Chapter 1052: The Curtain Falls and the Aftermath

The Honghuang was in an uproar!

Originally, it was thought that with Laozi, Yuanshi, and the other two joining forces, Di Qi would surely be doomed.

Yet, no one expected that Di Qi would overturn people's perceptions time and time again.

In the end, the various Saints, the Witch and Demon clans, and the Dragon-Phoenix-Qilin, equivalent to seven Great Saints, were all completely crushed by Di Qi; Laozi and the other three fled in panic, the Dragon-Phoenix-Qilin suffered heavy losses, and the Quasi-Saints of both the Witch and Demon clans were wiped out.

So much so that the surviving high-ranking members of the Witch and Demon clans and the Dragon-Phoenix-Qilin fled into the Chaos to take refuge.

It can be said that from today on, the Primordial World belongs to Di Qi alone.

"How could it be like this!"

Haotian was dispirited, somewhat unable to accept this fact.

Yaochi Jinmu sighed and said: "Di Qi has won, which is better than the various Saints winning. With Longji there, Di Qi will not do anything to us; at most, from now on, the Heavenly Court will simply become a vassal of the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty."

Haotian felt weak all over and could only nod.

Things had reached this point; even if he were to become a Saint on the spot, it would be useless.

Unless the Dao Ancestor were willing to stand by him.

But how could that be possible?

Golden Turtle Island.

Biyou Palace.

Tongtian Jiaozhu had a cold and stern expression, his gaze burning, and he muttered to himself: "Di Qi, how can he be this powerful! Even if I were to deploy the Immortal Execution Sword formation, I fear I would not be his match."

The Immortal Execution Sword formation cannot be broken without four Saints.

But Yin Qi, however, had effectively crushed ten Saints by force!

How could one even compare to this!

Thinking back to the beginning, Di Qi was merely a Human Emperor of the mortal world, and it was only because he had a reputation for virtue that he had idly paid him some attention.

Yet, he never expected that in a mere forty thousand years, the other party would have grown to such a level.

Previously, he had guessed that the Five Emperors were behind Di Qi, but now this speculation was thoroughly shaken, because he understood the Five Emperors and knew that with their aptitude, it would be good enough to achieve the level of a Peak Quasi-Saint.

As for becoming a Saint, it was almost impossible.

How could five Emperors, who didn't even have the possibility of becoming Saints, cultivate someone like Di Qi!

If one must insist that there was someone behind Yin Qi, it could only be Hongjun Daozu.

But given the stature of Hongjun Daozu, how could he possibly step in personally, and even cultivate Yin Qi in secret?

Watching the crushing defeat of the various Saints, he did not have any desire to gloat.

What he felt was the sadness of the rabbit dying and the fox grieving, the sorrow of one's own kind.

"Di Qi actually won a complete victory!"

Zhenyuanzi was stunned.

He knew that Yin Qi must still have trump cards, but he never thought that Yin Qi's trump card would be so massive—not only did he become a Saint himself, but he could also crush the various Saints, fierce to an unbelievable degree.

This simply overturned one's worldview!

Di Qi, how could he be so strong!

"But it is good that Di Qi won; compared to the various Saints, Di Qi is more observant of rules, and he does not spread a lineage, so there is no conflict of interest with me. In fact, there was even a bit of sentimentality in the past."

At the very least, when facing Yin Qi, one does not need to be as cautious as one was with the various Saints.

"As for the Hongmeng Purple Qi... forget it."

Zhenyuanzi thought for a moment and turned back toward Wuzhuang Temple.

Although all evidence pointed to the fact that the Hongmeng Purple Qi was obtained by the Mosquito Daoist.

But looking at it now, it had likely fallen into Yin Qi's hands long ago.

How could a mere Mosquito Daoist quietly take away the Hongmeng Purple Qi under the eyes of the Saints?

Even if he could do it on the spot, it was likely with Yin Qi's tacit approval.

Subsequently, it would certainly return to Yin Qi's hands.

Judging by the combat power Yin Qi displayed, it was clear that he had become a Saint long ago.

It seems now that another Saint will soon be born in the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty.

The Queen Mother of the West had the same thoughts as Zhenyuanzi; she also lost the interest to continue searching for the whereabouts of the Mosquito Daoist.

