The Golden Dragon Markings entwined around Ren Xiaoyao moved as if alive, each Dao Patterns flowing with an ancient, primordial aura, like the Heavenly Dao Imprint left behind Pangu's Sky-Opening, engraving the ultimate mystery of the universe's birth. As the patterns flowed, a magnificent scene of World Creation appeared and disappeared in the void: the Primordial Chaos Profound Yellow Qi surged like a tide, the Light of Creation burst forth the moment the Giant Axe axe cleaved the Primordial Chaos, and in the majestic scene of pure energy rising and turbid energy sinking, mountains and rivers were first formed, and the sun and moon were born. These scenes not only flowed on the surface of the dragon patterns but also transformed into a tangible projection between heaven and earth, drawing... The Law of Space trembled violently. Distant stars changed their trajectories due to this power, ancient Nebula began to recombine, and the resonant voices of ancient gods echoed from the depths of the universe, as if witnessing the birth of a new order. The entire Star River was abuzz with excitement, and tens of thousands of stars began to move along the dragon's pattern, outlining an ancient and mysterious Star Map in the sky. Those Star Formation that had been silent for billions of years lit up one after another, the Big Dipper transformed into a giant dragon coiled up, the Six Stars of the Southern Dipper Big Dipper a profound hexagram, Milky Way cascaded back into a waterfall of light, rendering the entire sky into a flowing Creation Scroll Painting.
The surging Dragon Vein Power within him was like an Primordial Azure Dragon, dormant for millennia, suddenly awakening. Its roar pierced the Nine Heavens, shaking the Star River and causing stars to shift and Stars Move. In an instant, the Big Dipper twisted into bizarre shapes, the Milky Way scattered like tattered ribbons, and countless stars burst forth with fragmented light, as if the universe itself trembled at this awakening. Ripples spread through the void, like a giant boulder thrown into the boundless ocean of the universe, the entire world trembling slightly at this roar. The immense power, like a surging tide, roared and tore through his damaged meridians, his fractured Dao Foundation rapidly reforming at a visible speed. Each bone remodeling produced a crisp, metallic clang. With a resounding boom, the burst of purplish-gold light revealed glimpses of the magnificent surging lava of the newly formed mountains and rivers, and the sacred flow of light and shadow at the birth of the sun and moon—as if the grand spectacle of the creation of heaven and earth was being reenacted within his body. His blood boiled like magma, each heartbeat resonating with the Heaven and Earth Resonance and earth. The land within Fang Yuan thousand miles undulated slightly under this power, mountains twisted as if alive, rivers changed course to form new water systems, and the entire landscape of the Tianyan Continent was quietly reshaped under the influence of the Dragon Vein Power. A rumbling sound came from the depths of the earth, and countless Spirit Vein broke through the soil, intertwining into golden veins on the surface. The Demonic Transformation mountains shed their black aura and regained their jade-like luster.
The Chaos Green Lotus bloomed anew in his dantian, its petals trembling as it breathed out the brilliance of the Star River. When closed, it was like the stillness of the Beginning of Chaos, a profound silence giving birth to infinite possibilities, even time itself seemed to freeze. When unfurled, it was like the birth of countless stars, its light piercing the darkness, illuminating the endless void, its oppressive power distorting the Law of Space within Fang Yuan miles. The instant he raised his hand, the void Fang Yuan a million miles trembled violently, countless Heavenly Dao Runes spontaneously coalescing. These runes, shimmering with Primordial Chaos light, intertwined to form a vast net of Principle encompassing heaven and earth, enveloping all rules of the world and causing time and space to stand still. Mountains and rivers twisted and reshaped under the runes' radiance, mountains transforming into dragons, rivers solidifying into jade ribbons; the sun, moon, and stars... The trajectory shifted accordingly, and the sun and moon shone brightly in the sky, creating a rare spectacle of the sun and moon shining together. The entire Tianyan Continent seemed to become a testament to Ren Xiaoyao's power. Under the influence of this power, ancient Secret Realm deep within the continent appeared one after another, and divine artifacts buried for countless years began to resonate, as if awaiting a new master. Ancient Divine Temple sealed in dust broke through the ground, and Secret Realm portals floating in the clouds slowly opened. The humming of divine artifacts resounded throughout the heavens and earth, stirring the hearts of countless cultivators. Ancient Inheritance hidden in the Space-time Folds revealed themselves, sealed Classics opened automatically, ancient restrictions melted away like ice and snow, and even the legendary sealed land that suppressed Ancient Ferocious Beasts emitted waves of warning light.
