"Pangu True Body, rending the heavens and splitting the earth; borrowing strength from the Chaos. Unbreakable!"

Gu Xichen muttered the incantation silently. Behind him, within the hundreds of Three-Linked Cities, countless disciples and subordinates operated the formation, drawing infinite power from the chaotic void and channeling it into Gu Xichen’s body. He did not need to borrow strength himself, nor spare a thought worrying if his power was sufficient; he merely needed to unleash his full punch.

Pangu True Body, rending the heavens and splitting the earth. Even facing the Fierce Blade head-on, he met it with a single punch.

Fist met blade, sparks flying everywhere. Invisible shockwaves swept outwards in all directions. Gu Xichen’s body was split open by dozens of deep, bone-visible gashes. Hongjun let out a muffled groan, simultaneously releasing his true body and his nine Primordial Spirit avatars, leaping back tens of thousands of miles.

Wherever the shockwave passed, countless innate creatures wailed as their bodies were shattered into ten thousand pieces. Where the Fierce Blade and Gu Xichen’s fist collided, roughly thirty percent of the destructive blade energy leaked out. This leaked thirty percent of the blade’s might swept out for millions of miles. In its wake, rivers of blood flowed, and countless native beings and immortals were shredded into dust. The sky was filled with flying gore, and countless Primordial Spirits urgently fled into the ether.

Hongjun let out a strange cackle, transforming into a bolt of black lightning that plunged into the boundless expanse of flesh and blood. A massive suction force emanated from within him, and the countless pieces of flesh and Primordial Spirits surrounding his body surged into him. A savage, brutal, chaotic aura, filled with the desire for slaughter and destruction, soared toward the heavens. As he consumed more and more flesh and blood, this aura grew stronger and stronger.

The ten Fierce Blades swept across the void, their light slicing through bodies until rows of flesh turned to dust; where the cold light swept, countless heads flew into the sky. Hongjun’s true body and his nine Primordial Spirit avatars shuttled back and forth through the bloody tempest, and the more flesh and spirits they devoured, the more immense their aura became. Gradually, the auras of Hongjun’s nine Primordial Spirit avatars began to subtly overshadow those of the Three Pure Ones and the others.

Formless chaotic power flowed into his body from afar. Gu Xichen’s muscles rippled, and the blade light within his body was consumed and dissolved by the Saintly Chaos Force. In the blink of an eye, he recovered completely. He roared towards the heavens: "Are you all just waiting here to die with me before making a move?"

Suddenly, a stream of blood shot out from all seven orifices of Gu Xichen, and he glared fiercely at the Three Pure Ones and the others.

Inside the Heavenly Pagoda, a strand of Gu Xichen’s Primordial Spirit, which he had injected, was being attacked by one of Hongjun’s avatars. The two Primordial Spirits tumbled and entangled, clawing and tearing at each other like wild beasts. At some unknown point, the Three Pure Ones and others had also injected a sliver of their own divine consciousness, and now they were jointly charging towards the entangled avatars of Gu Xichen and Hongjun.

The reason for the previous vomiting of blood was that Gu Xichen’s split spirit had a piece savagely ripped away by a Primordial Spirit radiating intense Buddha light—whether it was Zhunti, Jieyin, or Amitabha—which subsequently affected Gu Xichen’s main body, causing him to spit up a large mouthful of blood.

Glaring angrily at the Three Pure Ones and the others, Gu Xichen made a gesture and summoned back the split spirit from within the Heavenly Pagoda. He sneered, "I have no interest in such trifles. If you wish to fight over it, then go kill each other!"

Clasping his hands, the Saintly Chaos Force surged within him like a tidal wave. A Pangu Heaven-Rending Divine Thunderball with a diameter of a thousand miles was instantly condensed. Gu Xichen laughed three times heartily, shaking his hand and scattering the divine thunder towards Hongjun’s sweeping figure across the sky.

Still ten thousand miles away from Hongjun, the thousand-mile-diameter divine thunder suddenly dispersed, transforming into countless cauldron-sized bolts of chaotic lightning that whistled down. Instantly, the sky was filled with the firelight of exploding chaotic divine thunder. Countless innate creatures and native immortals were blown into pieces. The chaotic primordial energy decomposed and swallowed their flesh and spirits clean, leaving behind only wisps of blue smoke.

In the span of a breath, not even a single human hair remained within a million miles of Hongjun. Despite his boundless divine powers, he could not kill a single person, nor devour the essence or spirit of anyone. The focus of the lightning bombardment was Hongjun himself; at least fifty percent of the Heaven-Rending Divine Thunder struck his body directly, causing black smoke to spurt from him and momentarily halting his surging, ferocious flames.

This was the divine thunder Pangu used to cleave the heavens and earth. Even Hongjun, who had fully transformed into that Outer Domain Pangu, suffered internal chaos and tremors throughout his organs from taking a direct hit. His true essence surged, nearly shattering his physical form. The Hongjun of today was still some distance from the peak power that Outer Domain Pangu possessed in those ancient days.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Hongjun glared angrily at Gu Xichen and raised the Fierce Blade, charging towards the boundless innate creatures behind him.

