Chapter 29

The Netherworld Palace.

Xuanqing looked at the head of the Chaos Destruction Mo Shen sent by his clone, the Ferryman, and fell into deep thought.

After the Ferry of the World returned to the Mother River of Time and Space.

The Ferryman had returned to his post.

The Venerable Yinghuo, Taiwei Yuan Huang, had set off on a treasure-hunting journey.

Before parting, the two had split this head.

Taiwei Yuan Huang only wanted the remaining eyeball of the Destruction Mo Shen's head, saying she was going to carve it into a beautiful bead.

The remaining part was sent back to the Netherworld by the Ferryman.

"Should I use it for artifact refining?"

Xuanqing thought for a moment and felt this was the best way to make full use of it.

"But before that, I must first handle a thorny issue."

Xuanqing stared at the terrifying wound on the Destruction Mo Shen's head.

The divine might of the Pangu Great Dao was ancient, eternal, and immortal.

This was the lethal force of the Pangu Axe; a single strike had taken this unlucky Chaos Destruction Mo Shen away.

But now, it also brought Xuanqing a bit of trouble.

If he couldn't solve this problem first, let alone refining artifacts, whether the Hunyuan Ding could withstand the Pangu Dao might was a question in itself.

Fortunately, Xuanqing had conducted long-term research on Pangu's power.

He had summarized many effective ways to handle it.

For instance, the best solution right now was—Enlightenment!

"What is realized is gained; yours is also mine!"

A smile appeared on Xuanqing's face: "Great God Pangu, I've come to fleece you again!"

"You are a great god with vast magnanimity, I truly hope you show mercy!"

Xuanqing bowed earnestly toward the direction of Mount Buzhou.

Then he retrieved the Mirror of Sin from the Qifei Tiangong.

After making all necessary preparations.

Xuanqing took a meditation cushion and sat down.

The sample was precious and could not be missed.

Enlightenment, activate!

As the Mirror of Sin flashed with a faint ghostly light, Xuanqing's mind gradually sank into the Dao Realm.

Rumble~~

The Great Dao was profound and mysterious; light and shadow of the laws overlapped, and endless primordial Qi converged, simulating the Chaos of time and space.

A moment later, a green lotus blossomed, opening thirty-six petals!

The thirty-six-petaled lotus evolved into a giant holding a great axe.

Pangu!!

Supreme, immortal, eternal, unique...

Even though it wasn't his first time seeing Pangu's true form in the Dao Realm.

Xuanqing was still filled with deep emotion.

He discovered that all these words, when applied to the Great God Pangu, were insufficient to describe even a ten-thousandth of his being.

Even just looking at him made Xuanqing feel a stinging pain in his eyes.

Why?

Because he was currently a Chaos Destruction Mo Shen!

Swish!!

The axe light burst forth, and the Destruction Mo Shen's head fell.

Before they even met, he was hacked out by Pangu with a casual swing of the axe.

Clutching his dizzy head and feeling waves of phantom pain, Xuanqing gasped: "Hiss, Great God Pangu, you really don't hold back!"

This wasn't the first time he'd seen him, nor the first time he'd been hacked.

Xuanqing had experience.

"Again!"

Xuanqing closed his eyes once more.

When he entered the Dao Realm again, he was still a Chaos Destruction Mo Shen.

That unlucky Destruction Mo Shen who had his head cracked open.

Only this time, Xuanqing reacted faster.

"Big!"

He shouted, manifesting the Law of Heaven and Earth.

His form matched the heavens, as tall as the sky.

His divine image matched the earth, as vast as the ground.

Xuanqing, whose form and spirit were level with heaven and earth, was as "big" as Pangu.

Xuanqing raised his hand, and the might of the Great Dao filled the heavens and earth.

A divine spear was drawn from the Chaos.

This was his "artifact," or rather, his Destruction Mo Shen artifact.

"Pangu, die!"

A low roar erupted from Xuanqing's mouth, with boundless divine might and killing intent, carrying the intent to slaughter the heavens and destroy the earth, causing all things to wither.

"Boom!"

The divine spear and the great axe swept away billions of voids.

One strike.

The Destruction Mo Shen was beheaded.

"Again!"

It was still that same Chaos, still the Great God Pangu.

Only this time, Xuanqing changed his perspective.

"He" was no longer the one being hacked head-on.

Xuanqing hid in a corner, while Pangu was slaughtering other Demon Gods.

Yes, slaughtering.

Above the Great Dao, Pangu was supreme.

Below the Great Dao, one axe, one kill.

Pangu raised his axe and brought it down, and the three thousand Demon Gods retreated again and again.

"Tsk tsk tsk, no matter how many times I see this scene, it feels incredibly shocking."

Xuanqing sighed in his heart; what he was seeing now was what this beheaded Destruction Mo Shen had seen.

