Chapter Ten: The End of the Tribulation

  But it is said that the great war between the three tribes of Honghuang and the Western Demon Sect has been going on for nearly a hundred years.

  At this time, Luo Hua looked at the seven great elders of the Demon Sect being killed one by one, and over a hundred billion followers were slaughtered. The Western Demon Sect was already in name only, with only himself, the sect master, left. Luo Hua resisted the three clan leaders on one side while despondently thinking that everything had been calculated, everything had developed according to his calculations, but unfortunately, he had failed at the last hurdle and lost everything. This situation made even a great being like Luo Hua feel a sense of sunset in the west.

  Luó Huàn held the Jiān Xiān Sword in his hand, and with one sword, he forced the three tribal leaders to retreat. He shouted loudly, "Hóng Jūn, are you not coming out yet? Are you not going to show your face until the very end?"

  A voice came from the air: "Highly lying in the nine heavens, the Taoist truth is revealed, outside the mysterious and yellow sky, I will be the respected teacher. Pangu gave birth to Taiji, two instruments and four images follow, one way transmits three friends, two teachings are divided, the mysterious gate leads the sleeves, one breath transforms Hongjun." Needless to say, the person who came was Hongjun.

  "Why must you say such things, Master?"

  Hong Jun Dao Ren said lightly.

  "Hahaha, are you still pretending not to know? Isn't this situation exactly what you wanted to see?"

  The four major arrays in Luoyi's Xianjian Sword Array have now been reduced to only one array, the Xianjian Array. The other three arrays were all broken by Hongjun.

  But it was Hong Jun who took advantage of the three clans' war with the Demon Sect, and Luo Yu had no time to divide his body. As a result, he broke through the three arrays, and even the three swords that suppressed the arrays, Jue Xian Sword, Xian Sword, and Absolute Xian Sword, were taken away by Hong Jun Lao Zu. By this time, how could Luo Yu still not understand the truth of the matter? Everything was the will of heaven, his own careful calculations to let the three clans fight each other, so that he could rise in the west, then unify the vast wilderness, and finally become a saint. Unfortunately, human calculations are inferior to heavenly calculations, and in the end, Hong Jun benefited from it.

  Hong Jun Lao Zu also didn't speak, he just quietly looked at Luo Hui.

  "This time, the plot of our fate was supposed to be the main character, but it ended with both me and the three tribes of Honghuang being defeated. You are a good strategist, good thinker, and good luck." Luo's gloomy face was also calm, looking at the arriving Hongjun Daoist, he said lightly.

  "This is the heavenly number, and it's also a fixed number. This time, the great calamity of Honghuang, you and I both know its root cause. At that time, the Heavenly Way had already determined its general trend, so there was the battle between the Demon Sect of the Lord and the Three Clans of Honghuang to complete the heavenly number. Now, if the Lord stops, it will also have merit."

  "Hahaha, you think it's easy? After the tribulation, the Heavenly Way will turn, and the tribulation will be over, but the aura of fortune will mostly fall on your body. From then on, achieving enlightenment and proving one's way will be smooth sailing, without worrying about the number of calamities. But my demonic sect and the three tribes of the Primordial Chaos have already been abandoned by the Heavenly Way. From now on, it's a thousand times difficult to make even an inch of progress in cultivation. How can I, as the leader of the demonic sect, possibly stop? This grudge, this hatred, if not avenged, where is my Dao heart?! Ah!!!

  Luóu Dào person heard Hóng Jūn say to stop, and his heart suddenly stirred up boundless anger, with flames burning fiercely. Looking at Hóng Jūn's calm face, with profound and unfathomable cultivation, his mind was entangled with various thoughts, and all sorts of distracting notions emerged."

  Li Feng was also nearby at this time, and when he heard Luo's words, he couldn't help but feel a little melancholy. After all, it was all for the sake of cultivating Qi and proving one's Dao. Who would give up on such an opportunity? Even if it meant charging into a sea of knives or a mountain of fire, they wouldn't hesitate - just look at Hongyun Daoren, who lost his life because of the Hongmeng Purple Energy.

  Luo Yu didn't do anything wrong, and Hong Jun Lao Zu also didn't do anything wrong. However, looking at Hong Jun Lao Zu's way of doing things, which was similar to his own 'taking advantage' approach, Li Feng still felt a bit uneasy in his heart. He himself did this kind of thing, but sometimes he felt embarrassed and couldn't help it - after all, who made him poor?

  Then, Li Feng saw what Hong Jun Old Ancestor did and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. Looking at Hong Jun Old Ancestor, even "taking advantage" was said with grandeur and righteousness, making him admire him deeply.

  "No wonder he's going to be my future teacher! Compared to him, I'm just a mediocre young man! Looks like I still have room for improvement! After becoming his apprentice, I'll definitely spar with Teacher and make progress together! I wonder what kind of expression Hongjun will have when he knows what I'm thinking now!"

  Suddenly, Luo shouted: "Give it to me, explode, explode, explode!!"

