Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Seeing Houtu deep in thought, Ying Zheng said nothing more, only informing her that they would discuss the specifics in two days, as this matter involved a great deal of information.

Once everything was ready, Ying Zheng summoned Nuwa, Donghuang Taiyi, and others to the Wu tribe where Houtu resided.

After entering the palace, Ying Zheng addressed the crowd.

"I believe that all of you fellow Daoists have already sensed the recent anomalies in the Great Dao, haven't you?"

Donghuang Taiyi and the others immediately nodded in agreement.

“The Great Dao we have been cultivating has become increasingly uncontrollable recently, as if it could collapse at any moment, which makes us very worried.”

"Therefore, after receiving the summons from Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng, we also rushed here to find out the reason for this."

Ying Zheng explained to everyone.

"This may be an effect of the imminent emergence of the primordial world. The battle between us and Dao Ancestor Hongjun tens of millions of years ago only temporarily delayed the emergence of the primordial world."

Ying Zheng looked out of the palace and took a deep breath.

"Therefore, the primordial world will reappear in the world. If we do not stop it, we will all be in great danger of survival."

After all, even if all living beings in the myriad realms and the endless chaotic sea were combined, their combined power of the Great Dao would not be as great as that of these enlightened beings.

The emergence of the primordial world has had the greatest impact on these enlightened beings.

Everyone nodded in agreement with what Ying Zheng said.

Suddenly a voice rang out.

"In that battle millions of years ago, we suffered a devastating defeat!"

"Even if our cultivation has improved, their strength has also increased. How can we possibly defeat them?"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell into thought.

In that battle millions of years ago, they lost two enlightened beings: their progenitor and God Jehovah, suffering heavy casualties.

Even if they were to join forces now, they would likely be no match for Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who wields the Great Dao of Pangu, Demon Ancestor Luohou, and Yangmei Ancestor, who controls the River of Time and Space.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Ying Zheng stood up.

"I have found a solution to this problem."

"Find a solution? Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng, what methods do you have?"

Donghuang Taiyi and the others then spoke.

They didn't believe Ying Zheng had any brilliant plan, after all, the strength of both sides was obvious, so what could he possibly do?

Seeing the disbelieving looks on everyone's faces, Ying Zheng expressed his understanding.

He originally had no good plan to defeat Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Demon Ancestor Luohou, and Yangmei Ancestor, but after much thought, he remembered a key figure.

Moreover, the River of Destiny he controls can revive the spirits of the deceased.

When a person passes away, their life's imprint will return to the river of fate.

Ying Zheng addressed the crowd.

"This method is to revive the Great God Pangu. Of course, all we can do is revive the Great God Pangu's primordial spirit."

Upon hearing Ying Zheng's plan, everyone felt at a loss for how to proceed.

Seeing the worried expressions on everyone's faces, Ying Zheng's voice rang out.

"This method requires the assistance of the Supreme Pure Moral Heavenly Venerable, the Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerable, and the Supreme Pure Spiritual Treasure Heavenly Venerable."

"Because you are all transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu, I need you to merge a part of your primordial spirit into Pangu's heart, so as to summon the primordial spirit of Pangu to help us defeat the Ancestor Hongjun."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at the three brothers: Taiqing Daode Tianzun, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, and Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun.

"For the safety of all fellow Daoists, my two brothers and I are willing to offer our primordial spirits to summon the primordial spirit of Pangu."

Everyone was filled with admiration upon hearing this answer.

The primordial spirit is of utmost importance to everyone; its separation can lead to immense pain and mental anguish.

Taiqing Daode Tianzun, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, and Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun exchanged glances and smiled wryly.

After hearing the three men's answers, Ying Zheng immediately spoke.

"I believe that all of you fellow practitioners here will remember your dedication and contributions and never forget your merits."

Upon learning that Shangqing Daode Tianzun had agreed to divide the primordial spirit, Ying Zheng immediately informed the others of the subsequent plans.

