Taihong Daozun rammed backward, and Nuwa felt as if a chaotic world was crashing into her. She was shocked and quickly retreated, using the Mountain and River Map to block in front of her.
With a loud bang.
Taihong Daozun was the first to crash into the Mountain and River Map.
The Mountain and River Map immediately dimmed, and Taihong Daozun took the opportunity to break through the map's obstruction and appear in front of Nuwa.
With a loud bang, Nuwa was struck squarely and sent flying backward involuntarily. In an instant, her figure disappeared into the depths of chaos.
With just one move, he sent the goddess Nuwa flying.
Seeing this, the saints became extremely vigilant and once again joined forces to attack Taihong Daozun.
At this moment, Daoist Taihong pushed up his hair bun, and a cloud of auspiciousness appeared on his head. A primordial treasure tree, shrouded in purple mist, stood on the cloud, its branches and leaves swaying and radiating boundless purple light.
Other spiritual roots have plump fruits hanging from their branches.
What hangs on this tree is quite peculiar; they are worlds of different sizes.
However, the spiritual energy within these worlds had clearly been completely devoured by Daoist Taihong, leaving no living beings in the world, exuding a profound stillness...
Upon seeing this, all the saints were shocked. Just how many worlds' creative essence had this Dao Venerable devoured?
If the primordial world were to fall into the hands of this Daoist master in the future, would it also turn out like this?!
In an instant, their determination to resist became even stronger.
It must be understood that the Primordial World and the Heavenly Dao are the foundation of their existence. Before they have transcended, destroying the Primordial World and the Heavenly Dao would be tantamount to cutting off their future path.
It would be strange if the sages didn't fight Taihong Daozun to the death!
Under the fierce attack of the saints, Daoist Taihong simply stood with the Primordial Tree on his head and waved a whisk in his hand, creating streaks of purple energy.
Each move appears quite ordinary, without any extraordinary power, but in reality, the moves carry the power of the Primordial Dao, which cannot be countered by the power of the Heavenly Dao of the Sages.
It wasn't that he lacked powerful divine abilities and techniques; it was simply that even a simple clash of the Great Dao was enough to suppress the saints to the point of being unable to raise their heads.
Sure enough, after more than ten rounds of fighting, the attacks of the saints not only couldn't get close to him, but even a slight counterattack from him could cause the saints to be caught off guard and flustered...
Just as everyone was struggling to hold on, Daoist Taihong suddenly flicked his whisk, releasing several streams of purple energy.
These purple energies contained boundless power of the Primordial Dao, resembling purple dragons winding their way towards the saints.
Seeing the purple aura surging towards him, Hu Le knew that he would be unable to withstand it with just the bamboo staff in his hand. So he raised his hand and pointed, and the Chaos Bell suddenly flew from the side and crashed into the purple aura.
Taking advantage of the brief moment he blocked the purple aura, he quickly stepped to the side, avoiding it.
The other saints also dodged, but taking advantage of their evasion, Taihong Daozun suddenly flashed and appeared in front of Zhunti Daoist. He flicked his whisk and swept it straight at Zhunti Daoist.
As Zhunti retreated, he raised the Azure Lotus Banner, emitting auspicious rays of light in an attempt to block the falling whisk.
However, the power of the Primordial Dao contained in the whisk was extremely dense, and in an instant, it swept the Azure Lotus Banner from the hands of Daoist Zhunti.
With another flick of his whisk, Daoist Taihong sent Daoist Zhunti flying.
As Zhunti Daoist continued to retreat, the chaos behind him exploded with a rumble, transforming into patches of earth, fire, water, and wind.
With just this one blow, Daoist Zhunti, like the goddess Nuwa, suffered a severe injury and was unable to fight any longer...
At this moment, Daoist Taihong swayed and rushed to the side of the Guide Daoist.
The Guide Daoist was not skilled in combat, and even though he was standing on a twelfth-grade golden lotus of merit, he had no confidence whatsoever in being able to withstand the attacks of such a Daoist master.
After only a few exchanges, the auspicious light of merit surrounding him was extinguished by Daoist Taihong's whisk, and he himself was banished into the depths of chaos and disappeared...
Only then did Pangu Sanqing and Hu Le finally surround Taihong Daozun again.
Seeing that his side had suddenly lost three combatants, Hongjun Daoist could not hold back any longer and joined the attack with a bamboo staff.
However, his joining the battle did not significantly improve the situation.
Although his cultivation was above that of the saints, he ultimately had not attained the Dao, and was far inferior to Daoist Taihong...
The four Pangus, along with Hongjun Daoist, launched a fierce attack on Taihong Daoist, tumbling and rolling in the chaos as they fought fiercely.
The surrounding chaotic energy flow continuously shattered, evolving into earth, fire, water, and wind. In the next instant, before the earth, fire, water, and wind could rage, another wave of energy surged in and annihilated the earth, fire, water, and wind, and everything returned to chaos once more...
The group then exchanged blows for another dozen or so rounds.
Tongtian Daoren suddenly groaned, clutched his chest, and flew backward, withdrawing from the battle.
Before he could regain his footing, Yuanshi Tianzun also spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back more than ten steps.
In this way, only three saints remained to besiege Hongtai Daozun.
Hongjun Daoist, relying on his profound cultivation, did his best to support him.
Meanwhile, Laozi and Hu Le used the power of the supreme treasure to entangle with Hongtai Daozun.
Especially Hu Le, whose head was now shrouded in auspicious clouds, with streams of mysterious yellow energy hanging down. Above that cloud of merit and auspiciousness hung a chaotic bell, which cascaded down like a waterfall of chaotic energy as it rotated.
The chaotic energy and the primordial energy, one inside and one outside, completely protected him.
A magnificent pagoda of profound yellow and black stands atop Laozi's head, while a white jade and golden bridge hangs beneath his feet. He is surrounded by a mysterious yellow aura, and his five-colored radiance lingers, placing him in an invincible position.
Above the head of the Hongjun Ancestor hung a Creation Jade Disc, where the power of the Heavenly Dao gathered and transformed into streams of Creation Qi that fell down, protecting him completely from wind and rain.
The four fought for a while longer, and Hongtai Daozun, seeing that he still couldn't defeat them, was somewhat embarrassed.
After all, with his near-transcendent strength, he still couldn't defeat a few Hunyuan cultivators who hadn't yet reached the Dao Integration Realm. If word got out, he'd probably be laughed at by all his fellow cultivators.
It's just that these three guys are carrying valuable treasures. If he doesn't use some of his true supernatural powers, he probably won't be able to take them down.
Thinking of this, he straightened his expression, waved his whisk and swept it left and right, forcing Hu Le and the others back half a step. At the same time, his mind turned, and the Primordial Treasure Tree above his head suddenly swayed, and a world fell from its branches.
He opened his left hand, cradling this entire world in his palm as if holding a supreme treasure, and slowly offered it to the nearest Hongjun Daoist...
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