Primordial Wilderness: Download Pangu's Cultivation at the Start - Part 40

Pangu Axe!

That was a terrifying existence capable of tearing apart the Heavenly Dao itself.

Even with his current breakthrough in cultivation, he absolutely could not withstand a single strike from the Heaven-Opening Axe.

"Not so fast. Once I attain the Dao and become a Hunyuan, then naturally I will settle the karmic debt with Qing Tian."

He thought bitterly in his heart.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

The entire Immortal Slaying Sword Formation trembled violently, boundless Sword Qi rampaging wildly, attacking friend and foe alike without distinction.

Luohu's face turned ugly. Using the World-Ending Black Lotus to conceal himself, he hastily withdrew from the formation.

With the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation combined with the power of the Heaven-Opening Axe, even the Twelfth-grade World-Ending Black Lotus could not withstand it!

The moment he retreated, Qing Tian let out a loud laugh. The World-Destroying Millstone beneath him shook violently, spinning madly, emitting a terrifying and dreadful suction force that firmly pinned down the four immortal swords.

Raising his hand, he tossed the Taiji Diagram into the air. It spread out, enveloping the entire formation, while the Heaven-Opening Axe stood at his side. He had no fear of being harmed by the sword formation.

"Luohu, from the moment you withdrew from this formation, this innate killing formation was destined to be mine."

Qing Tian's laughter rang out, causing Luohu's expression to shift drastically outside the formation.

"Not good!"

Terror and despair surged in his heart. The Immortal Slaying Sword Formation was his greatest trump card, a crucial bargaining chip for killing Hongjun in the future—he absolutely could not afford to lose it!

Yet, with the Taiji Diagram shrouding the formation, even with Luohu's heaven-defying methods, breaking through was impossible.

Moreover, given his strength, even if he did get in, what then? He would only be throwing his life away.

From their earlier clash, Luohu already knew that Qing Tian's power far surpassed his own.

Not to mention anything else, just the three Innate Supreme Treasures—the Taiji Diagram, the World-Destroying Millstone, and the Heaven-Opening Axe—were enough to make one's scalp crawl.

Inside the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, Qing Tian remained calm and composed as he approached the four immortal swords.

He could clearly sense that these four swords shared the same origin as the Pangu Axe and exuded a familiar, friendly aura toward him.

In other words, if he wished, he could completely claim the Four Immortal Slaying Swords as his own.

"The Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, hailed as the number one killing formation of the Wild Continent—its power is extraordinary."

He mused inwardly, splitting off four strands of his Primordial Spirit and sending them into the Immortal Slaying Swords.

Rumble!

The immortal swords shook. Luohu's imprint surfaced within them, radiating an inky black light, permeated with boundless Sha Qi, attempting to block Qing Tian's Primordial Spirit.

But Qing Tian paid it no mind. The Pangu Axe vibrated, and streams of primal origin energy surged up from within the Immortal Slaying Swords, unanimously rejecting Luohu's presence.

This development made Luohu, standing outside the formation, feel like vomiting blood.

Woo, woo, woo...

Just then, the wind rose and clouds churned. The Immortal Slaying Sword Formation shifted once more. The boundless killing aura dissipated completely, the dark clouds vanished without a trace, and the surface of the Eastern Sea returned to its former calm.

In the void, Qing Tian gazed at him with calm eyes and spoke flatly: "Luohu, do you wish to continue this battle?"

Luohu's gaze sharpened as he stared at Qing Tian and slowly said: "Dao Venerable Qing Tian's cultivation has reached the profound mysteries. This Ancestor admires it and concedes defeat. However, the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation is my lifebound supreme treasure—I absolutely cannot afford to lose it. I beg the Dao Venerable to return it. Luohu would be eternally grateful."

Though he knew in his heart that the chance of reclaiming the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation was almost zero, Luohu still wanted to try.

After all, without the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, he would be like a tiger without fangs—his strength would be greatly diminished.

Qing Tian's expression was indifferent as he smiled: "What does the Devil Ancestor mean by that? The Immortal Slaying Sword Formation willingly acknowledged me as its master. I am quite helpless about it myself. If you ask me to return it to you, I'm afraid it would refuse."

Hearing this, Luohu's face suddenly changed. His voice turned icy: "Fine. Then do not blame this Ancestor for being discourteous. The karma of today will eventually come to an end."

He knew the situation was dire.

Without the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, he was certainly no match for Qing Tian. He had to leave first, return to the Western World, and slowly plan a foolproof strategy.

If he truly angered Qing Tian and a full-scale battle broke out, he might very well end up trapped here—and that would be a real disaster.

"Trying to leave?"

Qing Tian shook his head. Before Luohu could make a move, he raised his hand and tossed out four beams of sword light that shot into the sky, transforming into an ancient killing formation that trapped Luohu within.

Luohu's expression changed drastically. He stared at Qing Tian with a grave look, gripping the God-Slaying Spear tightly. The World-Ending Black Lotus appeared, black Qi swirling around his body, enveloping him securely. His voice was harsh and threatening: "Dao Venerable Qing Tian, what exactly do you want? Do you intend to fight me to the death?"

As an Innate Demon God, each one had a hidden ace up their sleeve. Even without the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, Luohu was absolutely confident he could protect his own life—otherwise, he wouldn't have stayed here earlier.

