Primordial Era: I rule the great sect and command all immortals.

The weather changed, and thunder and rain came rushing in.

"when……"

At this moment, Yinglong's palm gripped the "Flying Gold Sword" tightly, causing dazzling sparks to erupt.

Yinglong actually managed to withstand Jinling Shengmu's "Flying Golden Sword" without using any innate spiritual treasures.

Feeling a numbness in her arm, the Golden Spirit Mother's jade cheeks turned cold, and her entire body's magical power surged. With a "crackling" sound, the "Flying Golden Sword" shone brightly with golden light, and sharp sword energy crisscrossed, slashing towards Yinglong.

"Hahaha! You have treasures, yet you think my dragon race has none?"

Yinglong laughed loudly, and a flash of light appeared on his body. His golden dragon robe had transformed into a set of golden armor, and at the same time, a black light appeared in his hand, and a long spear appeared in his hand.

"laugh!"

The spear pierced through the void, and the spear energy formed a black dragon that lunged at the Golden Spirit Mother's brow!

The two masters flashed rapidly in the void, various divine lights blooming from their hands.

The terrifying pressure shook heaven and earth.

Suddenly, Yinglong changed his moves and summoned a red alchemy furnace called the "Crimson Dragon Divine Furnace," which was actually a primordial spiritual treasure.

"Dragon roars across the heavens! Roar..."

At the same time, Yinglong roared loudly, and the grand sound echoed in the void, shocking many immortals on both sides. Their faces showed surprise, and they covered their heads, as if their heads were about to explode.

Some of the weaker immortals bled from their seven orifices, their bodies were weak and limp, and they almost fell from the clouds into the Yangtze River below.

The sound waves also affected the Yangtze River, causing huge waves to surge and countless fish, shrimp, and crabs to be shattered into pieces by the sound waves.

Such terrifying sound waves are simply the pinnacle of sonic techniques from the primordial era.

The Great Sun Buddha was astonished; even the Buddhist "Fearless Lion's Roar" seemed unable to suppress the roar of the dragon race.

Being at the center of the sound waves, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit naturally bore the brunt of the pressure.

Her mind felt as if it had been pierced by millions of tiny needles, causing excruciating pain.

Before Jinling Shengmu could think further, the "Dragon and Tiger Jade Ruyi" was suddenly unleashed, striking Yinglong's horn with a "bang".

With this strike, the "Dragon Tiger Jade Ruyi" moved as fast as lightning, traversing the void and flashing continuously in the dimensional space.

Even a master like Yinglong couldn't dodge the solid blow from the "Dragon Tiger Jade Ruyi," his dragon horns broke off, and his body swayed in the void before he finally managed to regain his footing.

"kill!"

With a furious roar, the Holy Mother of Golden Spirits, her beautiful face contorted with rage, urged the "Seven Fragrance Chariot" forward, leaving a trail of afterimages in the void, and suddenly appeared in front of Yinglong, thrusting her sword forward.

This female immortal, ranked first in the Jie Sect, was as fiery as ever. Facing a powerful figure like Yinglong, her competitive spirit was even stronger. Despite being attacked in her sea of ​​consciousness, she remained determined and, enduring the excruciating pain, forced her way to victory.

Faced with this sword strike, Yinglong's face turned cold, as if he had been cleaved in two by a single sword, as if the heavens and earth had been shattered.

The sky darkened, and boundless primordial energy collapsed, making it impossible to escape.

This is a suppression of the Great Dao!

Within a radius of ten thousand miles where the two clashed, all the laws of the world were affected by the Golden Spirit Mother. Within this radius, everything in heaven and earth moved according to the Golden Spirit Mother's will.

The void was repelling and squeezing Yinglong, making it impossible for him to move quickly through the void, let alone travel through time and space to leave.

Of course, such a space cannot exist forever.

In just a moment, it was enough to buy the Golden Spirit Mother the perfect time to strike.

Yinglong's divine sense was sharp, and he instantly sensed that he was doomed. In the face of the impossible, he forcibly placed the "Crimson Dragon Divine Furnace" in front of him to block the path of the "Flying Golden Sword" assassination.

"Bang!"

The immortal sword pierced through everything, striking the alchemy furnace. The furnace cracked open with a "crack," but the boundless sharp golden sword energy surged into the furnace's interior, causing the internal restrictions to shatter one by one with a "crackling" sound.

As a master of cultivating the "Great Path of Gold," the fact that she was able to cultivate to the late stage of Quasi-Saint demonstrates the strength of the Golden Spirit Mother's attack power.

Having suffered a loss earlier, this female swordswoman immediately launched a fierce counterattack!

"Superior Divine Thunder!"

Having succeeded with her sword strike, the Golden Spirit Mother raised her left palm, and azure lightning condensed in her palm. With a "boom," the lightning struck out.