By slaughtering these innate creatures and devouring their flesh and spirits, Hongjun could use the vast essence and vitality to reforging his physical body, truly reaching the peak power of that Outer Domain Pangu of the past. This was similar in effect to Gu Xichen reforging the Pangu True Body, only Gu Xichen had the willing dedication of his close family and friends, while Hongjun only engaged in crude plunder.

Space and time held no meaning before Hongjun. He merely flashed, traversing millions of miles in an instant, arriving beside the dumbstruck innate creatures and native immortals. The Fierce Blade flashed with a sharp glare, and Hongjun began a new rampage of slaughter.

Those pitiful innate creatures and native immortals had rushed here in response to the summons of the world's last six native Saints, drawn by the powerful allure emanating from the Axis of Heaven and Earth, hoping to gain a shred of fortune.

Yet, they never dreamed that the immensely powerful Six Saints would be slain by a single strike from Hongjun’s blade.

Even now, these unlucky souls had not fully awakened, unsure if what they had witnessed moments ago was an illusion.

In the span of that single daze, Hongjun had already slaughtered trillions of their kin, while countless others were pulverized into dust by Gu Xichen’s Heaven-Rending Divine Thunder that covered a million-mile radius. Now, Hongjun had reached them, slaughtering them with even more ferocious techniques.

Gu Xichen laughed several times, and another Pangu Heaven-Rending Divine Thunderball, with a diameter of three thousand miles, began to condense.

With the endless stream of power drawn from the chaotic void by the array behind him, transmitting this immense strength for his unbridled use, Gu Xichen felt an indescribable exhilaration throughout his body—a feeling of being utterly at ease and perfectly in control. The Pangu True Body was already immensely powerful, but with the support of the grand array, its divine might was boundless, requiring no concern for exhaustion.

The Heaven-Rending Divine Thunder roared toward Hongjun, dispersing into countless cauldron-sized bolts of lightning halfway there.

Hongjun’s true body roared in fury, "Gu Xichen! You wretched fool! What a terrible waste!"

The lightning exploded, instantly leveling the void spanning ten million miles. The space churned like thin porridge, and countless spatial bubbles bulged out of thin air. These bubbles, resembling great tumors, rapidly contracted and swelled in the void before suddenly exploding into countless streaks of ashen light. The destructive power of each spatial bubble explosion was equivalent to that of one Heaven-Rending Divine Thunderball.

Innumerable innate creatures and native immortals were annihilated in the massive explosions, everything returning to its origin via the chaotic primordial energy. Hongjun, scorched and battered by the bombardment, floated suspended in the nearly disintegrating void. All around him, the space was empty—not a single person remained.

Countless devourable entities had been destroyed, wiped out right at Hongjun’s doorstep.

Roaring in fury, having sustained considerable damage from two successive hits from the Heaven-Rending Divine Thunder, Hongjun spat blood and frantically charged towards the large expanse of innate creatures and native immortals behind him. This time, Hongjun used his full strength, activating the Fierce Blade from a great distance, unleashing tens of thousands of black blade glows that scattered across the sky.

A cry of alarm suddenly rang out. It seemed some innate creature took the lead, and the countless innate creatures and native immortals of this universe 'whooshed' and scattered, fleeing in disarray in all directions like leaves swept up by a fierce wind.

Gu Xichen moved instantly, appearing before Hongjun. His hands crackled with chaotic lightning, instantly shattering the void as he smashed hundreds of punches directly into Hongjun’s face. Streaks of chaotic lightning flashed like meteors through the void, constantly colliding with the Fierce Blade in Hongjun’s hands, forcing Hongjun to stagger backward repeatedly. The Fierce Blade erupted with streaks of black light, but they were completely canceled out by the explosive thunder and fire.

Intentionally or unintentionally, Gu Xichen forced Hongjun toward the location of the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, and Zhunti.

With a final blast of chaotic lightning, Gu Xichen turned and fled. The Fierce Blade scraped diagonally across Gu Xichen’s back, tearing open a wave of blood that nearly severed his spine. Gu Xichen’s front was covered in dense slashes, several of which had cleaved deep into his internal organs. If the Saintly Chaos Force hadn't forcibly bound his body together, his front half would have been split apart long ago.

Hongjun’s hands were also numb, his palms ruptured by the lightning, and both arms were scorched deep to the bone. He shakily gripped the Fierce Blade and stared at Gu Xichen, roaring almost madly, "Pangu, you are the Pangu whom I killed! I recognize your aura!"

Gu Xichen remained silent, rapidly darting toward the direction of the Three-Linked Cities. Flesh and blood on his body began to reassemble piece by piece; his damaged body was healing rapidly. He didn't spare Hongjun a single glance, plunging directly into a lotus pond within the nearest Three-Linked City.

These lotus ponds were cast using secret arts from the Asura branch of the Protector Heavens. The clear water in the ponds possessed miraculous power capable of bringing the dead back to life. Even for Gu Xichen, this power held significant efficacy. Immersed in the spring water, Gu Xichen’s wounds healed one by one. A cooling sensation flowed through his body, and even his recently damaged Primordial Spirit fully recovered.

Standing up, Gu Xichen looked with satisfaction at the clear water in the lotus pond.

In the vast, hazy lotus pond spanning tens of thousands of miles, the water level, originally three feet deep, was now one foot eight inches. These hundreds of Three-Linked Cities were enough to allow Gu Xichen’s injuries to recover nearly a thousand times over. As long as the Three-Linked Cities remained intact, Gu Xichen faced no danger of perishing.

