515: Defeat Haotian

Seeing this, the Taixu Daoist did not dare to linger and transformed into a streak of light, departing directly.

Xiao Zhuo did not stop him; his target, from beginning to end, was only Golden Source. The others were like floating clouds, not worth a glance.

Golden Source seized the Opportunity to escape.

However, as soon as he activated his immortal power, he was startled to realize that the surrounding Void Realm had, at some unknown point, solidified like amber. He had long been firmly sealed within it, completely unaware!

In an instant, shock and despair surged into his heart.

Just then, Emperor Haotian moved.

His figure flickered, appearing before Xiao Zhuo as if teleporting, and he simply threw a punch.

This punch, returned to its original simplicity, contained his terrifying cultivation, and wherever the fist passed, space collapsed in layers.

Xiao Zhuo's face was unperturbed; he also casually struck out with a palm.

Fist and palm met.

Space violently vibrated, and a ripple visible to the naked eye exploded in the air, spreading in all directions like ripples on water until it disappeared at the edge of the sky.

The two stalemated for a few breaths, then Emperor Haotian's figure shook, and he flew backward.

"When did the Immortal-Demon Realm produce such a powerful expert as you?" He stabilized himself, his internal shock beyond measure.

Xiao Zhuo, however, merely withdrew his palm indifferently, took a step, and, ignoring spatial barriers, appeared before the sealed Golden Source.

"Your Excellency, you underestimate this Emperor too much!" A voice, tinged with anger, rang out.

Emperor Haotian reappeared beside Xiao Zhuo, now holding a long sword as white as jade. The sword body flowed with an extremely rich power of creation—it was precisely his origin divine weapon, the creation divine sword, which aligned with his Dao!

The divine sword struck down, and a terrifying Sword Qi, containing infinite mysteries of creation and destruction, shot forth. Within the Sword Qi, countless ethereal figures of living beings seemed to be born and extinguished, like a real world pressing down on Xiao Zhuo.

However, even though the creation divine sword was extraordinarily miraculous, it was still useless in the face of an absolute disparity in strength.

Xiao Zhuo merely pointed a finger, and that Sword Qi, powerful enough to destroy a world, shattered abruptly, leaving only a fleeting scratch on his fingertip.

Emperor Haotian's pupils constricted sharply. He had used his full power, yet the opponent still handled it so casually!

Just as he began to feel the urge to retreat, Xiao Zhuo raised an eyebrow and looked at him: "Since the Emperor has repeatedly entangled himself, why not also take a strike from this Venerable?"

Countless runes gathered at his fingertip, and a pea-sized Chaos light orb quickly condensed. The next moment, a hazy, chaotic ray, seemingly capable of annihilating all things, burst forth!

A warning bell rang wildly in Emperor Haotian's heart. He formed a hand Seal, and all his immortal power furiously poured into the ancient bell above his head.

The ancient bell descended, and layers of solid bell shadows stacked up, firmly protecting him within.

"Hiss!"

The ray swept past, instantly shattering the first layer of bell shadow, followed by the second, the third... A total of nine layers of bell shadows were easily pierced, and the ray finally slammed fiercely into the Main Body of the ancient bell!

"Dong—!"

A prolonged bell chime resounded through heaven and earth. The giant bell, along with Emperor Haotian, was blasted a thousand miles away, and on the bell's body, a subtle yet clear scratch was left!

Having unleashed his attack, Xiao Zhuo no longer paid attention to the outcome and turned his gaze to Golden Source.

Golden Source watched as this mysterious powerhouse approached step by step, feeling a chill run down his spine.

As a Saint's Severed Corpse, he had seen Time and Space Quasi-Saints over the long years, but he had never encountered such a terrifying existence.

That Chaos ray just now had made his Divine Soul tremble.

"You... are you the Main Body of that shell?" His mental transmission was filled with shock and fear.

Xiao Zhuo's eyes were cold and calm: "Since you've recognized me, you should also understand how unwise it was for you to set your sights on me."

He made a grabbing motion with his large hand, and the three-zhang-tall Saint's skeleton was lifted into the air by an invisible force.

The light orb on the skeleton's chest vibrated violently, yet it irresistibly detached from the chest and fell into Xiao Zhuo's hand.

