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"boom--!"

In an instant, the Thirty-Six-Petaled Black Lotus of Destruction manifested, within which the power of the Great Dao of Destruction was brewing: "Divine Light of Destruction!"

Just as the destructive divine light was about to touch Ying Zheng, a phantom image of a thirty-six-petaled Primordial Purple Lotus appeared between his brows. The purple-clad figure sat upright on the lotus platform, manipulating the Primordial Purple Lotus to block the divine light.

"Bam—!"

At the same time, the purple-robed figure formed a hand seal, gathering the power of the Primordial Dao to condense into the Primordial Purple Extreme Divine Light: "It is impolite not to retaliate, Rahu, you too shall take one of my moves!"

The Primordial Purple Divine Light arrived instantly, piercing straight towards Rahu. However, Rahu's robes billowed with numerous demonic marks, completely devouring the Purple Divine Light. Rahu then scoffed, "A mere grain of rice dares to rival the moon's brilliance? How laughable!"

Seeing that Luo Hou showed no sign of backing down, Ying Zheng felt a sense of helplessness: "This fellow is still going on and on!"

It should be noted that Ying Zheng is currently suppressing his primordial weakness to fight Luo Hou. If the stalemate continues, his weakness will inevitably be exposed. At that time, those covetous individuals will likely swarm in and devour him.

Therefore, Ying Zheng hardened his heart, and his already incomplete source of power ignited once more: "I am the master of destiny, and I will determine your fate!"

As the chanting began, the mysterious and unpredictable River of Destiny manifested in the void, flowing around Ying Zheng. Seeing the River of Destiny appear, Luo Hou's eyes gleamed with fighting spirit—he wanted to see just how profound the Great Dao of Destiny was, and how vast the power of the River of Destiny was.

"I declare: To be defeated by the Demon-Slaying Spear is your destiny, Rahu!"

Ying Zheng's words were sharp and forceful, and the omnipresent power of destiny suddenly locked onto Luo Hou. Instantly, the God-Slaying Spear in Luo Hou's hand emitted a mournful cry, its spirituality obscured by the power of destiny, and its killing power diminished accordingly. Meanwhile, the Dao-Breaking Spear in Ying Zheng's hand surged with spirituality, and its Dao-breaking power more than doubled.

With the balance shifting, the Breaking Dao Spear deflected the God-Slaying Spear, its momentum continuing as it pierced straight into Rahu's head!

Luo Hou instinctively wanted to summon the Thirty-Sixth Grade Destruction Black Lotus to resist, but Ying Zheng decisively shouted: "River of Destiny, suppress!"

In an instant, endless threads of fate entangled the Black Lotus of Destruction, causing it to slow down for a moment. Meanwhile, Ying Zheng's Breaking Dao Spear pierced through Luo Hou's head, causing it to explode like a crushed melon.

Then, Luo Hou's physical body returned to nothingness, reassembling in the demonic realm. However, his face was pale and his aura weak, clearly indicating that the injuries caused by the Breaking Dao Spear were severe. Luo Hou stared intently at Ying Zheng, and for the first time, a deep sense of dread appeared in his eyes when he looked at the River of Destiny.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng stood with his spear in hand, his posture proud, and said, "What, do you still want to fight?"

Seeing that Ying Zheng seemed about to move again, Luo Hou's expression shifted between light and shadow before he finally turned and merged into the demonic path, his demonic aura vanishing in an instant. Ying Zheng, then supported by Donghuang Taiyi, retreated.

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, Dao Ancestor Hongjun witnessed this scene and looked pleased: "Very good, everything is proceeding as I expected."

Just then, the power of endless space and time converged here, and the voice of Ancestor Yangmei echoed in the hall: "Did you ever expect that I would make my move at this moment?"

Hongjun vaguely saw the ever-flowing River of Time and Space appear, upon which stood a towering Chaos Willow, its trunk revealing an aged face. The omnipresent power of time and space pressed down, but the Jade Disc of Creation above Hongjun's head emitted a seven-colored radiance, minimizing the influence of the River of Time and Space.

Hongjun frowned and looked at Yangmei Ancestor tentatively, "Yangmei, what is the meaning of this? I helped you before."

