Honghuang: I am Qitian and I want to fight for the throne

Chapter 467 The Evil Dominator of the Disc Retreats

He, Qitian, since traversing the primordial world—

He has committed fraud and swindle, and he has also taken advantage of others to steal.

Of course, there are also those who fight to the death at the same level, and those who, as quasi-saints, defy the odds and kill saints.

There were also battles with numerous demon gods, and clashes between people from the original world.
There were wins and losses, and he also asked for help from others. He ran away when he couldn't win more than once or twice.

But he never begged for mercy, nor did he plead for survival.

His pride, his backbone, forbade him to bow his head and beg from anyone!

And it didn't exist before, it doesn't exist now, and it won't exist in the future.

Especially... it's about begging women for protection to survive.
Even if utter destruction lies ahead!
If it's war, then let's fight!

If you're going to die, die with your spine straight!

This is the true Qitian!
He stopped looking at Nuwa and turned his gaze back to the primordial sky beyond, where chaotic energy surged and resembled an apocalyptic scene.

All his anger, humiliation, and resentment were forcibly suppressed into the deepest part of his heart, turning into a cold, hard, stubborn stone.

Wait silently.

Awaiting the arrival of that final fate.

But he wasn't really going to sit idly by and wait for his doom.

Deep within his primordial spirit, he had refined a one ten-thousandth of the connection with the origin of the World Tree, which he tightly enveloped with his will, ready at any moment.

If the final outcome is truly hopeless, then he will try to detonate the World Tree!
Even if he only had a one in ten thousand chance of control, even if the odds of success were slim, even if he succeeded, the end result would be utter annihilation, he still wanted to let these rulers who regarded him as an ant know that even ants have the power to shake the heavens!
Even if it means being shattered to pieces, I will still splatter their blood!

It ruined their plans.

Just as Qi Tian silently gathered his resolute will to perish together with his opponent, within the chaos—

The Lord of Death has completely transformed into a massive, dark green sea of ​​death that has expanded to its limit!
Countless terrifying scenes, condensed from the pure laws of death, are born and die within: collapsing galaxies turn into decaying dust, and extinguished stars collapse into all-consuming black holes.

The bones of countless living beings converged into a roaring sea of ​​the dead, and the endless vortex of the void tore apart everything in existence!
Every wisp of the dissipating aura of death is enough to bring a vast world to an instant end!
"Boom~"

The concrete image of billions of deaths coalesces into a tide of the dead, rushing toward the Lord of Fate, intending to drag him into decay and death!
The figure of the Destiny Master is elusive and uncertain.

It was as if it had completely merged into the invisible river of time, with cold, obscure threads of destiny flowing around it.

Faced with the devastating onslaught of the Lord of Death, he merely extended a finger made of countless intertwined threads and gently pointed it out.

"Certainly."

Ancient sounds rang out.

In an instant, the roaring tide of the dead abruptly stopped.

Immediately following was the Sea of ​​Death, formed by the Lord of Death. The surging, decaying galaxy froze, and the all-consuming black hole seemed to have been paused!

The power of destiny forcefully interferes with reality, instantly "freezing" the terrifying power unleashed by the Lord of Death at the critical point of its eruption!
"break!"

The roar of the Lord of Death resounded.

The frozen river of death exploded violently, forcibly breaking free from the shackles of fate, and an even more violent tide of death surged back up!

The figure of the master of destiny appears and disappears amidst the torrent of destruction, while the threads of destiny rapidly flow, weave, and dismantle.

Every swipe of the fingertip precisely "tweaks" certain key elements in the tide of death.

The violent death zones, like sandcastles stripped of their foundations, mysteriously crumbled and vanished on their own!
But then more deaths followed.

The battle between the two rulers has reached a fever pitch.

The forces of death and destiny surged wildly, and vast swathes of chaos vanished into nothingness.

Meanwhile, the Lord of Hongmeng stood quietly on the edge of the battlefield, observing.

Deep within those eyes that seemed to see through existence and non-existence, a purple-gold light flowed endlessly, as if analyzing every collision between the two supreme paths of death and destiny, and deducing the infinite mysteries within.

The purple-gold glow surrounding him acted like an unchanging barrier, easily isolating the terrifying aftershocks of the battle.

"Squeak~ Crack~ Crack~"

Chaos wailed, and disordered energy was stirred into a world-destroying tidal wave. Countless minor and medium worlds created by the two dominant energy planes were silently destroyed and disappeared like bubbles!
Then it was opened up again.

A small part of the chaos was caught in a cycle of destruction and rebirth.

Just as the battle between death and destiny reached its most intense stage, and chaos reached its peak—

A sudden change occurred!

