Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

In an instant, a crimson light stretched for thousands of miles across the sky!
The blazing, scorching pillar of heaven shattered the silent star sea, crushing mountains and rivers. The earth cracked and the land sank. Centered on the Great Wall of Swords, everything within a radius of 100,000 miles was instantly evaporated. Whether it was the corrupted sword cultivators of the Jade Emperor Sect or the Tianzheng Alliance cultivators who had long since turned into monsters, they had already turned to ashes under the crimson rainbow that burned everything before the light of heaven even fell.

Fang An's mutilated corpse turned to dust in an instant as the crimson rainbow shone down. The Heavenly Evil Ancestor struggled in vain under the scorching light, but could not help but let out a furious roar of resentment.

If he could, he really wanted to grind Zhang Ling to dust, but Zhang Ling had already perished after that sword strike that burned away his life to the extreme, leaving nothing behind in the world, giving him no chance to take revenge.

"Ahhhh!"

The Heavenly Evil Ancestor's entire body turned into mud, gradually evaporating. He tried to escape, but could not move. Even the immortal and indestructible mud of the Abyss, capable of corroding the corrupt laws of heaven and earth, was reduced to dust and dissipated inch by inch under this ray of heavenly light.

All laws appear so fragile under the power of this pure Yang level Great Dao, especially since this Heavenly Evil Ancestor is merely an avatar formed from the silt of the Abyss, and is even less able to resist the power of the Jade True Taiyi Heaven.

The wailing lasted for three breaths. In the first breath, the Heavenly Evil Ancestor transformed from human form into mud. In the second breath, the mud that the Heavenly Evil Ancestor had transformed into dried up and cracked. In the third breath, the Heavenly Evil Ancestor vanished into nothingness.

In the blink of an eye, the Pure Yang figure vanished.

Outside the Southern Illumination Realm, on the Dharma Boat, Jiang Sheng, Ling Yu, and True Lord Yu Ming gazed at the dazzling light that traversed the void and pierced through the Southern Illumination Realm, their expressions varying.

They could clearly hear the Heavenly Evil Ancestor's unwilling and angry roars and dying wails within the Southern Illumination Realm, as if the old ancestor of the unorthodox sect who had escaped the great calamity of the Xuanmen was now dead beyond any doubt.

"Lingyuan, is that person really dead?" Lingyu asked in a low voice.

Facing a Pure Yang being, even if it was just a remnant soul of a Pure Yang being, Ling Yu was not as calm and composed as she appeared on the surface. After all, those of them who came from the Xuanmen Dao Sect knew better than anyone the great power of Pure Yang to reverse Yin and Yang and manipulate creation.

Jiang Sheng held the golden thread of cause and effect in his left hand, feeling the burning heat emanating from it, and nodded: "Don't worry, Senior Sister, that person's fate was already set."

"With this attack from Yuzhen Taiyi Heaven, the Southern Illumination Realm will face destruction in less than ten breaths, and at most in three to five days, this small world will fall apart."

"Senior Uncle, Senior Sister, I entrust the lives of the beings in the Southern Illumination Realm to you."

Yu Ming Zhenjun nodded, his smile undiminished: "I brought four Void-class magic ships with me, and I've been waiting for this moment."

"Lingyuan, don't worry. Every living being in the Southern Illumination Realm who can be saved will be spared."

"This time, the Zhenxiao Dao Sect and that person from Nantian will owe us a huge favor."

As he spoke, True Lord Yuming gave the order, and four million-mile-long Void-class magic ships pressed towards the Southern Illumination Realm, while Jiang Sheng left the magic ships and entered the void passage, disappearing without a trace.

Lingyu watched Jiang Sheng leave, her brows furrowing: "That guy, could he not be completely dead?"

Yu Ming Zhenjun ate the spiritual fruit listlessly: "You don't need to worry so much. Ling Yuan's current cultivation level is such that even three of me wouldn't be a match for him. If he dares to act alone, it means he has absolute confidence."

"Didn't he say that person's fate was already predetermined?"

"hiss"

Hundreds of millions of miles away in the Southern Realm, in the desolate sea of ​​stars, a bronze furnace three zhang tall floats silently, absorbing the chaotic source energy and the traces of deathly aura that wander in the sea of ​​stars.

Inside the pitch-black bronze furnace, a Taoist figure with dry, disheveled hair and a withered, emaciated body gasped, then scratched his armpit.

