Chapter 66: The Three Saints Battle in the Primordial World!

Since the opening of the Primordial World, there had never been a sage-level master. Little did anyone expect that today, within a single day, three powerful figures would simultaneously attain enlightenment!

At this moment, countless auspicious signs and strange phenomena appeared across the Kunlun Mountains!

Celestial maidens scattered flowers while golden lotuses erupted from the earth. Millions of streaks of purple aura gathered around Hongjun as celestial beings blew conch shells and struck mighty drums, resonating with the Dao. A Heavenly Dao fruit manifested within Hongjun’s元神.

Above the Nine Heavens, beyond the starry sky, in the higher realms of the supreme sky of the Primordial World, a dark world exuding black mist began to emerge slowly. Shadows of otherworldly demons drifted about in this realm.

A demonic Dao fruit appeared before Luo Hou! The trembling earth suddenly calmed as spiritual veins sank into silence. The primal energy of the Primordial World began to flow orderly, and the Ancestral Dragon’s core melded into the form of a dragon’s head, completing the long-awaited dragon pulse. A Dao fruit appeared within the Ancestral Dragon’s body.

At this moment, Hongjun, Luo Hou, and the Ancestral Dragon ascended to the pinnacle of enlightenment! The spectators were dumbfounded, watching as these three figures loomed like pillars across the heavens and earth! Jiang Ping smiled with satisfaction as Genesis turned once more, recording the scene of the three saints’ ascension.

Hongjun’s celestial light illuminated the sky, with thousands of auspicious auras rising around him. Three thousand miles of purple energy surged eastward. Every smile and frown could alter the surrounding laws! In a single thought, worlds would emerge or perish.

He gazed at the two towering figures gradually condensing before him and coldly said, “I didn’t expect you two to take this step as well!”

Luo Hou transformed into a demonic figure, his body like a black hole devouring myriad laws. The Ancestral Dragon emerged slowly from the Primordial land, exuding an aura that was both profound and heavy—more magnificent than the world itself. With a wave of his hand, the Four Swords to Vanquish Immortals, damaged during the creation, instantly restored. Luo Hou grasped a sword in his left hand and a spear in his right, declaring, “Even if we ascend to sagehood today, we must determine life and death! In the struggle for Dao, we won’t take a single step back!”

“Indeed!” the Ancestral Dragon nodded with an imposing air. “Today, we must decide the victor. The world only needs one hegemon!”

Hongjun nodded as well, his voice cold. “The calamity is not over yet; it’s time for a resolution. Even if the heavens shatter and the Primordial World collapses, there must be a result today!”

“Haha, worst-case scenario, we can just recreate the heavens!”

Luo Hou declared dominantly, thrusting the God-Slaying Spear toward Hongjun. Zzi! The four swords spun incessantly, attempting to encircle the Ancestral Dragon and set up a sword formation once again! Now that the three had achieved sagehood, they wouldn’t be the same as before.

The Dao surrendered, the laws retreated, and even space itself collapsed into chaos!

Boom! Boom!

The membranes of the Primordial World rippled under the lingering power of the saints. Soon, numerous rifts appeared, and chaos from outside began to surge into the Primordial World! How could the battle between saints be ordinary? At this moment, the very origins of the Primordial World could not bear the burden, and the three players gathered together, desperately trying to evade the aftershocks of their skirmish.

Creatures within the Primordial World trembled violently, existing remnants of power gazing in astonishment at the three saints’ clash.

In the outer cosmic void, the Ziwai Fairy heeded Ji Lao Jiang’s advice, refraining from entering the earth, thus evading this great catastrophe.

However, at this moment, the stars shifted, and the 365 ancient stars trembled! The Sun Star and Moon Star emitted waves of starlight, with each star being jostled out of its orbit, transforming into vibrant meteors crashing toward the earth! “Is this what a saint is?”

The Ziwai Fairy gazed in shock at the battlefield below. The clash of saints disrupted the stability of the world; the heavens themselves could barely contain their might! Ji Lao Jiang also felt the unbelievable impact and muttered, “No wonder they say everyone below a saint is like an ant. The gap is incomprehensibly vast! It’s even greater than the difference between quasi-saints and mortals!”

Then Ji Lao Jiang turned to advise her master, “Master, if you want to survive in the Primordial World, remember to stay low! There should be at least six more at their level! With the current cosmic chaos, it’s likely to be more!”

“What? At least six more saints in the future?” The Ziwai Fairy’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Such terrifying cosmic powers, and there will be even more in the future? The Ziwai Fairy was distressed.

Yet Ji Lao Jiang murmured, “With saints emerging, it’s the end of good times for us players!”

Hongjun, Luo Hou, and the Ancestral Dragon fought increasingly fiercely! The three saints battled from the heavens to the earth, shattering the endless void! Cracks of pure chaos appeared as the violent chaos poured in! The earth split, Unzhu Mountain trembled, and the waters of the Milky Way cascaded down, flooding the Primordial World.

Adding in the colossal meteors crashing down, it further plunged the world into chaos. Floods inundated the land; stars fell, and endless smoke ignited in every corner of the world.

