Chapter 67

When the Taiji Diagram also merged with the phantom of the Pangu Axe, the Pangu Axe solidified completely, and an aura that even the Heavenly Dao feared suddenly appeared in the Primordial World.

The entire Primordial World began to tremble violently, for since the Primordial World was opened by Pangu, it was naturally fearful of the Pangu Axe.

Fortunately, this aura did not last long before it vanished, because the Pangu True Form collapsed; Pan Huang and the others could not withstand the world-dominating aura of the Pangu Axe.

After the Pangu True Form dissipated, all the Ancestral Wu, including Pan Huang, spat out blood in unison, and their auras instantly withered.

"Good opportunity!" Seeing this, Tongtian sent the Purple Lightning Hammer and the Heart-Piercing Lock in his hands straight toward Pan Huang.

"Don't even think about it!" Shebishi, who was closest to Pan Huang, saw this and roared, burning his essence blood as he charged toward Tongtian.

Boom—

With a loud bang, Shebishi actually self-destructed right next to Tongtian. The power of a Quasi-Saint's self-destruction was something even Tongtian could not withstand; he was sent flying by the shockwave, spitting out another large mouthful of blood in the air. This time, he was severely injured.

Because of his severe injuries, the magic treasures aimed at Pan Huang lost their accuracy, and he escaped a catastrophe.

"How is this possible? I had clearly planned everything! This is impossible!" Pan Huang looked at the spot where Shebishi had self-destructed and stood stunned, muttering to himself.

"Die!" Seeing Shebishi's self-destruction, Xizi was also enraged, and she immediately burned her essence blood and charged toward Yuanshi Tianzun.

Seeing this, Yuanshi Tianzun's expression changed drastically. At this moment, he no longer cared about face; he only wanted to escape this place. These brainless Wu Clan members were truly unreasonable.

But could he escape? He could not escape at all. Even with the cultivation of a Saint, when facing Ancestral Wu who were determined to die, there was simply no chance to run.

Boom—

Another loud bang; the Ancestral Wu Xizi fell, and the Saint Yuanshi was severely injured. The entire battlefield suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Those watching from the shadows had never expected such an ending. Those were two Ancestral Wu who had actually self-destructed. One must know that Ancestral Wu had no primordial spirits; once they self-destructed, it meant there was no possibility of resurrection.

"Ah!!! This Ancestral Wu will fight you to the death!" Zhurong roared and charged directly at Di Jun. He knew that if he self-destructed, the Saint would not die, so he would find someone who could die and take them with him.

"Thirteenth Brother! The future of the Wu Clan is in your hands." Zhurong roared and arrived directly beside Di Jun.

Before Di Jun could react, Zhurong grabbed him and self-destructed. The roaring sound finally pulled Pan Huang back from his daze.

"Damn it! Damn it! Why? Why on earth is this happening?" Pan Huang roared. He wanted to get up to save the Ancestral Wu, but two strange forces pinned him to the ground. One was the power of the Heavenly Dao, and the other Pan Huang did not know, yet he felt somewhat familiar with it.

"Big Brother!" Seeing Di Jun killed by Zhurong's explosion, Taiyi stood frozen in place.

"Killing my husband, die for this palace!" Suddenly, a voice filled with venom rang out, and a figure arrived beside Qiangliang and hugged him directly.

Boom—

Another loud bang; Qiangliang fell, and the person who fell with him was the Demon Empress, Moon Rabbit.

"Hahaha! Good! A good Demon Clan, a good Demon Court! Since we are to die, then let us all die together." Dijiang looked at his brothers and sisters returning one by one to the embrace of the Father God and roared.

The next second, he used the Law of Space to arrive beside Zhunti and hugged him, self-destructing. Dijiang's self-destruction was different from the other Ancestral Wu; before he self-destructed, he opened a space tunnel, intending to exile Zhunti into the void.

But Dijiang's plan did not succeed, because after a few breaths, space vibrated, and Zhunti actually returned from the void.

However, his state was not good; half of his head was gone, both arms were missing, and one leg was gone. His entire aura was extremely withered, like a candle in the wind.

Clearly, the void had caused severe damage to Zhunti's origin, and it would likely take ten thousand years to recover from such a wound.

After Dijiang self-destructed, Zhu Jiuyin seized the opportunity to reach Jieyin. He did not choose to self-destruct, but he was even more ruthless; Zhu Jiuyin burned his own Laws and dragged Jieyin into the River of Time.

But clearly, Jieyin did not die either, though his state was even worse than Zhunti's.

They dared not linger any longer; if they did not leave now, they might not be able to leave at all. This Wu Clan was too terrifying.

Thinking of this, Zhunti grabbed the skin-and-bones Jieyin and vanished from the spot. The other Ancestral Wu wanted to pursue, but after thinking about it, they felt it was unnecessary. Now, the greatest enemies were Taiyi, as well as Yuanshi and Tongtian. The West was too far away, and they would likely never dare to come to the East again.

