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

"Amitabha, please take a seat, benefactor." An old monk slowly stepped forward, his eyebrows and eyes gentle, his smile warm, and he put his hands together to lead him inside.

Chen Yu silently sat down, closed his eyes, and sat quietly. His mind gradually calmed down, distracting thoughts subsided, and even his breathing slowed down.

Suddenly, a series of hurried and chaotic footsteps approached from afar, shattering the tranquility of the entire temple.

Chen Yu slightly lifted his eyelids, a cold glint flashing in his eyes—Here they come.

The mountain gate burst open with a roar, a gust of wind whipping up dust and sand. A warrior monk, clad in golden armor and wielding a sword that gleamed with a cold light, strode in, followed by more than ten imposing figures, each with an aura as sharp as a blade and eyes as piercing as nails.

The monk stopped three steps away from Chen Yu, his sword tip pointing diagonally at the ground, his voice booming like a bell: "Chen Yu! You evil spirit who slaughters the living beings of this Buddhist land, you will not leave this place alive today!"

Chen Yu remained expressionless, lightly tapping his knee with his fingertips. He had long known that the Buddhist order would not accept him, but he had not expected to arrive so quickly and in such a coordinated manner.

"The Dharma protectors under Maitreya, those who obey Guanyin's commands, and the eighteen Arhats have personally arrived?" He raised the corners of his lips slightly, his smile faint yet sharp. "What a grand display."

"Remnants of the Jie Sect, how dare you blaspheme against the Holy Buddha!" ​​the martial monk roared, his longsword flashing as it was drawn from its sheath.

Just then, a clear and melodious voice drifted in from outside the hall, like a spring striking a jade plate: "Wait a moment."

Everyone turned their heads in unison—clad in pure white, with silent lotus steps, Guanyin Bodhisattva stood before the steps, her brows radiating compassion, seemingly capable of dispelling all the world's malevolence.

"Guanyin Bodhisattva!" The monks in the hall prostrated themselves on the ground, their voices rising like a tidal wave.

The Bodhisattva's gaze fell upon Chen Yu, gentle as spring water, yet revealing a clear understanding of everything: "Chen Yu, though your past killings were fierce, your heart's fire remains untarnished. The aura emanating from you is neither demonic nor malevolent... I believe you still have a chance to turn back."

Just then, a golden beam of Buddhist light cleaved through the dark clouds, and the eighteen Arhats descended upon the ancient temple amidst the chanting of Buddhist hymns.

They surrounded Guanyin Bodhisattva like an iron wall, their bodies radiating Buddhist flames, their oppressive aura like a mountain collapsing.

Chen Yu felt a chill run down his spine, and his hair stood on end—he knew that the choice he made at this moment would be enough to rewrite the course of his life.

As everyone held their breath, he lowered his eyes and concentrated for a moment before striking out fiercely, nearly being dragged into the abyss by the layers of illusions.

He suddenly swung his fist, causing space to shatter inch by inch, and dark vortexes appeared out of thin air.

The vortex spun at high speed, accompanied by a piercing shriek that seemed to tear everything apart, crashing into the eighteen Arhats like a raging wild horse.

The eighteen Arhats, their faces solemn, chanted mantras in unison. Their physical bodies suddenly transformed into eighteen blazing stars, their starlight raining down and instantly weaving a vast star net, sealing off all escape routes.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Deafening explosions rang out one after another, crushing the countless black holes into nothingness. The eight main stars suddenly burst forth with dazzling silver light, the radiance so blinding it pierced Chen Yu's eyes, almost causing him to lose his sight.

"Amitabha." Guanyin Bodhisattva chanted the Buddha's name softly. The eight stars suddenly merged and condensed into a silver-white beam of light as thick as a water bucket. It tore through the air and pierced straight into Chen Yu's brow!

Chen Yu's heart sank. He then summoned the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, its mouth spewing forth crimson-gold flames to meet the starlight.

"laugh--"

The starlight, like a hot knife cutting through fat, easily pierced through the curtain of fire, its momentum undiminished, heading straight for his face!

Chen Yu gritted his teeth and pushed the gourd to its limit. In an instant, his entire body burst into dazzling golden flames, and he rose into the air like a rising sun.

He crossed his arms across his chest, bracing himself against the starlight.

"Snap!"

The gourd shattered with a loud crack, its fragments raining down like a storm. Starlight pierced through his arm armor and embedded itself deep in his left shoulder, two plumes of blood bursting open with a "poof," their crimson glaringly bright.

Chen Yu felt a sweet taste in his throat, staggered back several steps, and his face turned ashen.

"Chen Yu, are you still going to be so stubborn?!" the golden-armored warrior shouted sternly.

Chen Yu wiped the blood from his lips and sneered, "What crime have I, Chen Yu, committed?"

"You have slaughtered countless people, your blood debts are immeasurable!"

"If you want to find fault, you can always find a pretext." Chen Yu sneered, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. "You all seem to have forgotten—who was it that first broke down my sect and destroyed my foundation?"

