Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

"Bullshit! I have an innate spiritual treasure in my hand. What do you think you can do against me?" Styx roared as he drew both swords. The Abyssal Yuan Tu tore open a spatial rift, and a monstrous killing intent condensed into a blood-red dragon that rushed straight towards him.

Wherever the sword light passed, even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was pulverized into dust—this is the true power of a supreme innate treasure.

"boom!"

A chilling killing intent, threatening the very laws of heaven and earth, rushed towards him, but Zhou Yi merely raised his palm, and two trembling blood-red swords froze in mid-air as if locked by iron clamps. They were none other than the Abyssal Primordial Slaughtering Twin Swords, which Styx had made famous!

"This is impossible." Styx's pupils shrank sharply, and the twelve-petaled karmic fire lotus beneath his feet hummed loudly.

This innate spiritual treasure has suppressed the Blood Sea since the beginning of time, yet it was caught by a deadly attack with bare hands.

Zhou Yi's figure blurred, his speed so fast that he left no afterimage. Since ascending to the Great Emperor, he had refined the Word Movement Secret Technique to the point where he could manipulate the flow of time. At this moment, even if the Ancestral Witch of Space were to personally appear, she would probably be far behind him.

Bang! The fist collided violently with the barrier of karmic fire, and the red lotus phantom shattered and regenerated layer by layer.

Styx was sent flying three thousand miles backward, his protective aura flickering intermittently.

Before he could regain his footing, the second punch arrived through the air.

"Damn it!" Styx's entire skeleton exploded with a loud crack, and the twelfth-grade red lotus burst forth with karmic flames.

Taking advantage of this fleeting moment, two phantom figures leaped out from his crown chakra. The benevolent corpse wielded two swords, unleashing a world-destroying crimson light, while the malevolent corpse waved the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag, stirring up towering turbid waves.

when!

The immortal bell rang out, resounding throughout the heavens, and all the flying immortal patterns that appeared on the bell were now activated.

This supreme imperial weapon, reborn after undergoing tribulation, flipped upside down in mid-air and held its own against three innate treasures.

As the bell tolled, the sea of ​​blood receded and the turbid waves disintegrated, and blood seeped from the corner of the Styx deity's mouth.

Although Zhou Yi did not possess countless ancient artifacts like the Lord of the Styx, his natal magic weapon, the Immortal Bell, was already perfectly integrated with his cultivation.

This ancient bronze bell embodies the supreme laws that Zhou Yi comprehended throughout his life. As his cultivation deepened, it continuously transformed, becoming a model of the unity of man and vessel.

At this moment, Zhou Yi poured all his cultivation into activating the Immortal Bell, unleashing his unique skill, "One Weapon Breaks All Laws." No matter how many secret techniques or heaven-reaching magical treasures you possess, they are nothing but illusions in his eyes. He can break through all obstacles with just his natal magical weapon!

when!

The resounding bell tolled through the heavens, and the bronze immortal artifact swept away the sharpness of the Abyssal Yuantu Twin Swords with unstoppable force, causing the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag to flutter loudly. Even the Burning World Red Lotus Karmic Fire was forcibly torn open.

Ultimately, it slammed heavily onto the main body of the Karmic Fire Red Lotus, carrying the power to shatter the void.

Boom!

In an instant, the North Sea was engulfed in a raging torrent, the violent energy turning the entire sea upside down.

The Lord of the Styx, along with his good and evil avatars, flew backward like kites with broken strings, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth—his first injury in ten thousand years.

"Slaughter all living beings under heaven!" The enraged Asura Ancestor's eyes were bloodshot, and the Abyssal Primordial Slaughtering Twin Swords gleamed with a blood-red light in his palm.

The trajectory of the sword's blade left an unhealable crack in the void. The purest killing intent froze time and space, even slowing down the operation of the bronze immortal bell.

Zhou Yi was surrounded by strange phenomena: a golden sea of ​​suffering surged, a chaotic blue lotus bloomed, a yin-yang scroll rotated, a beautiful landscape unfolded, and even the phantom of a celestial king stood in the air.

