He fought with Hong Jun, won, but the other was indifferent; lost, but the other remained indifferent.

This old Daoist always seemed to have everything under control.

Perhaps he should change his offensive direction with Xuanqing.

He thought of the unruly Heavenly Emperor.

Breaking defenses, Xuanqing is the specialist!

"Old Daoist, I have one more Divine Skill. If you can withstand it, I don't care about this starry battle."

Luo Hou looked at Hong Jun with a serious expression.

"Just right, I also have one for you to endure."

Immortal Light like a ribbon, purple energy traversed, the Creation Jade Disc seemed to cover the Space-Time River, the Three Thousand Great Dao Laws beneath Hong Jun's feet.

"If my punch knocks you down, for two hundred thousand years, you are not allowed to leave Sumeru Mountain!" Daoist Ancestor's expression was indifferent, words truly more domineering than the Demon Ancestor.

A terrifying aura spread, time decayed, space collapsed, boundless Chaos seemed overwhelmed, all heavens and the universe rapidly contracted.

A brilliant fist seal was struck, illuminating the ancient, present, and future!

"Hahaha, it should have been like this long ago!"

The battle intent in Demon Ancestor's eyes burned intensely.

Facing the incoming attack, he stepped forward, representing the Power of the End of the Destruction Dao, transcending space-time.

The River of Time seemed to shake violently because of this step, as if to change the historical trajectory, heading toward the apocalyptic catastrophe.

In this vast universe, boundless void, immense tribulations filled all realms, countless destructive tribulations forged the one and only, Great Dao Laws evolved, endless Demonic Qi trembled, the Demon Ancestor's slaughter was also urged to the extreme.

"Exterminate! Slaughter! Trap! Absolute!"

Luo Hou uttered four syllables lightly.

He almost simultaneously with Primordial Fu Xi used the unparalleled slaughter of the four swords in one.

Immediately, the blood-red became boundless, the Great Thousand Universe was filled with terrifying killing intent.

This four-sword move was formless and intangible, yet it caused the Space-Time River to stir up immense waves.

Chaos currents raged, Demonic Qi surged, above the endless Great Dao, a sword light merged into one, transformed into eternity.

Demon Ancestor Luo Hou overwhelmed space-time, and swung a sword forward.

One sword, reaching the apex!

"Boom!!!"

Chaos surged, the universe trembled.

The Heaven and Earth Net formed by endless order shattered bit by bit, this space-time in the Great Thousand Universe was utterly broken, the entire tributary evaporated, and the history it represented vanished instantly.

The past was erased, the future ceased to exist!

As for the present, only remnants of Great Dao traces were left.

When chaos tides surged, everything returned to nothingness.

If not for their hesitation at the last moment and retracting their strength, it might have affected the Space-Time River upstream, disturbing the mother river of time and space.

At that time, the Primordial True Realm might have been greatly affected.

Yet even so, their final battle also wiped out an entire tributary of space-time, ancient history disappeared from the tributary, until returning to the original source of the Great Dao.

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"Cough cough cough~~"

A tattered figure was the first to walk out of the void.

Hong Jun, with disheveled hair, his expression twisted for a moment: "Hiss, almost capsized."

He looked down at the sword wound on his chest, a hole the size of a bowl, shining through from front to back, hard to heal.

Seeing Luo Hou disappear, he breathed a sigh of relief, no longer putting on any indifferent airs.

"Alright, the Cycle Star Sky belongs to my Immortal Dao now!"

Hong Jun's lips curled up, about to return to the Primordial.

However, at this moment.

The All Heaven Star Formation was broken!

Demon Gods and the Qilin Clan collapsed completely.

Meanwhile, the Three Pure Ones Heavenly Venerate led a group of immortals into the Extermination Immortal Formation, trapped within the array.

The good news is they're temporarily fine, the Myriad Immortals Array held against the exterminating immortal's power.

The bad news is the Immortal Dao lost the initiative.

"????"

Hong Jun was flustered in the wind.

"No, are you all acting against me?"

Clutching his empty heart, Hong Jun consoled himself: "Fortunately, fortunately, Daoist Yang Mei entered the Primordial, there's still hope."

"Splash splash splash!!!"

The Space-Time River surged with waves, countless axe lights burst out of the Primordial World.

Yang Mei, about to reach the starry sky, was struck back.

"Daoist, big trouble!" Yang Mei exclaimed.

"I know..."

Hong Jun silently grasped the Pangu Banner.

Sure enough, several figures walked out of various tributaries of the Space-Time River.

Xuanqing holding the Primordial Chaos Cauldron, Ancestor Dragon wielding the Weak Water Sword, Yuan Huang carrying the Ying Huo Spear.

Zhun Ti was full of smiles.

Nuwa transformed into Doumu Yuanjun, a Golden Spear in one hand, a Golden Halberd in the other, a gentle smile.

Only Ming River was nowhere to be seen.

But the Five Elements Demon Gods came.

Xiao Song transformed into an elegant youth, with a Five-Colored Pine Tower atop his head, holding a fishing rod, eyes clear, staring at Daoist Hong Jun.

"Daoist, do you still have the strength to fight?" Xuanqing asked.

A Golden Bowl appeared in Hong Jun's hand, his eyes calm: "Daoist, have you ever heard of the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation?"

Upon hearing this, Ancestor Dragon and the others were startled.

They looked subconsciously below.

Cosmic Light rippled, the Space-Time River stretched endlessly.

The water of time is also water, the Space-Time River is also a river!

Xuanqing nodded, he waved his hand, four small swords and an Array Map separately fell into Ancestor Dragon and the others' hands.

"Exchanging blows with Daoist for two hundred thousand years, we can still afford it."

"Cough, um... it's not necessarily needed for two hundred thousand years."

Demon Ancestor Luo Hou's figure reappeared above the Space-Time River.

He sat on a platform, back facing All Gods, seeming somewhat deep.

"Hong Jun, given the opportunity, you're still useless!"

Hong Jun's face finally showed some fluctuations.

"You've won!"

The Creation Jade Disc trembled lightly, and the two Daoists vanished directly.

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