  Luóu Dào person at this time has gone through a great war, his primordial spirit is injured, and his magical power is less than half. Wanting to avenge himself, he can only self-destruct. Thinking of this, a surge of anger supports Luóu, disregarding everything else. He reverses all his magical power, condenses his primordial spirit into one point, and suddenly explodes with a deafening sound. Instantly, a cloud of air resembling a mushroom cloud rises, and the shockwave bursts out in all directions, affecting an area of thousands of miles around Luóu, reenacting the cataclysmic fire, wind, and water.

  "Not good!!"

  Just as Li Feng was watching Luo Yu speak calmly, he felt a strange sensation. Had Luo Yu already "put down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha"? This world was too crazy. But when he saw Luo Yu's angry roar, he knew something was wrong. He quickly took out the Hunyuan Bell, went on full defense, and hung it below with the aura of ten thousand mysterious yellow energies to defend himself. He also set up a simple Zhou Tian Xing Dou array in front of him to resist. Sure enough, as expected, Luo Yu self-destructed.

  The existence of the quasi-sage realm self-destructed with its mighty force and primordial spirit, its power was such that even a saint from a later generation would be injured if they didn't defend themselves carefully. Even though Li Feng had set up multiple layers of defense, he was still blown away by a wave of energy for thousands of miles, his entire body feeling as if it had been hit by a truck, with his skeleton being shaken to the point of weakness and numbness. Fortunately, the mysterious yellow air from the Hunyuan Bell immediately repaired him, allowing him to recover his magical powers and physical body, but the injury to his primordial spirit could only be slowly healed.

  "Grass, you should have given me a heads up before self-destructing! Don't you know that sneak attacks are shameful?" Li Feng cursed in his heart, but he immediately got up and flew towards the place where the explosion had occurred. He knew that with Luo Hui's death, the calamity was over. Now was the perfect opportunity to reap some benefits. There were probably fewer than ten people still alive there now, and if he went late, he might not be able to get anything. Thinking of this, he accelerated even more, flying at full speed.

  Upon arrival, he saw that due to Luo Yu's self-explosion, a huge circular pit appeared on the ground, while Hong Jun Lao Zu was driving clouds above, watching. Li Feng immediately began collecting the spiritual treasures and corpses that had fallen around him. Although he wanted to go into the big pit to get the Xian-Xia sword in his hands, considering the gap between his own strength and Hong Jun Lao Zu's, he gave up.

  "Sooner or later it will all be mine, no need to rush for now." Li Feng comforted himself.

  At this time, Hong Jun Lao Zu waved his hand and all the countless spiritual treasures on the ground were taken away by him, including the Xian Jian sword that made Li Feng's eyes red with envy. After doing all this, Hong Jun Lao Zu glanced at Li Feng's position with a faint gaze, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth. Then he didn't stay any longer and left directly on a cloud. Li Feng was scared half to death by Hong Jun's glance. However, seeing that Hong Jun didn't say anything before leaving, he put his heart at ease again.

  "It seems that what I've done is in line with the will of heaven, and even Hong Jun Old Ancestor supports me. My merits are boundless! Hehehe." Li Feng thought to himself with satisfaction. Then, looking at Luo Hui's self-destruction, the spiritual energy of the entire Western region began to dissipate, leaving only a small amount of spiritual energy for the Western living beings to cultivate. Li Feng saw this and couldn't help but sigh in wonder, this was why the Western region became so barren in later generations.

  "Alas, this calamity has already come to an end. From now on, the Primordial Chaos will no longer have any demonic sects or the Three Clans of the Primordial Chaos." Li Feng felt a sense of nostalgia in his heart, thinking about how the Three Clans of the Primordial Chaos had once dominated the Primordial Chaos with such grandeur, but now they were declining and would never have another chance to rise again. Moreover, after this calamity, it wouldn't be long before Hong Jun's ancestor would likely attain enlightenment and become a saint. And by the time they met again, it should already be the time when the Zi Xuan Palace would begin to expound on the Great Dao.

  Li Feng gathered his emotions and, seeing that there was nothing more to gain, drove the clouds eastward. This time out, his harvest was still pretty good; although he didn't get any spiritual treasures, after many great battles, his use of magic and divine powers had become very pure. Moreover, having witnessed the final battle between the three clans, his understanding of the Heavenly Way had also deepened. After returning and secluding himself for a period of time, he should be able to advance to the later stage of the Golden Immortal. In this way, in the vast expanse of the universe, he would be considered one of the top masters.

  Because of this devastating war, the Desolate World can be said to have returned to its pre-liberation state overnight. Many powerful gods and immortals fell, and now Mahayana Golden Immortals are extremely rare. So he hurried back, and having been out for so long, he missed Hou Tu a bit, who was almost about to take shape. He also needed to return to make some preparations.

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  (Second update, today I saw a book review where a friend answered questions for me, haha, who said I didn't want votes? I took a look at other books and everyone is asking for votes, asking for recommendations, asking to be collected, asking to be supported. I'll learn from them too, today I'm asking for votes, asking for recommendations, asking to be collected, asking to be supported... Hehe)