Chapter 1: Pangu Opens Heaven and Changes Fate
Taiyi, who was originally planning to attack the Twelve Ancestors of Witchcraft, saw the situation and immediately activated the Golden Clouds of Celebration on top of his head. The three-legged golden crow let out a sudden, urgent cry, as the flames of the Great Sun burst forth like waves, transforming into heavy hammers that struck the Eastern Emperor's Bell. The thunderous sound of the bell echoed through the void, and the Chaos Bell's power to suppress heaven and earth was suddenly revealed in its entirety. As a result, heaven and earth fell silent, and Pangu's physical body also came to a sudden halt.
Di Jun and others, seeing this were overjoyed, then shook the star flags in their hands, calling out to the ancient stars in the void. The starlight flowed back, transforming into a long rainbow that wrapped around billions of star gods' thunderbolts, striking Pan Gu's physical body. For a time, the thunder boomed and the starfire burned fiercely, although it shook Pan Gu's physical body, unfortunately it couldn't harm him in the slightest.
Pangu's physical body was a mighty roar, with countless evil spirits gathering in his right hand. He manifested an axe of the heavenly gate and swung it down, unleashing the power of opening up heaven and earth. The Eastern Emperor's Bell flew back, its surface showing a three-part illusion of the Wan Yao Chao Huang scene. Clearly, the true spirit seal left by Taiyi within was damaged. When Taiyi caught the Eastern Emperor's Bell again, he spat out blood and flew back millions of miles away.
Pangu's physical body swung the Heaven-Opening Axe in his hand again, and the Big Dipper Array of Stars suddenly shook violently, as if it was about to collapse. The River Chart and Luo Book's spiritual light dimmed, and the millions of star flags simultaneously shone with varying degrees of brightness and darkness, as if they were on the verge of breaking apart. Emperor Jun, along with the 365 Star Lords, suffered heavy injuries, spitting out blood and turning pale. The 14,800 Deputy Star Lords either spat out blood or fainted, and some were even killed instantly by Pangu's physical strength. As for the billions of heavenly immortals and demons, it was even more devastating - many died, many were injured, and less than one in ten could still stand.
Pangu's physical body was also vague, the shadows of the twelve ancestral witches appeared and disappeared, through Pangu's illusory physical body, one could see the pale and terrifying faces of the twelve ancestral witches, like hellish zombies, with frost on their faces, but with an excited expression, as if sparks were about to burst out of their eyes. The emotions of the billions of demons were also extreme, wanting to perish together with the witch tribe, under Emperor Jun's leadership, they planned to offer a blood sacrifice to the star banner, bringing down 365 ancient stars into the vast wilderness, and perishing together with the witch tribe.
Just as Pangu's physical body was about to chop down with the next axe, the 365 ancient stars were also starting to shake and fall. Unexpectedly, a divine image descended from the sky, and a purple gas came from 30,000 miles away. Auspicious light flowed across the earth, countless golden lotus flowers emerged to suppress the evil spirits that had gathered, and auspicious energy condensed into thousands of golden flowers that filled the entire sky. A faint, ethereal music sounded, as 81 pre-heavenly rays of light converged and transformed into 81 colored clouds, supporting a purple-robed Taoist in mid-air - it was none other than the Taoist ancestor Hongjun.
Hongjun appeared and first glanced at the two tribes of witches with a look of indifference. The two tribes felt as if they were quietly observing the heavens, not daring to confront him, and could only lower their heads in silence. Hongjun withdrew his gaze, first extending one finger, seemingly slow but actually fast, ignoring spatial distance, lightly touching the center of Pangu's brow on his physical body. Originally, Pangu's physical body was already on the verge of collapse, instantly disintegrating, and the violent heavenly slaughter aura burst out in all directions. Unfortunately, it had not yet taken effect, and with a wave of Da Zu's sleeve, the wind became calm and peaceful, the clouds light and serene.
Hongjun pointed at the void again, and that feeling of being slow yet fast, ignoring spatial distance, reappeared in everyone's mind. The 365 Heavenly Star Masters, including Emperor Jun Xi and Chang Xi, felt their connection with the 365 ancient stars collapse instantly, and the billions of starlight chains disintegrated. Seeing this, Hongjun pointed again, and the thousand strands of auspicious energy transformed into millions of golden flowers. As the golden flowers wilted, they turned into billions of spiritual energies that re-embedded the 365 ancient stars back in their original positions. Finally, before disappearing, Hongjun left behind a sentence:
"From now on, the Wu tribe will control the land and the Yao tribe will govern the sky. After I, the poor Taoist, have spoken three times, there shall be no war for ten thousand years!" The majestic voice of Hong Jun still echoed in their ears, but the figure of the Taoist ancestor had already disappeared. However, the two tribes of Wu and Yao did not dare to look up, feeling as if a lock had been placed on their minds, they could only knock their heads repeatedly, not daring to get up!
Originally, Fuxi and Nüwa were rushing to the battlefield, but when they saw the witch demon about to perish together, their faces changed greatly. Then, seeing the emergence of the Daoist ancestor, they bowed down in worship. Finally, as the words of the Daoist ancestor fell, they stood still, looking uncertain. Meanwhile, at the Western Spiritual Mountain, the Eight Treasures Pool was shaken when Zhuanti suddenly jumped up from the lotus platform, as if his buttocks were on fire. Seeing the relic beads in the hands of the guide, he was shocked and over a hundred relic beads fell into the Eight Treasures Pool. Only then did they return to calm after the appearance of the Daoist ancestor.
