Chapter 242: The Heaven‑Opening Divine Axe Appears—Is It the End of the Demon Race?

Billions upon billions of beings are watching.

As for the Wu-Demon battle at this moment,

The battlefield is filled with a deathly silence.

Countless Demon Race beings tremble, their gall and courage near bursting, their hair standing on end.

That towering, heaven‑reaching, earth‑standing figure makes them feel an indescribable terror of life and death.

Di Jun Taiyi and the others, although they feigned calm on the surface, had pupils trembling like an earthquake; it was not hard to see how greatly their hearts were shaken, shocked to the point of despair.

The deterrent power of Pangu's phantom needs no further words.

Any living being of the primordial world, before it, is undoubtedly a junior.

At this moment, all that can be seen is Pangu's phantom's lips slightly moving, as if shouting something.

In the darkness, a tremendous, deafening immortal sound also resounds.

"Axe, come!"

Just these two short words make the scalp of all beings tingle.

Countless mighty beings look at each other, immediately realizing what it is.

"Axe, come? Could what Pangu the Great God spoke of be the primeval Heaven‑Opening Divine Axe?"

"Heavens, Pangu's phantom has reappeared; could the primeval Chaos Supreme Treasure also manifest in the world again?"

"Heaven‑Opening Divine Axe... if such a supreme treasure truly appears, it is hard to imagine what a heaven‑destroying, earth‑annihilating sight it would be."

"Hiss... what is the Wu Clan trying to do? Do they intend to bury the whole world with this war?!"

All beings feel shocked.

Formerly, the Heaven‑Opening Divine Axe could create the primordial world.

Beings also have no doubt that, should such a Chaos Supreme Treasure appear, destroying this complete world would certainly be possible.

And as the two words "Axe, come" fall,

Between heaven and earth, a shocking, astonishing change indeed arises.

At this moment, the three supreme Heaven‑Opening treasures, as if summoned from the darkness, suddenly stir.

In Kunlun Mountain!

"Damn it, my Pangu Banner is trembling!"

Suddenly, Yuanshi lets out a low cry of surprise, his face full of shock.

He clearly senses that the Pangu Banner placed in his sea of consciousness is now moving on its own, unfurling and making a rustling sound.

Moreover, it erupts with an astonishing aura, as if it will break free from Yuanshi's sea of consciousness in the next instant and fly away.

Hearing this, Tongtian's face changes dramatically, unbelieving.

"How can this be?!"

You should know, the Three Pure Ones are now exalted as Saints.

According to reason, nothing in the world should affect them.

Let alone snatching their treasures from afar.

However, before Tongtian could continue questioning,

On the other side, Laozi's face also suddenly sinks.

"My Taiji Diagram is also trembling, impossible to calm."

"Correct!"

Formerly, the Heaven‑Opening Divine Axe shattered; its back became the Taiji Diagram.

Its blade evolved into the Pangu Banner.

Now, under Pangu's phantom's explosive shout, these two supreme spiritual treasures resonate accordingly.

That feeling is as if they wish to completely break free from Laozi and Yuanshi and return to the hands of their original master—Pangu the Great God.

Having no time to think, Laozi suddenly lets out an explosive shout.

"Quickly join forces and suppress these two spiritual treasures!"

As the words fall, Yuanshi and Tongtian's faces both turn grim.

They also know the situation is urgent; further talk is useless.

The three immediately act.

For a moment, in the vast Kunlun Mountain, phenomena fill the sky, qi surges, gripping the heart.

In the void, vast swaths of heavenly‑earthly law and order surge violently, crashing down into Kunlun Mountain.

With such a shocking, astonishing qi, it gradually suppresses the turmoil of the Taiji Diagram and Pangu Banner, preventing them from flying out of the two Saints' bodies.

You should know, the two supreme Heaven‑Opening treasures, the Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner, are extremely important even for Saints and must not be lost.

Moreover, the Three Pure Ones also worry that, should these two treasures fall into the Wu‑Demon war, they would become karmically entangled with the Great Calamity.

Therefore, the three previously held nothing back, directly employing the power of the Heavenly Dao, sparing no effort to guard the two spiritual treasures.

After doing all this, the Three Pure Ones finally let out a quiet sigh of relief.

"That phantom of the Father God is truly too terrifying."

Laozi cannot help but sigh.

Yuanshi's face, meanwhile, is dark and gloomy.

"The Wu Clan actually has the means to summon the spiritual treasures in our hands!"

"Detestable, truly detestable!"

You should know, previously Yuanshi still favored the Demon Race, believing it could overwhelm the Wu Clan and win this battle.

Who would have thought that, right now, these lofty Saints are all thrown into disarray by the Wu Clan.

Slap in the face!

This is truly a blatant slap in the face!

Yuan Shi's anger was also precisely directed at the Wu Clan.

But no matter what, the two supreme treasures of Heaven-opening have, for now, been held onto.

