Hongjun Blocks, Pangu Reappears

Rumble...

In an instant, golden patterns flickered across Chu Yan's body, and the entire Ancestor Witch Divine Hall trembled.

The boiling Blood Pool was forcibly suppressed in that same moment.

A terrifying will erupted instantly, flooding the entire Ancestor Witch Divine Hall.

"Not good—the Ancestor Witch Divine Hall is repelling and suppressing me. I have to get out immediately, or the Human Race Dao Tradition will be crushed."

In a flash, Chu Yan appeared outside, arriving at Buzhou Mountain.

Instantly, the entire Primordial World shook.

"What's going on?"

Countless Great Powers turned pale with fear, casting their projections to look, and were shocked.

"What is this? Such a terrifying Human Race Will."

All Saints in the heavens were also stunned.

"Magic Power Entering Sainthood? No, this isn't a Sage."

"Then why does it carry the aura of a Sage?"

Taiqing, Yuanshi, Jieyin and Zhunti, and even Nuwa all changed expression drastically.

"Could Chu Yan have become a Sage?"

Even Hongjun's face shifted dramatically.

"Damn it, how could this happen? The Human Race Dao Tradition has actually been completed."

In an instant, Hongjun's Dharma Body descended upon the Primordial World.

Weng—

At the same time, Chu Yan's Dharma Body shot straight toward the Thirty-Three Heavens, level with Hongjun.

"The foundation of the Humanity Dao is already laid. I must stop it—if the Humanity Dao is established and awakens, all of This Seat's schemes will come to nothing."

This time, Hongjun was truly afraid.

Chu Yan's Dharma Body was seen with its head propping up the sky and its feet treading the earth.

It was as if the scene of Pangu holding up the blue sky had replayed itself.

His entire aura pressed straight toward that of a Sage.

"Chu Yan, how dare you—!"

"Why wouldn't I dare?"

Chu Yan glared back furiously. Every damn time they came to stir up trouble—did they really think he was made of mud?

Weng...

"I, the Human Race Teacher, today establish the Human Race Dao Tradition..."

"Silence—!"

With a furious roar, Hongjun struck down with a palm, directly cutting off Chu Yan's declaration.

Weng—

At the same moment, a burst of Pangu's Will erupted from Buzhou Mountain.

It instantly overpowered the Primordial World.

"Not good, Pangu, you—!"

Boom—

Pfft—

Hongjun's attack was shattered in an instant, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood was forced from his lips.

He could feel the entire Primordial World filled with Pangu's fury.

"Damn it, damn it all."

Hongjun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand, glaring at Buzhou Mountain.

He understood in his heart that as long as he made a move, Pangu would surely respond.

If it truly came to an unavoidable point, the only outcome would be the Primordial World plunging into the Immeasurable Tribulation.

Last time, Hongjun had managed to seize the advantage, but that was only because he had outmaneuvered Pangu.

Now, however, Hongjun had struck first.

"All Saints, stop Chu Yan by any means necessary. Whoever disobeys, This Seat will punish severely."

A voice resounded through the Primordial World, thundering in the ears of the Six Sages.

Hongjun could no longer act himself; he could only rely on his Disciples to make a move.

In that instant, a Yin-Yang Fish descended from the Nine Heavens.

Nearly covering the entire Primordial World.

Taiqing did not hesitate to make his move.

Once Chu Yan's Human Race Dao Tradition was proclaimed to the Primordial World, his Human Religion would have no hope left.

When that time came, would the Human Religion still be the Human Religion?

Rumble...

A thunderclap rang out in the clear sky. The moment the Taiji Diagram descended, it collided violently with Chu Yan's Human Race Dao Tradition.

"Chu Yan, if you dare to establish a Dao Tradition, This Saint will surely kill you."

"What is there to fear? I am the Human Race Teacher. What do you think you are?"

Chu Yan did not hesitate in the slightest and shot back directly.

"This Saint is the Sect Leader of the Human Religion. Without This Saint's consent, how dare you create your own Human Race Dao Tradition and take on the duty of teaching the human race? Disperse for me—!"

The attack landed, and in that instant, the terrifying fluctuations of dharma power reached their peak.

"Roar—!"

A Golden Dragon surged out from around Chu Yan's body, accompanied by a booming sound.

The Golden War God rose up from the ground.

"Taiqing, matters of the human race should be handled by us humans. What do you think you are, trying to block the way like a mantis raising its arm against a chariot?"

