Chapter 1116: Annihilate the Chaotic Gods and Demons! The Heaven from the Primordial Era!

For example, powerful cultivators of the Path of Faith can imprint their True Spirits and entrust them to their believers.

As long as believers continuously pray, they provide the power source for their resurrection.

If there are enough believers and their prayers are sufficiently devout, those fallen cultivators of the Path of Faith will truly return from the Path of Faith.

There are many similar methods.

To ensure survival, many Hunyuan Da Luo Dao Xian have invested considerable thought.

These are all matters for later; set aside for now.

Due to the immortality of Hunyuan Da Luo Dao Xian, combat between them requires attacks targeting the Primordial Spirit and True Spirit.

Even Pangu, who cultivates the Path of Force, employed methods to attack the Primordial Spirit and True Spirit when slaying the Chaotic Gods and Demons.

No, that's not quite accurate.

Rather, any Path, when cultivated to its later stages, gains the ability to simultaneously attack both flesh and True Spirit.

The Path of the Sword is inherently skilled in slaughter and naturally possesses the ability to strike the Primordial Spirit and consciousness.

The sword qi of the early stages of the Path of the Sword is already a method to attack the Primordial Spirit and consciousness.

Thus, the Path of the Sword can directly assault the Primordial Spirit and True Spirit.

If it can sever the Path itself, how could the Path of the Sword fail to cut down a mere Primordial Spirit and True Spirit?

The violent rupture caused by the severing of the Primordial Spirit and True Spirit nearly drowned Yuan Chen Tianjun's entire consciousness.

If Yuan Chen Tianjun were not a Hunyuan Da Luo Dao Xian, that single sword strike alone would have directly annihilated his consciousness.

Though not directly annihilated, Yuan Chen Tianjun could feel countless sword qi raging within his Primordial Spirit and True Spirit.

He was forcibly spawned and is not a true Hunyuan Da Luo Dao Xian; he is utterly unskilled in Primordial Spirit and True Spirit techniques.

Faced with the raging sword qi within his Primordial Spirit and True Spirit, Yuan Chen Tianjun did not know how to respond and could only let them run rampant.

His inaction meant he would soon perish.

Yuan Chen Tianjun did not care about his own life or death.

He was not truly existent; life and death held little meaning for him.

Even if he did not perish at Luo Fu's hands, when the Twelve Yuan Chen Small Heaven collapsed, he would vanish outright.

His prior struggles were all for the sake of the Twelve Yuan Chen.

The Twelve Yuan Chen were the foundation of his existence; Yuan Chen Tianjun could not abandon them.

Now, as he was about to perish, Yuan Chen Tianjun relaxed.

In this state, he had no ability left to intervene with the Twelve Yuan Chen, nor did he need to.

"Quickly summon the Dao Ancestor! You are no match for Luo Fu—only the Dao Ancestor can subdue him."

At the final moment before losing consciousness, Yuan Chen Tianjun could not help but send a mental message to the Twelve Yuan Chen.

He was the Twelve Yuan Chen's last trump card; since he could not stand against Luo Fu, Yuan Chen Tianjun could think of no one else capable of subduing Luo Fu except Ancestor Hongjun.

Thus, Yuan Chen Tianjun directly sent a mental message, urging them to summon Ancestor Hongjun in person.

If Ancestor Hongjun acted swiftly, the Twelve Yuan Chen might still survive.

No sooner had the thought been sent than Yuan Chen Tianjun felt darkness engulf his vision, and his entire being plunged into annihilation.

As his consciousness vanished, his body began to collapse, dissolving into the air immediately after.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

At the instant Yuan Chen Tianjun perished, the Twelve Yuan Chen all spat out mouthfuls of blood.

This was internal injury caused by backlash; not only did they spit blood, but cracks spread across their bodies, nearly covering every inch.

The Twelve Yuan Chen were still flesh and blood; many of these cracks oozed blood, leaving them bloody, mangled, and horrifyingly grotesque.

Swish!

After slaying Yuan Chen Tianjun, Luo Fu raised his gaze toward the Twelve Yuan Chen; his piercing gaze pierced through the barrier of the Twelve Yuan Chen Small Heaven and settled upon each of them.

Seeing the Twelve Yuan Chen's mangled forms, Luo Fu immediately raised the Hunyuan Eternal Creation Sword and slashed gently at the Twelve Yuan Chen Small Heaven.

The River of the Sword Path surged; a blade of sword qi, vast enough to blot out the sky, erupted from the Hunyuan Eternal Creation Sword and tore toward the boundary of the Twelve Yuan Chen Small Heaven with unstoppable force.

Where it passed, the Twelve Yuan Chen Small Heaven was utterly torn apart; the chaotic currents of the Outer Void began flooding into the Twelve Yuan Chen Small Heaven.

Crack!

The colossal sword qi struck the boundary of the Twelve Yuan Chen Small Heaven—not with violent collision or dazzling clash—but a massive fissure appeared on its edge, cleaving the Twelve Yuan Chen Small Heaven cleanly in two.

The Twelve Yuan Chen Small Heaven, capable of trapping and killing Saints, lost all capacity to resist before Luo Fu.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Boom!

A chorus of shattering sounds rose and fell as the boundary of the Twelve Yuan Chen Small Heaven continuously fractured; as the destruction intensified, the entire Twelve Yuan Chen Small Heaven exploded apart.

Vast quantities of time force erupted into a storm, sweeping outward in all directions.

At the storm's center, the mangled forms of the Twelve Yuan Chen emerged.

Compared to their earlier cold, confident, and haughty demeanor when seeking to slay the Twelve Zu Wu, the Twelve Yuan Chen now were utterly broken and wretched.

Earlier, the Twelve Yuan Chen had been Ancestor Hongjun's envoys, dispatched under his divine decree to slay rebels.

Now, the Twelve Yuan Chen had become utterly homeless dogs.

Swish!

Twelve sword qi streaks flew from the Hunyuan Eternal Creation Sword, slashing toward the Twelve Yuan Chen.

Since the Twelve Yuan Chen Small Heaven had been shattered, there was no reason to let the Twelve Yuan Chen live.

The sword light appeared before the Twelve Yuan Chen in an instant.

Mid-stage Holy Tribesmen stood no chance whatsoever against Luo Fu's strike.

The Twelve Yuan Chen could only watch helplessly as the sword qi descended upon them.

However, just as the sword qi was about to obliterate the Twelve Yuan Chen, an accident occurred.

Hum!

At the critical moment, a luminous barrier suddenly rose from the Twelve Yuan Chen, enveloping them within.

Within this barrier surged an aura as majestic as heavenly wrath.

Under the weight of this aura, all things seemed compelled to submit.

To resist it was to be crushed beneath its pressure.

It was as if this aura were the supreme Heaven itself, and all things must bow to Heaven.

This feeling was not mistaken.

For this aura indeed came from Heaven—from the primordial Heaven.

The sudden power manifesting on the Twelve Yuan Chen was left behind by Ancestor Hongjun, specifically to protect the Twelve Yuan Chen from unforeseen harm.

The earlier suppression of the Five Sacred Beasts had caught Ancestor Hongjun off guard.

After the Five Sacred Beasts acted, Ancestor Hongjun had been wary of the Chaos Divine Demons behind Luo Fu, his attention never fixed on Luo Fu.