The Spiritual Qi within Fang Yuan miles surged and converged like a tidal wave, transforming into a golden pillar of light that poured into his body with a deafening roar. Within the pillar of light, the faint phantoms of Ancient Gods could be seen surging about: the majestic figure of Pangu creating the world, the compassionate face of Nuwa's Sky-Mending Pangu's Sky-Opening the sky, and the resolute back of Kuafu Chasing the Sun. These phantoms merged into his body, making him shine as brightly as the sun itself, even eclipsing the distant stars, as if the brilliance of the entire universe had converged upon him alone. His hair began to shimmer with starlight. What flowed beneath his skin was no longer blood, but a mysterious power imbued with the Heaven and Earth Laws, every pore breathing in and out the essence of the universe. The Divine Charm of Heavenly Dao flowed from his brows and eyes, and with every gesture he made, he stirred up extraordinary phenomena in the world. Wherever he passed, spiritual herbs and exotic flowers bloomed in competition, and withered ancient trees were revitalized. When he breathed, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi automatically condensed into auspicious omens, and Mountain River Society Diagram faintly appeared behind him. He trod on a Dao diagram formed by the Star Trails, and his whole being seemed to merge with the Heavenly Dao, becoming the embodiment of the World Laws.
Upon seeing this, a flicker of fear flashed across the thousands of crimson vertical pupils of the Thousand-Eyed Demon. It was the instinctive terror etched deep within its soul when facing a true wielder of the Heavenly Dao, like an ant before a god, trembling seeping from every crevice of its Demon Body. However, this fear vanished in an instant, transforming into a sinister, savage laugh that echoed through the void. The laughter was accompanied by the piercing sound of space shattering, as if countless sharp blades were simultaneously Sky-Rending Strike, or the wailing of countless wronged souls in the depths of Nine Netherworlds. Suddenly, hundreds of translucent demonic tentacles emerged from beneath its tattered scales. These tentacles, formed from the resentment of billions of living beings, twisted and coiled, their surfaces covered in distorted Demonic Runes. Each Dao Patterns It records countless bloody massacres, etched with the annihilation and cries of countless races. Wherever its tentacles pass, space crumbles inch by inch like corroded cloth. Within those crumbling spaces, ancient, sealed Old Devil struggle to escape, plunging the world into chaos. The demonic mist spreads like a tide, turning towns into ruins and reducing living beings to mindless Walking Corpse. Cries of agony and screams intertwine, forming a tragic elegy of despair. Countless faces of vengeful spirits emerge from the demonic mist, clawing at the souls of the living. Wherever they pass, even rocks are corroded into black powder, blood rains down from the sky, and countless abysses split open in the earth, leading straight to the Nine Nether Hell.
The demonic tentacles were wreathed in jet-black Karmic Fire, leaving scorched ripples in the void wherever they passed. Even the surrounding light was devoured by the eerie flames, forming horrifying Black Cracks. The air was filled with a nauseating stench, a mixture of the resentment of countless wronged souls and demonic poison, a stench that would shatter one's soul and scorch the Primordial Spirit of anyone who approached. Under the burning of the Karmic Fire, distant cities began to collapse, ancient buildings instantly reduced to ashes, and countless creatures struggled in agony, uttering desperate cries. Wherever the Karmic Fire touched, the earth became barren, rivers dried up, and the sky was stained blood-red, as if the entire world had fallen into Endless Hell. From time to time, hideous demonic shadows leaped out of the Karmic Fire, tearing apart all living things, even frantically draining the earth's Origin Power. The once fertile land rapidly turned into desert, and the roars of Ancient Demon God could be faintly heard from the massive sandstorms.
