Ancestor Dragon! One day, I will trample you underfoot!

Luo Huo spoke in a low voice, his demonic tones like heavenly drums: "Long Zang, today you die without question."

Before his words faded, the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon's Dharma Image manifested, a Slaughter Blade in hand, cleaving toward Long Zang.

Endless demonic qi surged; the World-Ending Millstone hung suspended in the sky, and wherever its black light passed, all things were annihilated!

Long Zang's long hair flew wildly, his gaze sharp as a blade, his War Halberd spanning the void.

The aura of destruction intertwined with the Yin Yang Great Dao. With a single halberd strike, he shattered the demonic image and clashed head-on with the power of world-ending!

The Star River collapsed, all worlds trembled. The duel of three Sublime Saints turned the Outer Heaven into a hellish Shura Field.

In the Outer Heaven, the clamor of slaughter thundered like lightning, destruction and eternity interwoven.

Long Zang's War Halberd trembled once, directly shattering the Great Demonic Dharma Image.

Luo Huo was not surprised, however. He had grown accustomed to it... every time they fought, the outcome was much the same. He had long understood Long Zang's terror.

"Ancestor Dragon, now is not the time to be dazed."

Luo Huo warned coldly, the World-Ending Millstone manifesting above his head.

The next moment, black light surged violently, the power of world-ending swept forth, and wherever the light passed, all things were utterly annihilated.

Long Zang let out a long roar, divine nature surging: "The heavens cannot destroy me, the earth cannot bury me. The eternity of all heavens, let it all be added to my body!"

Endless Eternal Light burst forth from within him, illuminating all worlds.

The pitch-black World-Ending Divine Light and the Eternal Light collided head-on, giving rise to blooming Great Dao Flowers, dazzling beyond compare.

The Ancestor Dragon roared: "True Dragon Sky-Conquering Technique!"

A vast, boundless true dragon roared as it descended, the Star River collapsing.

Long Zang reached out with a massive hand, directly crushing that true dragon, extinguishing it like a firework in his palm.

"What has passed will pass; the eternal ages must fall to silence. The only constant is eternal destruction! Eternal Heavens Great Annihilation!"

Demonic tones echoed, destruction descended, all worlds crumbled, all gods fell, and heaven and earth sank into deathly stillness.

The Ancestor Dragon's body shattered, his divine soul rotting and sinking in the destruction.

Luo Huo's body was severed, the aura of destruction devouring his origin.

Only Long Zang stood at the pinnacle of all worlds, his long hair flying, majestic and immortal, like the eternal Destruction Chief Sovereign.

"All Daos sing in unison, only my Demonic Dao—may the Demonic Dao flourish forever!"

Luo Huo roared, demonic nature erupting, pitch-black as primordial darkness, holding back the destruction.

The Ancestor Dragon's voice also rang through the void: "The true dragon is immortal. True Dragon Indestructible Body, condense!"

The true dragon's form reassembled, stepping forth from annihilation.

Long Zang's gaze was cold and sharp, and he uttered three words flatly: "Almost there."

That supreme divine might made him like an eternal King of Gods, overlooking the ages.

"World-Ending Millstone, Illusionary Annihilation of Three Thousand Worlds!"

Luo Huo drove the World-Ending Millstone, and the phantom of the Three Thousand Worlds collapsed.

Long Zang's expression was stern, divine light surging: "All heavens perish, but I do not perish! All ages decay, but I do not decay! I endure through eternity!"

His voice rolled like heavenly thunder, bearing the majesty of the Great Dao.

Immortal divine nature flowed; he stood unshaken. Through the cycles of all worlds, he alone remained eternal!

"You two... are not enough!"

Long Zang's killing intent exploded, his War Halberd piercing through the Outer Heaven. All worlds rose and fell in illusion, the blood of Immortals and Gods spilling.

The great halberd descended, and the bodies of the Ancestor Dragon and Luo Huo burst apart together!

Long Zang's eyes blazed with ferocity: "Yin-Yang Chaos!"

Space-Time collapsed, and in the reversal, terrifying force swept everything away.

Luo Huo's figure condensed once more, his face pale.

The Ancestor Dragon was utterly weakened, nearly on the verge of collapse.

Both of them understood clearly—Long Zang had long surpassed the category of Sublime Saint.

"Power of the Inner Demon, Formless and Shapeless! Kill!!!"

Luo Huo roared, ancient demonic tones shaking all worlds, the power of the Inner Demon madly assaulting Long Zang.

But Long Zang remained expressionless, his voice cold: "Power of the Inner Demon? Useless against me."

His origin was already immortal; he had no divine soul to be shaken. To move him, one first had to break his indestructible physical body.

