Above the chaotic starry sky, earth-shattering divine thunder resounded endlessly, shaking all living beings.
It directly rendered Hongjun speechless.
"..."
"..."
"..."
In an instant, the nine heavens and ten earths, the four seas and eight wastes, and all the myriad races of the Primordial Desolation fell silent.
Some stared blankly, their eyes hollow, lost in painful memories.
Others gritted their teeth, fire spitting from their eyes, filled with hatred and unwillingness.
Some, overcome with emotion, wept bitterly, sighing and wringing their hands.
Finally, they became enraged! All eyes widened in fury, and anger erupted!
The crowd was stirred!
That's right!
Under the great trend of the Heavenly Dao, why should the races of the Primordial Desolation be destined for annihilation?
Why could the myriad Sages of the heavens, with a single thought, bestow life or death upon all, and with a single moment, manipulate the fate of all living beings?
Why!? Why?! Why!!! (Roaring)
In the deepest part of the East Sea seabed.
In the bone-chilling Dragon Abyss.
Zhulong, the Ancestor who was eternally imprisoned here due to the immeasurable karma he had accumulated over the years, thrashed his massive, crimson dragon body wildly, struggling and roaring.
As he thrashed, he instantly pulled on hundreds of millions of icy iron chains, creating a harsh "clanging" sound. The chains tore through the layers of seawater, raising sky-obscuring waves.
These iron chains were forged from the laws of karma!
Some pierced his collarbones...
Others threaded through his coiling dragon body...
Some even dug into his flesh and blood, restraining his physical form, and burrowing deep into his Primordial Spirit, sealing it!
Terrifying and horrifying to the extreme!
Zhulong wanted to struggle, but he couldn't break free from the restraints.
However, after hearing a single speech.
His originally turbid and ancient crimson dragon eyes suddenly shone with light. His pupils were filled with endless rage, and his roars were laced with boundless hatred!
Once upon a time.
He had personally witnessed countless Dragon clan brethren perish in calamities, their blood staining the heavens and earth!
And all of this was due to the schemes of the Sages and the Heavenly Dao!
Truly hateful!
Truly detestable!
"Screech—"
Concurrently, at the Southern Bright Undying Volcano, amidst the scorching magma.
Phoenix Mother flapped her wings and soared high, her fiery red plumage entwined with endless Southern Bright Li Fire. Her flames blazed fiercely, and a sharp glint flashed in her phoenix eyes. In her deep, sorrowful pupils...
Reflected the tragic scenes of the Phoenix clan members burning to death in the great calamities of heaven and earth!
Recalling all the unbearable past events, Phoenix Mother's heart was cut like a knife. Her phoenix eyes gradually turned crimson, then were replaced by a cold light. She felt the same pain, her eyes filled with intense hatred!
As two flowers bloom, each tells its own story.
At this moment, at the bottom of Qilin Cliff on Mount Buzhou.
The elder Qilin, Tude Qilin, threw away the peach wood staff in his hand. His hunched body trembled uncontrollably. With a shake, he transformed into his Qilin true form, roaring towards the sky, venting the depression and unwillingness in his heart!
To hell with the Heavenly Dao!
To hell with the myriad Sages of the heavens!
On the other side, on the coast of the East Sea.
In the ancestral land of the Human race.
The Three Ancestors of the Human Race and countless humans were also filled with righteous indignation and resentment!
Whether it was the three Innate Clans of Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin.
Or the billions of humans.
They had awakened!
At this moment, they had all awakened!!
However...
Dao Ancestor Hongjun, however, was completely unaware of this.
His Dharma body stood majestically in the center of the Wu-Demon battlefield, proud at the absolute peak of the chaotic starry sky. From his lofty position, he indifferently observed all living beings and everything in heaven and earth, looking down on everything with disdain, as arrogant and unconquerable as ever!
Facing Chen Xuan's incessant questioning, Hongjun's Dharma body grew colder, and the killing intent in his eyes was difficult to conceal.
In Hongjun's view, He was the spokesperson for the future Heavenly Dao.
The current Dao Ancestor of the Primordial Desolation.
The leader of the Xuanmen!
Therefore, he naturally had to wield supreme killing intent, act on behalf of Heaven, and control the destiny of all realms in the Primordial Desolation!
As long as everything in heaven and earth was within the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao's operation, he would not care about anything else. Over the endless years, the countless innocent lives that had tragically died were merely a string of cold numbers to him.
Even more so, they didn't even exist as recorded numbers.
What he had to do now was to kill all variables in the Primordial Desolation, correct the chaos, and return the Wu-Demon situation to its proper course!
