Primordial Era: I, Tongtian, will slay all enemies!

Hongjun and Tongtian's gazes, like two sharp swords, were fixed on the little green man who had been split in two.

The little green man's body glowed with an eerie green light, flickering like will-o'-the-wisps. Though lifeless, it still exuded a chilling, sinister aura, like a cursed sludge, radiating endless strangeness.

Hongjun frowned deeply, and a palpable sense of vigilance surged in his deep eyes, his heart churning with turmoil.

"If this little monster doesn't die, it will be a disaster. We must ensure that nothing goes wrong this time, and this thing is definitely not a product of this chaos."

His divine sense spread silently in all directions like fine spider silk, not missing any possible movement, not even the slightest spatial fluctuation could escape his perception.

Tongtian's face was also solemn, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his divine sense splashed up wisps of mist in the chaotic energy.

His hands gripped the Hunyuan Sword tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, his muscles taut like a fully drawn bowstring, ready to unleash his full power once more.

After confirming that the little green man was completely lifeless, the two of them collapsed to the ground as if relieved from a taut string, panting heavily.

However, before he could catch his breath, the dashing figure of the Great Immortal with High Eyebrows descended slowly like a shooting star, his smug smile seeming out of place in the tense atmosphere.

"You two have worked hard," the mocking voice of the Great Immortal Yangmei rang out, "I've gotten all the benefits, hahaha."

Laughter echoed in the silent space, sharp and piercing, breaking the momentary peace.

Hongjun and Tongtian exchanged a glance, a hint of dissatisfaction flashing in their eyes, and each rolled their eyes.

Tongtian snorted coldly: "Hmph, Fellow Daoist Yangmei really knows how to pick his time. He only comes over when it's almost over."

"Almost over? I see these two fellow cultivators are being suppressed and bullied at will by this little monster, tsk tsk tsk!"

But at that moment, a strange fluctuation suddenly appeared from the corpse of the little green man that had been dead.

The two halves of the body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, with green light flashing at the wounds, and every fragment was perfectly pieced together.

The little green man stood up again, and a nauseating stench once more spread like a surging black tide, instantly filling the entire space.

The aura was mixed with evil and tyranny, like miasma surging from the depths of hell. Wherever it went, the soul felt as if it were being pierced by countless steel needles, as if it were about to be completely eroded by this aura.

The three men's expressions changed drastically, and they became wary again. The Great Immortal with High Eyebrows looked at them with utter disgust, as if he were looking at the most filthy thing in the world: "This thing is really troublesome! What the hell is it?!"

His voice was filled with anger. He had thought he could easily get a good deal, but he didn't expect the situation to deteriorate so quickly. He was filled with regret.

Before the three of them could fully prepare, the spiked club in the little green man's hand instantly magnified a hundredfold.

The runes on the spiked club were like awakened demons, flashing menacingly, each rune containing destructive power.

The spiked club, like a towering mountain, crashed down on the three of them with overwhelming force, squeezing the space around it and causing it to creak and groan.

Upon seeing this, a resolute glint flashed in Yangmei Daxian's eyes, and he immediately activated the laws of space.

The surrounding space began to violently distort and tear apart, like a mirror being smashed, leaving countless cracks.

"Spatial Cut!" The technique emitted a chilling light as it slashed towards the spiked club.

However, when the spatial cutting met the spiked club, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Yangmei Daxian felt a force as if from the ancient times rebounding like a tsunami, and his moves were instantly shattered by the spiked club.

The powerful impact felt like a million stampeding bulls crashing into him; he was sent flying backward like a cannonball, his eyes wide with astonishment: "This... how is this possible!"

But there was no time for him to think further. The Great Immortal Yangmei suppressed the surging blood and qi within his body and used all his strength to create a spatial wormhole in front of the spiked club.

But the wormhole seemed so small in front of the huge spiked club, like trying to put a towering mountain into a bag the size of a baby's fist. The space around the wormhole emitted a hissing sound under the pressure of the spiked club.

The little green man looked at Tongtian and his companions with a playful expression, his eyes like those of a mischievous child looking at a toy he had grown tired of playing with, full of mockery and disdain.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tongtian instantly arrived beside Yangmei Daxian and immediately activated his powerful spatial laws, merging them with Yangmei Daxian's power.

In an instant, the spatial wormhole seemed to be nourished, expanding wildly once again, like a prehistoric behemoth with its jaws wide open, directly transferring the spiked club behind the little green man.

