Chapter 279: War (I)

The divine light around her was as if torn apart by invisible giant hands, with large pieces forcibly peeled off and thrown into the bottomless abyss of chaos.

Feng Tianning groaned, a strand of golden divine blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his body was uncontrollably pulled by the overwhelming force and slid towards Pangu.

Pangu's figure loomed in the main seat, with an indifferent look of control over everything:

"It's over, Nuwa. Your body, your divine power, and the sacrifices outside... I accept them. The new era will be dominated by chaos."

A flame of determination and indomitable spirit flashed in Feng Tianning's eyes. She couldn't give up just like that.

Not only for himself, but also for the eleven groups outside the hall who were being eroded by Pangu's power.

She had to… had to break free.

She had just brought Pei Duyan out of the Shanhe Sheji Tu and left him outside. She wanted to protect his safety and prevent him from taking risks with her, but she didn't expect that this would harm them instead.

Pangu's sinister calculation is to use the "mark" in Pei Duyan's body as a channel to infiltrate the deadly power of chaos into his companions guarding outside.

The struggles, fears, and even strength of each of them are becoming sacrifices to nourish Pangu, the ancient ferocious beast.

She must... must break free from the terrifying suction of this chaotic abyss.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch the edge of the chaos that swallowed all light, sound, and space, even the clear divine light of the Hongmeng Holy Sword was about to be completely swallowed up. She could even feel the coldness and deathly silence in the origin of the chaos that was enough to erase the godhead.

Outside the palace, something strange happened suddenly.

A fierce roar filled with boundless anger and majesty, like the first thunderclap since the creation of the world, penetrated the barrier of the heavy palace door, ignored the distortion of space and energy, and exploded throughout the entire hall:

"Pangu! How dare you touch her?!"

Pangu's indifferent expression, which seemed to be in control of everything, froze in an instant, turning into a look of incredible surprise.

He turned his head sharply, his gaze seemingly piercing the temple door, towards the source of the voice. The voice carried the aura of another creator deity, though still immature and imperfect from reincarnation, but he would never mistake it.

"Fu...Xi?!" Pangu's voice fluctuated violently for the first time, tinged with a hint of shock and anger. "How could you break free from my Chaos Mark? Impossible!"

It is this moment of distraction!

Feng Tianning felt that the overwhelming chaotic suction force that was almost tearing her soul apart had a very slight and almost imperceptible loosening.

"Die."

The creation godhood belonging to Nuwa in Feng Tianning's body erupted with unprecedented intensity.

It was no longer just a confrontation, but turned into the most violent impact.

The Hongmeng divine light around her, which had been torn into pieces and was about to dissipate, was like being injected with a shot of cardiac stimulant, and suddenly shone brightly.

"Heaven and earth are the seal, the divine domain is forever suppressed! Break!"

She chanted the ancient incantation again, but this time she was no longer defending herself. Instead, she integrated the original power of the divine land beneath her feet with her own burst of creative power, transforming it into an invisible giant hammer.

This giant hammer was not a physical object, but it carried the power to suppress the universe. It smashed heavily and precisely into the center of chaos, which had been slightly delayed due to Pangu's distraction.

An unimaginable rumbling sound exploded in the hall, a hundred times more terrifying than any previous collision.

The violent energy turbulence was like a galaxy bursting its banks, pouring madly in all directions.

The ancient stone pillars supporting the hall could no longer bear the weight, and with a teeth-grinding groan, they broke and collapsed.

A huge gap was opened in the roof, revealing the sky outside, which was also changing and filled with chaotic aura.

Feng Tianning took advantage of the recoil force of this shocking blow and the brief disappearance of the suction force of the Chaos Return to the Abyss, and his body retreated rapidly like an arrow.

The Hongmeng Holy Sword plowed a deep groove in the ground, helping her to stabilize her body.

She was panting heavily, with golden divine blood continuously dripping from the corners of her mouth, and the divine light around her had dimmed a lot. It was obvious that the previous attack had cost her a huge price, but her eyes were brighter and sharper than ever, fixed on Pangu, who was also knocked back several steps by the shock wave of the explosion.

Pangu's face was terribly gloomy at this moment. He waved his hand to disperse the raging chaotic turbulence. His clothes looked a little messy, although he was not seriously injured.

But Feng Tianning broke free from the situation under his control, especially the appearance of Fuxi's aura, which completely disrupted his plan and made him feel unprecedented anger and... a hint of fear.

"Good... very good!" Pangu's voice was icy cold and filled with murderous intent.

"Nuwa, you actually managed to break free! And Fuxi... you lingering ghost! Do you think you can stop me like this?"

His eyes swept across the ruined and crumbling hall, and seemed to penetrate the wall, sensing the situation outside the hall. The corners of his mouth curled up into an even more cruel smile:

"Even if Fuxi breaks free, so what? He awakened too late! Besides... how long do you think those ants outside the palace can hold out?"

Outside the hall, when Feng Yangxi's voice resounded through the sky, the eleven groups guarding the entrance of the hall were experiencing unprecedented terror and torture.

The erosion launched by Pangu through the "mark" in Pei Duyan's body was more violent and vicious than imagined.

Shortly after Feng Tianning entered the hall, Qin Guan suddenly discovered that Pei Duyan's body was trembling slightly, his face quickly turned pale, veins bulged on his forehead, his eyes were sometimes clear, and sometimes fell into a terrible emptiness, as if countless chaotic whispers were roaring in his mind.

"Professor Pei, what's wrong with you?" Qin Guan held Pei Duyan's shoulders, but his touch was cold. He could even feel a cold and malicious energy trying to escape from Pei Duyan's body.

Pei Duyan held his head in pain, his voice hoarse.

"There are so many voices in my head... so chaotic... so noisy... something is... sucking... sucking my..."

He was unable to express himself clearly. He only felt that his consciousness was thrown into a boiling oil pan and pierced by countless cold needles. It seemed that another will was awakening in his body, fighting for control. That will was full of destruction and greed, exactly the same as Pangu's aura.

"He even forced a vegetative person to speak. How strong must Pangu's power be?" Xuan Gou Chen murmured.

What's even more terrifying is that this chaotic corrosive force from Pei Duyan's body is not just aimed at him. It is like an invisible plague, starting with Pei Duyan and spreading to everyone around him.

"careful!"

Fu Ruxuan, who was in charge of guarding the periphery, suddenly screamed. She felt a cold breath wrapping around her ankles along the ground, trying to erode her spiritual power, making her feel dizzy and numb in her hands and feet.

She immediately used her mental skills to resist, but the force was extremely stubborn, like a maggot on the tarsal bone.