Without any warning, a figure suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield!

It was as if he was always meant to be there, but no one had noticed him before.

The newcomer was enveloped in a hazy halo.

That halo wasn't energy; it was more like the most primordial and fundamental "existence" itself.

The face was blurred, and one could only vaguely sense an indescribable antiquity and majesty, as if it had existed eternally before the creation of the world.

"Buzz!"

The fierce battle between the Lord of Death and the Lord of Destiny instantly ceased.

They looked over together with the Primordial Ruler.

She exclaimed in surprise:
"You actually came too!"

However, before the visitor could reply, the three men's pupils constricted and their faces showed shock.

"Founder? You."

The deathly aura of the Lord of Death surged violently, and two points of scarlet demonic light were filled with disbelief and astonishment.

The threads of fate that flowed around the master of destiny also showed a noticeable slowdown.

For the first time, the eternal purple-gold radiance of the Primordial Chaos Ruler began to ripple intensely, like waves on water!
of course,

They were not shaken by the fact that one of the four great rulers alongside them—the Primordial Spirit—had also descended upon this realm.

Instead, the expression in the eyes of the Primordial Spirit revealed a look of panic!

His aura was also somewhat chaotic.

This gave them a sense of absurdity.

But then came an unprecedented chill.

Because the sense of panic that enveloped the Primordial Spirit was incredibly real and incredibly intense, completely overturning their understanding of this ruler!

At their level, they have long since transcended life, death, illusion, and annihilation.

Moreover, this is only a part of their consciousness. Even if they are destroyed, their main bodies will not be affected in the slightest and they will never lose their composure like this!

panic?

These words had long been foreign and forgotten in their almost eternal lives!
Unless... unless they encounter a truly incomprehensible, irresistible... great terror that threatens their very existence!
But they have already reached the top of the original world.

Apart from each other, there is nothing that can threaten them.

"Leave this place immediately!"

Before the three could ask questions in surprise, the voice of the Primordial Spirit, which carried a hint of urgency and panic, exploded directly in the primordial spirits of the three rulers, like an invisible imprint of law!
"Pan's evil intent... has awakened!"

In just seven words, a single sentence struck the mind of death, destiny, and primordial chaos like seven bolts of divine lightning that cleaved the heavens and the earth.

盘！
The primordial spirit once spoke of the legendary creator of the original world!
Lord of all paths!

The source of all creation!

His...malice?!

It actually awakened in this world?!
"Just now we encountered Pan's malevolent intent, which distracted us. We must leave immediately! And..."

The voice of the Primordial Spirit was urgent: "Within one great eon, we must not attack this world! We must not descend upon it! Otherwise, it will personally come to the Origin World... to settle scores!"

"Just a wicked thought!" At that moment, the Lord of Death roared fiercely:
"What is there to fear? At worst, we can use our true forms to completely annihilate it!"

His harsh tone was filled with exasperation and resentment.

He originally wanted to obtain everything from the 'Wasteland' and the 'Pan' to find a stronger path, but now that the evil intentions of the Pan have emerged, everything about the Pan must have been obtained or inherited by the other party.

How could he be willing to do so.

Annihilate them, seize everything!
That is what the Lord of Death is thinking right now.

"Suppress and kill?"

The Primordial Spirit shook its head, its expression solemn:
"That malevolent thought...it felt...stronger than I was!"

"what?"

Dead!

Absolute silence!
The turbulent energy currents in the chaos seemed to freeze at this moment.

Even stronger than the Primordial Spirit...?!

Those few words, like an invisible giant hammer, made the Lord of Death's heart pound wildly and his back go cold.

Both Destiny and Hongmeng looked horrified.

The Primordial Spirit's strength, in truth, should be recognized as the strongest among the four rulers!

Even HarmonyOS, which usually prides itself on being number one, knows deep down that it is no match.

And a single evil thought... was even stronger than the strongest primordial spirit itself?
Could it be that Pan's level of evil surpasses theirs?
Above the Sovereign? What kind of realm is that?
But what was the true form of "Pan" before it exiled itself?

The three rulers' expressions shifted between light and dark, their eyes flickering.

Believe it or not, I'm leaving now!

The Primordial Spirit left behind a single sentence, ignoring the three beings of the same level. The hazy aura surrounding him flashed suddenly, his figure faded instantly, and finally disappeared completely into the chaos.

but,

In the instant it vanished completely, a faint thought pierced through the chaos and disappeared into the primordial world.

With the departure of the Primordial Spirit, Chaos once again fell into a deathly silence.

"The weather's about to change!"

