The thin purple threads one after another are actually all condensed by the rules of heaven. The more purple threads, the more rules of heaven.

When the purple thin threads are intertwined into a net, they have actually formed a net of heaven. Within the net, the rules of heaven govern everything.

But the scope of its influence is not large after all. Compared with the vast chaos, the snare of heaven is actually just a drop in the ocean.

However, Dao Ancestor Hongjun has been making plans, and every time the Heavenly Dao Snare is defeated, it is not completely dissipated, but hidden.

When the next heavenly snare appears, the once dissipated heavenly snare will reappear, and the coverage area will be larger.

The six saints have actually seen that this is like a quagmire. The more you struggle, the deeper you will sink into, and eventually there will be no room for struggle.

Just like now, after the layout was completed, Dao Ancestor Hongjun saw clearly that the area covered by the heavenly net was extremely huge.

This is not the most terrifying thing. When the scope of Heavenly Dao's net is large enough and the rules of Heavenly Dao are complete enough, the power of Heavenly Dao can be fully demonstrated.

At this moment, under the net of heaven, the vast chaos has turned into a primitive world, and heaven has become the only master.

And Hongjun, the Taoist ancestor who combines the body with the Tao, controls the power of the heavenly way. Within this range, he is naturally invincible.

"There is no more suspense. Although this person is a variable, he still cannot defy heaven!" Yuanshi Tianzun said.

Seeing that the deputy leader of Jiejiao was about to die, his mood was a bit complicated, and he couldn't tell what he was feeling at this time.

Even the two saints Zhunti and Jieying, who wished that Wang Xuan would die immediately, looked a little complicated at this time.

Considering their enmity with Wang Xuan, they wished that Wang Xuan would die immediately, which was naturally the right thing to do.

But how could they not know that Wang Xuan's fall actually had a deeper meaning, which was directly related to their future.

A variable that does not exist in the prehistoric world, a fifty-fifty Dao, a forty-nine Tianyan, is probably a variable that has escaped.

The Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, which has been inconceivably enlightened, still cannot escape the shackles of heaven, what can they do?

What awaits them is just to continue to become saints under the way of heaven, looking down at all living beings from the thirty-third heaven, but they are extremely lonely and hopeless.

Empress Nuwa once asked them, are they really willing to do this? How could they be willing, but what can they do if they are not willing?

All those who escaped failed. These saints, who had been trapped in the net of heaven for a long time, seemed immortal, but they were nothing more than withered bones in the grave.

"I should take action now, and I really want to take action now, but I can't because I believe he will not lose!" said Master Tongtian.

He has been wiping the Qingping Sword in his hand, and the sword intent in his body has not weakened even a little, but has become more and more intense.

His sword is still moving forward, and it is even sharper, as if it can cut through everything, even if it is the shackles of fate.

In fact, he had made a choice long ago. He should have drawn the sword at this time, even if he would face his teacher and the invincible Heavenly Dao.

But he couldn't draw his sword. This was a battle that belonged to Wang Xuan, a battle that represented infinite possibilities, and he couldn't intervene.

Even if Wang Xuanzhen died, he died on the journey of pursuing the great road. Although he died, he would have no regrets.

Moreover, for some reason, from the first time he met Wang Xuan, he never doubted this person, even at this moment.

If Wang Xuan is really defeated, he will draw his sword. This is not only cutting off his own shackles, but also avenging the only person he values.

"He will not fall so easily. After all, he once made an agreement with me, but it has not been completed yet!" said the Nuwa Empress.

She actually didn't have much confidence about Wang Xuan's strength and whether Wang Xuan had other trump cards that he had not used yet.

But she knew enough about Wang Xuan. In her opinion, he was a person who made decisions before taking action.

Now that you have made such a choice, you should naturally have anticipated the situation in front of you. You had the opportunity to leave, but you insisted on persisting until now.

If Wang Xuan had no support at all, she would never believe it. Now it was time to see what Wang Xuan's support was.

What kind of thing can make Wang Xuan so confident that he dares to face the power of heaven directly? He can be called an invincible teacher.

"He will indeed not be defeated. If there is any strength that can resist the teacher, I think I should know it!" I said.

The aura on his body is weakening rapidly, from the quasi-sage realm of killing three corpses to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, and then to the Golden Immortal realm.

In a short period of time, not only was he no longer a heavenly saint, he had become an earthly immortal, and was even turning into a mortal.

But because of this, the other five saints looked at him with increasingly weird looks, as if they had seen something incredible.

It is indeed somewhat incredible. As my cultivation becomes weaker and weaker, the aura on his body becomes deeper and deeper, making even the saints unable to fathom it.

Perhaps it was for this reason that I suddenly had an enlightenment, and he seemed to be able to understand the thoughts of the deputy leader of the Jie Cult.

After all, he was born from three parts of the great god Pangu's soul, inherited the legacy of the great god Pangu, and also bears the mark of the great god Pangu's creation of the sky.

At this time, under everyone's gaze, the purple net enveloped the chaos, the rules of heaven were intact, and the power of heaven descended.

Chaos is no longer a void, but has transformed into worlds. It is not the prehistoric world, but it is very similar to three thousand small worlds.

Those three thousand small worlds were originally transformed from the fragments of the prehistoric world. They have the same origin as the prehistoric world, and the law of heaven also controls the three thousand small worlds.