Clapping his fists together forcefully, Gu Xichen roared, "My children, work hard to operate the Grand Array! Come, the Myriad Forms Return to One, Chaos Transforms into Taiji, the Origin Splits into Two Phases—Water and Fire shall tolerate no quarter!"

Following Gu Xichen’s great shout, countless immortals throughout the Three-Linked Cities simultaneously operated the formations, drawing immense chaotic primordial energy from the void and transforming it, following the changes of Taiji and the Two Extremes, into the purest Water and Fire primal forces.

Gu Xichen casually made a grab, and two planets, each spanning over a million miles in diameter, silently appeared before him. He grasped them with both hands, causing the two planets to rapidly shrink until they were refined by his boundless divine power into two crystal-clear orbs the size of human heads. He guided the Water and Fire primal forces transformed by the Grand Array and injected them separately into the two orbs.

Immense power surged rapidly into the two orbs. In the blink of an eye, the Water and Fire primal forces within the orbs filled to the extreme. The flames condensed as if solid, and the water waves were compressed to a density thousands of times greater than steel.

With wild laughter, Gu Xichen merged the two orbs, forcibly compressing the two incompatible orbs into a single one.

The rampant Water and Fire forces inside the orb collided violently, having been compressed to their limit. Threads of dazzling electrical light continuously shot out from the orb. However, Gu Xichen used his great divine power to forcibly suppress even these thin electric arcs within the orb, preventing the slightest leakage.

Just as Hongjun was about to pursue the fleeing Gu Xichen, a cold wind suddenly swept past his back. This cold wind carried infinite killing intent, and sharp sword energy pierced deep into his bones, causing excruciating pain to Hongjun’s body and spirit, as if both were about to be sliced into fragments by the sword energy.

He hastily turned around and saw that the Master of the Heaven Interception Sect had already unfurled his Sword Array, trapping Hongjun within it.

The expressionless Master of the Heaven Interception Sect gazed at Hongjun and stated calmly, "You are not my teacher. You are the enemy who killed my teacher!"

With a long sigh, three streaks of sword energy erupted from the Master of the Heaven Interception Sect's head, surrounded by countless red lotuses spinning rapidly. Each cluster of red lotus shimmered with dazzling lightning, sprinkling down in all directions according to the Master of the Heaven Interception Sect's will.

In the void, the arrayed Innate Sword Artifacts floated in mid-air. The lightning transformed from the red lotuses, upon touching the swords, caused an earth-shattering sword energy to erupt from each. Sword energies, some tens of thousands of miles long, shot through the sky silently, reducing everything in their path to dust.

Hongjun’s expression changed. He roared, "This lowly Daoist almost forgot; the origin of this universe is truly extraordinary. The Innate Supreme Treasures nurtured here—humph, humph—their quality almost rivals this natal treasure of mine!"

After a few strange laughs, Hongjun sneered, "A pity, a pity. This universe, after all, has not fully matured!"

The Fierce Blade shook, and a cold light shot out, shattering the sword energies emitted by the Master of the Heaven Interception Sect's formation on the spot. The cold light shot towards the Master of the Heaven Interception Sect, but it was engulfed by a beam of tricolor light emitted from a turtle-shell-shaped jade plate suspended on the Master of the Heaven Interception Sect's chest.

The Master of the Heaven Interception Sect raised the pale green longsword in his hand and sharply shouted, "Where are the disciples of the Interception Sect? Why do you not fight to the death? Let one battle determine the universe and establish the foundation of my Interception Sect for ten thousand generations, unmovable for eons! Exterminate this demon, and seize the fate of this universe!"

Innumerable demon immortals of the Interception Sect manifested their true forms, soaring into the sword formation, positioning themselves at various points to cooperate with the Master of the Heaven Interception Sect in controlling the array, unleashing unparalleled sword energy to attack Hongjun. Among these demon immortals of the Interception Sect, a large contingent were native innate beings of this universe. They each summoned their accompanying natal sacred artifacts, raining down hundreds of thousands of Innate Treasures like raindrops onto Hongjun.

Furthermore, several of the Master of the Heaven Interception Sect's prized senior disciples guarded him, each wielding terrifying Innate Supreme Treasures. These treasures displayed their divine powers, overturning the surrounding void and applying infinite pressure on Hongjun.

The Grand Supreme Elder coughed lightly and murmured, "Junior Brother, seize the entire fate of this universe? Then what about the disciples of Senior Brother and the others?"

The Primal Heavenly Lord snorted unhappily. The immortals behind the Grand Supreme Elder and himself also began to act, setting up a Grand Taiji Diagram formation outside the Interception Sect's sword array. They slowly drew the chaotic power from the void, transforming it into black and white Taiji Yin-Yang fish spinning rapidly in the air.

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged glances and simply revealed their original physical forms.

A Bodhi Tree tens of thousands of miles high and a Nine-Petal Golden Lotus with a diameter of tens of thousands of miles shone in the sky, emitting boundless Buddha light. Countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas chanted the Buddha’s name as they soared up, sitting cross-legged upon the Bodhi Tree and the Golden Lotus, taking Jieyin and Zhunti as their core, converging everyone's power together.

