Chapter 1865: Reduction of Cultivation
Hongjun was still unaware and had not noticed that there was a deadly sword behind him.

He was still attracting more giant hands to attack Pangu's true form. The power of the thirty-three heavens was endless, and each layer of the heavens was equivalent to the size of the prehistoric earth, which brought him unimaginable strength.

Buzz!
The divine sword condensed by the energy of the end vibrated, and a dark edge flashed at the tip of the sword, like a black hole swallowing the universe, and even caused the space inside the broken jade to vibrate.

Boom boom boom...!
The towering Pangu's true form suddenly made a deafening roar, and the towering figure suddenly dispersed, revealing the figures of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Under the bombardment of countless sky-covering hands, the Twelve Ancestral Witches finally exhausted their strength, and could no longer maintain the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, and could no longer condense Pangu's true form.

"Right now!"

Suddenly, Zhang Qian shouted, and the broken jade opened a hole silently. The pale divine sword rushed forward, drawing a pale divine light, and pierced Hongjun's head.

The dark edge of the sword tip shone, and everything in front of it turned into nothingness, and time, space, and laws were all annihilated.

Suddenly, the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling were heard between heaven and earth. The entire world was in fear, fear of the power of the aura of the end. Endless ominous aura swept out from the divine sword.

“Zhang Qian…!!”

Hongjun suddenly roared, as if he had been prepared in advance. Sensing the evil wind behind him, he tilted his head in a flash.

Bang!
However, it was too late. They were so close, and even though Hongjun had been on guard against Zhang Qian's possible sneak attack at any time, he was still stabbed by the magic sword.

The pitch-black sword tip turned half of Hongjun's head into nothingness on the spot.

"Ow...!"

Hongjun let out a shrill howl, like the roar of a wounded beast.

"I was prepared for this, what a pity!"

Zhang Qian secretly felt regretful. He had repeatedly used the power of the broken jade to launch sneak attacks or to snatch other people's treasures, which had already made the immortals and gods in the ancient times extremely alert.

This is even more true for Hongjun. Although he seemed to be concentrating on dealing with Pangu's true form, he was actually already on guard against Zhang Qian who might suddenly launch a sneak attack on him.

However, it was of no use no matter how cautious he was. The broken jade was a fragment of a transcendent treasure. Without the ability to transcend the great way, it was impossible to find any trace of the broken jade.

Even though he was prepared in advance, Hongjun still fell into the trap.

This blow almost cost him his life.

Half of the head turned into nothingness. If Hongjun had not been prepared in advance and dodged it, it would not be as simple as half a head.

"Zhang Qian...! You are looking for death! You are looking for death!"

Hongjun screamed continuously as he was driven mad by the pain.

However, the pale sword condensed from the energy of the end of the world turned and headed towards him again.

hum!
The innate supreme treasure, the auspicious clouds from the heavens, cast wisps of immortal light to protect Hongjun.

Bang!
After a muffled sound, the layers of fairy light were pierced through, and it was unable to block the power of the aura of the end.

Swish!
Without thinking, Hongjun transformed into a beam of fairy light to avoid the sword's attack.

"My cultivation!"

While dodging the divine sword's stabs, Hongjun roared in fear. His cultivation had actually dropped from the semi-saint realm to the early stage of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, and he even almost fell to the Hunyuan True Immortal realm.

Zhang Qian narrowed his eyes and found that his sword not only destroyed half of Hongjun's head, but the doomsday energy in the sword also turned a small part of Hongjun's soul into nothingness.

This is the reason why Hongjun's cultivation level fell. A small part of his soul and true spirit is gone. How could his cultivation level not fall?

The soul and true spirit are the foundation of a cultivator. Once damaged, the cost will be extremely heavy. It is not as simple as a drop in cultivation, but even the very source of the foundation will be damaged.

The energy of the end can transform everything in the world into its original nothingness. In the hands of Taoist Yuqing, the Heaven Burial Coffin cannot exert its full power because he cannot completely refine it.

