The Destiny Demon God
"This... this is..."
The Heavenly Venerable of Yuanshi Tianzun's expression changed drastically, and the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi in his hand flickered with uncertain light.
For the first time, a solemn expression appeared on Laozi Tzu's usually calm and composed face.
Hongjun paused slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in the depths of his seemingly all-seeing eyes.
Tongtian looked at Hongjun, a fleeting look of admiration flashing in his eyes before turning into endless killing intent.
"I had intended for you all to live until the time of your ascension to Investiture of the Gods, but I never expected you to seek your own demise."
He opened his arms, and a hazy mist emanated from his body.
Within the mist, it seemed as if countless worlds were being born and dying, and the threads of fate for countless beings were intertwined, broken, and reassembled.
"I am the Chaos Demon God —Destiny!"
"Holding the reins of destiny, overlooking the birth and death of all beings!"
As soon as he finished speaking, "Fate" raised his hand and pointed at Hongjun in the distance.
An invisible and intangible "thread of fate," seemingly capable of altering all predetermined trajectories, silently coiled around Hongjun.
The more than one thousand Hun Yuan Great Dao manifested around Hongjun trembled simultaneously!
Countless Hun Yuan Great Dao erupted with divine light, attempting to resist that strange "Thread of Destiny".
However, that "thread of fate" seems not to exist in the present world.
It traverses the gaps in cause and effect, leaps across the fault lines of time, and ignores the defenses of most of the Great Dao.
Hongjun let out a muffled groan, his body swaying slightly.
The Jade Disc of Creation Fragment above his head appeared on its own, casting a clear light that barely managed to hold the "Thread of Fate" in place.
But Hongjun's aura was clearly disrupted for a moment.
"Shizun!"
Laozi and Yuanshi exclaimed in surprise at the same time.
The Destiny Demon God was somewhat surprised that Hongjun had not been directly eliminated by him.
Even if Hongjun fully comprehends the Three Thousand Great Daos, as long as he does not transform towards the Primordial Limitless, he absolutely cannot resist the power of destiny.
Unless Hongjun is the reincarnation of Chaos Demon God, transcending the fate within Chaos.
But he had never seen Hongjun before the Three Thousand Demon Gods Tribulations...
"That's interesting."
The Destiny Demon God looked at Hongjun, a hint of amusement flashing in his hazy, Chaos eyes.
"If you had not been born in this Space-Time, you Hongjun, would surely have been among the Three Thousand Demon Gods."
"It's just a pity that the current primordial world is simply incapable of nurturing a Primordial Limitless Great Luo."
His voice was flat, yet carried a condescending indifference and sarcasm.
Hongjun frowned slightly, but did not get angry. He simply activated the Jade Disc of Creation with all his might, trying to erase the maggot-like power of fate that clung to his bones.
"However, that's all."
The Destiny Demon God shook his head, seemingly losing interest.
Laozi and Yuanshi were horrified to discover that their connection with their own supreme treasure was being altered!
The Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner trembled and hummed, showing signs of breaking free from control and turning against their master!
This is the terrifying aspect of the Path of Destiny.
By controlling the river of destiny, one can define the rise and fall of all things and alter the course of everything!
If they weren't Heavenly Dao Sage, whose fates were inextricably linked to the Prehistoric World, they would probably have been erased from destiny by the other party in a single encounter.
The Destiny Demon God curled a cold smile at the corner of his lips.
Once he has dealt with these few sages, the Prehistoric World will be his for the taking.
After refining the entire primordial world, he will definitely be able to return to the realm of the Primordial Limitless Golden Immortal.
"Have you made enough of a scene?"
A calm, almost indifferent voice echoed within the Zixiao Palace.
The fingers of the Destiny Demon God, which had been closing, suddenly froze in mid-air.
He slowly turned his head, and for the first time, his hazy, Chaos eyes revealed a solemn and... incredulous expression.
Inside the Zixiao Palace, a blurry figure had appeared out of nowhere.
"It's you..."
For the first time, the voice of the Destiny Demon God showed a fluctuation.
He carried a deep sense of apprehension, and... a hint of fear that even he himself was unaware of.
Zhang Hao glanced indifferently at the Destiny Demon God.
The threads of fate emanating from the Destiny Demon God instantly returned to his body like startled birds.