Countless phenomena surged around the massive Bodhi Tree and Golden Lotus; countless lotuses bloomed. Within each lotus was a Buddha Kingdom, containing three thousand Buddhas and countless Buddhist cultivators. There were no fewer than trillions of lotuses blooming here. Beside the lotuses, countless specks of golden dust floated, each speck of dust also being a Minor World, presided over by eight hundred Buddhas and countless Buddhist cultivators.

The collective thought power of so many Buddhas and Buddhist cultivators converged and was entirely injected into Jieyin and Zhunti.

The Bodhi Tree and the Golden Lotus rapidly grew and expanded, covering the entire battlefield in the blink of an eye.

A branch from the Bodhi Tree lightly swept downward, sending a streak of five-colored auspicious light toward Hongjun’s head. The Golden Lotus spun softly, showering boundless bright light upon the disciples of the Interception Sect within the sword formation, augmenting them with various extremely powerful secret Buddhist arts. Instantly, the power and divine abilities of these disciples surged by more than threefold.

Stealthily, without the notice of ordinary people, a root from the Bodhi Tree and a stem from the Golden Lotus quietly extended towards the gradually etherealizing Heavenly Pagoda, gently wrapping around it. The Heavenly Pagoda shuddered, and the process of etherealization immediately ceased.

Amitabha looked coldly at Hongjun, who was entangled with countless sword energies amidst the fighting, and suddenly sneered, "Are you all just acting? At this critical juncture, why the hesitation? If I do not descend to hell, who will?"

With a long sigh, Amitabha flashed into the sword formation, appearing precisely in front of Hongjun.

He unleashed eighteen colors of bright light from his right palm and slammed a fierce blow directly towards Hongjun’s face. Amitabha roared, "Demon, today is the time for your reincarnation!"

These eighteen colors of bright light were the Manifestation of the Samsara Dao acquired by Amitabha in this universe—the Wheel of Reincarnation. This single strike represented the full power of this universe's law of reincarnation, a blow sufficient to severely injure even a Saint comparable to Amitabha.

However, against Hongjun in his current state, it was still slightly insufficient.

Hongjun grinned hideously at Amitabha, his form suddenly misting, transforming into a mass of black dense fog that enveloped Amitabha. Ten black shadows flashed within the mist, and the Fierce Blade heavily scraped across Amitabha’s body, simultaneously severing the right palm he had just extended.

A dozen streams of sword energy whistled past, intentionally or unintentionally slicing through Amitabha’s golden body. Almost simultaneously, under the combined assault of Hongjun and the Master of the Heaven Interception Sect's sword array, Amitabha was slain without any ability to resist. His six-zhang golden body disintegrated, and the forty-two relics within it shattered. Amitabha vanished within the sword formation without uttering a word.

Hongjun opened his mouth, then suddenly burst into laughter, "Tongtian, you just killed your own disciple?"

Those dozen streams of sword energy passed through Amitabha’s body and shot directly towards Hongjun. Hongjun never expected the sword energy to come from that angle; it had virtually pierced straight through Amitabha’s golden body before hitting his chest. Thus, one of Hongjun’s true bodies and three of his Primordial Spirit avatars did not even have time to defend themselves before being struck by the sword energy. They were hit directly. Aside from the Fierce Blade, Hongjun possessed no other protective treasures. The sword energy struck Hongjun; his true body was blasted tens of thousands of miles away, while his three Primordial Spirit avatars had bowl-sized, transparent holes punched through their chests, their cultivation immediately weakened by over thirty percent.

Hongjun cried out in confusion.

The Master of the Heaven Interception Sect stared coldly at Amitabha’s disintegrating golden body and commanded ruthlessly, "When vanquishing demons, why concern oneself with so much?"

With a wave of his hand, sword energies gleamed all over the Master of the Heaven Interception Sect's hands. He had merged the essence of the Upper Purity and Primal Purity Divine Thunder with the entirety of this sword formation to successfully refine the Upper Purity God-Slaying Bing-Geng Immortal Thunder, which was currently brewing at full power in his palm.

Just as Hongjun’s true body struggled to rise, the thunder light in the Master of the Heaven Interception Sect's palm transformed into a dazzling longsword that shot out, striking his body precisely. Hongjun spat blood, his true body being directly blasted out of the sword formation. His nine Primordial Spirit avatars roared furiously, suddenly launching countless chaotic lightning bolts and blade glows wildly in all directions.

The sword formation instantly fell into chaos. Wherever the chaotic lightning passed, several thousand disciples of the Interception Sect perished; the blade glows were even more vicious and fierce; where the blade light swept, almost everything was chopped to pieces, and nothing could survive.

The nine Primordial Spirit avatars attacked like madmen, instantly inflicting heavy casualties on the disciples of the Interception Sect within the formation.

The facial muscles of the Master of the Heaven Interception Sect twitched a few times, and he simply released the sword formation, allowing the nine Primordial Spirit avatars to rush out of it as well.

Almost simultaneously with these events, as Amitabha’s golden body perished, Guanyin, who had been standing behind Amitabha, quietly entered the sword formation and stood near the residual flesh and blood left by Amitabha’s collapsed golden body. She chanted an incantation softly, scattering streaks of white light from her palm onto the fallen Amitabha. All of Amitabha’s disciples chanted Buddhist scriptures in unison—this was not a rite of transcendence, but a secret Buddhist mantra of returning the dead to life and reversing time.

and exchanged a glance; the two roots surreptitiously entwined around the Heavenly Pagoda suddenly thickened and elongated several times their original size, vast swathes of divine consciousness surging into the Pagoda, striving to seize control as quickly as possible, even if it was only a fraction of its power.

