Chapter 459

This was also a peculiar technique forged by Zhunti, combining the Six Roots Pure Bamboo with his own great Dao cultivation base.

Even a Saint could suffer a setback if caught off guard by this technique.

Unlike the Six Roots Pure Bamboo, which directly stripped a living being of its six senses, Zhunti's Three Thousand Worlds Chronicle forced the targeted being to involuntarily immerse itself in the Supreme Dao.

Of course, this was a false illusion.

But with Zhunti's vast Dao accumulation, even other Saints might be deceived by this illusion for a short time.

Not to mention Luo Fu, who merely used the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation to forcibly grant himself the power of Hunyuan Da Luo.

Then Zhunti saw Luo Fu's eyes grow hazy, as if lost in pursuit of the Supreme Dao.

This caused Zhunti to smile faintly.

A mere youth, after all, is still just a youth.

Strength forcibly elevated still differs greatly from that of a true Heaven Dao Saint.

Watching the Three Thousand Worlds continue to press down upon Luo Fu, Zhunti finally exhaled in relief—Luo Fu's relentless attacks had placed immense pressure on him.

After all, Zhunti had just been suppressed by Luo Fu.

But no matter what, as long as he ultimately won, that was enough.

Suddenly.

Zhunti's expression changed slightly, for he saw Luo Fu's eyes clear again, awakening from that illusion of the Supreme Dao.

"Hmph." Zhunti sneered, "Even if you've regained your senses now, it's already useless."

The Three Thousand Worlds Chronicle was within arm's reach; no matter what Luo Fu did, he must forcibly resist this attack.

On the other side.

Luo Fu opened his eyes, looked at the imminent Three Thousand Worlds Chronicle, and smiled faintly.

In truth, Luo Fu's own spirit could easily shield itself from Zhunti's technique's influence on the mind; he merely pretended to be powerless, wanting to understand the mystery of the Three Thousand Worlds Chronicle.

For ordinary beings,

to comprehend a Saint's Dao power within such a short time was virtually legendary—impossible.

Even Laozi, the foremost of the Three Pure Ones, could not achieve this.

After all, techniques that gather Dao are a Saint's very foundation.

The Heaven Dao Saints of the Primordial World each have their own favored aspects of Dao.

For example, Laozi's Yin-Yang Dao, Tongtian's Sword Dao, Yuanshi Tianzun's Destruction Dao, and so on.

Zhunti and Jieyin, the Two Western Saints, also each possess their own specialized Dao paths.

But for Luo Fu, this impossibility was not impossible at all.

On one hand, Luo Fu possesses Dao-level comprehension, far surpassing these Heaven Dao Saints by an incalculable margin.

On the other hand, Luo Fu previously seized the Dao power of the Master God Space, which allowed him to master countless Dao systems in a short time.

And the profundity of those systems was incomparable to what Hunyuan Da Luo beings could perceive.

With Dao-level comprehension, understanding Hunyuan Da Luo-level power was utterly simple.

It was like—if you were a Hunyuan Da Luo, analyzing and comprehending a technique created by a Da Luo Jinxian—utterly effortless.

Luo Fu's current state was much the same.

"The Three Thousand Worlds Chronicle… a powerful technique." Luo Fu, facing this force, flipped his palm, and a bead shimmering with primordial chaos appeared in his hand.

It was the Primordial Chaos Treasure, the Chaos Pearl, which Luo Fu had just successfully forged.

In the Primordial World, if one spoke of Primordial Chaos Treasures, the Chaos Pearl in Luo Fu's hand was the only true, complete Primordial Chaos Treasure.

Even the Heaven Dao Saints could scarcely imagine how terrifying a Primordial Chaos Treasure truly was.

Previously, Luo Fu condensed three Primordial Treasures into the Primordial Chaos Treasure, Pangu Axe, which succeeded in shattering that terrifying lifeform and ultimately allowed Luo Fu to seal the Supreme Changhe.

Yet even then, the Saints could not perceive just how powerful the Pangu Axe truly was.

