Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

With a flick of his wrist, Zhou Yi revealed Daoist traces, and the Fire Mirror at Suihuang's waist suddenly shone brightly.

The three Great Luo Immortals were shocked to find that their ancestral blood, which had been dormant for many years, was beginning to boil, and that the inherited memories that had been suppressed by the Heavenly Dao were showing signs of loosening.

"This is not my achievement alone." The young man looked towards Buzhou Mountain, his eyes reflecting the shattered primordial sky. "For three hundred years, the battle spirits of seven thousand six hundred clansmen have remained undying, and their obsession has become the inextinguishable flame in the scriptures."

Youchao suddenly burst into laughter, but tears of crimson blood welled up in his eyes.

He finally understood why the imperial aura of the Book of Changes was imbued with a tragic fighting spirit; it was an epic of resistance written with the ink of countless heroic souls and the blood and tears of humanity.

"From this day forward," the Emperor Sui cut his palm, and the Sui Fire Mirror burst forth with light that illuminated the thirty-three heavens, "the human race shall have its own path to enlightenment."

"The cultivation techniques passed down by the Emperor? Could you perhaps broaden our horizons?" Cang Wen asked intently, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the bone knife at her waist.

A glint flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes, and he suddenly laughed loudly, "Why don't the three of you spar with me for a few moves? Only by experiencing it firsthand can you understand its profound mysteries."

He knew perfectly well that in this primordial world where the might of sages overwhelmed heaven and earth, it would be no easy task to get the likes of Suihuang to change their cultivation methods inherited from Taiqing. Only by proving the Dao through force could they break through their deeply ingrained beliefs.

Three blazing clouds of fire rose from behind Suihuang, turning half the sky crimson.

Youchao Shi conjured a nest-shaped magical artifact entwined with vines in his palm, while Ziyi Shi waved her hand lightly, causing thousands of silk ribbons to flow, and the three of them rose into the air in a triangular formation.

"Please enlighten me!" Before the three quasi-saintly auras had fully been released, Zhou Yi had already stood on the void. His aura suddenly subsided, but a chaotic phantom of three thousand miles appeared behind him: "This is the Sea of ​​Wheels Secret Realm."

In the vast, surging sea of ​​golden energy, the spring of life spews forth seven-colored rays of light, and the divine bridge, like a celestial river, spans the universe.

The seemingly static phenomenon actually contained the ultimate truth of heaven and earth. Just as the Emperor Sui was about to activate the sacred fire, he found that the space around him seemed to be imprisoned by invisible chains.

"The Five Treasures of the Dao Palace, open!" Five-colored divine light suddenly emanated from Zhou Yi's chest.

In the east, the azure wood condenses into a coiled dragon; in the south, the fire of the south transforms into a vermilion bird spreading its wings; in the center, the earth of the earth reveals the shape of a qilin; in the west, the metal of the metal gathers the true form of a white tiger; and in the north, the water of the water of the north manifests the form of a black tortoise.

The five sacred beasts moved between reality and illusion, evolving into countless Daoist principles.

The magical artifact in Youchao's hand emitted a mournful cry as it could no longer bear the weight, and the vines snapped inch by inch. Ziyi's protective silk ribbons spontaneously combusted without wind, startling her so much that she took three steps back.

"The four poles reach the heavens!" The moment Zhou Yi stretched out his arms, everyone seemed to see the pillars of heaven collapse.

With his left hand he held up the sun, moon and stars, and where his right fingertips touched, lotus flowers bloomed in the void. His legs trod on the yin and yang energies, and all 360 major acupoints on his body lit up with the stars of the heavens.

Cang Wenshi suddenly groaned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Their proud Quasi-Saint Domain had crumbled at the slightest movement of their opponent.

The dragon's roar shook the heavens and shattered the sea of ​​clouds; the spine of the I Ching radiated boundless light.

A colossal chaotic dragon soared upwards, each scale inscribed with runes of the Great Dao.

When the giant dragon transformed into a ninety-nine-section heavenly ladder, the pupils of the three, including the Emperor Sui, contracted violently; it was clearly a complete manifestation of the laws of heaven.

The six jade-colored celestial platform rises from the Zhouyi Heavenly Gate, each layer reflecting a different world.

As the illusory image of the seventh layer appeared and disappeared, the spiritual energy within a radius of ten thousand miles of Shouyang Mountain suddenly stagnated, and a terrifying fluctuation that made even a saint frown came from the heavens.

Zhou Yi's fingertips condensed golden light, outlining five layers of Dao patterns in the void: "If one can cultivate the five realms of Body Tempering, Soul Condensation, Dao Enlightenment, True Unity, and Void Breaking to perfection, one can attain the Great Luo Fruit. If one can return the Five Qi to their origin..."

