Chapter 450

Endless golden flames diffused from the Jin Wu's body.

These golden flames constantly pulsed and twisted, carrying a lethality sufficient to destroy any living being.

Even for a top-tier Quasi-Saint expert, touching these flames of the Great Sun Jin Wu would be enough to annihilate them.

This was not only because of the terror of these golden flames, but also because the level of the Great Sun Jin Wu power being released was at the Hunyuan level.

Yet, this terrifying power, upon touching the rolling black clouds of baleful energy, suddenly reached a stalemate.

Suddenly, it froze.

One could see two forces constantly colliding in the void, the terrifying Hunyuan power spreading out in all directions.

Some Demon Clan and Witch Clan members who were close to the two, and whose strength was slightly weaker, were directly annihilated and killed under this world-destroying power.

They didn't even have the slightest strength to resist.

This situation made the experts of the Witch and Demon clans fighting in the distance change their expressions.

They continued to retreat, staying far away from Donghuang Taiyi and those Ancestral Witches, so as not to be caught in the crossfire and killed by their power during the battle.

After all, to die in such a way would be truly unjust.

"Chi chi chi..."

The eyes of the Great Sun Jin Wu seemed to carry a glow of life's fury; the flames on its body surged even more terrifyingly, and its claws were permeated with the Dao of fire.

The black baleful clouds that had been confronting it were also being scorched and destroyed.

It seemed as if this baleful energy could not withstand the attack of the Great Sun Jin Wu.

"Roar..."

A low, angry roar emanated from the void shrouded by the clouds, a sound that shook this entire heaven and earth.

Whether they were of the Demon Clan or the Witch Clan, hearing this sound, their hearts could not help but tremble.

It was a great terror.

It was as if a terrifying life form had been born in this world.

At this moment, even Donghuang Taiyi, standing in the void, could not help but slightly furrow his brows.

He could perceive that it was an ancient, vast power.

The power of Pangu.

In an instant, Donghuang Taiyi could determine what kind of power the Ancestral Witches were erupting with at this moment.

In the past, the battles between the twelve Ancestral Witches and him had also utilized the Twelve Divine Fiend Formation, which allowed the twelve Ancestral Witches to join forces and merge.

Forming a new life form.

The power of that life form was indeed formidable, almost reaching the limit of a Quasi-Saint.

In the Primordial World, even if the Three Pure Ones encountered the twelve Ancestral Witches, they probably would not have had the slightest chance of winning.

Unfortunately, the twelve Ancestral Witches encountered him, Donghuang Taiyi, a transmigrator.

In the end, even the astonishingly powerful twelve Ancestral Witches were defeated and severely injured by Donghuang Taiyi.

It was only because he was wary of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun that Donghuang Taiyi did not kill the Ancestral Witches directly at that time, but let them off.

Now, these Ancestral Witches were using the same formation again.

But the aura of power released from the formation could not be compared to the past.

The Pangu aura contained within it was something that had been absent in the past battles with him.

Or rather, in the past, it only had the form of Pangu, but not the spirit, so the Pangu formed at that time could not be considered the real Pangu at all.

It didn't even have the slightest bit of divine charm.

But now, when the twelve Ancestral Witches used the Divine Fiend Formation, the terrifying life form that was born—in Donghuang Taiyi's view—should possess a trace of Pangu's divine charm.

"It seems this is the true power of the Twelve Divine Fiend Formation." Donghuang Taiyi revealed a smile. "In this way, this battle is finally a little more interesting; otherwise, being killed by me in one move would have been too boring."

Facing the Hunyuan Da Luo power erupting from the twelve Ancestral Witches, this Demon Clan Heavenly Emperor, Donghuang Taiyi, still had a smiling gaze, his eyes without the slightest bit of fear.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, at the location of the clouds condensed from baleful energy, a palm that blotted out the sky emerged from the clouds, and before the Great Sun Jin Wu could react, it directly gripped it.

"Shoo..."

This Great Sun Jin Wu, transformed by power, flapped its wings, the golden flames on its body constantly surging.

