Chapter 136

Between heaven and earth, all living beings stared at one another, not uttering a word.

They were shocked and doubtful!

Worry arose in their hearts!

Without a doubt, Di Jun and Taiyi's choice—or rather, decision—will determine the situation of the entire primordial heaven and earth.

Kill?!

Xiating will thus be destroyed, the Dao Ancestor's appointed foremost male immortal will also cease to exist, and no one can foretell what will happen afterward.

Not kill?

That way, although the Demon Race would win, in the hearts of all beings it would undoubtedly be greatly diminished.

More importantly, Dong Wanggong is the type to repay even the slightest grudge; if given the chance to make a comeback, he will inevitably fight the Demon Race again in the future.

Therefore, let alone ordinary cultivators.

Even those ancient-level great powers are now closely watching Di Jun and Taiyi, completely unable to predict how this will unfold.

In the west, Mount Sumeru!

That day, Chen Ku also felt something, slowly waking from his seclusion.

"Mm... Has it finally come?"

"Whatever the outcome, we will truly see it now......"

Chen Ku muttered to himself, not even having time to recall the gains from this seclusion, and immediately turned his attention to the scene of the battle between Xiating and the Demon Race.

This series of events, which were somewhat muddled in the legends of past lives, will now truly reveal their outcome today.

Chen Ku also held his breath in anticipation.

However, compared to the beings of the world, Chen Ku had a few more considerations.

What he cared more about was not whether Dong Wanggong would live or die.

But how the Demon Race would resolve to suppress and kill the opposing side.

After all, Dong Wanggong's death can be said to be the spark of the Wu-Yao Great Calamity.

Having developed to such a bitter extent, it seems Dong Wanggong will no longer have a chance to revive Xiating.

And at this moment on the battlefield!

Of Xiating's strong ones, not one in a hundred remains, and each is weak in spirit, in a sorry state.

On the Demon Race's side, countless billions of beings also ceased their attacks.

The Ten Great Demon Sages and others coldly gazed at the seemingly mad Dong Wanggong, killing intent bursting in their eyes.

For them, there were not many reservations.

Moreover, Di Jun had previously declared outright that this time he would level Penglai Island and suppress Dong Wanggong.

However, after waiting a long while, Di Jun and Taiyi showed no action at all.

"Brother, should we kill Dong Wanggong or not?!"

Beside him, Taiyi wore the Chaos Bell on his head, his overwhelming pressure resounding, and he asked in a lowered voice.

Upon hearing this, Di Jun's expression stalled.

"This......"

"What if, as Dong Wanggong said, after his death the Dao Ancestor flies into a rage."

"Then for us Demon Race, it would be a catastrophe."

Di Jun softly voiced his worry.

Before, he came with a mighty force, full of vigor.

But now, Dong Wanggong's fearless, even provocative demeanor made Di Jun somewhat doubtful.

Could it be that the Dao Ancestor Hongjun gave Dong Wanggong some private instructions?

Otherwise, Dong Wanggong wouldn't be so confident, would he?

At this moment, Di Jun couldn't help but think.

If it really comes to that, perhaps we should take Dong Wanggong back to the Demon Court and imprison him in the heavenly prison?

That would likewise sever the line of Xiating.

But then, in the eyes of all beings, it would surely be seen as the Demon Race backing down, which would instead make Dong Wanggong's title of 'foremost male immortal' even more intimidating.

However, as he pondered and hesitated.

On the other side, Dong Wanggong also noticed Di Jun and Taiyi's hesitation and their whispered conversation.

"Haha......"

"Di Jun, Taiyi, it seems I was right."

"You ultimately fear my status and dare not strike a killing blow."

"Haha... haha... I am the heir of Heaven's Mandate; how could you, mere moisture-born and egg-transformed beings, compare?"

"Today, my Xiating's strong ones have fallen at your hands; I will surely make the Demon Race repay tenfold, a hundredfold."

Dong Wanggong grew even more arrogant!

His eyes were full of an arrogant, fearless appearance.

This sight made all beings look somewhat strange.

Mad!

Too mad!

Asking oneself, if it were me facing Dong Wanggong's losing yet frenzied provocation, I would probably already be burning with rage, unable to calm down.

