Primordial Chaos: I, the Four Pure Ones of the Primordial Beginning, beg the Heavenly Dao to step do

Chapter 68 Yang Mei: I've become a clown?!

"So you're the only ones with a lot of people?"

Seeing that Shichen and the other two were indeed there, Tongtian snorted coldly and used the One Qi Transforms into Four Pure Ones technique.

The main body wields the Qingping Sword, stands on the Black Lotus of Annihilation, and is surrounded by the sword aura of destruction. The power of the sword is soaring to the heavens and earth, as if piercing the sky, revealing its sharpness!

The three of the four split bodies each wielded the Immortal-Slaying and God-Slaying Swords, the Seven Heavenly Light Divine Swords, and the Life-Pointing Swords. Their sharp auras were undeniable, and the countless sword energies ripped through the void, causing Di Jun and the others to feel as if they were being sliced ​​by ten thousand blades, with drops of blood falling into the sea!

The last of the differentiated forms held aloft the Destruction Gourd, its entire body exuding an aura of destruction and death.

Destructive Yin Fire and World-Destroying Heavy Water flowed out from it, transforming into the Water and Fire Evil Qilin, emitting roars that shook the void!

"Big brother, let's join in too."

As soon as he finished speaking, the murderous intent in Yuanshi's eyes could no longer be concealed, and the One Qi Transforms into Four Purities was immediately unleashed.

The main body supports the Qiankun Cauldron, the divine thunder of order connects heaven and earth, the dark clouds for thousands of miles become more and more gloomy, the thunderous explosions are endless, and the majestic power of heaven covers all living beings!

Holding the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, the clone suddenly unleashed its Heaven and Earth Transformation Divine Power, instantly expanding to a gigantic size of ten thousand feet, its demonic power shaking the entire audience!

The clone with the apricot-yellow flag of the Earthly Branch of Wuji above its head was surrounded by thousands of golden lotuses, and its palms were filled with magical treasures and spiritual weapons. Its eyes were full of eager anticipation.

The clone with the gourd of void order hanging from its waist had no ripples in its eyes, like a high and mighty god, a selfless and desireless deity. There were no strange phenomena around it, yet it inspired awe and made people dare not look at it even for a moment.

The clone with the Heart-Piercing Lock wrapped around its arm and the Jade Void Glazed Lamp hanging in its palm displayed a power that was slightly less than the other three clones, but it was still not to be underestimated.

"I am not good with words. Since you want to have a showdown, then let's do it."

"I hope you are prepared to be utterly destroyed."

As Tai Shang calmly reminded everyone, he also quietly unleashed the technique of "One Qi Transforms into Four Purities".

The main body holds up the Yin-Yang millstone, its intent to crush all things intimidates all living beings, and the principles of water and fire manifest as two dragons, which coil around its body and emit roars that resound through the sky!

The avatar of the Heaven and Earth Pagoda, suspended atop the sky, is enveloped in a barrier formed by the innate Xuanhuang Qi, and its body is shrouded in golden light of merit. It appears simple and unadorned, but in reality, it is flawless.

The clone of the Tai Chi Yin-Yang Gourd hangs in his palm. The Yin and Yang energies grind the heavens and the earth, and the Tai Chi domain covers thousands of miles. Everything within it is at his command, and he can melt bones and extract marrow at will!

Holding a coiled dragon-shaped crutch and riding a Xuandu Heavenly Plow, the clone, under the protection of the Southern Flame Banner, had its physical body inscribed with the Daoist principles of Yin and Yang, employing both water and fire techniques, and unleashing the divine powers of Heaven and Earth. It transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-tall demon god, standing on two sides, glaring angrily at Di Jun and the others.

"This...this is dual cultivation of body and magic, both reaching the Primordial Golden Immortal realm!!"

As Dongwanggong gazed at the four towering figures around him, each displaying the ferocity of demon gods, his eyes filled with astonishment and fear.

No wonder that someone who has only just stepped into the Primordial Golden Immortal realm can rival these quasi-saints who have severed their second and third corpses.

Now that they seem to be at a disadvantage in terms of both numbers and strength, do they really have a chance of succeeding in this ambush plan?

"Hongjun, you want me to kill them?"

Yang Mei concealed himself in the gap of the void, watching the four Tai Chu people, whose ferocious power was overwhelming and who were each capable of withstanding a mid-stage or even late-stage Hunyuan cultivator who cultivated a single path.

