The End of the Dao-Demon Conflict

Luohu was forced to retreat step by step under the combined assault of Hongjun and Yangmei.

The inexplicable disappearance of the God-Slaying Spear not only deprived him of a trump card but also severely disrupted his state of mind.

The protective demonic light of the Twelve-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus, battered by the chaotic energy currents of the Pangu Banner and the spatial cuts from the Hollow Willow Branch, flickered precariously, its cracks looking horrifying.

"Damn it! Do you really think I have no backup?!"

A desperate madness flashed in Luohu's eyes. He no longer hesitated and roared at the System within his sea of consciousness: "System! Use the Primordial Golden Immortal Experience Card!"

"Using Primordial Golden Immortal Experience Card..."

In an instant, an indescribable, terrifying aura that surpassed all current understanding of the Great Desolation erupted from Luohu!

This was not a simple surge in magical power, but a leap in life level and control over the Great Dao!

"Boom--!"

Centered on Luohu, invisible ripples spread out.

The attacks launched by Hongjun and Yangmei with all their might, whether chaotic energy currents or spatial cuts, vanished silently like melting snow upon approaching within three zhang of Luohu.

In the Heavenly Dao void, Zhang Hao suddenly sat up straight, his gaze piercing through endless space, locking firmly onto the west.

"Hun Yuan level power... an experience card? This System is really willing to invest."

On the battlefield, Luohu slowly rose. The tattered Twelve-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus beneath his feet surprisingly repaired itself at this moment, its dark glow intensifying.

He casually raised a hand and pointed at Ancestor Yang Mei from afar.

There were no earth-shattering phenomena, no dazzling divine light.

The Great Dao of Space laws around Ancestor Yang Mei instantly solidified. His renowned, almost instinctive spatial traversal ability was completely locked down.

A force of "erasure" from a higher level acted upon him, and his figure began to blur and become transparent.

"This is... the Dao of Hun Yuan?!"

Yangmei's face paled in horror. Without hesitation, he burned his origin.

The Hollow Willow Branch erupted with its final brilliant divine light, barely tearing open a minuscule rift leading to chaos within the absolute confinement.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, take care!" Before his voice even fell, he had already transformed into a stream of light and fled into the depths of chaos, his aura vanishing instantly.

"Fellow Daoist Yangmei!" Hongjun cried out in grief, but he himself was already in dire straits.

Luohu's gaze turned to him, cold and indifferent, like looking down on an ant.

"Hongjun, it's your turn." Luohu's voice was terrifyingly calm. He brought his fingers together like a sword and gently slashed down at Hongjun.

A tiny black crack appeared above the Myriad Heavens Auspicious Cloud above Hongjun's head.

This top-tier defensive treasure let out a mournful cry of being unable to bear the burden, its radiance rapidly dimming.

The crack spread downwards, and Hongjun's Dao body began to disintegrate. The Jade Disc of Creation trembled violently, its Dao rhythm in disarray.

A bitter and desperate expression appeared on Hongjun's face.

Below Hun Yuan, all are ants!

He felt everything about himself—his cultivation, his Dao fruit, even his very existence—being slowly erased by this single finger.

Just as Hongjun's consciousness was about to sink into eternal darkness, and Luohu's ferocious grin finally bloomed—

Time stopped.

The rampant energy, the shattering space, Luohu's triumphant expression, the last glimmer in Hongjun's eyes... everything was frozen into a bizarre tableau.

Only Zhang Hao in the Heavenly Dao void slowly stood up.

The general trend of the Great Desolation could not be reversed, at least, the main storyline before the Investiture of the Gods in his understanding could not be forcibly broken under his watch.

If you were to change minor events, Zhang Hao would just turn a blind eye.

Changing the general trend of the Great Desolation was tantamount to rebelling against him!

If Hongjun were to perish now, who would preach the Dao later? Who would be the teacher to all the Saints of the Heavens?

Could it be that he, the Heavenly Dao, had to personally step in and teach a group of scheming Transmigrators how to cultivate hand in hand?

Moreover, this Luohu was clearly intending to refine the Great Desolation, which was digging at his roots!

With a thought from Zhang Hao, the entire Great Desolation world suddenly trembled!