The supreme fist force, which gathered the essence of the nine secret techniques, was unleashed with a thunderous roar, colliding head-on with the world-destroying sword light.

In an instant, the North Sea was upside down and the heavens and earth trembled. The violent aftershocks even alarmed the hidden great powers of all realms in the primordial world, and countless divine senses crossed the void and were thrown into this boiling battlefield.

The Lich and Demon races are currently locked in fierce combat, drawing the attention of powerful figures from all sides.

In the earth-shattering duel between Zhou Yi and the Lord of the Styx in the North Sea, only three or five powerful individuals truly noticed it.

A new peak Quasi-Saint powerhouse was born in the primordial world just like that, without a sound.

When the waves of the North Sea subsided, only Zhou Yi remained suspended in the air, with the divine light of the celestial bell flowing above his head.

A dark black command flag floated on the sea, but the blood shadow of the Styx Master had long since vanished without a trace.

Zhou Yi casually snatched the Xuan Yuan Water Control Flag, the ripples of the innate spiritual treasure flowing in his palm. This time, the Lord of the Blood Sea had truly suffered a setback.

To say he would completely annihilate the Styx Lord? Zhou Yi knew perfectly well. The rumor that the Blood Sea would never dry up and the Styx River would never perish was no joke; at most, this time he would only make that old demon spit out some blood.

However, losing his natal spiritual treasure is enough to make that old man tremble with pain in the depths of the Blood Sea. Just for using the human race as a bargaining chip, this debt will be settled sooner or later.

Turning around, he shattered the void and returned to the human territory, where he saw the Emperor Sui leading his people to set up defenses from afar.

The Lich and Demon races are currently locked in a fierce battle, and who knows when the flames of war will spread to this area.

The old score from Taiyi a few years ago can be settled during this great calamity.

"What movements have the demon race made recently?" Zhou Yi took the jade slip handed to him by Suihuang and scanned the defense map of the Three Mountains and Five Peaks with his divine sense.

"It hasn't affected us yet." Suihuang pointed to the churning clouds in the northeast, "but judging from the situation, the Water God and Zhusong have already cracked Buzhou Mountain. Sooner or later, something big is going to happen."

Youchao added, "The Great Sage Fuxi sent a message saying that seven layers of the barrier of the Thirty-Three Heavens have already shattered, and the Demon Emperor Jun's Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array probably won't last more than sixty years."

"That's true. If things continue like this, there's basically no hope for our human race to remain unscathed in this great war of the century," Cang Wenshi said with a furrowed brow.

"To remain aloof? Faced with this cataclysmic calamity, what force, apart from the six Holy Venerables and their direct disciples, can truly escape unscathed? Not to mention the demon race's excessive bullying over the years; how many of our compatriots have perished at their hands? How can we not avenge this blood feud?"

Zhou Yi's voice carried a resolute tone, as firm as metal and stone. The old grudges of Taiyi leading the suppression of the human race were still fresh in his mind, not to mention the countless people who had been harmed by the demon race during the difficult years when the human race was first born.

It wasn't until Zhou Yi took over the heavy responsibility of leading the human race and led his people to improve their strength that ordinary people gradually escaped the fate of becoming food for the demon race.

This deep-seated hatred remained etched in Zhou Yi's heart. In this war between the Lich King and the Demon King, which would determine the fate of the primordial world, the human race would undoubtedly play a crucial role.

"Our ancestor was wise. The Wu and Yao races have profound foundations. If we rashly join the war with our current strength, I'm afraid..." Ziyi hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Suihuang and the others nodded in agreement. Although they had witnessed countless miracles in the development of the human race, they were well aware of the gap between themselves and the two overlords.

However, the people were not questioning Zhou Yi's decision; they were simply stating their opinions truthfully, since Zhou Yi's prestige had already deeply penetrated people's hearts over the years.

Once he sets a direction, the Three Ancestors will carry it out with all their might. This is the absolute trust accumulated from countless times leading the human race to turn the tide against all odds.

"Your concerns are not without merit." Zhou Yi smiled confidently. "Our overall strength is indeed slightly inferior, but haven't you noticed? Our top combatants have long been able to go toe-to-toe with them."