Chapter 1868 Heavenly Authority
This is the kind of place that is known as a place of spiritual power in heaven and earth. In such a fairy mountain, even a mortal can attain enlightenment if he stays there for a long time!
Swish!
With a streak of light, Zhang Qian directly escaped into the fairy mountain and saw the core hub of Taiqing Dachitian at a glance.

It was a round gem, hazy and emitting bursts of clear light. It looked a little ethereal, as if it was condensed from the pure air of the sky.

In fact, it is extremely heavy, containing the power of the entire Taiqing Dachitian, and it cannot be shaken.

Inside the dim light, there was a blurry figure sitting cross-legged. It was exactly the appearance of Hongjun.

This is the imprint of his spiritual consciousness left inside, and it is also the basis for him to control the authority of this heavenly realm.

With a sneer, Zhang Qian flipped his hand and summoned the Heaven Burial Coffin, and a wisp of the aura of the end, as thin as a hair, floated out.

As the thought came to his mind, this wisp of the energy of the end changed and suddenly turned into an energy of creation.

Swish!
The energy of creation rushed towards the core hub of Yuantuotuo.

If it was the energy of the end, the core hub would have instinctively blocked it, but when faced with the energy of creation, it instead emitted a suction force, attracting the energy of creation to come.

With a whoosh, this ray of creation energy merged into the core hub and came close to the shadow of Hongjun who was sitting cross-legged.

That’s not all, the energy of creation turned into a green halo that surrounded Hongjun’s shadow.

"interesting!"

Zhang Qian narrowed his eyes and had a thought. The aura of creation surrounding Hongjun's shadow suddenly changed and turned into an aura of end!
laugh!
After an extremely subtle sound, Hongjun's shadow disappeared into smoke and was turned into nothingness by the energy of the end!

After destroying Hongjun's shadow and making the core of heaven ownerless, in order to prevent the air of the end from destroying the core of heaven, Zhang Qian had an idea, and the air of the end turned into an air of creation again and returned to the Heaven Burial Coffin!
Everything happened so easily that even the shadow of Hongjun inside the core of the heavenly realm was annihilated before it could react.

Thanks to the magic of the Heaven Burial Coffin, the air of the end can be transformed into the air of creation. Otherwise, it would not be so easy for Zhang Qian to destroy the Hongjun imprint in the core of the heaven.

"not good!"

Hongjun, who had fled to the Nine Netherworld and was recovering from his injuries on the vast holy altar, exclaimed.

"What? You've already fallen to this point, and something worse is going to happen?"

Pan Zu sneered and said with a gloating look.

If it weren't for the will of those transcendental and powerful beings in the Wanwuyi Indestructible Thought to stop him, he would have taken the opportunity to attack and annihilate Hongjun, whose cultivation level had dropped sharply.

No one knew what kind of agreement Hongjun reached with those transcendent powerful wills, allowing those wills to protect him and teach him how to restore his foundation.

This made Pan Zu extremely angry.

"Who did it!"

Hongjun's face was distorted. Just now, he sensed that the authority of Taiqing Dachitian had disappeared, and that layer of heaven was no longer under his control.

The strange thing is that the imprint of his spiritual consciousness left in the core of the heaven did not send back any information, which means that the imprint of his spiritual consciousness left in the core of the heaven was destroyed silently.

This made him have no idea who did it.

A quarter of an hour later, the authority of Yuqing Qingweitian also disappeared.

"Who is it?"

Hongjun was furious, but he could do nothing. His cultivation had plummeted, his foundation had been damaged, and he dared not leave the Nine Netherworld.

“Hahaha! Hongjun, show yourself, you can’t hide!”

At this moment, Hongjun could faintly hear Luohou's sinister laughter, which came from the Nine Netherworld below.

"Luo Hou, you actually dared to come to the Nine Netherworld, you are really courting death!"

A flash of joy appeared in Hongjun's eyes as he looked towards Wan Wuyi who was presiding over the altar in the distance.