Hongjun, blasted out of the sword formation by the Shangqing Slaughtering God Bing Geng Immortal Thunder, screamed, his nine Primordial Spirit Avatars swiftly surging back in, the nine ferocious blades hacking and slashing wildly at Guanyin. With nine avatars, each equivalent to the might of the Three Pure Ones, striking simultaneously, Guanyin, despite being a Saint, was beaten into total incapacity, barely managing to withstand the assault for two breaths by relying on the waves of water spouting from her Pure Bottle before her golden body was shattered by the vicious blades.

Guanyin’s golden body disintegrated, her śarīra pulverized, and a thread of her true spirit escaped, abruptly flying into a ray of eighteen-colored bright light emanating from the fallen golden body of Amitabha Buddha. All of Amitabha’s disciples chanted the Buddha’s name in unison, one after another shattering their own golden bodies and dissolving all their divine abilities.

Countless Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Vajras simultaneously shattered their golden bodies, casting secret mantras to transform all their forms and powers into a single, unyielding force of will—a mental shockwave potent enough to destroy heaven and earth—hurled toward Hongjun from afar.

Hongjun’s true body was horrified; he dared not endure such a terrifying attack. He roared in anger, “You pack of little bald donkeys, have you gone mad? Shattering your golden bodies, destroying your divine powers—you want the backlash of the Heavenly Dao to be borne solely by this poor Daoist? Never, never!”

Hongjun’s true body shifted, preparing to flee the battlefield, but the Grand Ultimate Formation, long prepared by the disciples of Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun in the void, was activated. The Yin-Yang Taiji Fish suddenly condensed, locking down the surrounding void with chaotic power, making it impossible for the space to move even an inch. Space and time were both frozen, binding Hongjun, despite his might, for the duration of one ten-thousandth of a fleeting instant.

Hongjun howled; his nine Primordial Spirit Avatars instantly vanished, returning to his body. He raised the ferocious blade and slashed viciously at the void, causing intense black and white light to flash. In the Grand Ultimate Formation, countless disciples of Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun spat blood, and the physical forms of hundreds of thousands of immortals disintegrated.

However, in that ten-thousandth of a second delay, Hongjun was struck by the Heavenly Dao backlash triggered by so many disciples of Amitabha Buddha shattering their golden bodies. That mental shockwave, capable of destroying heaven and earth, roared toward him like a sword cast from crystal, plunging deeply into the center of Hongjun’s brow.

With a tragic wail, Hongjun’s skull exploded, and his body suddenly blew apart into a cloud of black mist.

The Three Pure Ones, , and burst into synchronized laughter, clapping their hands and crying out, “It is done!”

As the words fell, a ferocious blade shot up from the black mist, sucking in all the black mist, along with the flesh and blood from the golden bodies of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who had shattered themselves. Boundless malevolent energy surged out from the black mist, and in the blink of an eye, Hongjun’s true body reformed.

Wielding the ferocious blade, Hongjun stared coldly at the Three Pure Ones, , and , sneering, “To kill this poor Daoist, you truly spared no expense? Heh, Tongtian, it was your idea—to let Amitabha and the others sacrifice themselves?”

The Sect Master Tongtian bowed in salute and then condensed another Shangqing Slaughtering God Bing Geng Immortal Thunder.

Hongjun shook his head and coldly laughed, “As long as this blade exists, this poor Daoist does not perish. You have no way against me.”

After several sinister laughs, Hongjun narrowed his eyes, raised the ferocious blade, and spoke calmly, “I have suddenly grasped the Way I should pursue. I must pursue the supreme Great Dao of Primordial Chaos—destroy everything, annihilate everything, absorb everything, incorporate the entire Chaos within myself, and then, I can transcend this chaotic space and become the sole, unique existence within the Chaos!”

Staring coldly at the Three Pure Ones and the others, Hongjun muttered to himself, “From this blade, I vaguely recall that these are the last two universes remaining in this chaotic space over countless years. That other one, I failed to destroy!”

Pointing to Gu Xiachen, who was holding a treasure bead, sweating profusely while pouring the primal energies of water and fire into it, Hongjun said coldly, “This Gu Xiachen has condensed the true body of Pangu; he is already an existence at the Pangu level. I failed to destroy the universe he belonged to.”

The ferocious blade pointed toward the surrounding void, and Hongjun stated plainly, “The remainder is this one!”

Holding the blade with both hands, nine sharp screams echoed from within Hongjun’s body. He devoured his nine Primordial Spirit Avatars. He had gained some marvelous insights from Gu Xiachen’s Pangu true body. He abandoned the benefits gained from the secret art of One Qi Transforming into Three Pure Ones and was merging his spirit and form, preparing to forge the body of Pangu anew, just like Gu Xiachen.

The faces of the Three Pure Ones, , and changed drastically, and they shouted sternly, “Kill!”

The Five Saints struck simultaneously; the powers of the three great formations intertwined and descended upon Hongjun with their full might.

