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

The Sage Zhunti grinned maliciously and growled, "Chen Yu, you can't escape! Hiding in the Immortal Slaughtering Formation? Hmph, I've already seen through its flaws—the formation will shatter within three breaths! Then, not even a speck of dust will remain!"

Each word was like a knife, filled with murderous intent, making Chen Yu's heart tighten and his internal organs tremble.

He had indeed spotted the weak point in the formation, but it would take at least half an incense stick's time to break through it.

Chen Yu's thoughts raced, and the Hetu Luoshu in his sleeve rose into the air, instantly transforming into an exquisite palace that enveloped him.

The Saint Zhunti's pupils constricted sharply—he recognized him!

This is a supreme treasure personally crafted by the goddess Nuwa. It is stronger than the primordial membrane and its defensive capabilities rival those of innate treasures!

With a "whoosh," the palace transformed into light and vanished into the void, leaving only a fleeting shadow that isolated the inside from the outside, with no trace of its presence leaking out.

"Damn it! What kind of thing is this that can lock away the secrets of heaven?" Saint Zhunti gritted his teeth and cursed.

He quickly calmed down: Forcibly break the Hetu Luoshu? In vain. Even if he shattered it, Chen Yu would have already used the momentum to escape, leaving him empty-handed.

He squinted, staring at the shifting light, his mind clear—the Hetu Luoshu, though powerful, was not without its weaknesses. By setting up nine layers of seals and drawing upon the power of the stars, its origin could be eroded layer by layer.

"Never mind, let's find another way." He sighed softly, flipped his palm, and the Seven Treasures Tree appeared.

This tree shone brightly, its branches coiled with auspicious seven-colored energy, and every vein of its leaves exhaled and exhaled the power of laws. The moment it appeared, the entire world held its breath.

"Hoo—" He took a deep breath, and his magical power surged like a river flowing into the sea. The Seven Treasures Tree stood tall and proud, shining with boundless brilliance, like a divine tree supporting the sky and suppressing the eight wastelands.

The flowing light and divine light collided violently, and the void groaned under the strain. Chen Yu curled up inside the palace, his eardrums ringing, his internal organs feeling like they were in a furnace, and the veins on his forehead throbbing—this old guy was more troublesome than he had expected!

The sage Zhunti's lips curled slightly, a venomous glint flashing in his eyes, as he whispered to the wondrous tree, "Seven-jeweled wondrous tree, display your power!"

The tree trunk suddenly trembled, and ancient runes, rising from its roots like living snakes, densely floated among the branches and leaves, emanating a chilling, binding power. In an instant, the entire battlefield was enveloped in a stagnant, oppressive atmosphere.

Chen Yu felt his hair stand on end, as an invisible force rolled in from all directions, as if it wanted to grind him into dust.

We can't wait any longer! His eyes widened, and he roared like thunder: "Four Swords of Zhuxian, form an array to protect your master!"

The four swords suddenly rose up, their tips touching, spinning into a rapidly rotating crimson-gold wheel that perfectly protected the body.

"Boom—!"

The power of the Seven Treasures Tree slammed into the sword wheel, causing a violent explosion and a shockwave that shook the heavens.

The mountains shook, trees sprang up from the ground, and pebbles rained down from the sky.

Saint Zhunti frowned – he hadn’t expected that these four fierce swords would actually withstand the attack of the Seven Treasures Tree!

His heart sank slightly as he finally understood: this battle was not a crushing defeat, but a life-or-death struggle.

Both held their breath and concentrated, their magical power surging like a tide. On the battlefield, the light and flames devoured the sky, and the energy was clashing. A decisive battle between life and death was being pushed to its most intense climax.

Under this heavy pressure, Chen Yu's pupils suddenly contracted, but his eyes became even sharper, like tempered black iron. He knew very well that if he lost this battle, not only would he die, but the lineage and reputation of the Tongtian Sect Master would also be trampled into the mud.

Sage Zhunti smiled slightly, his eyes were sharp, and his fighting spirit surged like boiling water. He was convinced that this strike would crush all obstacles.

The two vast divine powers collided violently, and spiderweb-like cracks instantly appeared in the void, dark and deep, like the mouth of a soul-devouring beast leading to the end of chaos.

Every crack seemed to be screaming silently; the slightest carelessness would result in being torn to shreds, leaving not even a trace.

Saint Zhunti raised his hand and unleashed the Seven Treasures Technique. Golden flames rose from his palm, burning as fiercely as the sun melting a core, with a violent aura capable of scorching mountains and boiling seas pulsating at the heart of the flames.

With a flick of his wrist, golden flames poured down like a torrential rain, slamming fiercely onto the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

In an instant, the sword formation hummed and trembled, the array patterns dimmed inch by inch, and the crisscrossing and killing sword energy was burned away and vanished.

This Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation was originally set up by the Tongtian Sect Master himself. Its power was earth-shattering, but its moves were more forceful than flexible, and its weakness was finally seen through by the Sage Zhunti at a glance.

