Eternal Time and Space

Chapter 48 Trading

The axe flashed and the sword flashed, the two colliding again, golden light and axe light exploded between heaven and earth, the light illuminating the entire primordial world.

The starry world around Mo Yun was cleaved open layer by layer by the axe light. Stars shattered, star orbits broke, and the light of the Milky Way axis dimmed rapidly. But the light of the Ten Bright Swords grew brighter and brighter, as if countless stars collapsed and condensed into a single point within the sword.

Sword light flashed, tearing open the sky with cracks and carving deep ravines into the earth.

Mo Yun and Pan Gu fought from the Eastern Region to the Western Region, from the Western Region to the Southern Region, from the Southern Region to the Northern Sea, and from the Northern Sea to the Star Sea. The mountains and rivers along the way were reduced to dust in the aftershocks of their battle, and countless creatures fled frantically, trying to avoid the sword and axe lights that fell from the sky.

Pangu's body was covered with sword wounds, the deepest of which was on his chest, extending from his left shoulder to his right rib, almost splitting his chest open. Chaotic energy surged from the sword wound, like fresh blood.

Mo Yun was in no better shape. Although Pangu's axe light did not strike him directly, the aftershocks of the axe light shattered his protective starlight layer by layer, and most of his golden clothes were torn apart, revealing his bloody and mangled body underneath.

But neither of them changed their gaze. Pangu's eyes remained empty, filled with pure indifference, while Moyun's expression remained excited, his eyes burning with intensity.

The final collision.

Mo Yun poured all his power into the Ten Bright Sword. The thirty-six-petaled silver lotus fully bloomed, and the starry sky deep within the flower's core poured all its starlight into this sword. On the Ten Bright Sword, the sun and moon patterns shone to their fullest. The true fire of the sun and the true water of the moon intertwined and merged on the sword's body, transforming into an indescribable sword light.

At this moment, Pangu's giant axe also gathered all the chaotic energy, and the blade surged with the power to cleave everything.

The axe light clashed with the sword light.

Heaven and earth fell silent. In that instant, all sounds in the primordial world vanished—the sound of wind, water, the breathing of living beings, the beating of hearts—all sounds were swallowed up by the immense power of their collision.

A burst of light erupted, a light a hundred times more intense than the sun pouring down from the sky, illuminating the entire primordial world in a blinding white.

Click!

The giant axe shattered. The giant axe, formed from primordial chaos, was cleaved in two by the sword light of the Ten Bright Swords. The axe blade flew off, the handle broke, and primordial chaos surged wildly from the broken ends.

The sword light, still powerful, pierced through Pangu's brow and ancestral temple.

Golden sword light poured in from between Pangu's eyebrows and out from the back of his head, while wisps of chaotic energy overflowed from between Pangu's eyebrows.

Pangu let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, and suddenly clasped his hands together, grabbing Moyun, whose sword had pierced his brow, in his palm.

Pangu's ten fingers contracted, and terrifying power surged from all directions, crushing Moyun's bones inch by inch. Ribs, arm bones, leg bones, spine—the sound of bones shattering rang out like popping beans. Moyun's flesh and blood turned into minced meat under the pressure of the ten fingers, and golden blood gushed out from between Pangu's fingers like lava erupting from a mountain fissure.

But Mo Yun did not let go; his hands still gripped the Ten Bright Swords, the blade pressing down inch by inch until it pierced deep into Pangu's brow.

Pangu's ten fingers trembled, his power was draining away, his brow was pierced, and his ancestral court was pierced. This was the core of the Chaos God and Demon, and Moyun's sword was destroying the foundation of this pseudo-Pangu's existence.

Pangu's clenched fingers slowly loosened, the violent energy gradually decreased, his arms fell to his sides, and the light in his giant eyes, which resembled the sun and moon, dimmed.

A golden light pierced through, and the Ten Bright Swords completely penetrated Pangu's brow, the tip of the sword emerging from the back of his head, bringing out a spray of blood condensed from the origin of chaos.

Pangu's hands completely loosened, and Moyun fell from his grasp. Pangu's enormous body stood frozen between heaven and earth, with the Ten Bright Swords piercing his brow, like a mountain that had been pierced.

His body exploded, and chaotic energy surged out from Pangu's shattered body, transforming into a chaotic storm that swept across the heavens and the earth.

In the midst of the storm, countless corpses of chaotic gods and demons fell like rain, turning into broken bodies scattered across the earth.

Amidst the surging flames, Mo Yun stood up, his eyes shining brightly.

He won. Although he only killed a pseudo-Pangu, not the real Pangu, this pseudo-Pangu still possessed a portion of Pangu's former power. If he could kill this pseudo-Pangu today, he would be able to truly surpass Pangu in the future.

Mo Yun's state of mind soared at this moment. It was an indescribable feeling, as if a thin mist that had shrouded his mind for countless years had been blown away by the wind. The shadow of Pangu and the fear of that axe had weighed on his heart for an entire era. Now, this shadow was finally beginning to dissolve.

Mo Yun looked down at the scattered remains of chaotic gods and demons and innate spiritual treasures at his feet. There were seventy-seven chaotic gods and demons and seventy-seven corpses.

Some of these corpses were intact, some were broken, and some still retained the ferocious expressions of their lives. Scattered among the corpses were dozens of innate spiritual treasures, including knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, bells, tripods, pagodas, diagrams, banners, and seals. Each of them surged with innate energy, and each of them was a treasure formed from fragments of the Great Dao at the time of the creation of heaven and earth.

Between the corpses and the spiritual treasures, there were several fragments shimmering with jade-colored light. The fragments were no bigger than a fingernail, and their bodies were as warm and smooth as jade. They exuded an indescribable mysterious aura. The jade-colored light flowed on the surface of the fragments, and with each rotation, it resonated with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, emitting a faint Dao sound.

These are fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation, a total of seven pieces.

With a wave of his sleeve, Mo Yun collected the three thousand corpses of chaotic gods and demons, dozens of innate spiritual treasures, and seven fragments of the Creation Jade Disc into the Milky Way Axis.

Just as Mo Yun finished collecting, a figure appeared in front of him.

With white hair, a gray-white Taoist robe, a gaunt face, and three long strands of beard hanging down his chest, he was none other than the leader of the Xuanmen sect, the Taoist Ancestor Hongjun.

Mo Yun looked at Hong Jun with a cold expression. Hong Jun's appearance at this time was clearly not for pleasantries.

Hongjun cut to the chase, looking at Moyun and saying, "The fragments of the Creation Jade Disc are of great use to me, and are related to my path of cultivation."

Mo Yun did not respond.

Hongjun frowned, flipped his right hand, and a square pagoda appeared in his palm. The pagoda had four layers, each a different color: blue, red, white, and black, corresponding to the four elements of earth, fire, wind, and water. The four colors of light flowed and intertwined on the pagoda, making it dazzling. Four jade bells hung under the eaves. When the wind blew, the jade bells made a clear sound, and each sound resonated with the power of the four elements.

The Four Symbols Pagoda is a top-tier innate spiritual treasure.

Mo Yun glanced at it and said indifferently, "Not enough."

Hongjun remained silent, then took out another pair of rings, one yin and one yang. The yang ring was reddish-gold, and the yin ring was silver-white. The two rings were interlocked, and the yin and yang energies flowed endlessly within the rings, emitting a low hum with each rotation.

The Limitless Ring, yet another top-tier innate spiritual treasure.