Shattering Primordial Qi, Mysterious Power

On Jin'ao Island, Sha Qi surged into the heavens.

The terrifying formation spread out, and even the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation could not block it.

Rumble...

Sect Master Tongtian's Sage pressure instantly flooded the Primordial World.

In an instant, it stirred up winds and clouds across the Primordial World.

"What's happening?"

Countless Great Powers' expressions shifted drastically.

"This is Sect Master Tongtian's Sage might—so strong, even stronger than Yuanshi Tianzun."

"Who could have pushed Sect Master Tongtian to such a state? Could it be the Human Race Teacher?"

One by one, the Great Powers were shocked—this Chu Yan truly bit whoever he saw.

Even the Sages felt it.

Taiyi, Yuanshi, Jieyin and Zhunti, and even Nuwa's expressions changed drastically.

"Damn, this Tongtian's aura is so fierce. One-on-one, none of us Sages would be his match."

On Jin'ao Island, Chu Yan was sweating profusely. This damned Hongmeng Purple Qi was too strong; he simply couldn't suppress it.

"Terrible—he's found my Primordial Spirit. What do I do now?"

Once the Hongmeng Purple Qi entered his Primordial Spirit, it would be over completely. Chu Yan would be branded with the Heavenly Dao's mark.

"It's over. Human Master, I've harmed you."

Sect Master Tongtian blamed himself. At this moment, how could he not understand that this was Hongjun's scheme?

Once the Hongmeng Purple Qi entered Chu Yan's Primordial Spirit, it would be utterly finished.

But suddenly, an even more terrifying aura erupted.

"Weng—"

It was like the Great Dao Sanskrit Sound, or like a tidal wave—it came fast and left just as fast.

Chu Yan only felt a massive hand suddenly rush out from within his Primordial Spirit.

"Scatter—."

Faintly, he heard a single word, and the next instant, this Hongmeng Purple Qi dissipated without a trace.

Pfft—.

In the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn, it was actually broken. Who is it—."

Hongjun's expression shifted drastically, and he immediately manifested in the Primordial World.

His eyes pierced through the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation in an instant, seeing the current state of Sect Master Tongtian and Chu Yan.

"Who is it? Chu Yan and Tongtian absolutely do not have the means to shatter the Hongmeng Qi."

He inspected again, but still saw nothing.

Hongjun could only rage in impotent fury.

It seemed that in this round, Chu Yan had won.

"Hmph, wait. There's plenty of time. We'll take it slow."

With a wave of his hand, Hongjun departed.

On Jin'ao Island, Chu Yan and Sect Master Tongtian were also stunned.

What had just happened?

They had thought there was no escape this time, but unexpectedly, a mysterious force appeared.

"Human Master, what was that just now?"

Sect Master Tongtian was drenched in sweat, a chill running down his back.

Though the aura had lasted only an instant, it had made Sect Master Tongtian feel a true crisis of death.

The kind that could annihilate even the Heavenly Dao's Primordial Spirit.

"I don't know either."

Chu Yan's face was filled with terror. That something so uncontrollable existed within his own body—this was unacceptable.

The two exchanged glances, both utterly bewildered.

"Forget it. As long as we're safe, that's what matters."

Letting out a breath of relief, Chu Yan relaxed, but he couldn't stay calm.

"Sect Master, it seems Hongjun has used you as a pawn."

"Hmph, of course This Sect Master knows that. It infuriates me."

Sect Master Tongtian was furious. His nature was not malicious, yet he had been made a pawn—this was an insult he couldn't swallow.

Chu Yan let out a long sigh and said:

"Sect Master, I still advise you: if possible, it's best not to take that Saint Position. While Great God Pangu's will hasn't faded yet, it's not too late to pull back from the brink."

Sect Master Tongtian nodded:

"The Human Master's words are clear to Tongtian, but the implications are too vast. Unless absolutely necessary, Tongtian cannot abandon it."

It was clear this was a helpless position.

"Very well, since the Sect Master has his reasons, I won't say more. But I have one more request, and I hope the Sect Master won't refuse."

"Speak."

