Chapter 139: Depriving the Dao Ancestor of Heavenly Dao Authority

This was the confidence of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, profound and firm, like a rock that would not wear away through the ages.

Within his eyes, a profound light flickered, as if it could pierce through this endless firmament and reach straight into the depths of the unknown Chaos.

Since the primordial beginning, he had stood between this heaven and earth, and having experienced countless years, he had always been the greatest winner.

Is the Heavenly Emperor powerful?

Is Pangu Great Heavenly Venerable not powerful?

The Great Desolate World opened up by the supreme divine power of Pangu Great Heavenly Venerable, that magnificent heaven and earth, that prosperity of all things growing—did they not all eventually fall into the hands of Dao Ancestor Hongjun?

Demon Ancestor Luohou, that powerhouse who once made heaven and earth tremble, his power was enough to shake the entire Honghuang and overturn it with his own strength.

Yet before Dao Ancestor Hongjun, he was defeated in the end, defeated so thoroughly, defeated so powerlessly.

However today, facing the Heavenly Emperor, he felt an unprecedented powerlessness and despair.

With just one light collision, Dao Ancestor Hongjun knew the strength of the Heavenly Emperor.

However, if Dao Ancestor Hongjun remained obstinate and insisted on being an enemy of the Heavenly Court, then the Heavenly Emperor would never show mercy.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun's attacks swept over like a violent storm.

His heart was filled with longing and expectation for the future, and he also deeply understood the importance of this battle. He would likewise not easily bow his head, nor would he easily admit defeat.

Old Ancestor Minghe said decisively.

This battle would determine their fate, and would also determine the future of the entire Great Primordial World.

The entire battlefield seemed to be trembling, as if it could collapse and disintegrate at any moment.

The gaze of the Heavenly Emperor, like the deep starry sky, turned toward Dao Ancestor Hongjun calmly and indifferently.

These figures, each exuding a different aura, all condensed the will of the Heavenly Emperor.

And this also meant that the Great Primordial World would truly become something in the Heavenly Court's pocket, with no hidden dangers remaining.

He knew deeply that Hongjun's joining was undoubtedly like adding wings to a tiger for the Heavenly Court, and could greatly enhance the Heavenly Court's governing power.

As for the Heavenly Emperor, he was expressionless; his eyes were deep and cold, as if everything were within his expectations.

And now, he had reached a brand-new realm—the Heavenly Dao is Hongjun, and Hongjun is the Heavenly Dao.

He asked himself in his heart: Is the gap really this large?

Just how powerful is the Heavenly Emperor's current strength?

Is it enough to rival Pangu Great Heavenly Venerable?

Dao Ancestor Hongjun asked himself; he had never known defeat, he had always been the final victor, and throughout those endless years, he had always stood at the peak, looking down upon all living beings.

"That goes without saying, it must be His Majesty."

His gaze was deep and indifferent; Saints and Dao Ancestors seemed to have always been mere dust in his eyes.

The Three Thousand Great Daos, like three thousand worlds, transformed into Three Thousand Great Dao Long Rivers and suppressed Dao Ancestor Hongjun from above.

Formed cultivation techniques are difficult to touch things that do not exist.

The battle between the two became increasingly intense, and every collision erupted with earth-shattering roars.

He looked up at the endless firmament, a firm light flickering in his eyes.

Every blade of grass and every tree was under his control.

The Heavenly Emperor smiled faintly, as if everything in the world were under his control.

He is "One," the beginning of all things, the source of all living beings, and even more so, the origin of the Great Dao.

The Heavenly Emperor slowly raised his hand, endless magic power condensing in his palm, as if he were about to grasp the entire universe within his palm.

He knew deeply that this battle concerned the future of the entire Great Primordial World and concerned his grand ambition of creating the Great Dao Heavenly Court of the myriad worlds.

The two stared at each other for a long time, as if time had stopped flowing at this moment.

In the past, it had always been Dao Ancestor Hongjun who dominated the general trend of the Honghuang Continent, but what about the future?

The Heavenly Emperor stood at the peak of the firmament, looking down at Dao Ancestor Hongjun below, his eyes filled with indifference and determination.

They knew that the result of this battle would be the end of one era and the beginning of another.

His voice was loud and firm, shaking people's hearts like thunder: "Fellow Daoist Heavenly Emperor, this poor Daoist is about to succeed, to hold the Heavenly Dao, and to control this Great Primordial World. This poor Daoist admits that your strength is very powerful, but now, this poor Daoist is about to fully control the Heavenly Dao, and this Honghuang World will be entirely in my hands. If you are willing to submit to this poor Daoist and plot great things with me, you and I joining forces will surely create a new era, an era that belongs to us."