After all, Luo Fu targeted the Supreme Changhe—he never even targeted the Primordial World.

Otherwise, beneath a single swing of the Primordial Chaos Treasure Pangu Axe, half the living beings of the Primordial World might have been obliterated.

And now, the Chaos Pearl in Luo Fu's hand was even more profound in mystery than the Pangu Axe.

Of course, the Chaos Pearl might not match the Pangu Axe in destructive power, but in terms of Dao profundity, it was no less than the Pangu Axe.

"Primordial Chaos Treasure."

Zhunti, seeing the Chaos Pearl appear in Luo Fu's hand, changed expression.

The battle with Luo Fu had made Zhunti forget that Luo Fu possessed a Primordial Chaos Treasure.

His own spiritual treasure, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, paled in comparison.

"Hummm…"

The Chaos Pearl rose from Luo Fu's hand and hovered in the void, emitting an inexplicable resonance.

Instantly, the power of the Three Thousand Worlds Chronicle was completely absorbed by the Chaos Pearl.

As if Zhunti's attack had never existed.

"…" At this moment, Zhunti was stunned.

The Three Thousand Worlds Chronicle was nearly his full-power strike—and yet such an attack had been effortlessly destroyed and absorbed.

For any other Saint, the only option would have been to forcibly resist.

Yet this Luo Fu, whom Zhunti regarded as merely a Da Luo-level being, had done what even Saints could not.

This left Zhunti momentarily unable to comprehend.

Had the world changed—or had his own understanding failed?

"Tongtian Sword Dao, Third Form: Slaying Immortals…"

The Chaos Pearl softly hummed, then settled upon the Slaying Immortals Sword.

In an instant, the qi of Chaos coiled into runes that wrapped around the Slaying Immortals Sword, releasing the Dao of Destruction from the Slaying Immortals Sword.

"No good…"

Faced with Luo Fu's sudden surge, Saint Zhunti's eyes changed drastically; an ultimate threat seemed about to materialize right before him.

Without hesitation, guided by his instinctive perception, Saint Zhunti swung the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand downward.

"Boom…"

The Slaying Immortals Sword, which had been far away, suddenly appeared before the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, their powers colliding.

Multicolored light and qi of Chaos erupted continuously in this void.

This chaotic heaven and earth twisted incessantly under the force of this terrifying power.

"This power," Saint Zhunti's face contorted.

His hand gripping the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree turned slightly pale; clearly, Saint Zhunti had unleashed his full strength.

Yet even so,

the terrifying Dao of Destruction continued surging over the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.

He had never imagined Luo Fu's strength had surged astonishingly beyond what it was before.

This caused Saint Zhunti's gaze to fix on the gray bead entwined with the Slaying Immortals Sword.

Clearly, Luo Fu's sudden surge in strength was tied to this Chaos Supreme Artifact in his hand.

"Uncle Zhunti, is this all your strength?" Luo Fu gazed at Saint Zhunti before him and smiled faintly. "If so, your nephew is rather disappointed."

No sooner had he spoken,

the power within the Chaos Pearl surged again.

"No good," Saint Zhunti's face changed drastically.

It wasn't just because Luo Fu's strength had risen once more—he also saw cracks appearing along the branches of his Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree as it resisted the Slaying Immortals Sword.

Faced with the might of a Chaos Supreme Artifact, his Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree could not hold.

"Boom…"

The astonishing power of the Slaying Immortals Sword spread outward, instantly swallowing Saint Zhunti, then flinging him away like a shooting star.

Blood scattered across this chaotic heaven and earth.

"Younger brother," Saint Jieyin, not far off, also shifted his gaze slightly.

He had not expected his younger brother's battle with Luo Fu to be falling behind.

Had it not been for the three Saints watching him, he would have rushed forward to help long ago.

"Saint Zhunti, let us continue," Luo Fu called out loudly, watching Saint Zhunti's form vanish, his own figure instantly disappearing from where he stood.

"Boom boom boom…"

The Chaos World echoed with continuous, rising and falling tremors.