"Soul."

The woman murmured to herself, indeed, in her world, nobody could clearly explain this.

"All things on this island are constructed by the Heavenly Dao."

After watching a battle, Zhang Liang led the woman out of the Daoist Temple.

"Immortal Zhen Yuan initially started building a minor world by also utilizing the Heavenly Dao here."

Zhang Liang said, "Regrettably, it was unsuccessful."

"Of course..."

The woman thought, the Hongmeng World was not as simple as they imagined.

Brilliant and resplendent, the realms of Hongmeng—if it had not been destroyed—Immortals like Zhen Yuan would have been less significant than mere dust in Hongmeng.

Thinking of this, the woman's eyes dimmed.

Hongmeng was so dazzlingly brilliant and unparalleled; it was supposed to be eternal, yet now it is shattered into today's Chaos.

The tiny Three Realms are now a sought-after haven for Immortals.

What an irony and tragedy!

"The Heavenly Emperor is seeking to elevate the Wanling Heavenly Dao further."

Unaware of the woman's complex thoughts, Zhang Liang continued leading the way and spoke, "Just like the Totems and Heavenly Dao, capable of interweaving with the will of living beings, they will ultimately be absorbed by the Heavenly Dao."

"That is blasphemy."

A voice spoke near the woman's ear.

"Exactly."

The woman thought to herself.

She hoped that the Hongmeng Totems could devour the Heavenly Dao, but if the Totems were integrated by the Heavenly Dao, that would be completely unacceptable.

She made a decision in her heart.

In the following days, whether it was the immortal beings or Sun Wukong, everyone's focus was on Immortal Zhen Yuan's minor world.

Time flowed like a river, unceasingly rushing forward, and soon another month passed.

Immortal Zhen Yuan created his most perfect work.

Amidst the entanglement and resonance of Totems and spells, a hazy sky first evolved in the minor world, which then cracked, releasing countless strands of Immortal Light that transformed into mountains on the ground.

As these mountains formed, auspicious qi surrounded them, and all things evolved.

Such a grand and transformative scene had never been witnessed before; all immortals held their breath, watching this unprecedented creation take shape.

Even Immortal Zhen Yuan was wide-eyed, watching intently.

"A strange phenomenon in the sky; this time it must succeed!"

He awaited eagerly.

A golden radiance suddenly streaked past him.

"Heavenly Emperor."

The immortals around Immortal Zhen Yuan immediately bowed in greeting.

"Brother."

Taking a few steps forward, Zhen Yuan chuckled, "Your presence here—does it mean this minor world has succeeded?"

"Mhm."

Sun Wukong looked at the gradually forming minor world, sparks lighting up in his eyes. Heavenly Dao, Totems, mountains, rivers, and seas, although conflicting, were organically integrating together.

This minor world already possessed the conditions he needed.

Although Sun Wukong didn't know what the true Hongmeng looked like, from the look of this land, it was indeed incredibly powerful, immune even to the deepest spells.

Its formation made him feel that it was time.

"Go!"

Sun Wukong shot a ray of Immortal Light from his hand, soaring into the minor world.

At that moment, the hazy sky in the minor world erupted with a loud explosion, like a sun bursting, instantly dazzling with various colored Immortal Lights and filled with the sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

"This is truly incredible!"

Immortal Zhen Yuan squinted his eyes, casting spells to look, barely making out that a crack had appeared in the sky.

Immortal Energy diffused from the crack, transforming into a sky full of brilliant lights, each dazzling in its distinct form.

A vague silhouette gradually took shape within the light.

"Is that the Pangu Sky Splitting Axe?"

The immortals were stunned. The light from the minor world was so brilliant that their eyes could only make out outlines; they couldn't see the specific form of the Sky Splitting Axe clearly.

"Brother."

Zhen Yuan averted his gaze, having looked too long, feeling a strong flash in his eyes, "Can your spell create a mold for the Pangu Sky Splitting Axe?"

"Yes."

Sun Wukong looked at the Sky Splitting Axe.

The aura of the Sky Splitting Axe was unmatched by anything ancient or modern. He had spent a long time perfecting the spell, and now it was the final version.

Ultimately, the spell was just a catalyst that would evolve into a real mold, attracting the power of the Pangu Sky Splitting Axe to form a temporary physical entity.

However, this process wasn't easy; the Pangu Sky Splitting Axe was too complex, and its evolution took a long time, with no room for any mishaps.

"Caution above all."

Sun Wukong's right hand produced an Immortal Talisman, pinching it at his fingertips.

"Go!"

He waved his hand, and the Immortal Talisman shot out, transforming into three thousand rays of light in mid-air, radiating into the ground, blasting all the surrounding immortals away.

Immortal Zhen Yuan was also blasted away, landing a thousand miles away.

"Brother, at least give a warning!"

Immortal Zhen Yuan stood up, unharmed but covered in dust.

He dusted himself off and looked towards the minor world again, only to see layers of thick fog in front of it, heavy as mountains.

The minor world was now surrounded by multiple Barriers; Sun Wukong had thrown out three thousand Immortal Talismans, creating three thousand Barriers.

"Goodness..."

Immortal Zhen Yuan was astounded by the quality of the Barriers;

So many Barriers, each transformed from the Tao, perhaps even the Three Pure Ones would not be able to break through.

"If the spell of the minor world breaks, it's all over."

Sun Wukong's voice rang in Immortal Zhen Yuan's ears: "From now on, no one is allowed near here."

As soon as his words fell, Immortal Zhen Yuan suddenly sensed a presence behind him, causing chill bumps.

He turned around and saw a silver pillar of light rising in the east, its aura deathly still and terrifying, unparalleled in the world.

"She can't stay put any longer."

Sun Wukong's voice sounded again.

Turning his head, Immortal Zhen Yuan saw Sun Wukong standing beside him, flames burning in his eyes, yet a coldness lay deep within.

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