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

Master Yiyuan's eyes flickered slightly, already understanding his intention, and he immediately spoke:

"Fellow Daoist Chen Yu, this is a good opportunity for us to comprehend the Great Dao. If anything unexpected happens, Fellow Daoist Taiyuan will send a warning message."

After hearing this, Chen Yu didn't say anything more and calmly took his seat.

"In that case, I will first discuss the profound principles with Fellow Daoist Yiyuan, and then we will discuss the wonderful methods together when Fellow Daoist Taiyuan returns."

Master Taiyuan nodded in agreement, whispered a few words, and then turned and slowly walked out of the pavilion.

Master Yiyuan smiled and looked at Chen Yu, waiting for him to begin expounding on the Great Dao.

Chen Yu paused for a moment, then began to speak in a gentle and detailed manner. Although his words were simple and easy to understand, they contained profound meaning.

Even with a rough explanation, the principles he described far surpassed what Taiyuan and Yiyuan had usually come to understand.

Master Yiyuan nodded frequently as he listened, occasionally clapping his hands and laughing, as if he had gained some insight.

The two discussed profound principles in a harmonious atmosphere, as if it were a very ordinary debate.

However, after leaving the pavilion, Master Taiyuan did not go far, but quietly stood in the shadows at a distance, silently watching the situation inside the pavilion.

Seeing Chen Yu and Yi Yuan chatting happily, a sinister smile slowly crept onto his lips.

"Speak, speak your mind, for in a moment your life will end."

"I refuse to believe that, at the same cultivation level, with my surprise attack to seize the initiative and combined with Fellow Daoist Yiyuan's methods, you can still escape?"

"You are a celestial being, and so are the two of us. Two against one, how could we possibly fail?"

"Once you die and your cultivation dissipates, the treasures on your body will naturally belong to me."

After waiting a moment, he quietly approached the pavilion.

This time, his feet didn't touch the ground; his body floated in the air, his movements as light as falling leaves, without making the slightest sound.

He gripped his longsword tightly in his right hand, poised to strike with lightning speed.

Inside the pavilion, Master Yiyuan was still sitting opposite Chen Yu, discussing the Dao with a composed tone. He glanced at Master Taiyuan out of the corner of his eye, but pretended not to notice.

With his back to the outside of the pavilion, Chen Yu naturally did not "see" the approaching killing intent behind him.

But they were unaware that every move of Taiyuan Zhenren was under Chen Yu's perception from beginning to end.

From the moment he left the pavilion until now, he has been silently moving forward without escaping Chen Yu's divine sense.

Seeing that Chen Yu was completely unprepared, Master Taiyuan was overjoyed, thinking that victory was in his grasp.

A smug look appeared on his face, as if he could already see the victory.

When the distance was reduced to less than ten feet, he suddenly activated his magic power, and the flying sword in his hand turned into a stream of light, stabbing straight at Chen Yu's back!

The flying sword pierced the air with lightning speed, arriving behind him in an instant.

However, the sharp sword strike abruptly stopped when it touched Chen Yu's back, hovering in mid-air, unable to advance an inch.

Immediately afterwards, the previously smiling Master Yiyuan suddenly retreated several steps and laughed loudly:

"Fellow Daoist Taiyuan, why are you in such a hurry? Are you trying to take my life so soon?"

When Master Taiyuan saw that his flying sword was blocked, he was momentarily stunned and uncertain.

"How...how did you notice?!"

Chen Yu gave a cold laugh, slowly turned around, his gaze as cold as ice, and gently shook his head.

"Do you think I was truly unguarded? This is your cave dwelling. I trespassed, and instead of driving you away, you hosted a banquet and invited me to discuss the Great Dao."

"From that moment on, I knew you had ulterior motives. I didn't expose you, just to see how long you could keep up the act."

"I never imagined that you would want to keep me here forever—murder and plunder are not uncommon in this primordial world, but you are far too impatient. You couldn't hold back and made your move in just a short while."