Chu Yan hesitated, then released the Human Race Destiny to envelop the entire Jin'ao Island before speaking:

"The Witch-Demon War is unavoidable. I have seen the final outcome: both the Witch and Demon Races will fall, Buzhou Mountain will collapse, Pangu's Will will be utterly extinguished, and the Heavenly Dao will reap the benefits."

"What?"

Sect Master Tongtian's expression shifted drastically. How could this be?

"What? The Sect Master doesn't believe me? Though the Heavenly Mechanism is chaotic and fate obscured, I have pointed the way. A little deduction by the Sect Master should make everything clear."

Hearing this, Sect Master Tongtian immediately closed his eyes and began to calculate.

Indeed, the once-chaotic Heavenly Mechanism now had no obstruction at all.

It was Chu Yan guiding the way for Sect Master Tongtian that allowed him to see clearly.

"So that's it. I never imagined that Father God created the world, yet the Heavenly Dao would go so far as to completely destroy him. This is too much."

Rumble...

A terrifying Saint might erupted, spreading across the Primordial World.

But outside Jin'ao Island, the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation blocked it, and the Human Race Destiny further sealed it off.

Even Hongjun couldn't see what was happening inside.

"Father God has already fallen, leaving only this final will. It must not come to harm. Human Master, is there a way to save it?"

Tongtian was anxious.

Chu Yan then said:

"The Sect Master's primordial spirit is transformed from Pangu's Primordial Spirit. If possible, I hope the Sect Master can split off twelve portions of Pangu's Primordial Spirit for me."

"Hm? Human Master, what is this for?"

Chu Yan's face burned with fury.

"Hongjun wants to scheme against my Human Race and extinguish Great God Pangu's final will. How could I let him succeed? I will give these twelve portions of Pangu's Primordial Spirit to the Twelve Ancestor Witches, so they are no longer deceived by the Heavenly Dao or have their minds clouded by the Sha Qi of the Primordial World."

Sect Master Tongtian understood instantly—this was to undermine Hongjun's plans.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches were born from Pangu's essence blood. Who in the Primordial World dared provoke them?

Yet the Twelve Ancestor Witches cultivated no primordial spirit, understood not the Heavenly Fate, fell into the Heavenly Dao's trap, and were invaded by the Primordial World's Sha Qi, leading them to clash to the death with the Demon Race.

Once the Twelve Ancestor Witches gained primordial spirits, would Hongjun still dare scheme against the Witch Race?

"Good, I'll do as the Human Master says. I'll split Pangu's Primordial Spirit now."

Sect Master Tongtian was no coward. Without a second word, he forcibly split it.

Intense pain struck immediately, but Tongtian's will was firm, and he didn't utter a single groan.

Soon, twelve portions of the primordial spirit appeared before Chu Yan.

But Sect Master Tongtian's face was pale, and he was extremely weak.

"Human Master, take them. As long as Father God's will is not extinguished, even if Tongtian falls completely, I will have no regrets."

Chu Yan waved a hand, and the twelve portions of Pangu's Primordial Spirit vanished instantly.

"Thank you, Sect Master Tongtian. By the way, if possible, do not use the Immortal Slaying Four Swords to suppress the Jie Sect's destiny."

"Why?"

Chu Yan explained:

"The Immortal Slaying Four Swords govern slaughter. Not only can they not suppress destiny, but they will also accelerate the loss of the Jie Sect's destiny. In the end, it will all become another's bridal gift."

"What?" Sect Master Tongtian suddenly understood.

"So that's what's been happening. I thought we were already tied to the Human Race, yet destiny grew so slowly. It was the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation's fault. What can be done?"

Sect Master Tongtian grew anxious.

Chu Yan then said:

"The Immortal Slaying Sword Formation has never been complete. The most crucial Formation Diagram is still in Hongjun's hands. Sect Master, do you understand now?"

Click...

A thread in Sect Master Tongtian's heart was plucked.

"Human Master, how do you know so much?"

Chu Yan, however, gave a faint smile:

"Because I am a variable. Sect Master need not ask further. Just remember that I have no intention of harming you."

"Very well."

Sect Master Tongtian did not press the matter. He only listened as Chu Yan continued:

"On Buzhou Mountain, there is an object. If the Sect Master obtains and refines it, it will surely become an additional Innate Supreme Treasure, and even the fate of the Jie Sect can be stabilized."

"What? Human Master, speak quickly."