"Luohu, you've wreaked havoc across the Primordial World. The Heavenly Dao won't protect you. Thinking you can escape this calamity is sheer delusion!"
Beside Old Ancestor Hongjun stood an elder with a youthful face beneath his crane-white hair and brows like drooping willow branches.
He wore a lustrous green Daoist robe. An endless, primordial Dao light faintly radiated from within him, and his imposing aura shook the heavens, terrifying beyond measure.
This elder was Great Immortal Yang Mei, also known as Great Immortal Willow. He had taken human form several hundred years before Old Ancestor Hongjun. Once, he had used his magic treasure, the Hollow Willow, to absorb every treasure Hongjun had launched in an attack, defeating him.
"Luohu, today the four of us have gathered together and brought the united forces against evil. We will surely slay you, demon, and purge the Primordial World!"
Another elder stood beside them, dressed in a gray-green Daoist robe with a yin-yang symbol embroidered on the back. He seemed ancient and profound, as solid as a mountain.
He was Yin-Yang Ancestor, one of the Four Ancestral Immortals born at the beginning of the Primordial World.
The yin-yang aura radiating from Yin-Yang Ancestor pierced through the void and spread for hundreds of millions of miles. Wherever it reached, it divided yin from yang and imposed its judgment. Countless mighty figures couldn't help but kneel and bow their heads.
"Luohu, you've thrown the world into chaos and brought about the tragedy of the Dragon-Han Calamity. I, Qiankun Ancestor, must destroy you!"
Qiankun Ancestor wore a pale blue-white robe over his upper body and a heavy brown robe around his legs. His attire seemed rather strange.
Yet these garments each revealed the might of the Qian Dao, and the brilliance of the Kun Dao, which encompassed countless things and contained all things.
The pure qi of the heavens and the turbid qi of the earth swirled around Qiankun Ancestor. When his aura rippled outward, it suppressed the heavens in every direction, as if it could replace entire regions of space!
The Four Ancestral Immortals were nearly equal in strength. The divine might they unleashed pressed down on Beichen, filling him with an unbearable sense of oppression.
Fortunately, the Great Dao Art of Evasion shielded him, and the Heaven and Earth Great Dao protected him. Otherwise, the pressure of those four auras alone would have made him feel as though he had fallen into the hell of eternal torment!
"These four ancestors really are formidable!"
Only after coming to Mount Sumeru and witnessing this scene did Beichen finally understand just how insignificant he was, despite being a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.
"Watching this Dao-Demon War will surely benefit my cultivation in the future!"
Beichen had the bloodline of a Divine Demon, after all. He didn't feel inferior in front of the four ancestors. Instead, he held fast to his Dao heart and watched what was about to unfold with an open mind.
Every move made by the mighty figures in this battle would become "nourishment" for his cultivation.
"The Dao-Demon War is a rare, great battle in the Primordial World. After this, there will never be another on such a grand scale!"
Fortunate to witness this famous battle in the Primordial World, Beichen felt immensely lucky. I must watch every detail closely!
Just then, a dreadful voice laden with demonic resentment drew Beichen's attention back to the battlefield.
He heard Demon Ancestor Luohu shout, "Four ancestors, if you want to destroy me, you'll have to ask whether the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation will allow it! Since you're here, enter the formation!"
The four ancestors furrowed their brows slightly and looked toward the four sword gates. Their eyes were all filled with wariness.
"This formation has four suspended swords. It's no ordinary formation—it can slay immortals and destroy gods, and its power is terrifying. Fellow Daoists, are you ready?" Hongjun spoke first, seemingly trying to rally the other three.
"Rest assured, Daoist Hongjun. We'll each attack one sword gate. We're sure to win!"
Great Immortal Yang Mei was brimming with confidence. His gaze turned toward the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Gate.
The four sword gates seemed to be mysteriously linked to the four ancestors. Yin-Yang Ancestor and Qiankun Ancestor each looked toward the Immortal Trapping Sword Gate and the Immortal Slaying Sword Gate.
Old Ancestor Hongjun carefully examined the Immortal Slaying Gate, naturally trying to see through its mysteries.
"Those two ancestors have the aura of the Great Dao?"
Beichen's eyes suddenly narrowed as he fixed his attention on Qiankun and Yin-Yang Ancestor. These two had emerged from the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth when Chaos first divided. They resonated with the great cosmos of the Primordial World and the great yin and yang. Their auras were far stronger than those of Great Immortal Willow and Hongjun!
