Primordial Era: The Holy Maiden Shiji, a woman of exceptional talent and beauty

However, now, after just a brief fight, he was restricted everywhere. How could he not be surprised?
"Could it be that he is not just at the level of the Great Emperor?" A trace of doubt arose in the old man's heart, and he began to wonder whether Shiji was hiding his strength.

"Damn it! How could this guy have such a powerful cultivation?" The old man was extremely angry. He could not accept that he was forced into such a miserable state by a seemingly young emperor.

Bei Ming Haoran, who was watching the battle, was also puzzled. He knew very well that this Red Dust Immortal was the ancestor of the Nine Dragon Empire, and his strength was incomparable to that of ordinary emperors. However, he was now fighting with Shi Ji, a powerful emperor, and this made him feel very strange.

"Could it be that he is hiding his cultivation level?" Bei Ming Haoran couldn't help but feel a little doubtful. He began to re-examine Shi Ji, trying to find flaws in him.

At this moment, Shiji suddenly stomped his feet, and his whole body shot towards the old man like a cannonball.

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in the old man's eyes. He also rushed towards Shiji, and the two of them started a fierce collision again.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, two figures engaged in battle. They were extremely fast, and every move contained earth-shaking power.

The guys who came out to watch the battle out of curiosity were already scared to death and fled in all directions. They knew very well that if a battle of this level affected them, they would probably be wiped out in an instant.

"Damn it, what the hell are you doing?" The old man suddenly shouted, with an angry expression on his face. He found himself being controlled in every way by Shiji's attack, which made him feel very angry and unwilling.

When Shi Ji heard this, the smile on his face suddenly turned cold, and he said coldly: "Since you are unwilling to submit to me, then go to hell!"

After saying that, a bright purple lightning suddenly appeared on Shiji's fist and smashed towards the old man fiercely.

The old man's face changed, and he dodged quickly. However, the place where he had just stood was directly annihilated by a terrifying force and turned into nothingness.

"This brat actually still has some strength left?" A sense of fear rose in the old man's heart. He began to realize that Shiji's strength was much stronger than he had imagined.

"Boy, don't push me!" The old man shouted angrily, and his aura suddenly became violent. A huge black hole condensed on his fist, emitting a frightening power.

"Black hole?" Shiji narrowed his eyes slightly, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes. He knew very well how terrifying the power of a black hole was. Once sucked into it, he would probably be shattered to pieces in an instant.

However, Shiji did not show any fear. An evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he flashed and cleverly avoided the old man's attack.

Immediately, he flashed and attacked Bei Ming Haoran.

"I'll spare your life!" Shiji said coldly.

Bei Ming Haoran's pupils suddenly shrank when he heard this, and his face became ferocious. He roared, "You are looking for death!"

After saying that, he lightly tapped the ground with his toes, and his figure instantly shot out and headed straight for Shiji.

However, Shiji seemed to have seen through his attack trajectory, and he disappeared again. When he appeared again, he was already behind Bei Ming Haoran.

"boom!"

Shiji punched Bei Ming Haoran hard on the back. A powerful force burst out instantly and knocked Bei Ming Haoran away.

"boom!"

Bei Ming Haoran groaned, and flew backwards, hitting the ground heavily. He vomited blood, obviously suffering from serious injuries.

A hint of sarcasm appeared in Shiji's eyes, and he sneered, "Nothing more than that."

"Asshole!" The old man looked at Bei Ming Haoran lying on the ground and roared in pain. He knew Bei Ming Haoran's position and importance in the family. If Bei Ming Haoran had any mishap, how would he explain to the family?

Bei Ming Haoran barely raised his head, revealing a face as pale as paper. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes. He sneered and said, "I'm fine, just the injuries caused by the sneak attack."

"A sneak attack?" The old man was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he looked around, his face becoming extremely ugly. He found that the surrounding mountains had been razed to the ground, and everything was destroyed, except for the huge stone tablet, which was still standing there.

The old man took a deep breath, looked at Shiji with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You really deserve to die!"

After saying this, the old man floated in the air, his hair disheveled, like an evil ghost. The aura on his body became extremely violent, as if he wanted to destroy everything around him.

"Your strength is indeed impressive." The old man sneered, "What a pity that you still have to be suppressed by me!"

"Suppress it!" The old man roared, and a terrifying soul wave surged from his body. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and a powerful soul force burst out from them, turning into two soul whips, sweeping towards Shiji.

Seeing these two soul whips, Shiji's face suddenly changed. He knew very well how powerful the soul whip was, and if he was hit, he would probably be killed instantly.

However, Shiji did not show any fear. He sneered and said, "Is this your strongest power? What a pity, you will never know what despair is."

After saying this, Shiji also radiated a great spiritual power. A virtual world slowly emerged behind him, and his figure also appeared in this world.

"Soul world?" Bei Ming Haoran narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this, and then the sneer on his face became more obvious. He knew very well how powerful and mysterious the soul world was, but he also believed that the old man's soul power could definitely crush Shi Ji.

Bei Ming Haoran's soul world is a magnificent palace with rows of shelves inside. On the shelves are placed various weapons, elixirs, and some precious medicinal materials and other treasures, exuding a heart-pounding atmosphere.

"You should have comprehended this soul world by yourself, right?" Bei Ming Haoran sneered, "Unfortunately, my soul power is much stronger than yours, and your little trick can't be hidden from me at all."

After he finished speaking, the aura on his body became even more violent, as if he wanted to destroy everything around him.

"In that case, then go to hell!" Bei Ming Haoran's voice was filled with strong resentment and murderous intent. He wished he could kill Shi Ji right here and now.