The Great God Pangu, stepping on the Chaos Green Lotus, moved with great openness and power, letting boundless blood color pave the Chaos.

"Pangu, you lunatic!"

A familiar line rang out, and the "Xiao Qian Kun Destruction Mo Shen" expanded his Dao Domain.

A primitive great cauldron was smashed out by him.

"Hmph!"

Pangu let out a cold snort, and black mist covered the sky in all directions, making time dim.

This was the first sound of the opening of heaven, representing Chaos.

Above and below were vast and boundless, and heaven and earth lost their color.

Whoosh!

An axe blade hacked out from the Chaos, as if the entire time and space were shrouded by a tyrannical will, endless slaughter condensed into one axe, and a bloody storm followed.

Boom!!

The "Xiao Qian Kun Destruction Mo Shen" took a step.

Heaven and earth phenomena rotated, and Xiao Qian Kun was unrestrained.

He gracefully escaped the Chaos darkness.

It looked dashing.

In reality, he had been dead for quite a while.

Xuanqing watched helplessly as that Chaos great cauldron had one of its legs chopped off.

Axe light flickered between the eyebrows of the "Xiao Qian Kun Destruction Mo Shen."

The massive true body of the Destruction Mo Shen collapsed with a crash.

"If I hadn't known you were dead when I first came, I would have thought you could run away!" Xuanqing complained in his heart.

At the time, this move by the "Xiao Qian Kun Destruction Mo Shen" had shocked him greatly.

Resisting the sound of heaven-opening and the might of an axe, then gracefully retreating—it was excessively calm.

As it turned out, that was it?

"Xiao Qian Kun!"

Just as Xuanqing was complaining, a strange sorrow and indignation also rose in his heart.

Xuanqing, from the perspective of a spectator.

Saw "himself" draw the divine spear and launch a strike at Pangu.

And shout that line: "Pangu, die!"

"What the hell? You two know each other?"

Xuanqing never expected that the Destruction Mo Shen he was currently possessing actually knew the "Xiao Qian Kun Destruction Mo Shen."

There was actually a connection here?

Why hadn't he noticed it before?

This kind of enlightenment, Xuanqing had used before, borrowing the lingering thoughts of another Destruction Mo Shen.

At that time, within his perspective, he hadn't seen these things.

Amidst Xuanqing's surprise, "he" completed the achievement of dying and sending himself to the grave.

His performance wasn't even as good as the "Xiao Qian Kun Destruction Mo Shen"! Consciousness returned to reality.

Xuanqing's eyes brightened: "Oh my, I feel like the harvest this time will definitely be significant!"

Xuanqing stepped into the Dao Realm again with great interest.

"I want to see what other changes there are!"

The fourth time, Xuanqing's perspective changed again.

He looked at Pangu.

It was a middle-aged image!!

Just now, it was a youth!

"Is this guy I'm possessing so good at surviving? He actually outlasted two stages of Pangu?"

With such a question.

Another Destruction Mo Shen appeared within Xuanqing's line of sight.

"Fellow Daoist Pangu, let me witness your era."

The "Haoran Destruction Mo Shen" laughed heartily.

He held a sword in his left hand and supported a Haoran long scroll in his right.

In an instant, the Haoran phenomena lit up the entire universe.

Rumble~~

Darkness and light collided.

Slaughter and righteousness vied for supremacy.

The axe fell with destruction, and the sword emerged with the radiance of all things.

Pangu hacked through the Haoran phenomena.

One sword strike split open the darkness at the beginning of heaven and earth.

The "Haoran Destruction Mo Shen" looked Pangu in the eye and struck three times.

"Go!"

A clear voice rang out.

A point of Haoran Energy, illuminating three thousand worlds.

A sword strike of righteous awe, a slaughter unprecedented in history!

A Chaos storm surged, and the boundless void was blown to pieces.

The entire space was torn into gaps, and within each gap was a vast universe with no visible boundaries, stars were destroyed, and galaxies overflowed.

As this sword was delivered, it seemed as if the boundary between life and death was broken; space kept collapsing, and hurricanes kept howling!

The Haoran storm swept through heaven and earth, and Pangu stood in the storm as steady as an immortal divine mountain.

"Ha!"

Pangu let out a great shout.

This was the "Second Sound of Heaven-Opening"!

Yin and yang were separated, heaven was clear and earth was turbid.

The giant axe fell from the firmament, axe strike after axe strike.

Above, there were nine layers of axe blades, shattering the void in all directions; below, there were nine layers of axe blades, rupturing the boundless earth.

Three thousand sword strikes, three thousand axe destructions.

If it came to slaughter, who would Pangu fear?

His Dao was strong and great.

Destroying three thousand, sweeping away the Demon Gods, only then could the myriad things of the Primordial World exist!

Endless divine might collided.

All things were just born and just dying, all realms were just dying and just born.

In the end, Haoran was destroyed.

