A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 725 The Arrogant Witch
[Real World], Shaoxian Mountain.

The great human being emerged from the void and looked at this "Pure Land of Creation" imbued with terrifying, illusory power of the Great Dao, including plagues, diseases, and miasma, his expression icy cold.

With a flick of his finger, a wisp of the mysteries of plague, disease, and miasma was extracted, swirling into a terrifying aura of corpses, faintly threatening to condense into a world-shaking phenomenon that would shake the Realm of Truth, distorting the laws of heaven and earth outside this "Pure Land of Creation."

With a flick of his finger, the great human being forcefully suppressed the terrifying celestial phenomenon that was about to form and the impending distortion of the laws of heaven and earth, all of which were imbued with the will of the human race, and collapsed into an ominous, pale green crystal.

"He's gotten stronger again. Is it because of the Nine Heavens and the Nine Netherworld?"

"Or has He comprehended more principles of law, cultivated other illusory Great Daos, and begun to dabble in the authority of other Great Daos?"

The human race's great supernatural being had an unusually solemn expression, and sighed inwardly.

After pausing for a moment, he stretched out his hands, forming a gesture imbued with a sense of ancient and desolate beauty, and began to sway and dance. At the same time, he silently recited the names of the Fire Emperor and his fellow Daoists from the other kingdoms, borrowing a trace of their great fortune, destiny, and illusory Dao.

In an instant, the pale green crystal slowly floated in mid-air, and a dazzling flame fell from the sky and merged into it. The power of dozens of great creators gradually roared, and countless flames with a terrifying pale green aura and vastness flickered in mid-air, sticking together to form dazzling threads of cause and effect.

As this great human being moved, these threads of cause and effect gradually intertwined and merged, weaving into an unbreakable "rope" that pointed directly to a terrifying, monstrous, innate deity and all his projections of other selves.

Inside the Nine Netherworld.

A powerful being who had just skinned a demon alive and was recuperating suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the "rope" that was already wrapped around his body, and looked towards the Shaoxian Mountain in the Real World from the origin of the "rope," where he saw the human being standing before the "Pure Land of Creation" that he had originally created.

A sinister smile crept across the lips of this naturally divine being, and a murderous aura emanated from him.

His voice pierced through countless times and reached the ears of the great human beings, "Wu Fan, are you courting death?"

"Don't think that just because the Fire Emperor has reached the pinnacle of creation and possesses the power of the pseudo-Other Shore, you can provoke me!"

"That is His power, not yours!"

[The Real World], before Shaoxian Mountain.

Wu Fan's gaze was icy, and his tone was indifferent, "The master of Shaoxian Mountain has the appearance of a beast, the shape of an ox, the skin of a red beast, the face of a human, the hooves of a horse, and the voice of a child. He calls himself Yayu."

"Controlling plagues, controlling diseases, and expelling miasma are acts of cannibalism!"

"I am a shaman of humankind, skilled in exorcism. This is a struggle for the Great Dao, and it must be fought to the death!"

Wu Fan drew a peerless weapon resembling emerald branches and swung it straight at the heavens, unleashing wave after wave of firelight imbued with the willpower of humanity. This firelight rose amidst countless fragments of cosmic light throughout the myriad realms, creating a magnificent spectacle.

Strands of terrifying green light pierced through the Nine Netherworld, carrying the power of the sea of ​​suffering, striking the primordial spirit of the impoverished and shaking the true spirit at the infinite heights.

“My calamity and your exorcism are indeed intertwined, and there should be a contest to seize the corresponding authority.”

"But at this moment, you're raising a battle for the Great Dao in order to eliminate the interference of powerful beings at the Perfected Creation level and thus kill me?"

"Humans, you are such a naive and delicious treat!"

A thick cloud of miasma emanated from the gaping maw of the Yayu, forming wisps of corrosive, ghastly green light that instantly bound the countless fallen emerald branches.

At the same time, the rough, sharp, and irregularly patterned beast claws of Yayu tore through the void, transforming into a great divine power that was wrapped with three different illusory great paths. It fell like stars, blooming on fragments of cosmic light, annihilating Wu Fan's projection of his other self.

Wu Fan looked at the beast claws tearing at him, his expression unchanged, and took out a strap that looked like a leather rope, then waved it into the air.

In an instant, the bindings split into countless strands, wrapping around the beast's claws and flashing with dozens of different purifying flames, directly burning away the plague, disease, and miasma that clung to the claws, causing Yayu to let out a painful howl.

This flame was not only that; it extended directly upwards along the beast's claw, entangling the illusory Great Dao of Yayu, and burning away the corresponding laws and principles along with it.