Gu Xiachen, holding the treasure bead, also sprang forth, shaking his hand and flinging the bead—which was on the verge of exploding and which he could no longer control—outward.

Facing the combined assault of everyone, Hongjun let out a strange roar; seventeen or eighteen arms suddenly sprouted from his body, each grasping a ferocious blade. The radiance of the blades rained down like a storm, countless beams of light scattering madly in all directions.

Not only were the three great formations of the Three Pure Ones, , and targeted, but Hongjun’s blade light also aimed at every existence in all directions. He was using all his strength to attack everything within his line of sight and everything his divine sense could cover.

As the blade light flashed, countless stars around them were pulverized. Hongjun opened his mouth and inhaled; the stellar primal energy spewed forth from the shattering of tens of thousands of stars transformed into streams of light surging toward Hongjun. No one could stop Hongjun from destroying and absorbing these stars; his body grew taller and larger, and the fluctuations of his magic power became suffocating.

The attacks of the three great formations of the Three Pure Ones, , and were shattered by countless beams of blade light and could not even approach Hongjun.

The treasure bead flung by Gu Xiachen broke through the obstruction of tens of thousands of blade lights and accurately struck Hongjun’s back.

Boundless water and fire primal energies erupted, immediately generating countless thunderous forces that roared out. The surrounding void darkened, and a void spanning a billion li in diameter suddenly collapsed, sucking Hongjun’s true body in. Countless chaotic thunder-fires fell like rain, striking Hongjun’s body.

Hongjun was left dizzy by the sudden blow. He angrily hacked wildly around him, but truthfully, his swordsmanship was unremarkable. After countless slashes, he still could not break free from the predicament, trapped within the chaotic, collapsing space.

Gu Xiachen rose to his full height, casually plucking a huge number of stars from the distant void and throwing and smashing them indiscriminately into the collapsing space. He laughed loudly, “If he is going to destroy them and then absorb the stellar primal energy to enhance himself, it is better that I destroy all these stars instead!”

As Gu Xiachen spoke, the Three Pure Ones, , and seemed to have an epiphany. They hurriedly snatched countless stars from all directions and hurled them with all their might toward the collapsing space. The explosion of the stars caused a chain reaction that made that area of space even more uncontrollable. Seeing the pitch-black, collapsing space rotating rapidly like a vortex, Hongjun was sucked into it, utterly unable to move.

Just as everyone joined forces to beat Hongjun into utter disarray, suddenly, everyone except Gu Xiachen spurted blood from all seven orifices, their Primordial Spirits damaged.

Within the Heavenly Pagoda, the sliver of Primordial Spirit that Hongjun had injected suddenly became incredibly ferocious, hundreds of times more powerful than the spirits injected by the Three Pure Ones and the others. This spirit indiscriminately devoured the spirits of the others, then transformed into streams of black light, rapidly surging toward all parts of the Heavenly Pagoda.

Before anyone could react, the Heavenly Pagoda, which had faded to just a hazy phantom, suddenly solidified. An immense pressure surged from all directions, as if the entire heaven and earth were turning against Gu Xiachen and the others. They could no longer draw any power replenishment from this universe.

The Three Pure Ones turned pale; the expressions of and changed drastically.

Hongjun had actually hidden the majority of his Primordial Spirit within the Heavenly Pagoda. Waiting until everyone was mired in a fierce battle with him, he struck suddenly, annexing the fragmented spirits that everyone had infiltrated and beginning to control the Heavenly Pagoda. What made this especially bizarre was the incredible speed and inconceivable nature of his fusion with the Pagoda.

Logically, completely mastering the Heavenly Dao Incarnation of a universe should take an extremely long time. But judging by the speed of Hongjun’s fusion with the Heavenly Pagoda, he would likely succeed in just three to five days; even now, he could mobilize a portion of the Heavenly Dao power to deal with Gu Xiachen and the others.

“What in the world is going on?” Yuanshi Tianzun roared.

A gloomy, bone-chilling voice emanated from the Heavenly Pagoda: “Having annihilated so many Pangus and destroyed so many worlds, this Sovereign naturally possesses unique insights into controlling a world’s Heavenly Dao Incarnation. If it were you, controlling the Heavenly Pagoda might take a thousand years, but for this Sovereign, a mere two or three days suffices!”

The collapsing space suddenly restored itself, and a smug Hongjun, clutching the ferocious blade, strode out of the recovered space on the clouds.

He looked at everyone, howling triumphantly, “Once I swallow you all and destroy this universe to seize its primal energy, this Sovereign will go to the world you belong to and completely annihilate it!”

With a deep sigh, Hongjun said contentedly, “According to my perception, these are the last two worlds in this Chaos. After destroying them, I can fully devour the void and finally transcend Pangu!”

The power of the Heavenly Dao bound everyone, including Gu Xiachen; no one could move. Confronting the Heavenly Dao of this universe was impossible! Even Gu Xiachen, possessing the true body of Pangu, could not fight against the entirety of this universe’s Heavenly Dao.

Hongjun walked cheerfully to the front of and , delivering a casual strike with his blade.

The Bodhi Tree snapped; the Golden Lotus shattered.

and rushed out in human form, covered in blood, their bodies nearly split into fragments. Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and others fell like rain, their golden blood sprinkling down and merging into Hongjun’s body, further intensifying the malevolent energy within him.