Zhang Qian was different. After completely refining the Heaven Burial Coffin through the Treasure Fenyan, he had complete control over this treasure. The power of the Aura of the End was fully demonstrated in his hands.

Hee hee hee…!
Seeing that Hongjun's cultivation level had plummeted, Zhang Qian naturally took advantage of the situation and pursued him. The pale divine sword danced, leaving a clear mark of nothingness wherever it passed. This mark would last forever and would exist forever, becoming a scar in the prehistoric void.

Hongjun was shocked, and the joy of defeating Pangu's true form was gone. Zhang Qian's sneak attack not only severely injured him, but also saved the Twelve Ancestral Witches who had exhausted their strength.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches who fell to the ground stared in amazement at Hongjun, whose half head was missing and whose cultivation had greatly declined, as if they were in a dream.

"It's Zhang Qian!"

Hou Tu frowned and stared at Zhang Qian, who was controlling the magic sword in the sky to chase and kill Hongjun.

"How insidious and vicious! This guy...how long has he been hiding there?"

Gonggong was shocked. Who wouldn't be afraid of Zhang Qian's unexpected sneak attack?
"Hongjun's cultivation has dropped to this level. What methods did Zhang Qian use? Could that pale divine sword be a treasure that can reduce people's cultivation?"

Hou Tu began to guess secretly.

While the Twelve Ancestral Witches were shocked, the immortal gods who had just boosted their morale and frantically attacked the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan were dumbfounded. They witnessed Hongjun breaking up Pangu's true form. Before they could cheer, Zhang Qian launched a sneak attack on Hongjun, and even caused Hongjun's cultivation to plummet from the Semi-Saint realm to the early stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal!
Luohou in the Immortal Demon Mountain was dumbfounded. He was extremely wary of Hongjun after his comeback. He had no intention of fighting Hongjun personally. Instead, he stayed behind the scenes and prepared to sweep the world with his demonic power.

In his expectation, his fight with Hongjun would take place in the late stage of the catastrophe, but Hongjun, whom he was extremely afraid of, was almost killed by Zhang Qian's sneak attack.

"How could this happen? I have prepared countless trump cards to deal with Hongjun. Could it be that they are not as good as Zhang Qian's sneak attack?"

Swish!
Seeing Hongjun in such a miserable state, he could no longer sit still. He flew out of the Immortal Demon Mountain with a beam of magic light and excitedly rushed towards Hongjun who was above the nine heavens.

For him, this was simply a pie in the sky. Hongjun, whom he regarded as his mortal enemy, had fallen to this point. Right before his eyes was the best opportunity to destroy Hongjun. If he missed it, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Luohou threw all his forbearance and calculations behind his mind, and there was only Hongjun in his eyes.

Sensing Luohou rushing out of the Immortal Demon Mountain, Hongjun was terrified. If it were before, he would have hoped that Luohou would leave the Immortal Demon Mountain on his own initiative, so that he would not have to be cautious and could merge with the Tao and rely on the power of the Thirty-three Heavens to annihilate Luohou, thus ending this great catastrophe between Tao and Demon.

But now he was only filled with horror. With his current state and his early stage Hunyuan Jinxian realm, how could he possibly be a match for Luohou?

Before, Luohou hid in the Immortal Demon Mountain and did not come out just to make Hongjun afraid to act rashly. He placed the World-Destroying Fire Lotus in the Immortal Demon Mountain. If Hongjun came to attack, he could use the World-Destroying Fire Lotus to detonate the Immortal Demon Mountain, causing it to erupt and flood the prehistoric land.

At that time, endless karma will surely descend, and maybe even divine punishment.

It was precisely because of this that Hongjun was cautious and did not take the initiative to attack Luohou, even though he knew that Luohou was hiding in the Immortal Demon Mountain.

　At the beginning of the new year, I wish you all good things come one after another, your mood is like spring all year round, your life is colorful and colorful, you make a little fortune occasionally, and your troubles are thrown away! Please accept my sincere blessings. Happy New Year!
　　
　
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