Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

The grayish-white sword light suddenly appeared.

Once it appeared, it became unique in the world.

The entire primordial world fell into absolute silence at this moment.

Time was frozen, space was frozen, order was wailing, and the laws were collapsing.

Everything has lost its original meaning.

The sword light moved slowly forward in an incomprehensible and indescribable way.

Its goal is to guide the sage who has gone completely mad in the heavens above!

this moment.

In the primordial world, countless powerful beings who peered into this place, whether ancient beings hidden in blessed lands or top experts walking in the world, all felt a tremor from the depths of their souls.

Scalp tingling!

Creepy!

It was a sense of powerlessness, a feeling of being utterly crushed on a life level, an instinctive fear when facing a natural enemy.

"This... what kind of power is this?"

"Swordsmanship? My God, is this also the power of swordsmanship? How can it be so terrifying?"

"It's terrifying! Just one glance was enough to make my very soul tremble and I can't calm down!"

"Hiss... Is a saint about to fall? Following Zhunti, another saint is going to die today?"

Countless horrified divine thoughts collided in the void, yet they could not utter a sound, because even the transmission of divine thoughts was infinitely slowed down and nearly stopped under the gray-white sword light.

They could only watch.

Watching that sword light, representing absolute end, step by step, traversing time and space, approaching Jieyin.

They could even clearly see that Jieyin's crazed and ferocious expression was gradually replaced by fear and despair under the sword light.

He wanted to move, to escape, to scream.

But he couldn't do anything.

Before this sword, there is no difference between a saint and an ant.

The shadow of death loomed over us with unprecedented clarity.

……

Zixiao Palace.

Chaotic energy surged, and Daoist runes rose and fell.

This is a sacred place that transcends time and space, existing independently of the primordial world.

Yet at this moment, the atmosphere in this eternally tranquil place was extremely heavy.

Lao Tzu and Yuanshi Tianzun appeared in the palace in a disheveled state, their faces still showing lingering fear.

Two figures sat upright before them.

The Dao, profound and mysterious, the gateway to all wonders, is none other than the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

The other one, with an ancient and weathered aura, was surrounded by the scene of the creation of chaos. He was the Chaos Demon God, the Chaos Ancestor, who lived in the same era as Hongjun.

At this moment, the two supreme beings standing at the pinnacle of the primordial world were also gazing at the scene unfolding in the primordial world.

Previously, he had been furious and went berserk in a moment of rage.

Even Hongjun and the Chaos Ancestor couldn't stop him in time.

At that moment, the astonishing scene above Jin'ao Island was clearly reflected in their eyes.

That grayish-white sword light even made the Chaos Ancestor, who had witnessed countless life and death and cultivated for countless ages, feel a slight tremor in his heart.

"What a terrifying sword strike..."

"This sword contains a power that I have never seen before."

The voice of the Chaos Ancestor carried a hint of solemnity.

Laozi and Yuanshi, who were standing to the side, were terrified the moment they saw the gray-white sword light, and their faces turned completely bloodless!

"That's it!"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable cried out in alarm, his voice trembling.

"That's the aura!"

Lao Tzu's Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda bobbed uneasily behind him. He stared intently at the sword light and said with difficulty:

"Master! Junior Brother Zhunti... Junior Brother Zhunti perished under this aura!"

This statement came out.

The entire Zixiao Palace fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

The Chaos Ancestor suddenly turned his head and looked at Laozi and the other person.

Sitting upright at the head of the table, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who had always been calm and composed, showed a slight, almost imperceptible stiffness in his unchanging body at this moment.

Previously, Zhunti was beheaded, and the secrets of heaven were in chaos. Even he only knew that it was related to Gu Changqing, but he could not see the specific process.

At this moment, I witnessed this sword light with my own eyes and heard Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi confirm it.

Everything is clear now.

That one sword strike killed Zhunti!

This very sword strike is meant to slay Jieyin!

An indescribable emotion exploded in Hongjun's heart.

It was fury, it was horror, and even more so, a hint of... fear that he himself was unwilling to admit.

No time to think too much!

There was simply no time to think!

The gray-white sword light was about to touch the body of the guiding saint.

Hongjun moved.

He did not get up, but remained seated on the cloud bed.

He simply raised his hand, a hand that seemed to control the entire primordial universe.

Then, facing the void, he lightly flicked his sleeves.

"Edict!"

One word.

A word whose words carry the weight of law and command the heavens and earth.

As soon as this word was uttered, the entire primordial world suddenly began to violently tremble!

Rumble!

The heavens and earth trembled once again!

The commotion caused by the previous self-destruction of the saint's essence was already terrifying enough.

But compared to this moment, it's like the difference between a firefly and the bright moon!

Vast and boundless, ineffable and immeasurable power surged forth from the heavens above, from the netherworld below, from the four seas and eight wastelands, and from every corner of the primordial world!

That is the power of Heaven!

That is the power of the very origin of the entire primordial world!

Under Hongjun's will, the power of the entire world was mobilized!

Countless chains of divine laws appeared out of thin air, intertwining, twisting, and recombining wildly!

At this moment, space transformed into a lump of clay that could be kneaded at will, and the river of time stirred up an unprecedented monstrous wave!

This power was not meant to counter the grayish-white sword light.

On the contrary, Hongjun's actions were solely to save Jieyin.

There is no other reason!

At this moment, Hongjun's heart was also filled with apprehension.

What methods did Gu Changqing use?!

Or rather, why was his sword able to directly break through the blockade of the Heavenly Dao void and shatter the Saint's Dao Fruit?

Before understanding Gu Changqing's methods, even someone as powerful as Hongjun was unwilling to fight him.

......

Now, let's talk about the other side!

Between heaven and earth, the faint yet chilling sword intent grew ever stronger and more vast.

The sword light was vast and boundless, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

Under such a terrifying aura, even Jieyin, whose face was originally contorted and completely insane, couldn't help but freeze for a moment.

Under the immense terror of death, Jieyin seemed to finally regain some of his sanity.

It was at this time.

Rumble!

Between heaven and earth, an endless, surging aura suddenly rose up and swept across the land like a tidal wave.

To all beings, it appears as if a great banner is waving in the heavens, displaying immense power and influence.

The next moment, that aura instantly enveloped Jieyin.

Before anyone could react, his figure vanished instantly, never to be seen again.

And looking at this scene.

On Jin'ao Island, Gu Changqing's drunkenness seemed to intensify.