The Seven Treasures Technique is specifically designed to counter its sluggishness. The sword energy, like snow meeting the scorching sun, quickly dissipates, the array's core shatters, and the great array collapses in an instant.

As soon as the sword formation broke, the Seven Treasures Tree trembled in mid-air, and seven-colored divine light burst forth, piercing straight for Chen Yu's brow!

Chen Yu's heart tightened, and the Hetu and Luoshu rose up in response, lying horizontally in front of him.

The seven-colored light collided with the Hetu and Luoshu, causing the ancient scroll to tremble violently, its pages rustling as if they were about to tear apart at any moment.

Chen Yu gritted his teeth, exerting all his strength to activate the ancient scroll, his temples bulging with veins.

However, the Hetu Luoshu is still in the process of being formed and its power is not yet fully developed; otherwise, it would have already cracked the Seven Treasures Tree inch by inch.

"Hmph!" Saint Zhunti sneered, his eyes like lightning locking onto Chen Yu. With a hand seal, a ball of golden light shot out from his dantian, hovering in mid-air and spinning rapidly.

The golden ball shone like the blazing sun, its interior surging with boundless magical power—it was the Vajra Bracelet he had forged from a section of the main trunk of the Seven Emotions Bitter Bamboo, a treasure for proving his Dao. A single strike could sever cause and effect, and a single turn could shatter the universe.

"boom--!"

The Vajra Bracelet suddenly exploded, and billions of golden rays shot out, transforming into countless sharp blades that tore through the air and cleaved through space. Wherever the cold light reached, Chen Yu's skin felt a faint stinging pain, and beads of blood quietly seeped out.

Chen Yu's expression changed drastically, and the Hetu Luoshu spun rapidly like a shield, protecting his body.

"Clang! Clang! Clang..." The golden blade slashed wildly at the ancient scroll, the clear and ear-piercing sound of metal clashing together was continuous, the Hetu Luoshu shook violently, the halo of light flickered and was almost lost.

Sage Zhunti sneered again, his hands flying as he formed hand seals, and runes leaped out like living snakes, all disappearing into the Vajra Bracelet.

In an instant, the golden light surged, so intense that it was blinding.

The Vajra Bracelet suddenly expanded, transforming into a blazing golden sun, and with immense force, it crashed down on Chen Yu!

"Boom—!"

Chen Yu felt as if he had been struck head-on by a star. His internal organs churned, a sweet taste rose in his throat, and blood spurted out. He was sent flying backward, his boots leaving two long, charred marks in the air.

"Pfft!" Another mouthful of hot blood gushed out, his face was as pale as paper, and a line of blood snaked from the corner of his lips.

If it weren't for the River Chart and Luo River Book holding it up, it would have already broken apart. Even so, the surface of the ancient scroll had dimmed a bit and fine cracks had appeared.

"Hahaha..." The Saint Zhunti's wild laughter shook the stardust.

"You callous brat, how dare you challenge this humble monk?"

His tone was contemptuous. He took a step forward, and the void beneath his feet collapsed inch by inch as his figure approached like a ghost.

Chen Yu's pupils contracted sharply, and his true essence frantically poured into the Hetu Luoshu. The ancient scroll hummed incessantly, and the light barrier thickened rapidly.

"Whoosh!" With a flick of his left hand, the Sage Zhunti suddenly grasped a long scissor that shone with dazzling golden light—this was the Golden Dragon Scissors, an acquired spiritual treasure. Although it was not as powerful as the innate supreme treasure, it unleashed a heaven-tearing and earth-shattering might in his hands!

A flash of cold light, and the scissor blade aimed straight for Chen Yu's throat!

Chen Yu hastily swung his Zhuxian Sword to parry.

With a sharp "crack!", my arm trembled violently and went numb. The Zhuxian Sword hummed mournfully and almost flew out of my hand.

"Damn it!" Chen Yu roared.

Sage Zhunti was too powerful; even if he exhausted all his strength, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Just then, the Tongtian Sect Leader suddenly appeared, and the Zhuxian Sword was drawn with a clang. Four peerless sword lights soared into the sky—the Zhuxian, Luxian, Xianxian, and Juexian swords rang out together, and the power of the innate supreme treasure swept across the eight wastelands, instantly forming the Zhuxian Formation, which firmly trapped the Sage Zhunti within it.

"You think you can trap this poor Daoist with just four innate spiritual treasures? You're dreaming!"

"Boom!" Saint Zhunti roared, and the Golden Dragon Scissors slashed fiercely at the sword formation's light barrier. The light barrier exploded in response, collapsing like a spider web.

The great formation collapsed with a roar, and the four divine swords fell to the ground, their cries mournful.

Chen Yu's expression suddenly darkened. If the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation were torn apart, he and the Tongtian Sect Leader would immediately have to face the Sage Zhunti, which was extremely dangerous.

He swiftly summoned the Hetu Luoshu, rolled up the Tongtian Sect Leader and put him into it, then drew the Zhuxian Sword and charged fiercely towards the Sage Zhunti.

boom! boom! boom!