Master Taiyuan stared at Chen Yu, his expression growing cold, but he still tried to remain calm.

"snort!"

"Even if you're on guard, what can you do?"

"You are all alone. With Fellow Daoist Yiyuan joining forces, do you think we can't subdue you?"

"You are a celestial being, and so are we. Do you think we can let you escape today?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yu turned his gaze to Master Yiyuan, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips.

"Fellow Daoist Yiyuan, do you also wish to be my enemy?"

After hearing this, Master Yiyuan slowly walked towards Master Taiyuan, his tone calm yet unquestionable.

"Fellow Daoist Chen Yu, I have known Taiyuan for a thousand years; now that he has decided to take action, as an old friend, I should naturally lend him a hand."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yu threw his head back and laughed loudly, his voice echoing through the mountains and forests.

"Great, very good."

"I have traversed countless ages of the primordial world, and have wandered across the eight wastelands, yet I have come to this state today. Since that is so, do not blame me for being ruthless."

"Kill both of you, and this blessed land will naturally belong to me."

Master Taiyuan snorted coldly, his face full of mockery.

"Chen Yu, instead of thinking about saving yourselves, you dare to threaten to kill both of us?"

"Hahaha!"

"How dare you spout such arrogant words without even considering your own limitations!"

Before he finished speaking, Master Taiyuan recalled his immortal sword, its blade pointing directly at Chen Yu, radiating murderous intent.

Master Yiyuan also took out a celestial sword, stood on the side, and was ready to strike.

Chen Yu glanced at the two men, a look of disdain flashing in his eyes.

His current strength has long surpassed that of ordinary people, and he is rarely matched in this primordial world. At this moment, he is merely playing around and wants to see what kind of waves these two can make.

Taiyuan Zhenren and Yiyuan Zhenren exchanged a glance, their hearts in perfect harmony.

"Fellow Daoist Yiyuan, he is so arrogant. You should step back and watch over him. I will make the first move to test his strength."

"That previous strike was just a casual move; although it was powerful, it didn't use any real swordsmanship."

"Now that we've torn off all pretense, I will take his life with the true essence of swordsmanship."

"I don't believe it. With the two of us joining forces, he really can defy the heavens!"

Master Yiyuan nodded in agreement, and spoke solemnly:

"Fellow Daoist Taiyuan, please proceed with caution. I will protect you from now on."

After speaking, a magical artifact resembling an imperial seal appeared in his palm. He gripped it tightly, ready to make a move at any moment.

Chen Yu remained standing with his hands behind his back, his expression calm and his smile undiminished, as if the two people in front of him were nothing more than clowns for his amusement.

"Chen Yu, take this sword!"

With a roar, Taiyuan Zhenren raised his immortal sword, drawing spiritual energy from all directions to surge and converge at the tip of the sword.

"Heaven-Slaying Strike!"

In an instant, the sword light surged, transforming into a hundred-foot-long giant sword, carrying the force to destroy the heavens and the earth, and slashed down at Chen Yu.

Chen Yu gazed at the astonishing sword strike, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"It's all just bluster. They look tough, but they're all show and no substance."

Having said that, he lightly raised his right hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together like a sword, and pointed it towards the void.

A dazzling sword light shot out from his fingertips, as fast as lightning, directly meeting the hundred-foot-long giant sword.

In everyone's eyes, one side had a giant sword that blotted out the sky, while the other side had sword energy as thin as a hair. The disparity in strength was so great that the outcome seemed to have been predetermined.

However, the result was shocking—the moment the two collided, the hundred-foot-long giant sword shattered inch by inch, breaking into countless fragments that fell to the ground with a crisp impact.

The faint sword light, still carrying considerable momentum, pierced through the clouds, soared into the heavens, and finally disappeared at the edge of the sky.

Master Taiyuan stood there, stunned, his face filled with disbelief.