Jie Heng, already extremely afraid of Huan Ti, only knew to offer up his Wind Halberd when he saw Huan Ti rushing towards him, almost imbuing all his divine essence and spiritual will into his most powerful attack, the Void Reversal Kill.

No matter how lacking Jie Heng was, he was once a righteous god who could barely be called a Quasi-Sage, or a righteous god infinitely close to Quasi-Sage. Although his cultivation had plummeted after the Great Tribulation, compared to the Saint Huan Ti, Jie Heng's decline was minimal. At least he was still a God Fusion middle stage.

The Void Reversal Kill was Jie Heng's trump card, capable of reversing space and disrupting rules. His magic weapon, the Wind Halberd, could turn everything within the Void Reversal Kill into wind blades, wrapping around his opponent.

Huan Ti, having just torn open Mo Wuji's level seven trapping and killing divine array, was immediately engulfed by the Void Reversal Kill.

Under normal circumstances, even if Huan Ti stood there and allowed Jie Heng to attack, Jie Heng's attacks would only tickle him. But now, with his cultivation having fallen to its lowest point, Huan Ti was wrapped by Jie Heng's Void Reversal Kill, his body being cut open by the Wind Halberd's blade radiance, creating streaks of blood mist.

Huan Ti's divine essence continued to wither, and his spiritual will also became somewhat sluggish.

Roaring furiously, the crescent blade crown, red in color, slashed down, creating a substantial red blade radiance.

"Puff!" A burst of blood erupted as Jie Heng was torn in half by Huan Ti's blade radiance, his two halves of body flying away like a kite with a broken string. As for Jie Heng's Void Reversal Kill, it shattered like paper under this red radiance, completely collapsing and disappearing.

Fortunately, Huan Ti was too badly injured, and the Buddhist Spade within him was constantly corroding his Dao rhythm and sea of consciousness. Otherwise, this blade radiance wouldn't have just cleaved Jie Heng in half, but would have directly crushed him into dust, until nothingness.

From Huan Ti severely injuring Mo Wuji and rushing out of Gluttonous Valley, to tearing open Meng Ye's trapping and killing divine array, then defeating the combined divine powers of Mo Wuji and Meng Ye, and finally tearing apart Mo Wuji's Void Trapping and Killing Divine Array and shattering Jie Heng's divine power, cleaving Jie Heng in two, all of this happened in a short period of time.

The final cleave of Jie Heng didn't even take a breath's time.

For Mo Wuji, that amount of time was enough. Mo Wuji's third finger, Creation, had been completely formed, locking onto Huan Ti, who was about to escape.

The Mortal World was torn open by Huan Ti, Heaven and Earth were ripped apart by Huan Ti, and then there was Creation.

The torn Mortal World and Heaven and Earth transformed into a vast furnace, in which everything in the universe melted and dissipated...

Dissipating within this world of creation, no matter how wretched you once were, no matter how noble you once were, within this creation furnace, all things were melted away like copper.

Indeed, Heaven and Earth are the furnace, Creation is the craftsman, Yin and Yang are the charcoal, and all things are copper!

Seemingly sensing the Dao rhythm of Creation, the Buddhist Spade inserted in Huan Ti's body was flowing with Dao rhythm unceasingly. A hissing sound emanated from around the Buddhist Spade, and a life aura was dissolving, turning into copper liquid within Creation.

"No..." Huan Ti looked up to the sky and let out a miserable roar, unwilling, reluctant, unconvinced!

I, Huan Ti, cut through heart demons, overcame hardships, experienced endless life and death, and obtained the Divine Pagoda to prove myself a Saint!

I, Huan Ti, stand on the ground and top the sky, control the universe, all living beings are ants under my feet, and countless Saints and Divine beings prostrate themselves.

I, Huan Ti, have not yet taken revenge after the Great Tribulation, the slaughter has not yet begun, how can I die under the hands of an ant?

I am not convinced! Not convinced! Not convinced...!

So what if it's a Creation Copper Furnace, break for me!

"Boom!" Cracks appeared in the Creation Furnace, then it exploded, and the Creation finger shattered into countless rules fragments.

Huan Ti, who was originally covered in blood and whose Dao rhythm was collapsing, now looked like a skeleton. The essence blood and flesh all over his body had disappeared. However, the Buddhist Spade still pierced through this skeleton, emitting a terrifying Dao rhythm aura.

Mo Wuji's face changed. He thought that Huan Ti, severely injured, would definitely be suppressed under the Creation finger.

He didn't expect Huan Ti to actually tear apart his Creation finger!

Mo Wuji, shocked, quickly calmed down. The Yin-Yang Dao rhythm of the fourth finger was suddenly understood! After Creation comes Yin and Yang.

When Heaven and Earth are harmonious, all things are born; when Yin and Yang connect, changes arise!

One is life, two is death!

So I already have the Yin-Yang auxiliary divine power. Mo Wuji had a thought, raised his hand and drew mysterious hand seals, and bombarded down.

He understood Yin and Yang, but what he used was not the fourth finger Yin-Yang in the Seven World Fingers, but the Wheel of Life and Death.

How could Huan Ti wait for Mo Wuji to unleash the Wheel of Life and Death? After tearing apart the Creation Finger, his figure turned into a gray light and shot out directly.