With a single hand, he grasped, and the Killing Spear formed in an instant.

"Today, no one can stop the Human Race Dao Tradition—not even if you are a Saint. I said so."

As he spoke, the Killing Spear instantly expanded a hundredfold.

"Break for me—!"

One spear thrust, aimed straight at the Taiji Diagram.

In that split second, the entire Primordial World trembled faintly.

The Human Race Dao Tradition burst forth with brilliant light, forcibly holding back the suppression of the Taiji Diagram.

"You are merely a Heavenly Dao Saint, yet you dare to meddle in the affairs of the human race? Taiqing, you are tired of living."

Chu Yan's aura surged without pause.

Mysterious Immortal, Golden Immortal, Quasi-Saint...

It swelled at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Countless Great Powers of the Primordial World witnessed this scene and were utterly shocked.

"Chu Yan is founding the Human Race Dao Tradition—he is about to attain sainthood on the spot."

"The human race has a Saint. Once Chu Yan becomes a Saint, all the schemes of the Heavenly Dao Saints will come to nothing."

The endless Great Powers watched this scene, filled with both anticipation and dread.

Sect Master Tongtian's Dharma Body manifested externally, and he too saw this sight, sighing inwardly.

Chu Yan truly lived up to his reputation as a dragon among men—creating his own Human Race Dao Tradition and forcing his way into sainthood.

Buzz—!

The terrifying fluctuation of human race aura instantly made Taiqing's expression shift drastically.

"Damn it, Chu Yan is actually about to attain sainthood on the spot. Suppress for me—!"

He unleashed all his dharma power, intending to suppress the Human Race Dao Tradition.

But in the next moment, his face changed dramatically.

"So strong. What kind of Dao Tradition is this, that it can rival me, a Heavenly Dao Saint?"

Chu Yan's entire body shone like a dazzling star.

"Taiqing, do you really think a mere Heavenly Dao Saint like you can suppress the Human Race Dao Tradition? You overestimate yourself."

Chu Yan's aura instantly transformed into a surging flood, rushing forward.

"Break for me—!"

Pfft—!

Taiqing spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression shifting wildly.

Then, he was kicked flying by Chu Yan, crashing straight into the Primordial World, stirring up countless clouds of dust.

"Hmph, a firefly's light dares to compete with the brilliance of the bright moon?"

Chu Yan gripped the Killing Spear, his Quasi-Saint aura churning wildly.

At that very moment, the Human Race Destiny surged upward without pause.

The Jade Plate of Creation, bound by fate, erupted with boundless light at this moment, yet it still could not stop the explosion of Human Race Destiny.

"Damn it, what kind of Dao tradition did this Chu Yan establish? This Seat's Heavenly Dao Dao Artifact can't suppress it."

Hongjun's face changed drastically. He had to stop this—if Chu Yan succeeded, all his schemes would come to nothing.

"Fellow disciples, quickly strike down the Human Race Dao Tradition!"

Taiqing's roar echoed across the entire Primordial World.

Countless living beings were shocked once more.

"What kind of Dao tradition is this? The Taiqing Saint wields an Innate Supreme Treasure and still can't suppress it."

"Look, the other Heavenly Dao Saints are making their move."

Above the nine heavens, another saintly might descended.

The Pangu Banner swelled in the wind, hurtling straight toward Chu Yan.

"Chu Yan, a mere ant dares to create your own Dao tradition? Today, I, Yuanshi, bring the Innate Supreme Treasure Pangu Banner to suppress you!"

With a furious roar, Yuanshi Tianzun charged in, old grudges and new hatreds exploding in that instant.

Pfft—

Chu Yan spat out a mouthful of blood.

Damn it. Two Innate Supreme Treasures pressing down at once—if only the Human Race Dao Tradition had already been established and had a foundation, he could break free with ease.

"Chu Yan, we've come to aid you."

The Twelve Ancestor Witches could no longer sit still. Dragging their exhausted bodies, they prepared to join the battle.

This terrified the countless living beings of the Primordial World—if the Twelve Ancestor Witches entered the fray, the entire Primordial World would suffer.

At the Demon Heavenly Court, Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Di Jun shot to their feet at the sight.

"Hmph, if the Witch Race dares to act, our Demon Race will fight you to the bloody end."

"Hmph, do you think our Witch Race is afraid of you?"