Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

"Fight!" Zhou Yi's roar pierced the heavens, his hands forming hand seals that quickly created afterimages.

The aftershocks of the battle between the two supreme beings tore through the sky, and the surging subterranean fire and falling star fragments from the cracks in the earth intertwined to create an apocalyptic scene.

The powerful figures watching the battle held their breath, remembering that the last time they had witnessed such a world-destroying duel was during the ultimate war between the Lich and Demon races.

Those with discerning eyes had already noticed the direction of the battle; Zhou Yi's robes were gradually stained with gold and red, while Taiyi Shen remained calmly standing in the center of the raging flames.

This primordial deity, born from the core of the sun, is currently surrounded by a Dao diagram composed of three thousand six hundred fire patterns, each fire pattern recording the laws he comprehended while listening to the Dao at Zixiao Palace.

A cracking sound pierced the roar of the battlefield as Zhou Yi's right arm instantly turned into a shower of crystal dust.

With the secret technique of the ancient character "者" passed down, he can always reshape his golden body at critical moments, but the reshaping speed is now half a breath slower than the original.

Taiyi Shen brandished the illusory image of the Chaos Bell, freezing the void where the bell tolled, and nine chains wrapped with the essence of the sun suddenly pierced through Zhou Yi's chest.

Just when everyone thought the outcome was decided, Zhou Yi's shattered body suddenly burst forth with chaotic mist.

The phantoms of the Azure Dragon and White Tiger emerged from the mist, intertwining to form a five-colored altar that lifted him up.

Tens of thousands of Dao runes flowed across his body, condensing into a semi-transparent furnace of laws, from which faint, earth-shattering Dao sounds emanated.

In this mysterious and unpredictable state of intense battle, the secret technique within Zhou Yi's body produced a strange resonance, unleashing ten times the power that shook heaven and earth every three breaths.

Whenever the ancient bronze bell, imbued with the power of stars, crashes down, he can always activate the dark golden runes within his body, condensing his life essence into a blood blade to launch a counterattack.

The Chaos Bell in Taiyi God's hand hummed, and for the eighth time, it shattered the opponent's body into a blood mist. However, the scattered flesh and blood suddenly reformed in mid-air.

The demon supreme's pupils contracted slightly. Even when he fought the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he had never seen a physique that could instantly recover from the sound waves of the Chaos Bell.

"Three Lights Divine Water? No..." Taiyi looked at the sun, moon and starlight flowing around Zhou Yi and suddenly realized that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was gathering in a strange way.

Zhen Yuanzi, who was watching the battle from a distance, suddenly opened the Earth Book and was shocked to find that the power of the earth veins was being drawn by an invisible vortex. The magical artifacts at the waists of the powerful figures present all trembled with unease.

Suihuang clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white. He noticed that after each time Zhouyi was broken and reassembled, purple-gold Dao patterns that he had never seen before would appear on his forehead.

The whisk in the hand of the Great Master Miaole moved without wind, and the illusory image of the Taiji diagram flickered in his pupils. This chief disciple of the Human Sect finally discovered that whenever the Taiyi God's attack approached, a subtle discontinuity would appear in the spacetime of the battlefield.

"He's actually using the Chaos Bell to refine his Dao body!" The Demon Master Roc's wings suddenly spread open, freezing the clouds for thousands of miles with the chilling aura of the Northern Sea.

The Lord of the Styx drew his twin swords half an inch from their sheaths, and the Twelfth Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus churned violently in the sea of ​​blood. The two giants simultaneously realized that the seemingly chaotic shattering and reassembly was actually the trajectory of some kind of heaven-defying secret technique.

When the ninth rebirth of flesh and blood was completed, Zhou Yi suddenly plunged the Xuanyuan Sword into the void.

A dazzling golden light burst from the sword's edge, outlining the contours of a landscape painting in the sky.

With a roar from the God Taiyi, the Chaos Bell was forced back three zhang for the first time, and seven of the stars on the bell's surface dimmed and went out.

"What a clever deception!" Jade Pure Immortal Light emanated from beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, and the phantom image of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable appeared and disappeared among the clouds.

