The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 228 - 174: Fellow Daoist, I Entrust This Heaven and Earth to You

Chapter 228: Chapter 174: Fellow Daoist, I Entrust This Heaven and Earth to You

"Pop!"

The scattered shards of the jar, heavy as Mount Taishan and significant as the stars, directly pierced through the void, breaking through space. As the nine-colored heavenly light descended, endless streams of Chaos energy crazily rushed into the Primordial Heaven and Earth.

"Pfft!"

The Spiritual Treasure was damaged, and the Old Turtle, whose spirit was linked with the jar, couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood in disbelief, staring at the fragments of the jar shooting towards his hand, muttering, "How is this possible, how is this possible..."

Poor Old Turtle failed to notice that the giant axe, which had shattered the jar, still carried an overwhelming momentum, relentlessly chopping towards him.

"Pfft!"

As the giant axe approached, a misty yellow light pierced through the void, enveloping the Old Turtle. His feet completely shattered, then fracturing inch by inch upwards, turning into a mist of blood, spreading upward along his body, even the black mist spilling from his eyes couldn’t stop it.

"Ah! Damn Witch Tribe child!" It was only at this moment, amidst the confusion, that the Old Turtle was pulled back to consciousness by the intense pain. He couldn’t help but roar, bowing his head to see the yellow misty light crumbling up to his waist, and in a split second, he detonated his body from the waist down, exploding into a mud of blood.

A dimly glowing black turtle shell flew out from the Old Turtle’s mouth, which turned out to be his true body shell. The palm-sized shell grew as it confronted the wind, transforming into a disc, dark and eye-catching, devouring the light of the sun, moon, and stars in the sky, crazily plundering the Primordial Energy of the world, crafting a dark glistening Treasure Wheel.

"Woo!" A strange cry unexpectedly came from the Old Turtle’s mouth.

The spinning turtle shell directly covered the remaining half of the Old Turtle’s body, emitting an aura akin to the primal rudeness of the world’s beginning. Soon, an irregular innate golden Eight Diagram appeared on the turtle shell, radiating a mysterious glow, very much resembling Di Jun’s Innate Luo Book.

"Pangu, you destroyed my Spiritual Treasure, broke my flesh! Today, either you die or I perish!" The half-body Old Turtle, his face full of resentment, stared at Pangu, intense killing intent seeping from the golden Eight Diagram.

Sadly, at this moment, Pangu seemed to be unaware, his mind only filled with destruction, striving to annihilate the person in front of him relentlessly. Whether you are a turtle or a snake, as long as you dare to stand before Pangu, you must pay with your life!

"Roar!" Pangu roared senselessly, his eyes like two incredibly sharp knives, chilling, icy, frosty! The giant axe, tightly enveloped by nature’s spiritual energy, emitted an ocean-deep aura, with yellow brilliance like a rainbow, interweaving the trajectory of the Dao.

"Boom crack!"

Pangu suddenly swung forward with an axe, the terrifying pressure seemingly becoming more solid amidst the stirring of nature’s spiritual energy.

"Innate Trigram, protect my Divine Soul! Guard!" Old Turtle coldly smirked, the golden Eight Diagrams on the turtle shell flickering crazily. A palm-sized Serving Heaven Xuanwu, completely outlined by the Power of Laws, crawled out shaking its head and tail from the turtle shell.

"Roar!" This palm-sized Xuanwu with a black head, oddly lacking a Mystic Snake on its back, was indescribably comical. But the Heaven and Earth Taoist, who had been standing firm on the battlefield, did not think so.

From his perspective, having just broken through to the sub-saint level, this seemingly comical Xuanwu actually hid a hint of Rule Power. However, this rule was quite simple, lacking any offensive power, more inclined towards protection.

Far above the East Sea, leisurely wandering Li Qingming, through the Qiantian Earth Eye, had already witnessed all this. Regarding the Old Turtle’s turtle shell, Li Qingming was particularly impressed. Yet, he didn’t expect that after many years, this shell had once again been stimulated with new abilities, which was indeed interesting.

"Heaven and Earth, don’t destroy that Old Turtle’s shell, bring it back for me to study!" Li Qingming told the Heaven and Earth Taoist via mental telepathy.

With a smile in his eyes, the Heaven and Earth Taoist subconsciously nodded.

"Boom!" Pangu’s giant axe broke through the layers of obstruction, directly striking the Xuanwu’s turtle shell, and something peculiar happened.

That seemingly invincible axe was actually deflected by the Xuanwu’s shell, and even a mocking smile could be faintly seen on the golden traced face of the Xuanwu.

"Roar!" Pangu was initially stunned, then roared furiously. The Primordial Energy of the surrounding area suddenly erupted, slicing through the void with an even more violent axe, chopping down again.

"Trigram Shelter, Black Dragon Tail! Kill!" A trace of ruthlessness flashed through Old Turtle’s face, his voice cold enough to freeze the Nine Heavens.

"Roar!" A golden Xuanwu dissipated, and what reappeared was a completely black Xuanwu. Completely outlined by black lines, except for the dragon head, it was almost identical to the Old Turtle.

This black Xuanwu poked its head out from the shell, standing upright, rotating its pair of black fists, like two ink-black millstones, fiercely demolishing Heaven and Earth. On a closer look, the black hooves were densely covered with various Powers of Laws. Similarly, an extremely dim power of Rule nurtured within, seeming to have the power of Heavenly Dao flowing.

