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

Chapter 475 Destroying Three Saints with a Flip of the Hand, Only Submitting to Qi Tian

Blood rain soaked through the Taoist robes and armor.

The mournful tolling of the death knell struck the very souls of the Xuanmen members like a heavy hammer.

The cold, deep imprint on his soul—"The Fall of Dao Ancestor Hongjun"—

It pierced through all their understanding and beliefs!
The aloof and supreme Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who held sway over the Heavenly Dao... is dead?
How can this be? !
But the immense sense of absurdity could not overcome the changes in the heavens and the merciless imprint of the will of heaven.

Panic, like a venomous snake, has tightened around the heart of every member of the Xuanmen sect!

A sense of despair, as if the sky were falling and the earth were collapsing, and the end of the world was coming, was spreading wildly within the Xuanmen camp!

Having lost the pillar of the Dao Ancestor, what should they do?

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Just as the beings of the primordial world were experiencing joy, sorrow, or shock at the death of Hongjun, two figures, like divine swords tearing through the sky, suddenly appeared above the nine heavens of the primordial world.

Standing at the very center of that rain of blood and the mournful tolling of bells!

It was none other than Qi Tian and Jin Peng!
The murderous aura tainted by Qi Tian's killing of Hongjun had not yet been fully subdued. It intertwined with the aura of the Heavenly Dao origin that had just been incorporated into his primordial spirit, forming a suffocating and supreme majesty that transcended all ages.

His gaze, sharp as lightning, swept across the primordial Three Realms below, now plunged into grief.

Ultimately, the blame fell on the Xuanmen people who had temporarily ceased hostilities.

"I am Qitian! Hongjun is dead!"

The vast, cold, and supremely authoritative Daoist voice, like thunder from the heavens, resounded clearly in every corner of the primordial Three Realms:
"If the people of the Xuanmen submit to Huaguo Mountain, their lineage can be preserved!"

"The stubborn and unyielding—die!"

The final word "death" was uttered like a decree of the Great Dao, carrying a chilling killing intent that could end all things, instantly dispelling the sorrow and grief that permeated the world!
Swish-! ! !
The torrential rain of blood suddenly stopped!
The heavy, mournful tolling of the death knell for heaven and earth abruptly ceased!

Instead, a radiant golden light burst forth from the heavens above and the depths below, instantly dispelling the blood-red gloom and illuminating the entire prehistoric world with brilliance!
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth is like a boiling ocean, violently churning, leaping, and sublimating.

So rich and concentrated it's almost liquid, nourishing every inch of the land and every living thing!
The dramatic changes in celestial phenomena symbolize a complete shift in power!
however,
The entire primordial world was plunged into an eerie silence.

All the cheers, weeping, and shouts vanished at that moment.

Hundreds of millions of living beings, whether under the command of Huaguo Mountain or in the Xuanmen camp, seemed to be stunned by the majestic heavenly power and the cold declaration, and could only stare blankly at the god-like and demon-like figure in the sky.

The deathly silence lasted for several breaths.

"The Supreme Saint Equal to Heaven!!!"

A sharp, excited shout, almost breaking in voice, suddenly erupted from the Flower Fruit Mountain camp!
It was like igniting a dormant powder keg!
"The Holy Venerable Equal to Heaven!!"

"Holy One! Holy One!!"

"Greetings, Holy One!!!"

First came scattered shouts, then a deafening roar!
Everyone on Flower Fruit Mountain, and even the cultivators of the forces that depended on Flower Fruit Mountain, were frantically waving their weapons and magical artifacts, shouting that name at the top of their lungs!

They converged into a raging torrent that swept across the primordial world, shaking the newly born realm!
Seeing Qi Tian truly appear and personally announce that Hongjun was dead was even more exciting for them than the previous announcement from the Heavenly Dao.

Their supreme saint,
With the supreme power to kill the Dao Ancestor, he is about to become the Lord of the Primordial World!

In stark contrast to this ecstasy was the Xuanmen lineage.

They no longer harbored any illusions.

The next moment, countless members of the Xuanmen sect, their eyes filled with anxiety and a last glimmer of hope, turned to those few leaders of the Xuanmen sect—

Sages such as Taishang and Yuanshi...

however,
Several sages of the Xuanmen sect are also in poor condition at this moment.

The Supreme Being held the Chaos Yin-Yang Staff, and the Xuanhuang Qi hanging from the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda above his head was fluctuating violently.

His brows furrowed deeply, his eyes filled with complex emotions—shock, confusion, and helplessness.

With the fall of the Dao Ancestor, the power of the Heavenly Dao changed hands, and the Xuanmen—

Is their luck completely gone?

Yuan Shi's face was also ashen.

The veins on his hand, which was gripping the immortal whisk, were bulging, and his knuckles were white from clenching it.

He stared intently at the soaring cheers from the direction of Huaguo Mountain, his eyes filled with humiliation, resentment, and panic.

Because he had already realized that the fall of the Dao Ancestor must have been the work of Qi Tian.

