Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

"Taiyi, it's time to settle our old scores." Zhou Yi stepped into the air, his fighting spirit soaring as he charged straight towards the heart of the battlefield.

At this moment, Taiyi was locked in battle with the five Ancestral Witches when an uninvited guest suddenly entered the shattered battlefield.

Upon recognizing Zhou Yi as the newcomer, the demon supreme's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "You ants dare to come and die?"

The fact that he failed to kill this junior holding the Tai Chi diagram in human territory back then has always been a source of shame for him.

The Chaos Bell suddenly hummed, and as its body trembled slightly, it broke free from the siege of the five Ancestral Witches.

Taiyi arrived with world-destroying power: "Without the protection of the Taiji Diagram, I can reduce you to ashes in the blink of an eye."

In his view, the previous defeat was entirely due to the lack of the supreme treasure. Now, the Chaos Bell was unleashing its full power, causing the world to change color.

Although the five ancestral witches tried their best to stop it, they could not withstand the vast power of the innate treasure. Seeing the Chaos Bell tearing through space and heading straight for Zhou Yi's vital point, this seemingly insignificant human suddenly moved. Facing the power of freezing space and time, he moved as if he were in an empty place.

Five profound Dharma images suddenly appeared behind Zhou Yi, their fists unleashing a powerful strike with the force of the primordial chaos.

Amidst the earth-shattering explosion, Zhou Yi retreated three steps, each step causing the space to explode and cracks to spread like a spider web in the void.

"This can be called a supreme innate treasure?" Zhou Yi flicked his wrist, a smile playing on his lips.

He had just received the heavy blow from the Chaos Bell with his bare hands. Although he was knocked back three steps, the so-called most powerful magic weapon in the primordial world was now lying at his feet, buzzing, without even tearing the hem of his clothes.

Taiyi's pupils suddenly contracted, and the veins on his hand gripping the hammer bulged: "What a joke! With your cultivation level..." His words were cut short.

He remembered that twenty days ago, when they fought in the territory of the Witch Clan, this human quasi-saint was forced to flee in a sorry state by his casual strike.

Although he was distracted by the five Ancestral Witches, the Chaos Bell's strike, with seventy percent of its power, was enough to obliterate the soul of an ordinary Quasi-Saint.

Zhou Yi moved his knuckles, and the dark golden light flowing between his fingers made Taiyi's temples throb.

That was clearly the Daoist radiance of a peak Quasi-Saint, but only two thousand days and nights had passed since their last encounter. For beings like them, that amount of time was not enough to comprehend even half of the incomplete scroll.

"You don't actually think..." Zhou Yi took a step forward, the void beneath his feet cracking inch by inch, "Only you ancient relics who sprang from stones are worthy of standing on the clouds and looking down upon all living beings, do you?"

Taiyi's Adam's apple bobbed, and the sun behind him burst into flames uncontrollably.

He recalled that it took him three full eons to be conceived from the core of the sun, and it took him 129,600 years to break through to the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm.

The creature before us, created by Nuwa from clay, has only existed for about 30,000 years.

The Chaos Bell suddenly emitted a sharp ringing sound, and the sun pattern on Taiyi's forehead shone brightly. He had to admit that this human reminded him of the oppressive feeling he had when facing the Three Pure Ones.

But precisely because of this, we must not let them leave alive today, even at the risk of being ambushed by the Ancestral Witch.

Taiyi had no time to worry about the movements of the Ancestral Witches; his entire focus was on the human youth. His eyes were blood-red, and the Chaos Bell trembled violently in his palm, as if sensing its master's determination to kill.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The Chaos Bell suddenly unleashed a world-destroying aura, its tolling causing the Thirty-Three Heavens to shake violently, and the stars in the sky to flicker.

This precious artifact, born at the dawn of creation, has been fully awakened. The surface of the bell displays the wondrous sight of the sun and moon shining together, while the forces of earth, water, fire, and wind transform into tangible bands of light that surround it.