"Die for this Ancestral Wu!" Jumang looked at Tongtian, who was preparing to leave, and roared as he charged over.

Seeing this, Tongtian knew he could not run, so he decided to fight.

Afterward, Tongtian took out the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation; he wanted to use this formation to slaughter all the Ancestral Wu. But the idea was beautiful, while reality was cruel.

Before Tongtian could set up the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, Jumang had already reached his side. Besides Jumang, to prevent Tongtian from escaping, Rushou also appeared behind Tongtian at some point.

"Today, our Wu Clan slaughters a Saint!" Jumang roared and burned his essence blood to self-destruct.

Just as Jumang self-destructed, Rushou also self-destructed. Tongtian was at the center of their explosion, and even as a Saint, he could not withstand the damage from the self-destruction of two Quasi-Saints.

After Jumang and Rushou self-destructed, Yuanshi did not escape either; Gonggong and Xuanming targeted him. However, Yuanshi had the Heavens-Celebrating Cloud, and he thought he could fare better.

But reality slapped him hard; the self-destruction of Gonggong and Xuanming was even more powerful than that of Jumang and Rushou. The Heavens-Celebrating Cloud only held for a few breaths before its defense was broken.

As the smoke and dust cleared, Tongtian and Yuanshi were covered in wounds, their limbs incomplete. Most importantly, their auras were chaotic—a sign that their Saint positions were unstable.

In Tang Valley, Laozi's eyes changed. Although the Three Pure Ones had split up, they were still connected by blood. Laozi could not watch them fall like this, so with a wave of his hand, the Taiji Diagram beneath Mount Buzhou moved. It wrapped up Yuanshi and Tongtian, then wrapped up the Pangu Banner, and subsequently vanished into the sky.

At this moment, Kunpeng seized the opportunity, transformed into his original form, grabbed the River Map and Luo Book, and flew toward the direction of the North Sea.

Seeing Kunpeng do this, Taiyi did not stop him. At this moment, Taiyi was already determined to die, so he would not care what Kunpeng did. Besides, the River Map and Luo Book had long been tampered with by his big brother; Kunpeng could not take them away.

Sure enough, just as Kunpeng took off, the River Map and Luo Book turned into a stream of light and vanished from Kunpeng's claws. This made Kunpeng somewhat annoyed, but his figure did not stop, for he feared that if he stopped, he would become the target of the two remaining Ancestral Wu. "Gone, everything is gone, everything is gone!" Tianwu looked at everything around him and said with a blank expression.

Then, when he cast his gaze upon Pan Huang and Houtu, there was some spirit in his eyes. Afterward, Tianwu looked at the Zhou Tian Star Formation. The formation formed its own space, and those inside now had no idea what was happening outside.

"Thirteenth Brother, Little Sister, the Wu Clan is in your hands." Tianwu roared and charged directly at the Zhou Tian Star Formation.

"No!" Seeing this, Pan Huang roared, but though his mouth opened, no sound came out, which left Pan Huang both shocked and annoyed.

Another self-destruction occurred; the Zhou Tian Star Formation suffered damage, but it was not completely destroyed and continued to operate.

Seeing this, a calm smile appeared on Houtu's face.

"Thirteenth Brother, the Wu Clan is in your hands from now on. We believe you can lead the Wu Clan even further." Houtu looked at Pan Huang and said with a smile.

Then she also charged at the Zhou Tian Star Formation. In a violent explosion, the Zhou Tian Star Formation was finally broken. After the formation was broken, the Star Lords of the Demon Clan were killed or injured, and the Wu Clan warriors were reduced to less than one in ten.

In this battle, except for Pan Huang and Taiyi, as well as the fleeing Kunpeng and those few Demon Sages, everyone else died; not a single one survived.

"Gone, all gone! Hahaha, all gone, then what is the point of me living?" At this moment, Taiyi suddenly spoke.

"Pan Huang! Neither of us won, but this Emperor will say one last thing: in this battle, my Demon Clan is the victor!" After Taiyi finished speaking, he transformed into a Three-Legged Golden Crow and charged directly at Mount Buzhou.

Just as Taiyi charged toward Mount Buzhou, one of the two forces pressing down on Pan Huang suddenly vanished, leaving only the power of the Heavenly Dao still suppressing him, but Pan Huang could feel the power of the Heavenly Dao weakening as well.

When the power of the Heavenly Dao suppressing Pan Huang weakened, Mount Buzhou suddenly shuddered. Clearly, the power of the Heavenly Dao was being added to Mount Buzhou.

The Heavenly Dao's intention was to use Taiyi's hand to destroy Mount Buzhou, so that the will of Pangu would completely vanish from the Primordial World, and then the entire Primordial World would be under the control of the Heavenly Dao.

"Rise for me!" Pan Huang roared, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he forcibly summoned the Pangu True Form.

