Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I created three thousand demon realms.

Chapter 120 Who is the hunter? Who is the prey?
"Not enough!!" the old man said calmly, his decaying aura intensifying, and the next moment, a vast and mighty power emerged from his body.

Countless worlds were swallowed up by the old man in one gulp to fill himself.

The old man devoured the endless life essence.

Holding a halberd, Yuan Meng moved at incredible speed, transcending the realm of time and traversing space and time to appear before the old man in an instant.

With a halberd in hand, Yuan Meng's cold and eerie face was filled with endless indifference as he swung the halberd down.

An ancient bronze spear appeared in the old man's hand.

It stood in front of him.

The bronze spear was adorned with intricate patterns of the Great Dao, and was still covered in rusty, undried blood.

It exudes the aura of a Dao Lord.

A terrifying, ferocious weapon that has drunk the blood of the Lord!
"Kill!!" The old man's eyes shone with boundless divine light as he wielded his spear and fought Yuan Meng in this small space.

They are all beings who have reached the pinnacle of a certain path, and they are all gathering their own power to fight within this small space.

Yuan Meng's body was pierced by the bronze spear, and the old man's body was torn apart by the halberd.

Drops of terrifying blood fell into the void, shattering one world after another.

“Dao Lord, I have killed more than one, you are not the last one.”

"The old man spoke in a chilling tone, his eyes filled with an overwhelming ferocity."

"Then let's look at the facts." Yuan Meng's eyes dimmed, time flowed by, and the years added to his body, instantly healing his injuries.

Holding a battle halberd, he took a step forward, causing a myriad of roars. With a swing of the halberd, he shattered the void and landed directly on the old man.

The old man's eyes showed a hint of displeasure as he swung his bronze spear to block the attack.

The next moment, Yuan Meng's left hand, interwoven with endless laws, gathered transcendent power and directly suppressed the old man.

"You're no good!!" Yuan Meng said coldly, his eyes filled with countless illusory worlds. His long silver hair flew wildly, his battle halberd stood in the air, and an aura of supreme destruction emerged and condensed.

The old man's body was directly shattered by Yuan Meng.

Endless black blood pierced through time and space, entering the long river of history.

Yuan Meng wielded his halberd, directly severing this stretch of time and space.

"Eternity is emptiness, eternity is the boundary; from ancient times to the present, a prison of time and space!!!"

Yuan Meng's voice rang out, shaking endless space and time.

The entire battlefield was severed by Yuan Meng, turning it into a time-space prison.

The old man's body reformed, and he looked at Yuan Meng with a terrifyingly gloomy expression.

“You want to leave? You haven’t even asked me yet,” Yuan Meng said slowly.

Inside the time-space prison, the old man's eyes held a sinister glint. He hadn't expected Yuan Meng to be so ruthless, directly severing the passage of time for countless ages.

It turned the entire spacetime into a cage.

"You really think I'm afraid of you?" The old man looked at the Emperor with a sinister glint in his eyes.
He wanted to leave not because he was truly afraid of Yuan Meng, but because he felt it wasn't worth a real life-or-death battle with someone like Yuan Meng.

While his initial intention was to devour the creatures of the outer battlefield as his own elixir.

However, the appearance of Yuan Meng later made the old man think of giving up. Someone like him, who would rather fall than die, could not possibly fight to the death.

He had just tried to use the power of Yuan Meng to rush into the river of time and leave this place.

However, Yuan Meng cut off his escape route and created a spacetime prison, completely severing his thoughts of leaving.

"Hunter? Prey? Who is the hunter and who is the prey?" Yuan Meng said slowly, revealing his fangs, and a transcendent power surged forth.

This is the power that has emerged from the condensation of the Three Thousand Great Daos; it can be described as the power of transcendence, or as the power of perfection.

The old man's expression changed drastically as he looked at Yuan Meng.

Hunter, prey?
"You devour living beings as medicine, yet you don't realize that you yourself are the best medicine." Yuan Meng's eyes, filled with illusions of endless laws, looked at the old man.

next moment.

