Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

A metallic shout suddenly rang out between heaven and earth: "Ten thousand years of cultivation have come to naught; today, your destiny of ten thousand fires has come to an end."

The roc's wings tore through the void, and the fierce gale forced the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Fires to the edge of the Meteorite Abyss.

His blood-red Taoist robe fluttered in the wind as the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Fires laughed in fury: "What a fine example of overwhelming the weak with numbers! Even if you are annihilated, I will make you pay the price."

Before he finished speaking, the Daoist aura around him began to flow in reverse, and the chaotic nebula collapsed into a terrifying vortex within his hundred-foot-tall Dharma body.

"His Dao Foundation is in reverse; he will lose all his three souls and seven spirits." The twin swords Yuan Tu and A Bi in the hands of the Styx Ancestor trembled violently, and the Blood Sea Dharma Form was torn open by the violent energy.

The two ancient powerful beings no longer had any intention of competing for the Primordial Purple Qi, and transformed into streams of light, attempting to escape the Annihilation Domain.

"The karma of countless ages will be settled today." The Dharma form of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Fires shattered with a deafening roar, and the Nine Heavens Star Chart reformed into destructive Dao patterns in the explosion. The entire star field resembled a broken glass lamp, with turbulent currents of spacetime carrying innate spiritual energy that raged in all directions.

Before the smoke of battle had cleared, two disheveled figures fell from a rift in the void. The left wing of the Roc was charred black, and the Twelve-Petaled Karmic Fire Lotus of the Styx River was mostly withered. The two figures scanned the still collapsing star core with their divine senses and saw a mysterious yellow aura emerging from the chaotic mist.

"Who dares to steal the opportunity of Heaven!" Styx roared, and the Yuan Tu Sword unleashed a ten-thousand-foot-long blood-red light.

The green-robed cultivator who emerged from the mist casually made a hand seal, and the innate Bagua diagram appeared out of thin air, actually dissipating the killing sword energy into nothingness.

Zhou Yi brushed the stardust from his robes, a wisp of primordial purple energy swirling around his fingertips: "The calamities are inevitable, like a tide. Do you two truly intend to defy the heavens?"

Before the words were finished, the entire shattered star field suddenly lit up with the Zhou Tian Star Array, and three hundred and sixty-five starlight chains intertwined to form a Heavenly Prison.

This epic battle, spanning the three realms, has evolved into a life-or-death struggle for the Primordial Sainthood, guided by the Primordial Purple Qi. The Daoist ripples generated by the collision of the God-Slaying Spear and the River Chart and Luo Book illuminate the eternal night starry sea as if it were daytime.

"happy!"

Dark golden flames ignited in Zhou Yi's eyes, and his bones roared like a dragon's cry. The Chaos Green Lotus burst forth from the void, its nine petals tracing mysterious paths in the air, instantly drawing out the spiritual energy within a hundred miles into a vacuum.

His feet shattered the mountains, and he transformed into a golden rainbow that shot straight into the sky.

The unique Dao patterns of the Ancient Sacred Body flowed under his skin, and before the fist even arrived, the extraordinary phenomenon of the Primordial Heaven descending upon the Nine Heavens had already enveloped the surrounding area.

Twelve golden divine rings appeared behind his head, each rotation causing thunder to rumble in the heavens.

"Bang!"

The Styx Ancestor's Yuan Tu Sword emitted a piercing, mournful cry, its blade cracking into a spiderweb pattern from the force of his bare hands. The Northern Darkness Frost Tide unleashed by the Roc struck Zhou Yi's chest, only to shatter into countless ice crystals beneath the golden Dao patterns.

"When did the current witch clan produce a monster like you?" Blood beaded from the mouth of the Styx Ancestor, and the sea of ​​blood beneath his feet was evaporated three zhang by the force of his fist. He caught a glimpse of the human totem revealed as Zhou Yi's Taoist robe fluttered, and his heart suddenly trembled.

The roc's wings spread wide, blotting out the sky, yet its feathers trembled slightly. In the instant of their clash, he clearly saw twelve golden divine phantoms appear behind his opponent—a celestial phenomenon that even the Ancestral Witches did not possess.

Chaotic energy seeped from the void rift, and the place where the three stood had long since become a forbidden zone of laws.

Zhou Yi's forehead mark flickered three times. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed a bolt of chaotic lightning that had struck down. He closed his five fingers and actually shaped the lightning into a tangible spear.

"Let's fight!"

Faced with the combined attack of two primordial giants, the mysterious young man surprisingly made the first move.

