Chapter 259 Join forces Fuxi himself chopped the chains that blocked the two large tripods with a single sword. He clenched his right hand, and his spiritual thoughts rushed into the two large tripods, and began to refine the Cangwu Sitian Tripod and the Canggui Snake Tripod. A thousand years later, the Six Cauldrons Formation slowly dissipated, and the bodies of Taoist Master Xuanji and Taoist Master Luhe fell from the void and shattered into pieces inch by inch. Chi Rong and Yin Mei maintained a calm and indifferent expression, half-kneeling behind Fuxi. Fuxi waved his hand, and Chi Rong and Yin Mei both rushed into the remaining immortal cultivators. With their strength as Pure Yang Taoists, these remaining immortal cultivators had no right to resist at all. Standing in the void, Fuxi could feel his own luck accumulating continuously. After destroying the three major sects of the immortal way, Fuxi was already able to feel the destiny that was constantly gathering on him. The auras of the eight large tripods that he had refined were subtly intertwined together, evolving into an extremely wonderful origin of the way of heaven. If the last big tripod was not in the hands of the Demon Lord, Fuxi would not have to continue gathering the luck of heaven and earth at this time. With the gathering of the Nine Cauldrons and the opening of the source of Heaven's Way, Fuxi could naturally use the power of the Nine Cauldrons to become the third Hunyuan Daoist Ancestor of the Qingluo World. Eight large tripods surrounded Fuxi, and countless demonic monks were frantically expanding in all directions with Fuxi as the center. The remaining cultivators of Qingluo Palace and Bahuang Pavilion only lasted a hundred years before they were all killed. The luck surged in. Fuxi looked at the luck of the Nine Heavens behind him and shook his head: "It's still not enough." The purple-gold blade light emerged, and Fuxi's divine consciousness expanded again, locking onto the remaining seven Seven Heavenly Dao Palaces of the Immortal Path, which were second only to the three major sects.
Seven lightning bolts exploded in the sky, and seven purple-gold clear sword lights turned into streaks of light and slashed towards the seven Taoist palaces respectively. The bright moon hung high above the Taiyin Palace, and the myriad of moonlight surged, creating a starless night. However, the purple-gold sword light fell, the bright moon fell, the night sky was torn apart, and all 100,000 disciples of Taiyin Palace died. The mountain gate headquarters turned into a huge ravine. Above the Qiankun Taoist Palace, the yin and yang energies of Qiankun condensed, and a phantom of a vast world emerged. With a flash of a sword, the universe was shattered. The Qiankun Sect Master had a bleak expression on his face, and the entire person, along with the remaining mountain gate, disappeared in an instant. Yuanming Taoist Palace, Sun and Moon Taoist Palace, Taixu Taoist Palace, Jiuyang Taoist Palace and Ruoshui Taoist Palace were cut down by seven sword beams, and the Qitian Taoist Palace, which was second only to the three major sects in the Qingluo world, became history completely. An increasingly rich and powerful aura of heaven and earth swept over, and all things in the universe emerged in Fuxi's eyes one after another. Driven by the massive aura of heaven and earth, Fuxi already felt that he could now be promoted to the Taoist Ancestor Hunyuan. Looking up to the sky, Fuxi's eyes penetrated through the heavy power of disasters and saw the Immortal Lord and the Demon Lord confronting each other in the source of the Heavenly Dao. A smile appeared on his face: "It seems that now is not the time." With one step forward, all the great laws of heaven and earth were in favor of Fuxi. With just one step, Fuxi already appeared in the dense forest at the eastern end of the Qingluo world. The Feiyun Cave Tribulation Cauldron was casually thrown into a pool of water by Fuxi. In the northeast, the Blue Turtle Snake Cauldron fell into a valley amid bursts of golden light. In the north, the Cangwu Sitian Ding was thrown by Fuxi onto the top of a mountain. After a few breaths, Fuxi placed the eight large tripods in his hands at the eight poles of the Qingluo world. The Qi energy in his body continued to surge. Fuxi looked at the Demon Lord and the Immortal Lord, who were entangled with each other and whose Qi energy was constantly colliding in the source of the Heavenly Dao. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the Qi energy that had been suppressed in his body suddenly erupted. "Eight Cauldrons Yitian Formation!" The golden light and purple air that rose up from the eight extreme directions broke through the evil power that permeated between heaven and earth. The energy of the eight top-level spiritual treasures intertwined with each other. Fuxi used himself as the center of the formation, connecting the eight great tripods, and shook the empty order of the Qingluo world. All things between heaven and earth were deflected and distorted under the great power of the eight tripods, and the evil power that spread between heaven and earth was melted by the great power of the eight tripods. The vast and mighty immortal light and pure air gushed out from the eight large cauldrons, turning into a tide that covered the sky and surged towards the interior of the Qingluo world. Immortal light is the spiritual light of the immortal way, and pure air is the innate pure air. Both of them are extremely poisonous to the cultivators of the magic way. The eight huge tripods reversed all the vitality and spiritual energy of the Qingluo world into immortal light and pure energy. This was an unbearable and horrible calamity for the demon cultivators who were now spread all over the world. "The Immortal Path has been destroyed, now it is the turn of the Demon Path." The fairy light and pure energy in the sky condensed, and purple electric light flashed in Fuxi's eyes. All the fairy light and pure energy turned into thunderclouds in the sky under the stimulation of the purple electric light.
Boom! ! In an instant, billions of purple thunders turned the entire Qingluo world into a light purple color, and the boundless sea of thunder and lightning engulfed every inch of land and void in the Qingluo world. Eighty percent of the countless demon cultivators died in this instant. Only a very small number of powerful demon cultivators with precious treasures protecting them were able to survive under such a thunderbolt. After just one round of heavenly thunder, the spiritual light and pure energy condensed again, and the dense purple heavenly thunder once again turned into a torrent that engulfed the nine heavens and ten earths. The great sound is silent, the great image is invisible, and in the boundless purple, all things in the Qingluo world were easily wiped out by the ravages of thunder. Be it the demonic cultivators or the remaining immortal cultivators, all had their souls and bodies shattered by the endless thunder and lightning. Mountains collapsed, rivers dried up, vital energy collapsed, the void collapsed, and the great catastrophe of the era that originally only affected the immortals and demons was elevated by Fuxi to the level of a world-destroying catastrophe. There are few living beings in the Qingluo world except Fuxi. The humanity of this eternal world was destroyed by Fuxi alone. "What are you doing!!" Fuxi heard the roar of the Demon Lord in his ears, and looked up at the Demon Lord whose energy was exploding in the Heavenly Dao Origin Land. A sneer appeared on Fuxi's face: "What you should be concerned about now is yourself." As soon as Fuxi finished speaking, the Nine Provinces Stele, the supreme treasure of the Heavenly Dao, emerged from the Immortal Lord's hand. The stone tablet carrying the Nine Provinces of Qingluo fell down, and demonic fire gushed out of the Demon Lord's mouth and nose, and his tall body was staggered by the Nine Provinces Stele. The innate pure energy turned into auspicious clouds that held up the Jiuzhou Stele. The Immortal Lord looked at the Demon Lord with an indifferent expression, and his soul controlled the Jiuzhou Stele to attack the Demon Lord again and again. "You actually chose to join forces with a mere Taoist?!" A magic hammer appeared in the palm of the Demon Lord. The black magic hammer carried boundless destructive energy. Countless purple talismans flickered. The magic hammer blasted out, and large pieces of original energy shattered. The source of the Heavenly Dao shook violently, and the falling Jiuzhou Stele was temporarily blocked by the magic hammer. (End of this chapter)