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

Bullshit! So what if he's a Grand Luo Golden Immortal?

With our combined efforts, he should have been reduced to ashes long ago! What kind of monster is this bastard?!

Damn it! How can his body be so strong?!

The quasi-saints stared wide-eyed, their eyeballs almost bulging out, their faces filled with disbelief.

They couldn't understand how a junior who had only recently ascended could withstand such a terrifying siege!

Absurd! Utterly absurd!

"Chen Yu, prepare to die!"

"Kill him! Tear him to pieces!"

With a roar, the attack escalated once again, as if the end of the world had arrived.

The magical artifact roared, its light piercing the sky, and the chains of law crisscrossed, sealing off the surrounding space and leaving no way out!

However, no matter how ferocious the attack, Chen Yu used the Chaotic Divine Lightning and Chaotic Spiritual Treasures within his body to construct a defense, enduring every blow.

Amidst the flashes of lightning, his figure not only did not fall, but became even more upright!

Wait... this isn't right!

How could his body withstand such an intense bombardment?!

The expressions of the quasi-saints finally changed, their eyes shifting from contempt to solemnity, and then from solemnity to surprise and uncertainty.

At that moment, a figure stepped out, his body shrouded in an ancient and violent aura of law, his light emanating from him, causing the world to change color.

"Chen Yu—die!"

Oh no! Get out of here!

Chen Yu's pupils contracted sharply, and alarm bells rang wildly in his mind—this group of quasi-saints had actually joined forces to kill him, without any regard for reason!

He moved with lightning speed, dodging and weaving through the relentless onslaught with perilous movements.

But in the end, they couldn't completely avoid it.

A deafening blow slammed into his chest, the power of the laws exploding like thunder, crushing in layer by layer, instantly tearing apart his protective aura.

"puff--"

Blood gushed out, staining his clothes red. Chen Yu staggered backward, his breathing disordered, his internal organs churning from the immense force.

What?!

Even the quasi-saints were stunned by this scene. They originally thought it would be a crushing defeat, but Chen Yu actually withstood it! After a brief moment of astonishment, a cold smile appeared on their faces.

"Chen Yu, you still want to run?"

"Today, I'll make you die on your knees!"

The powerful figures sneered repeatedly, their eyes filled with mockery, wishing they could kill him on the spot and tear him to pieces.

"I, Chen Yu... will not tolerate your humiliation!"

Chen Yu suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot, burning with rage!

A roar echoed through the void, and the Holy Slayer Sword in his hand was instantly drawn. The sword light was like a prison, carrying the force to destroy the earth, and fiercely slashed at the group of enemies in front of him!

Om-! ! !

Where the sword's edge reached, heaven and earth fell silent. The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Qi slashed down, striking the Quasi-Saints and causing a series of explosions! One magical treasure after another shattered with mournful cries, the powerful figures trembled violently as if struck by a divine hammer, their blood and qi surged, and their faces changed drastically.

"This power... it can actually break through our defenses?!"

"Impossible! How could he suddenly become this strong?!"

Everyone was horrified, their eyes filled with fear and shock. They had thought victory was assured, but Chen Yu not only didn't fall, but fought even more fiercely!

"laugh--"

A terrifying pressure came crashing down from all directions, and countless chains of laws coalesced into a net, determined to kill Chen Yu on the spot!

But the overwhelming offensive crashed into the barrier around him and vanished like a mud ox sinking into the sea!

"How...how is this possible?!"

The entire room fell silent, save for the sound of breaths catching in their throats.

"Hahaha--"

Chen Yu laughed loudly, his aura soaring to the heavens! In an instant, a terrifying aura erupted from his body, sweeping across the entire world!

The void behind them suddenly cracked open, and a huge phantom slowly emerged—a giant beast coiled up, its scales and claws flying, its ferocity overwhelming, like a world-destroying monster from the underworld!

hiss--!

All the quasi-saints gasped in shock, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets!

"What is that thing?!"

"My God...where did this enormous creature come from?!"

"No...that's a clone?! But this aura...it doesn't seem like a clone at all! This is impossible! How could a clone possess such terrifying power?!"

Their faces were filled with shock, their minds shattered. The scene before them completely shattered their understanding—this wasn't a clone; it was clearly another god of death!

"Die!!!"

Chen Yu roared like thunder, and the giant shadow behind him moved in response! His fists struck like dragons, with the force of a collapsing mountain!

Each strike carried immense power, causing the space itself to crack inch by inch!

boom!boom!boom!boom!

The fists swept across, and the Quasi-Saints were forced to retreat step by step. Their magical treasures exploded one after another, and golden light splashed everywhere like rain!

One by one, they were blasted until they coughed up blood and flew through the air, looking utterly disheveled, their previous arrogance completely gone.

What kind of monster is this? The scene before them caused the pupils of these quasi-saint powerhouses to shrink drastically, and their hearts to be filled with monstrous shock.

boom!

Chen Yu's clone suddenly erupted, its momentum as vast as the ocean, and with a single punch, the heavens and earth shattered.

In an instant, one after another, the quasi-saints were sent flying backward, their bones broken and their souls shaken, and they fell one after another under his palm.

Witnessing this, Chen Yu's clone smirked, his expression chilling: "Is this how you deal with me? Utterly laughable. Your attacks can't even break through my protective qi."

"Damn it!" the group of quasi-saints roared inwardly, their faces turning ashen.

They never expected that a single clone could defeat so many, leaving them, who stood at the pinnacle of the primordial world, utterly powerless.

Looking at the heavily wounded enemies lying on the ground amidst the chaos, Tongtian Jiaozhu, Yuqing, and Taiqing all breathed a sigh of relief, their faces beaming with undisguised smiles.

No one expected Chen Yu to be this strong.

"Hahaha!" The Tongtian Sect Leader laughed wildly, his eyes full of mockery. "Didn't you want to kill my disciple? Come on, why aren't you moving? Continue!"

The two Western Saints and their disciples had faces ashen, their eyes practically spitting fire. This humiliation was clearly a deliberate act by Tongtian, a show of power and arrogance right in front of them.

But they were speechless—they thought they had victory in the bag, but instead they suffered a crushing defeat, and the dignified Quasi-Saints were beaten back by a junior, losing all face.

"Chen Yu! I'll let you go for now, but once you leave this prehistoric land, I'll make you pay for your crimes in blood!"

The group of quasi-saints gritted their teeth, their voices squeezed out from between their teeth, full of resentment and venom.

What was their status in the primordial world? They were high above, looking down on all living beings, but now they were being trampled underfoot by a young man. How could they swallow this insult?

"Hmph." Chen Yu sneered, his eyes like knives. "You...do you think you can leave? Today, I, Chen Yu, will personally see you off, sending you to the Yellow Springs, where you will never rise again!"

Before he could finish speaking, his clone attacked again.

The fists were like mountains, one after another striking the remaining quasi-saint. Each punch was wrapped with the power to tear through the void, shattering space inch by inch.

"How is this possible? How could his clone be so terrifying? Even a primordial spiritual treasure couldn't stop it?"

Everyone was terrified, and fear appeared in their eyes for the first time.

"withdraw!"

With a low shout and a cold snort, the group of quasi-saints dared not linger in the fight any longer and turned to escape through the void.

"Trying to escape?" Chen Yu sneered, his eyes flashing with a cold light. "Too late! Stay here!"