The three brothers, Shangqing Daode Tianzun and Houtu, went to revive Pangu's primordial spirit, while the rest of the group, carrying Ying Zheng's thirty-six-petaled Hongmeng Purple Lotus, obstructed the appearance of the primordial world. They began their operation a month later.

Now, Ying Zheng, accompanied by Shangqing Daode Tianzun and Houtu, has arrived at the Pangu Palace.

When Shangqing Daode Tianzun saw the Pangu Palace, which he had only heard of before but never seen, he was now able to enter and see its true form, and he immediately felt that his trip was worthwhile.

Seeing Shangqing Daode Tianzun's demeanor, Ying Zheng recalled his own appearance when he first entered the Pangu Palace and couldn't help but smile.

"The blood essence and heart of Pangu are here. You should separate a portion of your primordial spirit, merge them together, and infuse your blood essence into it. See if you can summon the primordial spirit of Pangu!"

"Houtu will assist from the side; she is a descendant of the great god Pangu."

After saying this, Ying Zheng directly activated the power of destiny, forming a light shield around everyone, enveloping Shangqing Daode Tianzun and others within it.

Without the blessing of destiny, Pangu's primordial spirit could not be summoned, and naturally, the assistance of the three brothers, Shangqing Daode Tianzun, was also required.

Once everything was ready, Taiqing Daode Tianzun, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, and Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun gradually divided their own primordial spirits and began to converge in one place.

Houtu slowly channeled her own blood energy deep into Pangu's heart, drawing in the blood energy around the heart and merging it into the primordial spirits of Taiqing Daode Tianzun and others within this energy shield.

Then, day after day, they continued to shape the primordial spirit of Pangu.

January passed in the blink of an eye, and suddenly the fluctuations of the Great Dao became more and more obvious. Ying Zheng and others also knew that this was a critical moment for the reappearance of the primordial world.

Therefore, Ying Zheng instructed Shangqing Daode Tianzun and others, along with Houtu, to continue condensing Pangu's primordial spirit, while Ying Zheng and the others went to buy time for Shangqing Daode Tianzun and the others.

Subsequently, Ying Zheng summoned Nuwa, Donghuang Taiyi, and many other enlightened beings to the Zixiao Palace.

They then saw that the core of the primordial world had merged many worlds, and that Dao Ancestor Hongjun had spread out the Great Dao of Pangu.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun, seeing Ying Zheng and his entourage arrive, did not show much surprise, and looked at Ying Zheng, saying...

"I knew you would come to stop me, but it's all predestined. You can't stop the primordial world from descending. Just wait to become firewood for the Dao Fruit!"

Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng immediately took out the Wheel of Destiny and summoned the River of Destiny, ready to stop Dao Ancestor Hongjun at any time.

Ying Zheng looked at the Dao Ancestor Hongjun in front of him and said.

"Why are you alone? Demon Ancestor Rahu and Ancestor Yangmei, there's no need to hide anymore. We know you're nearby."

Upon hearing this, the space around Dao Ancestor Hongjun rippled, and then Demon Ancestor Rahu and Yangmei Ancestor appeared beside him.

"You are truly persistent ghosts! This place will become your final resting place."

Ying Zheng looked at the confident Demon Ancestor Rahu and the Yangmei Ancestor and shook his head.

"It's still too early to say who will win this time!"

Ying Zheng gave the thirty-six-petaled Primordial Purple Lotus to Nuwa and informed them.

"You all go and stop Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and leave the remaining two to me."

Nuwa was deeply worried upon hearing this and immediately asked.

Are you sure you want to fight Demon Ancestor Rahu and Ancestor Yangmei alone?

Ying Zheng glanced at the Demon Ancestor Rahu and the Ancestor Yangmei, who were stretching their muscles.

"Then they were handed over to me. I have not been without gains in these ten million years; let them be the judge of my current achievements!"

Nuwa wanted to say more, but seeing Ying Zheng's resolute gaze, she said no more. She put away the Thirty-Six-Petal Primordial Purple Lotus and, along with the God of Chaos, Donghuang Taiyi, and others, charged towards Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

"Ying Zheng, you are truly ignorant of your own limitations. You think you can fight the two of us by yourself? You are far too naive! Don't think that you are the only one who has made progress in the past ten million years."

