Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

If a master at the Great Luo realm were here, they would probably find it difficult to withstand this attack, and would be seriously injured even if they didn't die.

Yu Qiang's face instantly darkened, as if a storm was about to break.

She unleashed the powerful aura of a quasi-saint, as fierce as a volcano, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

With a gentle flick of her sleeve, the surrounding ice rapidly condensed, forming a massive ice wall, crystal clear and chillingly cold, like a towering iceberg blocking the attack.

The two collided, and the dazzling light instantly illuminated the sky, blinding everyone with a white haze.

After the light faded, the slash had vanished without a trace, but the ice wall was covered with deep cracks, as if it might collapse at any moment.

"How is this possible? I suppressed my cultivation and only used the power of the early Quasi-Saint stage, yet he was able to withstand it?" Yu Qiang's eyes widened, his face full of astonishment.

But how could Yao Yan give her a chance to catch her breath?

He quickly formed a hand seal, and a lotus flower bloomed in his palm.

At this moment, Hou Tu and Zhou Yi's expressions changed drastically, as they knew the terrifying power of this lotus flower.

Thick earth, as a witness, knows its power well; Zhouyi, as a participant, is even more apprehensive.

The two immediately joined forces, and the golden human avatar and the heavy earth law instantly surrounded Yao Yan, while at the same time throwing the lotus flower into the sky.

The moment the lotus rose into the air, the world changed color, and the wind and clouds surged.

The sun's brilliance was obscured, and the whole world seemed to be engulfed in a massive energy storm.

As the lotus flower burst open, a violent force swept across the surroundings, causing the sky to tremble, the clouds to dissipate, and the earth to rumble.

"This time it was our witch clan's fault, and I apologize to you on behalf of the shamans," Hou Tu said solemnly.

"Sister." Yu Qiang frowned, full of resentment, and wanted to argue, but was stopped by Hou Tu's stern look.

She had witnessed the battle firsthand, and the power of the exploding lotus flower in particular had deeply shocked her.

Thinking back to his previous brimming confidence, Yu Qiang couldn't help but feel his face burning.

She looked up and found Yao Yan looking at her.

Yu Qiang pursed his lips and muttered reluctantly in a low voice, "Hmph, you've got guts."

Upon hearing this, Yao Yan slowly withdrew his gaze.

The duel just now was a clash of power and skill, with both of them proving their training through real combat.

This battle was by no means ordinary; it was of extraordinary significance.

Soon, the four of them sat around the fire again, but the atmosphere had changed drastically.

Yu Qiang and Yao Yan, like two silent boulders, each buried in the abyss of their thoughts, silently chewing on the sizzling pieces of meat.

Yu Qiang's brows furrowed, his heart filled with resentment at his defeat. He was filled with doubt; how could he, an elite member of the Witch Clan, be defeated by a mere mortal human?

Yao Yan fell into deep thought. Since founding the Endless Fire Domain, he had not experienced the feeling of being surpassed for a long time.

But this pressure did not discourage him; instead, it ignited a stronger fighting spirit within him, making him want to break through his limitations and reach new heights.

On the other side, Zhou Yi and Hou Tu were having a pleasant conversation.

The surrounding tribesmen occasionally stole glances at the two silent, powerful figures, but hunger quickly dispelled their curiosity. They quietly moved the fire aside and began to feast on their food.

While eating, Zhou Yi observed Hou Tu and Yu Qiang, and couldn't help but tease them, "You two have the same temper as the Demon God. You act on impulse. The Witch Clan is indeed all impatient."

Upon hearing this, Yu Qiang and Hou Tu both turned their gazes to Zhou Yi, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes. They quickly composed themselves, with Hou Tu speaking first: "So, you're quite knowledgeable about the Witch Clan?"

Zhou Yi nodded without hesitation: "I have dabbled in all the races of the primordial world."

Hou Tu wanted to retort, but remembering Zhou Yi's previous composure, he swallowed his words and asked, "Then tell me, what is the current situation of our Wu Clan?"

Zhou Yi glanced at the two men and said bluntly, "The Wu Clan is constantly embroiled in internal strife, and they are arrogant and self-important. The entire clan is like a pile of loose sand."

"You!" Yu Qiang slammed his fist on the ground, his anger blazing. "Who gave you the audacity to speak of our witch clan like that?"

Zhou Yi remained expressionless, staring directly at Yu Qiang, and calmly replied, "Did I say something wrong?"

Yu Qiang was furious and almost took action, wanting to prove that every member of the Wu Clan possessed power that could shake the primordial world.

But just then, Hou Tu grabbed his arm tightly, stopping his impulse.

Hou Tu knew that although Zhou Yi's words were harsh, they were incisive. She sighed softly, looked at Yu Qiang, and said in a low voice, "He's right."

"So, what do you think is the best way to solve this problem?" Hou Tu asked, his brow furrowed.

Zhou Yi stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth, glanced at Hou Tu nonchalantly, and said, "There's no solution. This is the nature of your Wu tribe; it's deeply ingrained."

In his eyes, Hou Tu was a rare gentle person among the Wu tribe.

At least he doesn't resort to violence like others, which is why he's willing to say a few more words.

Even so, he noticed that Yu Qiang's face had turned ashen with anger, like a volcano about to erupt.

After listening to Zhou Yi's words, Hou Tu fell into deep thought, his eyes filled with worry.

She began to silently weigh the current situation of the witch clan, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

At that very moment, Yu Qiang and Yao Yan simultaneously reached for the last tempting piece of roasted meat in the fire.

The moment their fingertips touched, the two looked up abruptly, their eyes meeting, as if sparks were flying between them.

The battle is still ongoing, and the barbecue has become a battlefield again. This time, it's a contest of pure strength.

Yao Yan was clearly outmatched in strength. Faced with the impenetrable physique of Wu Zu Yu Qiang, he could only watch helplessly as the roasted meat was snatched away by his opponent.

But Yao Yan was not one to give up easily. With a sudden burst of strength, the tree branch supporting the roasting meat snapped, sending the meat flying into the air.

Almost simultaneously, the two leaped into the air, clashing in mid-air and grabbing the piece of roasted meat tightly.

With a dull thud, the roasted meat was torn in two.

Immediately afterwards, they landed steadily in the center of the fire. The powerful force caused the flames to scatter, extinguishing many of the flames.

Hou Tu, who was deep in thought, was startled awake by the sudden commotion. Dust and sparks flew up and landed on her shoulders. She called out unhappily, "What are you two up to now?"

Yao Yan and Yu Qiang remained silent, but quickly stuffed the roasted meat in their hands into their mouths and ate with relish.

Zhou Yi and Hou Tu exchanged a glance, knowing that the gathering was unlikely to continue.

"That's enough barbecue, let's go." Hou Tu stood up, his expression grave. "Yao Yan, the human race is weak, you need to find a way to protect yourself. The area around Buzhou Mountain is not safe, don't linger too long."

"If the demon race attacks again, a bloodbath will surely rage throughout the primordial world. The human race is so weak that it will probably be difficult for them to survive," she added.

Zhou Yi laughed, "It's still early. I'll stay here and keep watch. If you want some barbecue, just let me know."

Hou Tu and Yu Qiang looked at him, knowing in their hearts that this guy was truly fearless. Especially Yao Yan, although his cultivation level was not high, he had many tricks up his sleeve and should not be underestimated.