Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

In an instant, all the great beings existing in the world, no matter where they were or what they were doing, felt a sudden, involuntary stirring in their hearts.

All the struggles and schemes seem insignificant in the face of this opportunity to attain enlightenment.

Donghuang Taiyi paused slightly as his palm struck down, his eyes a mixture of burning fighting spirit and yearning for the Primordial Purple Qi.

Should we continue fighting the person before us, or should we seize the foundation for enlightenment, the key to primordial chaos?

Faced with this choice, Taiyi's answer was domineering and direct—

He wants them all!

"Boom-"

The Eastern Emperor Bell roared once more, distorting the primordial spacetime and reversing the yin and yang of all realms.

An indescribable red sun rose slowly from behind him, from the boiling chaotic sea, illuminating the eternal sky and reaching the origin of the Great Dao.

As the sun rises over the vast sky, it pours down billions of bushels of rosy light.

The boundless golden divine light seemed to fill the field of vision, drowning out the purple radiance brought by the newly born primordial purple energy.

In this dazzling light, the universe is peeling away, the heavens are receding, time and space are boiling, and the great Dao is retreating.

Taiyi actually intended to use his supreme power to reverse cause and effect, first achieving Hunyuan, and then seizing the Purple Qi.

"Taiyi, you have broken the rules."

In the desolate palace, under the bright moon, the Queen Mother of the West rested her chin on her hand, her gaze icy and cold.

Deep within the Netherworld Blood Sea, the Lord of the Styx suddenly rose and stepped out.

The endless sea of ​​blood churned and surged, creating towering waves, and the stench of blood and slaughter rose into the sky.

His gaze was icy, piercing through the endless heavens, locking onto Taiyi, and he said coldly, "If that's how you are, then don't blame the Ancestor for taking action and sending you back to the abyss!"

Inside the Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi remained silent, but the coldness between his brows and the heavy aura of the primordial earth veins he exuded spoke volumes about his attitude.

"Golden Mother, Styx, Zhen Yuanzi," Taiyi smiled arrogantly in the face of the pressure from the three beings of the same level, his voice calm: "Heh, they are all old friends, just make your move, why bother with your nonsense."

"Speaking nonsense?" The Queen Mother of the West raised an eyebrow, said no more, and pulled out a seemingly ordinary hairpin from her hair and tossed it away casually.

If it were when Taiyi first attained enlightenment, even if the three of them joined forces, they would not be his match. But now, Taiyi has been mired in countless calamities, and even if he were to return, he would still be half a step behind them.

Even the slightest difference between the two realms of Hunyuan is like the difference between clouds and mud, or heaven and earth.

As the hairpin left her hand, it instantly transformed into a silver divine light that cleaved through the boundless chaotic sea.

The divine light traveled at a speed that transcended the concept of time and space, hurtling straight toward Donghuang Taiyi, who stood tall between heaven and earth.

However, Donghuang Taiyi remained proud and fearless, and did not even turn around to resist.

On the summit of Mount Buzhou, beyond the universe, a similarly majestic figure, clad in imperial robes, had appeared at some unknown time.

Di Jun held a banner of immense size, with a red, black and gold border, covered with dense demonic script, containing the supreme authority to rule over all demons in the primordial world.

Demon-summoning banner!
The three—Golden Mother, Zhen Yuanzi, and Styx Ancestor—immediately understood, their pupils shrinking.

They realized that Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun were plotting to forcefully trigger the Great Tribulation of Humans and Demons.

But knowing this is one thing, but by then it's too late to stop it.

The demon-summoning banner moved without wind, fluttering and stirring up boundless storms that shook the heavens and swept across the starry river, colliding violently with the divine light of the silver hairpin thrown by the Queen Mother of the West.

In just a fraction of a second, the divine light of the hairpin, powerful enough to pierce through the universe, was shattered by the storm of demonic fortune stirred up by the demon-summoning banner, turning into countless crystalline specks of light that vanished into nothingness.

Di Jun held the Demon-Summoning Banner firmly in one hand, while slowly extending the other, with endless streams of light weaving between his fingers, as if plucking the strings of a zither.

He faced the boundless wilderness and gently pressed down.

"All members of the demon race shall come under my banner!"

"Om-!"

Above the sky, thunderclouds suddenly obscured the sun, and endless lightning gathered and roared like dragons and snakes. The air currents of heaven and earth converged wildly, and finally, a torrent of imperial liquid swept across the universe!
This imperial liquid was golden in color, like sweet dew or starlight, sprinkling across every corner of the primordial land and upon all the demon races.

The rumbling heavenly sound then shook the boundless chaos, as if billions of wild and ferocious beasts were roaring at the same time, rushing towards the ten directions of heaven and earth!

In this unseen realm, the demonic energy of all realms rumbled and trembled, like a slumbering behemoth awakening.

Countless demons, regardless of their cultivation level or race, experienced a surge of blood and a loosening of their cultivation bottlenecks the moment they came into contact with the Emperor's Elixir!
Lesser demons transform into human form, greater demons ascend to higher realms, and the aura of a demon king surges...

Endless demonic fortune, beliefs, and power, like rivers flowing into the sea, transcended time and space, frantically converging on the Demon-Summoning Banner in Di Jun's hand.

"Roar--!"

"Ow—!"

"Screech—!" In an instant, strange phenomena appeared all over the prehistoric world.

The true dragon soared through the nine heavens, stirring up the wind and clouds; the bull demon galloped across the earth, shaking the mountains; the roc demon spread its wings and flew, covering the sky and the sun; the tiger roared, shaking the heavens and the earth, and all beasts submitted... Countless demons roared and howled, their voices shaking the universe!

"Demon Emperor!"

"Demon Emperor!"