A moment later, the Lord of Destiny gazed deeply in the direction of the primordial world. In his cold, fateful eyes, endless deductions and calculations seemed to flash by in an instant, before finally turning into silence.

Then disappeared.

Next up is the Primordial Ruler.

Those eyes, seemingly able to see through existence and non-existence, swept over the Lord of Death and the primordial world. A faint purple-gold glow flashed, then vanished without a trace like a dream.

They left without hesitation.

In the chaotic battlefield, only the ruler of death remains.

Dark green death energy surged, and two points of scarlet demonic light flickered violently.

It shows extreme struggle and unwillingness.

Give up? Just leave?
But the secret of the "wasteland" was so close, and he didn't really believe what the Primordial Spirit said. How could a mere evil thought be stronger than them, the rulers?

"Does the founder mean to make us wary and retreat, so that he can secretly pocket everything in the scheme?"

"It's very likely I'll have to go see for myself."

However, before the idea of ​​the Death Ruler could take shape—

"Om..."

An indescribable surge of energy suddenly and without warning swept across his body from the depths of chaos.

That aura... is indescribable!
It seems to gather all the deepest, most violent, most chaotic, and most primal negative thoughts in the world!
Terrifying, powerful!
A terrifying sense of dread, originating from the very essence of life, like facing a natural enemy, is like a million cold steel needles piercing every corner of the mind that is dominated by the Lord of Death!
The extreme threat of death made him tremble violently.

"Uh……!"

The Death Lord's dark green death aura suddenly contracted inward, and the two scarlet spots immediately revealed unprecedented fear!
escape!
Without any hesitation, the dark green death aura, like a bubble bursting, vanished without a trace with a soft "pop"!
They escaped faster than the Primordial Spirit, Destiny, and Primordial Chaos combined!
It was as if if you were even a fraction of a second slower, you would be completely swallowed up and crushed by the terrifying aura emanating from it!
All the harsh words, the schemes, the resentment... in the face of absolute terror, they all turned into the most primal instinct for survival!
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In the primordial wilderness, above the ruins of the Fire Cloud Cave, nine heavens above.

Tai Chu and the others, who were waiting to fight in the chaos, were all shocked when they sensed the disappearance of the terrifying fluctuations.

Then all eyes were focused on Qi Tian.

They knew that the purpose of those rulers was all for this representative of the Half-Heavenly Path.

coming soon!
Qi Tian's body tensed instantly.

Then he relaxed again, and his mind, will, and everything else became calm and still.

Because he was already prepared!

Prepare to face death with equanimity.

Because regardless of who wins or loses among the three rulers, based on previous assessments, his fate will be dire.

But—before death arrives, he will try to detonate that one in ten thousand ultimate means.

If successful, it will surely give these high and mighty rulers an unforgettable "surprise"!
of course,

The price will be high; not only will he perish, but the entire prehistoric world will likely perish with him.

But he showed no mercy whatsoever.

"If you have to blame someone, blame Yang Mei, blame those rulers! You wouldn't have died if they hadn't forced you!"

of course,

Qi Tian wasn't entirely without remorse, after all, his disciples and confidantes wouldn't be spared either.

But he showed no sign of giving up.

Call him cold-blooded or ruthless, he was everything.
"The Sovereign's avatars... have all left this world."

Suddenly, a clear, relieved voice rang out softly.

It is Nuwa.

boom!
These words exploded like a thunderclap in the depths of everyone's hearts and minds!

Disbelief, surprise, astonishment, bewilderment, anger, joy, relief, and survival.
A complex mix of emotions was evident on everyone's faces.

"What? Leave? Impossible!"

Yang Mei was the first to come to her senses, letting out a scream, her smugness vanishing completely.

All that remains is the anger, resentment, and panic of being abandoned:
"How could the Sovereign leave? No, it's all fake, Nuwa, you're lying to me."

However, before he could finish his roar, Tai Chu, Yue Chan, and Yue Ji quickly exchanged a glance.

Without the slightest hesitation or any verbal exchange, they instantly tore through the void and retreated directly back to the Underworld.

This sudden evacuation caught everyone off guard.

Qi Tian was the same, but she reacted instantly, though she had no intention of giving chase.

After all, even if Nuwa were willing to go with him to hunt them down, she couldn't do anything to the three of them.

and,

The desire to destroy the three of them was not as strong as the desire to destroy the other one.

"Shh!"

His burning golden eyes suddenly turned to Yang Mei, who had been abandoned by the Lord of Death!

His gaze was icy and chilling, containing a murderous intent powerful enough to freeze the chaos!
All the murderous intent, ferocity, pent-up resentment, and overwhelming rage erupted with a roar!
"Yang Mei!"

(End of this chapter)