The battle continued. Boundless Dao light illuminated Chaos, reminding many living beings of the day Pangu split heaven and earth. The majestic axe light cleaved open heaven and earth, while the Chaos God-Demons who had come to interfere with him were turned into showers of blood beneath its radiance.
All that could be seen between heaven and earth was blood.
And today, this battle likewise involved more than a dozen Hongmeng Great Dao Saints. In particular, it included not only Jiang Ming, who had one foot in the Pangu Realm.
There was also Dao Ancestor Hongjun, a Saint whose Hongmeng Great Dao had reached perfection, as well as Ancestral Witches, Taiqing Daode Tianzun, Sect Master Tongtian, Yuanshi Tianzun, and others who had evolved from fragments of Pangu's flesh, blood, and Primordial Spirit. Each possessed tremendous potential and wielded Innate Supreme Treasures as they fought Jiang Ming desperately.
Jiang Ming was naturally furious. Did they really think he could no longer wield his blade? Did these foolish fools think that killing him would let them steal his Dao Fruit? Did they truly believe he was merely a Chaos Heavenly Demon God? The various Primordial Dao Fruits he had cultivated in other universes were no pushovers either.
The Imperial Emperor Dao could command all Daos.
The Buddhist and demonic paths stood separated by a single thought. With a single thought, he could make his opponent suffer qi deviation and fall into madness.
There were also the laws of time, space, destiny, and more that he had mastered.
At this moment, this great battle seemed to affect the flow of the Primordial Wilderness's river of time and space. The river fractured; an instant became eternity, and time seemed frozen at this very moment.
Within the Primordial Wilderness, many powerful living beings clenched their