"In the past, Pangu could annihilate three thousand, sweeping away the Demon Gods. Do you think I can't overthrow you today?"
Xuanqing stood upon the flow of space-ti, his gaze lowered, overlooking like the Heavenly Dao, calmness harboring supre majesty.
"Ridiculous!"
A voice fell, like thunder rolling and exploding.
The skies above the Space-Ti River were filled with converging clouds and storms.
The Qing Lian swayed, and the Heavenly Creation Axe descended.
The axe blade stretched millions of zhang long, space-ti rippling endlessly.
The giant axe, filled with endless killing intent, shattered countless swords of vitality.
A ripping sound was heard, like silk being torn apart, a grand world was split open.
The sleeve of the Destruction Demon God exploded, a ferocious wound extending from his palm to his armpit, his entire arm a bloody ss, bones visible.
Swish, swish, swish~~
The Destruction Demon God retreated again.
"Kill!"
Xuanqing's sleeves billowed, blowing away the chaotic blood color, the nine heavens' clouds suddenly parted.
Heavenly light dazzled the world, like blossoming Qing Lian flowers.
In an instant, endless brilliance!
Rumble!!!
"Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
Clang!
The Destruction Demon God drew his sword against the sky, sword light multiplied by the thousands.
Vast Great Dao pressure covered the heaven and earth.
It also pressed down on Xuanqing.
Xuanqing's deep and terrifying eyes locked onto the Destruction Demon God.
He spat out a breath, "Za!"
The third sound of Heaven Creation, gods exterminated, souls eradicated!
Suddenly, in the Spiritual Platform of the Destruction Demon God, a power erupted that could annihilate all, as if all things under heaven vanished within one axe.
Bang~~
Everything was born and died, worlds vanished and erged.
The corner of the Destruction Demon God's mouth seeped blood, he was near destruction of his Dao.
"You... can't kill !" He stared at Xuanqing's figure.
Having comprehended life and death, the Destruction Demon God had reached the ultimate sublimation of his Dao, overwhelmingly powerful.
Even facing Xuanqing's Heavenly Creation Axe, he still had strength left, undefeated.
"One axe isn't enough? Then let's do it again!"
Xuanqing stood on Qing Lian, the giant axe in his hand descending from the sky, one axe after another, shining brilliantly.
The entire Space-Ti River was covered by this light, until the figure of the Destruction Demon God was completely buried.
~~~
In the Land of Infinite Chaos.
A Daoist stood before a grand hall, quietly observing the Primordial battle, the rise and fall of worlds.
Yang i Patriarch witnessed the Order Demon God's descent unleashing divine power.
He also witnessed the Destruction Demon God's move nearly overturning All Heavens World, leading countless living beings to the final calamity.
Yang i looked back.
On the high platform, there was an empty cushion.
"This old Daoist, of all tis to enter seclusion, chose this critical juncture." Yang i Daoist's tone held so complaint.
Hong Jun had been in seclusion for a long ti.
Ever since robbing from the Taiwei Constellation and successfully escaping, Hong Jun went into seclusion and hadn't erged since.
Who was the "Hong Jun" at the Flat Peach Banquet?
It was, of course, Yang i in disguise.
Yang i and Hong Jun had known each other since the Chaos Era, impersonating Hong Jun perfectly was effortless.
Even Luo Hou, sitting opposite him, did not notice.
Xuanqing sensed sothing was amiss but only thought Yang i had disappeared.
Who knew it was Hong Jun who truly vanished!
"The old Daoist hasn't shown up for so long; could it be because of the stolen Spiritual Treasure, he went into seclusion?"
Yang i paced in front of the grand hall, frequently glancing towards the Primordial direction.
He wanted to descend to the lower realm several tis but restrained himself each ti.
Until he saw the Chaos Demon Gods and the Primordial Sacred steadily being killed in battle, and the core of the entire battlefield pushed below Suru Mountain.
Until he saw the figure above the Space-Ti River wielding the Heavenly Creation Axe.
Yang i finally couldn't help but ask, "Old Daoist, aren't we joining the fray yet?"
"Luo Hou has already set up the Extermination of Immortals Formation for the second ti; aren't you worried about the Order Demon God being pre-empted?"
"The Taiwei Constellation has even used the power of the Heavenly Dao!"
"Even the Taiwei Heavenly Emperor is wielding a big axe!"
Whish~~
Whether it was Yang i's words reminding Hong Jun or Hong Jun happened to co out of seclusion.
A figure gradually appeared on the once-empty cushion.
"How are the battle conditions?" Daoist Hongjun slowly opened his eyes, looking towards the figure above the Space-Ti River.
"Oh, we're the only ones left out!"
Yang i first expressed joy, then hurriedly urged, "If you're any later, the Order Demon God will be on soone else's plate."
"If we don't join in this great battle now, do you believe the Taiwei Constellation would dare to rob us a second ti?"
"Why rush, isn't it not over yet?" Hong Jun glanced at the war inside and outside the Primordial World, then he grabbed a bamboo staff and stood up leisurely.
"Let's go, to et the old friends of the Chaos Era."
"Ah, that's more like it!"
Yang i Patriarch bead with joy, wielding his horsetail whisk with a gentle wave, opening a space-ti passage directly connected to the Primordial World.
The other end of the passage was right at the Destruction Demon God!
"Who?" The Destruction Demon God sensed danger, suddenly startled to the core.
"Your undertaker!" A horsetail whisk swept down, bursting with boundless Great Dao power, struck fiercely on the back of the Destruction Demon God, imdiately splitting skin and flesh, true blood flowing like a fountain.
The Destruction Demon God roared in rage.
"I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush." Yang i Daoist extended his hand, covering the heavenly vault, aligning with the sky curtain.
"Hmm?"
The Destruction Demon God didn't have ti to react. With a boom, he only felt his mind in utter chaos, as if his spirit was returning to silence, consciousness and flesh seed disconnected from the material and spiritual world, drawn into a mysterious and strange dinsion.
"No Interval!"
As a forr Space Demon God, Yang i used his signature divine skill.
Here, there is no interval in suffering, body, ti, or form!
The figure of the Demon God drawn into the Land of No Interval began to twist and transform.
His body and consciousness seed to penetrate the bitter sea, enduring countless reincarnations, about to be cast into an extraordinary change.
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