Where the fist wind reached, layers of space collapsed.

The figure of the Three Pure Ones Pangu flickered, and the Tai Chi Diagram appeared beneath his feet. Yin Yang rotated, shifting time and space, narrowly avoiding the punch.

But the aftershock of the fist wind still made his Pangu True Body sway, the brilliance on the surface dimming a bit.

"Kill, kill, kill!!"

Ancestor Witch Pangu moved with bold and swift attacks, every strike shaking the Chaos, as if he had transformed into destruction itself. Wind, thunder, water, fire, space, time... various origin powers were at his fingertips, integrated into his axe technique and martial arts.

At times he turned into an overwhelming flood, drowning everything; at times he became a burning flame, incinerating all; at times space sliced silently; at times time halted, freezing his opponent.

His power was so pure, primal, and savage, as if representing the barren force of the universe at its inception when chaos was yet unraveled.

The Three Pure Ones Pangu responded with composure, his combat seeming more like performing the Dao.

Every move and gesture aligned with the ultimate truths of the Great Dao.

The Divine Axe in his hand sometimes transformed into Yuqing Immortal Light, purifying all; sometimes into Shangqing Sword Intent, unmatched in sharpness;

Sometimes it became the Taiqing Realm of Non-action, impervious to all laws.

He continuously deduced and calculated, seeking the flaws in Ancestor Witch Pangu's power operation.

Behind him, as if the shadows of the Three Thousand Great Dao floated, constructing a large and intricate defense and counterattack system.

He represented the establishment of order, the brilliance of reason.

This battle was both a contest of strength and skill, and a collision of two different paths. Was absolute strength established before order, or a perfect rationale guiding strength first?

They fought from the void to the edge of the newborn world, then from the world's edge back to the depths of chaos.

Their blood—the Pangu Essence Blood containing supreme origin—spilled into the void, with each drop possibly evolving into a small world or a powerful innate being in the future.

Each of their clashes made the Space-Time River surge incessantly, countless potential futures being born and extinguished as a result.

Pangu True Master watched the battle quietly from the sidelines, a faint hint of a smile always on his face, as if watching a spectacular drama. His gaze was deep, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The battle lasted for an unknown duration, perhaps an instant, perhaps eternity.

For beings of their level, time had long lost its meaning.

Finally, in a most intense confrontation, Ancestor Witch Pangu, with a fearless strategy, bore the brunt of the Three Pure Ones Pangu's axe imbued with the 'Primordial Heaven Creation Seal' on his shoulder.

Meanwhile, his All Heaven God Slaughter Axe, from an extremely tricky angle, broke through the layered defense of the Three Pure Ones Pangu, the axe blade almost touching the brow of the Three Pure Ones Pangu!

"It's over!" Ancestor Witch Pangu's will roared, as if he had already seen the dawn of victory.

As long as this axe strike landed, the will core of the Three Pure Ones would surely be damaged, and the power of Heaven Creation would belong to him!

However, at this critical juncture, a resolute glint flashed in the eyes of the Three Pure Ones Pangu.

He forcefully endured the excruciating pain and the backlash of broken rules on his shoulder, disregarding the fatal axe light overhead, and suddenly clenched his right fist, punching fiercely!

This punch, without an earth-shattering momentum, yet condensed the supreme Dao Fruit of Three Pure Ones United, embodying the creation principle of 'one begets two, two begets three, three begets all things', then reversing to the annihilating end of 'all laws return to one'.

The fist accurately hit the old wound on Ancestor Witch Pangu's chest—the node of the will core!

Bang!

A dull sound. The fist of the Three Pure Ones Pangu, as if penetrating an invisible barrier, directly pierced through Ancestor Witch Pangu's chest, blasting apart the 'heart' condensed from the will and essence blood of the thirteen Ancestor Witches.

"Uh..." Ancestor Witch Pangu's actions suddenly froze, the fervor and fighting spirit in his eyes quickly fading, replaced by a look of disbelief.

The giant axe hovering three feet above the Three Pure Ones Pangu's head ultimately did not fall. The murderous aura on the axe blade retreated like a tide.

"Just...one more move..." The gaze of Ancestor Witch Pangu gradually dimmed, his massive body becoming unstable, its light flickering.

He looked down at the huge cavity in his chest, then looked up at the pale-faced, blood-at-the-corner-of-the-mouth, nearly collapsed-shouldered Three Pure Ones Pangu.

Yes, just one more move. Just a little bit more, and he would have won.

But in a battle of this caliber, one move is a world of difference.

One move separated victory from defeat.

And... witnessed life and death.

"Heh..." Ancestor Witch Pangu let out a laugh that seemed both self-deprecating and relieved.

Subsequently, his massive Pangu True Body began to disintegrate inch by inch, transforming into billions of light dots, like brilliant stardust, dispersing.

These light dots, some integrated into the land, water, fire, and wind of the newborn world, some into the chaotic void, and yet others seemed to follow a mysterious attraction, returning to the Primordial Land, awaiting some future possibility.

Silent and without a trace. As if that entity representing the pinnacle of might, Ancestor Witch Pangu, along with the thirteen earth-shattering Ancestor Witch wills, had never appeared in this void.

The final twist: Pangu's smile and ambush

"Tsk tsk tsk, truly splendid." Pangu True Master looked at the place where Ancestor Witch Pangu dissipated, gently clapped his hands, and his smile deepened, "I just love watching Pangu fight. The fiercer the fight, the happier I am."

He turned his head, looking at the Three Pure Ones Pangu, who was gasping for breath, trying to heal his injuries and stabilize his Pangu True Body.

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