The Dao patterns in his palm suddenly merged into a dazzling galaxy, "allowing one to glimpse the threshold of the Primordial Chaos."

While the three, including Suihuang, were still trying to understand this profound mystery, they suddenly saw Zhou Yi's robes fluttering without any wind: "Let's see the true essence of this method!"

Before he finished speaking, the entire cave suddenly trembled violently, and a phantom image of a vast starry river appeared on the dome.

As Zhou Yi raised his hand, countless stars transformed into a sky-covering palm print, crashing down with a pressure akin to the primordial chaos.

"Form the Three Powers Formation!" The flames of humanity ignited around the Emperor Sui, instantly merging with the Daoist auras of the other two elders. Three golden beams of light shot into the sky, but melted away like ice and snow the moment they touched Xing's palm.

The three were shocked to discover that the Three Flowers and Five Qi within their bodies were imprisoned by some profound law, and they watched helplessly as their protective divine light crumbled inch by inch.

As the starlight brushed against their faces, the three elders' Dao hearts trembled violently.

They were clearly both Great Immortals, yet at this moment they seemed like mortals gazing up at the heavens.

Suihuang keenly sensed that Zhou Yi's attack did not even utilize the power of his renowned Holy Body, which was famous throughout the primordial world; it was merely the overwhelming force of the Dao itself.

Zhou Yi finished his stance and said with his hands behind his back, "Do you all know that although you can quickly achieve the Golden Core Dao by borrowing merit, it is like a rootless duckweed?"

He ignited the Chaos True Fire at his fingertips, from which two completely different Daoist trajectories evolved: "The Golden Elixir Method of the Taiqing Sage requires a thousand years to form the elixir, while the Method of the Emperor of the Heavens focuses on forging the body and refining the soul, and the Wheel Sea Secret Realm alone has the power to move mountains and overturn seas."

Suddenly, Youchao pointed to the illusion in the fire and exclaimed, "This strange phenomenon of golden lotus growing in the sea of ​​suffering actually coincides with the scene of the earth, water, fire and wind recurring when Pangu created the world."

The three elders were shocked to realize that their hard-earned foundation of cultivation over thousands of years was as insignificant as a sand tower compared to Mount Buzhou in the face of the Heaven-Covering Method.

"If the entire clan were to switch to this method," before Ziyi finished speaking, Zhou Yi had already thrown out nine pieces of beast bones engraved with golden Dao patterns.

The bone fragments formed a grand celestial array in the air, creating a scene of countless human cultivators wielding the Heaven-Covering Technique and traversing the heavens and earth.

The moment a figure in the scene shattered the thirty-three heavens with a punch, the three elders simultaneously sensed it in their Dao hearts—a sign that the Heavenly Dao had approved it!

Emperor Sui stroked his white beard and pondered, "But what about the Sage Taiqing..." Before he could finish speaking, the Kongtong Seal hanging at Zhou Yi's waist suddenly burst forth with dazzling light.

Amidst the radiant light of the treasure, the three elders vaguely saw the power of the people's wishes transformed into nine golden dragons carrying a certain jade scroll towards the depths of the Heavenly Dao.

"A sage does not defy the general trend." Zhou Yi gently stroked the seal, his gaze piercing through the Thirty-Three Heavens: "The path of self-strengthening for humanity is predetermined by the will of Heaven, and besides..."

He suddenly chuckled, and with a wave of his hand, the phantom of an old man in the Eight Views Palace appeared, nodding with a smile. "Master Taiqing's alchemy and my battle tactics are essentially the same despite their different paths."

Zhou Yi transformed his own understanding of the profound principles of heaven and earth into 360 golden books of inheritance, which he solemnly handed over to the three holy ancestors, Suiren, Youchao, and Ziyi.

These classic texts containing the laws of creation are all-encompassing, including the "Chixiao Daozang" which forges stars, the "Kongming Zhenjie" which penetrates the real and the illusory, and the "Hunyuan Xuanlu" which deduces the origin of all things.

Each classic text points directly to the origin of the Great Dao, stirring up ripples of law in the primordial world.

Unlike the ordinary Golden Elixir Path which requires a thousand years of foundation building, these cultivation systems that directly target the origin break through the shackles.

When the Holy Ancestor Suiren manifested the Four Symbols Dharma Image before the tribal altar, and a celestial platform formed by Dao patterns rose behind him, the elders who had initially been skeptical were astonished to discover that, in just sixty years, the celestial phenomena of the Holy Ancestor's Sea of ​​Wheels Secret Realm had evolved into the Nine Heavens Palace.