The Primordial Beginning and the Supreme Being were almost scared out of their wits.

That's terrifying!

Chu Feng merely activated the Chaos Artifact Demon Refining Pot, and surprisingly, he refined the Dark Tathagata.

The wisp of black smoke drifting by emitted the divine thoughts of the Buddha.

All the saints were dumbfounded!

What kind of operation is this?

In the blink of an eye, he killed the Buddha?

Eleven Chaos Artifacts!

Although Chu Feng was only at the Quasi-Saint level, he could still unleash some of the power of the divine artifact.

The source of darkness, immortal and indestructible.

Moreover, the Dark Tathagata is a saint of the ninth level.

He is a top-ranking Great Sage in the Desolate Immortal Realm.

His strength is unfathomable; he is the supreme saint who suppressed the 100,000 Buddha kingdoms.

Even the most sages felt a chill run down their spines.

Patriarch Bodhi was terrified and dared not even look up at Chu Feng.

Nuwa, Fuxi, Maitreya, Randeng...

Their fear reached its peak instantly.

The tribulation of the sages is about to begin...

Chu Feng glanced at the two fleeing individuals, but did not pursue them.

He activated eleven Chaos Artifacts.

It directly drained the energy from the Holy Light Avenue.

There's no other way; if we let Yuanshi and Taishang get involved...

The entire situation will be completely tilted.

Although they have many sages on their side, they are like tigers with their teeth pulled out at this moment.

They don't have much combat power.

A critical moment, a blow to the head.

The best course of action would be to directly eliminate Buddha and force him to back down.

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't even dare to return to Yuxu Palace, and fled towards the Endless Chaos Bell.

I was terrified!

He doesn't even dare to look back at the Desolate Immortal Realm now.

Jade Void Palace, Celestial Venerable... none of it matters anymore.

Eleven Chaos Artifacts.

There is only one way to get up there.

die!

Moreover, Buddha has already set an example.

It turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared.

Even a fool could guess that guy had definitely gone back to the real paradise.

As for the task assigned by the Lord of Darkness.

No need for pity!

Anyway, he and the Supreme One had already decided that they would hide in the chaos and never come out again.

This calamity was simply beyond their ability to handle.

The fall of a sage is no small matter.

The desolate immortal realm is filled with sorrow.

A rain of blood fell from the sky.

Everyone was startled and looked towards the direction of the Greedy Wolf Immortal Realm.

The Western sacred mountain trembled.

One by one, the monks looked toward the golden lotus in the highest position.

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

......

The sound of chanting sutras rang out.

Guanyin, the Dragon Subduer, Kasyapa...

In the underworld, in the boundless sea of ​​darkness.

Ksitigarbha's hands trembled, and his eyes revealed endless fear.

"The Buddha is dead, will I be next?"

He served the Lord of Darkness alongside the Buddha.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva witnessed everything that happened in the Greedy Wolf Immortal Realm.

But he is quite obedient.

Without the Lord's command, they remained in the Dark Sea to the death.

It will not be exposed.

Steady as a rock.

But the death of Buddha shocked him immensely.

Right now, all he feels is fear.

Both Taishang and Yuanshi have fled.

They were all about the same level, and had no chance of defeating Chu Feng.

No one expected this.

Chu Feng killed a saint in such a short time.

It exceeded everyone's expectations.

...

In the midst of chaos.

The chess piece belonging to Buddha on the chessboard shattered and became useless.

Meanwhile, the two killing pieces belonging to Yuanshi and Taishang were faintly glowing.

It has completely lost its effectiveness.

"Fellow Daoist, do you still wish to struggle?"

Hongjun looked at Wang Mang with a victorious smile on his face and an air of arrogance.

Using one's fortune, spiritual attainment, and even life as stakes.

The two engaged in a chaotic game of chess.

Hongjun Laozu still won.

No matter how Wang Mang placed his pieces on the chessboard, he could never turn the tide.

It's just a futile struggle!

"Very well, I have lost this round!"

Wang Mang and Mu Guangzhong were filled with rage.

Chu Feng!

It was originally intended as a surprise for the Wild Immortal Realm.

I never imagined that in the end, the knife would be turned against me.

The grand plan for the Wanzai Era has come to naught and gone down the drain.

As the master of darkness, how could Wang Mang swallow this insult?

Hongjun looked at the other person, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He couldn't understand why Wang Mang said they had lost the game.

The two were gambling, and they had staked everything on it.

Including life.

In an instant, Hongjun had a vague premonition of something bad.

"A bet is a bet, fellow Daoist, you won't go back on your word, will you?"

Hongjun's slightly mocking voice rang out, his tone filled with sarcasm.

Wang Mang was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha—you won't admit it? I haven't gone that far. Since the game is over, I'll leave this clone's Dao Fruit to you!"

"What? You...you're a clone?"

Hongjun is numb.

The mastermind behind the desolate wilderness, the supreme overlord who surpassed the Saint Realm, the being who had been playing against him for thousands of years, was actually just an avatar?

He couldn't imagine it.

If the clone is so powerful, then what kind of being is the original?

"No...impossible!"

Hongjun murmured to himself, his body trembling violently.

Wang Mang glanced at him, his eyes filled with disdain.

"Who do you think you are? In my eyes, you're nothing but an ant-like plaything! Don't worry, we'll meet soon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Mang's body dissipated and merged into the chessboard.

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