Starting from crossing the Fengshen

As Pangu's spirit appeared, countless sealed memories also came out.

These memories were extremely vast and they madly impacted Sanqing's mind.

“Hahaha, Pangu Memory, there really is Pangu Memory!”

"It turns out that becoming a saint according to the law is the right way, and all others are unorthodox. It's a pity that Hongjun concealed it from us and led us astray."

“Hiss, he is indeed Pangu. Not only has his physical body reached the peak of the Saint, but he has also comprehended the three laws of creation, destruction, and pure yang to the peak of the tree trunk realm. This is the Heavenly Dao realm.”

"There are three laws. We three brothers each have exactly one."

"We are the authentic Pangu sect. Pangu created this vast world, so we, the Three Pure Ones, should be the ones to make the decisions."

……

Strong waves of consciousness continuously surged out from Pangu's soul.

Laozi, Yuanshi and Tongtian were ecstatic.

This is equivalent to them obtaining all of Pangu's cultivation memories. For a saint who is only in the early stage of sainthood and has gone astray, this is simply a heaven-defying opportunity.

As long as they completely refine these memories, they can quickly cultivate to the peak of sainthood.

Or the realm of heaven.

Save billions of years of hard training.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu were completely immersed in the joy of obtaining Pangu's memories. They even fantasized that they would all cultivate to the Heavenly Dao Realm, defeat Di Qi, and become equal to Hongjun.

They didn't notice that Lao Tzu's violently fluctuating consciousness had already calmed down.

Suddenly, a series of magic seals shot out from Pangu's soul and quickly sank into the training hall. Then, the four walls of the training hall, as well as the countless runes on the ground and roof, all glowed brightly.

They emerged and surrounded Pangu's soul, forming a refining formation.

It was not until then that Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu reacted.

They were shocked and angry:
"Brother, what do you mean?"

"Refine the magic circle! Old man, you are so greedy that you are not satisfied with obtaining Pangu's memories. You even want to refine us!"

"Quickly stop the magic circle, we are still the Three Pure Ones."

"Brother, we have obtained Pangu's memory, and it is only a matter of time before we become Pangu. Could it be that the friendship between us three pure beings for millions of years is not as good as the hatred with Emperor Qi?"

Laozi's cold voice sounded, without any emotion: "Memory is memory. Even if we have inherited Pangu's understanding of the law, if we want to cultivate to the peak of the saint, we can't do without a million years of hard practice.

But if I devour you, I can become Pangu in an instant.

I can’t wait.

Second brother, third brother, I have been planning for five hundred years to set up this refining array, and you cannot escape.

Why don't you merge with me and make me famous as the Three Pure Ones? "

Due to the fierce struggle of Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu, Pangu's soul is no longer in human form. It is like a ball of mud being kneaded by someone, constantly changing its shape.

At the most intense moment, it was almost split into three.

But the connection was still there and he was soon pulled back.

As Laozi continued to activate the magic circle, invisible forces acted on Pangu's soul, helping him to "assimilate" the souls of Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu naturally tried their best to resist, but they were still unable to stop Laozi from devouring them.

Soon, they lost half of their souls.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu were shocked and furious.

Although Yuanshi Tianzun was filled with hatred and anger, he began to speak softly: "Brother, please stop. We brothers have a friendship that spans hundreds of millions of years. Also, if you devour us, Daozu will definitely not let you go."

"Yuanshi, why bother asking him for help? I have already seen that he is cold-blooded and ruthless. His so-called inaction is actually just a cover for his selfishness."

Tong Tian Jiaozhu was a man of strong character, and he would rather die than surrender. He roared, "He wants to devour me, dream on! Explode!"

In desperation, he decided to blow himself up.

But soon, the voice of Tongtian Sect Master, who was shocked, angry and desperate, came from Pangu's soul: "How could this happen? Why can't I explode myself! Laozi, you beast!"

Laozi's voice was still cold: "I know your nature, how could you not be prepared. Under the refining array, Pangu's soul is fixed, and you have no other way except to be assimilated by me."

At this point, Yuanshi Tianzun was completely desperate.

He gave up the thought of begging for mercy and started to curse: "Old man, I have been playing with you for so many years and I have always respected you. You are simply a heartless and ungrateful beast, even worse than a beast." The curses of Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu did not slow down his devouring speed.

Finally, their voices stopped abruptly in despair:

"Laozi, I'll be waiting for you in Guixu!"

"Ah, I am unwilling to give in!"

.........

When a saint falls, Heaven feels it.

Rumble!
Within the ancient world, there are all the heavens and worlds.

In an instant, the clear sky was struck by thunder, dark clouds rolled in, strong winds blew, and blood rain fell from the sky.

An extremely strong feeling of sadness permeated the entire prehistoric world, silently affecting all cultivators below the Daluo level. They felt inexplicably sad, and were already in tears without realizing it.

Although the saints fell last time, they were not truly dead.

This time, it was a real fall.

Even the Heavenly Dao cannot resurrect Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu.

It is precisely because of this that the vision of heaven and earth mourning together is even more terrifying, with dark clouds rolling across the sky as if they are about to press down on the ground.

Countless purple-black thunders intertwined back and forth in the dark clouds.

Between heaven and earth, there was a black whirlwind and countless blood was pouring down like heavy rain.

It looks like the end of the world.

There was an inexplicable realization in the hearts of all the living beings in the ancient world: Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu had completely fallen!
.........

Tianjin.

Royal Palace Garden.

On this day, Yin Qi and Yang Mei were discussing the Dao, when suddenly they both looked up at the sky with confusion in their eyes, because they felt an extremely strong emotion of sadness from the Dao of Heaven!
A saint has fallen!

And they are Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu!

What's going on here?

In the ancient times, the only people who had the ability to kill Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu were Hongjun and the two of them.

The two of them were discussing the Dao, it couldn't be them.

Hongjun is the way of heaven, so it is impossible for him to kill Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu.

Who is the murderer?
What was the murderer's purpose in killing?
Thinking of this, Yin Qi and Yang Mei both frowned and calculated quickly.

Rumble!
At this time, the vision of the saint's fall finally appeared.

Dark clouds rolled in, with lightning and thunder.

Black winds blew violently and blood rain fell from the sky.

Such a strange sight shocked all the creatures in the ancient world.

No.

Not stunned, but terrified!

boom!
The wilderness is boiling.

"Oh my god, another saint has fallen. Heaven and earth mourn together. Moreover, the vision is far from comparable to the last time. It looks like the end of the world."

"Wow, so sad, so sad. But actually I want to laugh, because I have a feeling that it is Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu who died this time."

"Master! Impossible, this is impossible! Wasn't Master recuperating in seclusion? How could he suddenly die?"

"Who is it? Who killed Master?"

"Emperor Qi, it must be Emperor Qi! In this vast world, only Emperor Qi can kill them!"

"This shouldn't be possible. As long as the Great Desolation is not destroyed, the saint will not die. The saint's soul has been placed in the void, how could he be killed? Didn't he resurrect immediately last time?"

...(End of chapter)