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

Sage Zhunti unleashed a punch, which exploded with golden light and slammed into Chen Yu's lower abdomen.

His chest armor shattered inch by inch, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string. He felt a sweet taste in his throat, spat out blood, his breath instantly weakened, his soul trembled, and his vital energy almost dissipated.

call out--

Sage Zhunti did not stop. With a flick of his sleeve, the Golden Dragon Scissors pierced through the air, their cold light flashing like lightning, aiming straight for Chen Yu's crown chakra!

Chen Yu's pupils contracted sharply. He suppressed his injuries, twisted his body, and dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the decapitation strike. However, the sharp edge still managed to cut off several strands of his black hair, which fell like snowflakes.

Whoosh!

Sage Zhunti teleported in, his right hand forming a hand seal as if plucking a lotus. The Golden Dragon Scissors suddenly contracted, turning into the size of a palm, and with a piercing shriek, they pierced straight into Chen Yu's brow!

not good!

Chen Yu's heart trembled violently. It was too late to retreat. The Golden Dragon Scissors pierced through his skull, his sea of ​​consciousness hummed, and his primordial spirit was struck as if by lightning, tearing open several bloody wounds.

Fortunately, through years of bloody battles and arduous training, his foundation is now completely different from what it used to be. Even when trapped in a desperate situation, he did not panic or feel any fear.

Saint Zhunti, his killing intent chilling, was about to deliver a fatal blow—

In an instant, the Tongtian Sect Leader made his move! With a light tap of his fingertip, the Zhuxian Sword suddenly roared, and ten thousand sword lights soared into the sky. A silver-white sword aura, condensed to the point of being tangible, slashed down on the shoulder of the Sage Zhunti.

He shuddered violently, his monk's robe ripped apart inch by inch, revealing gnarled, bronze-colored muscles, and a deep, charred wound on his left shoulder, the skin and flesh rolled back, blood seeping out.

"You wicked creature! How dare you launch a surprise attack from behind!" Saint Zhunti's eyes widened in anger, his gaze sharp as knives, his killing intent as chilling as frost.

Boom—

He roared, and countless golden rays burst forth from his body, causing the world to lose its color. A giant palm emerged from the void, obscuring the sun and moon, and with the force to shatter mountains, it slammed down on the Tongtian Sect Leader!

The Tongtian Sect Leader snorted coldly, raised his sword to meet the attack, and the sword's edge tore through the golden light as the two collided.

The two supreme experts fought with all their might, their attack techniques were profound and their bodies were like gods. Wherever they passed, thousands of peaks collapsed, rivers were reversed, the sky trembled and the earth cracked.

Looking into the distance, two thousand-foot-tall statues stand tall against the sky, their radiant light cascading down like a waterfall. Every gesture they make exudes the power to crush stars and reshape the balance of Yin and Yang.

The Sage Zhunti and the Master of Tongtian were locked in a fierce battle, neither able to gain the upper hand.

Chen Yu's eyes were like ice, cold and piercing, as if formed from millennia of frost, devoid of any warmth, leaving only an inviolable and chilling pressure.

The Buddha opposite him also had a dignified and solemn appearance, with eyes as clear as mirrors and a holy radiance flowing around them, as if he could see the cause and effect of all beings and see through all illusions.

The lightning spear and the golden bell hammer each emitted divine light, signifying the thousand-year-old feud between the Jie Sect and the Buddhist sect.

Chen Yu stood holding his spear, the tip of which crackled with lightning, hissing and roaring like an ancient thunder beast awakened, its fangs bared, ready to devour everything; the Buddha lowered his eyes and held his hammer, its golden light warm and vast, with thousands of golden lotuses floating on its body, as if the compassionate Buddha lowered his eyes to save all living beings.

"Chen Yu, do you know what kind of calamity this battle will bring?" The Buddha's voice was like a Buddhist bell, long and resonant, with compassion mixed with warning.

Chen Yu's lips curled into a cold, sharp smile: "Calamity? Nothing more than a puppet show on a stage. Today, I only protect the Tongtian Sect Leader. What do Buddhist karma have to do with me?"

The Buddha nodded slightly, clasped his hands together, and murmured, "In that case, let this humble monk see just how strong your spine truly is."

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly multiplied into hundreds, each step creating a lotus flower. In the void, a boundless Buddhist kingdom unfolded layer upon layer, and the golden bell hammer transformed into countless golden pagodas, suppressing all directions before crashing down!

Chen Yu raised his head and did not dodge. His lightning spear swept out horizontally, and bolts of lightning as thick as giant pillars tore through the sky, shattered the Buddha's image, and split the golden pagoda. The lightning and the Buddha's light collided fiercely, the heavens and earth fell silent, and the wind and clouds reversed.