Now, Daozu Hongjun has transformed the chaos near the prehistoric world into an existence like three thousand small worlds.

If Dao Ancestor Hongjun is willing, it will be easy to open up many worlds in this vast chaos, and he can even directly merge with the ancient world.

At this time, there is no need for any means at all. Daozu Hongjun can determine the rules of heaven and earth with just one thought.

If he wants to imprison any living being, he can imprison any living being. If he wants to destroy any living being, he can destroy any living being.

Words are spoken, the world is changed, these are not enough to describe Daozu Hongjun at this time, he is now the true God of Creation.

All rules are made by him, all things exist because of him, and all destruction is due to his thought.

At this time, Wang Xuan, let alone escaping into the depths of chaos, his life and death, and everything about him, was no longer in his control.

"It's over! With a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian like you, the prehistoric world will be more prosperous in the future!" Dao Ancestor Hongjun said.

Just like the original great god Pangu, after he incarnated into all things, the originally dry world became alive and filled with countless creatures.

After several wars, the prehistoric world has been shattered several times, and its roots have been lost, which made some of his plans have to take a long time.

But if he incarnates all things again, even if it is not as exaggerated as Pangu, it will still be enough to restore the ancient world and even surpass the past.

In fact, he also wanted to thank the person in front of him, a variable, an escaped one. Although it brought a lot of trouble, it also brought him surprises.

"The end? Everything is just the beginning, but if I want to see your true strength, Daozu, it seems that I must come up with enough chips!

In this case, it is time for you, the twelve ancestors of witchcraft, to reappear in the world after many years of fall!" Wang Xuan said loudly.

In this battle, he wanted to see Daozu Hongjun's true strength and gain a glimpse of a higher realm, but Daozu Hongjun did not let him do so.

After all, just relying on the power of heaven, Daozu Hongjun is already invincible, so why does he need to show his own strength?

Therefore, if you want to see the true strength of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, not to mention the power to break the rules of heaven, you must at least be able to match it.

This is undoubtedly an extremely difficult thing. In the ancient world, the law of heaven controls everything, and nothing can compete with the law of heaven.

Fortunately, this is not a prehistoric world, this is just chaos. No matter how superb Daozu Hongjun's methods are, he cannot change this.

And as his voice sounded, amidst the loud rumbling sound, the formation of the Twelve Heavenly Gods appeared again, and the twelve ancestral witches looked up to the sky and roared.

But what is different from just now is that the twelve ancestral witches are no longer dull, and light gradually appears in their eyes, which is the light of wisdom.

Shrouded in the net of heaven, this place has become another ancient world. Heaven should have dominated everything, but this is not the case.

At this moment, inexplicable rules emerged. They were originally part of the rules of heaven, but now they were separated from heaven.

The boundless evil energy gathered together, and the power that originally belonged to the rules of heaven was all integrated into the twelve capitals' evil formation.

Among the twelve ancestral shamans, eleven ancestral shamans looked up to the sky and roared. Their eyes shone with smart light, and their ancient consciousness was reviving.

Except for the Hou Tu Ancestral Witch, the other eleven ancestral witches have been resurrected after falling for a long time.

"Impossible! How long has it been? It's incredible that he can refine the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation to such an extent!

How can he resurrect the ancestral witches? How did he do it in the net of heaven?" Yuanshi Tianzun asked in disbelief.

The ancestral witches have fallen. Even the six saints do not want the ancestral witches to resurrect. Of course, they cannot do it.

In the prehistoric world, saints are only close to being omnipotent, but they are not truly omnipotent. They cannot resurrect the ancestral witches.

But the person in front of me has done it, so that’s fine. After all, he has attained the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, and it’s not surprising to resurrect the ancestral witch.

But what surprised several saints was that under the net of heaven, the rules of heaven were supposed to govern everything, so how did the man in front of him pull out all the stops?

Could it be that their teacher just watched the resurrection of the ancestral witches and remained indifferent? Think about it, this is impossible.

You must know that in the ancient world, the reason why the ancestral witches cannot be resurrected has a lot to do with their teacher.

"The ancestral witches have indeed fallen, but they are descendants of Pangu, and they also have the legacy of Pangu, and more importantly, they are the Houtu ancestral witches.

The reincarnation of the ancestral witches of Houtu is equivalent to leaving the hope of resurrection to the ancestral witches, but it is still very difficult!

However, it is precisely because the rules of heaven have come that the most critical link has been completed, allowing the ancestral witches to come back to life!" Laozi said.

Since giving up the holy position, although his cultivation has continued to decline, his perspective on problems has continued to improve.

This has nothing to do with strength, but an improvement in realm. Perhaps the moment he gave up the holy position, he solved his confusion and gained a new understanding.

Just like now, while other saints are still confused, he actually understands what is going on in the scene before him.

To put it bluntly, the twelve ancestral witches were transformed by the essence and blood of Pangu, inherited the legacy of Pangu, and were originally part of the ancient world.

Although the ancestral witches died, due to the legacy of the Great God Pangu, they became the rules of heaven and earth and integrated into the way of heaven.

Originally, the ancestral witches were supposed to be completely dispersed and become part of the rules of the world. It was basically impossible to reunite.

However, because Hou Tu's ancestral witch transformed into reincarnation and reached an incredible state, it left other ancestral witches with a glimmer of hope of resurrection.
To be continued...