The divine lightning bolt struck head-on, its power immense, and its close proximity startled Yinglong.

Fortunately, he had already broken through the world's blockade. With a movement of his body, he tore through the void and entered the dimensional space-time.

"Boom!"

With a thunderclap, countless cracks appeared in the void, like a mirror.

However, Yinglong's whereabouts have long been lost here.

"Hmph! Where can you run to!"

Golden Spirit Mother sneered repeatedly, and flung the "Dragon and Tiger Jade Ruyi" from her jade hand. With a "boom," a hole was smashed in the void.

A golden light flashed and disappeared again.

That figure was Yinglong. The Golden Spirit Mother's attack, from the real world, entered the dimensional space-time, using the "Dragon and Tiger Jade Ruyi" to pierce through space-time and remotely strike Yinglong.

This scene terrified Yinglong, forcing him to once again travel to other dimensions to escape. The woman's violence made even an old-fashioned person like Yinglong tremble.

"go!"

Golden Spirit Mother sneered again, and the "Dragon and Tiger Jade Ruyi" flew out once more, smashing another hole in the void, scaring Yinglong into continuing to flee.

This scene made the faces of the dragon experts watching the battle turn ugly.

They never expected that the Jie Sect members would be so skilled in combat.

Even an old relic like Lian Yinglong, who possesses several innate spiritual treasures for protection and unparalleled divine powers of the dragon race, was still chased away by a junior like Jinling Shengmu.

"You people of the Jie Sect! I am Jiang Chen, the king of the zombie clan, which one of you dares to fight me?"

Seeing that the dragons had been humiliated, the ghost clan expert secretly communicated with Jiang Chen, who nodded and stepped forward.

Although they are allies, the experts from the Nine Netherworld and the Dragon Clan do not get along. In particular, the Ghost Clan and the Dragon Clan have a great karmic connection. When the Ghost Clan saw the Dragon Clan suffer a setback, they wanted to invite experts to defeat the Jie Sect and suppress the Dragon Clan.

Jiang Chen is a top expert from the Nine Netherworld, an absolute powerhouse. Even the emperor of the Ghost Clan might not be confident of defeating him.

With such a master involved, there's no chance of anything going wrong.

Seeing Jiang Chen step forward, Lin Lingsu frowned slightly. Due to his limited cultivation level, he could not judge Jiang Chen's combat strength.

He then looked at the experts from the Jie Sect beside him and asked, "This person seems to have ill intentions. I wonder which of you will step forward to challenge him?"

"Nephew! This man is yours to handle!"

Zhao Gongming, unable to contain his curiosity, spoke first.

Sun Wukong and Wuzhiqi were slightly disappointed that Zhao Gongming had spoken first. They were just about to speak, but their uncle had already done so, so they couldn't say anything or argue with him.

"This humble Taoist priest is Zhao Gongming! Fellow Taoist Jiang Chen, greetings!"

Zhao Gongming, dressed in golden armor and a black robe, wearing green boots, holding an iron whip in his right hand and an iron chain in his left, rode out of the formation on a three-zhang-long black tiger.

"Zhao Gongming! I've heard of your reputation. You once single-handedly defeated the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect! Today, I'll have a chance to see if you live up to your name!"

As soon as Jiang Chen finished speaking, he moved and rushed straight at Zhao Gongming.

With a loud "boom," a murderous aura shot straight into the sky, turning the void into a blood-red hue, with blood mist churning and a stench filling the air.

"What a vile and filthy demon!"

Zhao Gongming held his breath, his entire body enveloped in a blood mist.

This blood mist is not ordinary blood mist, nor is it the same as the blood in the Blood Sea.

Instead, it is made by collecting the karmic water from the Nine Netherworld and burning it with the Netherworld Fire of Yin Spirits. It can not only pollute other people's primordial spirits, but also injure them. It can penetrate these filths into other people's bodies, change their will, and refine them into Yin Spirit puppets.

This technique turns people into mindless zombies, making their lives worse than death; it can be said to be extremely vicious.

And most of the zombies came from this lineage.

As the king of zombies, Jiang Chen's first move was to enslave Zhao Gongming and drag him into the zombie camp.

Such evil magic caused the gods of the Jie Sect to turn pale with shock.

They were all secretly worried for Zhao Gongming. If things went wrong, they would rush out of the formation to help him.

"Hmph! Mere sorcery, how could it possibly harm this humble Taoist?"

Zhao Gongming sneered, his whole body enveloped in "Shangqing Immortal Light". He urged the black tiger, which roared and suddenly rushed out to meet Jiang Chen.

Zhao Gongming swung his iron whip, and with a "clang," it struck Jiang Chen's head!

However, Jiang Chen's head did not smash open as Zhao Gongming had hoped, leaving it bloodied and splattered with brains.