Laughing sinisterly, he flashed over to the sword formation of the Sect Master Tongtian. Hongjun examined the sword formation up and down, shaking his head and lamenting, “The sword formation is excellent, its power immense, but alas, what have you been doing all these years? Why haven’t you completely mastered the Heavenly Dao laws within it?”

Casually taking away all the swords, Hongjun waved his blade again with effortless ease. The sword formation shattered, and countless disciples of the Interception Sect perished, their flesh, blood, spirit, and essence all merging into Hongjun’s body. The Daoist Tongtian, with limbs severed and body drenched in blood, fell into Hongjun’s grasp.

Looking at the Sect Master Tongtian, Hongjun frowned, “You don’t seem to have despaired? What are you still counting on?”

Shaking his head, Hongjun sighed deeply, “No matter what contingency you have prepared, you are doomed.”

With a casual wave, Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun spat blood and flew backward, and countless disciples of theirs also perished, their essence, blood, and Primordial Spirits all devoured by Hongjun.

Arranging the five severely wounded Saints—the Three Pure Ones, , and —in a line, Hongjun rubbed his hands with satisfaction, “Hmm, the best delicacy should be enjoyed last. Now, let me examine this lucky brat who possesses the true body of Pangu!”

Turning around, he smiled as he looked at Gu Xiachen, who was bound and unable to move by the laws of the Heavenly Dao.

“In my calculations, you shouldn’t possess the true body of Pangu. But how did this happen? Why? and went to such great lengths to bring you here, merely to introduce another variable. But are you truly a variable? I cannot tell!”

The ferocious blade was raised, and Hongjun was about to cleave off Gu Xiachen’s head with a single strike.

Just then, a chant of the Buddha sounded; from Amitabha’s battered golden body, a ray of eighteen-colored rosy light shot toward the sky.

The Reincarnation Disk hummed and flew up, the eighteen-colored rays of light surging out, overwhelming even the purple-gold strong light emanating from the Heavenly Pagoda. The binding force of the Heavenly Dao in the void instantly shattered. The power of the Reincarnation Law from the Reincarnation Disk temporarily suppressed the Heavenly Dao power controlled by the Heavenly Pagoda, breaking the restraints on Gu Xiachen and the others.

The Reincarnation Disk suddenly expanded, transforming into eighteen-colored strong light that permeated the surroundings, instantly bathing the entire universe.

Within the strong light, the figures of Amitabha, Guanyin, and countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas under Amitabha gradually reappeared.

Amitabha placed his palms together and bowed to the Sect Master Tongtian: “This disciple has not failed his trust!”

Hongjun roared in fury, gesticulating wildly, “What is happening? What is happening? I understand, I understand! These little bald donkeys abandoned their golden bodies, abolished all their cultivation methods and divine powers, and merged their true spirits into the Reincarnation Disk! Amitabha has been contemplating the Reincarnation Disk day and night over the years; now, by using the method of self-abandonment, he has (fled into/entered) the cycle of reincarnation, perfectly aligning with the ultimate principle of the cycle of life and death!”

Staring fixedly at Amitabha within the strong light, Hongjun snarled, “Completely mastered the Law of Reincarnation?”

Amitabha looked at Hongjun and calmly pressed his palms together, “This poor monk was lucky; many years of hard work achieved success in a single day. The Law of Reincarnation has indeed been thoroughly mastered!”

Smiling lightly, Amitabha said, “The Heavenly Dao of this universe is incomplete; all laws possess flaws. Only this Reincarnation Disk, which this poor monk obtained, is a perfectly nurtured innate supreme treasure, containing the flawless Law of Reincarnation. Therefore, even if you, Hongjun, control the Heavenly Pagoda, you are bound to lose against the complete Law of Reincarnation possessed by this poor monk!”

Gu Xiachen looked at the Heavenly Pagoda and secretly nodded. Indeed, according to Hongjun’s earlier words, even with the contribution of so many Saints like them to fill the Heavenly Dao, the laws of the Heavenly Dao had only recovered about fifty percent, and countless flawed and broken areas still required the Heavenly Dao to autonomously operate and repair themselves.

When incomplete Heavenly Dao laws faced suppression by the complete and flawless Law of Reincarnation, how could scattered stragglers defeat a well-drilled regular army? It was naturally a crushing defeat; Amitabha completely suppressed Hongjun.

Amitabha raised his right palm, a circle of eighteen-colored bright light in his palm was dazzlingly striking. A subtle and profound aura radiated from his palm; merely looking at his palm seemed to reveal myriad ages of reincarnation, revealing boundless suffering in the mortal world.

With one palm strike, Amitabha blasted away half of Hongjun’s body into ashes, and the ferocious blade cracked with several clearly visible fissures.

The Sect Master Tongtian burst out laughing, “Well done! Completely kill this old thief, and then…”

The Sect Master Tongtian’s gaze swept over the faces of , , Taishang Laojun, and Yuanshi Tianzun.

Taishang and Yuanshi’s complexions shifted slightly; and both trembled. sneered coldly, “Tongtian, don’t be too smug!”

Amitabha struck with another palm, and Hongjun’s true body immediately turned to ash, the ferocious blade itself being smashed into fragments. Under the suppression of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, especially before this supreme Great Dao representing life and death reincarnation, Hongjun was so fragile.