Only then did the immortals realize that the center of the battlefield had somehow transformed into a furnace of heaven and earth, and Zhou Yi's shattered bones were being tempered in the furnace fire to produce chaotic energy. Each rebirth brought him closer to a certain perfect Dao body than the last.

At the heart of the raging furnace of laws, Zhou Yi was surrounded by three thousand Dao patterns, and a cocoon of radiant immortal light enveloped his form. The whispered Daoist voice of an ancient god reverberated through the void, its sound deafening yet its true meaning remained elusive.

Faced with the Taiyi God's offensive power capable of burning the heavens and destroying the earth, Zhou Yi's physical body was constantly torn apart by the sun's essence fire.

But whenever everyone thought he was about to perish, seven-colored Dao patterns would burst forth from his remains, rebuilding his body like a phoenix rising from the ashes.

In this near-self-destructive cycle, his energy became increasingly close to the origin of heaven and earth, like a primordial deity born at the beginning of chaos.

As Taiyi Shen said, Zhouyi may seem to perish at any moment, but it always manages to rebuild its body from the brink of destruction.

What shocked the powerful figures watching the battle even more was that this human cultivator's combat power increased exponentially with each rebirth, as if he were undergoing some kind of qualitative change that touched upon the Great Dao.

"If one dares not face death with a will, how can one contend with the Demon Emperor?" Zhou Yi's declaration shook the entire world. His frenzied cultivation, using his own body as a furnace, now revealed its brilliance in the face of life and death.

The concept of "furnace of all laws" that Miaole comprehended during his sermons originally required a thousand years to settle.

The sudden arrival of the God Taiyi transformed this painstaking effort into a fierce tempering of gold.

Under the overwhelming pressure, Zhou Yi poured all the secret techniques of the Imperial Scripture that he had comprehended throughout his life into his heart furnace, forging his Dao foundation like a master craftsman forging a supreme treasure.

As the Dao-patterned furnace emitted nine-colored divine light, the laws of the heavens began to resonate in a wondrous way.

The lineage of emperors throughout history is no longer clearly defined; divine arts and profound mysteries merge like rivers flowing into the sea, gradually coalescing into an unknown existence that transcends the existing system of Taoist magic.

This method of cultivation, which uses the body as its embryo and all methods as its fire, can easily lead to the annihilation of one's soul if one is not careful, but if successful...

"Excellent!" For the first time, a strange light appeared in Taiyi Shen's eyes. "An ant dares to attempt to melt the Heavenly Dao. Such audacity is worthy of my serious attention."

Before the words were finished, the sound of the Chaos Bell came from beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, causing the earth's veins on the primordial continent to tremble.

Towering golden flames erupted from the Demon Emperor's true form, instantly transforming the nine heavens into a molten lava inferno.

When Taiyi God fully unleashed the pressure of a Quasi-Saint at the peak, the blazing light emanating from his body eclipsed even the real Sun Star, as if the Great Dao itself had personally descended a world-destroying divine punishment.

Taiyi's divine robes fluttered, his ten fingers forming profound hand seals like butterflies dancing, and his body was surrounded by primordial chaos energy never seen before.

The ancient demon emperor was now using the forbidden ancient technique he had comprehended during his million years of guarding the Heavenly Court.

As three thunderous cries, capable of shattering gold and splitting stone, echoed from beyond the nine heavens, the entire sky suddenly transformed into a sea of ​​crimson-gold fire.

A three-legged golden crow, its wings blotting out the sky, broke through the air, and the golden flames that burst from its feathers burned the clouds into a glassy color.

Those watching the battle all covered their eyes with their sleeves, as the dazzling divine light almost scorched their senses.

"Today I will show you what annihilation is!" Taiyi God roared like thunder.

The Golden Crow Dharma Form, carrying a blazing torrent of melting stars, plunged down, distorting and cracking the space in its path, clearly intending to incinerate Zhou Yi, soul and all, into ashes.

At this moment, Zhou Yi has shed seventy percent of its old form, and its new skin gleams with the luster of jade.

Faced with this deadly move that had once annihilated a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, he no longer confronted it head-on as before.

A bronze bell suddenly emerged from the top of its head, and the innate Dao patterns engraved on the bell seemed to move as if they were alive, intertwining in the void to form a Tai Chi array.