That crisp and loud slap is still reverberating crazily throughout the Primordial Three Realms, deep within the Primordial Spirit of every creature.
In the sky above Xi Qi, the space that had been shattered and reorganized countless times fell into an eternal dead silence.
All sounds disappeared.
Whether it's the cry of law, the tremor of the earth, or the breath of an immortal.
It was as if the whole world was completely stunned by that earth-shattering slap.
Yuanshi Tianzun The majestic Dharma Form remained so stiff, with his head tilted.
On the face composed of endless fairy light, all expressions had disappeared, leaving only a pure blank, as if even thinking had stopped.
His eyes of a saint, which once contained the order of heaven, were now empty and lifeless, like two Death Stars that had been extinguished for hundreds of millions of years.
Got beaten.
Myself, one of Pangu Orthodox Lineage, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, Three Pure Ones, Heavenly Dao Saint...
I was slapped hard by an ant in my own eyes with my own Dao Proving Treasure.
This knowledge, like a boundless chaos, completely swallowed up his sacred heart, his consciousness, and everything about him.
He couldn't even feel anger anymore.
Because that emotion that is deeper and more terrifying than anger is... absurd.
An ultimate sense of absurdity that completely subverts all his knowledge, all pride, and all meaning of existence for hundreds of millions of years.
Distant clouds.
Twelve Golden Immortals, like twelve lifelike humanoid ice sculptures.
Guang Chengzi still kept his mouth open, Chi Jingzi still kept his forward and backward movements, and the gloating sarcasm on Yu Ding Zhenren's face seemed to be imprinted on his face forever.
Their physical bodies are not dead, Primordial Spirit is not destroyed.
But their brains are already dead.
The moment the slap rang out, their Dao Heart, which had been riddled with holes by the Pangu Banner breath, finally "clicked" and completely shattered, turning into dust all over the sky.
Worldview?
No longer exists.
They are now twelve walking zombies who have lost the ability to think and can only breathe.
Looking like a madman, Dao Heart's broken second brother.
Looking at the twelve disciples of the Chan Sect who were completely stupid.
Look at Qin Feng who is carrying Pangu Banner on his shoulders with an expression of "I thought you were so awesome".
Taishang Laojun, who had been silent all this time, finally showed a hint of deep and heartfelt exhaustion on his face that had remained unchanged forever.
Tired.
Really tired.
He has lived for countless Yuanhui, from Dragon-Han Tribulation to seeing the Lich War, to today's Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, what Great Wind Da Lang has not seen?
But everything that happened today was completely and completely beyond the understanding of Grand Pure Saint.
He took a deep, deep look at the Green-robed Figure who was carrying Pangu Banner.
There is no longer any scrutiny or deduction in that look.
There is only one kind left, as if looking at the walking way of heaven, the helplessness and fear of the unreasonable "law" itself.
Variables?
What kind of variable is this?
This is clearly here to flip the table!
There is no point in fighting anymore.
Today, his second brother's face, Three Pure Ones's face, the saint's face, has been pressed to the ground by this young man, rubbed repeatedly with the soles of his feet, and trampled to pieces.
If you continue to fight, you will lose face.
Maybe it's fate.
Are saints immortal?
Looking at the Pangu Banner that even the original owner dared to kill, Grand Supreme Elder Lao felt a little shaken by this iron rule for the first time.
"Alas..."
A distant and old sigh finally broke the dead silence between heaven and earth.
Grand Supreme Elder Lao moved.
He gently waved the crutch in his hand.
A simple scroll with black and white air flowing around, which seemed to contain the principles of heaven and earth and the origin of yin and yang, flew out of his sleeve and grew in the wind.
Taiji Diagram!
The picture scroll did not erupt with any earth-shattering power. It just unfolded so lightly and turned into a black and white golden bridge across the sky and the earth.
One end of the golden bridge is connected to Grand Supreme Elder Lao.
On the other end, they quietly separated the already sluggish Yuanshi Dharma Form from the Qin Feng holding Pangu Banner.
That power is gentle, yet carries an absolute will that cannot be questioned or resisted.
As if to say, this farce ends here.
After doing all this, Grand Supreme Elder Lao's tired eyes fell on his second brother Dharma Form, who was still in a state of confusion, and he spoke in a hoarse voice.
The voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated into the depths of Yuanshi Tianzun's Sacred Heart.
"Enough!"
"Second brother, let's go!"
These five words, like a basin of ice water, finally pulled Yuanshi Tianzun back from the absurd chaos.
Blank eyes, refocused.
The reason that was swallowed up by absurdity was instantly replaced by a wave of hatred and murderous intent that could burn up nine days!
His gaze crossed the golden bridge transformed by Taiji Diagram and was firmly fixed on Qin Feng!
That look seemed to imprint the figure of Qin Feng, together with the pole of Pangu Banner on his shoulders, into his true saint spirit, and use endless years to curse and resent him!
He glanced at the Grand Supreme Elder Lao next to him who had an expression of "I'm finally willing to leave."
He glanced at the distance again, and saw Tongtian Jiaozhu who was already suppressing laughter, his face was red, his whole body was shaking, and he almost had to set up a banquet on the spot to celebrate.
Finally, his eyes swept over Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, and those few saints' eyes were also paying attention to this place, but at this moment they were full of horror and silence.
He knows.
Today, it is impossible for him to take back Pangu Banner.
There are Tong Tian and Nuwa, and there is the mysterious Qin Feng. Today, he has been defeated.
It was a complete failure.
Defeated to the core.
"This matter... isn't over yet!"
A roar that seemed to be squeezed out from the deepest part of the Nine Nether Hell, full of endless resentment, echoed in the sky above Xi Qi.
The voice fell.
Yuanshi Tianzun never stayed for another breath.
His saint Dharma Form, whose immortal light was scattered by the flag pole and whose breath was disordered, turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens's Jade Void Palace without looking back.
That back figure doesn't have the grace and majesty of a saint.
Some are just endless panic and embarrassment.
Like a lost dog whose back was broken.
Twelve Golden Immortals in the distance, the moment Yuanshi Tianzun left, the frozen body finally resumed movement.
They were like frightened birds, waking up from a dream one by one. They didn't even dare to say a word, and they didn't bother to support their classmates who were already frightened. They turned into streaks of light, rolled and crawled on the ground, followed their master's back, and disappeared into the sky in embarrassment.
With the retreat of the Chan Sect immortal saints.
The Investiture of the Gods calamity that shrouded the sky over Xiqi City, was so rich that it could not be dispersed, and made all living beings breathless. It seemed that half of it was dispersed by Qin Feng's earth-shattering "flag"!
The sky seems to be a little brighter.
The suffocating feeling of doom that was weighing on everyone's hearts also disappeared.
A battle between saints that could destroy the entire Primordial World and return the world to chaos ended hastily in such a ridiculous and dramatic way.
Grand Supreme Elder Lao looked at his second brother who left in a hurry, sighed deeply again, and nodded slightly to Qin Feng and Tong Tian beside him, as a greeting.
Immediately, the Green Ox underneath him spun around, carrying him on its back, and disappeared into the depths of the clouds.
Tongtian Jiaozhu looked at the embarrassed fleeing figures of the Chan Sect, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, and let out a wild laugh that shook the world.
"Hahahaha! So happy! So happy!"
The entire Primordial World, after experiencing a short period of silence, was completely boiling.
All Great Powers who were paying attention to this place had an extremely clear and terrifying thought in their hearts.
This Investiture of the Gods Calamity, I'm afraid it won't go on.
As long as the man named Qin Feng is still there.
The chessboard of this world is in chaos.
Saint, don't even think about making another mistake!