As the four resisted the baleful aura, a strange sensation quietly descended upon them. They felt as though some illusory yet real existence had appeared, but they could neither see nor touch it. Even though the God-Slaying Spear's killing intent shook heaven and earth, they could not locate its source.
Sensing the intent of the Time Law permeating the surroundings, Hong Jun sighed helplessly. He then summoned the Jade Creation Disc and joined the battle.
Hong Jun had been holding back all along. Only when he saw that the other three were about to fail did he finally make his move at an unhurried pace.
The Jade Creation Disc flew above everyone's heads, and wisps of clear aura drifted from it, transforming into a bright and lucid realm that dispersed the true meaning of time here.
But before Hong Jun could continue using his methods, the clear aura descending from the disc was swallowed by an incomparably dense devouring force and vanished in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, a devouring force suddenly appeared throughout the surrounding heaven and earth.
Hong Jun and the others immediately sensed that something was wrong, but it was already too late to react. Ancestor Yin Yang, Qiankun Ancestor, and the third man were instantly severely injured.
At the critical moment, Hong Jun hurriedly used the Jade Creation Disc to rescue the three of them.
"Fellow Daoists, are you all right?"
How could they possibly be all right?
At that moment, the three men's faces were pale and their auras weak. It was clear that their Mana had been exhausted.
Hong Jun's face was pale as well, and he looked at them as though his Mana had been depleted too. Of course, he was only pretending.
Qiankun Ancestor and the other two did not suspect him. They merely shook their heads with bitter expressions.
They knew full well that their Mana was exhausted and even their origins had been damaged. They feared they would perish here today.
Hong Jun looked at Rahula. "Rahula, I truly did not expect your cultivation to have reached such a level.
"It seems the towering blood-fiend aura produced by the War of the Three Tribes has benefited you greatly!"
"Hahaha, naturally! I must thank the blood-fiend aura of the War of the Three Tribes as well. I am only one final step away from becoming a Grand Golden Immortal of Primordial Unity.
"Today will be the day you four die. But do not worry, you will not die in vain. Your cultivation, origins, and magical treasures will all be devoured by me, helping me take that final step! Hahahaha!"
Upon hearing this, Hong Jun and the three men teetering on the brink of death all wore expressions as dark as storm clouds.
Of course, Hong Jun's ugly expression was entirely an act. He was not afraid of Rahula at all.
At that moment, Qiankun Ancestor and the other two exchanged glances and instantly understood one another's intentions.
They knew they likely could not escape death this time. Moreover, Rahula's demonic arts kept disturbing their minds, and after hearing his arrogant words, they immediately lost all hope.
In the end, the three decided to join forces and self-destruct.
"Fellow Daoist, remember to avenge us!" As soon as the words fell, the three charged toward Rahula.
Hong Jun noticed the drastic change in the fluctuations of their Mana. He opened his mouth, but in the end, he said nothing and merely watched as they rushed toward Rahula.
"You dare charge at me empty-handed? You are simply seeking death!"
Rahula looked at the three severely wounded men and smiled disdainfully.
So arrogant was he that he could not even be bothered to defend himself. He directly swung the God-Slaying Spear, intending to finish the three in a single move. Unfortunately, he would ultimately pay a terrible price for his arrogance.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Rumble!
The self-destruction of three peak Quasi-Saint experts was truly earth-shattering.
Even though they had already been severely injured, the power they unleashed by burning their origins required even a Sage to defend against with caution. After all, these three had once been Chaos Demon Gods.
The massive explosion directly left Rahula severely injured. The God-Slaying Spear's radiance dimmed, and the light of the four Immortal Slaughtering Swords weakened considerably as well. Unable to withstand the force of the self-destruction, the formation instantly dispersed. At the critical moment, Rahula hurriedly summoned the Twelfth Grade Black Lotus to protect himself, barely escaping death.
Hong Jun looked at the three who had perished, silently collected the supreme treasures they had left behind, and then turned his gaze toward the severely injured Rahula.
Rahula had already pushed his demonic arts to their limit, shrinking the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation to protect himself. He then turned and began absorbing the spiritual energy of the entire west to replenish his losses and recover from his injuries.
The brutal battle in the west also caught the attention of other powerful beings.
At Jade Void Palace on Kunlun, three young men sat facing one another. The violent tremors caused them to slowly open their eyes.
"What is happening? Could it be that powerful experts are fighting again?"
"Elder Brothers, these tremors are even more intense than those from the War of the Three Tribes. However, they seem to be quite far from us."
"Junior Brothers, do not be distracted. This conflict does not seem to be in the east, so there is no need to concern ourselves with it.
"Our cultivation is at a crucial point. We must not slack off."
"Mm!"
"Understood!"
At the Jade Pool on the other side of Kunlun, a noble and elegant goddess opened her phoenix eyes and glanced toward the west before quickly closing them again.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Clan on Mount Buzhou also glanced westward. They first revealed surprised expressions, then relaxed and continued cultivating diligently.
After sensing that the disturbance was in the west, everyone else stopped paying attention as well!
Yet two people in the west were in a miserable state.
The moment the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation activated, two figures hurriedly hid themselves.
They were none other than the two future thick-skinned Sages of the West, Zhunti and Jie Yin.
When they saw the Demon Ancestor fighting the other four, they immediately burrowed deep underground, descending who knew how many miles.
When Qiankun Ancestor and the other two self-destructed, the entire western land shook violently, and the two of them burrowed even deeper, descending who knew how many more miles.
Even so, they still felt uneasy and clung tightly to each other.
"Brother Jie Yin! Who exactly were those people? They were truly terrifying!"
"Yes, Junior Brother Zhunti! I wonder what the West has become by now?"
"Too terrifying!"
"Yes, truly too terrifying."
The two clung to each other, still terrified beyond measure, their small, thin bodies trembling nonstop.
Even so, Jie Yin was secretly worried about what those people had done to the west.
Meanwhile, halfway up Mount Buzhou, perhaps Nuwa was too deeply immersed in her comprehension to notice the disturbance at all.
Liu Feng, however, sensed it. After all, it was the self-destruction of peak Quasi-Saints. It was naturally no trivial matter that he could sense it. He even felt his body shaking!
Liu Feng: "Damn, the aftermath of this battle has reached all the way here. The Demon Ancestor and Dao Ancestor are fighting in the West, yet I can feel the tremors all the way on Mount Buzhou. That shows just how intense their battle is. Sigh, no wonder Zhunti kept complaining that the West was barren. After such a fierce battle, it would be strange if it were not barren!"
Yun Miao: "How is that possible? Have the Dao Ancestor and Demon Ancestor already become this powerful? But they have not even become Sages yet! No wonder the Heavenly Dao forbids Sages from fighting in the Primordial World. Peak Quasi-Saints are already this terrifying. How terrifying would it be if Sages fought with all their strength? Forgive my poor brain, but I cannot imagine it!"
Wang Ye: "Sigh, just as they say, all who have not become Sages are ultimately ants!"
The other Group Members also sighed in admiration at the power of the Primordial World, and naturally longed even more for great strength.
Their gazes all fell upon Liu Feng. Perhaps only by clinging tightly to the Big Shot's thigh could they become stronger!
Of course, they could not forget the Card Draw Group either.
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