A hint of confusion rose in his eyes.

What's wrong with this world?

He had only been in seclusion in the chaos for a short time, so how did such four abnormal people appear?

Having cultivated both body and technique to the point of achieving Hunyuan, he was indeed only qualified to meet him in the past.

However, due to the lack of his original source, he can only barely break through to the perfect state of Hunyuan by using the Dao of Laws.

His physique is far from that of a Primordial Golden Immortal; at most, it's equivalent to the initial stage of the Great Luo Realm.

Moreover, this was the result of him spending a great deal of time studying multiple disciplines.

From the time Siqing was born until now, he may not even be able to match one-fifth of the time he has spent cultivating.

How could one possibly cultivate both physical techniques to the level of a Primordial Golden Immortal?

Could it be that the bloodline of Pangu is really that powerful?

It was bad enough that he was crushed by the opponent during the Chaos Demon God era, but after reincarnation and cultivation, he was still crushed by the direct descendant of the opponent's bloodline.

Is this some kind of inhumane treatment?!

"That's why we must get rid of these four people as soon as possible."

Hongjun himself cannot leave Zixiao Palace until he has finished his sermon.

To ensure everything went perfectly, a divine avatar was sent to accompany Yang Mei as a final backup.

"If I were to allow him to reach the Great Luo Primordial Realm, even if I were to complete my Dao Integration plan, I would still be unable to perfectly control the Primordial World."

"The saintly position you seek is naturally beyond my ability to grant."

Helping me is actually helping yourself.

"Once the Four Purifications are resolved, you may choose either the Heavenly Dao Saint position, which is second only to mine, or the Earthly Dao leader."

As Yang Mei listened to Hongjun's deception, her deepest desires were also stirred.

He risked his life to come here, wasn't it all for the chance to return to his peak?

Back then, he was one of the top five supreme powerhouses among the Chaos Demon Gods.

Now, he's fallen so low that he can't even reach the level of proving the Primordial Chaos, and he has to rely on that worm Hongjun to barely make up for his missing origin.

If it were just that, it would be fine.

But how come those fools who went far away into the chaotic void were able to strike it rich and obtain enough to make up for their missing origin and have the hope of proving the Primordial Chaos once again!

This made him a laughingstock, ridiculed as a coward who was content with the status quo and a fool who was stuck in his ways!

The humiliation was so great that he couldn't bear to look at the way he had arrogantly mocked those fools when he thought he had victory in his grasp.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"Remember your promise."

"If I break my promise, I'll take you down with me, even if it means we both perish!"

Having said that, Yang Mei ignored Hongjun and focused her sharp eyes on the battle, searching for a suitable opportunity to strike.

"Don't worry, I will definitely keep my promise."

Hongjun nodded indifferently, but a different thought was in his mind.

His current promises are all based on the premise that the Four Pure Ones are eliminated, the influence of Pangu is completely erased, and everything in the world returns to its original trajectory.

If he fails to meet any of the three requirements, he will be unable to achieve perfect Dao integration and will be stuck at the half-step Dao integration stage, which is above the Primordial Grand Luo realm but below the Heavenly Dao realm.

Furthermore, being stuck in a certain realm is secondary; the real danger lies in the fact that if he doesn't fully refine the Heavenly Dao that he's suppressing, he risks being countered and falling from the Saint realm.

At that time, once the Heavenly Dao regains control, all his plans will be in vain. Not only will his strength be permanently stuck at the Saint realm, but he will also lose his own will and become a puppet controlled by the Heavenly Dao.

This is why he was willing to risk karmic repercussions to secretly plot and kill the Four Cleans.

As for the saintly positions promised to Yang Mei, Shi Chen, Qian Kun, Dong Wang Gong, and others, it is a matter of Heavenly Merit.

As long as they can withstand the backlash of the merits of creating heaven and earth, the karma of killing the Four Pure Ones, and stand unharmed before him.

He will naturally fulfill his promise without missing a single penny.

But if even the slightest accident were to occur, he could only offer his condolences.

As Hongjun and Yangmei hid in the void, each harboring their own schemes, the battle situation gradually underwent a new transformation.

"We not only have more people than you now, but we're also a tiny bit stronger."

Tongtian glanced at the ugly faces of Dongwanggong and the others, and a cold smile involuntarily rose on his face.

"If you hand over all your possessions, perhaps you can be spared death."

"If you don't hand it over, you'll all be killed without mercy!"

(End of this chapter)