The moment the wormhole swallowed the spiked club, the surrounding space rippled violently.

The little green man remained calm and composed, a disdainful smile playing on his lips. He leaped lightly, his movements as agile as a bird in flight, and the spiked club passed right through his crotch without any obstruction.

He snapped his fingers, the crisp sound echoing loudly in the silent space. The spiked club, like a loyal dog responding to its master's call, returned directly to his hand.

Upon seeing this, the three from Tongtian turned ashen-faced, as if they were beckoning to death.

They knew all too well that the little green man's strength far exceeded their imagination, and each attack slashed their hearts, leaving behind deep fear.

Suddenly, the little green man raised his spiked club again and charged forward. He was incredibly fast, creating a gust of wind that was as sharp as a blade as it whistled past.

The wind carried the scent of death, and wherever it passed, the chaotic atmosphere was stained black.

Upon seeing this, Tongtian's eyes flashed with determination, and he unleashed a series of spiritual treasures, including the World-Destroying Millstone, the Burial Coffin, and the World Tree.

The little green man crashed into the defensive wall made of magical treasures, creating a deafening, earth-shattering roar.

The entire space trembled violently as if it had encountered the apocalypse, and countless chaotic energies were scattered, drifting everywhere like wisps of smoke.

The little green man was bounced back, his body flying backward under the powerful impact, rolling several times on the ground before regaining his balance.

Seeing this, Tongtian felt somewhat relieved and secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "These magical treasures have finally blocked the monster's attack. It seems there is still a glimmer of hope." His eyes remained fixed on the little green man, not daring to relax for a moment.

The little green man stood up, shook his head, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes. He glanced at the World Tree and was about to turn and leave, but his steps faltered, clearly unwilling to give up so easily.

Tongtian, Hongjun, and Yangmei Daxian saw through the little green man's thoughts and immediately moved to surround him.

The Great Immortal Yangmei frowned and said worriedly, "Fellow Daoists, it seems we can't defeat him, and we might not be able to keep him here. Let's let him go for now."

Hongjun and Tongtian did not reply, but simply circled the little green man. They both knew that if the little green man escaped, it would bring even greater disaster in the future, so they could not let him leave under any circumstances.

Seeing himself surrounded, the little green man's eyes flashed with anger. He then instantly rushed towards the Great Immortal Yangmei, moving even faster than before, tearing through space and leaving a long trail of green flame.

When Yangmei Daxian saw him running towards him, he was shocked and his face turned pale instantly. Without thinking, he used the laws of space to escape behind Tongtian.

"You little beast, there are three of you here. What are you doing here? Are you trying to take advantage of me because I don't have any magical treasures to protect me?!"

The little green man chuckled, "Of course it's because you're the weakest! With your meager abilities, I really don't know who gave you the courage to stand in my way!"

After saying that, the little green man formed several unknown hand seals, and his green light intensified, his aura instantly rising once again.

His cultivation level broke through the limit and reached the perfect realm of Hunyuan Wuji Da Luo Jin Xian. His powerful aura spread outwards, and the surrounding chaotic energy was stirred up by this aura, churning like boiling water.

Upon seeing this, the three were terrified, feeling as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. They knew clearly that the little green man was burning his own life force, intending to perish together with them.

This suicidal fighting style instilled in them an unprecedented fear, as if death itself had gripped their throats.

"Oh no, he's going to fight desperately! Fellow Daoists, be careful!" Hongjun shouted, his face turning ashen.

The three immediately retreated, trying to create distance, their figures flashing frantically amidst the shattered star fragments.

As he retreated, Yangmei Daxian complained, "What bad luck! How could I run into such a madman, this bastard!" His eyes were filled with despair, and he felt a pang of regret.

However, the little green man gave them no chance to catch their breath. In an instant, he was in front of the three of them, and his huge spiked club slammed down on them.

The three of them felt an irresistible force strike them, and they were immediately knocked out of their strength, collapsing to the ground like a pile of mud, unable to get up.

Upon seeing this, the little green man immediately spread his arms, raised his spiked club, and burst into laughter. His laughter echoed in the deathly silent space, like a death knell from hell, each toll striking the hearts of the three and plunging them into deeper despair.

"Hehehe, you're all going to die! Don't worry, everyone in this chaotic world is going to die, it's just that you few are dying earlier!" The little green man laughed wildly, approaching the three of them step by step.

At this point, the three of them were completely exhausted and had run out of ideas.