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Chapter 51: The Four Sages' Siege, the Fall of the Eastern Emperor

Under the urging of Primordial Daoist, the Pangu Banner suddenly grew larger, expanding to a radius of thousands of miles. Chaos emerged, transforming into earth, water, fire, and wind, roaring and surging like boiling porridge.

Even the space was shattered by an immense and irresistible force of chaos, as if smashing eggs, all mixed together.

The Pangu Banner had the ability to transform chaos, refine earth, water, fire, and wind, and shatter the void. In this small world, there were few treasures that could compare.

However, Xia Yi relied on the defense of the Third Grade Pure World White Lotus platform to protect himself, preventing the earth, water, fire, and wind from shaking.

Then, the Divine Execution Sword transformed into a green light, slashing through the heavens and the earth, like a giant axe opening the heavens.

Primordial Daoist's face changed drastically. He also knew the power of this sword and hastily used several Spirit Treasures bestowed by Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

"Crack, crack..."

All of these Spirit Treasures shattered, turning into countless fragments, like pieces of beautiful light rain.

Fortunately, these Law Treasures were not completely useless. They successfully blocked the speed of the Divine Execution Sword, allowing him to evade it using the Pangu Banner.

"Luohou, you have gone too far!"

Primordial Daoist was furious, waving the Pangu Banner and attacking!

Countless spaces were instantly shattered, turning into a mess.

Xia Yi remained calm and fearless. The Third Grade Pure World White Lotus radiated billions of rays of light, standing undefeated by nature.

The Divine Execution Sword exuded a murderous aura, with sword energy crisscrossing, as if it could cleave open the heavens.

Mount Sumeru.

Zhun Ti Daoist exclaimed in shock, "Senior Brother, Luohou is terrifying. Even with the Innate treasures mastered by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Primordial Daoist, the two of us are no match. Luohou can actually fight against the two of them without falling into a disadvantage. It's simply terrifying! Could it be that our Saints are in vain?"

Jie Yin Daoist remained silent, his face filled with even more distress.

"Senior Brother, the two of us must assist Primordial Daoist and Eastern Emperor Taiyi in suppressing Luohou. Otherwise, even if we achieve sainthood, it will be useless!"

Zhun Ti Daoist's face was resolute, revealing a murderous intent.

"Amitabha!"

Jie Yin Daoist uttered a low shout, not opposing.

At this moment, the battle on Mount Kunlun had reached a white-hot stage.

Xia Yi, relying on the Divine Execution Sword, was overwhelming the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Primordial Daoist, making it difficult for them to catch their breath.

"Let's just kill this world's Primordial Daoist!"

A murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

After all, the Three Clears and other powerful beings in this prehistoric small world had no connection to the true selves in the main prehistoric world.

They were created in imitation of the main prehistoric world.

They were neither mirrors nor clones.

The main prehistoric world was like a terrifying and indescribable entity, radiating power towards the Myriad Worlds and transforming them.

Under the influence of the main prehistoric world, the Myriad Worlds would also evolve various events that occurred in the long river of time in the prehistoric era, in order to seek transcendence and ascend to a more powerful world.

These worlds were as numerous as the sands of the Ganges, constantly being born and destroyed every moment.

Each world was not unchanging and could also undergo changes.

In some worlds, the Red Cloud did not give up its seat, causing the Western Quasi-Saints Zhun Ti and Jie Yin to fail to achieve sainthood.

In some worlds, the Lord of the Nether River achieved sainthood through killing, and the Demon Dao flourished.

In some worlds, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi defeated the Twelve Ancestral Witches, proving the Dao with strength.

In some worlds, which were further away from the main prehistoric world and less affected, even the Three Clears did not achieve sainthood.

...

Xia Yi swallowed the mooncakes from the Guanghan Palace.

Suddenly, an endless essence of the lunar yin erupted from him.

His whole body crackled like frying soybeans, and he suddenly grew twice as tall, with his muscles coiling and intertwining, incredibly powerful.

The Nine Revolutions Profound Art turned one revolution!

Xia Yi forcefully used the immense power of the lunar yin within the mooncakes to forcibly advance to the first revolution of the Nine Revolutions Profound Art during the battle, breaking through to the first level.

Equivalent to proving the Dao with strength in this world.

And there is a strange, indescribable feeling, rippling in the heart.

