387: Chapter 374 One Axe Splits the Heavens, Resetting Earth, Fire, Water, and Wind

At that moment, time seemed to have been pressed onto pause.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun, this supreme Dominator who had merged with the Heavenly Dao since the creation of the world and viewed all living things as mere straw dogs, was currently like a weak chicken being held by the throat by a mischievous child, his feet off the ground, kicking helplessly in mid-air.

His eyes, which remained calm even when a Saint detonated themselves, were now filled with terror and disbelief. The Taiji Diagram pattern in his eyes spun crazily, attempting to mobilize the Heavenly Dao Law for a final counterattack. Countless purple lightning bolts exploded around him; that was the Zixiao Divine Lightning, each bolt capable of making a Grand Unity Golden Immortal experience Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

Yet, all of this was like a tickle in front of Lin Feng.

Those lightning bolts, capable of destroying the world, dissolved the moment they touched Lin Feng's body, like ice meeting scorching lava, not even causing a splash.

"This... this is impossible!"

Hongjun's voice was hoarse and trembling, the sound of a faith collapsing. "You fused with the fragments of the Pangu Axe? How could your Physical Body withstand the tearing of the Great Dao Law? You should explode! A Mortal body reaching the level of the gods will surely face divine retribution!"

Lin Feng's state at this moment was indeed eerie.

The surface of his skin was no longer the color of human skin, but flowed with a primitive Chaos color, as if it were rock, or perhaps some kind of high-dimensional metal. What surged in his blood vessels was no longer red blood, but golden rune chains; every heartbeat sounded like a heavenly drum being struck, shaking the entire space.

His eyes—the left eye was like the great sun patrolling the heavens, scorching and incomparable; the right eye was like the cold moon descending into the abyss, deep and icy.

"Old man, you are wrong."

Lin Feng leaned close to Hongjun's face, which was flushed red from suffocation, the corners of his mouth curling into an extremely arrogant arc. "I am not enduring it; I am mastering it."

"You treat Great God Pangu as a tool, wanting to steal his power to complete your incomplete Heavenly Dao. But I treat him as a guide, as a pioneer worthy of admiration. This is our essential difference."

"You act for the sake of dominion, I act for the sake of freedom."

After speaking, Lin Feng exerted force and threw Hongjun away fiercely, like throwing trash.

"BOOM—!!!"

Hongjun's body smashed through layers of spatial barriers like a cannonball, flying billions of miles until it stopped only after colliding with the long-ruined ruins of Zixiao Palace. That loud noise shook the entire area outside the Thirty-Three Heavens.

"Lin Feng! Do not be arrogant!"

Hongjun was disheveled, the high-and-mighty, indifferent-as-water Dao Ancestor temperament gone completely. He had gone completely mad.

Countless epochs of planning, countless years of forbearance, on the verge of success, only to be ruined by a variable that suddenly appeared. He was unwilling!

"I am the Dao Ancestor! I am the Heavenly Dao!"

"Since I cannot have it, then no one can!"

"jade plate of creation, gather!"

Following Hongjun's hysterical roar, those fragments of the jade plate of creation that had originally been shattered by Lin Feng and scattered throughout the Chaos were summoned by some kind of crazy will, forcibly burning their Origin and re-aggregating together.

Although it was covered with shocking cracks, as if it would fall apart at any moment, the aura it emitted was even more terrifying than before.

That was the aura of destruction. It was the resolution of mutual destruction.

"Three Thousand Daos, return to one! Re-refine the Primordial World!"

Hongjun formed seals with his hands and spoke the true mantra. That broken jade plate of creation turned into a huge black millstone, suspended in the Chaos, and began to rotate slowly.

"Creak—creak—"

A teeth-aching friction sound rang out.

With every rotation, the four elements of earth, fire, water, and wind around it began to go berserk. Space began to collapse, countless black holes appeared out of thin air, as if they wanted to suck in the whole world, grind it into powder, and return it to the initial void.

He was dragging the whole world down with him to the grave!

Lower Realm, East Victory Divine Continent.

Nuwa, Master Tongtian, and the others, who were originally cheering for victory, suddenly turned pale.

"He's mad... The teacher has truly gone mad!" Master Tongtian's hand holding the sword was trembling violently, his eyes full of disbelief. "He wants to destroy the Primordial World and reopen the heavens and earth? The earth, fire, water, and wind are already in Chaos, the Mortal land is cracking, and the East Sea water is backflowing into the South Jambudvipa!"

"Lin Feng..." Mother Nuwa grasped the Red Hydrangea tightly, her eyes fixed on that figure outside the heavens. "Everything depends on you. You must stop him!"

Inside the high-dimensional space.

Lin Feng looked at the frantically rotating world-destroying millstone, feeling the collapse of the Laws around him, his eyes becoming unprecedentedly solemn.

"Want to flip the table?"

Lin Feng slowly stretched out his right hand, facing the void, and made a gesture of gripping a handle.

"Then let's see whether your millstone is harder, or my axe is harder."

"Pangu True Body... Manifest!"

"HUM—!!!"

An ancient palpitation originating from the depths of the Bloodline, crossing time and space, instantly spread throughout the Three Realms and Six Paths. Every living creature, whether above the Nine Heavens or below the Nine Underworlds, could not help but want to kneel and worship.

In the terrified eyes of all living beings, behind Lin Feng, a giant phantom that reached the heavens and stood on the earth emerged.

That giant had knotted muscles, each muscle like a mountain range. He was shirtless, with a fur apron fluttering in the wind, exuding a vast, ancient, and overbearing aura.

That was Pangu!

The Great God Pangu who opened the heavens and earth and whose body became all things!

The light in Lin Feng's hand began to condense. Although there was no physical axe, the Great Dao Law perfectly fused with his will, condensing into a giant phantom of an axe that was ten thousand zhang long and spanned the galaxy.

On the blade of the axe, there were no flashy runes, only the simplest and purest Law of "Force" entwined around it.

One Force overcomes ten thousand techniques.

One Force breaks ten thousand Laws.

"Hongjun, this axe is for Great God Pangu, to let you know what it means to respect a Senior."

"This axe is for the sentient beings you schemed against and treated as pawns."

"This axe is for... I don't want to work overtime to repair the world! You damn well stop!"

Lin Feng roared, his voice shaking the universe. He held the giant axe high with both hands, his movements perfectly overlapping with the Pangu phantom behind him.

"Heaven-Opening · Ultimate Profound Truth — Chaos Beginning!"

"Slash!!!"

As this axe came down, the world lost all sound and all color.

No explosion, no roar.

Only a pure, extreme, indescribable white light remained.

This white light ignored the distance of space, ignored the barrier of time, and with the great power of opening a new era, slashed directly onto the frantically rotating world-destroying millstone (jade plate of creation).

"CRACK!"

A crisp sound rang out clearly in the depths of every living being's Soul.

That Divine Artifact which carried the Three Thousand Daos and represented the highest authority of the Primordial World was like a fragile biscuit in front of this axe.

It broke from the middle.

Completely shattered.

Turning into countless points of light, dissipating into the Chaos.