The sharp, black fingertips, like claws, tore through the flesh under his armpit. The Taoist didn't care about the blood and flesh that had been torn open; his eyes were full of smugness: "You still want to harm your ancestor?"

"Even Kaiyuan couldn't kill me, the ancestor, let alone a mere brat from the Penglai Dao Sect!"

As he spoke, the Taoist couldn't help but grin, "The True Lord of Jade Palace Spirit Abyss explains the true meaning of the Seven Scriptures of Heavenly Interception."

"The Seven Techniques of Heaven's Interception: Breaking All Laws, Severing Time, and Cutting Off Cause and Effect"

"He's quite a formidable lad. He passed on his magic to the Chosen One of the Southern Realm, and then used the Chosen One's luck to become entangled with my unfortunate disciple. Once their destinies were locked together, I also revealed my whereabouts."

"Even so, I didn't rush to make a move until my clone attacked. Then, that Chosen One of the Southern Realm named Zhang Ling injured my clone with a sword strike that severed causality. The power of causality locked onto it, and only then did I use my trump card to pierce through a realm and blast my clone to death."

"Calm, decisive, ruthless! Penglai has produced such talent! Why doesn't my Left Divine Realm have such promising prospects?!"

Who else could this Taoist hiding in the bronze furnace be but the Heavenly Evil Ancestor?
On one hand, he was surprised by Jiang Sheng's decisiveness and calmness, and on the other hand, he was proud of his own strategy. After a moment of reflection, Tianxie Ancestor couldn't help but grin and laugh: "It's just a pity that a young boy is still a young boy. He's a little smart, but not much."

"I, your ancestor, saw that something was wrong a long time ago. One clone was enough to expose that kid's trump card. Now that I'm prepared, I won't fall for it again."

After saying that, the Heavenly Evil Ancestor looked at the foul-smelling sludge and putrid liquid writhing in the furnace with a loving expression, watching as the filth of heaven and earth gave rise to a little bit of the Great Dao Poison: "That old man Qiongyun dares not show his face, and even dares not let the people of Zhenxiao Dao Sect make a move, just for fear of getting involved in karma and letting me find his whereabouts."

"But he had no idea that the Ancestor had no intention of looking for him at all. Once the Sky Cloud Realm is destroyed, let's see if he goes crazy!"

"Dao Poison, Dao Poison, refine the Five Innate Poisons, and complete my true nature with the Great Dao Pill!"

"The beings of this realm are enough to nourish this old ancestor."

"Hehe, hehe, hahahahahahahahaha!"

The Heavenly Evil Ancestor's maniacal laughter echoed in the furnace. As he laughed, the Heavenly Evil Ancestor seemed to remember something: "Wait a minute, that brat Zizai Xuanjun said he had found an escape route for me. Now that I have arrived at the destination, why is he nowhere to be seen?"

"Could it be that that brat is trying to use me, his ancestor, as a scapegoat?!"

Just as the Heavenly Evil Ancestor was filled with doubt and suspicion, a blood lotus suddenly grew out of thin air in this desolate star sea.

A beautiful and alluring blood lotus blooms gracefully. A handsome monk, wearing a crown of ten thousand Buddhas and a crimson brocade robe, and holding a nine-ringed staff, emerges from the blood lotus. A crimson tuft of white hair adorns the monk's brow, and his countenance behind his head is clear and serene. He walks barefoot on the Milky Way, with each step a lotus blooming.

"Fellow Daoist Tianxie, this humble monk has come to find you."

The voice of the True Buddha of Freedom was calm, and in an instant, the entire silent starry sea resonated with its sound, like the clearing of sacred chants, like the resounding of a great bell.

The next instant, the Heavenly Evil Five Poison Furnace, which stood three zhang tall, appeared in front of the Free and Easy True Buddha. The top of the furnace opened, and the withered and emaciated Heavenly Evil Ancestor climbed out of the furnace, sat on the top of the furnace, and looked at the handsome and fragrant Free and Easy True Buddha: "Ah, you monk are really quite fragrant. Your flesh is like it has been soaked in sesame oil, so fragrant that even I, your ancestor, can't help but want to take a bite."

As the Heavenly Evil Ancestor spoke, saliva dripped uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth, each drop falling into the chaotic sea of ​​stars, sizzling and corroding the void, causing spacetime to become corrupted and distorted. Seeing the greedy look on the Heavenly Evil Ancestor's face, the Free and Easy True Buddha laughed even more heartily. Without hesitation, he tore off a piece of flesh from his hand and offered it to the Heavenly Evil Ancestor: "If the Ancestor wants to eat, this humble monk will certainly provide plenty."

