Chapter 32 Destiny is in My Hands
"Unworthy of being called a son?" Compared to the subtle yet deadly insults of later scholars, which could leave one feeling utterly humiliated and wishing for suicide, Rahu's skill in cursing was rather lacking.
Chang Hao chuckled, letting it go in one ear and out the other, completely unaffected.
Luo Hou stabilized the speed of the Demon Realm's collapse and turned back to attack Chang Hao's location with all his might. Chang Hao was clearly only a Quasi-Saint, and a Quasi-Saint whose foundation was unstable and who had relied on merit to get to the top. He showed no signs of proving the Dao. He could have knocked Chang Hao down in a minute. Why could he hold on for so long?
Luo Hou's gaze fell upon the formation that had deflected all of his attacks and then returned them to their original state. He realized that only by breaking this formation could he deal with Chang Hao.
Hongjun was about to arrive, and a strange and restless feeling gripped Luo Hou. Luo Hou felt this restlessness and wanted to destroy everything in front of him.
Rahu was unaware that he was burning with anxiety. He tentatively touched the three flags. The power of heaven and earth was immense. Rahu immediately locked onto the flag in Chang Hao's hand. Since he couldn't take it away, he would destroy it.
Under Luo Hou's immense pressure and relentless methods, fine cracks began to appear on Chang Hao's Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag, and his previously forced advancement in cultivation level began to decline step by step...
Seeing that the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag was about to be reduced to dust, Chang Hao made a decisive decision and risked summoning the Cang Min Sword again. This formation was of great importance and could not be destroyed under any circumstances.
Luo Hou brandished his spear and entangled it around the Cangmin Sword. Chang Hao bit his lower lip and swallowed the blood that surged into his throat. The Cangmin Sword was connected to Chang Hao's mind and spirit. Upon seeing this, it let out a mournful cry and then shone with golden light. At the same time, Chang Hao's whole body was also engulfed in a light golden light, dazzling and scorching.
Luo Hou felt a sharp pain in his eyes. After closing his eyes tightly for a few breaths, he looked down and saw that the point where the God-Slaying Spear and the Cangmin Sword intersected was gradually dissolving. He was shocked and hastily withdrew the God-Slaying Spear.
"You're courting death, so don't blame me." Luo Hou sneered. So what if they're mutually exclusive? He can wear Chang Hao down.
While waiting for Chang Hao to collapse on his own, Luo Hou secretly set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation around Chang Hao. He was also smart enough to figure out that Chang Hao's move was to buy time, so he naturally set up a net of heaven and earth as a precaution.
A faint purple aura lingered between Chang Hao's brows, like a swimming dragon, silently repairing the divine soul that Chang Hao had consumed.
However, merits eventually run out, and the realm that Chang Hao had forcibly raised steadily declined...
Just as Luo Hou thought victory was assured and a smile appeared on his lips, a golden lotus burst open from the Demon Realm and enveloped Chang Hao with lightning speed.
Chang Hao was overjoyed. He had made the right bet. Sure enough, Heaven had not abandoned him, nor had it abandoned the primordial world. His destiny lay with him.
Luo Hou ground his back teeth, took a deep breath, and turned to face Hongjun, who had somehow appeared there. "Why do you always ruin my plans?"
"If what you did was good, why were you branded a demon?" A barely perceptible smile flashed in Hongjun's eyes. He never expected that it would be Chang Hao who had secured a glimmer of hope for him.
If Rahu were to attain the Great Dao, the Heavenly Dao would hold him tightly to strengthen the power of its rules. At that point, he would be unable to transcend the Dao and would only slowly become a puppet, with no choice but to follow the same path to the end, for better or for worse.
"So what if he's a demon?" Luo Hou pointed at Chang Hao. "He's just relying on his silver tongue. I've already created a world, and I'm even better than Pangu. With a flick of my finger, I can turn the world upside down."
"You are far inferior to Pangu. The primordial world was alive, full of vitality and infinite possibilities, with death and rebirth, and in the future there will be a cycle of life and death, revitalizing all things. But the Demon Realm is dead, without even the aura of death, let alone the future." Chang Hao couldn't help but stab Luo Hou with a remark, a world shrouded in deathly aura with no future.
“That’s right.” Hongjun glanced at Chang Hao approvingly, then secretly worried that Chang Hao’s injuries were too severe and might damage his foundation.