But unfortunately, these resistances had no effect on this arm.

One saw this palm exert a slight force.

With a "bang," accompanied by the scream of the Jin Wu, it was directly crushed by this palm, turning into golden light that scattered between heaven and earth.

Immediately following, as the clouds formed by the black baleful energy dissipated, a massive figure appeared in this void.

His body exuded an extremely ancient flavor.

It was as if time itself had gathered upon him; this figure wore some kind of animal skin clothing, his face carrying a trace of indifference.

At this moment, the twelve Ancestral Witches had all disappeared.

Their power had all been integrated into this one body.

"Not bad."

Donghuang Taiyi smiled. "Ancestral Witches, your performance this time is quite good; only with this kind of strength can you fight me."

"This seat is Pangu." This "Pangu" had an indifferent expression, the baleful energy on his body becoming even more terrifying, as if he had formed a resonance with this world.

The entire Primordial heaven and earth were shaking at this moment.

"Pangu." A long sword appeared in Donghuang Taiyi's hand; it was his Heavenly Emperor Sword.

"Then let me see if you are qualified to be called Pangu."

As soon as the words fell, the Heavenly Emperor Sword in Donghuang Taiyi's hand slashed down, and this heaven and earth were torn in two under the brilliant white light.

The power of Hunyuan Da Luo erupted, faintly making the Primordial World unable to support it.

"Donghuang Taiyi." Pangu's eyes were cold. "Today, this seat shall slay you."

Although the twelve Ancestral Witches had transformed into the Pangu before him, just as Donghuang Taiyi had said, in terms of soul and reason, they were still the Ancestral Witches, not Pangu.

The Ancestral Witches were merely using the power of the formation to gather and form the power of Pangu.

"Boom..."

One saw Pangu's right fist strike out, baleful energy rolling on the fist, countless Dao laws condensing in this one strike.

The sword light slashed onto Pangu's right fist.

"Boom..."

Astonishing power exploded at this instant; this world, under the collision of this Hunyuan Da Luo power, seemed as if it were shattering.

But one could see that Pangu only retreated a few steps, and only a white mark appeared on his palm.

Donghuang Taiyi's attack just now—the Pangu spoken by the Ancestral Witches had blocked it with just a bare fist.

And just as the Pangu transformed by the Ancestral Witches and Donghuang Taiyi began their war, at Mount Kunlun, the Three Pure Ones were cultivating within.

Having been defeated by Donghuang Taiyi in the past, and even having their supreme treasures seized, this made the Three Pure Ones feel very humiliated.

To take revenge, they needed to work hard to improve their strength.

As long as their strength improved, relying on the Three Pure Ones joining forces, they did not believe they could not defeat Donghuang Taiyi.

That Demon Clan Heavenly Emperor would not be able to be arrogant for long.

On this point, even Laozi, who advocated for the Dao of Nature, was holding back a breath in his heart.

Being defeated by Donghuang Taiyi, and even insulted, was not something that could just be let go.

If he did not return this humiliation, then he was not the Three Pure Ones, he was not Laozi. ===== CHAPTER 452 =====

The Pangu formed by the Ancestral Witches blocked it with just a single physical fist.

And just as the Pangu formed by the Ancestral Witches and Donghuang Taiyi began their battle.

Mount Kunlun.

The Three Pure Ones were cultivating within.

Having been defeated by Donghuang Taiyi in the past, and even having the supreme treasure in their hands seized, the Three Pure Ones felt deeply humiliated.

In order to take revenge, they needed to work hard to improve their strength.

As long as their strength increased, they did not believe that by joining forces, the Three Pure Ones could not defeat Donghuang Taiyi.

That Demon Emperor would not be able to act arrogantly for much longer.

This point.

Even Laozi, who advocated for the Daoist principle of naturalness, was suppressing a breath of anger in his heart.

Being defeated by Donghuang Taiyi, and even insulted, was not something that could just be let go.

If he did not return this shame, then he was not the Three Pure Ones, and he was not Laozi.