Honghuang: Creation of the Green Lotus, the beginning of the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 47: Chen Xuan and Hongjun's First Battle

Chen Xuan's sudden appearance inevitably reduced the pressure on Sanqing and others, and a smile of surviving a disaster appeared on their faces.

Tongtian even said directly: "Master, you are finally back. If you hadn't come back, this disciple would have been bullied to death by Hongjun."

At this moment, Tongtian was like a bullied primary school student who had just met his parents. His face was full of grievance.

This inevitably made Chen Xuan speechless. He thought to himself, "You were just shouting for war and killing. How come you became a weakling in the blink of an eye?"

At this moment, tears were already streaming down Hou Tu's face. She came directly to Chen Xuan and spoke.

"Master, this Hongjun is bullying me because he relies on his high level of cultivation. Master, I must vent my anger on your behalf. Catch Hongjun and let me kick him a few times."

At this moment, Sanqing and the others no longer had the heroic spirit they had just shown in confronting Hongjun. Each of them was like a bullied child, complaining to Chen Xuan in various ways.

Hongjun couldn't stand it any longer, so he snorted coldly and said, "Fellow Daoist Qinglian, you are also a person who knows the destiny. You should know the fate of the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa."

"They are saints appointed by Heaven, destined to rule the prehistoric world on behalf of me and Heaven. Yet you secretly accepted them as your disciples. Aren't you afraid of Heaven's punishment?"

Seeing Hongjun's condescending look, Chen Xuan couldn't help but sneer, "A saint appointed by heaven? How come I've never heard of it?"

"I only know that the Three Pure Ones are the incarnations of Pangu's primordial spirit. Since they took on human form, they possessed the merits of creating the universe. Their future achievements will surely begin with the level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian."

"Since it is destined that they will become Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian in the future, why would they sell themselves out to the Heavenly Dao and cultivate your Three Corpse Saint?"

When Chen Xuan said this, Hongjun didn't know how to respond for a moment. After all, he wanted to accept Sanqing and Nuwa as his disciples, to put it bluntly, for the sake of luck.

The Three Pure Ones have the merit of creating the universe, and as long as you become his disciple, it is equivalent to strengthening his Xuanmen.

In the future, Nuwa will even mold clay to create humans, creating the true master of the prehistoric world. This destiny is no less than the merits of the Three Pure Ones in creating the universe.

Only by taking Nuwa as a disciple can the human race created by Nuwa in the future be provided with a constant supply of luck.

That's why Hongjun was so shameless. After the other person clearly expressed that he didn't want to be his disciple, he actually did such a thing as forcing him to become his disciple.

But the fact is the fact, whether Hongjun admits it or not is another matter. Even if Chen Xuan makes him speechless, he will never admit his filthiness.

He snorted coldly and said, "Since Fellow Daoist Qinglian wants to go against the will of Heaven, then I will have no choice but to punish you on behalf of Heaven."

As he spoke, Hongjun pointed directly into the void. The originally clear sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, and a huge eye of heavenly punishment also appeared in the air.

Seeing the blood-red Eye of Heavenly Punishment, Chen Xuan couldn't help but sneer, "When I transformed, the Eye of Heavenly Punishment was purple."

"Even the purple Eye of Punishment couldn't stop me from successfully transforming. What can your mere red Eye of Punishment do to me?"

As he spoke, the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Tower appeared above Chen Xuan's head. In his hand, he even picked up the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler.

Instantly, a mysterious and yellow energy surged into the sky. Along with 20% of the merits of the Creation of Heaven, a huge golden wheel of merit formed directly behind Chen Xuan.

Looking at Chen Xuan again at this moment, he was standing on the thirty-sixth-grade Azure Lotus of Creation, holding the thirty-sixth-section Hongmeng Heaven-Measure Ruler in his hand, and above his head was the thirty-six-story Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda. Behind him, the Golden Wheel of Merit, transformed from the merits of the Creation of Heaven, emitted bursts of golden light, protecting Chen Xuan.

Seeing the golden wheel of merit behind Chen Xuan, even Hongjun couldn't help but feel a little envious. After all, compared with the auspicious clouds of the heavens above his head, it was several levels higher.

At that moment, Hongjun had taken out the Heavenly Dao Whisk and swept it directly towards Chen Xuan.

The Heavenly Dao Whisk contains the Heavenly Dao rules. Even a saint is powerless to resist it.

Furthermore, with the help of the Heavenly Punishment Thunder, Chen Xuan would not be able to block this attack. By then, Chen Xuan would definitely be killed.

At that time, not only could he take the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa away, but he could also obtain the many spiritual treasures in Chen Xuan's hands, especially the thirty-sixth-grade Creation Green Lotus and the Merit Golden Wheel.

Hongjun held the Heavenly Dao Whisk in his hand. Every strand of the whisk contained endless power of rules. With a slight wave, he caused the void to tremble.

At this moment, the Eye of Heavenly Punishment slowly opened in the sky, and the divine thunder of heavenly punishment roared down like a dragon. Every bolt of lightning flashed with the light of destruction, tearing the surrounding space into pieces and releasing a heart-pounding breath of destruction.

Chen Xuan was under the lightning of heavenly punishment, but he showed no fear. Above his head, the exquisite Tiandi Xuanhuang Pagoda flowed with an ancient and mysterious light, as if it could resist any attack from the world.

He held the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler tightly in his hand, and the power of merit flowed on the ruler, emitting a faint golden light. Every strike contained the ultimate truth of heaven and earth.

He stepped on the thirty-sixth-grade Azure Lotus of Creation, the petals swaying gently, as if he could shatter the void and step into eternity. The Golden Wheel of Merit behind him slowly turned, each revolution releasing an endless sacred aura, protecting him impenetrably.

The two men engaged in a life-and-death battle between heaven and earth, and every move and every style was enough to shake the earth.

Hongjun's Tiandao Whisk and Chen Xuan's Hongmeng Measuring Ruler collided in the air, bursting out with brilliant light, dyeing the surrounding space into a mixture of gold and black.

The divine thunder of heavenly punishment continued to fall, but was blocked one by one by the Linglong Tower of Heaven and Earth, making a deafening roar.

The battle became more and more intense, and the two figures shuttled through the lightning and golden light, as if two eternal flames were burning.

In the end, the battle reached chaos, where there was no heaven or earth, no rules, only endless nothingness and darkness.

Hongjun's auspicious clouds of the heavens appeared particularly dazzling in the chaos, but in this boundless darkness, it also seemed small and helpless.

At this moment, Chen Xuan suddenly exerted force, and the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Tower burst into unprecedented light, like a rising sun, illuminating the entire chaos.

The tower expanded rapidly, pressing down on Hongjun like a mountain. Hongjun was horrified and tried to dodge, but it was too late.

With a loud bang, the auspicious clouds of the heavens were instantly broken, revealing Hongjun's figure. Immediately afterwards, Chen Xuan, holding the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler, struck Hongjun's back fiercely like a divine judge.

The power of virtue on the ruler condensed into a golden beam of light, which instantly penetrated Hongjun's body. Hongjun felt a sharp pain and spurted out a mouthful of golden saint's blood.

The golden blood of the saint turned into golden light in the chaos, and in the blink of an eye it was submerged by the chaotic gale, turning it into nothingness.

(End of this chapter)