Chapter 152 Chaotic Battle
"Mount Buzhou!?"
"Such powerful divine power!"
On the other side of the battlefield, the other four people were shocked when they saw Feng Zichen summon the phantom of Mount Buzhou and sensed its vast and boundless aura.
Immediately, the two Demonic Path Grand Luo Golden Immortals saw the World-Destroying Daoist being suppressed by the phantom of Mount Buzhou, and their expressions changed drastically. They unleashed their full power, no longer holding back, and attacked Kuafu and Xing Tian with all their might.
The Demonic Path Grand Luo Golden Immortal fighting Xing Tian was named Moro, a disciple of the Demon Ancestor Rahu, and one of the innate gods and demons born from the Dark Path.
He roared, and layers of black light surged from his body, transforming into a black torrent that swept towards Xing Tian.
The light was profound, pitch black, and radiated an aura of annihilation; it was the divine light of annihilation. Wherever it passed, the void ceased to exist, and even the Great Dao itself seemed to groan in despair, as if it were about to be annihilated.
Undeterred, Xing Tian swung his axe, cleaving it horizontally to meet the annihilating divine light. The vast axe light, carrying a trace of the Dao of Creation, erupted forth, colliding fiercely with the annihilating divine light.
With a deafening boom, an invisible shockwave swept out, forcing both men back several steps. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Moro flashed, widening the distance between himself and Xing Tian.
"Die!"
Stopping, Moro flipped his right hand, producing a large black bow. He sneered at Xing Tian and repeatedly drew back the bowstring.
The moment the giant black bow appeared, it emitted an eerie black light, conjuring images of fallen gods and demons—corpses strewn across the fields, blood raining down, and ghostly wails—a scene of utter desolation.
Although there were no arrows on the bow, as the bowstring was drawn, the malevolent energy and calamity of heaven and earth seemed to be drawn towards Moro's hand, gradually forming a long black arrow.
This great black bow, named the God-Slaying Bow, is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, imbued with the Dao of Annihilation. It is exceptionally ruthless, specifically designed to destroy the divine consciousness of enemies, and was bestowed upon him by the Demon Ancestor Rahu as a protective treasure.
The moment the arrow took shape, Moro abruptly released his left hand from the bowstring.
"Whoosh!"
Accompanied by a whooshing sound, the arrow, carrying the intent of annihilation, innate baleful energy, and the calamity of heaven and earth, shot towards Xing Tian, intending to obliterate his consciousness.
Not only that, after firing this arrow, Moro did not stop, but continued to draw the black bow until he had fired nine arrows in succession towards Xing Tian, only then stopping, panting heavily.
Ten arrows fired simultaneously, manifesting the ten directions of the Great Dao, from past and future, heaven and earth, the four directions of heaven and earth, between life and death, slashing at Xing Tian from all sides, attempting to annihilate all traces of his existence.
This is the supreme divine power of the demonic path—the annihilation of all ten directions.
"Haha, well done!" With a loud laugh, Xing Tian's figure blurred, revealing his true form as a Great Witch. He swung his giant axe and cleaved forward.
As a first-generation Great Witch born from the bloodline of Pangu, although he didn't possess most of Pangu's inheritance like the Ancestral Witches, he still received some.
Moreover, Xing Tian also possessed a small fragment of Pangu's axe. This tiny fragment alone made him far superior to other Great Witches, allowing him to unleash a trace of the profound mystery of Pangu's creation of the world.
With a rumble, the void suddenly cracked open, primordial light flashing, generating endless great principles and intertwining boundless laws and order, as if to split the heavens and earth, ignoring time and space, and striking the long arrow.
Amidst the enormous fluctuations, Moro's figure moved, carrying primordial killing intent, and engaged Xing Tian in close combat.
On the other side, Mi Tian, another disciple of Demon Ancestor Rahu, seeing that both the World-Destroying Daoist and Moro were locked in a fierce battle, knew the situation was critical and immediately used his strongest methods to attack Kuafu.
"Buzz!"
A magnificent mirror rose from behind Mi Tian, dazzlingly bright, displaying various scenes in the air, depicting the joy and sorrow of many. A decadent sound emanated, giving listeners a sense of ecstasy, bewitching their minds, disrupting their Daoist will, and tempting them into demonic possession.
This was a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the [unclear text - possibly a name or title], bestowed upon him for protection, capable of conjuring various wondrous realms to destroy one's mind and sever one's Daoist will.
It can also bind souls and control objects, releasing dark light that falls into the true spirits; its uses are truly endless.
"Shut up!"
Those listless sounds entered Kuafu's ears, making him irritable and a nameless rage rise within him. He couldn't help but shout.
The sound echoed, forming invisible sound waves that swept outwards, causing ripples in the void, shattering the various wondrous realms manifested by the Mitian Mirror into fragments, turning them into dust and disappearing.
"Drink!"
Before Mitian could continue his attack, Kuafu threw his peachwood staff, which transformed into a peach forest, taking root in the earth and forming a natural formation, trapping Mitian within.
"Kill!"
Mitian formed a hand seal, mobilizing all his magical power, and pointed at the Mitian Mirror.
Instantly, the mirror's radiance intensified, countless Dao patterns appeared on its surface, projecting beams of colorless divine light, carrying a decaying aura, towards the peach forest.
However, these peach trees were connected to the earth's veins, endlessly regenerating. Every time the Mitian Mirror shattered a peach tree, a new one would spring forth, an inexhaustible cycle that firmly trapped Mitian within.
"Haha! I've long heard of the demonic path's body-refining techniques, a unique art of the primordial world. I wonder how they compare to the true form of my Wu clan!"
"Today, let me see!" After trapping Mitian, Kuafu revealed his true form as a Great Witch, stepping into the peach grove to engage Mitian in close combat.
The demonic path's body-refining techniques were inherited from the Chaos Demon God, using innate malevolent energy to temper the body; the Wu clan's body-refining techniques were inherited from the Pangu bloodline, using the laws of heaven and earth to temper the body.
Both techniques had immense origins, considered top-tier in the primordial world, each with its own strengths and weaknesses, making direct comparison difficult.
However, the primordial world was ultimately created by Pangu, and as His descendants, the Wu clan naturally held an advantage.
Kuafu stood on the earth, and from its depths, an endless stream of power surged forth, inexhaustible and gradually suppressing Mitian, gaining the upper hand.
"Open!"
On the other side, Moro seized an opportunity and suddenly fired an arrow. This arrow wasn't aimed at Xingtian, but at Feng Zichen.
At this moment, Feng Zichen was fully focused on suppressing the World-Destroying Daoist.
His heart tightened, and he abruptly turned around, seeing the Annihilation Divine Arrow hurtling towards him. Knowing its power, he dared not take it head-on and quickly dodged to the side.
Boom!
The Annihilation Divine Arrow, now unobstructed, struck the illusory Buzhou Mountain, causing it to shake violently and develop huge cracks.
"Not good!"
Startled, Feng Zichen made a hand seal, about to unleash the Buzhou Mountain illusory again, when the World-Destroying Daoist suddenly exerted his power, the World-Destroying Black Lotus expanding dramatically, forcefully lifting the Buzhou Mountain illusory, allowing him to escape.
"Join forces!"
"Otherwise, none of us will escape!"
The World-Destroying Daoist shouted at the two as soon as they escaped from the illusory image of Mount Buzhou.
(End of Chapter)