Some things do not require evidence; one can guess the answer by thinking about it a little.

It can only be said that Yin Qi hid too deeply and deceived everyone.

However, compared to others, she was quite satisfied with the current situation; she did not need to flee into the Chaos to take refuge like Zulong and the others, nor did she have to wait for death like Kunpeng Laozu and Minghe Laozu. It is foreseeable that after Di Qi returns, he will first deal with those two.

"It's over!"

Minghe Laozu was dispirited, as if he had lost all his vitality and spirit.

He never imagined that the various Saints, in whom he had placed such high hopes, would be so unable to withstand a blow and suffer such a crushing defeat.

You all managed to escape quickly, but where can I escape to?

Although the Sea of Blood is on the edge of the Primordial Continent, it would still take him at least half a year to fly out of the Sea of Blood.

"The Sea of Blood does not dry, Minghe does not die"—this can only be said to ordinary Saints.

Facing Yin Qi, he truly had no confidence.

Had he known today would come, he would never have participated in any Anti-Shang Alliance.

After all, Yin Qi had no conflict of interest with him, and there was even some sentiment between them.

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Yinyue Mojie.

Deep within the Boundary.

Luo Hou's expression was cold and stern, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

He could never have imagined that Yin Qi would become a Saint so quietly, and that his combat power would be so strong, blasting all the Saints who had joined forces into pieces; it was terrifyingly fierce.

Of course, he was not afraid of Yin Qi; after all, his goal had always been Hongjun.

No matter how strong you, Yin Qi, are, can you be stronger than Hongjun?

He was displeased because Yin Qi's performance had caused his plans to fall through.

The reason he did not abide by the agreement with Yin Qi and used the condensing of the Demon World to trap the Saints was because he hoped the various major factions would slaughter each other, the more tragic the better.

As the Demon Ancestor, the more people who died in the Primordial World, the faster his cultivation would improve.

But now.

The Saints had been blasted to pieces, and Zulong and the others had fled deep into Chaos.

This so-called Immeasurable Kalpa had only just erupted before it was smoothed over by Yin Qi with a single hand.

Furthermore, with the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty unifying the Primordial World next, because order would be established, there would almost be no large-scale deaths in the future; then what the hell was he supposed to cultivate for?

As for those Puppetry.

Since Yin Qi could clear out the Puppetry within the borders of Great Shang, the other Puppetry naturally held no secrets for him either.

This trump card of his had been rendered useless before he could even use it.

"Di Qi!"

Luo Hou whispered.

His gaze was distant, flashing with wisps of sharp light.

………

The Demon Race, the Wu Clan, the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, and the Qilin Clan were in great chaos within their own ranks, because the high-level members above Great Luo had basically all fled into Chaos, and had even taken many of their direct descendants with them.

Left behind, what could they do?

The Wu Clan and the Dragon-Phoenix-Qilin were fine; they were all of the same clan.

But the Demon Race was different.

To put it bluntly, the Demon Race was just the Ten Thousand Races forcibly gathered together, each with their own interests and contradictions.

Now that the two Demon Emperors had been captured and the other Demon Saints had fled to Chaos, they had no one above them, so the so-called Demon Race collapsed instantly; either conflicts erupted and they slaughtered each other, or they issued announcements stating their willingness to surrender to Great Shang unconditionally.

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Top of Mount Buzhou.

Tianjing.

When Yin Qi and Nuwa returned to Tianjing, the entire Tianjing became an ocean of cheers.

Through the live broadcast, they already knew that their Great King had won a complete victory, blasting all the Saints to pieces, and had also dealt with the five races: the Wu, the Demon, the Dragon, the Phoenix, and the Qilin.

Next, the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty would go a step further and unify the Primordial World.

As people of the Beijing, they naturally felt honored.

"Yin Qi is too strong; I must also go into seclusion to cultivate and break through as soon as possible, otherwise I will be too embarrassed to see him."

Ye Fan, Chen Nan, and others muttered to themselves.

The scene of the great battle in the live broadcast room earlier had already been deeply etched into their hearts.

Beyond shock, there was only more shock. (End of this chapter)