The Three Purities' expressions grew even graver as they continued to stare fixedly at the battle scene, all wanting to see what other tricks the Wu Clan still had.

In the battlefield!

Although the Three Purities could mobilize the power of the Heavenly Dao to suppress the two supreme treasures,

but Taiyi did not possess such strength or means.

At that very moment, above the high heavens, a mighty bell toll suddenly rang out.

Boom!

The next instant, the Chaos Bell that had been hovering above Taiyi's head shot straight toward the Pangu phantom.

Seeing this, Taiyi was shocked and horrified.

This Chaos Bell is his strongest spiritual treasure; if it were seized by the Pangu phantom,

would that not mean their gain is our loss, making things even more unfavorable for the Demon Race side?

"Suppress!"

Taiyi's pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately bellowed.

His words became law; the aura of the Eastern Emperor burst forth, covering heaven and earth, as he moved to suppress the Chaos Bell.

However, this effort was futile.

The magical power Taiyi released now seemed utterly insignificant.

The Chaos Bell merely paused slightly, then pierced the void and landed directly in the Pangu phantom's hand.

Immediately, five-colored radiance burst forth; the Chaos Bell rose and fell, beginning a mysterious transformation.

Not long after, the once mighty and unmatched ancient bell transformed into an axe handle.

This is exactly as the legend says: the handle of the ancient Heaven-opening Divine Axe had become the Chaos Bell.

This scene could truly be called a return to the origin.

The axe handle was incredibly solid, seeming substantive, with a cold light shining, bearing mysterious Great Dao divine patterns intertwined, profound and obscure, hard to fathom.

Meanwhile, the remaining parts—the axe blade and back—also gathered killing intent from all over the sky, intertwining and transforming.

Soon, the phantom of a true Heaven-opening Divine Axe finally appeared.

Thus, the Pangu phantom stood, arrogantly overlooking all, unmatched in the world.

The Heaven-opening Divine Axe also shone with mighty radiance, possessing the power to shock the nine heavens and ten earths.

If one did not know better, they would truly think this scene was the rebirth of Great God Pangu, reenacting his peak form.

Between heaven and earth, deathly silence reigned; even a falling pin could be heard.

"Damn it, how could this happen?!"

Taiyi exclaimed, his face turning ashen.

His eyes stared fixedly at the axe handle in the Pangu phantom's hand.

A deep unease welled up in Taiyi's heart.

The Chaos Bell was his greatest reliance.

Yet now, it was forcibly taken by the Pangu phantom.

Such a sight was unprecedented, leaving Taiyi unable to believe it.

After all, he had long ago thoroughly refined the Chaos Bell—how could the opponent easily snatch it away?!

But no matter how shocked or horrified he was,

all of this was truly happening right before his eyes.

Taiyi's gaze turned sinister and fierce; the blazing true fire of the sun scorched the heavens, spreading an oppressive atmosphere.

On the other side, Di Jun's face was also as dark as water, extremely grim.

Between heaven and earth, all beings were shocked beyond measure.

"Hiss... Is this truly Great God Pangu?!"

"Heavens, the deceased creator god has reappeared—what method is the Wu Clan using?!"

"The Wu Clan calls itself the Pangu Orthodoxy; it turns out it's not an empty title."

"Is this the power of Great God Pangu? It truly seems capable of destroying the nine heavens and ten earths with a single blow."

"Um... more accurately, this is merely the strength of a Pangu phantom."

"If the true Great God Pangu were reborn, he would surely possess a pressure millions of times greater than this."

Scalp exploding!

Unbelievable!

This scene's impact on ordinary beings is evidently even more shocking.

Countless gazes fixed upon that figure above the nine heavens, already trembling with fear, terrified out of their wits.

Their strength is lacking; they fundamentally cannot sense the Pangu phantom's flaw.

Or, put another way, to all beings it seemed exactly like the true Great God Pangu had been reborn.

Numbed!

Completely numbed!

Unlike the wrath of Di Jun and Taiyi, the beings' shock was different.

At this moment, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and others in the battlefield were filled with immense excitement, even to the point of being overjoyed.

Haha, the might of the Father God is truly unparalleled throughout the ages!

Not bad, not bad; the Father God is the strongest since ancient times, naturally no one can match him.

Hmph, with the Father God's might backing us, today those demon beasts will surely die.

Di Jun and Taiyi, let's see how you demon race can resist this divine might.

Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Zhurong, among others, all burst into laughter, looking up to the sky.

In fact, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had long ago developed this All-Heaven Divine Slaughter Grand Formation.

But this time, it can also be said to be the first time it is being deployed.

Therefore, such earth-shattering, universe-trembling power left even the ancestral witches feeling shocked and regretful.

For a moment, the Twelve Ancestral Witches' confidence greatly increased.

They had no doubt that with this method they could annihilate the entire demon race in one fell swoop.

Hearing these words, Di Jun, Taiyi, and the others' faces grew even grimmer.

However, Di Jun and Taiyi would naturally not back down.

