"In the past, Pangu could annihilate three thousand, sweeping away the Demon Gods. Do you think I can't overthrow you today?"

Xuanqing stood upon the flow of space-time, his gaze lowered, overlooking like the Heavenly Dao, calmness harboring supreme majesty.

"Ridiculous!"

A voice fell, like thunder rolling and exploding.

The skies above the Space-Time River were filled with converging clouds and storms.

The Qing Lian swayed, and the Heavenly Creation Axe descended.

The axe blade stretched millions of zhang long, space-time rippling endlessly.

The giant axe, filled with endless killing intent, shattered countless swords of vitality.

A ripping sound was heard, like silk being torn apart, a grand world was split open.

The sleeve of the Destruction Demon God exploded, a ferocious wound extending from his palm to his armpit, his entire arm a bloody mess, bones visible.

Swish, swish, swish~~

The Destruction Demon God retreated again.

"Kill!"

Xuanqing's sleeves billowed, blowing away the chaotic blood color, the nine heavens' clouds suddenly parted.

Heavenly light dazzled the world, like blossoming Qing Lian flowers.

In an instant, endless brilliance!

Rumble!!!

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Clang!

The Destruction Demon God drew his sword against the sky, sword light multiplied by the thousands.

Vast Great Dao pressure covered the heaven and earth.

It also pressed down on Xuanqing.

Xuanqing's deep and terrifying eyes locked onto the Destruction Demon God.

He spat out a breath, "Za!"

The third sound of Heaven Creation, gods exterminated, souls eradicated!

Suddenly, in the Spiritual Platform of the Destruction Demon God, a power erupted that could annihilate all, as if all things under heaven vanished within one axe.

Bang~~

Everything was born and died, worlds vanished and emerged.

The corner of the Destruction Demon God's mouth seeped blood, he was near destruction of his Dao.

"You... can't kill me!" He stared at Xuanqing's figure.

Having comprehended life and death, the Destruction Demon God had reached the ultimate sublimation of his Dao, overwhelmingly powerful.

Even facing Xuanqing's Heavenly Creation Axe, he still had strength left, undefeated.

"One axe isn't enough? Then let's do it again!"

Xuanqing stood on Qing Lian, the giant axe in his hand descending from the sky, one axe after another, shining brilliantly.

The entire Space-Time River was covered by this light, until the figure of the Destruction Demon God was completely buried.

~~~

In the Land of Infinite Chaos.

A Daoist stood before a grand hall, quietly observing the Primordial battle, the rise and fall of worlds.

Yang Mei Patriarch witnessed the Order Demon God's descent unleashing divine power.

He also witnessed the Destruction Demon God's move nearly overturning All Heavens World, leading countless living beings to the final calamity.

Yang Mei looked back.

On the high platform, there was an empty cushion.

"This old Daoist, of all times to enter seclusion, chose this critical juncture." Yang Mei Daoist's tone held some complaint.

Hong Jun had been in seclusion for a long time.

Ever since robbing from the Taiwei Constellation and successfully escaping, Hong Jun went into seclusion and hadn't emerged since.

Who was the "Hong Jun" at the Flat Peach Banquet?

It was, of course, Yang Mei in disguise.

Yang Mei and Hong Jun had known each other since the Chaos Era, impersonating Hong Jun perfectly was effortless.

Even Luo Hou, sitting opposite him, did not notice.

Xuanqing sensed something was amiss but only thought Yang Mei had disappeared.

Who knew it was Hong Jun who truly vanished!

"The old Daoist hasn't shown up for so long; could it be because of the stolen Spiritual Treasure, he went into seclusion?"

Yang Mei paced in front of the grand hall, frequently glancing towards the Primordial direction.

He wanted to descend to the lower realm several times but restrained himself each time.

Until he saw the Chaos Demon Gods and the Primordial Sacred steadily being killed in battle, and the core of the entire battlefield pushed below Sumeru Mountain.

Until he saw the figure above the Space-Time River wielding the Heavenly Creation Axe.

Yang Mei finally couldn't help but ask, "Old Daoist, aren't we joining the fray yet?"

"Luo Hou has already set up the Extermination of Immortals Formation for the second time; aren't you worried about the Order Demon God being pre-empted?"

"The Taiwei Constellation has even used the power of the Heavenly Dao!"

"Even the Taiwei Heavenly Emperor is wielding a big axe!"

Whish~~

Whether it was Yang Mei's words reminding Hong Jun or Hong Jun happened to come out of seclusion.

A figure gradually appeared on the once-empty cushion.

"How are the battle conditions?" Daoist Hongjun slowly opened his eyes, looking towards the figure above the Space-Time River.

"Oh, we're the only ones left out!"

Yang Mei first expressed joy, then hurriedly urged, "If you're any later, the Order Demon God will be on someone else's plate."

"If we don't join in this great battle now, do you believe the Taiwei Constellation would dare to rob us a second time?"

"Why rush, isn't it not over yet?" Hong Jun glanced at the war inside and outside the Primordial World, then he grabbed a bamboo staff and stood up leisurely.

"Let's go, to meet the old friends of the Chaos Era."

"Ah, that's more like it!"

Yang Mei Patriarch beamed with joy, wielding his horsetail whisk with a gentle wave, opening a space-time passage directly connected to the Primordial World.

The other end of the passage was right at the Destruction Demon God!

"Who?" The Destruction Demon God sensed danger, suddenly startled to the core.

"Your undertaker!" A horsetail whisk swept down, bursting with boundless Great Dao power, struck fiercely on the back of the Destruction Demon God, immediately splitting skin and flesh, true blood flowing like a fountain.

The Destruction Demon God roared in rage.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush." Yang Mei Daoist extended his hand, covering the heavenly vault, aligning with the sky curtain.

"Hmm?"

The Destruction Demon God didn't have time to react. With a boom, he only felt his mind in utter chaos, as if his spirit was returning to silence, consciousness and flesh seemed disconnected from the material and spiritual world, drawn into a mysterious and strange dimension.

"No Interval!"

As a former Space Demon God, Yang Mei used his signature divine skill.

Here, there is no interval in suffering, body, time, or form!

The figure of the Demon God drawn into the Land of No Interval began to twist and transform.

His body and consciousness seemed to penetrate the bitter sea, enduring countless reincarnations, about to be cast into an extraordinary change.

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