Yang Mei, the patriarch, scoffed upon hearing this: "Your assistance is also tinged with malice! Do you really think I don't know? You want to lure me into using your method to refine the River of Time and Space, ultimately turning me into your puppet. This debt will be settled today!"

In an instant, countless branches and leaves of the Chaos Willow attacked Hongjun like whips. Each swing of those willow branches, which bore the power of endless time and space, carried with them the phantom of a surging river of time and space.

"call out--!"

This sudden attack caught Hongjun off guard, and the Jade Disc of Creation above him instinctively protected its master. However, the countless willow branch whip shadows merged into one, impacting the three thousand Great Daos contained in the Jade Disc, and the power of the River of Time and Space actually suppressed the three thousand Great Daos for a short time.

Subsequently, the Creation Jade Disc was knocked away, and Hongjun, who was already severely injured due to Ying Zheng's forced destruction of the Pangu Great Dao, was now even more injured.

"boom--!"

Seeing Hongjun's weakened state, Ancestor Yangmei smirked: "Hongjun, you've finally met your match!"

Just as the countless willow branches, carrying the power of the River of Time, lashed out again, Di Ling'er held the Earthly Dao Wheel in her hand to block them. The wheel turned silently, radiating the vast brilliance of the Earthly Dao, and in a trance, it transformed this space into the Underworld, attempting to suppress the River of Time beneath the Netherworld.

Ancestor Yang Mei glanced disdainfully at Di Ling'er: "Earthly spirit? It's acceptable, but that's all. Break!"

Another willow branch lashed down, instantly shattering Di Ling'er's physical body.

"Boom—!"

Without the support of the Earth Spirit Child, the Earth Dao Dharma Wheel was powerless to reverse the situation and was suppressed by the River of Time and Space. Taking advantage of this gap, the Heaven, Earth, and Human Flowers bloomed simultaneously on Hongjun's head, and the Heavenly Dao Obsessive Corpse, the Earthly Dao Good Corpse, and the Human Dao Evil Corpse manifested at the same time.

At this moment, Hongjun forcefully used the Immortal Path to mend the three paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man, and summoned the Pangu Great Dao, which was half a step beyond transcendence, using the Jade Disc of Creation as a medium. Before this vast and ancient domineering power, even the surging river of time and space was momentarily frozen.

However, the River of Time and Space, with its vast scale and extremely high status, could barely contend with this incomplete, half-step transcendent Pangu Dao. Ancestor Yangmei, hidden deep within the River of Time and Space, warily watched Hongjun: "The half-step transcendent Pangu Dao is indeed powerful... but how many blows can you still wield now?"

Spurred by this, Hongjun's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Now that his scheme had been exposed, the original plan was no longer feasible. Since it couldn't be used for his own purposes, he might as well destroy it!

At this moment, Hongjun seemed to transform into Pangu of the Taiyi Era. The Jade Disc of Creation condensed the Three Thousand Great Daos, conjuring a phantom image of Pangu. Holding a phantom Pangu Axe in his hand, he cleaved the heavens and earth with a single blow, aiming at Ancestor Yangmei. Every drop of water in the surging river of time and space was composed of endless worlds and parallel universes, layer by layer eroding this axe light.

"Sizzle—!"

As Yangmei Patriarch gazed at the phantom of Pangu, he murmured, "One axe splits the heavens... indeed, it has some of Pangu's style."

In a daze, Yang Mei seemed to have returned to the Taiyi Era, facing the invincible Pangu, whose axe split the heavens and nearly annihilated three thousand Chaos Demons. Yang Mei, once a Chaos Demon of Space and possessing a half-step Chaos Spiritual Root body, could not withstand that axe, being cleaved in two, his very essence nearly destroyed, only a willow branch escaping death. If Pangu had not ultimately changed his ways, he would not have achieved what he has today.

Hongjun's actions have brought back the shadows of the past, and Yang Mei's face is contorted with rage: "I am no longer a mere spatial chaos demon god! You think you can kill me with a single axe? You're dreaming!"

Amidst the roar, the River of Time and Space, governed by the three layers of authority held by Yang Mei, suddenly erupted in chaos. The power of the Great Dao of Time and Space intensified, dissipating the axe light while the endless power of time and space continued to entangle Hongjun.

