Seeing that Dijun was actually injured this severely, Taiyi immediately had a Golden Crow phantom fly out from his Three Flowers of the Primordial Spirit. Holding the Eastern Emperor Taiyi in its beak, it crashed toward the Pangu phantom. What a magnificent Pangu phantom! Raising the giant axe in its hands, it brought it crashing down directly toward Taiyi's head.
With a deafening crash, spatial ripples instantly spread in all directions. The members of the Wu Clan, the Demon Clan, and the various rogue cultivators of the Primordial World who had lingered near Buzhou Mountain without escaping in time were instantly reduced to ashes. After hundreds of millions of years of bitter cultivation, they ultimately met a tragic end, their bodies destroyed and their souls scattered.
Having already retreated hundreds of millions of miles away, Zhang Qing expanded the twelfth-grade Black Lotus beneath his feet until it grew to over ten zhang in size, lifting Zhenyuanzi and Hongyun together with him.
Chapter 60