I, the primordial ancestor, started out as a useless cult and a useless saint.

Chapter 94, Confinement at Tongtian Pass, Five Saints Kill the Ancestor

The Zhou Tian Star Array dissipated, the Du Tian Divine Fiend Array collapsed, and Pangu's true body crumbled. At this moment, the primordial land wailed, and countless living beings unconsciously lowered their heads and kowtowed towards the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

Rumble.

Buzhou Mountain was constantly tumbling down with huge rocks, some tens of kilometers in size, and some even hundreds of kilometers in size, falling continuously as if stars were falling from the sky.

"Father God, may you rest in peace."

Yuanshi Tianzun and Taiqing Shengren also paid their respects to Buzhou Mountain, but they did not perform the kneeling ceremony like Tongtian Jiaozhu.

"Father God, may you rest in peace."

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi dared not make any rash moves at this moment. At this moment, the Wu Clan and the Demon Clan were fighting each other, but neither dared to fight.

"Witch warriors, heed my command, kneel before Mount Buzhou!"

The ancestral witch Dijiang roared, and the sound spread throughout all directions of Buzhou Mountain.

"Farewell, Father God, may you have a safe journey."

The sound resounded across the vast land, and the sons of the Wu tribe shed tears one by one, especially the twelve ancestral witches, who were heartbroken by Pangu's departure.

Those Wu tribesmen who had integrated with the human race, as well as the human races who carried Wu tribe blood, were filled with grief at this moment. They unconsciously knelt down and performed the three kneelings and nine kowtows ceremony in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

May the great god Pangu rest in peace.

All living beings in the primordial world marvel at Pangu's grace. If Pangu had not created the world, where would their lives have come from?

Old man—.

In an instant, Nuwa held the Demon-Summoning Banner, and its light shone brightly in all directions.

"All demons, heed my command! Kneel at Mount Buzhou and respectfully bid farewell to the Great God Pangu!"

Splash!

Under the banner summoning demons, none dared disobey.

"Respectfully sending off the great god Pangu on his journey—".

At this moment, no living being in the primordial world dared to act rashly. Respectfully sending off Pangu was the most solemn act, and any act of rashness would be unforgivable by Heaven.

"Respectfully sending off the great god Pangu on his journey..."

Hongjun's voice resounded throughout the primordial world. At the same time, the primordial world's order was restored, and the rules of the Heavenly Dao were re-established.

Rumble.

The primordial land once again fell under the control of the Heavenly Dao. Pangu's true form collapsed, and the Heavenly Dao regained control of the primordial land. However, it did not punish those who defied the Heavenly Dao immediately, but instead brought down boundless sorrow. In an instant, a great rain fell across the primordial land.

The death of Pangu's will is an incomparably sublime funeral, which even the Heavenly Dao cannot take lightly. If Pangu had not sacrificed himself to create the world, where would the Heavenly Dao have come from?

Old man—.

After the heavy rain, boundless golden light fell, and endless spiritual raindrops sprinkled the primordial land. This was the Heavenly Dao respectfully sending off Pangu, and it was also the Heavenly Dao truly taking control of the primordial world at this moment.

The disappearance of Pangu's will was a momentous event.

Inside the underground passage, the ancestral witch Houtu sat alone in the Yama King's Palace, not allowing anyone to disturb her. Her heart felt like it was being torn apart, and tears streamed down her face.

"Father God, may you rest in peace."

Houtu understood that after the will of the Great God Pangu disappeared, from this moment on, after this battle, only she remained of the Wu Clan. The countless Wu Clan members in the cycle of reincarnation had been transformed into Yin Soldiers and Yin Generals of the Underworld, and could not be reborn except through immeasurable eons.

He let out a long breath and looked up at the top of the Yama's Palace, as if this gaze pierced through endless obstacles and looked at Mount Buzhou.

The true departure of the great god Pangu is a test for the primordial world, but also a rebirth. As long as Pangu's will remains, everything in the primordial world will live in his shadow, unable to live out its own potential.

Now that Pangu has completely perished, the primordial world will usher in a true period of development.

"Fellow Daoists, the Great God Pangu has departed. Let us show ourselves and pay our respects."

Hongjun looked at the demons and gods still struggling to survive in the depths of chaos. They had just been injured by Pangu's two gazes, which had restored them from injuries that had taken countless epochs to the point where they were 49 years ago.

A moment later, a huge willow tree slowly appeared, but it was no longer billions of miles in size; instead, it had become withered, as if it were about to die at any moment.