Yangmei Patriarch looked at Ying Zheng with a mocking expression.

In the previous great battle, Ying Zheng had suppressed him to the point of being unable to escape. Now he has mastered more than 60% of the power over the River of Time.

Ying Zheng stared expressionlessly at Ancestor Yang Mei.

"Have you forgotten who was suffocated by me back then?"

Yang Mei Patriarch's expression changed immediately. He was determined to avenge this grudge and would not allow a newcomer to suppress him all day long.

Immediately afterwards, Ancestor Yangmei summoned the River of Time and Space and infused its power into the Time and Space Willow Tree.

Ying Zheng said no more, summoned the River of Destiny, held the Wheel of Destiny in his hand, and urged the River of Destiny to fly towards the River of Time and Space.

The two long rivers seem to overlap, but it is visible to the naked eye that the river of time and space is suppressed by the river of fate and cannot move.

Ancestor Yangmei saw that the River of Time and Space he controlled was being suppressed by the River of Fate.

"Why? Why are you still able to suppress me?"

Yangmei Patriarch asked, puzzled.

He has already grasped 60% of the power over the river of time and space, and is about to reach the threshold of 70%, yet he is still powerless against the river of fate.

"Now that I have ninety percent of the power over the river of destiny, what can you use to fight me?"

The river of time flows ceaselessly, and Ancestor Yangmei intends to incite turmoil within the river of destiny.

The power of the River of Time and Space was infused into the Willow Tree of Time and Space, and the three thousand willow branches danced and disappeared into the River of Destiny.

The turmoil in the river of destiny that Yangmei Patriarch envisioned did not occur.

"You still want to use that same trick? You're too naive. I control ninety percent of the River of Destiny, and it seems you've been stuck in the same place for the past ten million years!"

Upon seeing this, Ancestor Yangmei immediately turned around, causing turmoil in the river of time and space.

"Space-time disruption".

At the command of Ancestor Yangmei, the River of Time and Space, which had been suppressed by the River of Fate, began to stir.

"Splash splash splash".

At the source of the river of time, an ancient gate appears and disappears.

Ying Zheng shook his head helplessly.

"After all this time, you still only know these tricks? Can't you come up with something new?"

Ying Zheng pushed the River of Destiny to continue suppressing the restless River of Time and Space.

Because Ying Zheng held nearly complete control over the River of Destiny, the power he unleashed was even greater, enough to rival the turbulent River of Time.

Seeing that even causing turmoil in the river of time and space could not free him from the river of fate that was Ying Zheng, Ancestor Yangmei then looked at Demon Ancestor Rahu, who was watching the battle from the side.

"Rahu, what are you still looking at? Do you have to wait until I'm dead before you make your move?"

Upon hearing this, Demon Ancestor Rahu immediately drew his God-Slaying Spear and charged towards Ying Zheng.

"No, I just wanted to see how much your strength has improved over the past ten million years. It seems you've made very little progress!"

Yangmei Patriarch was furious upon hearing this.

"Demon Ancestor Rahu, stop making sarcastic remarks. Quickly come with me to suppress Ying Zheng and turn him into nourishment for your Dao Fruit!"

The power of the demonic path and the path of destruction was infused into the God-Slaying Spear, making the spear shine with unparalleled brilliance.

"You little brat, prepare to die!"

Demon Ancestor Rahu swept his spear across Ying Zheng.

He watched as the Demon Ancestor Rahu drew ever closer.

Ying Zheng also used the power of destiny generated by the River of Destiny to continue suppressing Ancestor Yang Mei, and then took out the Breaking Dao Spear to fight against the God-Slaying Spear.

However, two fists can never beat four hands.

Just as Ying Zheng turned to deal with the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, Yang Mei Ancestor took the opportunity to break free.

The power of endless spacetime spread throughout the area, constantly stirring the spacetime willow tree, and the three thousand willow branches, imbued with the power of the river of spacetime, rushed towards Ying Zheng.