"Bang!" The space emitted a violent tremor, Huan Ti retreated a few steps and fell to the ground.

The space around him had been locked. Meng Ye, with a pale face, was constantly bombarding with hand seals. At this point, how could Meng Ye not know that Huan Ti absolutely could not be allowed to escape? His attacking divine powers were not as good as Mo Wuji's, but his Dust Silk Shackles were no worse than any space trapping and killing divine powers.

His Dust Silk Shackles had not locked Huan Ti before, but now that Huan Ti had been successively blocked by Mo Wuji, if he still couldn't lock Huan Ti, then he, Meng Ye, would have lived in vain.

"Meng Ye, you seek death!" Huan Ti, locked by Meng Ye's Dust Silk Shackles, roared furiously. A Saint was now locked by Meng Ye, a mere ant. How hateful!

Rage filled Huan Ti's mind and body, and the Dao rhythm around him erupted like a tangible substance, seemingly wanting to lock down and shatter everything around him.

Meng Ye's face was pale, his Dao rhythm was circulating to the extreme, and he was frantically operating his divine essence and spiritual will, trying to suppress Huan Ti's struggle. A mouthful of essence blood was directly spat out by Meng Ye, and Meng Ye's seemingly immortal appearance instantly aged. The Dao rhythm around him also began to become chaotic.

Opening his somewhat weary eyes, Meng Ye glanced at Mo Wuji and said with difficulty, "I can't hold on any longer."

Mo Wuji didn't answer Meng Ye's words. He wouldn't give Huan Ti another chance. A Seal of the Wheel of Life and Death bombarded Huan Ti's body.

One wheel for life, one wheel for death.

After the Seal of the Wheel of Life and Death bombarded Huan Ti's body, Huan Ti's angry and excited eyes dimmed. He looked up at Mo Wuji, with something in his eyes that was difficult to explain.

Meng Ye felt that the Dao rhythm aura that was breaking free from his shackles was getting weaker and weaker. He breathed a sigh of relief, regained his senses, and also looked at Mo Wuji with apprehension.

Although the three of them were besieging Huan Ti, Meng Ye was very clear that the main force was Mo Wuji. Without Mo Wuji, even if Huan Ti had been severely injured by Gluttonous Valley, if he, Meng Ye, and Jie Heng were to face Huan Ti today, they would have died without a doubt.

Huan Ti had been beaten into such a state. After Mo Wuji's Seal of the Wheel of Life and Death landed, he still felt his vitality rapidly collapsing. And the death energy was rapidly gathering.

Mo Wuji was shocked. His Seal of the Wheel of Life and Death was originally one life and one death. The reason why he could make the Seal of the Wheel of Life and Death turn into the other party's constantly increasing death energy was because he had a Vitality Meridian.

This Huan Ti was too strong. If he didn't have the Vitality Meridian, it was hard to say whether his Seal of the Wheel of Life and Death could take care of this guy.

With his vitality collapsing, Mo Wuji didn't dare to think about anything else. The Seal of the Wheel of Life and Death was constantly bombarded out, and the vitality of the Vitality Meridian was constantly replenished.

It took a dozen breaths before Mo Wuji felt his vitality collapse weaken, and then stop collapsing.

With his vitality stopping its collapse, Huan Ti's vitality, under the Seal of the Wheel of Life and Death, disappeared like flowing water.

Huan Ti, who was already like a skeleton, now exuded death energy all over his body, and an old and twilight aura appeared around Huan Ti.

"What is your name?" Huan Ti opened his eyes and looked at Mo Wuji calmly, his eyes were also peaceful, without the previous unwillingness and anger, and without any disobedience.

The journey of his struggle for countless years appeared before his eyes, and the scene of stepping into the Dao path from a high-spirited and handsome young man appeared. There was also the glory of him sitting on the Saint's divine throne, feasting guests from all sides, and receiving worship from all directions.

Now everything had vanished like smoke, turned into dust. Even after sitting on the throne of a Saint and experiencing countless setbacks, Huan Ti's heart was still as dead as ashes, and he no longer had any thoughts of leaving behind a trace of his spiritual will to be reborn. Because this trace of spiritual will would have to undergo countless years of hardship and tempering before it could return again.

Although he knew that if he wanted to live, he could still abandon a trace of his spiritual will. But so what? With a strong person like Mo Wuji, where would there be a place for him, Huan Ti, in the future?

"Mo Wuji." Mo Wuji was also extremely shocked by Huan Ti. This guy was really too tenacious. Fortunately, he had found two helpers, otherwise, he might not have been able to kill Huan Ti.

"You are very strong, so strong that you made me lose the thought of rebirth. Help me kill Meng Ye and Jie Heng. I won't be reborn again. I think my life has already been enough." Huan Ti was as casual as if he was asking Mo Wuji to borrow a bowl of soy sauce.

Meng Ye's heart tightened when he heard this. He looked at Mo Wuji with some apprehension. He felt that after Mo Wuji imprinted the last Seal of the Wheel of Life and Death, his strength had risen to another level.

Mo Wuji said lightly, "You think too much. I don't kill allies."

Huan Ti sighed, "Mo Wuji, if I want to leave, even if you kill my current self, many years later, I, Huan Ti, can still come back. Do you believe it?"

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