The Struggle for the Human Emperor Comes to an End
It can be said that the current struggle is for the title of Human Emperor.
It is in no way inferior to the Kalpa.
This resulted in a significant increase in the speed at which Pangu awakened.
Hong Yuan was naturally pleased to see this.
After all, if Brother Pangu could awaken...
At that time, no matter what kind of enemy we face, we can say that we will have no problem defeating them.
The impact it caused was far beyond what some human races could match.
Not only Pangu, but even Hong Yuan broke through to the second level of Primordial Tai Chi during these days.
If it weren't for the limitations imposed by the Two Realms Locking Heaven Array...
He really wanted to take a trip to the Primordial Universe.
Look at your current strength.
At least in Hong Yuan's view, even before his breakthrough, he was able to slightly suppress Quan Hong with the help of his three supreme treasures and his own Three Thousand Great Dao Laws.
Now that he has broken through to the second Primordial Tai Chi, his strength is far greater than before.
Such strength.
That's enough to easily defeat anyone in the Primordial Universe except for Haoshi, who is at the sixth level of the Primordial Tai Chi.
The improvement in cultivation levels of the Primordial Wilderness saints was even more outrageous.
With the blessing of his Super Universe Invincible Great Tonic Pill.
Each person's current cultivation level has undergone earth-shattering changes compared to before.
Each person's cultivation level can be improved by three or four levels, or even five levels.
Yang Mei broke through to the eighth level of the Heavenly Realm in one fell swoop, once again becoming the strongest person below Hong Yuan!
Luohu, Causality, Five Elements, and Qiankun- Kun also possessed cultivation levels at the seventh level.
Fu Xiao almost reached the first level of the Primordial Grand Unity Primordial Grand Unity, but still managed to advance from the first level to the sixth level.
Of course, this is also because they consumed the most pills among everyone.
After all, these individuals had traveled to the Primordial Universe and made contributions.
From both a moral and logical standpoint, it's normal to have more pills.
Although the quantity of the Great Tonic Pill was initially insufficient, the Eight Treasures Brocade Pouch continuously extracted the enemy's essence, and Hong Yuan tirelessly refined them day and night.
Only then was the quantity of pills increased.
Although the pills refined from the source material in the Eight Treasures Brocade Pouch are less effective than even one-tenth of the original ones, their effects are still quite limited.
But its strength lies in its longevity and ample quantity.
One isn't enough, then ten will do!
This is why the cultivation levels of the Primordial Wilderness saints are now so exaggerated.
It's just a pity that now, after consuming so many pills...
The Primordial Wilderness World still cannot conquer the Primordial Universe.
The reason is simply that the number of Primordial Grand Unity in the Primordial Universe is far greater than that in the Primordial Wilderness Universe.
Only a portion of them had joined the battle earlier.
Now all these enemies have joined the battle.
This led to the battle remaining deadlocked once again.
Even from time to time, the saints of the Primordial Wilderness world would perish on the spot.
However, Hong Yuan was not in a hurry, since the battle was meant to stall for time.
Both sides can resurrect infinitely.
The battle is not going to end anytime soon.
"Instead of worrying about Yang Mei and the others, the most important thing right now is this!" Hong Yuan chuckled to himself as he gazed at the battlefield between the Youxiong and Qingwu tribes, "It should be over by now!"
Above the endless void where the two great tribes of Youxiong and Qingwu clashed.
It is now a scene of devastation.
The world was shattered beyond recognition, with only the endless blood mist, enough to obscure everything, telling the story.
Amidst the blood mist, Xuanwei's armor was shattered, and the halberd in his hand was reduced to half.
His body was already stained dark red with filthy blood, and the terrifying wounds that shimmered with a faint light, like maggots clinging to bones, told the story of the brutality of this war.
Before him, Xuanyuan stood with his head on his back, leaning on the Xuanyuan Sword. Only half of his head remained, and the golden dragon pattern on the sword had lost its former luster.
His chest armor was completely shattered, revealing his heart, which only beat slightly once in a long while.
"I never imagined... that you could fight me to this point," Xuanyuan spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, his voice hoarse like sandpaper rubbing.
Xuanwei forced a smile, her long hair flying wildly in the wind. "Xuanyuan, are you looking down on me, or are you praising me?!"
As he spoke, he suddenly coughed violently, and a wisp of golden Primordial Spirit energy escaped from the corner of his mouth—a sign that his Dao Foundation was damaged.
Not only him, but Xuanyuan was the same.
At this point, both of them were practically at their wits' end.
Even if they can still stand in the same place, they are sustained only by the belief in their minds.
Even the Indestructible Spiritual Light was almost shaky and about to dissipate.
But they knew that today, things had to come to a conclusion!
Gradually, the sounds of fighting around the battlefield faded away, as if only these two opponents locked in Life and Death struggle remained in the world.
Dark clouds gathered above the two men, and lightning serpents and beasts roamed among them, as if even the Heavenly Dao were watching this duel.
An overwhelming sense of impending doom settled between the two.
Xuanyuan suddenly burst into laughter, the sound shaking the surrounding space and time, "Come on, the final blow! If you win, the throne of the Human Emperor will be yours!!"
He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of his life essence onto the sword.
In an instant, the Xuanyuan Sword burst forth with dazzling golden light, and the dragon patterns on the sword came to life, transforming into nine Long Huan the sword.
Xuanwei exhaled a breath of stale air with difficulty.
Without hesitation, he gripped the half-finished halberd tightly in both hands, blue Dao Patterns appearing on his forehead. "What I meant was the same!!"
Suddenly, Xuanwei's Primordial Spirit fire ignited above his head; he was actually burning his Primordial Spirit to activate his magic weapon!
He was like a great sun, gripping his halberd tightly.
Vast Mana surged forth like a flood.
"Xuanyuan--!"
"Xuanwei Subtlety--!"
The two of them simultaneously let out a heart-wrenching roar.
The Xuanyuan Sword, accompanied by nine golden dragons, soared into the sky, distorting and shattering space wherever it passed.
The Eight Treasures Mountain Breaking Halberd, drawing forth countless Southern Bright Lihuo, transformed into a massive azure sun that stretched across the heavens and earth, hurtling towards the Xuanyuan Sword in Xuanyuan's hand.
"Click!!"
At the moment the two world-destroying forces collided, time seemed to stand still.
The soldiers on the battlefield stopped fighting at the same time and stared at the scene in horror.
The warriors of the Qingwu Tribe knelt down to pray, while the warriors of the You Xiong Tribe trembled as they looked up, their faces filled with tension.
Even Chiyou, Dayi, Xing Tian, and Dong Geng stopped what they were doing, their faces solemn.
"Boom--!!!"
A burst of white light, brighter than the sun, erupted, and the shockwave spread out in a ring.
The ground, spanning countless light-years, undulated like waves, and tens of thousands of towering ancient trees were vaporized in an instant.
Especially the mountains of corpses and Blood Sea below, which surged and churned dramatically.
Like the heavens drawing in a deep breath, it transformed into towering waves that pierced the sky and earth.
It then turned into a rain of blood, which gradually fell.
At that moment, the entire world seemed to have fallen into the Eighteen Levels of Hell, completely enveloped in blood.
"Who won? Who won?!"
This is not just what countless humans below are thinking.
These were also the thoughts of countless living beings who had been observing the war in this place, and were also on the minds of the Three Ancestors of the Human Race and Jiang Shinian.
But wait until the light fades away.
Everyone was stunned.
His mouth was agape, his face filled with astonishment and fear, and his eyes were brimming with disbelief.