"Damn it!"

"A treasure of creation shaped from dozens of illusory Daos with purifying properties, yet it can only be used once!"

"Damn humans, how long have you been preparing for this?!"

With its claws bound, Yayu's illusory power within its body was suppressed, causing it to roar loudly within the [Nine Netherworld].

Wu Fan did not respond, but directly summoned a small sword with the sharp Golden Dao and the Ultimate Dao intertwined, and drove his own magic power to forcefully swing it at the countless projections of other selves in the myriad worlds of Ya Yu.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

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Sword beams, piercing flesh and blood, annihilating all laws and principles, and bringing an end to all things, rose in all the heavens and myriad realms. They then ceased to roam, severing the ability of the great creators to continuously generate projections of other selves.

Wu Fan waved his hand again, and streaks of fire fell from the Sun Star, using himself as a beacon, directly sinking into Shaoxian Mountain in the Real World. This destroyed the landmark that Yayu had anchored at the current point in time, and cleared away the distortion of the laws of the Real World environment by this innate saint.

"bump!"

The bandages binding the Yayu Beast's claws and part of the illusory Great Dao broke off, and this naturally born saintly figure roared back. Countless filth, countless depravity, and countless darkness gathered from the [Nine Netherworld] beneath his feet, like tentacles with sharp teeth and huge mouths, gnawing at Wu Fan from afar.

"boom!"

A bronze mirror shimmered and rose behind Wu Fan's head, carrying his auspicious clouds imbued with the vast true meaning and the Dao of Heaven and Man, reflecting billions of scorching stars with thick and intense solar fire.

Without a sound, the scorching star within the bronze mirror suddenly exploded, and the vast solar power splashed out from the "multiverse" within the bronze mirror, spreading into an endless torrent. Using the shattered fragments of the Creation Treasure as guiding lights, it poured directly into the [Nine Netherworld].

Yayu's pupils dilated instantly, and his physical form blurred rapidly, with wisps of shadow transforming into swimming fish, about to disperse into various parts of the [Nine Netherworld]. However, the bronze mirror behind Wu Fan's head shone countless rays of sunlight first, piercing into the [Nine Netherworld] and cleaving through the shadows surrounding Yayu like a long sword, forcing his figure to solidify again.

At this moment, Yayu had no way to escape!

"Boom!"

It was as if a real sun was rising from beneath Yayu's feet, hanging high in the sky above the Nine Netherworld.

Countless demons born in the Netherworld looked terrified, their skin gradually bursting open, and countless powers were dismembered under the sun's radiance, emitting screams of agony.

The entire area, spanning billions of miles and filled with filth and evil energy, was instantly evaporated, causing the will of the [Nine Netherworld] to become slightly active, emitting a faint rumble, and instinctively mobilizing some of the power of the nearby Dao to cover this "small scar".

At this moment, the blockade, jointly created by the Fire Emperor and dozens of other great masters of creation, along with a trace of fortune, destiny, and the illusory Dao, was torn apart by the will of the Nine Netherworlds.

The traces of the Dao struggle that Wu Fan deliberately concealed were simultaneously revealed throughout the myriad realms and became known to all those with great creative powers.

A Taoist priest dressed in an ancient robe, with his hair tied up with a wooden fork, looked at the flames rising in all the heavens and myriad worlds on a vast starry river and sighed, "Another battle of the Dao, but this is indeed a good time."

A goddess clad in divine robes stood in the vast expanse of the moon, beneath the laurel tree, and chuckled softly, “All those who have achieved perfect creation and can draw upon the power of the Nine Heavens or the Nine Netherworlds are using the pseudo-otherworldly power to rewind to an unknown past, and it is unknown when they will return.”

“Those who have lost the protection of the power of the other shore are indeed most likely to perish during this rather special period. It is indeed a good time to engage in the struggle for the Dao, consolidate power, and carry out a purge.”

On a towering sycamore branch, an emperor dressed in a feather robe stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, and said calmly, "The Xuanhuang Heavenly Venerable is now driving the [Taiji Diagram], evolving the Taiji Golden Bridge, suppressing all the heavens and myriad realms, sorting out the laws of heaven and earth, and balancing the yin and yang of the heavens. This is the confidence of this human race and other great supernatural beings in the struggle for the Great Dao."

"Just like in the early stages of this era, we, the great masters of creation, had to sit in our respective dojos, using our own laws and the illusory Great Dao to suppress the [real world]'s positions, and incidentally sort out the fragments of boundless cosmic light. How could these fellow practitioners have the strength to engage in Daoist struggles?"

