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

Chapter 474 The Fall of the Dao: Blood Rain Across the Three Realms

The golden holy blood had just surged forth when it was instantly reduced to nothingness!
Qi Tian was blasted away by that irresistible and terrifying force!
What was scattered along the way was not blood, but fragments of the holy body of the Golden Flame and points of primordial light!

“Master——!!!”

Beyond the vast chaos, the Golden Roc's eyes were bloodshot as it let out a heart-wrenching roar!

He watched helplessly as his master's body shattered under the terrifying axe intent!
He wanted to rush over, but the residual power of the Great Dao left by the collision core, enough to obliterate a saint, was like an invisible chasm, pinning him firmly to the spot, leaving him only able to let out a beast-like wail!
boom--! ! !
Until Qi Tian's broken body was blasted away for countless billions of miles, crashing heavily onto a chaotic continent that had just been born from the collision.

It smashed through the continent in an instant, reducing it to dust!

A violent energy storm swept across billions of miles!

puff!
Hongjun was also suffering.

His body trembled violently. The backlash from forcibly drawing upon the power of the Great Dao, as well as the enormous depletion caused by sacrificing his lifespan and origin, also weakened his aura.

The arm holding the Pangu Axe was trembling uncontrollably, and the power of the Great Dao on the axe had dissipated.

But on his wrinkled, skull-like face, a hideous and gleeful smile appeared!

Become!

The body of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven is shattered, and his primordial spirit is destroyed!
Dead!
No living being could survive under the power of the Pangu Axe that had drawn upon the power of the Great Dao!
Even just a tiny projection!
"Om~"

Despite the excruciating pain that seemed to tear his body apart and the weakness and dizziness in his primordial spirit, Hongjun took a step forward and appeared on the chaotic continent that had been smashed through by Qitian and was collapsing and being annihilated.

Below, Qi Tian's battered body lay amidst the churning chaotic currents.

The body that once shone with the golden light of the Great Dao's merits has long since lost all its flesh and blood.

All that remained was a golden skeleton covered in spiderweb-like cracks.

Its aura was extremely weak, like a candle flickering in the wind; the flame of its primordial spirit was dim and swaying, as if it would be completely extinguished at any moment.

Near death!

Severely damaged and on the verge of extinction!

Hongjun looked down at the enemy who had once brought him endless humiliation and threats, now lying in the chaotic dust like a broken doll. An indescribable joy and the pleasure of controlling everything welled up in his heart.

His parched lips parted, revealing bloodstained teeth, and emitted a hoarse, piercing laugh like that of a night owl:

"Hehehe... Qi Tian! Do you see this? This is the consequence of opposing me! From the beginning of chaos until now, those who defy my will have never had a good end!"
"You...won't be an exception either!"

As he spoke, he raised the Pangu Axe, still gleaming with a chilling light, high in his hand:
"Die! Your essence, your treasures, will all become my capital to reach the pinnacle!"

As the axe blade fell, the aura of death engulfed Qi Tian.

He wanted to resist and fight back, but he couldn't. That wisp of the Great Dao power severely injured him, leaving him without the strength to even move a finger. He could only watch helplessly as the axe blade magnified in his vision.

And then there's Hongjun's twisted and ferocious face.

Is it over...?

Despite fighting fiercely all the way, in the end... he still lost...

Defeated by the power of this Great Dao...

Unwilling... endless unwillingness...

But consciousness has already begun to sink, sliding towards the abyss of eternal darkness.

However, just as the axe blade was about to touch him—

hum! ! !
An indescribable surge of vitality, like a volcano dormant for billions of years, suddenly erupted from the depths of the World Stick he held tightly in his hand!
It is not the power of the origin of the Heavenly Dao!
It is a more ancient and purer creative force, seemingly originating from the womb of all things and the source of life!

Vast, gentle, yet overwhelmingly powerful!
Like the first ray of life at the beginning of chaos!
This incredibly powerful vitality instantly broke through the deathly freeze brought about by the Pangu Axe's lock, surging into Qi Tian's crumbling body like a warm spring of life!
Miracles are born from the impossible!

Like the skeletal remains of broken porcelain, they were instantly smoothed out by an invisible hand under the sweeping force of this immense vitality!
Flesh and blood were instantly regenerated as before!

Even the decay and depletion caused by sacrificing one's lifespan, as well as the terrifying Dao injuries left by the power of the Great Dao, were instantly healed under this great power of creation, like ice and snow melting away!
Even the dim and flickering primordial spirit, nourished by this vitality, seemed to be injected with inexhaustible fuel, and suddenly surged!

It became more solid and dazzling than ever before!
An unprecedented feeling of completeness, strength, and even faintly surpassing the peak state instantly filled Qi Tian's limbs, bones, and soul!
This sudden and dramatic change was faster than anyone could have imagined!

One moment he was on the verge of death and in despair, the next he was full of vigor and strength!

Qi Tian's originally dim and desperate eyes suddenly burst forth with a dazzling divine light!