"Demon Emperor!"

The boundless beliefs of the demon race converged into a vast wave of sound, transcending time and space, echoing in the ears of Di Jun and Tai Yi, and empowering them!

Donghuang Taiyi's gaze was calm as he felt the overwhelming and almost inexhaustible fortune originating from the entire demon race. He let out a soft sigh, as if he had exhaled all the vicissitudes and silence of the ages: "In the past, when the great forces were in turmoil, I was still able to suppress all the heavens. But today, the Dao is in my hands. What can you do about it?"

As the demon race's fortune converged wildly, his aura began to rise steadily, faintly reaching the limit that this world could contain.

The boundless power, without needing to be deliberately activated, naturally poured out from every tiny part of his body like a surging celestial river, bursting forth with dazzling divine light!
He seemed to have transformed into the source of power, the rule-maker.

"What a supreme Heavenly Emperor! What an unparalleled Demon Emperor!"

A deafening, demonic sound shook the entire world, and a tide of blood-red light illuminated the three realms.

Seeing that the Queen Mother of the West's attack was blocked and that Taiyi's cultivation had surged with the blessing of his luck, the Styx Lord could no longer restrain himself!
Beneath the endless hell, in the netherworld, the vast and boundless sea of ​​blood suddenly surged upwards.

Like a terrifying waterfall composed of billions of rivers of filth, slaughter, and hatred, it flows upstream, breaking through the shackles of the netherworld and pouring straight into the heavens.

Wherever the sea of ​​blood passed, space was eroded, spiritual energy was polluted, and all things withered.

"Qiang! Qiang!"

Yuan Tu and A Bi were instantly drawn from their sheaths, the two swords soaring into the air, ringing out spontaneously without anyone holding them.

Amidst the clang of swords, the endless sea of ​​blood that seemed to surge back from the heavens surged with towering waves, and immeasurable killing intent instantly pierced through the heavens, locking onto Donghuang Taiyi.

The killing intent was so intense and pure that anyone, regardless of their cultivation level, even if they only observed it with their divine sense, would feel their mind and body tremble violently, their primordial spirit sway, as if they were about to be annihilated from their primordial spirit to their physical body by that incomparably sharp and malevolent aura.

"Well done!"

Taiyi laughed, and facing the Styx Master's furious attack, he straightened his spine, like a mountain supporting the sky, and simply flipped his palm down.

In the palm of his hand, the indescribable red sun representing his Dao fruit suddenly magnified, and the endless Great Sun True Fire and Imperial Dao Divine Light condensed to the extreme, fiercely meeting the Yuan Tu and Abi twin swords that were tearing the universe apart, as well as the raging sea of ​​blood behind them.

The Great Sun clashed violently with the Black and White Twin Swords!
Rumbling--

Light and blood intertwined, laws and malevolent energy clashed.

Layer upon layer of shockwaves exploded, destroying and obliterating everything, like countless suns thrown into a chaotic sea.

An endless, terrifying hurricane swept across countless dimensions of time and space, reducing countless nearby galaxies and worlds to nothingness in its aftershocks.

The next moment, at the center of the collision, everything was destroyed, time and space disappeared, and it seemed to return to the singularity before the creation of heaven and earth, without light or darkness, without yin or yang.

Only the purest power is annihilating and roaring.

On the chaotic sea, Donghuang Taiyi withdrew his palm, his wide black robe fluttering in the wind, and his black hair cascading down like a waterfall.

The two swords flew backward and landed back beside the Styx Ancestor, who merely watched coldly and showed no intention of making another move.

"The Eastern Emperor is mighty; this humble Daoist has also come to join in the fun." Zhen Yuanzi spoke slowly, his face devoid of joy or sorrow.

Donghuang Taiyi felt the sky suddenly darken, and a sleeve covered the sky and the sun, enveloping time and space, suppressing the four poles. All changes in time and space, and all the flow of the universe were suppressed by his palm.

In an instant, the sleeve transformed into something infinitely large, as if all time and space were encompassed within this sleeve, and all the great principles were wrapped in this sleeve, including him.

This is Zhen Yuanzi's divine power of enlightenment: the universe within his sleeve.

Within it, endless chaotic light emanated, and countless Dao runes flowed. Taiyi, standing within it, saw divine light flowing, the Dao roaring, and the vast starry sky trembling incessantly.

With the earth, fire, wind, and water changing, and the five elements and yin and yang flowing, Zhen Yuanzi actually wanted to forcibly refine Taiyi, but Taiyi himself didn't care much about it.

The word "momentum" implies that one should exert one's full strength at the first attempt, but this strength will diminish at the second and eventually be exhausted at the third.

The Queen Mother of the West intervened to break his momentum upon his birth, the Styx Ancestor used the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords to break his momentum of combining with the demon race's fortune, and Zhen Yuanzi used the Qiankun in his sleeve to capture him. It can be said that he lost the three major advantages of timing, location, and popular support. Now, there will probably be another person to take back his momentum.

He was very curious about who could be favored by the Golden Mother, Styx, and Zhen Yuanzi at the same time. Could it be another old friend?
Just then, a detached voice suddenly rang in his ears, causing his pupils, which were burning with golden flames, to shrink abruptly.

"How dare you be distracted when you're fighting me?"

Behind him, Russell, wielding the Dragon Slayer Sword and draped in the iron laws of the Qin Dynasty, had silently appeared, tearing through the turbulent energy currents.

An endless, terrifying aura surged from his body and from the Dragon-Slaying Sword, towering into the sky like a vast, boundless cloud of smoke, filling the entire universe and temporarily forcing back the radiant light of the sun.

Without any unnecessary movements, Russell gripped his sword with both hands and brought it down in a single strike. (End of Chapter)