As a result,
Wouldn't Qi Tian, ​​whom he had always regarded as his enemy, be about to become the Lord of the Primordial World?
And wouldn't he be purged?

Haotian was ashen-faced. With his backing collapsed, could the Heavenly Court still exist?

Or,

The Heavenly Court may exist, but can he still be the ruler of the Heavenly Court?

in fact,

Not only them, but other sages of the Xuanmen sect also felt panicked and uneasy.

I'm completely lost!

However, just as these sages of the Xuanmen sect were hesitating and feeling uneasy—

"Roar--!!!"

"Father God—!!!"

Three roars, filled with endless grief, deep-seated hatred, and frenzied killing intent, suddenly erupted from the Xuanmen side, like wounded ancient beasts!
boom! boom! boom!
Three terrifying figures, exuding immense pressure and chaotic, violent aura, shot into the sky like three beams of destructive divine light tearing through the heavens!

Three Spirit Gods!
Refined by Hongjun using the secret techniques of the Heavenly Dao, it had long lost its self-awareness and was left only as a puppet with absolute loyalty and dependence on "Father God" Hongjun!
The death of Hongjun was like the removal of the very foundation of their existence:
"Traitor! The murder of my father is an irreconcilable enmity!"

"Give me back my Father God's life—!!!"

"kill!!!"

Three imposing figures, carrying a world-destroying and violent aura, and filled with boundless hatred, fiercely pounced towards Qi Tian in the heavens above!

now,

The three spirit gods burned their laws, primordial spirits, physical bodies, magical power, and everything else, with a tragic and devastating destruction. The power they unleashed made countless living beings below change color!

The people of the Xuanmen sect were even more shocked, as they never expected that these three "saints" would act so impulsively!
If Qi Tian were to implicate and blame me for this, then
over nine days.

Qi Tian narrowed his eyes as he watched the three spirit gods rushing towards him.

The powerful primordial spirit swept over the three charging spirits in an instant, and immediately understood their state. With a slight thought, it deduced the cause and effect.

But there was no pity whatsoever, only a frozen indifference.

He had no intention of subduing such puppets who had become mere tools for Hongjun's revenge and had lost their own selves.

"town!"

His words became law, as if they were the embodiment of the will of the entire primordial Heavenly Dao.

Om-! ! !
Time and space seemed to be frozen completely at this moment!

The figures of the three spirit gods, who were charging with a world-destroying force, suddenly froze!

The twisted hatred on their faces, the mad flames burning in their eyes, and the violent energy fluctuations around them all froze in mid-air!
Like three statues set in amber!

However, this is just the beginning.

Under the horrified, almost numb gazes of all the saints and primordial beings, the solidified bodies of the three spirit gods began to disintegrate.

The Taoist robe, skin, flesh, and bones, like sand weathered over millions of years, dissipated inch by inch in the golden light, turning into the most primordial dust, which was instantly swallowed up by the boiling spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Return to nothingness!

From physical body to primordial spirit, from divine soul to true spirit, all were instantly obliterated! On the spot, only three wisps of primordial purple energy remained, quietly suspended in the void, as if telling the story of the saintly status they once represented.

The world was utterly silent!
Countless beings, including saints, felt a chill rush straight to the top of their heads, and their hair stood on end!

The three saints who sacrificed themselves were so easily and silently annihilated?
There's not even room to struggle?
This has exceeded their understanding of the limits of power!

Qi Tian's power and ruthlessness were deeply imprinted into the soul of every living being at this moment, becoming an eternal fear!
"act recklessly!"

Qi Tian waved his hand expressionlessly, as if he had only done something insignificant.

call out!call out!call out!
The three streams of primordial purple energy, symbolizing the foundation for sainthood, seemed to be guided, piercing through the sky and instantly flying towards the three figures in the Flower Fruit Mountain camp—Jiang Ling'er, Yun Zhongzi, and Qiongxiao!
Submerged into the bodies of three people!

Seeing this, the other creatures felt only endless envy and jealousy, but none of them had any intention of doing anything about it.

After doing all this, Qi Tian slowly turned his gaze to the Supreme Saint.

But he did not say anything.

However, Taishang, Yuanshi and others trembled violently, feeling extreme fear and the impending death!

This one,
All hesitation, resentment, and wishful thinking shattered instantly!

The Supreme One was the first to bow his head, bowing respectfully to the figure high in the heavens:
"Your Excellency pays respects to the Holy Venerable Equal to Heaven!"

As if dominoes had been knocked down, Yuan Shi's face turned ashen, his eyes tightly shut, as if he had used all his strength to humiliatingly bow his once proud head.
"Greetings... Equal to Heaven Holy Venerable!"

The two Western religious leaders, Jieyin and Zhunti, looked even more distressed than before. They exchanged a glance, their expressions filled with helplessness and bitterness, and bowed in unison.

"Greetings, Holy Venerable Equal to Heaven!"