Other chaotic demons also appeared, dragging their broken bodies; they, too, had been injured by Pangu's gaze.

Upon hearing Hongjun's words, the demons breathed a sigh of relief and revealed themselves.

"Pangu, we were born in the chaos together, and we cultivated the three thousand great paths together, but in the end we met such an end. Alas, it is fate. May you rest in peace."

An aged voice came, and after raising his eyebrows to speak, he once again entered the chaos.

"May you rest in peace. From this moment on, let's wipe the slate clean of all our grievances."

The other demons also sighed, then disappeared into the chaos.

Once there's one, there's bound to be another. After bidding their final farewell to Pangu, these lingering Chaos Gods also concealed themselves.

"Let us depart here. Unless the immeasurable calamity arrives, we, the Chaos Gods, will resolutely not appear in the primordial world."

With the last demon god disappearing, the farewell to Pangu was now complete.

Rumble.

However, at that very moment, a thunderclap suddenly rang out.

"Reaching the Heavens".

Hongjun roared, and in an instant, his voice resounded throughout the nine heavens and ten earths. All living beings in the primordial world knew that this was the time for the Heavenly Dao to settle scores.

"Heh, what's meant to be will be."

Inside Biyou Palace, the Tongtian Sect Leader chuckled, and the Heavenly Dao wounds all over his body reappeared. Instantly, the once spirited Tongtian Sect Leader became old and frail, half-buried in the ground.

Upon hearing Hongjun's voice, Tongtian Jiaozhu gave a wry smile and then appeared in the sky.

"Teacher, you called me."

Facing Hongjun, the Tongtian Sect Leader remained neither humble nor arrogant, though he already had other plans in mind. The reason he still addressed him as "teacher" was simply because he was still a Heavenly Saint and a disciple of the Xuanmen sect.

"Tongtian, do you know your crime?"

Hongjun's expression was solemn. All the gods and Buddhas in the heavens were waiting for the final decision. Back then, the Tongtian Sect Leader had beaten them so badly that they were running away in terror.

And now, retribution is finally coming.

All that could be seen was the Tongtian Sect Leader slowly raising his head, looking at Hongjun, and slowly saying:

"Whether you are guilty or not is no longer important. Whatever you want to do, I, Tongtian, will accept it."

Upon hearing this, Hongjun's expression darkened, his eyes filled with rage. He understood that Tongtian Jiaozhu's heart had strayed from the Heavenly Dao, but he could not abolish Tongtian, since the Heavenly Dao belonged to Hongjun, and Hongjun did not belong to the Heavenly Dao.

Taking a deep breath, Hongjun said:

"Very well, since that's the case, then you shall stay in Biyou Palace and not appear in the Primordial World unless summoned by your master, otherwise you will be severely punished."

"Yes, teacher."

The Tongtian Sect Leader did not refute, knowing full well what he had done, and that he deserved his current fate, but he did not regret it.

So what if he's imprisoned? Tongtian understood that this was Hongjun Laozu's plan to cut off Ye Yang's arm. Now that Pangu's will had disappeared and the Wu Clan was about to perish, Ye Yang's entourage would be greatly diminished.

Now that Tongtian has been sealed off, Ye Yang's other arm has been severed, so the saints of the heavens can no longer stop the plot against the human race.

The Tongtian Sect Leader chuckled, having already seen through all of this. He had already prepared a backup plan, and now it was up to Ye Yang to decide how to use it.

Tongtian Jiaozhu returned to Biyou Palace, and Hongjun also began to attend to his own affairs.

"Taiqing, Yuanshi, Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti, return quickly!"

The sound pierced through the entire primordial world. The Heavenly Dao Saints, whose strength had greatly increased, were all full of confidence and soon saw five streaks of light appear.

"Teacher, please give your instructions."

All that was heard was Hongjun saying:

"The Heavenly Dao has regained control of the Primordial World, and your master has important matters to attend to. Now that Pangu's will has disappeared and Tongtian has been imprisoned by your master, you may go to the depths of Chaos and kill the Ancestor of Humanity before he arrives in the Primordial World."

The saints knew that the opportunity to destroy the ancestor of humanity had arrived.

"Yes, teacher."

Watching the saints depart, Hongjun also looked up in the direction they had come from.

"The Creation Lotus? What exactly do you want?"

Then a figure headed straight for the depths of the primordial wilderness.

Meanwhile, at Buzhou Mountain, the war between the Lich King and the Demon King broke out again.

"kill--."

"kill--."

(End of this chapter)