Fuxi Was an Ancient Heavenly Venerable

He swallowed a crimson sun, and the Solar Yang Holy Power coursing through him surged instantly. It overwhelmed his Lunar Yin Holy Power, slowing the Primordial saint's descent into madness.

"Wake up!"

Great Saint Qianlun seized the chance to release a dragon's roar. He loosened the Shackles on the Man-Demon, letting the dragon-shaped Dao patterns rise into the air one by one.

Crack...

A string of crisp snaps rang out. The scarlet divine chains slowly slackened, and a glimmer of clarity surfaced in Dongfang Taiyi's eyes. The savage aura around him gradually subsided.

"Dongfang Taiyi... you did it!"

Great Saint Qianlun cried out. He could not help taking a frightened step back, but when he turned and saw Gai Jiuyou, some of his fear faded. He did not flee.

Dongfang Taiyi was simply too powerful. In Primordial Antiquity, when mighty figures were as numerous as clouds and Ancestral Kings stood everywhere, he had roamed the world unhindered. He had killed many Ancestral Kings, including a Great Saint who had nearly set foot on the path to proving his Dao.

By day, Dongfang Taiyi had been a god; by night, a demon. Yet after cultivating Yin and Yang together, he was still alive.

The Great Saints of every race had mobilized, and the Myriad Dragon Nest had even deployed an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon. Only when Great Saint Qianlun joined forces with his father, who had stood a hair's breadth from becoming a Quasi-Emperor, had they barely managed to suppress Dongfang Taiyi.

That, too, had been at dusk, when the Man-Demon's mind was clouded and he was at his weakest. Had he been at his peak, no Great Saint would have dared provoke him.

If he was this formidable while mad, what kind of Dao Fruit would success bring?

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