Hmph, what of the illusory shadow of Pangu?

Wu Clan, you puny fools think you can unify heaven and earth with this? That's just a daydream.

Di Jun put on a strong front as he spoke.

After a pause, he glanced at the Ten Great Demon Saints and the others.

You and I, the two of us, join forces to resist this Pangu illusory shadow!

Although Di Jun did not say it outright, he knew it clearly in his heart.

If we relied only on our own strength and Taiyi's, directly confronting Pangu's illusory shadow would obviously be impossible.

Only by joining forces with the Ten Great Demon Saints might there be a sliver of hope.

The Ten Great Demon Saints' expressions turned grim.

They also knew this was a critical moment, even a matter of life and death for the demon race.

There was no time for more words; the ten of them immediately nodded firmly.

Afterward, Di Jun and Taiyi joined forces with the Ten Great Demon Saints.

Various divine abilities and spiritual treasures erupted together, tearing the universe and shaking the heavens.

They intended to use this to directly oppose the edge of Pangu's illusory shadow.

However, Di Jiang merely scoffed disdainfully.

Hmph, trying to shake a tree with a mayfly's strength—overestimating oneself.

If that's the case, then let you witness the power of the Father God's illusory shadow!

After speaking, Di Jiang let out a fierce shout.

Three Styles of Opening Heaven, first style!

One axe opens heaven and earth!

Di Jiang's words were almost uttered one syllable at a pause.

With each word spoken, the immense and unparalleled Pangu illusory shadow also began to move.

Its stature suddenly moved greatly, and the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe in its hand swung accordingly.

This axe was not overly swift or fierce, but it contained a tremendous terror that could press down the ages and collapse the river of time.

Whoosh...

Whoosh...

Wherever the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe passed, even the empty void shattered inch by inch and sank into oblivion.

Earth, water, fire, and wind cycled anew, while yin-yang and the five elements went into turmoil!

The laws fell into disorder, and order was shattered!

Everything seemed to have been completely obliterated.

Yet amidst this annihilation, a brand-new law and order gradually began to spread.

One axe opening heaven and earth—its might is truly astonishing.

Seeing this, the demon race's mighty warriors dared not be careless, instead channeling all their power to resist forcibly.

But the next moment.

Boom!

Only to see an unsurpassed, valiant force, mighty beyond all ages, suddenly sweep across.

Next, the Hetu Luoshu that Di Jun had offered dimmed in light, his figure was flung backward, and his True Solar Fire waned, losing its peak power.

Taiyi, lacking any supreme treasure for protection, spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed heavily to the ground, his breath weak and his state miserable.

The Ten Great Demon Saints were each blown millions of miles away, their flesh cracking inch by inch, blood pouring out—a horrifying sight.

Under that single axe, all the mighty warriors of the Demon Court were no match and were directly severely injured.

Pfft...

Damn it!

Di Jun, Taiyi, and the others' pupils contracted again, their reactions varied.

But the same was that everyone's faces showed deep shock and palpitations, impossible to conceal.

All beings erupted in an uproar!

It's over, it's over; the Pangu illusory shadow is too terrifying!

Even the demon race united with many powerful beings is no match for it.

It seems that today the Wu Clan will surely win, the Demon Race will face the day of their destruction.

Such words echoed between heaven and earth.

The power gap between the two sides was too huge, like an unbridgeable chasm, impossible to make up.

How to fight?!

Anyone else would now be filled only with deep despair.

All beings naturally thought that this time the Demon Race would surely be destroyed, never to exist again.

In the field.

A single strike stirred such a tremendous terror, and the Twelve Ancestral Wu grew even more proudly self-satisfied.

Zhu Rong loomed high above, looking down on Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the others.

"You demon beasts, if you kneel today and bow your heads in submission,"

"we might still spare your lives!"

Zhu Rong's unprecedented domineering aura burst forth, commanding with a gesture of the chin.

Humans are fish and meat, I am the knife and cutting board!

The Wu Clan also possesses such arrogant strength and confidence!

But upon hearing these words, Di Jun Tai Yi did not hesitate at all.

"Nonsense, don't even think about it!"

"Hmph, we demon race would rather die than surrender!"

The two responses were remarkably in agreement.

They both clearly understood that if they upheld their integrity and preferred death to submission, the Demon Race might still have a slim chance of survival.

But if, as Zhu Rong said, they were to bow their heads and submit now,

then from this point on, the Demon Race would never have a day to turn things around.

They would even become a laughingstock in the mouths of all beings.

Hearing this, Di Jiang's face sank, his eyes growing ever colder and sharper.

"If that is the case......"

"then you shall go to death!"

Di Jiang wasted no words.

Having spoken, he prepared to once again activate the Pangu phantom and unleash the final killing strike.

However, at that very moment, an abrupt change occurred in the field.

Whoosh!

A fierce gust of gang wind rang out, causing faces to change dramatically.

Then, a graceful, peerlessly beautiful figure slowly descended from the nine heavens!