"Swish, swish, swish..." The old man waved his hand, and countless soul whips swept towards Shiji. But Shiji closed his eyes, as if preparing to resist the attack of the soul whips.

However, just when everyone thought that Shiji could no longer resist the whips of the soul, a shocking scene occurred. A ball of fire suddenly flashed between Shiji's eyebrows. The fire was red and jumping inside, and it seemed to contain a terrible temperature.

"Soul flame?" someone exclaimed.

"Isn't that the legendary soul flame?" Someone among the crowd of warriors watching exclaimed.

"I never thought that the boy could master the soul flame." Another person's face was filled with surprise, with a hint of disbelief in his tone.

"Oh my God! We are probably in big trouble this time." One person's face turned pale and cold sweat broke out on his forehead due to nervousness.

Seeing this, all the warriors felt their hearts tighten and their faces turned pale. The soul flame in Shiji's hand made them feel an unprecedented crisis, as if life and death were only a matter of seconds.

"This soul flame really has a natural inhibitory effect on soul attacks." An elderly warrior pondered, his eyes full of solemnity. Obviously, he was also very afraid of the flame in Shiji's hand.

However, despite his fear in his heart, he did not show the slightest fear.

"Hahaha! That's right! This soul flame was created by me myself!" Shiji laughed wildly and moved again.

He flashed and appeared in front of the old man like a ghost. He swung his right fist suddenly, and with the sound of whistling wind, he hit the old man hard. "Damn it!" The old man's face changed drastically and he responded hurriedly. He swung his arm and a long spear instantly appeared in his hand, sweeping out to meet Shiji's fist.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

The fist and the spear collided, making a loud noise, followed by the sound of broken bones. A clearly visible crack appeared on the spear, and then a powerful impact suddenly erupted.

The old man was shocked and took several steps back, with a look of shock on his face. He never expected that Shiji's physical strength would be so strong. Although his spear technique just now was only used to block the soul attack, it was also very powerful. He did not expect that it would be broken so easily by Shiji.

Shiji took advantage of the victory and rushed out suddenly. His fist, carrying unparalleled power, smashed hard on the old man's chest.

"Pfft!"

A bloody hole suddenly appeared on the old man's chest, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

"Ah!" The old man let out a scream, which suddenly stopped. Then he stared with his eyes wide open and slowly fell from mid-air.

"Oh!"

The old man's body fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Seeing this scene, the warriors watching were all frightened out of their wits and stood there in a daze.

"A powerful immortal in the mortal world was killed just like that?" someone murmured to himself, his tone full of shock.

"so amazing!"

"It's simply too awesome! This is the strength that a genius should have, too powerful, too evil!"

All the warriors cried out in surprise and looked at Shiji in shock, their eyes full of awe.

Shiji looked proud and turned her gaze to Bei Ming Haoran with a hint of teasing in her eyes.

"Is this your strength? Nothing more than that." He said contemptuously.

When Bei Ming Haoran heard this, his face suddenly became ferocious.

"Shiji, you forced me to do this! Even if I die, I will kill you!" He roared, a look of madness appearing on his face.

"die!"

"Buzz!"

A terrifying soul force instantly spread out and turned into a sharp blade, heading straight for Shiji's head.

"Sword of Soul?" Shiji's expression changed slightly when he saw this.

"Hmph! You think you can kill me? That's wishful thinking!" He mocked, stomped his right foot on the ground, and instantly disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, Shiji appeared beside Bei Ming Haoran and slapped him hard on the forehead.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Bei Ming Haoran's forehead was smashed by a palm and his body fell down weakly.

"Great!" Shiji showed an excited smile on his face. However, at this moment, the surrounding environment suddenly changed dramatically, just like a stone was suddenly thrown into the calm water, causing ripples.

"Where... where is this?" Shiji looked around and his face turned ugly. Because the environment in front of him was completely different from before, it was as if he had entered another world.

"Haha! I knew you can't do anything to me!" An extremely arrogant voice came from a distance.

Hearing this familiar voice, Shiji was stunned.

"What I killed before was just a clone?" He was shocked and his eyes were immediately fixed on a young man in a black robe, carrying a huge sickle on his back and with a gloomy face.

"It's a bit strange that you can perform the clone technique." Shi Ji said with narrowed eyes, a hint of amusement on his face. He didn't expect that this guy actually had such a powerful trump card, no wonder he dared to provoke him here.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Bei Ming Haoran said coldly, his tone revealing an unquestionable majesty.

"Do you really think you can kill me with your own power?" Shiji's indifferent voice floated slowly in the air. Then he waved his hand lightly, and a long sword instantly appeared in his palm, and a monstrous soul wave emanated from the sword.

"Go to hell!" Bei Ming Haoran sneered, put his two fingers together, and pointed them forward fiercely.

"Buzz!"

A sharp and piercing sound of breaking wind suddenly rang out, and a sharp cold light streaked across the sky and slashed towards Shiji fiercely.

"Shhhhhh!"

Sharp cold rays rushed towards Shiji like poisonous snakes, at an extremely fast speed. In almost the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of Shiji and surrounded him.

"Good! As expected of the peak realm of the Great Emperor, the strength is indeed not bad! If it were before, I would really find it difficult." Shi Ji looked at the sharp sword beams around him, a solemn look emerged on his face.

Then his eyes suddenly opened, and two sharp rays of light burst out. The long sword in his hand suddenly swung up, turning into sharp sword beams.

"Whoa!"

Sword beams were flying freely in front of Shiji like dragons.

"Hey!"

When the last sword beam fell, those sharp sword beams turned into tiny sword threads in the void. These sword threads were like swimming dragons, passing by Shiji at will, leaving traces of blood wherever they passed.

"Pfft!"

"Shh!"

Shiji's face turned pale, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. (End of this chapter)