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

Styx was in dire straits. Before him, the otherworldly cultivator's enormous scimitar hung in mid-air, like a demonic scythe from the deepest hell, exuding a suffocating aura of death.

He could clearly feel that chilling killing intent tightly binding him, freezing his blood, and even making this saintly supreme being somewhat fearful.

At this critical moment when life and death hung in the balance, an unexpected change occurred.

The once enormous scimitar instantly shrank and its imposing aura vanished without a trace.

Although Styx was still shaken, he immediately seized the opportunity and wielded the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords to slash at the otherworldly cultivator.

On the battlefield in front of Jinji Ridge, where war raged and smoke filled the air, the same inexplicable scene also appeared.

The tense nerves of the cultivators were somewhat relieved when they witnessed this sudden change.

Behind all these turning points was the work of Hongjun. At that time, Tongtian and Hongjun descended side by side on the edge of the prehistoric world.

The Great Immortal Yangmei was covered in blood, his wounds crisscrossing his body. But relying on the unpredictable laws of space, he gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on, single-handedly holding off the otherworldly cultivator.

When Tongtian and Hongjun arrived, they immediately took action without hesitation.

Tongtian waved his hands, and the Qingping Sword and Hunyuan Sword in his hands instantly sensed the battle intent, their blades trembling violently and emitting a clear sword cry.

Immediately afterwards, the Qingping Sword and the Hunyuan Sword transformed into two streaks of light, piercing straight towards the cultivator from another world with lightning speed.

Hongjun also looked solemn. He tossed the spiked club in his hand high into the air, where it whistled through the air, creating a gust of wind that sounded like the howling of ghosts and wolves as it crashed down on the enemy.

The cultivator from another world was caught off guard by this sudden attack, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face, which was then replaced by anger.

When Yangmei Daxian saw that Hongjun and Tongtian had arrived in time, his tense body finally gave way, and all his strength seemed to be instantly drained by an invisible hand.

His legs went weak, and he almost fell straight to the ground. If Tongtian hadn't been quick-witted and stepped forward to steady him, he probably would have collapsed in the chaos.

The Great Immortal Yangmei's aura was weak, like a candle flickering in the wind, which could be extinguished at any moment.

"Fellow Daoist, this person is named Qingzhen. I have done my utmost, and I entrust his affairs to you two."

After saying this, his eyes slowly closed, and he could no longer hold on, falling into a coma.

His divine sense spread out, instantly enveloping the entire primordial world and the chaotic lands at its edge.

Upon investigation, he was secretly astonished to discover that Qingzhen was actually a Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal who had mastered sixty laws.

Tongtian handed Yangmei Daxian to Hongjun, saying, "Fellow Daoist, quickly return to the Primordial World and use the power of the Heavenly Dao to suppress the powerful enemy, otherwise our Primordial World will surely suffer incalculable losses."

Upon hearing this, Hongjun also spread his divine sense and instantly sensed the fierce battle at the Golden Rooster Ridge in the Primordial World. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately led Yangmei Daxian and sped towards Zixiao Palace.

When Qingzhen saw that Hongjun was about to escape with Yangmei Daxian, he roared and flew after them.

At the same time, the giant katana in his hand flew out and chased after Hongjun.

Tongtian, quick-witted and agile, knew that the power of this blade was not to be underestimated; if it were to strike Hongjun, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He hurriedly used the Hunyuan Sword to block the katana. In an instant, there was a loud bang. Sparks flew everywhere where the Hunyuan Sword and the katana collided, and energy spread wildly in all directions from the point of impact.

At the same time, Tongtian controlled the Burial Coffin and crashed it into Qingzhen. Qingzhen was unable to dodge in time and was solidly knocked away by the Burial Coffin.

His figure traced a disheveled arc in the chaos, his face filled with shame, indignation, and resentment.

Tongtian's true form stood in front of Qingzhen, a slight smile playing on his lips, as he said with a hint of confidence and mockery, "Don't worry, you'll see your clansmen soon."