At all costs!
"Stubborn and obstinate, have you finished speaking? If you have, then you can begin your repentance!"
Not long after.
A cold, indifferent, and emotionless reprimand suddenly echoed in the area.
As the voice fell, Hongjun's Dharma body moved!
He raised his hand, blocking out the sky and eclipsing the sun, like a hundred thousand ancient divine mountains suddenly pressing down!
Carrying a terrifying and boundless Sage's pressure, heavy beyond measure, he fiercely slammed down towards the direction of the Ancestor Witches!
Boom! Boom boom!!!
The void shattered inch by inch, echoing with rolling thunder. This star domain was once again reduced to primordial chaos, stirring up endless wind, earth, water, and fire, enacting scenes of terrifying world-ending destruction.
"You want to touch my family? Old man Hongjun, you're not worthy! Get lost—"
"Repent? Repent your mother's ancestral grave!! You're the one who should be repenting!!!"
The supreme Sage's killing intent, nearly at the fifth or sixth heaven of Hun Yuan Da Luo, surged forward relentlessly. Chen Xuan stood firm like the Pillar of the Primordial Desolation, Mount Buzhou, his expression unchanged even as Mount Tai collapsed before him.
After his furious roar, facing Hongjun's killing blow, he advanced instead of retreating. He activated his Slaughter True Body, the divine light of his treasures shining brilliantly around him, pushing his combat power to its absolute limit. He decisively took a step forward, resolutely shielding the Ancestor Witches behind him!
With a deafening "bang," Hongjun's sky-obscuring hand heavily pressed down on the Slaughter True Body. Boundless calamity energy and immortal laws continuously intertwined and collided.
It was like billions of ancient stars violently crashing into each other, unleashing unparalleled power that swept across the heavens of the Primordial Desolation, terrifying beyond measure.
Although the Slaughter True Body was indeed brave and invincible, comparable to the killing power of a Hun Yuan Sage, it had been significantly depleted from its previous fierce battle with the six Sages of Heaven and Earth. How could it possibly withstand the might of Hongjun's Dharma body now?
"Crack!—"
Not long after, a sound like shattering glass, clear and resonant, suddenly echoed through the vast starry sky.
Upon closer inspection, the Slaughter True Body was shattering inch by inch, revealing bloodstains as thick as bowls!
Under the impact of this vast killing pressure, even a wisp of leaked energy caused the Ancestor Witches to suffer, each groaning and spitting blood incessantly.
"Withdraw, do not make one mistake after another, do not be obstinate!"
"If you withdraw now and obediently transform into reincarnation, it is not too late!"
Hongjun spoke again, his tone still indifferent, the killing intent in his eyes growing even fiercer.
If "Houtu" insisted on not retreating, he would not hesitate to gamble with the severe price of backlash from the Great Dao's will, and he would still kill this Slaughter True Body, decisively settling the Wu-Demon battle and correcting the chaos!
"Senior Chen Xuan... if it really doesn't work, perhaps we should... accept our fate!"
At this moment, Houtu's true form's pupils constricted, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably. Her slender jade hand covered her lips, trembling as tears streamed down her face. She truly couldn't bear it and wanted to persuade Chen Xuan to give up and surrender.
After all, She had finally seen and understood along the way...
Human strength has its limits!
How could a tiny ant dare to shake the might of heaven?
How could the faint light of a firefly contend with the bright moon?!
The might of heaven is like a prison! The might of heaven is like a prison!
To have reached this point today under Chen Xuan's leadership, making the Wu clan famous throughout heaven and earth, Houtu was already very satisfied!
She no longer dared to wish for anything more!
"Senior!"
"I'm begging you!"
"We directly accept..."
Houtu's choked sobs continued to echo.
But before Houtu could utter the words that had reached her lips, Chen Xuan roared in anger the next moment—
"Shut up!"
"Accept fate? Heh, accept that bird's fate! My fate is mine to control, not Heaven's!!!"
"Whether I live or die, I decide!!!"
"To hell with the Heavenly Dao! To hell with Hongjun! Kill me if you dare! Come and kill me if you have the guts!!"
"Come onnnnnnn!!!"
His roars shook the heavens.
But they still couldn't shake the magnificent sage's might.
After listening, Hongjun's face, covered in frost, instantly turned several degrees colder, and killing intent flared in his eyes!
"Do you really think this ancestor dares not kill you!!!"
He roared in a deep voice.
Hongjun's expression suddenly turned fierce, and he decisively made his move!
Facing Chen Xuan's repeated provocations, he truly dared to kill!
Did he really kill?
Did he kill?
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