Chapter 144 The farce ends, Cang Xuan breaks through!
Pangu’s true body stood between heaven and earth, and his magnificent Taoist voice resounded like a huge bell, spreading to every corner of the ancient world.

Facing this scene, Daoist Ancestor Hongjun looked calm and said calmly: “It is true that old friends meet again.”

“However, since the beginning of the world, I have severed all causes and effects, and all the past has been erased.”

“The leader of Xuanmen City, one Qi transforms into Hongjun.”

“Now that I have united myself with the Dao, and am in charge of the wild world, I am revered as the Dao Ancestor, and this is what everyone wants!”

The innate qi is the foundation of Hongjun Daozu.

However, it is difficult to tell whether the day he claimed to have attained enlightenment was here or not.

All living beings respect him as the ancestor of Taoism only because they are grateful for his teachings to the three thousand innate gods.

Hongjun is the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao is not Hongjun. The Taoist Hongjun, who is in harmony with the Dao, governs the wilderness on behalf of the Heavenly Dao and educates all races.

At this time, Pangu’s true body spoke again: “Daoyou Hongjun, don’t panic.”

“The matter of the opening of the heavens and the great calamity has nothing to do with me.”

“I have already passed away and disappeared. What I am showing now is just a collection of some regrets.”

“Today, if you allow Zhu Jiuyin to attain the Dao of Hun Yuan, my regrets will also dissipate.”

“After that, you don’t need to worry about my resurrection.”

Pangu’s words were meaningful.

As the master of the great way of power and an almighty being who had reached the state of half-step to the Primordial Chaos, he saw through the plot of Daozu Hongjun at a glance, but did not point it out.

Regrets are only regrets after all, so why bother disturbing the great trend?
Even if Pangu could awaken a trace of his past charm, it would be difficult for him to influence the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun Daozu with his illusory body condensed by the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Array.

After merging his body with the Tao, Daozu Hongjun had long since transcended the realm of a saint of the Heavenly Dao and was above all things.

“That’s the best way indeed.”

Daoist Ancestor Hongjun’s gaze was as deep as the abyss, and his tone was indifferent, as if there were thousands of words hidden in it.

I heard from Pangu that he had already fallen, both his body and soul destroyed.

The hidden worry in Hongjun’s heart finally dissipated quietly like the morning mist.

Then, the two of them looked at each other from a distance, their eyes met, and there seemed to be thousands of words in their eyes, but no words were needed, their minds understood.

All sentient beings are ignorant, so how can they know the secrets that these two beings are discussing?
However, Pangu displayed his divine charm and actually stood up for Zhu Jiuyin, which undoubtedly shocked all the powerful people in the heavens.

“Damn it, Daozu Hongjun actually agreed to Pangu’s request!”

Di Jun roared angrily, filled with indignation.

“In this way, Zhu Jiuyin’s promotion to the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is a foregone conclusion.”

“If he sits in charge of the Wu Clan, he will become a great threat to our Demon Court.”

“Could it be that the Heavenly Dao and Dao Ancestor Hongjun really want to hand over these three realms to the Wu Clan?”

Di Jun’s brows were furrowed, his face was distorted, and he was furious as if he wanted to burn the sky.

It was originally believed that the Twelve Ancestral Witches would go against the will of heaven and attack Daozu Hongjun, and would surely bring about their own destruction, and would eventually be suppressed and wiped out.

However, what happened next was far beyond Di Jun’s expectations.

Pangu displayed his divine charm and negotiated personally with Daoist Patriarch Hongjun, and actually saved the Twelve Ancestral Witches from danger.

How could Di Jun not feel resentful?
“Disrespect the Way of Heaven, only respect Pangu!”

Emperor Jun said angrily. “Daozu Hongjun will never choose the Wu clan as the common ruler of heaven and earth.”

“Only my demon court, which follows the way of heaven and respects the way of proving the truth by beheading corpses, is the only orthodoxy in the prehistoric world.”

“My demon court has the goddess Nuwa in charge. Although she is confined to the Emperor Nuwa Heaven, as long as Daozu Hongjun agrees, we can go out at any time to wipe out the witch clan!”

Di Jun’s face was gloomy and the anger in his heart was difficult to calm down.

“Therefore, the Emperor of Heaven does not need to worry!”

When the Demon Saint Bai Ze saw Di Jun like this, he hurried forward to comfort him.

At this moment, Di Jun had a new insight into the situation, so his words were full of firmness and confidence.

“I hope everything is as you said!”

Di Jun stared at Bai Ze deeply, his voice was heavy, and he sighed.

There was a hint of worry in his eyes, but more of an expectation for the future.

In this prehistoric world full of variables, Di Jun is well aware that he shoulders the heavy responsibility of the Demon Court and must always remain vigilant and make the right decisions.

On the other side, time passed, and after a long time.

The conversation between Hongjun Daozu and Pangu finally came to an end.

“Fellow Daoist Pangu, I wish you a safe journey and never look back!”

