Hongjun's Self-Corpse spoke calmly. "Luohu, this road is closed."
Luohu roared, "Get out of this Demon Ancestor's way!"
However, the Self-Corpse was the strongest among Hongjun's three corpses. Chaos Qi descended from the Pangu Banner and swept straight at Luohu's face, forcing him into battle and leaving him unable to break free for the time being.
At this moment, Hongjun had already arrived at the Immortal Slaying Sword Gate. He knew this was the best opportunity to break the formation. He fell into thought. But in which direction was the Immortal Slaying Sword?
Goddess Wangshu called out from outside the formation, "Hongjun, leave the Immortal Slaying Sword Gate to us. The Heavenly Emperor and I will handle it."
Hongjun nodded, thinking to himself, In that case, this will be much easier.
Li Fan and the others had been fighting the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation for so long; they had not been idle. By now, more than just one corner of the formation had failed.
Hongjun sat cross-legged within the Immortal Slaying Sword Gate. His consciousness formed a deeper connection with the three corpse avatars at the other three sword gates. It was time to send Wu Zhen and Su Sha on their way.
Southern Immortal Trapping Sword Gate—
The Good Corpse said softly, "Purify!"
Then, the Golden Lotus of Merit resting in his palm erupted with dazzling radiance, resonating with the wheel of merit behind him.
The light of merit enveloped Wu Zhen like a furnace of heaven and earth, purifying all the ghostly and demonic qi on him.
In the end, Wu Zhen was completely melted away by merit. By the time he regained clarity, it was already too late. His body crumbled inch by inch like weathered rock, turning to ash. The Central Ghost Emperor had completely fallen.