The Final Hand Behind the Scenes

Before Mount Shouyang, the powerful figures refused to retreat and pressed towards Xuandu.

The Kongtong Seal is right before our eyes, just one step away. How can we back down because of a junior?

"You are courting death!"

Xuandu frowned, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He was furious. As a disciple of Sage, he had come here by the will of Heaven, yet he was being looked down upon like this.

That's incredibly disrespectful!

"Who will live and who will die is still unknown. Don't assume that just because your realm is higher than ours, you have a sure victory!"

The Duke of the East roared angrily, then shouted to the assembled warriors, "How about we join forces to eliminate him first, and then settle our differences afterward?"

That's exactly what I was thinking!

The crowd roared, then unleashed their magical weapons and charged forward to attack.

"Hmph! A bunch of stubborn old fogies!"

Xuandu roared, his Dao body radiating immortal light, releasing the full aura of Quasi-Sage. He directly attacked, striking towards Duke of the East.

"Boom..."

An immeasurable killing intent descended, obscuring the sky and darkening the sky above Mount Shouyang.

The Duke of the East looked terrified, brandishing his Dragon-Headed Staff and roaring like thunder, "Fellow Daoists, attack together! We must not let him defeat us one by one!"

Upon hearing this, the powerful figures did not hesitate. In fact, even without the Duke of the East's words, Xuandu's offensive had already affected them.

The situation is urgent; this is not the time for intrigue and backstabbing.

Buzzing...

Numerous powerful figures flew through the air and burrowed underground, unleashing their full power. Although they were only at the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, many of them were Quasi-Sage in their previous lives and were very experienced.

By joining forces, they actually managed to block the attack.

"Um?"

Xuandu's gaze shifted slightly, then he let out a soft shout, his power surging and his magic flowing, as if the source of his power had been pried open.

Amidst the rumbling sounds, it continuously released divine light, like the surging and turbulent divine power of a volcanic eruption, mixed with his own Dao patterns, in countless strands.

Xuandu moved and disappeared from the mountaintop. When he reappeared, he was already beside a powerful being. He raised his hand and pointed, with chains of divine order wrapped around his fingers. His feet were treading on beams of rule. His whole body seemed to be surrounded by dense lightning, but in fact, those were all traces of the Dao.

"Sizzle!"

With a soft sound, the powerful being's head was pierced and exploded between heaven and earth.

Then Xuandu raised his hand again and crushed another powerful figure to death. He used this cruel method of torture to vent his anger.

In his previous life, he naturally wouldn't have had the power to do such a thing, but now he does.

Xuandu completely let loose, his killing intent surging, and he showed no mercy in his attacks. With his master backing him up, he was not afraid of making enemies with any powerful figures.

Today he will tell the world that he will prove with this battle that his existence is equally dazzling and no less than anyone else's.

Kill him! Kill him!

Qiangliang Zhurong roared, "Just the fact that Xuandu is a disciple of the Three Pure Ones is enough to make him die. What's more, he wants to steal their opportunity, which is adding insult to injury!"

This was a desperate battle, with many powerful figures unleashing their most powerful techniques.

Blood flowed like a river, and the air was filled with bloody aura. With a long roar, the Minghe actually broke through to the perfect realm of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

Upon seeing this, Fuxi gritted his teeth, took out the Lotus Lantern, removed the wick, and swallowed it. Swallowing the wick of the Lotus Lantern would grant one ten thousand years of magical power, but it would soon become a useless lamp. It would require the blood of the person who swallowed the wick to possibly restore it and achieve the state of "Human-Lamp Unity".

This method is somewhat dangerous and will not be used unless absolutely necessary. Fuxi originally intended to save it for the final moment to secure victory.

But the moment is now even more critical.

"As expected of a reincarnated powerful being, he's truly troublesome!"

Xuandu's face was grim, filled with a chilling killing intent. He then summoned the Qiankun Map and suppressed the attack.

He was the first person in history to need to use a magical artifact to strike down an opponent from above.

This great battle lasted a long time and did not turn out to be a one-sided affair as many people had expected.

After all, a Quasi-Sage should be able to easily crush Daluo Golden Immortal, but there were too many of them, and powerful figures like Minghe and Duke of the East were very resilient and had experience from their previous lives, so the stalemate lasted for a long time.

The fighting atmosphere on Mount Shouyang gradually diminished. Many powerful figures were either blasted apart or rendered powerless, their blood splattering in the void and staining the blue sky red.

"It's over. The Sage's disciple, Xuandu, has won. With his Quasi-Sage realm and magical treasures, he is indeed beyond the reach of even Daluo Golden Immortal."

The powerful figures watching the battle at Mount Shouyang sighed, already convinced of the situation; it was only a matter of time before Minghe and his forces were defeated.

Even Xuandu himself thought so; at this moment, his aura was somewhat weak, indicating that he had expended a lot of energy.

"It is fate; I will be the final victor..."

Xuandu was filled with emotion, feeling a sense of sublimation. Through the trials of this battle, his Daoist techniques had become more complete and mature.

Laozi of Mount Kunlun watched all this with considerable satisfaction. His only disciple had finally made some progress and had not disappointed him.

The Two Western Sages, Tongtian, Nuwa, and other Sage all sighed with regret. Even if they were unwilling, they had to admit that Laozi had succeeded.

No one could stop Xuandu from obtaining the Kongtong Seal and ascending to the grand ceremony.

At this moment, in the Primordial World, billions of living beings were watching this scene, including countless Human Race, their expressions filled with shock and reluctance.

Just then, a golden light shot out, cleaving through the sky in an instant!

Too fast, beyond time, shattering Eternal.

This golden light was extremely terrifying, its destructive power astonishing, too fierce, overwhelming and unstoppable.

Xuandu, who was suppressing his opponent and preparing to end the battle, was caught off guard at the most critical moment. His head was immediately severed, his soul was destroyed, and blood rained down.

"This..."

The Qiangliang figures were stunned. Minghe, Duke of the East, Fuxi, and Qiangliang all stared in shock.

What's going on?

Silence!

At this moment, the world seemed to fall into an awkward silence, as if it had frozen in time.

All living beings stared blankly, Ruomu, their hearts churning with turbulent waves that were difficult to quell.

Xuandu's corpse fell to the ground, and beside him floated a golden magical artifact, its heads intertwined like scissors, its tail twisted like a rope, protected by auspicious clouds and auspicious energy.

"Haha... kill you Kongtong Seal will be ours!"

A loud laugh rang out, shaking the heavens and the earth. Then everyone could see two figures flying out from the mountainside, holding magical treasures that shimmered with golden light.

One person Lion-Headed Being and the body of a White Elephant. Then the White Elephant -man raised his hand and pointed, and the golden scissor-shaped magic weapon flew back into his hand. He flicked his trunk and said in a high-pitched voice.

"After waiting so long, I finally caught him."

"I'll deliver the final blow!"

The Purple Hammer in the Lion-Headed Being's head struck the void, unleashing a bolt of purple lightning that shattered Xuandu's physical body into dust with a deafening boom.

They did all this as if no one else was around, leaving the group of powerful figures completely dumbfounded.

Full of question marks, and a belly full of doubts.

Where did these two things come from?