Yuan Meng's halberd manifested a transcendent power, a transcendent force condensed after fusing with the Three Thousand Great Daos, and he slammed it down directly towards the old man.
The old man held a bronze spear in front of him to block the attack.

The next moment, unparalleled power erupted within this spacetime prison. The old man's body collapsed once more.

The old man's body was reassembled in the next moment.

"You're waiting for me to take the bait." The old man looked at Huo Yuanmeng with a livid face.

From the very beginning, Yuan Meng was setting up a trap, waiting for the old man to take the bait.
"It's too difficult to kill someone like you using conventional methods," Yuan Meng said slowly, as he, being a Dao Lord himself, knew very well.

They wanted to exterminate such beings.

It's too difficult unless you can confine him in one place and erase everything about him.

Otherwise, even if you kill him, he might return from the dead. Such an existence can be completely revived as long as there is still a thought of his.

“The spacetime prison has been set up. Unless you can kill me, you will not be able to get out,” Yuan Meng said slowly.

This place severs the passage of time, severing the cage of endless space and time.

Breaking through is easier said than done.

Although the old man was a Dao Master, he had long lost his own foundation; to put it bluntly, he was just a rootless duckweed.

Why do those Taoist masters preach to all the heavens, reflecting the past, present, and future?

This was to prevent the possibility of returning after one's own demise.

But the old man was different. He had long since fallen from grace, lost his own foundation, and could only eke out a living in darkness, unable to survive in the world.

The curse of the Great Dao on him has always existed. In the normal world, he would continue to decay and perish. His Dao is taboo and cannot be passed down.

Simply put, the Fallen are beings rejected by the Great Dao, unable to appear normally in other worlds. They can only survive by constantly sealing themselves off, plundering other worlds, and consuming living beings as medicine.

“From the moment you set your sights on the primordial world, your identity has changed from hunter to prey,” Yuan Meng said slowly, revealing his fangs as he looked at the old man.

The old man's eyes were solemn; what Yuan Meng said sent chills down his spine.

He was particularly familiar with the way Yuan Meng looked at him; it was the same way Yuan Meng looked at other worlds.

A perspective that views all the heavens and myriad worlds as nurseries and medicinal gardens.

Thinking of this, the old man felt an overwhelming rage. When did he become prey in someone else's eyes?

"Kill!!" The old man's eyes shone with divine light as he held a bronze spear, upon which endless laws swirled. With a simple thrust, countless worlds collapsed, and he appeared before Yuan Meng, transcending time.

The transcendent power of the halberd in Yuan Meng's hand emerged, directly blocking the attack.

clang!!!!.

An endless world was born from the weapons the two clashed with, and then vanished.

"Kill!!" Yuan Meng's long silver hair flew wildly as he concentrated all his Daoist power into his battle halberd, without revealing the slightest bit of it, demonstrating the ultimate mastery of power.

Within this small space, the heavens and eternity can be annihilated.

The euphorbia fell.

With immense power, it pressed down on the old man, whose bronze spear emanated an aura that transcended time, directly colliding with Yuan Meng.

The endless world was annihilated.

The old man's body collapsed once again.

"A decaying body, a corrupt origin. Although we are both Dao Lords, you have already headed towards decay. The curse of the Great Dao spreads across your body and within your primordial spirit. Everything about you is decaying," Yuan Meng said indifferently, directly stating the old man's current state.

"So what?" the old man said coldly, looking at Yuan Meng.

With a swing of his spear, endless time intertwined, the Great Dao danced, and the supreme killing divine light emanated from the interwoven illusions, directly striking towards Yuan Meng Cave, intending to nail Yuan Meng to death in this spacetime prison.

Yuan Meng's body radiated immortal divine light, and eternal brilliance emerged. The light of the Great Dao intertwined, and he swung his battle halberd, tearing through countless ages and directly knocking down the bronze spear.

"You will die a terrible death," Yuan Meng said indifferently, his divine light shining brightly.

"Boundary-Cutting Finger!!!"

A finger that transcends time pierced directly through the old man's brow.

Black blood flowed and dripped down, and a bloody hole burst open between the old man's eyebrows. His body disintegrated and turned into endless blood rain.

(End of this chapter)