The pearl, which had successfully fused two divine powers with different natures, did not cause even the slightest ripple when it sank into the dense cloud of Qi. Priest Gui's face turned pale with fright, and as if he suddenly thought of something, he cried out in alarm, "The innate original power!"
Peng Daoren seemed not to notice the melting of his body at all. Hearing Priest Gui's words, he just sneered and said, "You still remember the innate original power?"
"You're crazy! You're crazy! How can you trigger the innate original power? How can you do this? You traced the source of all living beings with your body and melted the net of origin of this world! You're courting death! Are you really going to be doomed eternally... "
Priest Gui's enormous true form, Dominating Turtle, came to an abrupt halt in midair. The dense cloud of Qi rising from under Peng Daoren's body did not move forward, so he could only curse loudly. For a moment, his incoherent speech seemed to make Peng Daoren feel even better. The louder Priest Gui cursed, the louder Peng Daoren's laughter became.
Priest Gui was exasperated. "How much effort did we spend to open up this world? And how much effort did we spend to awaken the intelligence of the living beings in this world? Do you really have the heart to return this world to chaos?"
"It's too late, too late! The net of origin has been completely destroyed by those living beings, and the innate original power has gone out of control!"
Daoist Peng said loudly, "What's the point of saying all this now? The living beings of this world were nothing more than tools that we used to steal our innate essence from the very beginning. Why do you, Xiang Yuanqing, have to pretend to be compassionate towards the state of the universe? You're just annoying us for nothing!"
Peng Daoren continued, "Thirty thousand years ago, the seven of us discovered this world. Overjoyed, we decided to join hands to awaken the intelligence of the living beings in this world and pass down our teachings to each other in order to nurture the innate original power of this world. Unfortunately, this world has limited resources, and the innate original power is only enough for one person to use. I am the strongest one here, and I am about to advance to the eighth level of the True Spirit Realm. Once I am nourished by the innate original power of this world, the innate original power of my spirit will return to chaos, and there will be no more obstacles for me to advance to the ninth level of the True Spirit Realm. In the future, I can use the innate original power of chaos to nurture my own innate original power, and I will have a sixty percent chance of reaching the supreme God Realm."
Peng Daoren paused, then said fiercely, "When we first opened up this world, we made an agreement that if the innate original power of this world was not enough, the strongest one would be the first to make a breakthrough. In the future, when this person achieves immortality, he would have to return and help the other six. Xiang Yuanqing, do you still remember this oath?"
Taoist Gui snorted coldly and said, "I only remember that you were the first one to attack Old Ape in this passage formation!"
Peng Daoren laughed and said, "Do you think I am as conceited as the four-legged snake? You, Old Ape, Tigress, and the others secretly plotted to kill me and steal my innate original power while I was refining the innate original power. Do you really think I don't know? I just wanted to gain the upper hand by striking first. Unfortunately, even so, I still let a trace of your True Spirit escape, which led to today's disaster! "
"It's a pity that Lady Chan blocked a sword strike from the four-legged snake to save me. In the end, she was killed by that Fire Luan, and I couldn't save her in time!"
Peng Daoren's body had melted down to his thighs. The space of the passage formation was collapsing, and the net of original power that covered this world was collapsing under the corrosion of the dense evil spirit transformed from his body. Wisps of dense Qi seeped out of the broken net of original power, then gathered into a ball and rose from under Peng Daoren's body. Taoist Gui, who was at the second level of the True Spirit Realm, tried to break Peng Daoren's fused net of original power several times with his original power, but all of them fell into the dense Qi and became like clay oxen in the sea.
"Do you think I have completely fallen into your trap? When I tried to cultivate seven realms at the same time and failed, I discovered your existence. From then on, I knew that the plan I had been working on for tens of thousands of years would become a reflection in the water. But what I couldn't get, did you think you could? Not only can't you get it, no one else can get it either. Let's all just die together! "
There was a hint of madness in Peng Daoren's eyes. His body melted even faster, and his lower body had completely turned into evil spirit. The dense evil spirit condensed into liquid-like balls that melted the space, and then slowly melted the net of original power attached to the passage space, releasing all the innate Qi of original power that this world had accumulated for tens of thousands of years since it was created.
Daoist Gui attacked several times, but to no avail. He turned around and cursed at Lu Ping and Long Huai, "You two idiots! Once the net of original power of this world is completely destroyed, the innate Qi of original power will seep out, and this world will definitely return to chaos. Everyone will die!"
Lu Ping and Long Huai were horrified. Earlier, the two of them had been greatly hesitant, but when the two creators of the heavens, Laozu, appeared, the situation had far exceeded their expectations. The entanglement between the heavens, the Seventh Patriarch, forced them to stay as far away as possible and observe the situation. However, the two of them had no choice but to take action now. Peng Daoren clearly wanted to drag this world down with him, so for the sake of survival, Lu Ping and Long Huai could only fight with Daoist Gui again.
As soon as the pure Yang flying sword appeared, 129,600 sword lights attached themselves to the flying sword itself, gradually forming a gigantic sword that reached into the sky. Then, with an earth-shattering momentum, it chopped down at Daoist Peng's head.
Longhuai Ancestor seemed to be more aware of the seriousness of the situation than Lu Ping. His spirit treasure was damaged when Peng Daoren broke out of the encirclement, but this time, he restored his true spirit. A ninety-nine-hundred-feet-long, dark-green wood serpent hovered above his spirit treasure, the Nine-Branched Tree. A single horn, which looked like a withered twig, pierced through the void, trying to help Daoist Gui interrupt the melting process of Peng Daoren's body.
"It's useless, it's useless. Everything in this world will return to the Primal Chaos!"
The look on Peng Daoren's face grew more and more hysterical. His body from his chest down had already turned into a pitch-black evil spirit, but his arms were still waving fanatically as he spoke, which was a chilling sight to behold.
Before the sword light reached Peng Daoren's head, countless sword lights fell off, eroded by the innate original energy. For a moment, from a distance, the enormous sword light looked like a piece of scrap metal, full of cracks. If Lu Ping had not taken the pure Yang flying sword back in time, the sword might have been damaged as well.
Meanwhile, Taoist Gui's enormous true form, Dominating Turtle, was forced back by the surging original energy. Longhuai Ancestor's wood flood dragon true spirit was going to attack Taoist Gui while he was resisting the original energy head-on, but Taoist Gui's decisive retreat nearly allowed Longhuai Ancestor's true spirit to dash into the original energy.
However, although Taoist Gui was forced back step by step by the original energy, the Cauldron of Fortune hovering above his head had been trying to contact the original energy that had gone out of control, trying to draw a wisp of it into the cauldron.
Of course, Taoist Gui's behavior did not escape Peng Daoren's eyes. Peng Daoren, who now only had his head, shoulders, and arms left, laughed aloud, "Why do you have to waste so much energy? You should know that once the original energy of this world goes out of control, with your current strength, you will be completely helpless. If you are bound by the net of original energy, you can slowly absorb and refine the original energy through the net of original energy. With the help of the Cauldron of Fortune, you can use the original energy far better than I can."
"However, I have released all the original energy of this world. Unless you have reached the peak of the Chaotic Realm, the ninth level of the True Spirit Realm, even if you are at your peak, you will be turned into ashes in the face of such a tremendous original energy!"
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