Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

When they first met in the Netherworld Blood Sea, the Styx River had no choice but to yield under the overwhelming pressure of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Who would have thought that this figure who stirred up the storm was actually born into the weakest of all the races in the primordial world—the human race.

If Zhou Yi belongs to the lineage of the Wu tribe, the two sages might be wary of the legacy of Pangu, but in their eyes, the mere human race is nothing more than ants.

"Well done, Zhou Yi! Once this battle is over, I will make you taste the bitterness of being refined in the sea of ​​blood!" Styx's eyes surged with blood-red murderous aura, and Blood God Child trembled slightly in his sleeves.

However, what the two saints cared about more at this moment was the Chaos Bell in Taiyi God's hand that shook the heavens and earth. If Zhou Yi were to perish in this battle, the key would be how to seize the Primordial Purple Qi from the strongest demon.

At this moment, atop Mount Buzhou, Zhou Yi faced directly the primordial deities born from the sun.

The golden crow flames surrounding Taiyi God scorched countless cracks in the void. Even without activating his natal fire, the supreme yang energy caused the sea of ​​clouds to evaporate and dissipate.

This supreme demon race ruler who wields the Chaos Bell is indeed the strongest adversary Zhou Yi has encountered since entering the primordial world.

"Let me see what qualifications you have to shake the destiny of the demon race." Taiyi God gently stroked the bell wall, and the chaotic energy condensed into three thousand chains of laws. Before his voice had even finished, the entire sky was already illuminated in a crimson-gold color.

Before the Book of Changes uttered a single word, the force of his fist had already torn through the sky. In this world where strength reigns supreme, actions always speak louder than words.

The holy body emitted a golden light that shot into the sky, and the nine secrets and mysteries suddenly appeared.

Driven by the secret of the word "Xing", Zhou Yi's figure transformed into a streak of light and shadow, and in the blink of an eye, he had already approached the face of Taiyi Shen.

The moment the "Lin" secret was activated, dark gold patterns appeared on his skin, and his fist power surged by another 30% during the punch.

Taiyi Shen lightly flicked his long black sleeves and delivered a simple, unadorned straight punch to meet the attack.

Two world-destroying forces collided, the shockwave sweeping across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, tearing the clouds into spirals. Even with their protective magic treasures activated, the Emperor Sui and his companions were still thrown back more than a hundred miles, their sleeves fluttering in the fierce wind.

The center of the battlefield had transformed into a chaotic vortex. Zhou Yi's arms swung like the sun and moon, his fist shadows weaving into a golden net.

Taiyi Shen's Nine Palaces Steps subtly corresponded to the celestial constellations, and each block stirred up celestial illusions.

The sonic booms generated by the two clashing were continuous, like the mournful cry of heaven and earth when Gonggong smashed Buzhou Mountain.

Suddenly, Zhou Yi's fist technique changed unpredictably. One moment he was unleashing a mountain-splitting, earth-shattering attack, and the next he had flashed to the back of Taiyi Shenmen.

The space beneath his feet was like folded silk. The teleportation effect produced by the fusion of the Xingzi Secret and the Jiezi Secret gave the spectators the illusion of dozens of afterimages throwing punches at the same time.

"I underestimated you." Taiyi Shenxuan's robe billowed like ink clouds, and the phantom images of the Hetu and Luoshu appeared in his palm.

The divination techniques that the Twelve Ancestral Witches had never forced him to use during their siege were now being used to predict the teleportation trajectory of the Book of Changes.

Space and time were distorted at the point of their clash, and the occasional bursts of wind from their punches leveled mountains thousands of miles away.

This ultimate battle of physical prowess lasted for three days and three nights.

The Book of Changes incorporates the secrets of the word "fight" into the essence of boxing, with each move containing profound principles of heaven and earth; the Taiyi God is surrounded by chaotic ripples, using force to overcome skill and resolve countless changes.

When the aftershocks of the final clash shattered the Thirty-Three Heavens, the spectators were shocked to realize that this duel had already surpassed the level of ordinary Quasi-Saints.

Taiyi Shen's pupils contracted slightly, the human race's offensive reminded him of his life-or-death battle with the Space Ancestral Witch.

That body, comparable to divine iron, tore through the air, even creating ripples in space as it moved; such physical strength far exceeded his expectations.