"Hmph! Another outsider has come. Pan Zu, go and get rid of him!" The wills of the transcendent and powerful beings in the indestructible mind said in unison.

Pan Zu's face darkened, and he said in a muffled voice: "That man is Luo Hou, the Supreme Demon Ancestor, the origin of the demon path in this world. I am no match for him, so it is better for the saints to take action personally!"

He won't help Hongjun.

Just when Luohou was about to face the will of a group of transcendental strongmen, Zhang Qian went down from Taiqing Dachitian and annihilated the Hongjun imprint in the core of layer by layer of the heaven. The process was very smooth and there were no accidents.

The Emperor of Ji above the Nine Heavens has completely gained the upper hand. The power of the Twelve Ancestral Witches not only failed to recover, but instead was consumed more and more and gradually dried up. Not to mention condensing Pangu's true form, they could not even attack the Emperor of Ji, and could only resist.

"rise!"

The Emperor suddenly roared, and the red hydrangea suddenly expanded, from a few feet in radius to a size of ten thousand miles in an instant.

Rumble!
Such a huge red hydrangea disappeared in a flash, and when it reappeared, it was already outside the Northern Heavenly Gate.

Buzz!
A buzzing sound was heard, and the huge red hydrangea continued to expand rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it became a hundred thousand miles in size, like a bright red star, crushing towards the hundreds of millions of witches below.

But countless screams were heard, and the red hydrangea rolled through the void, crushing countless witches on the spot.

"withdraw!"

Hou Tu gritted her teeth, whispered, and gave an unquestionable order!

The other witch ancestors were not fools either. If they continued to fight when they were unable to condense Pangu's true form, more witches would be destroyed, and some of them might even die.

“Ah…! How hateful!”

Gonggong roared angrily, but had to turn around and leave.

There were only about 8 trillion witches left outside the three heavenly gates. After hearing Hou Tu's decree, they could only leave unwillingly.

"Don't chase them, let them go!"

Emperor Zhi stopped the gods from heaven who wanted to chase after them and let the witch clan leave.

The losses of the Witch Clan this time were actually not great. Less than two trillion of the ten trillion Witch Clan were annihilated. Mainly, those Witch Clan near the three Heavenly Gates were all annihilated, while the Witch Clan in the rear were not greatly affected. The area of ​​the Heavenly Gate was limited, and the Witch Clan in the rear did not even take action, and the battle ended in a whimper.

The ancestor Kunpeng of the Eastern Land was stunned. He did not expect that the Wu Clan would actually withdraw. Instead of dying at the hands of the Wu Clan, Emperor Ji became the savior of Heaven.

After this battle, the prestige of Emperor Zhi skyrocketed, and she truly stood at the top of the world. Her position as the Lord of Heaven was also completely consolidated, and no one dared to look down on her.

"No, I must return to Heaven immediately. Hongjun has fled. If I don't go back, the entire Heaven will fall into the hands of Emperor Ji!"

Thinking of this, Ancestor Kunpeng became anxious, but unfortunately Ancestor Feng would not agree. He entangled him and spread seven-colored divine light all over the sky, making it impossible for him to leave.

Emperor Zhi gave a few instructions and flashed back to Taiqing Dachitian. After a while, he arrived at the palace where the gate to the world was hidden.

Zhang Qian, who had destroyed all the Hongjun imprints inside the core of the thirty-three-layer heaven, was waiting there.

"Lord."

The Emperor bowed slightly.

"I have completely annihilated the Hongjun imprint in the core of the Thirty-three Heavens. Now is the best time for you to refine the Thirty-three Heavens. Go quickly."

Waving his hand, Zhang Qian said: "Hongjun will not dare to leave the Nine Netherworld in the short term. During this time, you must take full control of the Honghuang Heavenly Court!"

The Queen nodded, and a streak of light flew towards the core of the Taiqing Dachitian Heaven. The Thirty-three Heavens were without a master, and she would become the master of the Thirty-three Heavens, the true master of heaven.

(End of this chapter)