After summoning the Pangu True Form, Pan Huang charged toward Taiyi without a word, but due to his severe injuries, his speed was not fast.

By the time he rushed over, Taiyi had already crashed into Mount Buzhou.

With a loud bang, a huge gap was smashed into the body of Mount Buzhou by Taiyi. When this gap appeared, the entire Mount Buzhou began to totter. As it tottered, the entire Primordial World also experienced tremors; centered on Mount Buzhou, the earth cracked, the ground shook, and it was a scene of the impending apocalypse.

"Hahaha! This battle was won by my Demon Clan after all!" Taiyi looked at the rushing Pan Huang and laughed hysterically.

The next second, he stopped breathing, his body falling toward the crack in Mount Buzhou.

"Hmph! I will make you wish you were dead!" Pan Huang rushed toward the corpse of the Eastern Emperor, grabbed his head, and lifted him up, then used his other hand to extract his primordial spirit.

Boom—

Suddenly, a Chaos Sword Qi appeared in the void, blocking Pan Huang's axe light. Subsequently, a light interweaving yin and yang appeared on Di Jun and the others. When this light appeared on them, their figures began to become illusory.

"Want to leave? Have you asked the axe in my hand?" Seeing this, Pan Huang knew that Laozi had intervened, and as for the remaining one, it went without saying that it was Yuanshi Tianzun, after all, that Chaos Sword Qi was the standard equipment of the Pangu Banner.

"Heaven-Opening Style Seven!" Pan Huang roared, and with a move of splitting the mountain, an axe light shot out from the Pan Huang Axe, instantly turning into a thousand-zhang axe light and rushing towards Di Jun and the others.

The next second, several more Chaos Sword Qi appeared in the void. In addition to the Chaos Sword Qi, a verdant treasure sword also flew out from the void, heading straight for that axe light. Besides the Chaos Sword Qi and the Qingping Sword, a seven-colored light also flew out from the void, blocking this axe light.

"I, Di Jun, hereby swear a Heavenly Dao oath: in a thousand years, I will fight the Wu Clan to the death, and it will not end until one side is destroyed!" When Di Jun was about to disappear, he suddenly swore a Heavenly Dao oath, which was something no one had expected.

Rumble—

A muffled thunder sounded in the sky, and the Heavenly Dao accepted Di Jun's oath. If Di Jun did not fight the Wu Clan to the death in a thousand years, he would be devoured by the Heavenly Dao oath and die. If he lost, he would also die, and if he won, he would be the sole hegemon of the Primordial World.

"Heavenly Dao oath? This Ancestral Witch will wait for you." A look of disdain appeared on the corner of Pan Huang's mouth.

This was for Di Jun, and also for the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao agreeing to Di Jun's oath was simply an unnecessary move; it was now eager for the Wu and Demon clans to both suffer and be wiped out, so it could make way for the Human Race.

"It seems the disaster of the Human Race should be considered over!" After Di Jun and the others fled, Pan Huang put away the True Body of Pangu and murmured to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly stumbled, and the next second, a jade hand supported Pan Huang: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine! Just a little exhausted." Looking at Changxi's worried eyes, Pan Huang said with a smile.

Afterward, Pan Huang looked at the remaining Human Race, a look of gratification appearing on his face, but there was a hint of guilt in the depths of his eyes.

Pan Huang had originally thought that with his foresight, he could avoid some things from happening. In fact, he had indeed used his foresight to avoid many things, which gave him a sense of superiority in his heart.

It was precisely because of this sense of superiority that Pan Huang thought the natives of the Primordial World were nothing special. But in the matter of the Human Race, the natives of the Primordial World gave him a head-on blow, and all his sense of superiority vanished at this moment.

After the battle ended, everyone began to clean up the battlefield. The corpses of the Asura clan were collected by themselves and taken back to the Sea of Blood. Because the Demon Race's corpses were basically wiped out, the Human Race helped them collect the corpses.

Of course, the Human Race did not collect them for nothing. These Demon Race soldiers who died in battle were very strong, and their bloodlines were among the top in the Demon Race. The Human Race collected their corpses mainly for their essence blood and flesh.

The essence blood of these Demon Race could help them cultivate a Demon Body, and the flesh could strengthen their physical bodies and increase the Human Race's magic power. These Demon Race could be said to be treasures from head to toe!

As for the corpses of the Human Race, Pan Huang had the Human Race cremate them on the spot because he was not sure if the Demon Race would steal the corpses. He did this to prevent the Human Race's corpses from being stolen by the Demon Race to refine the Witch-Slaying Sword.

After doing all this, Pan Huang had the Wu Clan soldiers return to Mount Buzhou first, while he took the remaining people of the Human Race back to the coast of the East Sea.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 58 =====

"We obey the Ancestral Wu's command!" The group of Wu Clan and Tool Wu Clan members bowed to Pan Huang, then flew into the Pangu Hall.

(End of chapter)