This demon supreme being did not activate his innate divine power, and fought his opponent to a draw with just his fists.

His dark robes fluttered in the fierce wind. He suddenly withdrew his hand and stepped back, the ancient bronze bell floating above his head emitting a chaotic halo: "To force me to take this seriously, you have every reason to be proud!"

As the bell tolled, invisible ripples spread through the void. Zhou Yi suddenly found himself like an insect trapped in amber, unable even to tremble at his fingertips.

Just as consciousness was about to freeze, the rotating Yin-Yang diagram above suddenly unfolded, and the spiritual light of the five elements bloomed like a peacock spreading its tail.

The laws of the two supreme treasures collided, exploding into dazzling halos in the heavens.

Zhou Yi broke out in a cold sweat. If it weren't for the protection of the innate treasure bestowed by Nuwa, that time-space confinement would have been enough to kill him and cause his demise.

At this moment, the Chaos Bell and the Taiji Diagram formed a closed loop of laws, dividing the battlefield into independent domains.

"Is the power of a Quasi-Saint limited to this?" Zhou Yi wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, his fighting spirit growing even more intense. The Taiyi God, having lost the blessing of the supreme treasure, no longer seemed so unattainable.

Crimson flames suddenly burned the sky, and the Taiyi God appeared with the phenomenon of ten suns shining in the sky: "Frog in a well!" As he spoke, the temperature of the entire star field rose wildly.

The void twisted and deformed under the high temperature, and countless star projections turned into liquid fire rain that fell.

Zhou Yi held the Emperor's Seal to his chest and witnessed the golden crow spreading its wings in the sea of ​​fire. This was the true supreme being of the demon race, who could burn the heavens and boil the seas with the true fire of the sun alone, without needing any external aids.

He took a deep breath, and all 129,600 acupoints in his body lit up simultaneously, preparing for the most dangerous battle since the start of the war.

Five-colored divine light soared into the sky, and Zhou Yi was surrounded by a storm of laws. He walked through the void, each step stirring up illusory stars, and five ancient totems emerged from his dantian.

Azure-scaled dragons swallow thunderclouds, silver-patterned sacred tigers tear through gales, blazing black birds flap their wings to burn the sky, black-armored divine turtles carry mountains and rivers on their backs, and there is also a black jade unicorn surrounded by auspicious energy.

These natal Dharma images, nurtured for a thousand years in the Zhouyi Dao Palace, have now transformed into physical armor covering his body.

He gathered chaotic energy in his fists, and actually integrated the meaning of the Six Paths of Reincarnation with the Flying Immortal Technique. Wherever his fist passed, the space collapsed into a black and white vortex.

"Break!" With a loud shout, a phantom image of a reincarnation gear appeared on Zhou Yi's right arm, and a rainbow light that could slay immortals burst forth from his left palm.

Tenfold fighting spirit surged from his dantian, and his fist shadows rolled like a reversed Milky Way, actually splitting the raging flames into a ten-thousand-foot-long crack.

Taiyi Shen's pupils shrank abruptly, and the Golden Crow formation beneath his feet spun rapidly, with nine illusory suns forming a world-destroying wheel behind him.

Two devastating energies collided violently, causing the earth's veins to surge and form a long river of lava stretching for thousands of miles.

Zhou Yi teleported by stepping on the ripples in the void, each appearance causing spatial folds. His alternating fists and palms displayed both the shadow of the axe that split the heavens and the patterns of the stone that mended the sky.

The chaotic microcosm that appeared behind him continuously devoured the essence of the sun, and the five sacred beast avatars evolved into the Five Elements Grand Array within it.

Golden flames surged between Taiyi Shen's brows, and ancient demonic runes flowed across the surface of his armor.

He formed the Solar Eclipse Seal with both hands, and a million rays of true solar fire transformed into the form of a golden crow, which clashed with the law chains unleashed by Zhou Yi in the air.

The aftershocks of their battle shattered the clouds for three thousand miles, and the primordial earth cracked open into deep ravines.

A continuous energy tremor erupted between heaven and earth. Zhou Yi was surrounded by magical light capable of moving mountains and filling seas. However, when these attacks landed on Taiyi Shen, they were as ineffective as waves crashing against rocks.

The being bathed in golden flames merely waved its sleeves, deflecting all attacks powerful enough to tear through the void.