"A mere trick!" Ren Xiaoyao's voice was icy cold, carrying boundless majesty, like the echo of the Heavenly Dao in the world, each word containing the power of the Heaven and Earth Laws. Without turning his head, a third vertical eye suddenly split open between his brows, the pupil reflecting the trajectory of the sun, moon, and stars, as if containing the Mysteries of the Universe, the Star Circulation, the Four Seasons. With a flick of his finger, a golden light containing the pressure of the Dragon Vein pierced through the air, as fast as lightning, leaving a golden afterimage in its wake. The deafening explosion as the air was torn apart was like ten thousand thunderbolts, or a thousand... The volcanoes erupted simultaneously, distorting and deforming the entire space under this force. Wherever the golden light passed, space began to reorganize, and new Heaven and Earth Laws were conceived within the golden light, bringing new life to this world. The Broken Space rapidly healed, the Corroded Land sprouted new grass, and the withered trees burst forth with new buds, as if time had reversed, and everything was regaining its vitality. Ancient runes of order emerged within the golden light, and wherever it touched, the eyes of the Demonic Transformation creatures regained their clarity. On the land scorched by Karmic Fire, dazzling Spirit Flower instantly bloomed, and the flowing streams became clear and sweet again.
The golden light and the demonic tentacles collided with a deafening roar. In an instant, a series of soul-stirring dragon roars erupted from within the golden light, the sound waves spreading out like tangible matter, causing the surrounding space to vibrate and hum. The clouds within Fang Yuan hundred miles were instantly shattered, revealing a clear void. Even distant mountains crumbled into dust under the impact of the sound waves, their massive peaks vanishing in the blink of an eye, leaving only a sky full of dust. Those arrogant tentacles were instantly reduced to dust, and the remaining Karmic Fire, purified by the Dragon Vein Power, transformed into specks of starlight, dissipating into the void. Only a faint fragrance lingered in the air. Between heaven and earth, it was as if a spring breeze had swept away all the filth, and as if dawn had dispelled the gloom of night. Nourished by this fragrance, new signs of life began to appear on the earth. Withered plants sprouted anew, and dead creatures showed signs of revival. Some Demonic Transformation beings gradually regained their senses and began to rebuild their homes, and laughter and joy echoed across the land once more. From the ruins of destroyed towns, crystalline building materials grew spontaneously, and buried Remains of Civilization resurfaced, as if this world was being reborn through self-repair.
The backlash swept in like a raging tide, and the Thousand-Eyed Demon let out a shrill scream, its voice filled with pain and resentment. The scream shook distant planets, as if shattering their crusts or tearing apart entire galaxies. Dozens of its eyes burst open simultaneously, spewing foul-smelling Black Blood like a torrential rain. Each drop of Black Blood corroded the surrounding space, creating bottomless Black Hole from Black Hole echoed eerie wails—the final accusations of the creatures it had devoured, their voices filled with hatred for the demon. Resentment and a yearning for life. These Black Hole began to attract each other, forming a massive vortex that attempted to engulf the entire world. Wherever the vortex passed, space distorted and Time Flow Rate erratically. In some places, time began to reverse, while in others it accelerated, plunging the world into a crisis of temporal chaos. Strange illusions constantly emerged from the Space-time Vortex, the Past and Future intertwined. People saw ancient races that had long been extinct and foresaw possible apocalyptic scenes, plunging the entire Tianyan Continent into unprecedented panic.
Before Ren Xiaoyao could fully absorb the power of the dragon vein, the demon suddenly forcibly compressed its demonic core. The demonic core made a tooth-piercing sizzling sound in the severe pain, and the surface was covered with fine cracks, as if it would break at any time. In the end, the demonic core turned into a dark purple energy ball, wrapped in the overwhelming demonic mist, Like a high-speed moving meteorite, it fled towards the rift in the void. On the way to escape, it deliberately smashed the stars along the way. The flying meteorite fragments merged with the magic mist to form a chaotic area that covered the sky, completely covering up its aura. From time to time, bursts of weird laughter came from the chaotic area, as if it was in the sky. It laughs at the helplessness of heaven and earth, and seems to challenge the majesty of heaven. The laughter is full of luck in escaping punishment. In this chaotic area, new monsters are constantly born. With their hatred of the world, they are ready to attack all living creatures. These monsters have different shapes, some are like giant spiders, Some are like giant pythons with wings. Wherever they go, life is devastated and in chaos. Strange creatures that can control time and space are also born in the chaotic area. They distort the surrounding space and drag innocent creatures into the endless turbulence of time and space. Wherever they pass, only a desolate fragment of time and space is left.
