Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

What alarmed him even more was what kind of waves the primordial spirit, which was about to enter the cycle of reincarnation, would stir up in the human race in the future.

After all, the human race was created by Nuwa herself, and the fact that her brother was reincarnated to enjoy the fortune of the human race meant that this game of chess had already been played before the Great Tribulation.

Humanity had no choice; they had to repay the debt they owed Nuwa. Even if Nuwa went to extremes, humanity had no choice but to grit their teeth and accept it.

However, Zhou Yi had reservations about making Mi Xi the Emperor of the Human Race, since Mi Xi was originally a demon and had a blood feud with the Human Race.

Even if it's to repay Nuwa's immense kindness to the human race, Zhou Yi figured there must be other ways. Why insist on putting the demon race on the human throne?

Those saints were only concerned with seizing the fortune, not caring about how disgusted the ordinary humans felt.

To Zhou Yi, this was no different from publicly slapping a human in the face.

However, now is not the time to discuss this. It will take at least another thousand or eight hundred years for Fu Xi to ascend to the throne, and the Book of Changes has already been secretly making arrangements.

As soon as Nuwa withdrew, Zhou Yi and Taiyi immediately set their sights on each other, their fighting spirit burning like wildfire between them.

Zhou Yi suddenly erupted, and the energy waves emanating from his body shook the primordial world.

He swung his fist, and cracks appeared in the surrounding space: "I don't care what kind of demonic or immortal techniques you have, I'll smash them all with one punch."

Taiyi stood rooted to the spot like a rock, with dozens of layers of spacetime barriers emanating from the Chaos Bell above his head.

Zhou Yi's punch was like a bulldozer, smashing the barriers to pieces, and the fist wind, wrapped in chaotic energy, directly hit the clock face.

"Clang!" The Chaos Bell shook violently, and Taiyi, who was hiding inside, took seven or eight steps back before regaining his footing. He still stubbornly insisted, "That's interesting, but you're still a long way from breaking through my defenses."

However, judging from his taut cheeks, he had clearly taken a severe beating.

Zhou Yi flicked his wrist: "I just created the Three Forms of Emperor Fist, the Three Moves of Heaven, Earth, and Man. Taiyi, would you like to try them?"

Over the years, he has fused together the techniques of various schools, broken down and reassembled all sorts of unique skills, and created a set of domineering and unreasonable boxing techniques.

He used all his divine power and imperial cultivation as fuel to develop this unique skill that can break all laws.

Now that this fist technique has been perfected, it is a good opportunity to test it on a powerful demon.

From then on, a peerless martial art gradually took shape. This was a fist system tailor-made for Zhou Yi, and only he himself could fully demonstrate its true power.

This martial art, named "Emperor's Fist" by the Book of Changes, is still in its initial stage, and currently only the three basic moves of Heaven, Earth, and Man have been developed.

At this moment, Taiyi coldly urged the Chaos Bell, and the ancient bronze bell, carrying with it the turbulent currents of spacetime, roared in: "Let me see just how much of a splash an ant can make!"

Faced with the devastating attack, Zhou Yi calmly raised his hand and began to speak: "The Way of Heaven is impartial and governs all living beings. Emperor Fist, First Form: Heavenly Punishment." Before he finished speaking, he had already leaped into the sky, like an unparalleled god who held the power of the Way of Heaven.

At this moment, Zhou Yi sees all things as equal. Whether they are powerful beings or ordinary mortals, they are all part of the natural cycle in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao.

Life and death cycle, prosperity and decline alternate; nothing in the world can escape the judgment of the will of Heaven.

This "Heavenly Punishment" is a concrete interpretation of the essence of the Way of Heaven in the Book of Changes, and the fist technique contains the world-destroying power of the Way of Heaven when it is enraged.

When the fist wind carrying the law of destruction collided with the Chaos Bell, spacetime rifts spread wildly around the point of impact like a spider web.

clang!

The deafening chimes resounded throughout the universe. Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, the Chaos Bell, hailed as a supreme defensive treasure, was forcefully blasted away, spinning backwards back onto Taiyi's head.

The remaining aura of destruction penetrated the bell's defenses, causing the powerful demon to lose his balance.

"The earth carries all things, life and death cycle, the two forms of the Emperor's Fist lead to rebirth." Before Taiyi could adjust his breathing, the Zhouyi Fist changed its form again.

Six faint halos of light swirled around the fist, and the profound aura unique to the Law of Reincarnation instantly enveloped the battlefield.

As the core law that sustains the operation of the earth, the cycle of reincarnation is both the final destination of all things and the starting point of new life.

At this moment, Zhou Yi interprets it through martial arts, revealing a purer, more authentic power than that of the underworld.

As the second form of the Emperor's Fist unfolded, Zhou Yi's hand condensed the true meaning of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Amidst the surging wind of his fist, the power of reincarnation surged towards Taiyi like a torrent, and the six-colored halo collided violently with the Chaos Bell.

Amidst a deafening roar, earth-shattering energy exploded, instantly turning billions of miles of sky and earth into chaotic nothingness.

Although Taiyi had the Chaos Bell above his head, he was still forced back three steps, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. This supreme demon warrior, protected by an innate treasure, was actually injured by the human's fist technique.

The Chaos Bell, which claimed to be "invincible when placed on top of the head," ultimately could not completely withstand the offensive of the Book of Changes.

When the third move, "Unyielding," burst forth, the entire battlefield suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

The powerful punch that Zhou Yi threw with his head held high and chest out seemed ordinary, yet it contained a will that could shake heaven and earth.

This style of boxing, which centers on humanity, is even more powerful than the previous two styles, which emphasize the principles of heaven and earth.

How did the human race survive and thrive amidst the surrounding powerful forces on the vast and desolate land?

The answer surged within the force of Zhou Yi's fist, and countless phantoms emerged in the torrent of energy. There were ancient people who were used as pawns by sages, and warriors struggling in the war between demons and sorcerers. Thousands of indomitable shouts converged into a will that shook Mount Buzhou.

The Chaos Bell emitted an unprecedented mournful cry, and Taiyi's pupils contracted violently.

He clearly saw that the fist intent pierced through time and space, with the figures of human warriors throughout the ages appearing and disappearing within it.

Even the majestic Buzhou Mountain trembled violently, whether it was sensing the lingering will of Pangu or being shaken by the awakening power of the human race.

"This is impossible!" Taiyi growled, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably. For the first time since his birth, a chilling fear crept up the spine of this demon king.

The direction of Zhou Yi's fist is clearly rewriting the rules of the primordial world. When the insignificant human race straightens its spine, the so-called destiny begins to waver.

The force of Zhou Yi's punches was not simply brute power; what truly made Taiyi tremble was that unwavering belief that transcended time and space.

This spiritual shock caused the supreme ruler of the demon race to experience an unprecedented sense of panic.

"Absurd! How could a mere human possess such power!"

With a roar, Taiyi summoned the Chaos Bell, a supreme innate treasure, which crashed down with world-destroying power.

He never imagined he would feel fear towards such insignificant creatures; this shame had to be washed away with their lives.

At this moment, the supreme demon race had long forgotten the war between the witches and demons, pouring all his demonic power into the Chaos Bell. Amidst the deafening roar, the entire primordial world trembled, and even the saints sitting on the Thirty-Three Heavens cast astonished glances.

clang!

The echoes of the Chaos Bell reverberated throughout the heavens and earth, but the sound gradually diminished.

In stark contrast, the increasingly clear will to fight on the battlefield burned like an inextinguishable flame in the souls of every witness.