Chapter 351

This was why the Two Western Saints, seeing Luo Fu's display, felt a hint of jealousy.

"Father God."

The Ancestral Wu below, struggling to hold their ground, now fully confirmed Luo Fu's true identity.

If he were not the reincarnation of Pangu Father God, how could he possibly gather Pangu's power from the Primordial World, let alone reforge the Three Primordial Supreme Treasures into the Pangu Axe?

Only the Father God could accomplish such a thing.

As for the other side, the demonic race, their situation was far worse than that of the Ancestral Wu.

Many demonic gods had even fallen into coma.

This was because Emperor Jun and Dong Huang Taiyi, seeing the demonic gods' condition, immediately went mad and struck them down, knocking many of them unconscious.

But Emperor Jun knew this unconsciousness would not last long.

The aura of that terrifying entity was seeping in everywhere.

Even if unconscious, the demonic gods' souls would be affected; over time, when they revived, they would no longer be themselves.

But as for this—

Emperor Jun and Dong Huang Taiyi had no better options.

Without the Chaos Bell, they could barely hold on; they could not perform any further actions.

Not to mention leaving this place.

"Luo Fu…" Ancestor Hongjun's eyes gleamed.

Luo Fu's opening-of-heaven move reminded Hongjun of the time he had witnessed Pangu's technique from afar.

Under that technique, countless Chaos Demigods perished upon Pangu's axe.

The Primordial World was thus created and opened.

That was an extremely terrifying technique.

A strike capable of slaying top-tier Chaos Demigods—perhaps Luo Fu currently lacked Pangu's power from his peak era.

But there was no doubt: Luo Fu now possessed a fraction of the Great Pangu's strength.

Perhaps it would succeed.

This thought arose in Hongjun's heart.

"Boom—"

The Pangu Axe, laden with unimaginably terrifying Dao power, slashed violently into the Supreme Changhe.

Black light and Luo Fu's primordial force of opening heaven and earth intertwined continuously.

It was the clash of power within the Supreme Changhe.

Fortunately, this was not in the Primordial World; otherwise, such a clash of Heaven Dao-level power would have devastated this realm.

But what made Ancestor Hongjun frown was—

Luo Fu's opening-of-heaven strike, forged from his own power and Pangu's, had failed to repel that terrifying entity within the Supreme Changhe.

Given the power Luo Fu had just unleashed, Hongjun estimated even he could not have achieved such a feat.

Although Ancestor Hongjun had merged with Heaven Dao, he was not the true Heaven Dao.

Of course, Hongjun could wield the full power of Heaven Dao—but doing so was something he himself deeply reluctant to do.

Yet—

Given what had just occurred, perhaps he had no choice but to do it.

Luo Fu had only briefly unleashed this power.

He could not possibly hold out against that entity in the Supreme Changhe for long.

When that happened, the situation would turn dire.

"Luo Fu, your ancestor comes to aid you." Ancestor Hongjun stepped forward, and astonishing Heaven Dao energy spread from him.

This time, Ancestor Hongjun intended to fuse with Heaven Dao and strike at that entity.

If, by then, no solution could be found—

Then the end of the Primordial World might truly be upon them.

Just as Ancestor Hongjun prepared to act—

Luo Fu's aura surged again, and countless Dao runes began flashing rapidly within the Time River.

Immediately after, Hongjun, Saint Tongtian, and others saw the Supreme Changhe, filled with black light, vanishing at a visible, rapid pace.

In mere moments—

The ancient Supreme Time River vanished entirely, and the terrifying entity within it seemed to have retreated far away.

Facing this situation—

Laozi, Master Yuanshi, Saint Tongtian, and other Saints stared in dazed confusion.

They had all believed the crisis would continue—how, in an instant, had it vanished?

Some even wondered if what they had seen was an illusion.

Of course, that was only a passing thought.

As Heaven Dao Saints, they knew what had just happened could not have been an illusion.

The only explanation: under Luo Fu's power, the Supreme Changhe had vanished—and the Primordial World's crisis had been instantly lifted.

After Luo Fu made the Supreme Changhe disappear—

The Heaven Dao-level power slowly dissipated from his body.

Even the power of his future self vanished rapidly.

Whether the power of Pangu or his future self, both were time-limited.

Now, the time had simply run out.

Boom—

The light columns that had erupted from many corners of the Primordial Chaos vanished once more, restoring calm.

In Luo Fu's hand, the Pangu Axe, accompanied by a crisp sound, shattered into three beams of light, each flying toward Laozi, Master Yuanshi, and Donghuang Taiyi.

The Primordial Chaos treasure, the Pangu Axe, had once again become three Primordial Treasures.

One could only say that after the Pangu Axe shattered, the true Pangu Axe vanished.

The three Primordial Treasures now each bore their own transformations.

"Ancestor Hongjun, I have not disgraced your trust," Luo Fu said, bowing to the distant Dao Ancestor Hongjun, now restored to normal.

"Hah! Good, very good," Dao Ancestor Hongjun snapped back to awareness, gazing at Luo Fu and laughing heartily. "Luo Fu, I never imagined you could reach such a height. I believe your future is boundless—I look forward to the day you attain the Dao as a Hunyuan Da Luo."

"Ancestor, I will strive," Luo Fu nodded.

Becoming a Hunyuan Da Luo was, for Luo Fu, now a perfectly natural progression.

Possessing Dao-level comprehension, Luo Fu had great confidence in this.

One could say.

With sufficient resources, Luo Fu's breakthrough to Hunyuan Da Luo would face no difficulty whatsoever.

"Good," Dao Ancestor Hongjun smiled. "But Luo Fu, do not lightly open the Supreme Changhe in the future—it poses danger to our world."

Even now, Dao Ancestor Hongjun still trembled at the memory of the terrifying life within the Supreme Changhe.

"Ancestor, I understand," Luo Fu said. "But when facing Heaven's Judgment just now, I had no other choice."

"Mmm…" Dao Ancestor studied Luo Fu deeply. "I look forward to your future. Should you have any questions, come to my Purple Cloud Palace."

"Thank you, Ancestor," Luo Fu replied.

"Mmm," Dao Ancestor Hongjun nodded, then glanced at Saint Tongtian and the other Heavenly Dao Saints. His figure dissolved into a wisp of shadow, slowly fading from this realm.

"Luo Fu, congratulations on breaking through to Da Luo," Saint Tongtian Jiaozhu stepped forward, praising. "I never expected your breakthrough to be so astonishing—even our Master, when he became a Hunyuan Da Luo, never endured such a spectacle."

"Master, you flatter me," Luo Fu replied humbly. "Even now, thinking back, I still tremble—I feared I might not have survived."

"Is that so?" Saint Tongtian smiled faintly.