"Trying to leave?" Ren Xiaoyao's Dao Patterns surged, and nine Golden Dragon Shadow suddenly appeared behind him. The dragon shadows roared with heads held high, their Dragon Might might overwhelming, seemingly capable of suppressing heaven and earth. Wherever the Dragon Breath passed, space collapsed and reassembled, forming strange Space Fragments. Within these fragments, scenes from different dimensions could be vaguely seen flickering: a blazing Purgatory, a Frost Realm covered in ice and snow, and Divine Realm filled with light. He trod upon the stars, each step distorting space, ancient array patterns appearing beneath his feet, radiating a mysterious light. As the array patterns flowed, they seemed to tell the stories of God-Demon War from Ancient Times. The God-Demon War seemed to be a reenactment of the rise and fall of the universe, each ray of light containing Infinite Power. With his footsteps, the Principle of heaven and earth began to rearrange, preparing for the impending final battle. Wherever he tread, stars aligned themselves, ancient Totems emerged from the earth, and mysterious runes appeared in the sky. The entire world was gathering power for this ultimate showdown. The ancient Totems shimmered with mysterious light, echoing the runes in the sky, forming a massive array of heaven and earth, as if foreshadowing an earth-shattering battle that could rewrite the rules of the universe.
With a wave of his hand, a terrifying power spread out, instantly freezing the space within a radius of Fang Yuan miles. Time seemed to stand still, all the stars stopped moving, and even light froze in mid-air. The shattered stars reformed in his palm, their light gradually converging until they finally solidified into a dazzling Star Core. Various mysterious runes flowed across the surface of the Star Core, radiating an aura of world-destroying destructive power, as if a mere touch could trigger a cosmic catastrophe. As he clenched his fist, the Star Core erupted with light a hundred times brighter than the sun, the light like a sharp sword, dissipating the demonic mist inch by inch wherever it touched. The demonic figures within the Space Rift were completely exposed. Under the intense light, the demon's scales began to hiss and emit puffs of black smoke. The demonic blood beneath its skin boiled, as if about to burst from its pores. The demon writhed in agony, its eyes filled with terror. Under this light, the Dark Forces on the earth began to crumble, and the areas shrouded in demonic mist gradually regained their light. Hidden Demon Cave were exposed, and the Devil Creature within screamed in agony in the light before vanishing into nothingness. The light also contained Purifying Power; the Demonic Transformation land and creatures, illuminated by the light, rapidly regained their vitality, as if a restart button had been pressed.
The Thousand-Eyed Demon was horrified to find its speed infinitely reduced. Every scale was being scorched by the Heavenly Dao Laws, as if countless invisible blades were cutting into its body. The excruciating pain caused it to roar in waves, its voice filled with despair and fear—fear of death, but also awe of the strong. Ren Xiaoyao transformed into a golden rainbow, moving with lightning speed, instantly catching up with the demon. The Chaos Greatsword in his hand had undergone an astonishing transformation after absorbing the Dragon Vein Power. Golden dragon scales grew on the blade, the chains wrapped around the hilt shimmered with a mysterious light, and ancient Battle Markings occasionally appeared on the blade, radiating... Employing World Creation pressure, the sword seemed to be the Incarnation of heaven and earth itself, each Dao Patterns containing the power to cleave the World Creation. Bathed in sunlight, the blade began to emit resounding dragon roars, as if yearning for battle, yearning to slay demons and restore peace to the world. The gems on the hilt shimmered with a mysterious light, and the dragon scales on the blade rustled in the wind, as if telling ancient legends. When the greatsword was swung, countless tiny Space-time Gap automatically opened in the surrounding space, revealing the tragic scenes of Ancient Battlefield, as if the sword carried the Battle Memories of countless Ancient Gods.