"What?!!"

The sinister smile on Hongjun's face froze instantly.

His eyes, sunken deep from the sacrifice, were filled with disbelief!
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
He sacrificed his eternal lifespan and drew upon the power of the Great Dao to deliver this fatal blow!
Under Pangu's axe, the sacred body shattered and its origin was annihilated—this is an ironclad law!
It is a wound to the Great Way!
How could the World Tree possibly unleash such terrifying vitality, instantly healing all Dao injuries and backlashes?!

This level of power even faintly surpasses the projection of the Great Dao that he has invoked!
It is filled with the essence of life!
"roll--!!!"

A sound like a thunderclap from chaos exploded!

The World Stick suddenly swerved horizontally, slamming into the side of the Pangu Axe at the last second.

"clang--!!!"

The terrifying power caused the Pangu Axe in Hongjun's hand, no longer at its peak, to deflect and strike the chaotic void beside Qitian's head.

The terrifying energy caused half of Qi Tian's head to explode open again.

But Qi Tian paid no heed, his eyes flashing with ferocity as the laws of internal force and the boundless power of the Heavenly Dao gathered in his left hand.

"Die!"

The golden fist, like the divine metal of chaos, like divine light, tore through solidified spacetime, ignoring the lingering threat of Pangu's axe, striking solidly and fiercely—

It slammed into Hongjun's chest!

boom--! ! !
A terrifyingly loud, muffled bang that could stop your heart!
Hongjun's withered purple-gold body dented inward like a broken sack struck by a giant hammer!
The distinct cracking sounds of bones breaking rang out like popping beans!
The disbelief on his face was instantly replaced by extreme pain!
"Uhhh-!!!"

Fresh blood, mixed with internal organs, laws, and fragments of the origin, gushed out of his mouth!

He was blasted backward by this unimaginable force, and the Pangu Axe in his hand almost flew out of his grasp!

however,
Qi Tian punched Hongjun away, but his movements didn't stop for a moment!

"die--!!!"

Qi Tian's eyes burned with killing intent. He took a step forward, and chaos exploded beneath his feet, instantly catching up with Hong Jun.

The Law of Power, the power of the Heavenly Dao, the power of the physical body, the power of the primordial spirit. All power, all will, all anger converge on the World Rod.

"Wow!!!"

The divine runes of countless worlds lit up simultaneously, evolving into a magnificent phenomenon of the birth and death of all worlds and the cycle of reincarnation of all heavens!

It crushes eternity and shatters the heavens!
The golden-green staff shadow transformed into a finishing blow.

Ignoring the distance of space and the barrier of time, with a terrifying will to shatter and annihilate everything, it crashed down on Hongjun, who was flying backward!
"Do not--!!!"

An unprecedented aura of death!
Despite the excruciating pain and weakness, Hongjun frantically activated the remaining immortal laws and the origin of the Heavenly Dao, gripping the handle of the Pangu Axe tightly with both hands and holding it horizontally above his head!
clang--!!!!!!!
The clash of eternal treasures has begun once again!

"puff--!"

Hongjun was struck as if by a bolt of lightning, and his arms exploded.

Pangu's axe flew billions of miles and embedded itself firmly in the seemingly formless yet substantial chaos.

As for Qi Tian's World Staff, after smashing Pangu's Axe away, its momentum was only slightly hindered for a negligible moment!
And so, under Hongjun's gaze, filled with fear, despair, and disbelief—

It fell again!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Chaos ceased its churning, the destructive storm froze in the air, and even the lingering power of the Great Dao seemed to hold its breath.

The tip of the world's best stick lightly touched the top of Hongjun's head, seemingly light yet actually heavy.

There were no earth-shattering explosions.

There was no tragic scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Hongjun's consciousness only had time to capture a pair of golden eyes that were as cold as ancient ice, devoid of any emotion.

Eternal darkness then swallowed everything.

next moment,
Centered on the point where the tip of the staff made contact, Hongjun's withered purple-gold body, like ice and snow thrown into the blazing sun, began to dissipate silently.

This includes the Taoist robe, flesh and blood, bones, laws, and the primordial spirit and true spirit filled with endless scheming and ambition.
It once dominated the primordial world for countless ages.

The number one person in the primordial world who held the power of the Heavenly Dao was completely annihilated!

"Hahahahaha——!!!"

Unrestrained, joyful laughter echoed in the empty chaos!

"Master!!!"

Just as Qi Tian was laughing wildly, a golden light tore through the chaos and came.

It is indeed Jinpeng!

His breathing was somewhat disordered, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth!
He was just swept away by the aftershocks of the collision of the Great Dao power, and was thrown countless billions of miles away. His internal organs were displaced and his primordial spirit was shaken. He barely managed to stabilize himself and rush back, just in time to see the last scene of his master's earth-shattering blow that annihilated Hongjun!
"Hongjun...is he really dead?"

Jin Peng's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

"died!"

