The Tongtian Jianmu within the void rift trembled violently, and the surging blood tide at its roots had condensed into crystalline demonic patterns.
The purple-gold scales on the Six-Eared Macaque Armor burst open one after another, and the galaxy in its golden eyes began to flow backward.
"Master... my foundation is crumbling..." Golden blood seeped from his Six-Eared Macaque and seven orifices.
The Taiji Vortex in the dantian is transforming the Chaos Azure Qi into pitch-black Demon Flame.
The Primordial Chaos Heaven Suppressing Cauldron let out a mournful cry, and three of the nine dragon patterns that appeared on its body had turned into white bones.
Taichu drew his fingers across his brow, and the Quasi-Emperor's essence blood condensed into a crimson talisman. "Hold on! Your master will use his life essence to rebuild you—!"
Before the words were finished, the Blood-colored Altar materialized from the crack in the tree roots.
The demonic figure sat in the center of the altar, nine suns pierced by silk threads burning in his palm.
"So it's true... So this kid is the reincarnation of that old bastard... No, he's actually merged with that old bastard's primordial power..."
The shadowy figure stared wide-eyed, both surprised and delighted.
The Tongtian Jianmu suddenly let out a mournful cry, and the stars hanging among its branches and leaves fell one after another.
Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of the crystal at the core of the universe.
The golden lotus mark on Six-Eared Macaque's forehead suddenly dimmed, and the twelve illusory figures of the Heavenly Emperor vanished into nothingness in the Demon Flame.
"Kneel down and beg for mercy now, and I will grant you and your master's spirits immortality. Hahahaha..."
With a flick of his hand, the Taichu quasi-emperor's avatar shattered like porcelain.
The Blood-colored Altar rose into the air, threatening to completely engulf the Jianmu tree.
"Clang--!"
A bell tolled from the depths of the starry sea, causing the Demon Flame to momentarily halt.
The void cracked open into a deep chasm, and a phantom of a Bronze Giant Axe cleaved through the Hundun, the creation runes flowing on the axe blade illuminating the sky above.
"Pangu Opening the Heavens Blade!" The demonic figure revealed its astonishment for the first time, as the suns on the altar exploded one after another. "Those old geezers are still interfering with the mortal realm!"
The giant axe phantom exploded with a roar, transforming into twelve towering phantoms of gods and demons.
The elderly man at the head of the group was dressed in animal skins, and the bone and tooth necklace hanging on his chest was actually carved from the core of a star.
Taichu trembled violently, and the bloodline within him, which had been dormant for ten thousand years, suddenly boiled.
He saw that the battle marks on the old man's forehead were exactly the same as the murals he had seen in the Burial Emperor Tomb years ago—the unique inheritance marks of the Pangu Clan during the creation of the world!
The aura of the newcomer and his Big Brother actually belonged to the same source.
"My lord, why waste words on ants?"
At that moment, several powerful phantoms emerged from behind the demon, shouting, "Activate the Demon Fiend Grand Array and refine this bastard!"
At this moment, Six-Eared Macaque suddenly let out a painful roar, and golden light burst forth from the Taiji Vortex in his dantian.
The core of the universe exploded with a deafening roar, and the flying debris condensed around him into Twelfth Grade Golden Lotus phantom.
The Pangu Clan High Priest suddenly narrowed his eyes. "Primal Chaos Dao Embryo! This child possesses the essence of the First Generation Heavenly Emperor!"
Taking advantage of the moment, the demonic shadow transformed into a river of blood and surged towards the golden lotus. "As expected, it was that old bastard's backup plan! Today, I will devour this embryo!"
"Presumptuous!"
The high priest's Bone Staff slammed heavily into the void, and the Three Thousand Great Dao Laws materialized into chains.
Hundun spiritual spring gushed forth from the depths of the Jianmu tree's roots, instantly washing away the Blood-colored Altar into nothingness.
Taichu's Daoist robes fluttered without wind, and the shackles of the Quasi-Emperor Realm shattered under Pangu's oppressive power.
"The third-thousandth generation descendant of the Taichu Clan, are you willing to inherit the karma of creation?" The High Priest's gaze pierced through time and space. "Use your quasi-emperor's essence and blood as a guide to help this child complete the ancestral reversion ritual."
The demonic shadow struggled frantically within the chains of law. "Even the Pangu Clan wants to break the Primordial Origin Covenant? Aren't you afraid—!"
The illusory image of a god or demon on the right side of the high priest raised his hand and threw out the Sun and Moon Twin Wheels.
He severed half of the demonic shadow's body. "Enough with the noise! If it weren't for your treachery back then, how could my race have lost... Ah!"
The high priest suddenly shouted, "Watch your words!"
The Sun and Moon Twin Wheels shattered in response, and the speaking phantom vanished with a muffled groan.
Taichu noticed that the remaining eleven phantoms all had the same penetrating wound on their chests—a Dao mark caused by something beyond the Emperor's Weapon.
At this moment, Six-Eared Macaque was lifted into the air by the golden lotus, and twelve creation runes were running across his body.
The high priest bit his fingertip, and a drop of blood, shimmering with Hundun energy, seeped into the center of Six-Eared Macaque' brow. "In the name of Pangu, I summon your true soul!"
A thunderous roar echoed through the void, illuminating the stars hanging among the branches and leaves of the Jianmu tree.
Six-Eared Macaque's golden eyes turned into a pure Hundun color, and a huge phantom of a demonic ape appeared behind him.
The demonic shadow let out a shrill scream, and its body, struck by the golden light, began to crumble.
"No! I have planned for thirty-six epochs, how could I..."
The demonic shadow suddenly self-destructed its remaining body, the river of blood surging back into the tree root fissure. "Once I merge with the Guixu Sea Eye, I will surely wash the Primordial Origin World in blood!"
The high priest did not give chase, but turned to look at the Taichu.
As he raised his hand and made a gesture, the same battle markings as the old man appeared on Taichu's arm. "This child's awakened Primal Chaos Dao Embryo needs the nurturing of twelve Creation Law."
Then the void began to collapse, and the twelve phantom images of gods and demons gradually faded away.
When Six-Eared Macaque fell from the sky and was caught by Taichu, his cultivation level had already vaguely reached the peak of Supreme Silence, just one step away from entering the Quasi-Emperor Realm.
The crystal core at the top of the Jianmu tree re-condensed, and within the swirling galaxy inside, the outline of a bronze giant sword could be faintly seen.
"Master..." Six-Eared Macaque weakly raised his hand, and the battle runes that his fingertips touched suddenly became hot.
"I just... saw the First Generation Heavenly Emperor wielding his axe in the Hundun... his appearance... was seven-tenths similar to yours..."
Taichu was about to ask further questions, Jianmu suddenly shook violently.
Black viscous liquid seeped from the cracks in the tree roots, congealing into bloody words left by the demonic shadow. "When I return, I will surely wash your Primordial Origin World in blood."
"Let's go, my disciple, I will lead you to find the Creation Law..."