Chapter 155: Before Ancient Times
The Demon Ancestor Rahu had a well-thought-out plan: once he completed the Floating Pagoda, even if he failed to attain enlightenment during the Great Calamity of Heaven and Earth, he could still use this treasure to control the power of death and thus achieve sainthood.
But who could have imagined that before he could even complete the Floating Pagoda, he would be defeated by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun? He was forced to flee the prehistoric world, hiding in a dark corner, silently observing the prehistoric world, waiting for an opportunity to make a comeback.
Now, the strength of the Witch and Demon races gave the Demon Ancestor Rahu hope for a comeback. Therefore, he entrusted the Floating Pagoda to the World Destroyer Daoist and others, sending them into the prehistoric world to sow discord between the Witch and Demon races.
Of course, he also had another purpose: to have the World Destroyer Daoist and others, while sowing discord between the Witch and Demon races, also kill some powerful figures, thus continuing the refinement of the Floating Pagoda.
During the battle between the six, the Daoist of Annihilation relied on the Floating Pagoda to seal off the surrounding spacetime, preventing outsiders from sensing the situation and thus preventing anyone from coming to his aid.
"Kill!"
As soon as the words fell, scenes of the death of all living beings, the fall of the heavens, and the annihilation of the Great Dao appeared on the Floating Pagoda… a series of terrifying and horrifying phenomena appeared one after another.
With a hiss, those terrifying phenomena quietly shattered, condensing into a beam of deathly light, carrying the aura of the annihilating Great Dao, shooting towards the direction of the attack.
"Tsk tsk!"
"Indeed, none of these Great Luo Golden Immortals are easy to deal with; each one is more secretive than the last!"
Seeing these Great Luo Golden Immortals revealing their trump cards one by one, Feng Zichen remarked with a sigh.
Not long ago, these Great Luo Golden Immortals were all like they'd been injected with chicken blood, incredibly fierce, each move aimed at killing their opponent, appearing to be going all out.
But now it seems they are all holding back, hiding their true strength deeply, clearly, deliberately concealing their abilities to deliver a devastating blow at the crucial moment!
Moreover, Feng Zichen suspects that the trump cards they are currently displaying may not be their ultimate trump cards.
Perhaps they are still hiding their true strength!
However, regardless of whether they are still hiding their true strength, Feng Zichen cannot hide anymore. Once the connection with the Primordial World is severed, they may not die, but he may not.
Even if he barely survives with the help of the Chaos Pearl and the Primordial Dao Bell, returning to the Primordial World will be difficult!
Taking a deep breath, Feng Zichen opened his mouth and swallowed the Chaos Pearl. Instantly, boundless chaotic energy surged from the Chaos Pearl, transforming into infinite magical power that poured into his body, causing his power to rise layer by layer.
"Go!"
With a roar, Feng Zichen channeled all his magical power, the five elements surging within him, rising from his body to form the Five Emperors Great Handprint, which he then unleashed forward.
This Five Emperors Great Handprint was different from usual; it was permeated with the aura of the Great Dao, a power distinct from the myriad Daos of the Primordial World, belonging to the Five Elements Great Dao.
Instead of the phantoms of the Five Elemental Beasts, five terrifying phantoms of demonic gods appeared on its body—the Five Elemental Demon Gods, representing the highest achievement of the Five Elemental Great Dao.
Feng Zichen replaced the Five Elemental Beasts with the Five Elemental Demon Gods, evolving new Five Elemental Emperors, reconstructing the Five Emperors' Great Handprint, drawing upon the power of the Great Dao from the darkness, sublimating it, and multiplying its power.
With a thunderous roar, beneath the Five Emperors' Great Handprint, the power of the five elements swirled endlessly, like a world-destroying millstone, seemingly intent on obliterating everything that existed in the past, future, and present.
These six supreme divine powers, each capable of destroying an entire world, are even more formidable when all six combine their attacks!
Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal would likely perish from such a sudden strike and fall into a deep slumber.
Under the bombardment of these six supreme divine powers, the vortex that the six had previously been unable to budge even slightly with their combined efforts now began to tremble violently.
Then, using the location of the six people's divine attacks as the origin, the vortex collapsed, becoming a state of "nothingness," spewing out all the power it had previously absorbed.
Feng Zichen and his companions were swept away by this force.
However, the power generated by the collapse of the vortex was too terrifying. Before Feng Zichen and his companions could find a path to the primordial world, the River of Time underwent a tremendous change under the impact of this terrifying power.
Rumble!
Towering waves surged across the River of Time, causing secrets hidden deep within time to gradually surface.
Deep within the River of Time, in an unknown era, a history forgotten for who knows how long, was swept up by the giant waves in this massive storm that stirred the River of Time, surging from the riverbed and revealing itself to everyone.
At the same time, a vast divine might suddenly approached, pressing down on everyone and casting a shadow over their hearts, making them feel powerless.
That was the power of Mount Buzhou. With such a great change occurring in the River of Time, Mount Buzhou naturally reacted immediately, unleashing its supreme divine power to suppress those who were disturbing the River of Time.
"That is…"
Seeing that unknown period of time, although the crowd was puzzled, they couldn't worry about that now. Like grasping at a lifeline, they rushed into that period of time. No matter how dangerous it was there, it couldn't be more dangerous than being suppressed by Mount Buzhou. They knew that if they were suppressed by Mount Buzhou, they would have no future.
Escape offered a glimmer of hope; staying meant certain death. The choice was obvious.
"Hmm? What happened to the River of Time?"
"What happened?"
"And who is shaking the River of Time?"
Such a commotion could no longer be concealed. In an instant, many powerful beings awoke from their seclusion and looked towards the River of Time.
However, after Feng Zichen and the others left, the power of Mount Buzhou crashed down, suppressing the River of Time and Space once more, erasing all traces. Naturally, the powerful beings couldn't find anything.
"Where is this?"
Hiding inside the Chaos Pearl, Feng Zichen passed through a spatial barrier and arrived in a mysterious world.
Here, the innate energy was incredibly dense, and the laws of order were clearly visible, but it was definitely not a sacred cultivation ground. Because, above the void, cracks were everywhere.
Every now and then, storms formed from chaotic energy swept through, annihilating everything—a terrifying sight.
The landscape was also incredibly peculiar, exuding an ancient and weathered aura. Even the mountains and rivers possessed an enduring ancient feel, presenting a wild and primitive atmosphere.
"The aura here is so ancient, even more ancient than the ancient times." After quietly sensing for a while, Feng Zichen discovered that this place was even older than the ancient times he remembered.
This was an era from a far more distant past.
(End of Chapter)