The sword dao laws of Tongtian and the saber dao laws of Qingzhen collided, and for a moment, the entire edge of the prehistoric world seemed to be caught in a raging storm vortex.

Sword energy crisscrossed and saber energy roared and surged, shattering the chaotic energy wherever they went.

The Tongtian Sect Leader made a hand seal with one hand, and three clones appeared in response. His main body held the Hunyuan Sword, and the sword energy around him seemed to materialize.

Each of the three clones wielded the Qingping Sword, the God-Slaying Spear, and the World-Destroying Millstone. Although they only possessed 70% of the original's strength, they were still formidable. The four of them formed a pincer movement, trapping Qingzhen in the center of the trap.

Upon seeing this, Qingzhen was secretly alarmed. A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but it was instantly replaced by determination. He turned around and flew in the opposite direction, trying to break through the encirclement.

Tongtian would not let him succeed so easily. His main body and the clone wielding the Qingping Sword exerted their power at the same time. The sword laws surged and turbulent, and countless sword energies intertwined to form an impenetrable sword net, completely blocking Qingzhen's path.

Under the control of the Tongtian Sect Leader, the God-Slaying Spear shone with a brilliant blue light at its tip, empowered by the laws of space, and pierced towards Qingzhen. The World-Destroying Millstone slowly turned, also crashing into Qingzhen.

Qingzhen fought back fiercely, but under Tongtian's offensive, he was forced to retreat step by step, revealing numerous openings in his defense.

Suddenly, Qingzhen felt his surroundings darken, as if an invisible barrier was binding him tightly.

He was shocked, furious and anxious, and hurriedly activated all the laws of his body, trying to break free from this inexplicable prison.

Seeing that it was futile, he roared repeatedly and slashed wildly with his long sword, but the void trembled and the invisible barrier remained as solid as a rock.

Tongtian strode to the Coffin of Burial, his eyes cold and icy, and said indifferently, "Since you are in my coffin, you shall become nourishment."

Hearing this from inside the coffin, Qingzhen was overwhelmed with despair, yet he still asked unwillingly, "What happened? Why can't I feel anything?"

"My law of concealment is so powerful that even the Heavenly Dao cannot detect it. What can you do to me?"

After speaking, he raised his hand and waved it, injecting the law of time into the Burial Coffin. Instantly, a huge clock appeared beneath the coffin, its hands spinning rapidly.

Inside the coffin, Qingzhen's cries, initially filled with vehement despair, gradually grew weak and feeble until they finally fell silent.

In just four breaths, it was completely swallowed up by the Burial Coffin.

After the Burial Coffin devoured the Primordial Limitless Great Luo Golden Immortal, the dark red runes on it seemed to come alive, their red light flashing even more intensely, and the emanating baleful aura spread out, chilling people to the bone.

At Zixiao Palace, Hongjun sat cross-legged with a solemn expression, fully activating the Heavenly Dao. His body was surrounded by a hazy light, and with his actions, the power of the Heavenly Dao rose steadily.

The radiance of the Heavenly Dao, which had been somewhat dimmed by the invasion of cultivators from other worlds, was now restored to its former brilliance, majestic and awe-inspiring, with its vast and powerful pressure permeating the primordial world.

However, despite the suppression of the Heavenly Dao preventing the otherworldly cultivators from unleashing their full power, the cultivators of the Three Religions and the Great Shang Dynasty are now exhausted, and even if they ultimately win, it will only be a partial victory.

At this moment, the list of 365 gods, righteous gods, and the Ten Kings of Hell on the Investiture of the Gods is almost full. Among them are many cultivators from other worlds. Although they are not native to the Primordial World, they must abide by the rules of the Primordial World when they enter it.

Just as the prehistoric forces were gradually shifting from a disadvantageous position to a more balanced one, a flash of light appeared on the distant horizon, signaling the arrival of reinforcements.