Qi Tian nodded slowly, his gaze sweeping over the void where Hongjun had been completely annihilated.

There, a ball of purplish-gold light, imbued with endless Dao principles, floated quietly.

Within the ball of light, there seemed to be laws flowing, vast, pure, and magnificent.

It was Hongjun's portion of the Heavenly Dao's origin!

Further away in the chaotic currents, there was also the ancient Pangu Axe and the Yin-Yang Mirror.

Having lost its master's control, its radiance has become subdued.

A glint flashed in Qi Tian's eyes, and he raised his palm in a grasping motion.

hum!
That primordial source, symbolizing the supreme authority of the primordial world, instantly disappeared into the depths of his primordial spirit!
Once he refines it, he will become the true representative of the Heavenly Dao.

Immediately afterwards——

call out!call out!
Pangu's Axe and the Yin-Yang Mirror also transformed into streams of light and were captured by Qi Tian.

The Pangu Axe felt incredibly heavy in my hand, exuding an aura of vastness and antiquity, as if it had created the world.

The Yin-Yang Mirror contains the interplay of black and white energy, encapsulating the mysteries of life and death.

Qi Tian played with the two treasures for a while with great interest before storing them into his primordial spirit space.

After doing all this, his gaze turned to the ancient, magnificent, and eternally resonant Taoist palace.

"Zixiao Palace..."

It was once a symbol of Hongjun preaching, spreading the teachings throughout the primordial world, and controlling the fate of all living beings!

Now... there is no need for its existence!
"Shh!"

A colossal, chaotic hand, obscuring the sky and the sun, coalesced and slowly pressed down!
Silently.

The magnificent palace walls, the towering halls, the swirling purple mist... everything crumbled inch by inch under that giant hand, completely dissipating into the surging chaos.

No trace was left behind.

Qi Tian withdrew his hand, as if he were merely brushing away a speck of dust.

"Let's go back to the Primordial World!"

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The primordial Three Realms.

At the very instant that Hongjun perished under the World Cudgel—

Boom! ! !
Wow! ! !
The world changes dramatically!

The entire primordial world, from the highest heavens to the deepest hells, from the shores of the four seas to the ends of the eight wastelands, was torrentially flooded.

But it wasn't ordinary rain.

What poured down was a thick, blood-like rain, exuding endless sorrow and an ominous aura!
Blood rained down from the sky, staining the heavens and the sea of ​​clouds red, turning the entire primordial sky into a mournful crimson hue!
Boom-! ! !
Boom-! ! !
Boom-! ! !
The heavy, long, ancient bell tolled without warning, resounding in every corner of the primordial world!
The tolling of the bell was desolate and mournful, carrying an endless sorrow that seemed to echo the grief of heaven and earth and the weeping of all things!
The death knell of heaven and earth! It tolled nine times!
Nine is the ultimate number!
This is the final lament played by heaven and earth for the fallen supreme being!

An irresistible, immense sorrow originating from the very source of heaven and earth, like an invisible tide, instantly engulfed all living beings in the primordial Three Realms!

Whether it is a saint high above or a spirit that has just awakened its intelligence;
Whether you are a powerful being or a naive wild beast;
Even the vegetation in the mountains, the fish swimming in the water...

At this moment, an indescribable, heart-wrenching grief welled up in my heart!

As if they had lost the most important support in their lives, a sense of fear and sorrow, as if the world was about to collapse and the end was coming, gripped the heart of every living being!

At the same time, a cold, majestic, and emotionless grand will, like a brand, rose simultaneously from the depths of the souls of all living beings:

The Dao Ancestor Hongjun has fallen!

These five simple words, however, were like a thunderclap from the heavens, stirring up a world-ending tidal wave in the hearts of all living beings!

The fierce battle between Dongsheng Shenzhou and the Heavenly Court seemed to be paused the moment the blood rain fell.

The raging demonic energy, the sharp sword energy, the booming divine power... all froze in mid-air.

...The fighting spirit on the faces of everyone in the Huaguo Mountain camp froze.

A profound sense of grief instinctively arose.

However, within this sorrow lies an irrepressible ecstasy!
"Hongjun...is dead?!"

"Master Qitian... has won!"

"We won! The Holy Venerable has won! That old man Hongjun is dead!!"

Soon, with excited and joyful sobs, it was like a spark igniting a prairie fire!
"We won!!!"

"May the Holy One be victorious!!!"

"Hongjun is dead! Hongjun is dead, hahahaha—!!!"

"The Supreme Ruler of Flower and Fruit Mountain!!!"

In stark contrast to the Flower Fruit Mountain faction is the Xuanmen lineage.

Taishang, Yuanshi, the Three Spirit Gods, Jieyin, Zhunti, Haotian, Taiyi... all the Xuanmen saints, great beings, heavenly soldiers and generals, immortal officials and Daoist children... all stood frozen in place like clay sculptures or wooden statues.

His face was full of bewilderment and disbelief.

Has the Dao Ancestor perished?
(End of this chapter)