"Quite the imposing manner."

Qing Tian sneered. Gales howled across the sky, and Sword Qi coalesced into a tornado, bearing down upon Luohu.

Terrifying power spread, filled with ancient chaotic Sha Qi, shaking one's very spirit.

Luohu's heart rang with alarm. He hadn't expected Qing Tian to actually make a move. He couldn't help but roar: "Qing Tian, do you dare do this? Are you not afraid that I will sever the earth veins of the Western World and destroy this Wild Continent?"

He had presided over the Western World for countless ages, with Mount Sumeru as his foundation. He had long since become connected to the earth vein energy of the West. If he truly disregarded all cost, severing the earth veins was absolutely possible.

Of course, the price of doing so would be Luohu's own death and annihilation, with not a shred of life left.

Qing Tian knew Luohu's methods. According to the legends of the Wild Continent, when Luohu competed with Hongjun for the position of Sage and failed, he detonated the spiritual veins of the Western World, turning the West into a barren, bitter, and desolate land.

Feeling the Immortal Slaying Sword Qi suppressing Luohu, his expression remained composed, without the slightest panic.

Detonating the earth veins was a last resort, like a nuclear weapon—more of a deterrent than a practical measure.

Unless pushed to the brink of utter ruin, Luohu would never do such a thing.

"Luohu, submit to me, and you may be spared death; otherwise, even if you are an Innate Demon God with earth-shaking means, you will not escape this slaughter today!"

Qing Tian's cold voice rang out, echoing through the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, striking straight at Luohu's soul.

Killing Luohu was certainly feasible—or rather, given the current situation, slaying him would be as easy as taking something from a pocket.

But doing so offered little benefit. Instead of killing him outright, it was better to take him into service.

Luohu's strength was extraordinary; he was an ancient Chaos Demon God from before the Primordial Wilderness was opened, and he could serve as a tool against Ancestor Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao.

Qing Tian understood his own situation well.

Even if he attained the Dao and became a Hunyuan, he could never annihilate the Heavenly Dao. To resolve the Primordial Wilderness's Heavenly Dao, he had to find another way.

And Hongjun, as the Heavenly Dao's spokesperson and foremost lackey, was clearly a figure who had to be killed.

It so happened that Luohu was Hongjun's sworn enemy. Raising him up to slay Ancestor Hongjun—wouldn't that be perfect?

It was precisely based on these considerations that Qing Tian had not directly suppressed Luohu.

As for detonating the Western World's earth veins...

To be honest, that posed no threat to Qing Tian whatsoever.

"Hahaha... Submit? Dao Venerable Qing Tian, have you lost your mind? This Ancestor is a Chaos Demon God, one who once fought Pangu himself, a being who has conquered heaven and earth! What means do you have to make me submit?"

Luohu burst into loud laughter at these words. The God-Slaying Spear in his hand trembled, shooting out billions of blood-red rays that transformed into tadpole-like runes, spinning endlessly through the void, actually propping up the Sword Qi of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.

At the same time, the World-Ending Black Lotus beneath him shook, sending forth tens of thousands of black streams that coalesced into a giant lotus platform, erupting with boundless radiance, showing signs of breaking through the formation.

After all, Luohu was an Innate Demon God, and Qing Tian had not yet attained Hunyuan, making it difficult for him to unleash the true power of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.

Moreover, Luohu had once been the master of this sword formation himself, well-versed in its many changes and knowing exactly where its weaknesses lay.

"It won't be that easy."

Qing Tian spoke calmly, raising his hand and pressing down heavily. The World-Destroying Millstone rumbled, scattering all the light of the World-Ending Black Lotus, and even the God-Slaying Spear trembled incessantly, unable to withstand such force.

"Luohu, do not persist in your delusion. Submit to me and there is still a chance for life; one day, you may even attain Hunyuan. But if you remain obstinate, beware—I will crush you to dust in the turn of a hand, and your billions of years of bitter cultivation will vanish like smoke."

Qing Tian's cold voice came through, filled with boundless killing intent, sending a chill through Luohu's heart.

On Mount Sumeru in the Western World.

Hundreds of millions of demons boiled over simultaneously, each one trembling in fear.

Luohu's many demon generals changed color one after another, rising into the air.

On the Western lands, the ground split open continuously, and earth dragons rolled forth, bursting through the crust, carrying a destructive aura as they encircled the entire Mount Sumeru.

In an instant, the entire Primordial Wilderness shook, and all eyes turned to the Western World, fearing some great calamity.

On Kunlun Mountain, Ancestor Hongjun's gaze grew heavy, and his figure vanished in an instant, speeding straight toward the West.

As the Heavenly Dao's appointed spokesperson and destined Sage, he bore the duty of safeguarding the Primordial Wilderness, so he naturally could not stand by and watch the world fall into crisis.

And above the Eastern Sea, Qing Tian sensed the changes in the West, his expression shifting slightly.

He had not expected Luohu to truly possess the courage to shatter jade and burn jade together!

"Dao Venerable Qing Tian, do not force me into a fight to the death. I know your strength defies heaven—even if the Western World collapses, it cannot harm you in the slightest. But this matter began with you. If the Western World is shattered, you will inevitably incur a vast karmic debt with heaven and earth, one that cannot be repaid except by your own death and the dissolution of your Dao!"