The "Haoran Destruction Mo Shen" had a smile in his eyes, meeting death calmly.

"Your heaven and earth, I wish to see it."

"Good!"

Xuanqing was horrified.

Thoughts surged in his heart like a tide.

Did I hear something I shouldn't have?

The Netherworld.

After Meng Meng Wu You returned from the Kunlun Ruins, she headed straight for Mount Luo Feng.

"Xuan..."

Just as she stepped into Mount Luo Feng, Meng Meng Wu You felt a strong sense of malice.

She suddenly looked up, only to see that the blood moon in the sky had disappeared at some point.

Replacing it was a giant eye.

The eyelid of that eye was now open.

The black-and-white eyeball rolled around, and the blood-colored moonlight spilled across the Heavenly Cycle, circulating through infinite dimensions.

Wherever the moonlight touched, ghosts and monsters crawled out from the void, squeaking and bumping into everything.

In those minor and major worlds, spiritual plants, treasures, divine flowers, strange trees, and rare gems were all affected by the moonlight.

They actually grew pairs of blood-red eyes and rows of sharp teeth.

They crawled out of the medicine fields, drilled out of the mineral veins, and jumped out of the deep ravines, squeaking and jumping around.

Like evil spirits, like ghosts and demons.

"What's going on? What's going on?" Meng Meng Wu You stared blankly at all this.

Was Mount Luo Feng haunted by evil spirits again?!

Seeing Meng Meng Wu You staring at it, the eye in the sky hurriedly closed its eyelid, pretending nothing had happened.

"What strange thing is Xuanqing doing?"

Meng Meng Wu You hurried to the Fengdu Palace.

"Xuanqing, did you forget to close the gate of the Taisha Tiangong?"

"Your home is starting to grow evil spirits!"

"And you don't even care!"

Pushing open the Fengdu Palace.

Whoa!

What a huge head.

Meng Meng Wu You saw that this head was missing a small piece.

That smooth, flat cut looked strangely familiar.

"Something hacked by the Pangu Axe?" Meng Meng Wu You widened her eyes.

The lingering might of the Pangu Great Dao was still there, and the overbearing aura made Meng Meng Wu You understand instantly whose handiwork this was.

To be chosen by the Pangu Axe.

This was definitely the head of a Chaos Destruction Mo Shen.

Meng Meng Wu You looked to the side, where Xuanqing sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion with his eyes closed.

A brilliant axe light circled between his palms.

Meng Meng Wu You saw it clearly.

The rolling Dao intent of slaughter contained in this axe light was extremely similar to the Dao intent on the Destruction Mo Shen's skull.

If there was any difference, this one also contained the charm of another axe light!

"Hmm, that axe strike that flashed in the Ghost Gate Pass last time?"

Meng Meng Wu You instantly thought of the "great gift" Hongjun had sent last time.

It had really given Meng Meng Wu You a fright at the time.

Hongjun could joke, but the Pangu Axe certainly didn't!

Even across endless time and space, that killing intent made one's hair stand on end.

Now, Xuanqing was attempting to fuse two heaven-opening axe lights that came from the same source but contained different laws.

Although it was the same heaven-opening holy artifact and had hacked in the same way, the Great Dao divine might contained behind each strike was vastly different.

The axe that hacked Hongjun was clearly different from the axe that hacked this unlucky Destruction Mo Shen.

After all, Hongjun was still alive and kicking.

Hum——

A violent wind rose, and the aura shook.

The moment Xuanqing opened his eyes, the axe light in his palm burst forth instantly.

The tyrannical axe blade shot straight into the high heavens.

The blood moon, which had mutated due to the influence of the Chaos Destruction Mo Shen's lingering thoughts, exploded with a bang.

Sharp, piercing screams echoed throughout Mount Luo Feng.

"My eyes! My eyes!"

The abnormal ghosts and monsters wailed and cried.

The heavenly materials and earthly treasures that had become evil spirits wept toward the sky, heartbroken.

"As expected, you won't rest even after death."

A sigh came from the Fengdu Palace.

Bang!!

The gate of one of the six palaces of Luo Feng—the Taisha Tiangong—swung wide open.

The entire heavenly palace was like a wide-open bloody mouth, sucking away all the scattered lingering thoughts of the Destruction Mo Shen.

The abnormal ghosts and monsters all died miserably, and the mutated spiritual materials returned to normal.

With another bang, the heavy gate of the Taisha Tiangong closed, locking the endless darkness within.

【Yo, another new guy!】

【Hehe, and a headless one at that!】

【Oh my, lingering thoughts of a Chaos Destruction Mo Shen; the jailer is getting capable!】

【What's so rare about a Destruction Mo Shen? There's another one boiling in the oil cauldron hell.】

【Sigh~~, why hasn't the jailer been beaten to death yet? If he isn't beaten to death, I'm going to be worn away by him.】

(End of chapter)