Chapter 270 Expansion With the power of humanity plus the Gangsha system, the five-color human race is now no weaker than the five royal families in terms of cultivation system. Although Haoying and others were born only a thousand years ago, after a thousand years of practice, Haoying and others are only one step away from the Golden Immortal. They each lead the human army to kill the enemies in front of them. "Since it is a calamity, then all living beings in the great world must participate." Above the five-colored glazed sky lake, the strange and indescribable power of Guixu in Fuxi's eyes quietly merged into the aura of disaster in the ancient world. Guixu represents destruction and the end. The moment this strand of Guixu power was integrated, the calamity that originally only affected the five royal families and many subordinate races in the prehistoric world instantly increased several times. Countless gods and demons who lived in seclusion in the mountains looked at the evil aura that kept emerging from their bodies with horror on their faces, their faces turning pale. In the vast world of ancient times, all living beings, gods and demons were forcibly dragged into the great catastrophe caused by the power of Guixu. No matter who they were, no matter how high or low their cultivation level was, they all had to go through the great catastrophe before they could end their fate. The tightly closed mountain gates of the four top sects of gods, Buddhas, and demons opened instantly at this moment. Countless tribal armies that had been possessed by the evil spirit turned into a torrent and rushed into the mountain gates of the four sects, fighting with the disciples of the four sects of gods, Buddhas, and demons. The three Heavenly Masters of Xuanmen, Taishang, Yuanshi and Lingbao, looked at the countless armies of the great clans sweeping in from outside Kunlun Mountain with grim expressions. The aura surged around them, and they dared not hesitate at all. They each controlled their own innate treasures and led the Xuanmen disciples to resist the people who had gone crazy in the catastrophe. Tai Shang, Yuan Shi and Ling Bao are already Daluo Daojuns, but Daluo Daojuns also have the possibility of falling when facing a catastrophe that encompasses the heaven and earth. The number of Xuanmen disciples is far less than that of the murderous armies of the surrounding clans. If the three of them do not take action, then Xuanmen may really be destroyed in this catastrophe and disappear in the vast world.
The Tai Chi diagram unfolded, and the surging Yin and Yang energies turned into a torrent that engulfed the heaven and earth, pressing back the armies of the various great clans that had controlled the flood to engulf the heaven and earth and stir up numerous turbulent waves by a hundred thousand miles. The Tai Chi Dao diagram continued to spread and expand in the void. Circles of Yin and Yang Qi intertwined into countless black and white halos, dragging all the cultivators, gods and demons who were sinking in the calamity into the Yin and Yang Qi. Tai Shang was sitting cross-legged on the Tai Chi diagram, with black and white rotating in his eyes. The Tai Chi diagram beneath him was as big as a sky canopy. Every time the Yin and Yang fish turned, the heaven and earth would change from dark to bright. Countless lives were killed by the Tai Chi diagram, and a hint of blood gradually emerged in Tai Shang's clear eyes. The more killing there is, the more serious the erosion of disaster will be on Tai Shang. When the number of killed lives increases to a certain level, Tai Shang will inevitably be dragged into the great disaster and become the sword of destiny. But if these people were not killed, the gate of Kunlun Mountain would be breached and Xuanmen would disappear, which Taishang would never allow. The bloodshot in his eyes became more and more serious. Taishang had already realized that his own soul was polluted by one tenth of the Jiesha spirit. Once the Jiesha spirit eroded more than half, he was afraid that he might become a world of Tao. "Brother Dao, take a breath for a while. Leave this to me for now." A majestic voice was heard, and a chaotic large banner with five-colored light was swung towards the countless military formations around Kunlun Mountain. It was pure white and clear, like an axe created by heavenly light. The sky and the earth collapsed at this moment. Wherever the invisible terrifying force passed, everything between heaven and earth was forcibly crushed and wiped out. The Pangu Banner was constantly shaking, and the Axe of Creation fell one after another. The clear skylight killed all the great tribes' army formations on all sides of Kunlun Mountain. In terms of killing power, the Pangu Banner was also the top one among the many innate treasures in the prehistoric world. It created the world and destroyed everything. Even the Daluo Daojun could not withstand the Axe of Creation, let alone these monsters and creatures whose highest cultivation was only at the Taiyi realm. The heaven and earth roared, and the Pangu Banner turned into streaks of silk that shattered large parts of the military formation. Tai Shang covered Kunlun Mountain with the Tai Chi diagram to guard the dragon veins of the earth below Kunlun Mountain. Lingbao held the magic sword in his hand with a solemn expression. He slashed at the void with the Qingping Sword, which seemed to be carved out of jade. Silently, large areas of the sky collapsed, and most of the evil spirit that was sweeping towards Kunlun Mountain was cut off. As the sword was swung out, a pale look appeared on Lingbao's face. This sword melted all his energy and spirit, and was able to cut open a gap in the way of heaven and cut off all visible and invisible things. This was also the first time that Lingbao tried to use his sword to cut off the catastrophe. Lingbao's plan was to use his own strength plus the power of the innate treasure, the Heaven-Cutting Sword, to completely cut off the connection between Xuanmen and this catastrophe of all races. The bad news is that Lingbao did not succeed. With his current level of cultivation, he is still unable to fully analyze the essence of the calamity energy and cut off the calamity. The good news is that Lingbao has partially comprehended the evil spirit. His sword can cut off part of the evil spirit that is entangled with Xuanmen's luck and weaken the calamity that befalls Xuanmen. The Tai Chi diagram guards Kunlun Mountain, the Pangu Banner kills the armies of the big clans, the Jie Tian Sword weakens the calamity of Xuanmen, and Tai Shang, Yuan Shi, and Ling Bao work together to barely allow Xuanmen to maintain a certain degree of stability during the catastrophe. However, even if Tai Shang, Yuan Shi and Ling Bao are all Daluo Daojun, they cannot control the innate treasure for a long time. As time goes by, the strength of the three treasures of Taishang, Yuanshi and Lingbao are gradually decreasing. If the three of them cannot hold out before the end of the catastrophe, then Kunlun Mountain may still be breached. In the west, at the foot of the majestic Mount Sumeru, Sakyamuni sat cross-legged on a thousand-petal golden lotus, with three thousand Buddhas, billions of pure lands, and countless sentient beings manifested behind him.
The endless power of incense and thoughts turned into a golden wheel of merit hanging high behind Sakyamuni's head. The ten-thousand-foot-high golden body of the Buddha towered on the top of Mount Sumeru. The ten directions of the Buddhist Pure Land were established around Sakyamuni, blocking hundreds of Dazu army formations outside Mount Sumeru. Countless magical powers and evil spirits turned into a torrent that roared and exploded. Billions of gods and demons used their magical powers together to blast apart layer after layer of the Buddhist pure land. Sakyamuni's golden body trembled, and a trace of Buddha's blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. In Buddhism, there is only one great Taoist master, Sakyamuni, and one innate treasure, Mount Sumeru. With the power of three thousand Buddhas and the incense of countless living beings to bless himself, Sakyamuni can only evolve the Ten Directions Pure Land of Buddha for barely defense. It is impossible for him to launch an external attack. At every moment, countless magical powers bombarded the Buddha's pure land, the lotus shattered, the Bodhi tree collapsed, the treasure pool became filthy, and the light disintegrated. (End of this chapter)