Two powerful forces intersected in the air, instantly erupting with a deafening roar, as if heaven and earth were trembling at this moment.

The atmosphere between the two became increasingly tense, as if even the air had frozen.

They both knew that only by fighting a battle could the master of the future Great Primordial World be decided.

He knew deeply that in this Honghuang World where the strong prey on the weak, and within these Heavens and Myriad Worlds, only absolute strength could make people feel awe and make people submit.

His existence transcended worldly perception; even a powerhouse like Dao Ancestor Hongjun found it difficult to capture his traces.

A firm light flickered in his eyes, as if he had endless faith in the Heavenly Emperor.

His words were filled with confidence and resolution, as if he had already foreseen the impending fierce battle.

He slowly opened his eyes, a scorching light flickering within them.

"I wonder who will be the one to have the last laugh in this battle?"

A Saint sighed softly, their words filled with worry. After all, the result of this battle not only concerned the fate of all living beings in Honghuang, but was also closely related to these Saints themselves.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun mobilized the Heavenly Dao Origin of the Great Primordial World with all his might, attempting to use it to suppress the Heavenly Emperor.

At this moment, Dao Ancestor Hongjun stood between heaven and earth, his figure towering, his momentum like a rainbow.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun's figure stood motionless in the void, and a majestic momentum rose from his body, like a vast ocean, surging and turbulent.

They secretly guessed in their hearts: "Is this a confrontation between His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor and Dao Ancestor Hongjun? These two supreme existences are actually engaging in such an intense battle at this moment."

A sharp light flickered in his eyes, as if he were about to tear the Heavenly Emperor's figure apart. He waved his hands, and powerful Great Dao laws bloomed in the air like brilliant fireworks, illuminating the entire battlefield.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun is limited by the Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Emperor's gaze was like a torch; he could see through all things in the world, and naturally, he could also discern the thoughts of Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

At the same time, the Heavenly Emperor's momentum was no less inferior, a supreme pressure enveloping all directions, as if the Heavens and Myriad Worlds were under his control.

Before the words had faded, the figure of the Heavenly Emperor began to shift; he seemed to merge into the endless void, transforming into the Three Thousand Great Daos.

Thus, he drew upon the Heavenly Dao Origin of the Great Primordial World; at this moment, he became one with the Heavenly Dao, he was the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao was him.

But within this endless Time and Space and Time and Fate Long River, it was like a clay ox entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.

His voice echoed between heaven and earth, as if to shatter the endless firmament.

In this Great Primordial World, with every single thought, he could stir all things;

Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who had always been calm and composed, planning and calculating, now showed an unprecedented look of astonishment on his face for the first time, accompanied by a hint of unconcealable unwillingness.

The entire Great Primordial World seemed to become precarious under the impact of this power; the earth cracked, mountains and rivers collapsed, as if it would crumble and disintegrate at any moment.

Turning his hand to create clouds and flipping it to create rain, even the Heavenly Dao had to be calculated by him.

The Heavenly Emperor indeed longed for a peerless powerhouse like Dao Ancestor Hongjun to join the Heavenly Court, adding a heavy and colorful stroke to his grand blueprint.

He stood above the long river where Time and Space and Fate intertwined, his figure ethereal, unknowable, and invisible.

The Heavenly Emperor's words were as cold as frost, every word revealing unquestionable confidence and determination.

Because at this moment, he had transcended the cognition of all living beings, becoming that supreme "One," the "Nothingness," the source of all things, the beginning of origin, and the Great Dao itself.

His eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if they could pierce through all delusions.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun looked up to the sky and roared, "Hahahaha! This poor Daoist has succeeded! This poor Daoist has succeeded! Heavenly Dao, suppress all who refuse to submit for this poor Daoist."

His heart was filled with anticipation and excitement, because he knew that the moment was fast approaching.

He spoke again, his voice full of confidence and majesty: "Fellow Daoist Hongjun, you were wrong about one thing. My strength is not on par with yours, nor is it merely not weaker than yours; rather, you are but a drop in the ocean before me. If you are willing to enter the Heavenly Court, I shall scheme for great things with you; if you remain obsessed and refuse to repent, then I have no choice but to..."

Dao Ancestor Hongjun, whose cultivation was profound and shook the eight wildernesses, now seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force before the Heavenly Emperor.

And the Heavenly Emperor, like a god controlling everything, stood in the long river of Time and Space and Fate, with one figure after another reflecting out from the void.

"Sending you, fellow Daoist, to the west."

He, too, is "Nothingness," as if he had never existed, yet he is everywhere.

