The Mosquito's Ambition, Is There No Other Way?

This time it's even more serious than during the Wan Qianqiu period.

The earth was torn apart, shattered into pieces, and the vast ocean raged, washing away everything on it.

"Stop! Stop right now!"

Ao Zhan raised his hand and pointed, intending to suppress the waters of the Four Seas. As the overlord of the seas, this was a basic maneuver.

However, his supernatural powers failed. Under the influence of the Lord of Myriad Demons, the waters of the Four Seas gradually turned black, carrying a corrosive power, and became uncontrollable.

"Get out of my way, watch me!"

Zhulong made his move, but the slap in the face came very quickly. No matter how hard he tried, he could not calm the raging sea.

He stared at everything in disbelief, unable to comprehend what was happening before him.

The seawater, which was once so familiar, has somehow become so strange.

The unfamiliarity frightened him.

The towering seawater poured into the earth, corroding countless lives, but remained unaffected by the area suppressed by the Eternal Bell.

"Summon the clan leader!" Zhulong thought of Ao Qing and wanted her to quell the rebellion.

Without him saying anything, Ao Qing had already made her move. With a flick of her jade hand, she conjured a forbidden wall to isolate the waters of the Four Seas.

"The Primordial World has reached a critical juncture of life and death; let us all join forces!"

Ziwei flew up and stood in the void, solemnly shouting.

Everyone nodded, no longer hesitating, and unleashed their magical treasures and supernatural powers to begin fighting against the great calamity of heaven and earth.

"Where did Mosquito Daoist go? Why is he nowhere to be found?" Kong Xuan shouted, but he couldn't find Mosquito Daoist anywhere.

"That damn mosquito probably ran away in fear. Let's ignore it for now and settle the score with it later!"

Qiangliang roared angrily, boldly calling it a dead mosquito. He was also at the Primordial Taiji realm and wasn't particularly afraid.

No one paid attention to the little incident, and everyone threw themselves into the battle to save the Primordial World.

The Primordial Myriad Dao Tree swayed its branches and leaves, releasing boundless laws. Great Dao runes drifted outwards like snowflakes, Mending the Heavens and resisting the corrosive forces.

Everyone is working hard. Ziwei is sailing the Boat of the Other Shore, braving the wind and waves, and the seawater cannot corrode it. She is going everywhere to rescue those in distress.

At the same time, Mosquito Daoist left the Primordial World with a strange and grotesque expression. Looking back at the tragic state of the world, a cold disdain appeared on his lips.

Then, without looking back, he flew towards Chaos. During this time, he stole a great deal of the blood of the Lord of Myriad Demons, which was a corrosive poison to others.

But for him, a mosquito, it was an enormous treasure, a rare gem. The terrifying power contained in his blood was something that no divine object or elixir could rival.

So, after collecting enough blood, Mosquito Daoist immediately took covert action, leaving the Primordial Land and heading towards Chaos.

Only in Chaos is it safe to act, but at this moment Ling Xiao is engaged in a fierce battle with the Lord of Myriad Demons and has no time to worry about him.

Mosquito Daoist's smile widened, his small mouth twisted slightly, and his aura became more refined.

For others, this was a cataclysmic disaster, but for him, it was an incredible opportunity, an opportunity he couldn't have obtained even if he begged for it.

Once we find a safe place to refine the demonic blood, I'll be at least one of the top three strongest beings in the world.

However, this is contingent on Ling Xiao surviving this calamity.

But in Mosquito Daoist's view, it was almost impossible. He felt a little regretful that he could not personally wash away the humiliation that Ling Xiao had brought upon him.

It really doesn't feel right.

At this moment, Mosquito Daoist actually hoped that Ling Xiao wouldn't die so quickly, so that he could witness his rise to power.

The thought of utterly humiliating them and trampling the high and mighty Dao Venerable underfoot is exhilarating.

The Mosquito Daoist could no longer resist. With a whoosh, he accelerated and plunged into the Chaos, disappearing from sight.

Ling Xiao was not alerted by Mosquito Daoist's escape, as he was fully focused on battling the Lord of Myriad Demons.

The battle was extremely fierce and brutal. Seeing the state of the Primordial World, Ling Xiao felt somewhat anxious.

If things continue like this, even without the Lord of Myriad Demons, the entire Primordial World will collapse, leading to the end of its era.

After the collapse of the Primordial World, the Heavenly Dao will naturally disappear as well, and the perfect world he painstakingly built will be lost forever.

This is definitely not what Ling Xiao wanted to see.

Because this might be related to the path ahead, the key to attaining the Great Dao Realm.

Therefore, Ling Xiao would never allow the Primordial World to Destruction.

Otherwise, he would have run away long ago.

"Haha, Ling Xiao... The power of the Heavenly Dao is rapidly declining, and it will inevitably be devoured by me. Do you feel despair at this moment?"

"This is the absolute power bestowed upon me by the Great Dao. No matter how strong you are, you are no match for me!"

The Lord of Myriad Demons spoke slowly and deliberately, a playful sneer on his face.

He had calmed down and saw Ling Xiao's predicament and urgency, which was exactly what he wanted to see. It was like watching prey struggle for its life in front of it, its desperate state greatly pleasing to the Lord of Myriad Demons.

The Lord of Myriad Demons had been waiting for this moment since the beginning, and now it had finally arrived.

Seeing Ling Xiao lose his composure and start to get anxious, he felt even better than if he had eaten an ice-cold watermelon.

Nothing is absolute; isn't it a bit too early to start celebrating halfway through?

Ling Xiao replied with a cold laugh.

The Lord of Myriad Demons was slightly taken aback, somewhat confused about what Ling Xiao meant by "champagne." He didn't think much of it, assuming that Ling Xiao had been beaten to the point of being delirious and was now talking nonsense.

"I will let you die a little slower, so you can witness the destruction of the Primordial World firsthand. What do you say?"

The Lord of Myriad Demons stopped, his majestic form standing tall in the void, radiating waves of black tribulation, like a black sun, relentlessly corroding heaven and earth.

This force is unavoidable and impossible to stop.

"Whether I can see it or not is uncertain, but you definitely won't see it."

"Origin-Devouring Beast!"

With a loud shout, Ling Xiao unleashed a white, fluffy Origin-Devouring Beast that tore through the void and burst forth from above the Lord of Myriad Demons, its mouth instantly opening to an infinitely large size as it descended upon the Lord of Myriad Demons.

All of this happened very quickly, in the blink of an eye.

The Lord of Myriad Demons reacted, his body swelled, and his six eyes shot out black mystical light that pierced through time and space, unleashing a torrent of Daoist techniques.

Between them, the endless void was shattered, forming a massive vortex where the two forces collided and clashed.

The Origin-Devouring Beast's gaping maw remained open for a long time because the Lord of Myriad Demons' massive hand was pressing against its mouth.

"You beast, you also wish to devour me?"

With a loud shout, the Destruction light in his eyes rushed into the Origin-Devouring Beast's mouth, like a sharp blade of the Great Dao, causing widespread destruction.

Boom...

Ling Xiao, wielding the Chaos-Disrupting Ancient Halberd, charged forward and pierced through the Lord of Myriad Demons with a single blow. Then, he shook the halberd, unleashing terrifying power that shattered the Lord of Myriad Demons' physical body.

"Ah..."

The Lord of Myriad Demons roared, summoning back another avatar that had been hunting down the Heavenly Dao. They merged into one, instantly unleashing terrifying power that sent Ling Xiao and the Origin-Devouring Beast flying.

Ling Xiao, who was sent flying backward, looked grim. Was there really no other way?