"I fear that once I make a move, I will be suppressed by nearly a thousand fellow cultivators, who will refine me and transform me into a peerless weapon, forcibly serving as one of the fulcrums for suppressing the [True Realm]."

Nearly a thousand cultivators who had not yet reached the pinnacle of their cultivation looked at each other and spoke softly. The illusory Dao of their bodies spread out gently in unison, giving the impression that they would strike at any moment, seeking out their own Dao enemies and unleashing their offensive divine powers.

However, this was ultimately just a "trend" and did not become action.

Two powerful beings are currently locked in a battle across the myriad realms, and they have already sensed a subtle shift from reality into illusion. If nearly a thousand powerful beings were to actually engage in a full-blown fight, the end of this era might be brought forward to the next moment, which would be far too costly.

Most of them simply want to perfect their own illusory Dao and create their own symbolic objects, which are carried by auspicious clouds, serving as the foundation for their future escape from the sea of ​​suffering and ascent to the other shore.

Once the final calamity arrives, even those with great supernatural powers whose creation has not yet reached its full potential will not have even the slightest chance to reach the other shore and seize a meager life force.

Such an unwise thing would not be done by the vast majority of those with great magical powers.

Even if a struggle and reckoning were to truly take place, it would only be a matter of human shamans and demons, with the latter determining a victor and a final outcome.

"crash"

Wu Fan opened his palms, and strands of golden silk threads hung down from his ten fingers, transforming into countless thick cotton ropes imbued with golden Dao fire. These ropes entangled into a boundless net, bypassing the will of the Nine Netherworlds, and descended upon the area where the true fire of the sun in the [Nine Netherworld] was gradually extinguishing.

"Roar!"

A hoarse roar suddenly echoed, shattering the thick cotton ropes imbued with golden Dao flames and slicing them into countless fragments resembling willow catkins.

"Boom!"

Wu Fan frowned slightly, and the silk threads on his ten fingers shattered completely, emitting sounds like a bowstring snapping.

The magical treasure in his hand had completely lost its power and could no longer be used.

Wu Fan looked at the [Nine Netherworld] and said softly, "This place of shortcut actually granted this demon such a huge boost of power. Even after using several treasures of creation, it still has such a strong resistance. Perhaps it is no less than a great supernatural being at the level of perfect creation."

Although he kept muttering these words, he did not stop. He took out a longbow with the meaning of Taiyin killing gods and successively nocked seven arrows engraved with the sun bird and its corresponding symbol.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Seven dazzling streaks of light streaked across the void, and seven astonishing long arrows transformed into seven divine birds with flawless wings. They traversed the void from the Realm of Truth, heading straight for the infinite heights, striking the Yayu True Spirit directly from the ground, along with His primordial spirit and Dao body located in the Netherworld.

Time seemed to stand still for a few breaths across all the heavens and myriad realms. Countless fragments of cosmic light and all symbols associated with the "sun" were affected, vibrating and emanating endless, dazzling light and radiant glow.

Seeing this, a powerful being secretly marveled, "Using seven creation treasures at once! Human Wu Fan, what a grand gesture!"

Some naturally born saints, who were restrained by the illusory Great Dao such as the sun, crimson flames, fire element, heavenly light, and high temperature, looked utterly horrified.

"If those seven arrows were aimed at me, I definitely wouldn't be able to withstand them. This human great supernatural being is too ruthless!"

"Wu Fan, a human? Is this race really that wealthy? These are seven treasures of creation! And he just used them without even blinking an eye!"

"No need to look anymore, Yayu is doomed. Apart from the pseudo-Other Shore taking action, no one with great power of creation can withstand this attack. Even if they are favored by the will of the Nine Netherworld and can borrow the power of the [Nine Netherworld], it is still the same."

Within the Nine Netherworld, many powerful beings of creation, transformed into demonic forms, shook their heads and sighed inwardly as they swiftly moved away from the spot where the seven arrows had fallen, lest they be severely injured by the aftershocks of such a formidable treasure attack.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Seven sun birds descended, unleashing seven terrifying, blazing halos, like the sun in the Real World, splitting into seven forms that mercilessly crashed down.

The will of the Nine Netherworlds surged, and wave after wave of power from the near-path was poured in, but for a time, it was still unable to "extinguish" the raging sea of ​​solar fire.

Wu Fan murmured some ancient language that did not belong to this era, his gaze passing through various obstacles to see directly at Ya Yu's true spirit, which had been mostly shattered.

Without hesitation, he immediately reached out and probed into the [Nine Netherworld], intending to bring out the true spirit of Yayu and completely annihilate it.

(End of this chapter)