Haotian also bowed: "Greetings, Holy One!"

In the end, only Taiyi remained.

Looking at the figure in the sky who had once shared the same hall with him, competed with him at the same level, and was now far beyond his reach, Taiyi's expression changed drastically, but in the end he still lowered his head.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

All hatred, scheming, and resentment seem so pale and laughable in the face of absolute power and the fear of survival.

Qi Tian's gaze swept over the subjugated Xuanmen saints below, his eyes seemingly able to penetrate their very souls.

Deep into the soul.

After a moment, he calmly withdrew his gaze.

He did not take action against the saints, nor did he intend to settle scores with them.

With his current status and strength, he no longer takes Tai Shang Tai Yi and others seriously, and past grudges are like dust, not worth mentioning.

Purge them?

That's a denigration of himself.

"All those belonging to Flower Fruit Mountain, retreat to Flower Fruit Mountain. The war between the Three Realms is over!"

Its calm yet undeniable resolve heralded the end of this great war that had swept across the primordial world.

This also reveals a fact:
Qi Tian has become the undisputed and indisputable true ruler of the Three Realms of the Primordial World!

The true primordial master!
Although in the primordial world there were two extraordinary beings, Fuxi and Nuwa, and the human race they represented.

But all living beings in the primordial world know that in the face of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven and the current immense power of Flower Fruit Mountain, these people and forces are simply insignificant.

The Holy City of Humans.

The atmosphere was extremely heavy at that moment.

The human race's Earthly Sovereign Shennong, Human Sovereign Xuanyuan, the Five Emperors, and Fuxi, the representative who governs humanity, all gazed with complex expressions at the calmly standing figure in the center of the hall.

Qi Tian.

He exuded no aura whatsoever, as if he were just an ordinary visitor.

But simply standing there, one feels as if they are at the center of the entire world.

An arrogant majesty emanating from supreme authority naturally spread out, making the temple, which bore the destiny of the human race, appear cramped and dim.

Even Fuxi felt a tightness in his heart.

Although the two were at the same cultivation level, Qi Tian gave him a feeling of extreme danger at this moment.

He is no opponent.

Besides the powerful human beings, Nuwa also stood quietly to the side.

Her stunningly beautiful face was also complex.

That fleeting glimpse at the edge of chaos, the afterglow of the collision of two eternal treasures, and the scene of Hongjun being completely annihilated before her eyes, were etched into the depths of her primordial spirit like a brand.

After returning to the primordial world, she also sensed that Qi Tian would eventually unify the three realms.

I just didn't expect them to arrive so quickly.

He bluntly demanded that the human race submit.

Nuwa didn't know how to dissuade her, and she knew that even if she did, it would be useless.

The hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; only heavy breathing could be heard.

After a long silence, Fuxi, as the spokesperson for humanity and the leader of the human race, finally spoke slowly:
"Fellow Daoist Qitian... In retrospect, you were once the Holy Father of our human race, protecting us from our humble beginnings. You taught us to be self-reliant, to stand tall and upright, and to take control of our own destiny. Yet now, you force us to submit."

His words carried a hint of bitterness, yet also a hint of hope.

However, Qi Tian remained unmoved.

He said calmly:
"Self-reliance and self-improvement are the foundation of the human race's survival, and there is no conflict between them and submitting to Huaguo Mountain."

Speaking of which,
His gaze swept over the human emperors as if they were pieces on a chessboard:

"The Xuanmen, if you choose to submit, your lineage will remain intact, and Huaguo Mountain will not interfere with its internal transmission. The same applies to the human race. Now, representing the human race, what choice do you make? Submit? Or…?"

Before he could finish speaking, the emperors were jolted.

Fuxi's pupils also suddenly contracted!

Qi Tian's words were cold and direct, completely extinguishing any thought he might have had of trying to use past karma to mediate.

His eyes flickered violently, and he subconsciously looked at Nuwa beside him.

Nuwa sensed it too and shook her head slightly!

She knew that Qi Tian possessed the eternal treasure—the World Tree—and that the Pangu Axe had also fallen into his hands. Even if she and Fu Xi joined forces, they would be no match for Qi Tian.

The power of the Eternal Treasure, combined with Qi Tian's strength, is comparable to the half-step Great Dao realm.

Humans have no other choice.

However, whether or not she submits will be irrelevant once she has completed her next task.

"Ah~"

Nuwa's shaking of her head was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Fuxi sighed deeply, as if he had aged considerably in an instant.

He bowed slightly to Qi Tian, ​​his voice dry and heavy:
"The human race... is unwilling to submit to Flower Fruit Mountain, but... is willing to submit to the Holy One!"

He separated "Huaguo Mountain" from "Holy Venerable," emphasizing that the human race submitted to Qi Tian personally, not to the Huaguo Mountain faction itself, thus preserving the last bit of symbolic dignity.

"You only submit to me?"

Qi Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, sending a chill down the spines of Fu Xi and the others.

(End of this chapter)