This resulted in the demon's power being unable to affect them at all. Except for the witch clan, those who had no fear in their hearts and had a firm heart were not affected.
All creatures that are twisted into monsters have evil thoughts and fears in their hearts.
Moreover, the further away from Buzhou Mountain, the less affected all living beings are. In the four seas, the creatures in the vast ocean are basically not affected much. They only vaguely feel that a terrible demon god has been born on Buzhou Mountain.
The land around Buzhou Mountain is the territory of the Wu Clan. They were not affected. The impact on the creatures outside was very small. Even so, in an instant, countless billions of creatures were twisted into monsters.
These monsters continuously provide the power of fear to the demon god on the top of Buzhou Mountain, so that the power of the demon god continues to increase. As long as the power of fear is enough, this weird demon god can increase endlessly. He or it will never stop. There is no bottleneck, because he is something refined by Emperor Fentian and is born with the characteristics of a transcendent person. The many realm bottlenecks within the universe have no effect on him.
"What a perfect weapon!"
Zhang Qian took a breath. This demon god has no bottlenecks. As long as he has enough fear power, he can endlessly improve his strength. Emperor Fentian has calculated and planned for hundreds of millions of years to create such a terrifying demon god. It is indeed an unstoppable existence.
Because only a transcendent power like Benchu Daowen can harm him. Other than that, any other means, any magical power, and even any spiritual treasures are ineffective against him!
What a terrifying ability this is!
Even if the infallible sword light contained the power of the original Dao Wen, it only hurt him, but could not destroy it.
After its birth, as long as fear exists in the hearts of the creatures in the world, it will not disappear!
Boom!
At this moment, the towering demon god suddenly swung his fist and hit Buzhou Mountain at his feet.
This punch seemed to have pierced a hole, a hole that went straight to Pangu's spine. The origin of Pangu's heritage in Pangu's spine rushed out in a swarm, and was then swallowed by the demon god.
"You dare!"
Saint Houtu's roar sounded, and she came through the air and arrived at the battlefield.
At this moment, the egg of transcendence is gone and the devil has hatched. As a saint, Hou Tu no longer has to be afraid and can take action.
For her, anyone who covets the origin of Pangu's heritage is her mortal enemy. The origin of Pangu's heritage in Buzhou Mountain represents the future of the Wu clan.
Boom!
The magnificent holy light spread and illuminated the entire Buzhou Mountain. Hou Tu tried to dispel the fog around the demon god, but found that his power as a saint could not touch the fog. The fog clearly existed, but was not affected by the holy light.
"No, this is the power of transcendence!"
Hou Tu exclaimed, understanding that no matter how strong he was, as long as his power did not possess the characteristics of transcendence, he would not be able to touch this strange demon.
She did not believe in evil and continued to use her saint's magic. She tried many killing techniques that could destroy Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, but they had no effect.
This demon god is even more outrageous than the original Wan Yi. Wan Yi's immortal thoughts can indeed ignore 99% of magical powers, but there will always be times when it hurts him.
This demon god is different. He himself hatched from the egg of transcendence, and the egg of transcendence is the origin of the will fragments of countless transcendent beings. He is a transcendent creation.
The demon ignored Hou Tu's existence and just kept devouring the Pangu's foundation in Pangu's spine, and the devouring speed was ridiculously fast. In Hou Tu's perception, the foundation in Pangu's spine disappeared quickly, and it didn't take long. Will be devoured by this demon.
Once they are devoured, the future of the Wu Clan will be cut off, and it will be impossible to think of the unscrupulous Creation Clan as before.
This is cutting off the foundation of the witch clan.
"Hurry up! Hurry up!"
Zhang Qian in the Ruins Realm showed a hint of excitement. He wished that this demon would swallow up all the essence of Pangu's spine. In that case, Buzhou Mountain would become extremely fragile and would no longer be able to stand upright.
Buzhou Mountain, which has lost the origin of Pangu's heritage, is no longer foolproof. Even a random Da Luo Jinxian can destroy it.
Once Buzhou Mountain collapses, the entire prehistoric land will be torn apart, its foundation will be greatly damaged, and it will even fall down the level, and it will no longer be the original world. This is the result that Zhang Qian dreamed of.
Di Fentian, who wants to balance the strength of the two universes, also wants this result. The current Wu Clan is too strong. It is so powerful that one clan can block the attack of the entire infinite universe. If the Wu Clan is allowed to continue to create unbridled With the new tribe, sooner or later the Infinite Universe will be completely defeated, and the Prehistoric Universe will achieve an overwhelming victory.
"What an interesting gadget. It's a pity that all your calculations are in vain. Emperor Fentian, I already know all your calculations. You can't succeed!"
Tongxuanzi, who was deep in the soul of Emperor Ji Tian, was distracted and smiled slightly. He saw all the details of that demon god at a glance.
Amid the unwilling roar of Saint Houtu, and under the witness of countless people with different thoughts, the demon god extracted the origin of Pangu's heritage faster and faster.
Click, click, click...!
There were faint sounds of horrifying tremors from the depths of Buzhou Mountain, which towered over the sky. It seemed that this sacred mountain could no longer support the vast earth and the boundless starry sky!
The mighty power of heaven and earth brought unimaginable pressure to this sacred mountain. After losing too much of its origins, this sacred mountain slowly turned into an ordinary mountain, no longer magical.
Pangu's pressure quickly dissipated, and the will of the prehistoric Heavenly Dao was also rapidly infecting this place. This area that was not under the control of the Prehistoric Heavenly Dao was quickly controlled by the Heavenly Dao.
However, the ancient Heavenly Dao, which finally ruled this lawless land, had no intention of being happy. The moment it ruled Buzhou Mountain, it condensed vast and endless clouds of calamity.
In the center of the calamity cloud, a Heavenly Dharma Eye condensed, staring at the Demon God on the top of Buzhou Mountain.
In the eyes of Heaven, the image of this demon god is different. It looks like Zhang Qian!
Obviously Zhang Qian has become the fear of the ancient Heavenly Way. Who made Zhang Qian create a new Heavenly Way that is expected to replace it?
Boom!
The purple-black divine thunder of divine punishment struck down and struck at the demon god.
Chichichichichi...!
But after hearing the violent noises, the power of fear around the Demon God quickly dissipated, and the power of fear he obtained by absorbing all the spirits of the ancient world was purified by the Thunder of Divine Punishment.
But after purifying the power of fear, the tribulation thunder has no effect. The demon has the characteristics of a transcendent person, and even the tribulation thunder of divine punishment cannot touch it.
Even this thunder of divine punishment struck the top of Buzhou Mountain hard, causing countless cracks to appear on the top of Buzhou Mountain.
Just for an instant, the muffled sound inside Buzhou Mountain became more intense, and this terrifying sacred mountain seemed to be on the verge of collapse!
Heaven also discovered this, and the calamity thunder did not continue to fall. It did not want Buzhou Mountain to collapse, which would damage the origin of the prehistoric world.
That demon god ignored the divine vision of heaven and only focused on devouring the essence of Pangu's spine. He didn't know whether he had no intelligence of his own or something. He looked like a puppet without much wisdom.
"Nonsense, don't stop yet!"
At this moment, a majestic Taoist sound sounded deep in the starry sky. The Holy Lord of the First Yuan had arrived at some unknown time. Not only him, but also the Emperor of Death in the thirty-three worlds came to Buzhou Mountain in the form of clones. The Heavenly Lord appears!