However, at this moment, the Zhunti was secretly shining with a faint golden light, and in his hand, the seven-colored lotus flower was born and destroyed. There seemed to be some calculation in his heart, and after glancing at the East, that thin, waxen, bitter face became even more bitter. The new rosary in his hand rotated faster and faster, without a word.
At the same time, in the Kunlun Mountains, Lao Jun's originally closed eyes slightly opened, and the black and white fish were spinning non-stop in his deep gaze. The Taiji Two Principles of the evolving universe were faintly chaotic, and his lips lightly parted: "What a wonderful Zhoutian Star Array, evolving into the Hongyuan Star Domain! With countless array eyes and array formations, numerous small arrays return to the great array. This array is indeed difficult to break! And the twelve ancestral witches, although they don't understand the heavenly mechanism, their divine powers are extremely fierce. I didn't expect that even Pangu's physical body could be re-presented in the Hongyuan, it's truly incredible!" As soon as he finished speaking, the yin-yang fish in his eyes returned to normal in an instant. Lao Jun continued to close his eyes and remain silent, appearing calm and serene, without a wisp of smoke or air.
Yuanshi grasped the Three Treasures Ruyi in his hand, furrowed his brow and said: "The strength of the Witch and Demon tribes is indeed powerful. Except for those who have obtained the Mixed Yuan and become a Saint, no one can stop them. Even we, the Pangu Sanqing, the Orthodox School of Mysticism, would have to retreat and yield when seeing them. It's truly a shame for us three Qing!" When he said the last sentence, Yuanshi's Ruyi burst into brilliant light. After that, Yuanshi took several deep breaths and slowly closed his eyes again.
The Tongtian Daoist was about to speak when he saw the Daozu appear. The three Qing then stood up and bowed in the direction of Hongjun, before returning to their seats. Tongtian's eyes shone with a soft light as he silently stroked the Qingying sword in his hand, the sword energy swirling around him. It was clear that he had thought of something, but hadn't spoken it out loud.
At the same time, in the Xuanwei Temple of Yu Hua Xian Mountain, Xuanwei sat on a white jade lotus platform with a smile at the corners of his mouth, looking at the two disciples below. Qiong Qi sat on a futon, her face pale and sometimes greenish-white, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, obviously suffering from an unbearable blow. Kong Xuan's face was slightly pale, but he had successfully achieved the Great Luo after the battle between Xuanwei and Emperor Jun, which was much better than Qiong Qi. His eyes were filled with a mixture of emotions: fear, awe, admiration, and excitement, his gaze changing rapidly, impossible to grasp.
It was also affected by that earth-shattering war, and it's no wonder, this is the first time in the vast expanse of the universe that many giants have come together to form a massive array for a showdown, its power is bound to be earth-shaking and heaven-stirring! Xuan Wei looked at Ku Qi's face, which was getting increasingly unsightly, the smile on his mouth was even more playful, and the pale blue spiritual light in his hand was also becoming more agile, changing with Ku Qi's facial expressions.
Qingqi only felt that the countless illusions in front of him were all emerging, as if he saw the scenes of countless great gods of the two tribes of witches and demons before they died. Finally, he vaguely saw his own death scene. Even though Qingqi possessed the immortal Golden Immortal Dao fruit, he felt that the atmosphere seemed to be frozen, suppressed like Mount Tai pressing down on him, unable to breathe, his heart and spirit stirring up, his Dao heart secretly collapsing. Then, with a "poof" sound, his face was even more devoid of any blood color, his Dao foundation already damaged. At this time, Xuanwei's playful smile disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression, the pale blue spiritual light in his hand also falling into Qingqi's hand. A voice sounded from the air: "Look inward at your heart, and your heart is not there; look outward at your form, and your form is not there; look far away at things, and things are not there. Once you understand these three things, all you see is emptiness; looking at emptiness is also empty, emptiness has nothing to be empty of; what is empty is not empty, and the absence of absence is also not absent; the absence of absence is not absent, and it is naturally quiet and still. Stillness has nothing to be still about, how can desires arise? Desires do not arise, that is true stillness. True stillness responds to things, true stillness obtains its nature."
As the Taoist sound faded away, Qiu Qi's face gradually returned to calmness, being held in Kong Xuan's arms, and fell asleep peacefully. The entire wall of the Xuemi Temple flashed with a green light, and Qingxuan Dao Ren appeared in front of Kong Xuan's astonished eyes. Qingxuan ignored Kong Xuan and said to Xuemi: "Fellow Taoist, you have indeed gone too far this time."
"It doesn't matter, rather than letting him have a chance to escape with his life in the end, it's better to let him know some things he should know now. After all, as my sect's great disciple, he will eventually have to take on some responsibilities. And this time, the damage to the Dao foundation is also within my calculations - no destruction, no construction; destroy and then construct. Borrowing from this destruction and construction, the possibility of Qīnguì becoming a Great Luo in ten thousand years has greatly increased, which is not bad either." Xuán Wēi lay down on the lotus platform, propping up his cheek with one hand, looking at Qīnghé and saying. Qīnghé was speechless, just looked at Qīnguì like that, and let Kǒng Xuān take him away.