Laozi and Yuanshi felt a sense of relaxation throughout their bodies, and their connection with the treasure was instantly restored.
The Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner quieted down and floated back up behind the two of them.
Laozi and Yuanshi bowed respectfully, saying, "Greetings to the Heavenly Dao."
Hongjun exhaled a long breath of turbid air and used the Jade Disc of Creation Fragment to adjust his own condition.
Zhang Hao's gaze remained fixed on the Destiny Demon God.
"Fate, it's been a long time."
The Destiny Demon God, however, seemed to be facing a formidable enemy. The gray mist around him surged violently, revealing the turmoil in his heart.
"You... how did you get here!"
The voice of the Destiny Demon God was filled with disbelief and astonishment.
This aura is definitely correct...
Even the Chaos Demon God could deduce his destiny, but that one person would not appear in the destiny of this Chaos realm!
The Destiny Demon God forcefully suppressed the turmoil in his heart, a hint of ruthlessness and resentment flashing in his gray eyes.
"Zhang Hao! You actually survived the Tribulation of Three Thousand Demon Gods!"
Before he could finish speaking, a burst of gray mist erupted around him!
The entire Chaos region, enveloped by the Daoist aura of the Zixiao Palace, seemed to be instantly dragged into a surging, bizarre, and ever-changing river.
A fleeting shadow in the river of fate!
The river reflects the birth and death of countless worlds, and the joys and sorrows of endless beings.
The Destiny Demon God stands at the source of the long river, seemingly the master who controls the rise and fall of all things.
He made a fist with both hands, then suddenly pulled at Zhang Hao!
This is the God of Destiny Demon God's trump card, and even among the Chaos Demon God, few dare to confront it head-on.
However, Zhang Hao simply watched quietly as the Destiny Demon God unleashed this earth-shattering divine power.
Not to mention that the current Destiny Demon God is only at the Half-Step Primordial Limitless.
Even if he were to return to his peak, this move would be completely useless against Zhang Hao.
"It's the same as always. I've told you before, I'm not a being from this Chaos world."
Zhang Hao raised his right hand and grabbed at the illusory image of the rushing river of fate with his bare hand.
Countless scenes of fate, threads of cause and effect, the joys and sorrows of all beings...
Before that ordinary palm, everything shattered like a dream.
The Destiny Demon God trembled violently, as if struck by lightning.
"It really was you!"
Zhang Hao withdrew his hand; clearly, this wasn't the first time he had dealt with the Destiny Demon God in this way.
To the Destiny Demon God, his identity was purely a special attack.
Zhang Hao stretched out his finger and touched the center of Tongtian's forehead.
A sliver of clear light disappeared into it.
"Ugh--!"
The Destiny Demon God let out a shrill scream, and gray mist surged wildly around him in an attempt to resist.
But that clear light seemed to penetrate every crevice, piercing through all defenses.
"No! Zhang Hao, you can't do this!"
The screams stopped abruptly.
A wisp of extremely dim gray mist, yet containing a terrifying power emanating from the very source of destiny.
Like a struggling little snake, it was forcibly pulled out from between Tongtian's eyebrows.
It was the wisp of the True Spirit that the Destiny Demon God of Fate had fled from back then.
The Destiny Demon God twisted wildly in Zhang Hao's palm, emitting silent shrieks and curses.
Zhang Hao turned to Hongjun and the other two and said in a deep voice:
"Once this matter is settled, Tongtian's physical body will be entrusted to your care."
"Understood," Hongjun and the other two bowed in response.
Zhang Hao nodded and didn't linger.
Under the influence of the power of Heavenly Dao, they arrived at the boundary between the Prehistoric World and Chaos in an instant.
Yang Mei was idly tugging at the newly grown dragon whiskers on the top of the Candle Dragon next to her.
Candle Dragon dared not speak his anger, and could only glare at Yang Mei with grumbling.
Pan Jin, having lost his True Spirit, is now merely a physical body radiating light and heat here.
The Transmigrator Hong Yun and East Prince Gong were playing a kind of primordial version of a Prehistoric World chess game with their divine senses, separated by several pits.
Da Yi, Xuan Qing, and Tai Yi remained relatively quiet, each with their eyes closed, their bodies radiating Daoist energy, clearly "working hard" to transform the Chaos energy.