Holding the second sacred status light orb, and feeling the sacred Dao aura within it, which was of the same origin as Red Heaven's, Xiao Zhuo's expression remained indifferent.

His left hand's five fingers spread out, and he made a grabbing motion in the air, aiming at the skeleton's head—

"Uh ah—!"

A shrill Divine Soul scream emanated from the skeleton, and a rich golden soul flame was forcibly stripped out.

At the core of the soul flame, Golden Source's face, similar to Qing Lian's but appearing older, was vaguely visible.

Countless intricate silver-white runes surged from Xiao Zhuo's fingertips, wrapping around and compressing the golden soul flame like chains, finally transforming it into a dark gold pearl the size of a longan, circulating with countless Seal runes.

Casually putting away the pearl that sealed Golden Source's Divine Soul, Xiao Zhuo's gaze swept over the Saint's skeleton, which had become completely silent after losing its soul flame. After a brief thought, he also put it into the Zizai Realm.

This skeleton had an extremely high essence and might have other uses.

After all this was done, his figure flickered slightly and he disappeared from his original spot, leaving behind only the ravaged land and the uncalmed energy aftershocks... A moment later, space subtly fluctuated, and a somewhat disheveled figure staggered into appearance. It was Emperor Haotian, who had returned.

His imperial robes were covered in dust, and although his aura was still strong, his brow could not hide his alarm and gloom.

The clear yellow ancient bell above his head was slightly dim, and a scratch was clearly visible on its body!

His gaze was sharp as lightning, sweeping across the ground that had been leveled by a single palm, then looking at where Golden Source had previously been sealed; there was nothing left.

The massive Saint's skeleton and that mysterious powerhouse were both nowhere to be found.

In the air, only a faint trace of saint position Dao essence remained, along with a chilling, ethereal, and supreme aura of Time and Space.

"What a Great Dao of Time and Space... stealing my Opportunity... This matter is not over!" Emperor Haotian muttered to himself, his expression constantly changing.

He prided himself on having no rivals below the Saint, yet today he had suffered repeated setbacks. Even with the creation divine sword and the haotian bell unleashed together, he couldn't do anything to the opponent, instead being forced back a thousand miles by a single strike, and his supreme treasure was damaged.

This feeling of powerlessness, he hadn't experienced for too long.

"What is the origin of this person? The runes of that Chaos ray are profound and unfathomable..." Emperor Haotian frowned deeply. "If he gathers the saint position fragments and becomes a Saint, with the strength he has displayed and the strangeness of the Great Dao of Time and Space, the Immortal-Demon Realm might be turned upside down..."

At this thought, his heart sank further.

After a long silence in place, Emperor Haotian finally let out a sigh of unclear meaning, and his figure slowly dissipated.

The waters of this realm are unfathomably deep; he had already decided to retreat and needed to quickly rendezvous with the other Heavenly Court Emperors to deliberate a long-term plan... Meanwhile, in the easternmost part of the Nirvana Realm, within a chaotic, Void Realm wall.

Two figures were clashing fiercely, the roar of the Great Dao echoing through eternity.

One of them, surrounded by pure and clear green Dao light, was Qing Lian, one of the Three Corpses.

His expression was solemn, and his hand Seals changed. Green lotuses containing creation and destruction bloomed out of thin air, either protecting himself or attacking his opponent.

His opponent, whose body was enveloped in monstrous Devilish Qi, was Hao Duo!

Unlike Emperor Haotian's majestic imperial might, Hao Duo's attacks were more direct, overbearing, and filled with destruction and erosion.

He tore space with his bare hands. Between his fists and palms, the dark Great Dao evolved into all-consuming whirlpools and corrosive devilish fire, breaking Qing Lian's Dao techniques one by one.

"Fellow Daoist Qing Lian, why resist stubbornly? Your Main Body, Yuan Gu, has long since fallen. You are merely a rootless floating duckweed; what can you do, even with some saint position fragments?" Hao Duo's voice was cold, laced with mockery, yet his offensive grew even more ferocious.

Qing Lian was horrified in his heart.

He had used his trump cards to shake off many pursuers, but he hadn't expected Hao Duo to cling to him like a maggot on bone. His strength was far beyond his estimation!

What shocked him even more was that Hao Duo had actually revealed his true origin in one go!