After Dao Ancestor Hongjun merged with the Dao of heaven and earth, he had been devouring the Heavenly Dao Origin, and his power was constantly growing and expanding.

This battle, which shocked heaven and earth and moved ghosts and gods, had a momentum that seemed to tear the firmament apart, shake the Nine Nether, and arouse the deep vigilance of the Saints.

All the Saints were silently watching this battle, their moods rising and falling like ocean waves.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun's words were full of confidence and pride; this was the pride belonging to the number one person in heaven and earth, the confidence and foundation accumulated over countless years.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun looked at the Heavenly Emperor, the corners of his mouth curling into a smile, his voice like a great bell, echoing in the void: "Since that is the case, then we can only have a bout to see who will dominate the future Honghuang Continent."

His attacks could hardly touch the Heavenly Emperor's ethereal figure at all.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun took a deep breath, formed seals with his hands, and a powerful aura erupted from his body.

Now, he was about to fully control the Heavenly Dao; at that time, he would be the Heavenly Dao of the Great Primordial World in the true sense.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun's strength was unfathomable; his joining would undoubtedly make the Heavenly Court's prestige spread even further and its strength reach a higher level.

However, to his shock, no matter how hard he tried, the Heavenly Emperor seemed to be an outsider, unaffected by anything.

The eyes of the Saints were fixed on those two figures, their hearts filled with tension and anticipation.

This was Dao Ancestor Hongjun's confidence; his confidence came from his strength, and even more from his wisdom and means.

He had no idea what realm the Heavenly Emperor was currently in.

Even if Dao Ancestor Hongjun's strength was stronger, the Heavenly Emperor felt no fear in his heart.

The Saints looked into the distance, only to see that the light was ten thousand feet high, like two stars colliding fiercely, brilliant and dazzling, yet full of killing intent.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun took a deep breath of cold air; he knew he had to go all out.

In the past, the Dao was for Hongjun, and Hongjun was not the Heavenly Dao.

Before the words were finished, a cold light had already flashed in the Heavenly Emperor's eyes.

And Dao Ancestor Hongjun was the same; he had been planning for a long time and was finally about to control the Heavenly Dao of the Great Primordial World at this critical moment.

It seemed unknowable, invisible, transcending Time and Space, Fate, and everything tangible and intangible.

He had completely devoured the Heavenly Dao Origin and fully controlled the Heavenly Dao.

He spoke slowly, his voice like an ancient bell, distant and deep: "Alright, Hongjun, this struggle should end."

And this was only a clash of momentum between Dao Ancestor Hongjun and the Heavenly Emperor; the real battle had not yet begun.

And Dao Ancestor Hongjun was stunned, then laughed out loud and said, "Interesting, very interesting. Heavenly Emperor, you are the first person who dares to speak to this poor Daoist like this."

He controlled the rules of the universe and possessed endless power; he was the rules themselves, the Great Dao itself.

The next moment, he appeared above Dao Ancestor Hongjun, struck out with a palm, and endless magic power condensed into a huge palm print, slamming fiercely toward Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Although Dao Ancestor Hongjun merged with the Dao of heaven and earth and controlled the Heavenly Dao, before the Heavenly Emperor, he was like a mayfly shaking a giant tree, insignificant.

He closed his eyes, feeling everything in this world. The mountains and rivers, the grass, trees, insects, and fish, and the aura of all things growing, all seemed to be under his control.

The battle continued; in the sky, two figures crossed like meteors, each collision triggering a heaven-shaking roar, as if to tear the entire world apart. The surrounding Space was distorted, and time seemed to stand still.

They knew that the outcome of this battle would determine the future of the entire Honghuang and the fate of these Saints.

Therefore, he would never retreat, nor would he easily bow his head.

The Heavenly Emperor was expressionless; he moved and disappeared from where he was.

He, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, had always been the biggest winner, and also the final winner.

His voice, like an ancient bell, echoed in the silent universe: "I also give the Dao Ancestor a choice. If the Dao Ancestor is willing to enter the Heavenly Court and govern these Heavens and Myriad Worlds with me, I shall gladly accept."

He looked at the endless firmament, as if he had already seen that new era, the era that belonged to him, Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

He encompassed all things, yet transcended all things; he was the most mysterious existence in the universe.

In Dao Ancestor Hongjun's perception, the Heavenly Emperor no longer existed in any Time and Space.

The Heavenly Emperor stood at the peak of the firmament, his gaze like a torch, firm and persistent.

Just as Dao Ancestor Hongjun was suspicious and uncertain.

The Heavenly Emperor's voice slowly sounded, light but full of majesty and unquestionable authority: "In the name of the Heavenly Emperor, I strip Hongjun of his Heavenly Dao authority."

(End of chapter)