Hongjun: This Time It's Truly Secure-I Can Preserve This Time Line; the Dao Ancestor Wounds Qingyuan!

Pangu's phantom moved toward Hongjun's Dharma Aspect. The two figures of light overlapped, intertwined, and fused within Chaos.

The process was exceedingly slow. Every inch of fusion had to endure countless collisions, shatterings, and reconstructions.

Yet the fusion was indeed progressing.

Pangu's outline grew increasingly blurred, while Hongjun's became increasingly substantial.

A moment later.

Hongjun's aura rose without limit.

It began ascending from the Half-Step Great Dao Realm, charging toward a realm that had never existed before.

His aura carried Pangu's remaining might, the empowerment of the Three Dao Authorities, the infusion of the Primordial Wilderness Source, and the recognition of seventy to eighty percent of the Primordial Wilderness Will.

His aura seemed to reach the Other Shore of the Great Dao.

He stood there, with Chaos beneath his feet, time behind him, Karma between his fingers, and Reincarnation in his palm.

He seemed to have become an omnipotent existence.

Wherever his gaze reached, the Laws arranged themselves.

Wherever his thoughts stirred, all things evolved on their own.

With every breath he took, heaven and earth rose and fell along with him.

Even the Heavenly Dao Saints found the Dao Ancestor incomparably terrifying.

Laozi lowered his head.

Venerable Yuanshi's lips trembled.

Sect Master Tongtian's Four Immortal Slaying Swords let out a mournful cry at the same time.

Jieyin's Golden Lotus closed completely.

Zhunti's Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree withered until only a dead branch remained.

Nuwa's Red Embroidered Ball fell from midair and crashed into Chaos, but she did not notice at all.

That terror was not the oppression of aura, nor was it the crushing force of magical power.

It was the crushing pressure of existence itself.

Standing before the Dao Ancestor, they felt as though they were standing before a vast ocean.

A living ocean.

An ocean capable of