Primordial Chaos: I Am the Third Golden Crow, Steadfast and Hidden
Chapter 207

Ziwei: Didn't Your Master Give You Any Treasures?

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Purple Heaven Palace.

Upon learning of the impending great war among the Human Race, Hongjun's deep eyes flashed with a strange light.

Once Haotian defeats or even kills Ziwei, it's uncertain whether Ling Xiao will appear as a result.

If that happens, it would be a perfect two-birds-with-one-stone operation, catching them all in one fell swoop.

At that time, his scheme will not only correct the general trend of the Human Race, but also remove a thorn in his side.

In Hongjun's view, Ling Xiao was not a real threat, but rather a thorn in his side, a nuisance that could only be removed to bring relief.

" With the Human Race's problems resolved, the Witch-Demon Catastrophe are almost over..."

Hongjun's mind stirred slightly as he realized this. He had learned everything about the recent actions of the Three Pure Ones, including how they had even fooled the Minghe.

They had been doing their best for the sake of the Tribulation, and although some of their arrangements were not entirely appropriate, he could only turn a blind eye to them.

Everything is for the sake of the grand scheme of things.

Once the Witch-Demon Catastrophe over, the Heavenly Dao will be more perfect, and those anomalies and variables will no longer be a concern.

For example, the reason why Pangu Will can still cause trouble is because the current Heavenly Dao is not perfect enough.

Thinking of this, Hongjun's gaze swept across the Human Race land.

At this moment, the conflict between Haotian and Ziwei was about to erupt.

"Boom..."

With a loud shout, Haotian's pores opened, his body radiated divine light, and his hands formed a hand seal, instantly unleashing a terrifying aura.

He moved his hands, inscribing a Daoist script in the void. With a boom, a strange Daoist script appeared, accompanied by the sound of a River of Time rushing by.

That wasn't all. In an instant, he inscribed another Daoist script, and as soon as it appeared, the heavens collapsed and the starry sky trembled violently.

Near Haotian, time was disordered, the world blurred, and it seemed as if nothing existed anymore, cast into the ocean of time and years, utterly annihilated.

Ziwei's expression was solemn. Haotian was indeed worthy of being the attendant of the Dao Ancestor. This method actually contained the supreme power of time, space, and the Qiankun.

He dared not be negligent. His crown chakra was glowing, reflecting destiny. A purple Primordial Stars appeared, absorbing Chaos energy. Galaxyes appeared, connecting to form an inexplicable array.

Ziwei's aura surged rapidly, and it slammed into the attack head-on.

The mysterious light destroyed the world, vast and boundless.

In an instant, they fought their way into the endless depths of space, the aftershocks of which shook the surrounding area.

Not long after they started fighting, Haotian's expression turned serious.

Contrary to his expectations, Ziwei's power and physical strength far exceeded his imagination, reaching a terrifying level. He was not defeated in one move, nor was he able to easily crush his opponent.

"We are both Human Race were born after death, so why is your physical body so strong?" Haotian asked in surprise and anger, feeling that his opponent was not Human Race, but a Great Witch and a powerful demon with a strong physical body.

This is not a physical body that Human Race could possess; it's comparable to Innate Spiritual Treasure.

However, having transformed into Human Race, he lost his innate advantages and focused solely on cultivating his magical power, making no progress in his physical body. In the brief exchange, he suffered a great loss.

"I've already said it, the methods I possess are beyond your reach," Ziwei said, a hint of arrogance and pride on her lips, returning Haotian's words to him.

He was indeed born with the physical body of a Human Race, but after consuming the spiritual liquid transformed from the essence and blood of Sage given to him by Ling Xiao, things changed.

His cultivation level was only at the mid-stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal, but his physical strength was already comparable to that of Quasi-Sage. He was flawless, with almost no weaknesses, and incredibly strong.

Human Race born with poor physical bodies and lack innate advantages, but through repeated reshaping and transformation, they have even surpassed the level of Innate Dao Body!

Ziwei felt a strange sense of pride. So what if he was the Dao Ancestor's attendant? He was still no match for him!

"Hmph! So what if your physical body is strong? It's just brute force!" Haotian sneered, and endless fortune descended from the Kongtong Seal above his head.

He is borrowing the fortune of the Human Race to empower himself.

In the blink of an eye, Haotian's aura became vast and powerful, a testament to the wonder of the Kongtong Seal, a treasure of the Human Race.

"If you can't beat me, use external forces?" Ziwei sneered, speaking sarcastically.

"What do you mean by external force? This is my own ability. Using magical artifacts in battle is common practice. Don't you also have the Qilin Seal?"

Haotian rebuked, his face radiating righteous indignation, showing no sign of finding anything amiss.

In the Primordial World, who fights without using magical weapons?

Unless they are beings without magical artifacts.

Even Sage cannot avoid using magical weapons in battle.

There's nothing shameful about it.

Justified and confident.

"I see..." Ziwei nodded and smiled, "Since you've put it that way, wouldn't it be disrespectful of me not to use a magic weapon?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out the Primordial Measuring Ruler.

"This is..."

Haotian's face froze, his eyes revealing shock, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

"The ultimate offensive treasure of the day after tomorrow— the Primordial Measuring Ruler!"

"Along with the Heaven and Earth Exquisite Profound Yellow Pagoda, they are known as the two great Merit Supreme Treasure, one for offense and one for defense."

Ziwei even has this? Is the master behind her really that willing to part with it?

Looking back at myself...

Haotian's face was ugly. He was so envious that his scalp tingled, and his eyes were practically shining. He was shocked, angry, and a little annoyed.

I should have known better than to be so sarcastic.

He even wanted to say to Ziwei: You still look down on me, don't you...?

"What? Your master only gave you one magic weapon?"

Ziwei asked with a surprised look, unsure whether it was true or an act.

In Haotian's eyes, it was all just a deliberate attempt to disgust him.

Giving away even one magic weapon of this caliber would be generous; how many more could they possibly give?

"Damn it! Don't think that just because you have the Primordial Measuring Ruler, you can be my opponent. External forces are always just external forces!" Haotian roared in fury and launched a ferocious attack.

With the Ziwei Qilin Seal atop his head and the Primordial Measuring Ruler in his hand, Ziwei possessed two powerful magical treasures, making his divine might unstoppable.

With a sweep of its Primordial Measuring Ruler, it unleashed a primordial-like streak of energy, possessing the divine power to cleave through Chaos and generate Four Primordial Elements.

"Boom..."

With a loud bang, Haotian was sent flying, along with the seal. Even with the blessing of luck and the protection of the Kongtong Seal, he still coughed up blood and his physical body shattered.

Faced with overwhelming power, even his most prized methods proved ineffective.

"Ah!"

With a roar, Haotian frantically activated the Kongtong Seal, launching a full-force attack.

"Our leader is too powerful! At the Daluo Golden Immortal level, no one can rival him, right?" Manshan Clan roared, excitedly throwing a powerful punch that shattered a patch of void.

"Who exactly is supporting the leader? He even possesses such a powerful treasure..." Cangwu exclaimed in amazement. He would never believe that this was Ziwei's own good fortune.

On Mount Kunlun, the Three Pure Ones watched as Haotian was sent flying, and they already knew the ending.

"The situation has changed; we can't delay any longer!"

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