The War Halberd swept again, and Luo Huo had no choice but to dodge in disgrace.

Long Zang sneered coldly, "How unsightly, Luohu!"

Luohu burned with rage and bellowed, "Immortal Slaying Sword Formation!"

Four swords emerged at once, the ancient formation spanning the sky. Ancestor Dragon and Luohu stepped into the formation together.

Endless chaotic Sword Qi swept through heaven and earth, forming a river of sword energy.

Long Zang's divine nature was indestructible, Eternal Light interweaving as it shattered the Sword Qi piece by piece.

"Useless!" he said coldly, stepping into the sword formation without fear.

The Immortal Slaying Sword Qi raged wildly, even causing fine cracks to appear on Long Zang's flesh.

Yet the next moment, the cracks vanished. Instead, he sat cross-legged within the formation, beginning to devour the Sha Qi and Sword Qi, turning everything into nourishment!

Ancestor Dragon was shocked, while Luohu's face darkened.

Long Zang's demonic body was fundamentally built on the Devouring Great Dao.

Sha Qi, resentment, Sword Qi—poison in others' eyes—became tempering and nourishment for him!

Time passed, and Long Zang seemed to be cultivating within the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.

"Great Dao Furnace!"

A crimson furnace materialized, devouring everything around it.

The formation could not trap him, nor was he eager to break it; instead, he used it to hone himself.

This battle, meant to be a deadly siege, was stubbornly turned into his training ground!

On the Primordial Continent, war had raged for hundreds of thousands of years.

The Dragon Clan, Qilin Clan, Phoenix Clan, and Ferocious Beast Clan fought without cease, countless Gods and Devils falling on the battlefield.

Blood pooled into rivers, staining heaven and earth red. Resentment surged to the sky, turning the entire land into a death zone.

In Outer Heaven, Long Zang remained trapped in the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation.

Hundreds of thousands of years were but a snap of the fingers to Long Zang, yet to the beings of the Primordial World, they were endless torment.

Luohu alone could not hold him back while presiding over the formation, and Ancestor Dragon had no free hands.

Long Zang, on the other hand, felt he had the advantage... holding off two Sublime Saints by himself was enough to be proud.

Outside the formation, Ancestor Dragon and Luohu were discussing.

"His flesh is practically no different from a Chaos Demon God. What can we do?" Ancestor Dragon spoke gravely.

Luohu frowned deeply. "This is why I didn't want to provoke him. Can't kill him, too tough, and he masters countless terrifying divine abilities."

Ancestor Dragon's face darkened.

Luohu continued, "He was born without a Primordial Spirit, which should be a weakness. Should we try sealing him?"

Ancestor Dragon shook his head. "Sealing? Have you forgotten the conditions? It's only possible when his Divine Power is exhausted. But a Sublime Saint's Divine Power is infinite. Exhaust it? A fool's dream!"

Both were filled with helplessness.

Long Zang was like a hot potato—discarding him was a waste, but holding him burned.

All they could do was stalemate.

Meanwhile, the duel between First Kirin and Yuan Huang had also fallen into a deadlock.

Neither could overcome the other.

The entire momentum of the Primordial World was frozen in stalemate.

Elsewhere, deep within a divine mountain, the secluded cultivation site of the Three Heavens.

Since the Heavenly Dao Alliance's fall, the Three Heavens had been cultivating in seclusion, yet they still could not break through.

Ancestor Dragon's dominance had nearly become their Inner Demon.

More crucially, they shared the same origin, essentially "one divided into three."

Their source was scattered, making progress harder the further they went.

This was also the fundamental reason they could merge into First Heaven but never step into the Sublime Saint realm.

Yellow Heaven walked out of his cave dwelling alone, his expression irritable.

"Insufficient source—how difficult it is to break through." He gazed at the starry sky, his eyes complex, but a burning unwillingness raged in his heart.

The shame of that battle echoed endlessly in his mind.

The humiliation beneath Ancestor Dragon's feet was what he could never accept!

Azure Heaven was cold, Cyan Heaven was irritable, and Yellow Heaven was the proudest of the three.

Losing to Ancestor Dragon, he could not let it go.

In his heart, he was the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, meant to look down upon all races from above.

Yet reality had cast him down into the dust.

"Since my origin is insufficient, then I shall replenish it!"

Bloodlight flickered in Yellow Heaven's eyes, as an Inner Demon gradually took root.

The Calamity Qi of the great tribulation subtly influenced him, and the stubbornness of his nature drove him fully into demonic possession.

In the end, his gaze turned toward Azure Heaven's cave dwelling.

"It is time to completely Return to One..."

He murmured lowly, a burning obsession blazing in the depths of his eyes.

"Ancestor Dragon! One day, I will trample you beneath my feet!"