But it was the true body of the original self that beheaded the "Pangu True Body" incarnation.

At this moment, the Western Buddhist light flourished, and two saints came with treasures.

The Daoist holding the Seven Treasures of the Quan Yin Bodhisattva, with great righteousness, said:

"Lou Hou! You evil demon, insane and bloodthirsty, actually started a battle and forced the two saints. It is simply a heinous crime. If you stop in time and seal yourself for a million years, perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope. Otherwise, don't blame us for suppressing you on behalf of the Purple Heaven Palace Master!"

"Amitabha!"

The Daoist of Jie Yin appeared kind-hearted, but held the blessed treasure staff in his hand, ready to strike at any time.

"Good, come!"

Xia Yi cultivated the first transformation of the Profound Art, and there was still a lot of unrefined Tai Yin essence in his body, which happened to need a battle.

"Peng!"

A vajra staff suddenly appeared and fiercely struck Xia Yi's back, causing him to retreat a few steps.

It turned out that Jie Yin Daoist seized the opportunity and launched a sneak attack.

This blessed treasure staff was light as a feather in his hand, but when it struck the enemy, it was as heavy as a mountain, incredibly powerful.

Jie Yin Daoist was also extremely shocked. He didn't expect that Lou Hou could withstand a blow from the staff without any consequences, just retreating two steps. The strength of his physical body was simply unimaginable.

The Quan Yin Daoist raised his right hand, and the Seven Treasures of the Quan Yin Bodhisattva brushed past, emitting auspicious aura and radiance, striking the White Lotus.

Instantly, the White Lotus bloomed brightly.

"So it's you, you shameless person!"

Xia Yi raised his sword and attacked, sword energy crisscrossing, cutting the void into countless fragments.

The Quan Yin Daoist was taken aback, and the Seven Treasures of the Quan Yin Bodhisattva immediately emitted a seven-colored brilliance. Each colorful lotus flower blocked the sword energy.

But soon, these colorful lotus flowers were shattered, scattering petals like rain hitting peach blossoms.

"Senior brother, save me!"

The Quan Yin Daoist was shocked and hurriedly retreated.

The Jie Yin Daoist quickly summoned the Twelfth Grade Lotus Platform, radiating light and radiant aura, barely resisting.

Dong Huang Tai Yi, seeing three saints assisting him, had long lost the embarrassment from before. He said with hatred, "Fellow Daoists, Lou Hou has already fallen into madness. We should act on behalf of heaven and earth, and on behalf of the Purple Heaven Palace Master, eliminate this great harm!"

"Good!"

The other three saints nodded in agreement.

A destructive aura swept through Kunlun Mountain, like a galloping horse, like roaring waves, shaking the heavens and the earth.

For a while, Xia Yi's pressure increased sharply.

The sound of bells resounded, one after another, like a funeral bell.

The Pangu Banner shattered the space and reformed the feng shui of the earth, wind, water, and fire.

Although the Seven Treasures of the Quan Yin Bodhisattva and the blessed treasure staff were slightly inferior, the two Western saints were extremely treacherous, always launching sneak attacks when least expected, making it difficult for Xia Yi to cope.

In an instant, he reached out and a black and white airflow spun in his palm. With a breath, it flew out of his hand and directly smashed towards the Primordial Daoist.

It was the highest Divine Ability of the Twelve Heavenly Demon Array, the Chaos Heavenly Thunder.

"Not good!"

The Primordial Daoist's face changed, and he hurriedly summoned the Heavenly Celebration Cloud to resist.

Xia Yi took a blow from the blessed treasure staff, let out a muffled groan, and then a majestic aura burst out.

A green sword light slashed, cutting through the entire sky, sharp and dazzling. In the eyes of the four saints, it was like a thick lightning bolt crossing the sky, brilliant and incomparable.

Dong Huang Tai Yi was about to resist, but immediately countless strange sounds rang in his ears, sometimes like insects chirping, sometimes like birdsong, sometimes like a child crying, sometimes like a ghost howling.

He felt his mind swaying, a wave of discomfort, as if his Primordial Spirit was about to fly out of his body.

He was greatly alarmed and quickly calmed his mind, using his spiritual power to resist.

But it was too late. The sword light was sharp, directly piercing through him, annihilating his Primordial Spirit.

(End of this chapter)