"Two axes, separating yin and yang!"

Hongjun showed neither sorrow nor joy, and swung his axe a second time. A beam of light filled with destructive power flew out from the illusory Pangu Axe, its immense power that divided Yin and Yang cleaving the river of time and space, striking the trunk of the Chaos Willow Tree with lightning speed.

"Bam—!"

This axe blow nearly cleaved the willow tree in two, countless broken branches and leaves falling into the river of time. Ancestor Yangmei, severely weakened, shrieked, "Hongjun—!"

Taking advantage of Yang Mei's severe injury and inability to perfectly control the River of Time, Hongjun's axe flashed, as if he was about to strike a third time. Ancestor Yang Mei hurriedly defended with all his might, but unexpectedly, the next moment, Hongjun and Zixiao Palace disappeared without a trace.

Yang Mei then realized that Hongjun was already at his limit, and that his earlier display of strength was merely a bluff. Hongjun, already injured, had forced the Pangu Dao to unleash two more axe strikes, but in reality, he was exhausted and had managed to escape. This enraged Yang Mei to the point of madness: "Hongjun—!"

The gloomy voice was filled with resentment, revealing its deep anger. Yang Mei drew upon the power of the River of Time and Space, using its surging energy to wash away the axe light and Daoist aura left on the tree trunk. Although the axe had injured it considerably, it had not caused serious damage. What was troublesome was the half-step transcendent Pangu Dao attached to it—even with the power of the River of Time and Space, it could only be slowly worn away by a trace.

Yang Mei then retreated into the river of time to silently heal her wounds. Meanwhile, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who had once again vanished, fell from the phantom of Pangu. The Creation Jade Disc atop him dimmed, and a crack appeared—the pattern of which perfectly matched the fragment of the Creation Jade Disc held by Ying Zheng. Staring at the crack, Hongjun's face was pale; his injuries were clearly severe. He gently stroked the jade disc and said bitterly, "Who possesses the last fragment of the Creation Jade Disc? If we could gather them all, why would it be so difficult… A replica is ultimately just a replica, never as good as the real thing!"

At this moment, the Demon Ancestor Rahu, who was healing his wounds, noticed that the River of Time had returned to calm. A thoughtful expression crossed his face, and a bright smile appeared: "It seems the battle between Yang Mei and the others has also come to an end. How interesting! I wonder who suffered the most. Probably a draw. After all, that old fox Hongjun is very cunning; taking him down won't be so easy!"...

However, the current situation is also beneficial to him.

All three were injured, which meant that the plan would not be launched easily.

This gave him ample time to recover from his injuries and to plan his next move.

As for Donghuang Taiyi and his group, they had already arrived at Ying Zheng's Hongmeng Great World.

Donghuang Taiyi and the Demon Emperor Jun decided to stay here for the time being. If they left alone, their group would be injured or crippled, making them easy targets for others.

But staying here, under Ying Zheng's protection, is different. Currently, among all those who have attained enlightenment, Ying Zheng ranks first in strength, aside from figures like the Demon Ancestor Rahu.

With the addition of Nuwa, who has merged the Great Dao of Nuwa and the Great Dao of Creation, the combined strength of the husband and wife is not to be underestimated.

With the protection of Ying Zheng and Nuwa, Donghuang Taiyi was able to recuperate in peace.

Emperor Jun, the Demon Emperor, can now focus on comprehending the laws and restoring his cultivation and power.

However, Emperor Jun, the Demon Emperor, also understood that no matter how hard he tried, it would be impossible for him to return to his peak in the short term.

However, in order not to disappoint Donghuang Taiyi, the Demon Emperor Jun still showed a positive attitude.

As for Ying Zheng, upon returning to the Daoist temple, he immediately entered a state of dual cultivation with Nuwa to restore the depleted essence he had consumed.

Otherwise, even with the help of the River of Fate, it would take Ying Zheng quite a while to recover on his own.

However, dual cultivation is different. Two people work together to restore the original essence of one person, so the speed is naturally much faster.

While Ying Zheng was busy cultivating dual cultivation to restore his original essence, a man was traveling through the myriad worlds.