In this battle, the disciples of the Jie Sect clashed head-on with the supreme Buddhist master, shaking the entire prehistoric world.

Countless gods, demons, saints, mountain spirits, and water monsters looked up in horror and rushed over on the wind, stopping to watch from afar.

Chen Yu fought with increasing ferocity, his blood and qi surging like boiling water, unleashing all the knowledge he had acquired throughout his life.

puff--

A golden pill leaped from his mouth, hovering three feet above his head, cascading down strands of divine light that firmly protected his entire body.

The Golden Core is the lifeblood of a Golden Immortal cultivator, containing countless mysteries and is incomparably precious.

Chen Yu resolutely severed his primordial spirit and used its blood to forge it into his golden core. This golden core was his natal inner core, condensed through a thousand years of arduous cultivation, possessing immense power that shook the ages.

He could have used the power of the Golden Elixir to ascend to the Golden Immortal realm in one step, but he chose to remain still—simply because he believed that his foundation in the Dao was still flawed.

Although he had reached the pinnacle of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, only a thin veil separating him from the Quasi-Saint realm, Chen Yu still felt that a piece was missing from his heart.

To make up for this deficiency, he brazenly swallowed the Golden Crow Prince's original inner core, causing his own golden core to undergo a complete transformation, evolving into a purer and more domineering true form inner core.

"Clang—clang—clang—!"

"Clang—clang—clang—!"

The golden elixir struck the golden bell, unleashing a burst of golden light that swept across the entire world like a tidal wave.

The moment the two objects struck, the Buddha felt a sweet taste in his throat, let out a muffled groan, staggered back three steps, and the blue bricks beneath his feet cracked inch by inch.

With another muffled thud, he was thrown off the ground and sent flying, his robes billowing wildly.

At the point where the Golden Core and the Golden Bell clashed, divine radiance exploded like falling stars, and countless innate spiritual treasures burst forth from the void, crashing to the earth with deafening clang, causing mountains to crumble and the earth's veins to groan.

"kill!"

Chen Yu roared like thunder, and his golden core shot out with a deafening roar, tearing through the sky. Streams of blazing divine light shot into the heavens, eclipsing the color of the world.

His attack went straight for the Buddha's brow, and the Buddha's hair stood on end, his back went cold, as if an ancient ferocious beast was staring at his throat.

"Buzz—"

The golden bowl trembled slightly, and a layer of hazy Buddhist light rose up, like moonlight falling, enveloping Chen Yu from head to toe.

This is a top-tier defensive treasure among acquired spiritual treasures, indestructible. Even if Chen Yu's Golden Core were to strike it with all its might, it might not be able to leave a single mark on its surface.

"clang!"

The golden elixir struck the golden bowl, and its clear, resonant sound pierced the heavens.

"Bang!"

As if struck by a giant hammer, Chen Yu was thrown back hundreds of feet, his boots carving two deep, scorched furrows into the ground. His knees bent slightly, and he almost knelt on one knee.

The Buddha's power is as deep as the ocean, endless and boundless; his golden alms bowl is as solid as a rock, even Chen Yu's elixir could not budge it in the slightest.

"Whoosh!"

The Buddha clenched his five fingers, and the golden bowl rose into the air, suddenly expanding in his palm and transforming into a blazing, crimson sun that burned away the void, the scorching heat distorting vision.

He was indeed a powerful figure in the early stages of Quasi-Sainthood, but unfortunately his methods were more defensive, with very few offensive techniques.

Chen Yu's eyes were sharp as blades, and a resolute look flashed across his cold face.

His chest bulged, his breathing became like a dragon's, and two clusters of golden flames suddenly shone in his eyes. His golden core hummed and surged, the light so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

"Come on—let's see just how hard you are!"

He roared, and his golden core exploded, swirling into a golden hurricane that tore through the sky and crashed headlong into the blazing sun.

Boom—!

The blazing sun that the golden bowl had transformed into was immediately dimmed, its flames flickering like a candle in the wind.

The Buddha's pupils suddenly contracted, and a look of surprise appeared on his face for the first time.

He never expected that this young man would be so powerful! He hurriedly channeled all his Buddhist power into the golden bowl, trying to stabilize himself—but the power of the golden core became increasingly fierce and violent, as if it wanted to burn away eternity!

This guy... is terrifyingly powerful!

His heart trembled violently; no matter how fierce his attack was, it now seemed pale and powerless.

Chen Yu's lips curled slightly, a cold smile flashing across his face. Golden light surged around him, making him resemble a golden war god who could shatter stars, invincible in all directions.

One last blow!