Hu Le naturally didn't want the immortal light to hit him, so as he retreated, he grabbed the Xuanhuang Diagram and used it to block in front of him. The Xuanhuang Diagram immediately shot out a beam of Xuanhuang divine light, which collided head-on with the immortal light.
With a loud bang.
The Xuanhuang Divine Light collapsed first. When it was hit by the immortal light, the Xuanhuang Diagram in Hu Le's hand trembled violently and almost flew out of his hand.
Hu Le frowned, shook the Xuanhuang Diagram three times, and finally dispelled the celestial light.
At the same time, with a thought, the Primordial Bell suspended in the sky flew out and spun towards the Space Taoist.
With a flick of his whisk, the Taoist priest sent a beam of immortal light that had been surrounding him to shoot towards the Primordial Bell.
With a clang.
The Hongmeng Bell paused for a moment when struck by the immortal light. Although it quickly scattered the immortal light, the momentum of the impact was completely neutralized.
Seeing this, Hu Le had an idea and retrieved the Hongmeng Bell.
Considering that this Taoist from the Space had not used many supernatural powers from beginning to end, while he had already summoned the Primordial Bell and the Xuanhuang Diagram, he still could not gain the upper hand.
Therefore, it is clear that with his current strength, even if the opponent only sends out one of his transcendent avatars, he would probably have difficulty defeating him.
On second thought, he realized that he had already obtained the Primordial Spirit Imprint and had also unexpectedly acquired a Primordial Treasure. What was the point of staying here and getting entangled with the Space Daoist?
Even if we defeat this avatar, what then?
In case we anger the Space Taoist and attract his true form.
No matter how confident Hu Le was, he didn't think that he was a match for others just because he had a Primordial Treasure.
After all, this is not just a matter of being at a different level.
The real gap between him and that Space Daoist is probably even greater than the gap between a Great Luo Daoist and a Primordial Saint.
Once he encountered the real deal, he was no match for him...
Since there's no benefit to it, why should he risk his life against such an immensely powerful figure?
Thinking of this, Hu Le immediately stopped arguing. He exchanged a few more blows with the Space Taoist, then feinted and turned to leave, flying towards the depths of chaos.
Seeing this, the Space Taoist naturally wouldn't let Hu Le leave so easily.
After all, he was a master of a universe, a powerful being at the Creation Realm. Even if he only sent out an avatar, if a Daoist at the Integration Realm escaped so easily, it would be a laughing stock among his fellow Daoists...
Hu Le, with the Hongmeng Bell on his head and primordial purple energy surging around him, flew silently through the chaos.
The Taoist priest in space, carrying a whisk, followed closely behind.
Having flown a distance, the Space Taoist's flying technique was still superior to Hu Le's, and he caught up with Hu Le in the blink of an eye.
The two tumbled and rolled in the chaos, breaking and reforming countless miles of chaos, entangled for a long time, before Hu Le found another opportunity to slip away.
The Space Taoist was still hot on their heels.
After a long chase, Hu Le still couldn't escape and was caught up by the Space Taoist again, and the two engaged in another great battle.
For a moment, a beam of immortal light and a beam of primordial purple energy enveloped two figures, colliding and separating repeatedly, occasionally scattering streaks of profound yellow divine light.
As the two continued their entanglement, they tumbled and rolled all the way into the depths of chaos.
One of these two was a transcendent saint, surrounded by celestial light, unbreakable by any magic. With each flick of his whisk, he contained the boundless power of the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos.
As for Hu Le, he was equally extraordinary. With the Hongmeng Bell above his head, boundless primordial purple energy hung down. As long as the Hongmeng Bell did not fall, he was in an invincible position.
A bamboo staff was swung left and right, up and down, each move imbued with the power of the Great Dao.
With every gesture of the two, the surrounding primordial chaos shattered and collapsed. Before the earth, fire, water, and wind could evolve into purity or turbidity, they were instantly destroyed and returned to nothingness.
And so, the two continued their struggle as they rapidly swam deeper into the chaos. Soon after, a bright light suddenly shone from the depths of the chaos.
That was a world enveloped in a mysterious, yellow membrane.
This world is about the same size as the primordial wilderness, but in terms of the time of its creation, it lags far behind the primordial wilderness.
This world has only been created for a short time. Although there are many innate deities under the heavens and earth, none have yet attained the Dao of Hunyuan.
The highest-ranking cultivator in this realm is a Primordial Saint of the Great Divine Power realm, named Yuan Yang Dao Zu.
At this moment, he was high in the sky, under the illumination of the sun, moon and stars, preaching to all the cultivators of this world.
He sat atop a nine-petaled blue lotus, his body radiating with Daoist energy, surrounded by the light of the sun, moon, and stars, making him appear both celestial and saintly, ethereal and extraordinary.
Below him sat thousands of innate deities, all listening quietly to the sermon, some with expressions of rapt attention on their faces.
The first row was occupied by three immortals, one tall, one short, and one fat.
The tallest was about sixteen feet tall, surrounded by celestial light, with auspicious light surging behind his head, and a solemn and majestic appearance.
Even the shortest among them was seven feet tall, with auspicious light flowing behind him. He had a cold and stern face, narrow eyebrows and eyes, and thin lips, which made him appear rather mean.
As for the fat man, he was covered in fat and looked like a mountain of flesh when he sat on the futon. However, he had gentle eyes and a compassionate expression on his face.
These three are respectively named Taichu, Wushi, and Miaoxuan.
They were all direct disciples of the Primordial Yang Dao Ancestor...
Just as Yuan Yang Dao Zu was speaking at a profound point, his Daoist voice suddenly stopped. He looked up sharply towards the heavens, his face suddenly filled with sorrow, and tears streamed down his face.
The listeners were greatly shocked and bewildered.
The eldest disciple, Taichu, quickly stood up and asked, "Master, why are you so sad?"
"Alas! Our lives are about to end today!" Although Yuan Yang Daozu stopped crying, the sorrow on his face became even more intense.
All the immortals and gods were skeptical upon hearing this.
Wu Shi hurriedly asked, "Teacher, why did it come to this?"
Yuan Yang Daozu sighed, but offered no further explanation, and looked up at the heavens.
The gods and immortals also looked towards the heavens in the direction he was gazing.
The next instant, two dazzling lights suddenly appeared at the end of everyone's sight.
One of them appeared as clear as clouds and water, yet it faintly shimmered with seven colors.
The other one was filled with purple mist, occasionally emitting a burst of mysterious yellow light.
The two beams of light kept clashing and intertwining, rapidly approaching their area.
Upon seeing these two beams of divine light, the hearts of all the immortals and gods skipped a beat, and a sense of crisis suddenly arose in their hearts.
In an instant, they clearly sensed the location of the Heavenly Dao of this realm.
It turns out that the Heavenly Dao also sensed the impending doom of the world and proactively bestowed its power upon these immortals and gods of this realm, hoping that they could use this power to save this world...
The Way of Heaven is vast and mysterious; it was what they had been searching for in the past, and now it appeared in his body without any warning.
Unfortunately, there was no joy on their faces; instead, their hearts were filled with even greater sorrow…
This sense of crisis was accompanied by a message from the heavens: a great enemy from beyond the heavens is attacking, and the world is about to face annihilation...
They now prefer that the Heavenly Dao remains as lofty and untouchable as ever, rather than receiving this kind of information...
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