This man was dressed in a black robe, looking dashing and heroic, and carried a long sword engraved with the words "Beiming" on his back.

This is the Lord of the Northern Underworld, who has been traveling through countless worlds since leaving Ying Zheng's place, seeking an opportunity to attain enlightenment.

He once fought with the demon master Kunpeng and claimed the uniqueness of the Beiming Daoist title.

Although his luck has improved considerably, his understanding of the Great Dao is still lacking.

In addition, the demon master Kunpeng has attained enlightenment over the years, and Beiming has become increasingly secretive in order to avoid his sharp edge.

After all, he had caused the Demon Master Kunpeng to suffer a loss back then, and the Demon Master Kunpeng was not broad-minded to begin with!
If you encounter them, you will inevitably suffer humiliation, and may even be subjected to other forms of abuse.

This was only because Ying Zheng was supporting him; otherwise, Bei Ming would have died long ago.

Having traveled for a long time without finding the opportunity to attain enlightenment, Bei Ming couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed.

Just then, a tempting voice rang in his ears: "Do you want to attain enlightenment?"

These words seemed to originate from the heart of the Lord of the Northern Underworld; their seductive tone was clouding his will.

But soon, the Lord of the Northern Underworld regained his senses, his gaze sharp as he roared, "A mere inner demon dares to disturb my Dao heart! Destroy him!"

In an instant, the power of the ultimate swordsmanship surged forth, attempting to annihilate the inner demons.

At this moment, a faint demonic aura appeared before the Lord of the Northern Underworld, condensing into the phantom of the Demon Ancestor Rahu: "So you've already turned your back on me so quickly? I deserve some credit for your becoming the Lord of the Primordial Chaos!"

The moment the Demon Ancestor Rahu appeared, the Lord of the Northern Underworld immediately went on high alert.

After all, Ying Zheng had already informed him that Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Demon Ancestor Luohou, and Yangmei Ancestor wanted to reopen the primordial world.

The appearance of Demon Ancestor Rahu at this moment is certainly not without ulterior motives: "It was just a transaction back then. Although you helped me achieve Hunyuan, I also fulfilled your conditions. We are even now!"

“Indeed, that was the case back then. But do you really not want to attain enlightenment? To become the supreme Primordial Dao Ancestor, looking down upon all living beings and all things!” Demon Ancestor Rahu continued to tempt him.

The words of Demon Ancestor Rahu did indeed disturb the Daoist Master of the Northern Underworld's resolve. Countless years have passed, and he still has not found the opportunity to attain Dao.

Does this mean that he was not qualified to achieve enlightenment? Moreover, the Lord of the Northern Underworld gradually realized that the hope of achieving enlightenment through his own efforts was slim, almost nonexistent.

However, if the Demon Ancestor Rahu were to assist, then it would indeed be possible.

The Demon Ancestor Rahu is known throughout the myriad realms for his cunning and treachery, but the conditions he sets are always genuine.

Moreover, the last transaction has already proven this point. If Demon Ancestor Rahu helps him attain enlightenment, it might be feasible for him to turn his back on Rahu at that time.

As enlightened beings, who can truly defeat whom?

Thinking of this, the Lord of the Northern Underworld became even more tempted: "How will you help me achieve enlightenment? And what will be the price?"

Upon hearing this, Demon Ancestor Rahu's face gradually blossomed into a radiant smile: "Your ultimate sword dao killing intent is still lacking in refinement. Here, this is my understanding of the ultimate sword dao; integrating it will be enough to allow you to reach the realm of enlightenment in sword dao. As for the price... be my mole!"

The Lord of the Northern Underworld had an uncertain expression as he pondered whether to accept the bait thrown out by the Demon Ancestor Rahu.

There must be a trap involved, but the Lord of the Northern Underworld also wanted to take a gamble.

He wanted to witness the magnificence of an enlightened being firsthand, and after making up his mind, he reached out and took the ball of light.

In an instant, countless insights and killing intents regarding the ultimate sword path resonated in the heart of the Northern Underworld Dao Master.

He incorporated these elements into his ultimate swordsmanship, propelling it to further development.

At this moment, the ultimate sword path seemed to have already qualified for enlightenment. (End of Chapter)