Such a thought just arose in the hearts of all beings.

Boom!

In the arena, a sudden anomaly arose!

Hmph, seeking death!

What does the Heaven's Mandate matter? Even if I kill you, what then?

Seeing that, under Dong Wanggong's provocation, Taiyi could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

He suddenly exploded with a shout, his voice shaking the universe, immensely grand.

Before his words fell, he waved his big hand; the Chaos Bell was suddenly raised, carrying five-colored radiance, mighty and vast, rushing to suppress and kill Dong Wanggong.

Perhaps it was also Dong Wanggong's last words, which completely enraged Taiyi.

The Demon Race intends to rise; the Xiating cannot allow it to remain.

Likewise, we cannot leave Dong Wanggong as a hidden danger, giving him a future chance to provoke the Demon Race.

Must kill!

The killing intent surrounding Taiyi was unprecedentedly intense.

Seeing this, Di Jun's expression changed drastically.

Taiyi, wait!

Di Jun let out a cry of alarm.

He never expected Taiyi to be so impulsive, attacking outright at the slightest disagreement.

As he spoke, Di Jun also unleashed a mighty force, hoping to stop the Chaos Bell from continuing its fall.

But this was useless.

The Chaos Bell trembled, its resonance resounding, shaking the nine heavens and ten earths.

The force Di Jun unleashed almost instantly collapsed into nothingness in the void.

Immediately after, the Chaos Bell's might increased, pressing down inch by inch, collapsing the high heavens, and falling straight onto Dong Wanggong's head.

No... you dare...

At this moment, Dong Wanggong also panicked completely.

Not?!

Taiyi, you're so reckless?

Dong Wanggong's pupils contracted sharply, his expression changed drastically.

But before he could finish his words.

Boom—rumble!

Only heard was another tremendous heavenly sound rumbling.

Under the Chaos Bell, the void was completely torn apart.

And Dong Wanggong's figure likewise exploded with a boom, blood rain bursting, staining the endless void red.

The calamity light spread, brilliant and dazzling, making one feel horrified, scalp tingling, chilled to the bone.

Everything vanished.

Dong Wanggong's roar of hatred and anger ceased abruptly.

All beings stared blankly, dumbfounded.

After a long while, the calamity light gradually faded, revealing once again the scene in the arena.

Only seen, beneath the Chaos Bell, empty and void, Dong Wanggong no longer existed.

Under the might of the primeval treasure, not even a trace of his corpse remained.

The so-called lord of the Xiating was utterly reduced to ashes and smoke.

A hiss...

Did Dong Wanggong really die?

What an overbearing and ferocious Donghuang Taiyi; this could be said to be Dong Wanggong asking for a beating and getting it.

Hehe, if Dong Wanggong weren't so arrogant and overconfident, perhaps he wouldn't have met such a miserable fate.

This round, one can only say he brought it upon himself.

All beings drew a cold breath.

The scene they had imagined actually occurred, still letting them feel an indescribable tremendous shock.

A generation of ancient mighty ones thus fell into obscurity.

Of course, some strong ones couldn't help but sigh, this time Dong Wanggong brought it upon himself, his various provocations also accounting for a large part of the cause.

In the arena!

Watching the scene of Dong Wanggong's death and disappearance, Di Jun's expression shifted, full of vigilance as he looked toward the nine heavens.

However, the more one worries about something, the more likely it is to happen.

As Di Jun's gaze fell.

Boom!

Above the nine heavens, suddenly there were bursts of void explosions echoing.

The Heavenly Dao sensed it, and wind and clouds shifted abruptly!

Zixiao divine lightning appeared out of nowhere, illuminating each other, flashing incessantly.

Under the splashing electric light, it seemed to possess the might to crush everything.

At this moment, the Demon Race, and indeed all beings, changed expression.

Is the Heavenly Dao wrathful, sending down a heavenly tribulation?

Heavens, is the Heavenly Dao truly seeking revenge for Dong Wanggong? Punishing the Demon Race?

Cries of alarm rang out incessantly.

West!

Chen Ku's expression also turned equally solemn!