Primordial Era: Starting with Self-Created Mythical Great Luo Law

Chen Yu's expression changed drastically, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets!

A crack suddenly appeared on the blade, and fine lines spread rapidly, crawling all over the blade like a spider web, and it looked like it was about to completely disintegrate!

His heart pounded, and his face was filled with shock.

This is a divine weapon material that can withstand the impact of meteorite iron, yet... it was cracked by a single lightning strike.

But the long sword split in two as easily as paper, the cut clean and without any resistance.

What kind of weird thing is this? My sword can even cut through immortal artifacts, so why is it helpless against this?

Chen Yu's face turned ashen, his eyelids twitched wildly, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

The material of this knife is definitely wrong; it's probably not a genuine celestial-grade magic weapon. Otherwise, how could it be so incredibly powerful?

……impossible!

His pupils contracted sharply as he stared intently at the broken blade, his face filled with shock and astonishment.

His sword strike contained such fierce sword intent that it was enough to tear mountains and cleave seas, but at this moment, it was swallowed up by this broken blade—not a trace was left!

Is this a ghost?!

Chen Yu couldn't help but curse aloud, his voice trembling.

But he did not retreat. Instead, he was enraged and his sword intent erupted, crushing the enemy like a raging tide once again.

boom--!

The fine lines on the blade suddenly expanded, as if they had come alive, and the entire blade trembled violently, as if it were about to explode at any moment.

What happened?!

Chen Yu's expression changed again. This blade seemed to possess sentience, desperately resisting the erosion of his sword intent!

Break it for me!

His eyes turned bloodshot, his killing intent soaring to the sky. He swung his long sword wildly, the sword light pouring down like a torrential rain, each strike carrying the power to shatter the void.

No matter how fiercely he attacked, the long sword remained standing, unmoved.

How is that possible?!

He was greatly shocked and hurriedly unleashed an even stronger sword intent, bombarding the enemy with it.

Roar--!

A deafening roar erupted from the blade, and in an instant, the patterns on it surged, unleashing a terrifying aura that swept across the surrounding area!

One after another, jet-black dragons rose into the sky, sweeping out with earth-shattering force!

Chen Yu's expression hardened, and his sword intent shifted rapidly, transforming into a thousand layers of sword curtains to meet the attack head-on.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

A series of explosions tore through the air, shattering the black dragon piece by piece. The sword intent, undiminished, slammed fiercely into the longsword—

Click!

The longsword finally shattered!

puff--!

Chen Yu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning ashen, and a storm raged in his heart.

This blade... is ridiculously hard! His full-force sword strike could only shatter it, rather than completely annihilate it!

A chill ran down his spine—what level of thing was this? How could it withstand his sword intent without being destroyed?

Roar! ! !

Buzz—buzz—!

The shattered blade vibrated once more, unleashing a terrifying aura like a tidal wave! Countless jet-black chains materialized out of thin air, coiling and churning, radiating a suffocating pressure as they hurtled towards Chen Yu!

His heart tightened, and he dodged away.

boom!

The ground beneath his feet cracked open, and a black chain, like a venomous snake, coiled around his ankle, pulling sharply—

boom!

He was slammed hard to the ground, his chest jolted violently, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face was contorted in a grotesque grimace.

What a powerful backlash! What kind of monster is this?!

Chen Yu was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.

I was only distracted for a moment and didn't notice those strange patterns, and as a result, most of my sword intent was absorbed!

If it weren't for the timely intervention of the Tongtian Sect Master, he would probably have been dragged into the abyss by these patterns and become nourishment!

Rumble—!

Rumble—!

……

The aura emanating from the blade grew increasingly violent, as if it possessed a consciousness, frantically devouring his sword intent. Chen Yu was forced back step by step, his body uncontrollably pulled towards the shattered blade.

Oh no! If we don't run, our bodies will be swallowed up!

His expression changed drastically, and he immediately mobilized all his magical power, desperately attacking those black patterns in an attempt to break free from their restraints.

But all efforts were in vain. The sword intent dissipated, and the magical power vanished like mud into the sea, unable to withstand the suction force at all.

That long sword, like a star that devours everything, absorbed all his power without giving him any chance to resist.

Damn it!!

Chen Yu gritted his teeth, finally realizing that these black patterns were something he couldn't possibly contend with.

Even magical power was suppressed, demonstrating the terrifying power of this blade, far exceeding expectations.

His body was forcibly dragged towards the broken blade.

He forcefully increased his cultivation level and used his movement technique to the limit to dodge, but the speed of that knife was too fast, almost like teleportation!

Oh no... Am I really going to be defeated here today?

Chen Yu's heart sank, overwhelmed with regret. If he hadn't coveted that stone tablet, how could he have brought about such a calamity, and how could he have attracted such an evil creature?

boom!

boom!

boom!

In an instant, his body trembled violently, and jet-black chains burst forth from the void, frantically wrapping around his body.

"ah--!"

His expression changed drastically, and his magical power erupted instantly as he desperately resisted these strange chains.

But those black chains seemed to possess a demonic power that could corrode everything; wherever they touched, the magical power disintegrated instantly, like snow meeting boiling water.

In no time, his spiritual energy was exhausted, and he was tightly bound and pinned to the ground, unable to move.

"What... exactly are you?"

Chen Yu's pupils contracted as he stared intently at the long sword floating in front of him, his face so dark it could drip water.

"Hmph, brat, I am a demon born at the beginning of time, known as the Heavenly Demon!"

A low, hoarse voice echoed in the cave, chilling to the bone and sending shivers down one's spine.

"What?!"

Chen Yu's heart trembled violently. He never expected that this blade was actually a living demonic weapon! No wonder it could devour his sword intent like a whale swallowing the sea!

Oops!

It can actually devour sword intent?

He gritted his teeth, channeling all his life essence and remaining magical power into a ferocious attack, blasting towards the longsword, determined to destroy this evil weapon.

Although this sword has not yet been promoted to the level of a supreme innate treasure, it should not be able to truly devour sword intent. However, he relied on this point to believe that he still had the power to counterattack.

But he was wrong.

Rumble—!

Rumble—!

Rumble—!

The longsword was not suppressed; instead, it trembled violently. With each tremor, Chen Yu felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer, and he flew backward several steps, blood constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth, staining his clothes red.

"Impossible! How could this broken sword possess such power?!"

His face was filled with horror, and he was almost speechless.

The aura of the blade surged, its devouring speed growing increasingly terrifying, relentlessly eroding his last vestiges of life.

"Hahaha, your magic power has been exhausted, hasn't it? Now, what makes you think you can compete with me for this sword?"

The voice of the Tongtian Sect Leader rang out again, filled with sarcasm and disdain.

"Damn it!"

Chen Yu's eyes were bloodshot. He mustered his last bit of strength and urged his natal sword to slash at the longsword with all his might, trying to weaken its ferocity.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The sword light and the blade shadow collided fiercely, unleashing a deafening roar that shook the entire cave. Cracks spread across the rock walls, and pebbles fell in a flurry.

The aura emanating from the longsword grew stronger and stronger, its devouring power like a gaping maw of an abyss, swallowing Chen Yu's magical power whole without any hindrance.

His face was ashen as he frantically channeled his sword intent to attack the black patterns on the blade, attempting to break free of its restraints and pull out the blade.