The aura of the Great Dao on these two was clearly of the same origin as the one on Beichen.
All three of them had the protection of the Heaven and Earth Great Dao, and each had a chance of transcending the Heavenly Dao!
Since Qiankun and Yin-Yang Ancestor are even stronger than Hongjun and Great Immortal Willow, and their foundations are more solid, why did they end up self-destructing? Beichen wondered.
He soon noticed something: the four sword gates of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation were not equally powerful!
The four sword gates grew progressively stronger. The Immortal Slaying Sword Gate was the weakest, followed by the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Gate, then the Immortal Trapping Sword Gate, and finally the Immortal Severing Sword Gate.
The Immortal Severing Sword Gate chosen by Qiankun Ancestor cut off every trace of a chance at immortality. It was the most perilous of the four.
The four sword gates also corresponded to the strength of the four ancestors. So in truth, among the four ancestors who had come to break the formation, Hongjun was the weakest!
Hongjun is the weakest, yet he's the one who ultimately emerges unscathed!
Beichen grew even more eager to see how the battle would truly unfold.
At that moment, Old Ancestor Hongjun recited a verse, gripped his bamboo staff, and leaped into the air. He turned into a streak of white light and landed above the Immortal Slaying Sword Gate.
Buzz!
A torrent of sword qi erupted at once. Its boundless sword intent surged and swirled, trapping Old Ancestor Hongjun.
The three ancestors who had landed at the other sword gates were also trapped by the sword intent. They could only break the formation; they couldn't leave their positions to do anything else.
Demon Ancestor Luohu flashed a sly smile. He looked at the Three Thousand Divine Demons inside the sword formation, then at the dozen or so peak Grand Unity Golden Immortals in the united forces outside. "A bunch of fools calling themselves an army against evil. You're nothing but ants, completely useless!"
Suddenly, a Daoist ten thousand zhang tall, whose strength was on the verge of Quasi-Saint, roared in a golden glow. "Demon Ancestor Luohu, you fiend! With all four ancestors gathered, you're finished! You're nothing but a filthy old bastard who deserves to die!"
Daoist Jin Yun was the second Violet Gold Dao Cloud to emerge from Chaos, born from Hongmeng Purple Qi. He and Ancestor Hong Yun shared the same origin. Though he had appeared later than Hong Yun, his cultivation was far superior!
He was also one of the leading figures in this united force against evil.
"Daoist Jin Yun, you dare insult me? You're asking for death. Don't blame me!"
Demonic energy surged around Demon Ancestor Luohu, and his entire body transformed into a concentrated blaze of demonic light. Amid the cheers of the Three Thousand Divine Demons, he shot out of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation and appeared before Daoist Jin Yun in an instant.
Daoist Jin Yun's face turned cold. Ten thousand golden rays burst forth, forming an endless barrier.
The barrier's defenses were formidable. Even a Quasi-Saint would struggle to break through it.
"Alas!" At the Immortal Severing Sword Gate, Qiankun Ancestor strained to hold off the sword's murderous force. Glancing outside the formation, he sighed, "Jin Yun, what a fool. Why provoke him at a time like this?"
Demon Ancestor Luohu had been provoked into a rage by the insults. In his hand was a long, pitch-black spear, covered with purple Hongmeng Dao patterns. Dragon-like beasts roared within it, and waves of baleful energy surged around it, overflowing with killing intent. It was terrifying beyond words.
"The God-Slaying Spear! This is the greatest offensive weapon in the Primordial World, the God-Slaying Spear!"
As he gazed at the spear, which seemed capable of smashing everything to pieces, Beichen's heart pounded.
Luohu gripped the God-Slaying Spear and thrust it straight at Jin Yun.
Jin Yun suddenly realized what was happening, and his expression turned grave.
He knew that his vaunted golden-cloud defenses would be as fragile as paper before this ultimate weapon.
Whoosh!
Trailing roiling black flames, the God-Slaying Spear pierced Jin Yun's body with a single thrust.
The God-Slaying Spear brimmed with killing intent and streaks of netherworld energy. Jin Yun's body was blown to pieces, and a wisp of golden soul shot out.
"Fall!"
Luohu gave a cold snort and swung his spear. An endless torrent of dark, sinister energy surged forth. It struck the soul, sending it plummeting toward the Nine Netherworlds...
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