"In that case, don't blame this humble monk for being ruthless!"

The golden-armored warrior's eyes turned cold. With his golden spear in hand, he moved like an arrow released from a bow. The spear tip emitted a cold light as it pierced straight for Chen Yu's heart!

"Boom—"

Starlight surged around Chen Yu, and a vast galaxy flowed out of thin air, traversing the temple dome, with stardust flying everywhere, shining as brightly as day.

As the golden-armored warrior pointed his spear, a burning crimson star suddenly appeared on his shoulder, unleashing a scorching wave capable of burning mountains and boiling seas, and crashed fiercely into the center of the Milky Way!

Chen Yu was struck as if by lightning, his body flying dozens of feet backward, crashing into half a brick wall, and coughing up a mouthful of dark red blood.

Three ribs were broken, my internal organs were churning, and my five internal organs felt like they had been smashed by an iron hammer.

He suppressed the excruciating pain, activated his Devouring Technique, and frantically seized the scattered spiritual energy of heaven and earth. A faint blue light appeared at the wound, and the bleeding gradually slowed down.

"Amitabha."

"Chen Yu, today is your end!"

Golden-armored warriors, Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the Eighteen Arhats all attacked simultaneously!

In an instant, countless magical artifacts, including prayer beads, golden lotuses, vajras, and stupas, burst into the sky with dazzling light, terrifying shockwaves overturned roof tiles, and spiritual energy from all directions went berserk!

"roar--"

Chen Yu roared to the sky, and a dragon shadow rose up behind him! The giant dragon coiled in the sky, its scales and armor gleaming, covering the entire sky, and its fierce aura swept across the entire area like a tidal wave.

"hold head high--"

The dragon roared, tearing through the sky; its sharp claws ripped through the wind; it opened its mouth to devour the countless magical artifacts in the sky. Wherever it passed, the precious light shattered and the spiritual energy dissipated!

"Boom!!"

The world lost its color, the void collapsed, and violent energy surged like a raging sea, completely engulfing Chen Yu.

He stood outside the storm, his expression indifferent, observing the situation calmly.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, he broke through the layers of light barriers, like a meteor falling to earth, and rushed straight towards the formation of the Eighteen Arhats!

"ah--"

Screams rose and fell in waves as the Arhats, like kites with broken strings, streaked across the sky with their last rays of light before falling silently; only their charred remains lay quietly on the blue brick ground.

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

Everyone's pupils constricted, and their bodies went cold—was this the power that flesh and blood could unleash?

Chen Yu's strength far exceeded expectations. Even Guanyin Bodhisattva frowned slightly, her prayer beads pausing for a moment as if a change was about to occur, and she quietly slipped them from her palm.

"boom!"

Chen Yu's body suddenly swelled, his muscles twisting like the roots of an ancient pine tree, and he grew to be over ten feet tall, like an ancient war god descending to earth.

His eyes were as deep as an abyss, and within his black pupils seemed to be the birth and death of billions of stars, flowing with a sharp wisdom that penetrated the past and present.

"Whoosh—"

His left eye exploded with ten thousand bolts of purple lightning, while his right eye was covered with a thousand layers of frost and snow. Behind him, the void cracked layer by layer, and three thousand illusory images of the Great Dao suddenly appeared, each displaying a different phenomenon, shaking the nine heavens.

"Just what kind of oppressive force is this?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva's brows were furrowed, and the veins on her forehead throbbed slightly, as if she were looking at an ancient deity standing at the end of the river of time, her body exuding an awe-inspiring aura that surpassed all paths.

The deity's aura was exactly the same as his, and even the depth of his cultivation and the foundation of his magical power were exactly the same.

Absurd! Guanyin Bodhisattva was shocked; such a thing was absolutely impossible.

"Hahaha—today is the day of your destruction!" Chen Yu roared to the sky, his spine cracking, his body suddenly swelled, transforming into a primordial beast that tore through the sea of ​​clouds, crashing in all directions.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

One after another, the Arhat statues were sent flying, crashing into the mountain rocks, their throats filled with a metallic sweetness.

"Boom—"

Chen Yu leaped into the air, causing the entire mountain to shatter and scatter rocks like rain. He soared into the air, his spear blazing with purple flames, and brought it down with immense force!

"when--!"

The spear tip and the golden spear clashed fiercely, the metal exploding with a piercing sound that tore through the sky, and clusters of blazing white sparks scattered in all directions.

"Get out of the way!" Chen Yu roared like thunder, his arm muscles bulging, his spear stirring up the wind and clouds, causing the heavens and earth to tremble. The golden-armored warrior staggered backward, his feet carving out two hundred-foot-deep ravines.

"Kill!" He roared, unleashing the Battle Saint Technique to its limit. With a single blow, he shattered the void, the aftershocks striking an Arhat whose body instantly crumbled, spiderweb-like cracks spreading across his entire body.