Daoist Ancestor Hongjun’s words were cold and sharp, each word was piercing to the heart, and he spoke calmly.

His voice seemed to come from the endless void, carrying an unquestionable majesty.

“You fellow Taoists, please take care of yourself and be good to yourself!”

Pangu’s voice was like thunder, shaking the nine heavens.

The boundless rhyme of Taoism stirred, causing the entire prehistoric world to tremble, and the heaven and earth seemed to have lost their color at this moment. Then, a golden light suddenly appeared, and Pangu’s remnant was like a candle in the wind, instantly turning into ashes and smoke, no longer existing.

That touch of former glory completely disappeared at this moment, as if it had never appeared.

Pangu’s real body collapsed with a loud bang, and the evil energy between heaven and earth turned into a huge torrent, surging in all directions.

The twelve ancient witches looked pale and barely supported their bodies, standing on the ground, looking shaky.

Their eyes were filled with fatigue and loss, and looking at the scene before them, endless emotion surged in their hearts.

The Avenue of Time surrounds Zhu Jiuyin’s body, flowing endlessly.

The next moment, he recovered his vitality, stepped into the realm of Hunyuan under the attention of everyone, and achieved the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

“Congratulations to fellow student Zhu Jiuyin for achieving the Dao of Hun Yuan!”

Ancestor Hongyun and Ancestor Kunpeng stepped forward, bowed in congratulations, with sincere smiles on their faces.

“Thank you both for your congratulations!” Zhu Jiuyin nodded slightly and responded with a smile.

Then, Zhu Jiuyin activated the Avenue of Time without hesitation, drawing the evil energy from heaven and earth to heal the remaining ancestor witches.

The power of the Avenue of Time was under his control, like a warm spring breeze, flowing slowly through the bodies of the ancient witches.

In a short moment, all the ancient witches recovered their strength and regained their vitality.

“In the prehistoric world, no matter whether it is a Heavenly Dao Saint or a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, no one can easily interfere in the struggle for hegemony among various forces.”

“If a war breaks out, we must go to the outer chaos to avoid harming the lives of all races!”

The voice of Hongjun Daozu echoed above the sky, with great majesty.

“Twelve Ancestral Witches, you must remember that Pangu’s last regrets have been reduced to ashes.”

“If you disobey the will of heaven and contradict me next time, you will die.”

“The saints of the Heavenly Dao are immortal, but the life of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is only one.”

As Daoist Ancestor Hongjun finished speaking, the golden wheel of heaven began to spin endlessly, and the cloud platform flashed with mysterious light.

Soon, his figure disappeared without a trace, leaving only silence and vastness.

“Huh, threatening us? That’s ridiculous!”

A scornful smile appeared on Zhu Jiuyin’s lips, and his words revealed his unruly and arrogant tone.

The avenue of time is vast and boundless, stirring up huge waves.

“Return to Pangu Palace!”

Dijiang restrained the aura around him, and the true body of the Ancestral Witch gradually disappeared, transforming into an innate Taoist body, emitting a mysterious aura all over his body.

He waved his hand casually, and the door of space opened.

Everyone stepped in, and their figures instantly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a ripple in the void.

The creatures of the witch clan also returned to their respective tribes, quietly waiting for the orders of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The entire witch clan territory fell into silence.

“This farce has finally come to an end!”

Taiqing Laozi spoke indifferently and walked away.

His figure turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Kunlun Mountain.

The rest of the powerful men also fell silent and began to think about how to deal with the changes brought about by Zhu Jiuyin’s attainment of Hunyuan.

Kunlun Mountains.

Cang Xuan lay leisurely on the rattan chair, the Chaos Black Qilin in his arms was sleeping soundly, and its little head rubbed his hand from time to time, appearing to be extremely intimate.

“It seems that the great god Pangu has really fallen!”

“I wonder if he was plotted against by the Great Dao, or if his origin was truly destroyed and he died of exhaustion?”

Cang Xuan whispered to himself, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

“But these are no longer the point!”

“It would have taken me a thousand years to break through to the peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal.”

“But after observing the majestic figure and divine charm of the great god Pangu, the law of power has been completely perfected, and the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Origin Gong has also improved a lot.”

As Cang Xuan finished speaking, the aura around him suddenly changed.

The shackles of realm were broken in an instant, and Cang Xuan successfully advanced to the peak of Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

The great way is invisible, the opportunities are mysterious, the destiny is profound, and the blessings are immeasurable.

Coupled with the comprehension of the twenty-four levels of the Three Flowers of Daluo, he naturally understood everything at once, and his cultivation of the realm came naturally.

He gently stroked the hair of the Chaos Black Qilin, his mind wandering in the void, his temperament extraordinary and otherworldly, as if he had merged with the heaven and earth.

“Who will be the next destined person?”

Cang Xuan whispered to himself, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

“There are still a few Xuanmen disciples!”

(End of this chapter)