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

Chen Yu frowned slightly, a look of doubt appearing in his eyes.

He had clearly heard that the two sides fighting were humans and wolf demons. But what puzzled him was why the two were clashing here.

"Mirage Dragon, let's go take a look."

The battlefield was only a stone's throw away from them; with a slight movement, they arrived at the scene of the battle.

Chen Yu and the Mirage Dragon stood atop the mountain, looking down at the battle between the wolf pack and the human tribe below, a solemn expression appearing between their brows.

The wolf pack was enormous, with over a hundred giant wolves gathered together. Each wolf was several meters tall, with limbs like pillars, sharp claws, gleaming fangs, and blood-red eyes, exuding a ferocious aura.

In contrast, although the human race numbered in the tens of thousands, they fought with only crude weapons such as stone spears, stone axes, and stone shields, all of which were made from natural rocks.

This was because among the wolf pack, there was a wolf demon with the cultivation of a Celestial Immortal as its leader, the king of the pack; there were also several wolf demons with the cultivation of an Earth Immortal as its assistants, and the rest were all minor demons in the Qi Refining stage.

Chen Yu immediately recognized the leader of the Celestial Wolf Demons—it stood proudly at the front of the formation, its wolf eyes filled with contempt as it coldly surveyed the human race, growling repeatedly as it directed the pack of wolves to advance and retreat in an orderly manner.

Although the human tribes had several Earth Immortals in charge, none of them had reached the Celestial Immortal realm. They were powerless to resist powerful enemies and unable to organize an effective defense.

Chen Yu's gaze darkened slightly, and he realized: These people were able to cultivate into Earth Immortals because they had received the Daoist teachings from Laozi of Taiqing, which were then passed down from generation to generation within the human race to various tribes.

Moreover, many powerful rogue cultivators have also imparted their cultivation methods to human disciples.

However, most of these methods are superficial and crude, and the most profound ones are nothing more than the Golden Elixir Dao taught by the Taiqing lineage.

Nevertheless, there are many exceptionally talented individuals among the human race, some of whom have independently comprehended the mysteries of heaven and earth and explored the path of cultivation.

Unfortunately, with no one to guide him, he had to figure things out on his own, making the path of cultivation extremely difficult and arduous.

On the battlefield, the two sides were locked in fierce combat, and human warriors fell every moment.

The wolf pack works in perfect harmony, combining offense and defense. They pounce and bite, sweep with their claws, or lash out with their tails, launching a continuous barrage of attacks.

Humans could only use stone tools to parry and retaliate. When attacked, they mostly relied on instinct to dodge, without any strategy or method, making it difficult to form an effective resistance.

Moreover, stone tools are difficult to damage the giant wolf's fur; often, a hit is like a tickle, having almost no effect.

Apart from those few powerful Earth Immortals, only a small number of the rest of the clansmen had reached the Qi Refining Realm; most of them were mortals with no cultivation foundation.

Fortunately, this place is rich in innate spiritual energy. After years of nourishment, the human race's physique is far superior to that of ordinary people, with strong bones and muscles and amazing endurance.

This battle has clearly been going on for a long time.

There were already over a thousand corpses lying on the ground, their blood staining the soil red, and their wails echoing faintly.

"Master, shall we continue watching?"

The mirage dragon watched for a while and found it boring. In its eyes, the fight was like children playing and there was nothing to see.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yu did not leave, but instead gently shook his head.

"We won't leave. We must intervene and help this human tribe completely annihilate these wolf demons."

The mirage dragon was slightly taken aback and looked at Chen Yu in surprise.

In the past, when similar disputes arose, the owner would simply observe for a moment and then turn away, never intervening.

It was quite unexpected that it would take the initiative to intervene today.

With a thought, Chen Yu caused a dark prison to suddenly appear in the void.

The moment the prison shadow appeared, boundless power of annihilation surged forth, pressing outwards like a tidal wave.

A powerful suction force erupted from it, instantly engulfing the entire wolf pack.

Immediately afterwards, the power of annihilation surged and churned within the prison, instantly obliterating all the wolf demons without leaving a trace.

Only the purest primordial power remained in the prison, flowing silently.

The humans below, witnessing this scene, stood frozen in shock, unable to recover for a long time.

When they finally came to their senses, they found that there were no wolves around them, only something floating in the sky. They all looked up and shouted.

"May I ask which esteemed elder has graced us with their presence and saved our Purple Wood Tribe from peril!"

Chen Yu glanced down at the crowd, took a step forward, and landed in front of them like the wind.

With a slight thought, he retracted the aerial prison and calmly looked at the person before him.

"Purple Wood Tribe? My name is Chen Yu. I happened to be passing by and saw you fighting with a pack of wolves. As fellow humans, it is only right that I lend a helping hand."

Upon hearing this, the people of the Zimu tribe immediately bowed in respect.

"Zimu Clan, leader of the Zimu tribe of the human race, pays respects to the sage Chen Yu."

"If it weren't for the intervention of our ancestors, our Purple Wood Tribe would have been devoured by the monsters long ago. Such a life-saving grace cannot be repaid with words."

"We earnestly request our sages to grace our Zimu tribe with their presence, so that our entire clan may personally offer our respects and express our gratitude."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yu smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.

Upon seeing that he had agreed, Zi Mu immediately ordered her clansmen to return to their tribe to report the news. She also instructed everyone to clean up the battlefield and collect the belongings. She herself then personally led Chen Yu on his way home.

Without hesitation, Chen Yu stepped forward and followed, walking side by side with Zi Mu Shi.

The mirage dragon silently followed behind, remaining as still as a shadow, staying close to Chen Yu's side as they headed towards the Purple Wood Tribe.

However, it was filled with astonishment—its master was actually of human origin, a fact that greatly surprised it.

It quietly surveyed the people around it, its gaze sweeping back and forth over the humans, as if trying to discern something unusual.

But after looking around, they ultimately gained nothing. These people were frail and weak, with no spiritual power whatsoever, no different from ordinary mortals. It was truly unimaginable that they could give birth to such a powerful and all-powerful being as Chen Yu.

Despite its doubts, it silently followed and entered the human settlement—the Purple Wood Tribe.

When Chen Yu stepped into the tribe, he saw fires rising everywhere, illuminating the night sky as if it were daytime.

Torches were planted on both sides of the road, their flames blazing, illuminating the way for those returning home.

It turned out that the Zimu clan had sent a messenger ahead to deliver a message, saying that a sage of the human race had arrived.

Therefore, the entire tribe gathered outside the village gate, eagerly anticipating the arrival of this revered figure who protected the tribe.

Upon seeing the Zimu clan leading their triumphant return, cheers erupted from the crowd.

Although messengers had reported back, everyone remained uneasy until they saw it for themselves.

Now that the hunting party has returned safely and intact with very few casualties, people's hearts, which had been hanging in suspense all day, have finally settled down.

Each time they went out hunting, all the able-bodied men of the tribe would go out, their fates uncertain; some would return with a bountiful catch, while others would shed blood on the wilderness.

If they encounter powerful monsters, they often suffer heavy losses.

The elderly, women, and children left in the tribe were unable to fight and could only wait in the village, praying silently, with no other options.

They knew that if they rashly followed, they would only become a burden and increase casualties.

Seeing their loved ones return safely, everyone's faces lit up with long-lost smiles.

The Zimu clan respectfully invited Chen Yu into the village, and then held a bonfire ceremony.

One by one, the hunted wild animals were placed on the fire, their fat dripping, flames leaping, and aromas filling the air.

Zi Mu Shi sat beside Chen Yu and began to recount the origins of the human race and the great achievements of the ancient sages.