He swung his sword in mid-air, nine Dragon-Shaped Sword Energy rising from its blade, their roars echoing through the heavens and earth. The Sword Qi, like swimming dragons, lunged towards the demon, shattering space in their wake, forming spatial Space Cracks from which Primordial Chaos light emanated, seemingly connecting different universes. The nine Dragon-Shaped Sword Energy precisely pierced the demon's body, pinning its massive form to the void. The demon roared in agony, its struggles unleashing gusts of demonic wind. Wherever these winds passed, space twisted and deformed, yet they remained unmoved, helplessly awaiting its fate. The despair in his eyes deepened. Under the ravages of the demonic wind, the disaster on earth worsened. Gale-force winds swept across the land, floods raged, volcanoes erupted, and the entire world was plunged into an unprecedented crisis. Some cities were submerged, Erupted Lava swallowed villages, and lightning flashed across the sky, as if the End of the World had arrived. The demonic wind also carried a powerful force of Space-time Distortion; wherever it went, time began to distort. In some places, objects rapidly aged into ashes, while in others, new life continuously sprouted, completely disrupting the order of the entire world.
"Today, I will send you back to Primordial Chaos!" Ren Xiaoyao's sword finger descended, the Chaos Sword Qi merging with the Dragon Vein Power, condensing into a sky-covering golden vortex above the Demon Head. A World Creation roar, as if the universe had been born, emanated from the vortex, containing Infinite Power that inspired awe. The vortex's edges shimmered with Primordial Chaos light, radiating a chilling pressure; it seemed that taking a single step closer would result in being sucked in forever. The Thousand-Eyed Demon struggled desperately, its limbs flailing wildly, trying to break free. However, before this terrifying suction, all its efforts were in vain. Its eyes, scales, and tentacles were all stripped away, transforming into pure demonic energy, mercilessly swallowed by the vortex. The demonic energy within the vortex emitted mournful screams, filled with regret and resentment, yet unable to alter its fate. With each scream, the demon's power dissipated, its life drawing to a close, its body becoming transparent, on the verge of complete annihilation. Under the vortex's influence, the surrounding space distorted, time reversed, and everything seemed to return to before the battle began. Scenes of destruction reappeared, only to gradually dissipate under the vortex's power, as if recounting the battle's brutality. The vortex also occasionally revealed the demon's past atrocities, the horrific suffering of its victims, all playing out in the void, as if a final judgment upon it.
With a final, defiant roar, the Thousand-Eyed Demon's Demonic Core exploded within the vortex, unleashing a powerful energy surge that spread like a hurricane. Wherever it went, space collapsed, forming countless small Black Hole. These Black Hole relentlessly devoured everything around them, seemingly intent on destroying the entire world or plunging the universe back into Primordial Chaos. In an instant, the world was filled with an aura of destruction, darkness enveloping everything. Within this darkness, countless beings wept; their homes were destroyed, their loved ones devoured, and the world plunged into an abyss of despair. Some survivors struggled for survival amidst the ruins, their eyes filled with helplessness and terror as they gazed at the colossal Black Hole in the sky. The spacetime around the Black Hole was utterly distorted, forming a massive spacetime storm. From within the storm emanated chilling roars, as if countless demons were struggling within. Those beings that approached the Black Hole were instantly sucked in and vanished without a trace.
Ren Xiaoyao formed hand seals and chanted incantations, guiding the dissipated demonic energy into the Chaos Green Lotus. The lotus bloomed with dazzling Light of Purification; wherever the light touched, the demonic energy was refined into the purest Spiritual Qi, which sprinkled like a gentle rain across the ravaged Tianyan Continent. Wherever the Spiritual Qi passed, the earth began to revive; withered trees sprouted new buds, which grew rapidly into towering trees in the blink of an eye; dried-up rivers flowed again, their waters crystal clear, with fish swimming happily in them; the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, revealing a clear blue sky, and the sunlight shone warmly and brightly on the earth.