Except for the bulk of Hongjun’s Primordial Spirit inside the Heavenly Pagoda, Hongjun’s physical body and avatars outside were completely destroyed by Amitabha.

Amitabha sighed lightly and turned to look at and .

Gu Xiachen frowned and quietly retreated far back. However, an immense power pressed down from the void; Amitabha activated the power of Reincarnation, aiming remotely at Gu Xiachen. If he made the slightest move, Amitabha would unhesitatingly strike against him.

After a moment of contemplation, Gu Xiachen suddenly performed a divination calculation.

The immense power above his head was quite similar to the power he had sensed years before. It seemed that due to the isolation caused by this power, he had been unable to locate Banruo’s whereabouts. After calculating with all his might, Gu Xiachen suddenly had a glimmer of understanding.

and gazed at Amitabha. Zhunti said with a chuckle, “Amitabha, if you return to Buddhism, all past affairs will be forgiven.”

Amitabha shook his head, his expression dimming, “Since things have come to this, it must be so. This void area will be taken over by the Interception Sect. Venerable Saints, it is best to return to your original universe. Disputes among fellow disciples need not be taken too far!”

The Sect Master Tongtian laughed wildly, his severed limbs restored, and most of his injuries healed. He roared, “Fellow Daoist Brothers, this poor Daoist said that the Interception Sect must seize all the fortune of this universe. From this day forward, the Interception Sect reigns supreme; only Interception Sect disciples shall remain in this world!”

smiled bitterly; sneered coldly, “That remains to be seen!”

Making an incantation seal, waved his hand casually.

In the void, Banruo’s prayer was suddenly heard: “Spirits of myriad worlds, countless divine, sacred, immortal Buddhas, take heed. All sins shall be borne by Mohe alone, only seeking to resolve the calamity upon Mother and save her from this Avici Hell. Any retribution or calamity, let it fall upon me, Banruo, alone.”

Following Banruo’s prayer, countless Romans and their vassal races transformed into Dharma-protecting Celestial Beings appeared out of thin air, radiating dazzling light. Vast forces of will streamed out from their bodies. Standing solemnly before these Dharma-protecting Celestials, holding the Jeweled Pestle and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree Branch, were clearly Banruo and Mohe’s biological father—the Life-and-Death Buddha!

looked at the dumbfounded Amitabha and sighed softly, “Do you remember? The Reincarnation Disk was found by this poor monk and bestowed upon you!”

The Sect Master Tongtian choked and spat out a mouthful of blood in anger, roaring, “Jieyin, Zhunti, you two dead bald donkeys!”

Before his words finished, the immense force of will gathered by the Dharma-protecting Celestials condensed into a colossal Svastika Buddha seal shining down from above. The cassock on the Life-and-Death Buddha instantly turned to ash, his body morphed into countless forms, rapidly evolving through the wondrous manifestations of birth, aging, sickness, and death, from infancy to old age. The Jeweled Pestle and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree Branch rapidly flew up, merging with the Svastika Buddha seal in the void.

looked at Amitabha and lamented, “When this poor monk bestowed the Reincarnation Disk upon you, there was a restriction within it... As long as one belief is firm, unafraid of life and death, suffering countless torments in the Avici Hell, and then receiving the power of belief from boundless followers, one can... destroy the Reincarnation!”

Upon hearing the words ‘destroy the Reincarnation,’ Amitabha’s body suddenly disintegrated, and the eighteen-colored strong light abruptly dissipated, pouring down in countless specks of light.

The surrounding starry sky shook violently because the forceful destruction of the Law of Reincarnation caused the Heavenly Dao of this universe to fall into chaos.

Everyone was affected by the turbulent Heavenly Dao, spitting blood and falling to the ground. Even the powerful Pangu true body of Gu Xiachen was violently shaken by the chaotic Heavenly Dao, causing his bones to crack and blood to gush forth.

A chant of the Buddha soared to the sky, boundless karmic fire burned fiercely, and within the Karmic Fire Red Lotus, a thread of Banruo’s true spirit emerged, surrounding the spectral shadow of a woman.

and burst into loud laughter. A bright light shot up from above the head of the Life-and-Death Buddha, and a saintly aura flooded the four directions.

Gu Xiachen roared in fury, shouting sternly, “Banruo!”

With a wave of his great hand, the void solidified, and Gu Xiachen snatched Banruo’s true spirit into his grasp.

At this moment, freed from the suppression of the Law of Reincarnation, the purple-gold light flashed above the Heavenly Pagoda, and boundless Heavenly Dao power surged down from all directions once more.

and laughed loudly; they simultaneously shattered their golden bodies along with the Life-and-Death Buddha, sending a Primordial Spirit, accompanied by countless disciples, surging into the Heavenly Pagoda.

“The final gamble—the strongest prevails! Control heaven and earth, I alone shall be supreme!”

and roared with laughter. The Three Pure Ones were stunned, then simultaneously shattered their physical forms, throwing their Primordial Spirits into the Heavenly Pagoda without reservation.

Gu Xiachen let out a long cry; a stream of bloody wind rushed up from above his head.

Countless illusions of the Primordial Heavenly Demon rushed out, shrieking shrilly, and also charged into the Heavenly Pagoda.

"Hongjun, the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhunti... The grudges of countless Kalpas, today we settle them all!"