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

"What... what kind of evil power is this?!" A chill ran down his spine, the coldness penetrating to his very bones, and an unprecedented sense of crisis gripped his heart.

The figure's silhouette began to blur, as if swallowed whole by the night. The surrounding black energy surged wildly, swirling and gathering, condensing into a violent vortex that devoured the sky and earth, its oppressive force like a crushing mountain.

Chen Yu calmed himself and regained his composure. He knew that the real battle for survival was only just beginning.

"Heaven-Reaching Sword Technique!" he roared, his longsword trembling and resonating, ancient runes rising from its spine, golden light bursting forth, as intense as the rising sun.

The sword was unleashed, and a dragon of light leaped forth, dazzling and impossible to look at directly, crashing fiercely into the churning black tide.

Light and darkness clashed fiercely, causing space to vibrate and ripple, as if it were about to collapse inch by inch.

Chen Yu was surrounded by golden flames, his eyes flashing like lightning, showing no sign of retreat.

Even when the world was shrouded in darkness, he was like a lone star breaking through the night, his radiance tearing a bright line through the darkness.

"Chen Yu, you can't stop me."

The mysterious man's voice was like cold iron scraping across ice, each word carrying a bone-chilling ferocity: "Darkness is immortal, and you—are nothing more than the first offering on the altar."

Boom!!

The sky trembled violently, and dark clouds, like leaden weights, gathered from nowhere, so thick they were suffocating.

Click—

A bolt of pale lightning, as thick as a giant pillar, ripped a rift in the dark clouds. A beam of sunlight broke through the clouds and poured down onto the scorched earth.

Chen Yu felt a wave of dizziness, as if he had fallen into a dream.

The moment that beam of light fell, his eyes snapped open, and deep within his pupils, he saw countless purple-gold lightning snakes dancing wildly in the sky!

He saw it—deep in the dark clouds, lightning flashed like a waterfall, each bolt powerful enough to cleave a mountain ridge; the electric snakes no longer roamed, but twisted into a net, and thick, powerful lightning pythons stretched across the sky, turning the entire sky instantly pale and blindingly bright.

The darkness vanished, replaced by world-destroying thunder.

The oppressive force descended like a tangible crushing force, causing the entire wasteland to tremble, as if the end of the world were knocking on the door.

Veins bulged on Chen Yu's forehead, his teeth clenched so tightly they cracked, and he unleashed his full offensive power, enduring the terrifying pressure that threatened to crush his internal organs.

He knew better than anyone that this was just the beginning.

Sure enough, the next instant, his pupils shrank—the violent lightning bolts all changed direction, no longer striking him, but instead striking the black-clad man beside him!

A stench of burning rose up, and the man in black was covered in smoke, his skin and flesh charred and rolled up.

Even more horrifying was that the wound writhed like a living thing, the charred blackening faded rapidly, and new flesh grew and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn it! This recovery ability... how can it be so heaven-defying!" Chen Yu's pupils contracted, both shocked and furious.

He had given his all, yet he couldn't even budge a hair on the other's head.

Just then, the dark lightning suddenly became violent, twisting and coiling into ferocious lightning dragons with bared fangs and claws tearing through the air, rushing towards the man in black with a destructive force.

The man in black had bloodshot eyes and let out a wild, piercing roar that shook the surrounding rocks, causing them to crumble and fall.

He suddenly extended his withered right palm, his five fingers straight like iron hooks, and fiercely grabbed at the sky full of thunder dragons!

Sizzle—sizzle—sizzle—

The thunder dragon shrieked as it pierced his body, lightning crackling and exploding beneath his flesh, frantically devouring his life force.

His body suddenly swelled up, his muscles bulged, and his bones cracked and popped, expanding to three times the size of an ordinary person in the blink of an eye!

Boom—!

An immense pressure surged into the sky, tearing through the clouds! His entire body blazed with crimson-gold flames, his skin cracked, and fire erupted, instantly transforming him into a fiery god capable of incinerating the entire world. His right fist slammed out, the heatwave surging like molten lava, even distorting and collapsing the void itself!

boom--!

That blazing fist smashed through the lightning dragons, its momentum undiminished, and it blasted straight at Chen Yu's face with a burning wind!

"ah--!!"

Chen Yu roared like a dragon, his longsword hummed and trembled, and in an instant, it burst forth with ten thousand silver rays, slashing out horizontally, the sword's edge colliding fiercely with the fiery fist!

Bang-!

He was thrown several meters away, his arms went numb, his tiger's mouth split open, and blood gushed down the hilt of his sword.

His pupils constricted, and a look of horror crossed his face: "This power... is beyond human capabilities! Could it be that he refined the remnant soul of an ancient demon god?!"

A thought flashed into his mind like lightning, vaguely outlining the true origin of the man in black.

The man in black curled his lips into a cold, sinister smile: "You greenhorn, you can't even touch the edge of beings like us."