He directly mobilized most of the Great Desolation's power and pressed it down on Luohu.

Luohu felt the entire Great Desolation rejecting him. Even though his current strength had reached Hun Yuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal, a pained expression appeared on his face.

"System, what's going on?"

Luohu quickly asked his System.

"...Host, let's prepare for the funeral."

Luohu's System was also dumbfounded. Wasn't the Heavenly Dao of the Great Desolation incomplete? Why would it directly lock onto him and the host?

Hongjun was currently lying on the ground, and he couldn't possibly merge with the Dao!

"Damn Heavenly Dao, my fate is mine to control, not yours! Even if I die, you, Hongjun, won't have it easy!"

Luohu directly made a Great Dao oath:

"Great Dao above, I am Luohu. Sensing the incompleteness of the Great Desolation's Heavenly Dao, I now wish to transform into the demonic path of the Great Desolation!"

"From now on, whenever a cultivator in the Great Desolation breaks through, they must undergo the tribulation of the Heavenly Demon Refining Heart. Henceforth, in the Great Desolation, the Dao will rise and the Demon will fall, or the Demon will rise and the Dao will fall! The Demonic Path is established!"

After Luohu finished speaking, a colossal eye suddenly appeared above the Great Desolation, emitting a vast, majestic, and impartial aura.

"Granted!"

A sound of the Dao descended, and all cultivators in the Great Desolation felt a new restraint in their primordial spirits.

Following this, Luohu's body was directly swept away by the Great Dao, transforming into an invisible Great Dao and integrating into the Great Desolation.

Zhang Hao did not intervene, nor could he.

He didn't feel that Luohu's actions were inherently bad.

If the cultivators of the Great Desolation couldn't even pass the "Dao Heart Sowing Demon" trial, then they were simply not destined for the Great Dao.

Zhang Hao reached out with his bare hand and seized Luohu's System, pulling it into the Heavenly Dao void.

Luohu was gone, but his System remained.

"How is this possible? Even the Heavenly Dao has been infiltrated?" The System was stunned upon seeing the figure in the Heavenly Dao void.

Shouldn't the Heavenly Dao of the Great Desolation be formless and intangible!

Could it be that the Heavenly Dao had gained sentience?

Zhang Hao yawned, not bothering to explain.

He wasn't exactly a Transmigrator.

This Great Desolation, in a way, was his idea to begin with.

Zhang Hao gently squeezed, and the System exploded, its vast origins flowing into the Great Desolation, repairing the world shattered by the Dao-Demon Conflict.

Hongjun looked at the changes in the west and understood that the Heavenly Dao had intervened.

He quickly stopped pretending to be dead, stood up, and cupped his hands towards the Heavenly Dao void, saying, "Thank you, Heavenly Dao, for your intervention!"

Zhang Hao sized up Hongjun, finding the future Dao Ancestor to be quite satisfactory.

At least he dared to fight against Luohu.

Currently, due to the presence of Transmigrators, the Great Desolation actually had quite a few powerful individuals.

However, one by one, they only watched from the sidelines.

"Hongjun, I ask you, why did you stop Luohu? Wouldn't refining the Great Desolation together with him have benefited you more?"

Zhang Hao's voice echoed in Hongjun's mind, and his heart trembled.

Had the Heavenly Dao truly awakened?

He sighed, a look of compassion for all beings appearing on his face:

"I see all living beings are not at ease."

Zhang Hao sighed upon hearing this.

As expected, one couldn't believe Great Desolation novels. Hongjun was quite a decent person, wasn't he?

I really misunderstood him before!

After answering Zhang Hao's question, Hongjun, seeing no further response, assumed the Heavenly Dao was no longer paying attention to this matter.

He went to the place where Yin Yang and Five Elements had fallen, tears naturally falling from his eyes.

"Why did you two have to perish, alas..."

Only after confirming no one was around did Hongjun collect the magical treasures and residual origins left behind by Ancestor Yin Yang and Ancestor Five Elements.

"Cough... cough..."

"The Taiji Diagram and the Five Innate Banners, consider them mementos you left for me!"

Then, Hongjun wept uncontrollably.

"Almost forgot, I need to grab Luohu's Four Swords of Zhu Xian too."

Zhang Hao: