A Clash of Origins, Half the Primordial World Will
Ling Xiao and Houtu clashed with magical power, competing in their very essence.
This kind of clash of fundamental forces is extremely dangerous, leaving no room for maneuver or retreat, unlike ordinary battles of supernatural powers where one can withdraw at any time.
Once the fundamental sources clash, they fight relentlessly. No amount of wisdom or supernatural power will be of any use; the contest is all about the sheer power and strength of one's own fundamental source.
Whoever possesses a strong and abundant source of power will be victorious.
Houtu possesses both the Earth and Human Paths, occupying two-thirds of the primordial power of the prehistoric Primordial World; her own magical power is naturally beyond question.
She wanted to use this method to decide the outcome, to completely crush Ling Xiao and leave him no room to maneuver.
Because Houtu was well aware of Ling Xiao's power and unpredictability, she had turned the tide countless times when she seemed to be at a disadvantage.
Therefore, we cannot give him a chance to delay; we must suppress him directly in this way and end the battle.
Houtu believed that as long as Ling Xiao was at the same level as her, both in the Primordial Taiji, she would have a huge advantage.
Bearing the power of both paths, one is the ruler in the Primordial World, controlling everything.
Especially when it comes to the power of one's very foundation, there's no way they can lose.
Ling Xiao did not back down at all and accepted the challenge without hesitation, which surprised Houtu and even made her secretly happy, as it was exactly what she wanted.
Even the most discerning experts were stunned, thinking Ling Xiao had gone mad.
In their view, even if Ling Xiao's magical power was inferior to Houtu's,
However, even though it is the supreme realm of Primordial Taiji, one can still maneuver around even if one cannot win, and even retreat unscathed to start over.
There's absolutely no need for risky tactics or a direct confrontation with Houtu to test the power of their origins.
Because it's risky; if you lose, your life could be in danger, or your foundation could be damaged.
This thing is like a self-destruction; once it starts, it's hard to stop, and the released magic power isn't so easy to take back.
Everyone was watching with bated breath, and the power between the two continued to grow.
Ling Xiao's long hair flew wildly, his large hand tightly pressed against her jade-like hand, creating a powerful suction.
The forces between the two surged wildly, causing violent explosions to erupt continuously at the point where their palms met. With each explosion, the Qiankun seemed to collapse.
Houtu's body was stunningly beautiful, and the Dharma image behind her was filled with the aura of Ancient God. The entire Primordial World trembled and resonated with her, continuously providing the power of the origin.
She seemed to want to pour all her power into Ling Xiao's body, to burst him apart and crush him to pieces.
All of time and space was frozen in time.
Even the aura generated from their clash of origins terrified Yang Mei, Minghe, Time, and Creation, all Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, who feared being caught in the crossfire.
Fortunately, the clash between Ling Xiao and Houtu created a domain, preventing the power from leaking out; otherwise, the world would have been turned upside down.
Even Sage would be severely injured if he entered.
"Ling Xiao, I possess the power of the Earthly Dao and the Human Path, occupying most of the origin of the Primordial World. You shouldn't be fighting me for origin." Houtu said coldly, her face expressionless.
"Once you start, it won't be so easy to back out. If you agree to my previous conditions, we can end things peacefully."
She continued to persuade Ling Xiao, hoping he would surrender and leave the Primordial World, seemingly unwilling to fight to the bitter end.
Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao forced a smile and said, "There's no way you can make me back down. Besides, how can you be so sure you can definitely beat me?"
"Don't forget, I also have the Heavenly Dao!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying power erupted from Ling Xiao's body. He drew upon the power of the Heavenly Dao and began to exert pressure.
In an instant, he, who was originally at a disadvantage, began to show signs of gaining the upper hand.
Houtu frowned slightly, her Dharma form erupted in anger, and an even more surging source power burst forth, frantically bombarding Ling Xiao's body.
It was faintly visible that the entire Primordial World was being drawn by an inexplicable force, causing an invisible yet vast mist to rise and converge towards Houtu.
This is the power of the Primordial World, resonating with Houtu and amplifying her power.
The great masters like Minghe and Yang Mei saw through this at a glance and realized it; their expressions immediately became quite interesting.
"The Empress Houtu controls most of the power of the Primordial World, so Ling Xiao is essentially fighting against the very origin of the Primordial World."
"Once this force erupts, it will be enough to burst him apart, leaving him no chance of recovery."
Minghe laughed loudly, pleased that Houtu had gained the upper hand, and even more grateful that he had chosen the Houtu.
He even mocked Yang Mei, "Willow Tree Spirit, where's your bravado from before? With Ling Xiao dead, you're next."
"To abandon a perfectly good Space Demon God and become someone else's flute-playing attendant is utterly disgraceful to a demon god!"
He wore a mocking expression, classifying himself as a half-demon, ashamed to be associated with such beings.
"Flute-playing boy? I'll play your mother's flute!" Yang Mei was not tolerant at all and immediately started cursing.
"Even at my worst, I'm still stronger than you. You're supposed to be half a Chaos Demon God, yet you're serving as a lackey of Pangu's descendant. What a disgrace!"
He launched into a tirade of abuse.
I was already in a bad mood, and then Minghe came along and started provoking me. Wasn't he just asking for trouble?
His Yang Mei were no sign of some kind of high-class demon god.
"You... you're using vulgar language!" Minghe was furious and shocked. He hadn't expected that a simple sarcastic remark would be met with such a scathing insult from Yang Mei.
Doesn't he have a bit of the air of a master?
"Hehe, but I can understand how you feel. It's understandable that you'd be upset if your master is dying, and you might get emotional in the process."
"Let me give you a piece of advice: you can still escape now, otherwise once Ling Xiao is suppressed and killed by Empress Houtu, you'll never have another chance."
Minghe, Styx magnanimously refrained from confronting Yang Mei and instead advised him to run away.
This is confidence and composure that comes from the depths of one's soul.
Enjoy the superior thrill of playing cat and mouse.
Yang Mei's face was grim and somewhat gloomy. He also felt that the situation was unfavorable, but a voice in his heart seemed to be telling him not to run.
"Minghe! Why don't you and I have a duel? Let me see where your confidence comes from."
Yang Mei in anger, then laughed, wanting to fight the Minghe. No matter what, he'd give it a good beating first.
Upon hearing this, Minghe's smile froze, and he curled his lip, saying, "I have no desire for pointless fighting."
"The outcome between you and me doesn't determine anything."
Having said that, Minghe waved his sleeve and turned away, coming quietly and leaving quietly, without taking away a single cloud.
At the same time, after Houtu mobilized the power of the Primordial Origin, her aura became even more magnificent, giving her a feeling of being akin to Pangu.
Vast magical power surged continuously, pouring into Ling Xiao's body.
Houtu gave Ling Xiao no chance to resist, intending to burst him apart in one fell swoop.
At this point in the battle, there is absolutely no turning back; only a victor must be determined and one side will fall.
But no matter how much she calculated, she couldn't possibly know how many trump cards and methods Ling Xiao possessed.