Through the trembling chaotic energy, one could vaguely see that the bell itself formed its own world, with continuous mountain ranges rising and falling in the sea of ​​clouds, and countless phantom images of ancient beasts appearing and disappearing.

The five-colored divine light pierced through the thirty-three heavens, illuminating even the Netherworld Blood Sea. If this power were fully unleashed, the entire primordial world would likely be reshaped.

As the supreme demon race ruler who wields the innate treasure, Taiyi has long stood at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm.

Although he had not yet attained the Primordial Dao Fruit, there were only a handful of beings in the entire prehistoric world who could directly confront him. At this moment, he attacked in anger, and his oppressive aura was several times stronger than that of the Blood Sea and the Styx River back then.

Zhou Yi, however, raised the corners of his mouth amidst this overwhelming power.

When he first encountered Taiyi, if it weren't for the Taiji diagram protecting him, he probably wouldn't have lasted even three breaths.

Now that he has achieved perfect enlightenment and ascended to the rank of Great Emperor, he can finally face off against this overlord of the primordial world.

"Well done!" A beam of divine light shot up from Zhou Yi's head, and the ancient bronze bell spun rapidly in the rosy light.

Five extraordinary phenomena of heaven and earth intertwined behind him to form a dazzling halo, and the chaotic energy wrapped around his fist solidified into a tangible form, actually using his body as a weapon to directly challenge the innate supreme treasure.

The moment the two treasures collided, a shockwave visible to the naked eye swept across the entire realm.

Before the lich warriors within a radius of tens of millions of miles could even scream, they were reduced to dust in the energy tide.

The void was torn open with countless cracks, from which earth, water, fire, and wind gushed forth, turning the entire battlefield into a living hell in an instant.

The five Ancestral Witches who were originally besieging Taiyi could no longer hold out and were forced to retreat repeatedly by the energy turbulence.

This was just the prelude. Taiyi manipulated the Chaos Bell to repeatedly crash into Zhou Yi, and Zhou Yi also activated the Immortal Bell to counterattack. Each collision between the two supreme treasures shook the heavens and the earth.

The core area where they fought had long since become a death zone, and even powerful figures watching the battle had fled three thousand miles away.

Zhou Yi, relying on his unique method of breaking the law, pushed his imperial weapon to its limit and directly confronted the legendary innate treasure.

Two forces intertwined and tore at each other in the void, creating a terrifying energy vortex that covered an area of ​​billions of miles.

This left the five Ancestral Witches stranded. Although they could contend with Taiyi when they joined forces, the two in the center of the battlefield were now fighting to the point of madness, and the scattered aftershocks alone were enough to make the Ancestral Witches' blood surge.

Since they couldn't get involved, the Ancestral Witches turned their attention to the Demon Clan.

It was also due to Mi Xi's bad luck that he dared to wade into the muddy waters of the war between the witches and demons, even though he had the sage Nuwa backing him up.

As soon as the five Ancestral Witches' gazes swept over, Mi Xi knew he was in trouble. At this moment, the main force of the demon race was on the front line, so who could save him?

"How dare a mere human fight me to this extent?" Taiyi suddenly stopped, the Chaos Bell buzzing above his head, his aura rising to a critical point.

After exchanging hundreds of blows, the demon emperor had to admit that the human before him had indeed reached the threshold of the quasi-saint peak.

Unharmed by the oppressive power of the Chaos Bell, there is no other like it in the entire primordial world.

Zhou Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "You truly live up to the name of the Demon Clan's War God."

In the seemingly evenly matched exchange of blows, cracks have appeared on his celestial bell.

Imperial weapons are ultimately far inferior to innate treasures. If it weren't for the unique technique of breaking through magic, they would have been defeated long ago.

In the primordial world, there are no "what ifs"; the difference in magical treasures is simply a part of one's strength.

"Again!"

With two loud shouts, the Chaos Bell, imbued with the power of stars, crashed down, while the Immortal Bell transformed into a stream of light and soared into the sky.