However, upon seeing the pale golden flesh before him, which was not covered in blood but instead exuded a rich, amber-like fragrance, the Heavenly Evil Ancestor's expression changed and he retreated repeatedly: "Hey, you monk, I was just joking. Don't bring that thing near me, I'm afraid."

The Heavenly Evil Ancestor went back on his word, but the Free and Easy True Buddha didn't care. He casually stuffed the flesh back in, and the wound healed naturally without leaving a scar. The Free and Easy True Buddha's body was fair and tender, and his skin and flesh had an unusual appearance. This enemy of the Western Heaven Buddha, who called himself the Buddha Emperor, looked at the Heavenly Evil Ancestor with a smile: "Ancestor, you have caused quite a commotion this time. You should hide for a while."

Tianxie Ancestor shook his head: "No, no, I still need to go and take revenge on Qiongyun."

"If we cannot avenge our defeat, our ancestor will not be at peace."

The True Buddha of Freedom continued to smile at the Old Ancestor of Heavenly Evil, without saying a word.

revenge?

Why don't you go to the Eastern Heavenly Daoist School to seek revenge on that Kaiyuan Heavenly Venerable?
Seeking revenge on Daoist Qiongyun was only because he was a fickle opportunist who was easy to bully.

However, the Heavenly Evil Ancestor remained oblivious to the gaze of the True Buddha of Freedom, still muttering, "I, the Ancestor, have expended so much effort and done so many things, all for the sake of achieving enlightenment. How can I not seek revenge?"

However, the Heavenly Evil Ancestor did not notice that the smile on the face of the Free and Easy True Buddha suddenly froze. This Buddha Emperor looked at the Heavenly Evil Ancestor, and without saying a word, turned around and left without the slightest regret.

Just as the Heavenly Evil Ancestor was wondering why the Free and Easy True Buddha had left so suddenly, he seemed to sense something and abruptly turned around. He saw that the originally silent starry river hundreds of millions of miles behind him suddenly trembled, the void was torn open, and a figure in a green crown and black robe walked out of the void passage.

Despite being separated by billions of miles, the Heavenly Evil Ancestor was still able to clearly see who the Taoist in the green crown and black robe was, and correspondingly, the Taoist also locked onto the existence of the Heavenly Evil Ancestor.

"Penglai Spirit Abyss!"

The Heavenly Evil Ancestor practically spat out those four words through gritted teeth. He never imagined that he, a dignified ruler of the Dao, would one day be chased by a mere three-thousand-year-old brat from Penglai!
"Are you here to seek death with the Ancestor?!"

As the Heavenly Evil Ancestor spoke, his withered, claw-like left hand had already grasped the Heavenly Evil Five Poison Furnace.

Jiang Sheng looked calmly at the Heavenly Evil Ancestor, who was hundreds of millions of miles away, even as the Heavenly Evil Ancestor's pure Yang power pressed down on him.

In the once calm and desolate star sea, a vast void storm and a surging chaotic torrent swept in, causing spacetime to distort and reverse, the laws to corrupt and deform, and the Great Dao to disappear without a trace. In the blink of an eye, this desolate star sea was transformed into a deadly wasteland.

However, Jiang Sheng seemed unable to sense the slightest bit of the power of the Pure Yang. From the moment the Heavenly Evil Ancestor first revealed his pressure, Jiang Sheng knew that the Heavenly Evil Ancestor was indeed at the end of his rope and was not as strong as before.

With the power that Tianxie Ancestor is displaying now, he can barely maintain the Pure Yang level, and he can't even compare to an ordinary Pure Yang cultivator, let alone the Dao-holding realm of the past.

"Ancestor, you died during the great calamity of the Xuanmen sect, so what's the point of coming back to life?"

Jiang Sheng's voice was calm, clear, and devoid of joy or anger, as if he were chatting about everyday matters: "Your work has kept my Judicial Heavenly Lord's Palace busy for quite some time, and it has also cost my Eastern Heavenly Daoist family a lot of effort."

The Heavenly Evil Ancestor laughed, a chilling and maniacal laugh: "Does my being alive bother you?"

Jiang Sheng nodded: "Dongyang Realm is a realm under my Penglai. It is now severely damaged, with less than one-tenth of its living beings remaining. This cause and effect is on your head, Ancestor."