One by one, the pitch-black fists met the giant axe head-on without dodging or flinching. Each strike collapsed the void and shattered the heavens.

Originally, the attacks by Pan Gu and the Old Turtle were confined to the void, but now driven to madness, they cared little about boundaries. The massive Wood Village had long lost its original appearance, now strewn with withered ancient tree branches and crumbled walls.

Fortunately, as soon as the Great Witch An Qi and others inside the village noticed the grand battle, they timely evacuated all Witch Tribe, Human Witches, and humans. Otherwise, billions of vibrant lives would have perished here. How could such immense Karma be easily repaid at this moment?

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Each strike from the black Xuanwu nearly hit the blade of the giant axe across the space, gradually slowing down the speed of the axe as if it were unable to endure the immense attack, finally being forced to retreat.

"Whoo!" The old turtle’s eyes revealed a mad hue as he cried out strangely again, "Kill!"

A streak of blood appeared in the cold, merciless small eyes of the black Xuanwu. Abruptly, his right claw extended, as if covering the skies, and struck down.

"Buzz!" The void above Pan Gu suddenly collapsed, a jet-black paw reaching out as if tearing through time and space from the ancient land. Five terrible black lights shot out, tearing the fabric of space, and obliterating the world.

"Hmm?" Pan Gu peered into the horizon, his gaze sharpening. His form seemed to suddenly become ethereal and hazy, his huge eyes showed the changing of nebulae, the birth and extinction of myriad things, a tenthousand years in just a blink.

At this moment, Hong Jun in the Chaos Outer Heaven shuddered violently and abruptly stood up, muttering, "Pan Gu God!"

"Is this Heaven and Earth? Truly ineffable. Great! Great!" Tears suddenly streamed from the corners of Pan Gu’s eyes as he looked upon the Primordial Heaven and Earth with longing, "Can I return? Haha, my children, let me teach you one last technique!"

Just as the giant paw was about to smash onto Pan Gu’s head, Pan Gu suddenly turned his head, a look of reminiscence in his eyes. With a sudden burst, Pan Gu’s eyes wide open, he bellowed, "Heaven and Earth Creation! Break!"

The giant axe swung fiercely, "Crackling..." like celestial thunder shaking the Primordial Heaven and Earth. This axe revealed the wondrous creation of heaven and earth, bringing forth endless miraculous methods, transforming into Earth, Fire, Wind, and Fire, with the sounds of the Great Dao cleansing from within the axe.

"Boom!"

When the axe came down, the giant claw, emitting an overwhelming ferocity, seemed as fragile as paper and was cleaved in two by that primitive axe. The unstoppable Qi Force then directly crushed the black Xuanwu, swallowed both the Eight Diagram turtle shell and the Old Turtle.

"Ah!" The overbearing Old Turtle, before having a chance to scream, was directly turned into minced meat by the rampant Qi Force. In the void, blood rain flew, then it ignited into a red blaze, the heavens collapsed entirely, continuously destroying and turning into a land of ruins.

A Late Sub-Saint powerhouse had utterly perished!

The fierce flames continued to burn violently, rushing towards the skies! Various Heavenly Dao Laws clashed, one after another, chaotically forming a maelstrom that no one dared to intervene in, only waiting for it to extinguish and dissolve on its own.

After accomplishing all this, Pan Gu gave Heaven and Earth Daoist standing in the void a glance, and chuckled, "Fellow Daoist, I entrust this Witch Tribe and this world to you!"

Far away in the East Sea, Li Qingming’s expression turned solemn; that sound of Dao seemed to bypass the Heaven and Earth Daoist, ringing directly within his own soul. Is this truly Pan Gu God?

Heaven and Earth Daoist bowed to Pan Gu, saying, "Rest assured, Fellow Daoist, I will heed your instructions and take good care of the Witch Tribe and this world!"

Pan Gu smiled, handing a small turtle shell to Heaven and Earth Daoist, "This might be of some help to you!"

Heaven and Earth Daoist accepted the turtle shell, staring blankly at Pan Gu with his blood-red eyes.

"Hahaha..." Watching this world, Pan Gu suddenly burst into hearty laughter. Simultaneously, his form began to turn illusory, and the vast spiritual energy started to slowly dissipate into the surroundings.

Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sky, and countless purple thunders descended, the purple electric lights surged, and the torrential rain dissolved everything. The winds howled, using the rain to form a massive impact, and the thunder took the electric light, explosively freeing everything from shackles.

Finally, under the scouring of the storm, Pan Gu God completely dissipated. The Twelve Ancestor Witches, who had fallen into unconsciousness and drained of strength, along with twelve dimly lit black flags, fell from the sky.

Countless members of the Witch Tribe and Human Witches kneeled on the ground, wailing loudly, unsure if they were grieving over the complete disappearance of Pan Gu God or the total destruction of Wood Village, or perhaps both.

Heaven and Earth Daoist waved his Mana, caught the Twelve Ancestor Witches, and silently collected the twelve flags. Now, his mind was filled with nothing but shock. He had never expected that the Heavenly God Slaughter Array could evoke a true spirit of Pan Gu God. Perhaps when the Twelve Ancestor Witches have the strength of a Saint, together with The Three Pure Ones, they might resurrect Pan Gu God.

Shaking his head, he dismissed this absurd idea out of his mind, chuckling to himself, "Now, those lofty Saints and Great Powers must be turning the heavens upside down! Hehehe..."(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on Qidian (qidian.com), monthly ticket, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)