Wutian stared blankly at this apocalyptic scene. “This isn’t a myth! The Dragon-Han Calamity’s end—three saints battling, and the Primordial World can’t take it anymore! If this goes on, even Unzhu Mountain might collapse! There’s no Nüwa to patch the sky now! Are the heavens really going to converge once again?”

Dragon Shao and Little Loli shivered in fear. This apocalyptic sight pushed them to their limits! “What should we do? There are countless beings in the Primordial World; are they all about to become sacrifices in the saints’ battle? Can’t the Ancestral Dragon stop? They should at least battle amidst chaos!” Little Loli shuddered, realizing that among the three races, only she and Dragon Shao remained, still the most spiritually and intellectually advanced.

Wutian forced a bitter smile. “Now that the three saints have truly unleashed their flames, bound by fate and opportunity, the calamity has reached its peak. They need a conclusion! At this moment, the saints are on the brink of balance. Whoever stops first will shatter it and be suppressed permanently by the other two! Just like in the封神大劫, the ultimate battle among the other four saints was in a similar predicament!”

“Unless an unimaginable existence stronger than a sage emerges, who can resist?”

The three viewed the struggling creatures of the Primordial World with pained expressions. They realized deeply that these beings possessed flesh and blood, souls not merely data-driven NPCs!

“I’ll do everything I can to save as many as possible!” Wutian sighed deeply, sitting on the Destruction Black Lotus, beginning to rescue those caught amidst the crashing waters.

Among the three, he was the most capable, with energy to spare; it was already challenging for Dragon Shao and Little Loli to survive.

On the forums, players were staring in shock at the clash of the three saints, previously thinking earlier battles were intense, yet they paled in comparison to the saints’ fight.

Players wailed, “No way! If this continues, the Primordial World will revert to chaos, and so many beings will be buried alongside it!”

“Could we players have caused this? Originally, this Dragon-Han catastrophe was a struggle between Dao and Demon, without such extreme escalation. But under the players’ interference, three powerful figures achieved sagehood simultaneously!”

“Now that we’re at this point, we can’t influence the three saints anymore! It’s just a pity for such an exquisite Primordial World. Too bad we won’t get a chance to experience a second life!”

“Pangu, you died so miserably! Quickly revive and cleave these three outrageous saints! They want to destroy the world you painstakingly opened up!”

Boom! With a single strike from the Ancestral Dragon, the Dragon’s Fist illuminated ancient times, obliterating the Dao and fracturing the laws!

The Golden Lotus of Merit let out a mournful cry as Hongjun expressionlessly waved the Pangu Banner. Waves of chaotic sword energy shot toward the other two saints! The Four Swords to Vanquish Immortals flickered in and out, while Luo Hou’s body radiated continuous black mist. A demonic realm supplied him with energy, and the God-Slaying Spear was wielded to its utmost. Supported by the Four Swords, the increasingly terrifying Demon Tower defended his true form as Luo Hou fought valiantly, nearly shattering the world! The battle between saints was terrifying; at this moment, not just in the heavens, but their figures also appeared in different timelines!

Clamor! The three great saints continued battling, time and space breaking apart as they transformed into three beams of divine light, disappearing down the river of time!

Retracing countless years back, the three saints seemed to traverse time until they encountered Pangu at the beginning of creation! Pangu seemed to sense someone piercing through time; he glanced toward the fighting three saints, muttering, “What an impudent intruder.”

Before Pangu’s words could finish, boom— the Primordial Axe unleashed a dazzling light as Hongjun’s Pangu Banner and Taiji Diagram shook violently, resonating with a force that sent the three saints crashing back to the Dragon-Han reality! Hongjun, Luo Hou, and the Ancestral Dragon exchanged glances, renewing their life-and-death battle, this time along the river of time as twelve demonic figures appeared in the eyes of the three saints.

Clang! The Chaos Bell resonated, its notes almost taking physical form, stabilizing the turbulent time and space. A figure clad in a golden crow’s royal robe, the Heavenly Emperor, seemed to observe the anomaly in time and space, gazing solemnly at the etheric images of the three saints.

An elderly man with flowing white hair, a vigorous middle-aged man, and a young man with a divine sword on his back all stared into the endless void.

A woman with a human head and a snake’s body curiously penetrated the fabric of time. The man beside her appeared shocked! With a slap, the innate Eight Trigrams began to spin frenetically before fracturing! The man paled as he looked into the depths of time.

In the west, two monks with pained expressions simultaneously opened their divine eyes, golden eyes piercing through the three thousand worlds, as if catching the traces of the saints’ battle.

“I never expected so many top-tier powerhouses would emerge in the later generations!” Hongjun exclaimed amidst the battle.

“Hmph, today after the Primordial World shatters, these powerhouses will never see the light of day!”

Luo Hou snorted coldly, manifesting endless energy to unleash a wave of attacks! Boom! The Ancestral Dragon finally revealed his million-zhang true form. Having broken through restrictions, he transformed into a ten-clawed chaotic dragon! Each of the Ancestral Dragon’s strikes threw time and space into confusion, shattering laws!

“Enough! If they keep fighting, the Primordial World will be shattered.” Jiang Ping tightened the cap of the Happy Water bottle and gently set it down.

“Looks like I need to make a trip to calm the three saints. The Primordial World is mine!”