In an instant, countless forces of spacetime bombarded Ying Zheng's back.

"boom."

Ying Zheng could not hold on any longer and vomited blood.

In an instant, his clothes were completely torn to shreds, revealing a huge dent in his back.

Ying Zheng knelt on the ground, then spat out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, supported by the Breaking Dao Spear, he slowly got up, looked at Yang Mei Ancestor and Demon Ancestor Luo Hou who had hit him, and revealed a strange smile.

His teeth were covered in blood, a horrifying sight.

"Is this all you've got? Do you dare to fight me one-on-one?"

Upon hearing this, Demon Ancestor Rahu and Ancestor Yangmei exchanged a smile.

"Why should we fight you one-on-one? Since we're already on opposite sides, any means are acceptable. Why fight one-on-one when we can gang up on each other?"

Immediately, the Demon Ancestor Rahu attacked Ying Zheng relentlessly with the God-Slaying Spear.

Meanwhile, Yang Mei, the patriarch, launched sneak attacks from behind. At this moment, Ying Zheng was covered in blood, but he still struggled to hold on and barely managed to block the two men's attacks.

As Ying Zheng and the others were engaged in fierce battle, a huge Tai Chi pattern in the sky enveloped the area where they were fighting. Before they even noticed, a figure holding a celestial sword appeared on the battlefield.

It turned out that Lingbao Tianzun had arrived. He held the Qingping Sword, and the four swords behind him, Zhu, Lu, Xian, and Jue, were unleashed simultaneously, transforming into an endless Zhuxian Formation that enveloped Hongjun, Luohou, and Yangmei!
The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Qi raged within the formation, and together with the Tai Chi diagram, trapped the group inside!
Lingbao Tianzun, wielding the Qingping Sword, continuously unleashed sword energy, striking Yangmei Laozu with each blow!

Seeing the situation was not good, Yang Mei hurriedly summoned the Space-Time Willow Tree to defend himself, while Luo Hou beside him quickly grabbed the God-Slaying Spear and launched a surprise attack on Lingbao Tianzun.

Ying Zheng summoned the Wheel of Fate to block Rahu.

In an instant, five-colored divine light swept towards Rahu, who was wielding the God-Slaying Spear.

"The Five-Colored Divine Light, said to be able to sweep away all things?"

"It seems to be nothing special after all."

Demon Ancestor Rahu laughed heartily. In an instant, the destructive power of the Thirty-Sixth Grade Destruction Black Lotus surged, and the God-Slaying Spear struck with all its might, heading towards Kong Xuan, who had just joined the battle.

As the first peacock in the world, Kong Xuan was extremely proud. He felt his mind was stirred and even though he should have dodged the attack, he used all his strength to create a peacock image that shone brightly in the Thirty-Three Heavens behind him.

"Luo Hou, I've heard you once fought against my mother, but I wonder what has become of me, Kong Xuan?"

Kong Xuan laughed loudly, and this posthumous son of Yuan Feng greeted the Demon Ancestor Rahu with unparalleled arrogance.

Kong Xuan was enveloped in five-colored divine light, and the feathered armor on his body fluttered in the aftershocks of the two men's attacks.

"Now that I've already fought you, I'll show you whether I, Kong Xuan, can bring you, the Demon Ancestor, down to the dust!"

“You little brat, when your mother and I roamed the world together, we never saw your mother so arrogant.”

Upon hearing Kong Xuan's words, the Demon Ancestor also unleashed the full power of the Great Dao of Destruction, intending to knock Kong Xuan down from there.

However, the boundless true fire of the sun surrounded him again. Kong Xuan knew that Donghuang Taiyi had arrived, and the two most noble demons in the world had gathered together.

One is the first peacock in the world, and the other is the Golden Crow of the Sun Star, the Emperor of Ten Thousand Demons.

The five-colored divine light and the Golden Crow Solar True Fire complemented each other, forming the most yang fire in the world and the most refined power of the five elements. Even the Demon Ancestor Rahu dared not underestimate them. (End of Chapter)