Luo Hou sneered, "Hongjun, I never thought you would fall so low as to willingly associate with the creatures of the primordial world. This Chang Hao has merits no less than the Three Pure Ones, and he must also be an incarnation of Pangu. You are essentially keeping company with Pangu. Have you forgotten how you fought to the death with Pangu in the chaos?"
Hongjun's eyelids twitched. Caught off guard, Luo Hou had exposed his secrets. He instinctively observed Chang Hao's reaction, feeling somewhat troubled, but to his surprise, Chang Hao remained calm.
On second thought, it makes sense. Chang Hao was someone he had picked up, and he was willing to risk his life to stop Luo Hou for him, so why would he care about his kind?
"So what?" Hongjun stared directly at Luo Hou. "I have even accepted the Three Pure Ones as my personal disciples. I no longer care about the distinction between prehistoric beings and chaotic demons."
Upon hearing this, Chang Hao glanced at Hongjun in surprise. Wasn't it said that there was no affinity? He had always thought that it was just an excuse for Hongjun to dislike the creatures of the prehistoric world. In the end, Hongjun simply didn't want to accept him.
Chang Hao quickly adjusted himself, thinking that what he gained was his fortune, and what he lost was his fate. He couldn't force it, and Hongjun owed him nothing.
"Pangu transformed into all things, and his heroic spirit lives on forever. What about you? Are you willing to follow his example? If you sacrifice yourself, you will surely revitalize the Demon Realm, and you will become the Demon Ancestor, the leader of all demons." Chang Hao, with the intention of infuriating Rahu, relentlessly provoked him.
"You..." Luo Hou was so angry that he couldn't speak. He wasn't a fool like Pangu. What would he do with a living demon realm? Even if it was a demon realm that he had created with his own hands, once he had succeeded in attaining enlightenment, he wouldn't mind destroying it if he didn't like the sight of it.
Rahu is always self-centered, and his path to enlightenment is for his own pleasure, not for the sake of the demon realm. He has put the cart before the horse.
He bitterly dismissed the matter of sowing discord, saying, "No matter what, I'm still ahead of you. Hongjun, you have some skill, managing to get Chang Hao to sacrifice himself to buy you time. However, it all ends here. You are no longer my match."
Chang Hao listened to Luo Hou's words with a puzzled expression. This misunderstanding was huge. What voluntary sacrifice? He was just gambling.
Luo Hou raised his hand, and the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation appeared beneath Hongjun's feet. "Taste the power of my Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation. Unless you have four times my strength, don't even think about breaking out of the formation."
Originally, Luo Hou, seeing that he could not break Chang Hao's simple yet stable formation, secretly set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation in an attempt to cut off that strange formation.
Unexpectedly, it killed two birds with one stone.
"It's also your fault for being careless. Chang Hao and I were both inside, yet you barged in without a second thought." Luo Hou knew Hong Jun's moves better than anyone else, and vice versa. By getting him into the formation, Luo Hou had already gained the upper hand.
"We'll have to try to find out." Hongjun had already deduced Luo Hou's weakness from the battle on the scene, but Luo Hou used the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation to make up for it, and the outcome was unpredictable.
The Zhuxian Sword Formation is not only filled with Luo Hou's power, but it is also continuously absorbing the calamity energy generated by the war between the Dragon and Phoenix clans. The power it generates is more than four times what Luo Hou said.
The moment Hongjun made his move, the wind and clouds changed dramatically, the heavens and earth seemed to tilt, and the sword formation, filled with the chilling wind and deathly aura, was permeated with Hongjun's Daoist essence.
Luo Hou snorted disdainfully, controlling the Zhuxian Sword Formation to kill Hongjun and Chang Hao while occasionally drawing out the God-Slaying Spear, appearing and disappearing unpredictably and launching surprise attacks from unexpected and tricky angles.
The formation that Chang Hao had set up was not yet broken, but it was at its last gasp. Thinking that everything has its own rules, he calmed down and observed Hongjun fighting against Luo Hou, hoping to find some patterns, while also being wary of Luo Hou launching a surprise attack.
Hongjun faced the greatest crisis of his life. His most powerful magic weapons were the Pangu Banner and the Taiji Diagram, but they were no match for the power of the God-Slaying Spear and the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation. In addition, Luo Hou's strength increased greatly, and he was trapped in the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, so he was defeated layer by layer.
“Hongjun, you’ve finally met your match,” Rahu said with a smirk. “After today, Hongjun will never exist.”
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