Although his Holy Body had reached its peak and he possessed the Heaven-Covering Emperor's decree, making him comparable to a Quasi-Saint, the bloody atmosphere on the battlefield served as a stark reminder to everyone.

The churning sea of ​​blood at the foot of the Styx River is constantly eroding the space, while the gale whipped up by the wings of the Roc has torn apart three immortal mountains.

"The self-destruction of Wan Huo failed to cripple you all." Zhou Yi wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, and the phantom of the Karmic Fire Red Lotus beneath his feet flickered.

When he took the blow from the Styx Ancestor's Yuan Tu Sword, the defense of the Twelfth-Grade Lotus Platform almost collapsed.

In the distance, the Great Roc revealed its true form, but its wings, formed from the Northern Dark Ice, were covered with cracks, the fatal wounds left by the self-destruction of Ten Thousand Fires three days ago.

The two innate spiritual treasures suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, and the Avici Sword, carrying the essence of the Blood Sea, pierced straight at Zhou Yi's vital point.

Instead of retreating, the youth advanced, and profound Dao patterns appeared on his left palm. He actually grabbed the sword blade with his bare hands. The shockwave generated by the collision of the golden light of his holy body and the bloodthirsty aura shattered the eight hundred Asuras watching the battle into dust.

"Northern Dark Dragon!" The Roc seized the opportunity to unleash its innate divine power, its thousand-foot-long claws emerging from the dark vortex.

Zhou Yi's right fist suddenly burst forth with chaotic energy. The moment the Xingzi Secret was activated, his entire body transformed into a stream of light, piercing through the spatial constraints.

When Styx saw his figure clearly, the roc's left wing had been torn open with a ten-zhang-long gash, and pale blue demonic blood hung like an inverted Milky Way.

Styx's pupils contracted sharply; he clearly saw the traces of time's Dao remaining on Zhou Yi's fist. This discovery shocked him even more than the terrifying defense of the Holy Body.

Since the Lich War, no one has been able to simultaneously master the laws of space and time.

The sea of ​​blood suddenly churned violently, and 480 million Blood God Children screamed at the same time. However, the Nine Secret Marks lit up between Zhou Yi's eyebrows, and his thousands of blood-colored clones turned back into blood in the time reversal.

"This boy is not to be defeated by force!" The roc broke the deadlock first, and with a flap of its wings, it was already tens of thousands of miles away.

Zhou Yi coldly pursued, each step causing ripples in space. His speed, which should have been unparalleled in the primordial world, was now slowed down by chains of time.

Styx seized the opportunity to recall the Crimson Lotus of Karmic Fire, only to discover that the lotus platform's essence had been corrupted by some kind of imperial rune. When he glimpsed the faintly visible bronze fragments in Zhou Yi's sleeve, he finally recalled an ancient legend, and for the first time, fear appeared on his blood-red face: "So you are...."

Before he could finish speaking, a deafening roar came from the depths of the sea of ​​blood. Zhou Yi's hidden trump card was unleashed, and the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation evaporated thirty percent of the sea of ​​blood.

The Styx River, no longer caring about its reputation, swept away the remaining blood and vanished into the void, leaving behind only the scattered red lotus flames.

At this moment, in the sky above the Northern Sea, the roc's pride and joy—its extreme speed—completely failed.

Zhou Yi pressed forward step by step, treading the folds of time and space, the Nine Secret Runes flowing around him like a long river of time.

When the Secret of the Journey resonated with the inheritance of Emperor Hong, the spatial laws of the entire primordial world trembled. This mysterious powerhouse actually comprehended the origin of space during the pursuit.

"With the Sacred Body as its foundation and the Nine Secrets as its blade, this is the true Heaven-Covering Emperor's Law..."

Zhou Yi condensed a miniature universe in his palm, where the flowing stars resonated with the primordial Heavenly Dao.

The roc discovered in despair that its natal space, formed over millions of years of cultivation, was being devoured inch by inch by the universe in the opponent's palm.

The secret true essence flowing within Zhou Yi's body had not yet fully merged, yet his entire body was already radiating a star-like glow.

With each step he traversed the void, creating ripples in space, he caught up with the giant shadow of the roc that tore through the clouds in the blink of an eye.

The golden body of the Demon Ancestor erupted with ancient and primordial power, and his right fist condensed a mighty force akin to Pangu creating the world.

"The universe returns to nothingness!"

In that split second between life and death, an ancient divine pattern suddenly appeared between Zhou Yi's brows, and a dazzling light, like ten suns shining simultaneously, erupted from his body.