Chapter 1509

He hadn't expected the opponent to have such a hidden card.

But then, he spoke again immediately.

"All of you, follow orders: kill Zhenyuanzi, claim the Pangu legacy, and be granted three thousand Divine Courts!"

"Yes, City Lord!"

Upon hearing the voice, the many Chaos Demons were filled with great excitement.

Especially the ordinary demons, who were eager to act.

After all, these Divine Courts were the overlords of countless worlds.

Once they obtained them, they could acquire stronger cultivation resources.

They could even cultivate powerful warriors to advance themselves further.

Thus, they immediately moved into action.

Yet at this moment, Zhenyuanzi's eyes revealed deep contempt.

He hadn't expected that the Ancestor Hongmeng, a supreme ruler, would resort to such a crude tactic.

But this suited his nature perfectly.

He immediately shouted out.

"Zhenyuanzi stands here—if you retreat now, perhaps you may yet find a path to life.

If not—die!"

"Kill!"

As his voice fell.

The host of Chaos Demons let out thunderous roars.

Then they lunged toward Zhenyuanzi.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides clashed.

"Bang!"

Zhenyuanzi swung his Banana Fan.

Intense flames shot out like arrows.

Wherever they passed, no matter the being, they were pierced through instantly.

Screams of agony rang out continuously.

Just as he prepared to press his advantage.

"Boom—!"

A violent explosion echoed out.

1187, dire prospects

The Ancestor Hongmeng's attack had arrived.

In his hand, the Hongmeng Bell glowed brilliantly.

"Ang!"

Then, a vast aura spread throughout the entire Hongmeng.

Zhenyuanzi's face turned pale—he knew this time, his prospects were dire.

"Boom!"

Yet he refused to yield.

In an instant, he raised his Banana Fan to meet it.

"Crack!"

The two primordial spiritual treasures collided—space shattered instantly.

The Ancestor Hongmeng's figure retreated several steps.

Zhenyuanzi also stumbled backward.

But he did not retreat further.

"Zhenyuanzi, lend me your strength!"

The Ancestor Hongmeng's voice carried urgency.

"Fine!"

Hearing this, Zhenyuanzi did not hesitate—he immediately agreed.

He knew that now, he could not retreat even half a step.

Otherwise, he would die without doubt.

Seeing this, the Ancestor Hongmeng let out a sigh of relief.

Then he shouted out.

"Hongmeng Bell, cleanse all!"

The moment his voice ended.

"Dong!"

The Hongmeng Bell rang instantly.

Vast sound waves spread outward like a tidal wave.

"Crack!"

The defense barrier Zhenyuanzi had erected around his body shattered in an instant.

Then his entire body was flung backward.

Fear flashed in his eyes—but it was already too late.

The sound wave of the Ancestor Hongmeng Bell surged upon him in an instant.

He felt as if ten thousand Lei Ting were roaring inside his skull.

He sank into unconsciousness.

Not only him, but even the Chaos Demons around him were affected.

"Suppressed!"

Seeing this, the Ancestor Hongmeng Sovereign's lips curled into a cold smile.

Then he reached out toward Zhenyuanzi.

Just as his hand drew near.

The other suddenly opened his eyes.

"Boom!"

A tremendous crash rang out.

Then, a towering mountain appeared above Zhenyuanzi's head.

It was none other than the Honghuang World, condensed by Zhenyuanzi's boundless magical power.

"Die!"

The Ancestor Hongmeng Sovereign roared in fury.

The Ancestor Hongmeng Bell rang again.

"Boom!"

This time, the mountain was blasted flying.

But Zhenyuanzi also spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face twisted into a ferocious expression.

His eyes burned crimson, wild with madness.

"Ha! You think a broken rock can block me?"

"You're dreaming."

"Zhenyuanzi, surrender now, or I won't mind destroying your Honghuang World."

"Let your disciples perish here too!"

Bloodthirsty light gleamed in the Ancestor Hongmeng Sovereign's eyes.

Then another supreme treasure appeared.

It was a pitch-black talisman.