"There are also the Hundred Fruit Realm, the Eastern Flow Realm, the Peony Realm, and the Southern Illumination Realm."

Jiang Sheng named each world, his eyes devoid of joy or sorrow, yet he already held the black Qingping Sword in his hand: "Ancestor, it would have been fine if you had stayed hidden in some corner, but you had to cause such a commotion. The great calamity that was once so auspicious for the Eastern Heaven has been tarnished because of you."

"Therefore, I beg you, Ancestor, to die again."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Heavenly Evil Ancestor activated his divine power. The boundless, surging waves of filth and decay in the desolate star sea transformed into a corrupting palm that encompassed the star sea, descending upon Jiang Sheng and sealing off time and space, suppressing life and death.

"Who do you think you are, you little Penglai Lingyuan?!"

Jiang Sheng didn't say much. He circulated the Yin-Yang Calamity Extinction Three Transformations Five Elements Mystic Method, and the surging power of the Three Calamities Extinction was continuously poured into the Qingping Sword, causing the seven blue lotuses covering the black sword to bloom one after another. In the next instant, the deep and condensed power of the final calamity and the final luck surrounded the sword and merged with the Three Calamities Extinction, transforming into a sword aura that could cut through anything and destroy all laws.

The golden threads of cause and effect wrapped around Jiang Sheng's left hand dissipated and crumbled, turning into specks of gold that permeated the sword's body, adding a touch of gold to the azure-colored Qingping Sword. The next moment, Jiang Sheng swung the sword and slashed out: "Sever Cause and Effect!"

Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique, severing cause and effect!

Jiang Sheng's use of the "Severing Cause and Effect" technique was completely different from Zhang Ling's!

Zhang Ling was ignorant of the mysteries of the Three Calamities and Five Tribulations, the power of the Yin-Yang Calamity, and the Dao of the Final Calamity. What he used was merely a pseudo-divine power created by burning his destiny and soul with the blessing of the Southern Illumination Realm. That sword strike only illuminated the karma on the Heavenly Evil Ancestor's body, without blocking it, let alone cutting it off.

Jiang Sheng's sword strike is rooted in Yin and Yang, and follows the path of the final calamity and destiny. It manifests the three calamities and five tribulations, transforming into a sword that can sever everything and cut through nothing.

All laws can be broken, time can be severed, and even cause and effect can be cut off!
In an instant, the sword light that severed cause and effect collided with the giant hand that encompassed the starry sea. In a moment, the giant hand was cleaved in two by the sword light. That extremely sharp sword light, capable of severing the cause and effect of all heavens, pierced through the void and annihilated time. Even when the Heavenly Evil Ancestor realized the danger and transformed into countless forms to hide in billions of time and space, he still could not withstand the sharpness of this sword.

At this moment, the Heavenly Evil Ancestor seemed to have returned to the sense of powerlessness he felt when facing the Kaiyuan Daojun during the Xuanmen Great Calamity: the Kaiyuan Daojun's attacks were firmly locked onto him, no matter where he hid or what methods he used, they would bombard him and erase his existence.

And now, Jiang Sheng's sword light is the same, firmly locking onto everything about him. Even if he transforms into countless forms, countless sword lights will still cleave through billions of time and space.

"How is this possible?!"

The Heavenly Evil Ancestor stared in disbelief at Jiang Sheng's sword light. How could this kid's sword strike that severed karma possess such power?!

In an instant, as the sword light flashed, a gust of wind seemed to rise.

The wind blows across countless realms, a gentle breeze sweeps through billions of time and space, the wind whispers and sings, the void wind passes by, and the Heavenly Evil Ancestor in billions of time and space trembles at the same time, and then his whole body cracks.

At this moment, from the seven strains and five injuries, the five innate poisons to the poison of the abyss and the corruption of heaven and earth, from the stagnant poison of heaven and earth and the decline of the world to the poison of the Great Dao.
The Heavenly Evil Ancestor, who had spent his life studying poisons and diseases, suddenly remembered a saying: "Of all diseases, wind is the most prevalent; when the wind blows, a person falls."

At this moment, the Heavenly Evil Ancestor finally understood the meaning of those words.

As the void dissipated, the Heavenly Evil Ancestor, existing across countless dimensions, simultaneously turned to dust. Meanwhile, in the desolate starry sea of ​​reality, the Heavenly Evil Ancestor maintained his outstretched palm posture, muttering to himself, seemingly mocking himself, seemingly begging for mercy, before vanishing into nothingness in the next instant. (End of Chapter)