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly became ethereal, like smoke and mist, drifting without a trace, and in an instant he was within a foot of Chen Yu!

"Get out of my way!" Chen Yu roared, his longsword flashing out a bright sword aura that tore through the air and aimed straight for the opponent's throat!

boom--!

The man in black raised his hand to block, his palm firmly gripping the blade, remaining completely still.

"Showing off one's skill before an expert." He snorted dismissively.

In an instant, a deep black flame rose from his entire right arm, its heart pulsating like a ghostly eye, scorching the air and causing it to sizzle and steam.

Boom—!

He pushed his palm forward again, and a giant, fiery palm that blotted out the sky pressed down from nowhere, with raging flames surging as if it wanted to crush the entire world into ashes!

Chen Yu felt the hairs on his back stand on end, and a chill ran straight to his bones!

He twisted his waist to dodge to the side, but he was still a beat too slow—his shoulder was grazed by the edge of the palm, his skin and flesh were charred and torn, and blood splattered like rain!

puff--!

He spat out a mouthful of hot, bloody blood, and his body crashed into the depths of the earth like a kite with a broken string!

Rumble—!

Dust surged into the sky, and a deep crater was blasted open in the ground. Chen Yu lay supine at the bottom of the crater, a line of dark red seeping from the corner of his lips.

The residual force of that palm strike burrowed into my meridians like a venomous snake. Although 70% of it was neutralized by my protective qi, the remaining burning power still raged through my internal organs, causing excruciating pain.

"Youngster, I told you long ago—you can't do anything to me." The man in black stood on the edge of the pit, looking down at the pit, his voice as cold as ice. "Hand over the Primordial Purple Crystal and the 'Immortal Execution Sword Manual,' and I might leave you with a whole corpse."

"Trying to take my things?" Chen Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled coldly, and said, "You can talk after you've stepped over my dead body."

The man in black raised his eyebrows slightly, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his killing intent was like a knife being drawn from its sheath.

His footsteps landed heavily, like the beating of a drum, each step causing the earth to groan and the space to hum.

Alarm bells rang in Chen Yu's mind. The overwhelming power rushed towards him, making it hard for him to breathe and making him feel as insignificant as dust.

"Since you're courting death—" the man in black said in a voice like thunder, each word striking like a hammer blow, "then I'll grant your wish."

Before he finished speaking, the world suddenly darkened, and an invisible pressure, like a mountain collapsing, pressed down on Chen Yu's spine!

Chen Yu slowly raised his head, his gaze as firm as iron, unwavering in the slightest.

He knew that retreat meant death, and only by fighting could he have a chance to survive.

He gritted his teeth and propped himself up, even though his ribs pierced his flesh and his breath was as weak as a whisper, he gripped the long sword in his hand even tighter and more steadily.

"Man in black, even if I die today, I will not kneel!"

A mocking glint flashed in the black-clad man's eyes, and black flames surged in his palm, preparing to unleash another deadly attack—

Chen Yu's eyes sharpened as he drew the Nine Thunderclap Flute Spear from his waist.

The gun was as black as night, with faint purple lightning flashing, as if it had been forged in the midst of a tribulation of thunder from the heavens.

The spear tip trembled slightly, and a thick bolt of lightning exploded with a deafening roar. The sky responded by tearing open a hideous rift, and immense power of thunder surged forth from the spear tip!

The man in black's pupils contracted, and his brows furrowed sharply—he hadn't expected Chen Yu to have such a formidable trump card hidden away.

Yet his expression remained calm, and the black flames around him suddenly surged, like an ink dragon churning, menacingly meeting the might of the thunder.

Chen Yu's throat tightened, he gripped the Nine Thunderclap Flute Spear tightly, twisted his waist, and thrust the spear tip through the air!

In an instant, the sky shattered, and purple lightning surged like an inverted Milky Way, crashing down with immense force.

The man in black's expression darkened, and his palms flew up, unleashing a burst of black flames that condensed into a massive, mountain-thick barrier of fire.

But the gun's momentum didn't stop. The lightning struck the wall of fire, and the fire barrier shattered inch by inch. The bluestone beneath his feet was completely broken, and he was shaken so badly that he slipped and fell repeatedly, leaving two deep, charred marks on the soles of his boots.

Chen Yu's eyes flashed with cold light, and his spear strikes were like a torrential downpour, three strikes in succession, each more violent than the last, as if divine punishment from the heavens had torn open the clouds and fallen straight to the mortal world.

The man in black caught his breath and his back tensed—to continue guarding would mean certain death!

He suddenly roared to the sky, his arms trembled violently, and towering black flames burst forth, twisting and swirling in mid-air, transforming into two red-eyed, fanged Soul-Burning Fire Pythons, roaring as they pounced on Chen Yu. Wherever they passed, the air scorched and bricks melted.