The whip struck as if hitting a stubborn rock, causing Zhao Gongming's arm to go numb, his tiger's mouth to split open and bleed profusely, and even the weapon in his hand was knocked away.

Conversely, looking at Jiang Chen, sparks flew from his head, yet he was completely unharmed!

"How is this possible?"

Zhao Gongming's eyes widened in surprise.

His whip strike could shatter the skull and annihilate the primordial spirit of even a late-stage Quasi-Saint!

And yet this insignificant zombie king was able to withstand his real blow. Such a hard head is probably comparable to that of an Ancestral Witch, or a Buddhist or Taoist master who has cultivated the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts" or "Nine Revolutions Arcane Arts".

"Is this all the power you have? It seems a little lacking."

Jiang Chen shook his head and said slowly.

"What?"

This scene shocked everyone on both sides.

"Impossible! Even I, the King, would be crushed to death if I were hit by that blow!"

"I can't believe it!"

"Ghost Saint, what is General Jiang's background?"

……

The Witch-Buddha-Demon Alliance was in an uproar, with many powerful beings turning to look at the Ghost Saint, eager to learn about Jiang Chen's background.

"Heh heh! The Zombie King's physical body is invincible; how could mere weapons possibly break it?"

The Ghost Saint gave a sinister smile, but didn't say a word about anything else.

The Jie Sect camp was equally shocked.

In particular, Yuan Hong, the Six-Eared Macaque, Sun Wukong, and Wuzhiqi were all protectors of the Jie Sect and had cultivated the Xuanmen Protector Divine Art "Nine Revolutions Profound Art".

Each of them possessed unparalleled physical strength, and upon witnessing Jiang Chen's immense physical power, they were naturally utterly astonished.

They knew how powerful Uncle Zhao Gongming was, and now their faces were all grave as they secretly calculated whether they could withstand this attack from Uncle Zhao Gongming.

"What incredible physical strength!"

Zhao Gongming was startled at first, then pulled on the reins, and the black tiger understood and retreated instantly.

With a flick of his wrist, Zhao Gongming sent the "Dragon Binding Rope" flying out. It flashed through the air and began to wrap around Jiang Chen.

"You want to bind me?"

Jiang Chen shook his head slightly, his figure flashed, and in an instant, he had broken free of the "Dragon Binding Rope" and arrived in front of Zhao Gongming, throwing a heavy punch at him!

"Oh no! How could it be so fast?"

Zhao Gongming was startled and didn't have time to recall the weapon that had been sent flying. He also struck out with his palm, which shone brightly with azure light. This was because he was protecting his palm with "Shangqing Immortal Light".

"You're too weak!"

Jiang Chen's cold voice rang out, and in the next instant, Zhao Gongming was sent flying backward, his entire arm exploding in the void, turning into a sky full of blood mist.

In this clash, Jiang Chen shattered Zhao Gongming's entire arm, including the bones and flesh.

In terms of strength, Jiang Chen is far superior to Zhao Gongming!

"not good!"

Yuan Hong was startled. He moved swiftly, leaping out of the camp and smashing his "Star Staff" at Jiang Chen.

"Time stands still!"

Jiang Chen shouted, and a flash of light appeared around him. Yuan Hong's figure slowed down, and he was trapped in the quagmire of time. Jiang Chen was so close, yet he could not get close.

"You'll take my punch too!"

Yuan Hong's movements slowed down, but Jiang Chen's speed remained unaffected. A huge fist slammed down hard on Yuan Hong's face!

"You bastard!"

Yuan Hong was furious, and all the power of the "Nine Revolutions Profound Technique" in his body was concentrated on his head.

He then saw Jiang Chen's huge fist smashing towards his nose, the force of the punch causing him pain all over his face.

However, he was too slow to dodge and could only watch helplessly as he took the punch.

"Bang!"

This heavy punch shattered Yuan Hong's nose, leaving his entire face covered in blood, and sent him flying.

However, what reassured the members of the Jie Sect was that Yuan Hong's head, despite taking a punch from Jiang Chen, did not explode inch by inch like Zhao Gongming's arm.

However, Yuan Hong's tragic state still made the immortals of the Jie Sect sigh with sorrow.

Yuan Hong possessed unparalleled combat prowess, and his physical strength was among the best of the fourth generation of Xuanmen. Unexpectedly, he was injured by Jiang Chen, an unknown figure.

"Jiang Chen! You have utterly enraged me!"

Having flown out of the time-frozen zone, Yuan Hong immediately recovered. Seeing his miserable state, a flash of "Shangqing Immortal Light" restored the injuries on his face to their original state.

Yuan Hong's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his eyes, as big as copper bells, glared fiercely at Jiang Chen.

"You beast! I'll kill you!"

On the other side, Zhao Gongming repaired his arm, his face grim. A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a bead materialized. (End of Chapter)