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

The Tongtian Sect Leader and Chen Yu exchanged a glance, and without saying a word, they took a step forward in unison.

They knew that this door was not a way out, but a springboard for advancement; not the end, but the starting point of transformation.

Stepping into that instant, it felt as if an invisible giant hand was gripping my body tightly, the world shattered with a roar, and then rebuilt in the blink of an eye—mountains and rivers shifted, light and shadow reversed, and all things were reassembled.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a wondrous place.

The spiritual energy was so dense that it almost condensed into a thin mist, floating on fingertips; colorful clouds like brocade floated in the sky, drifting with the wind; the earth was covered with never-before-seen spiritual plants, their stamens exhaling rosy clouds, their blades glowing, and even the air was filled with a slightly sweet fragrance.

"Where...is this place?" Tongtian Jiaozhu asked in a low voice, his voice carrying a barely perceptible tremor.

Chen Yu narrowed his eyes, his fingers unconsciously pressing on the hilt of his sword at his waist, and replied in a deep voice, "An ancient forbidden domain, cut off from the mortal world. We have been thrown into a long-lost secret realm."

Suddenly, a clear and melodious song drifted from afar, like the cry of a crane in the sky, or the sound of wind through the pines in a valley, making one's bones feel light and one's heart tremble slightly. The two followed the sound, parted the curtain of water from the waterfall, and suddenly a bright and open view appeared before them—where the water plunged straight down, white mist rose, and a woman was standing in the middle of a shallow pool bathing.

Her long, ink-black hair splashed across the water, her shoulders and neck were supple and arched, and her skin reflected the water's luster, like fresh snowflakes on solidified cream, her beauty ethereal and otherworldly.

The Tongtian Sect Leader and Chen Yu stood frozen, their hearts sinking: Who is this woman? Why is she guarding this place alone? What kind of sharp edge and hidden meaning lies beneath the tranquility in her eyes?

As she pondered, she slowly turned around, her eyes clear and bright, yet seemingly containing two clusters of eerie flames, locking onto the two of them.

With a slight smile, her voice, clear as a spring striking jade, said: "Welcome to the 'Qixia Secret Realm,' intruders from afar—I am the guardian of this realm, and also the judge of your next trial."

A chill ran through them, and their blood rushed to their fingertips. They understood that the smile before them was the calmest surface of the sea before the storm. But the deeper the mystery, the more they had to move forward; the more profound the enigma, the more they needed to keep their inner light burning.

This is not the end, but the anvil for tempering; not a place to rest, but the arena for drawing swords.

The female guardian's smile remained, but her voice suddenly became three degrees clearer: "Since you dare to break through the boundary, do you dare to face the trial I have set?"

The Tongtian Sect Leader and Chen Yu simultaneously clasped their fists, their shoulders and backs taut like fully drawn bows, and replied in unison, "We are willing to accept judgment!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she flicked her fingertips, and a halo of azure light spread out, instantly engulfing the two figures.

When I regained my senses, I was met with a raging sea—vast expanses of black water churning and roaring, waves cleaving like knives, the sky tearing apart and lightning flashing wildly, the wind carrying a salty, fishy smell that rushed towards me, and all I could hear was the furious roar of heaven and earth.

The female guardian's voice rang out from all directions, each word ringing like a bell: "Deep within the abyss dwells the 'Bone-Eating Dragon.' Only by slaying it can you pass."

The Tongtian Sect Leader stood on the crest of a wave, his magical artifact humming and shaking the air. He unleashed a "Primordial Thunderclap Seal" that crashed into the heart of the sea, creating a hundred-foot-long water column. Chen Yu, on the other hand, transformed into a silver streak that tore through the sky. His figure was so fast that only a blur remained. He swept his left claw across, and cold light flashed as he aimed straight for Zhang Qiu's eyes!

The giant monster burst forth from the waves, its eight massive, ink-black arms covered in suckers lashing out simultaneously. Two of them, like iron whips, slammed into Chen Yu's side. He hesitated for a moment while dodging, and three bloody gashes instantly appeared on his chest, his flesh torn open, and blood stained his clothes crimson.

Chen Yu gritted his teeth, his eyes surging with murderous intent—he could not delay any longer! The Tongtian Sect Leader rushed over upon seeing this, but was held back by an undercurrent, ultimately arriving a beat too late.

Just as the dark arm descended upon him once more, Chen Yu's eyes blazed red, and a clear, resonant dragon's roar echoed from his spine. He drew his sword with fierce force, becoming one with it, transforming into a blazing white sword rainbow that tore through the sky, piercing straight into Zhang Qiu's skull!

The sword light pierced through his body, its momentum undiminished, shattering half of the sea and sky—the next instant, the sword rainbow vanished, and Chen Yu stood steadily on the crest of the wave, the long sword in his hand humming slightly, a drop of demonic blood still hanging on the tip of the blade.

Seizing the opportunity, the Tongtian Sect Leader swiftly moved to Chen Yu's side, his sword flashing with cold light as he fiercely cleaved towards the sea monster's head.

With a crisp "crack," the hideous head shattered, and a crimson mist of blood instantly spread, staining the entire seawater as if splashed with cinnabar.

"What kind of evil thing is this?" The Tongtian Sect Leader frowned, his voice low and tense.

Chen Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the gradually calming sea beneath his feet, slowly shaking his head as he exhaled a heavy breath.

Just as the two breathed a sigh of relief, the sea suddenly exploded—giant waves surged into the sky, and a sea monster with a cold, eerie green glow burst through the water and soared into the air! It was hundreds of feet tall, its muscles were as tough as cast iron, its scales were as thick as mountain rocks, and its movements were so fast that they tore through the air.

The Tongtian Sect Leader and Chen Yu charged forward side by side, their swords flashing and their battle shaking the heavens and earth. But the sea monster was fearless and possessed immense strength, forcing the two to retreat step by step, making it difficult for them to even parry.

Caught off guard, the sea monster unleashed both claws simultaneously—one tearing open the Tongtian Sect Leader's abdominal cavity, the other severing Chen Yu's carotid artery! Blood spurted like rain, and both men's vision went black as they collapsed to the ground.

"Wake up! Wake up!" Chen Yu struggled to sit up, desperately shaking the Tongtian Sect Leader's shoulders, his voice hoarse and anxious. But the other party didn't respond, his face as pale as paper. Chen Yu gritted his teeth, quickly put the Tongtian Sect Leader into the Chaos Demon Pearl, and turned to look for a way out.

No sooner had he left than a dark figure slid along the rocks into the mudflats, silently crouching down to investigate. Seeing that both men were unconscious, the man's lips curled into a sinister and eerie smile.

In the blink of an eye, the figure vanished without a trace, as if they had never set foot here.

……

Chen Yu opened his eyes with a dull pain and found himself lying on a rough wooden bed. His back was stiff and sore. He gritted his teeth and sat up, looking down at his body.

Two deep, bone-revealing claw marks were clearly visible on his abdomen, the skin torn and flesh gaping, the scabs still wet. He hesitated, then gently touched them with his fingertips—the wounds had already scabbed over and closed, leaving only dark red old marks. His heart pounded: such a severe injury should have festered and caused a high fever long ago, how could it have healed overnight?

"You're finally awake?" The voice of the Tongtian Sect Leader rang out leisurely. It turned out that he had already woken up, but was quietly keeping watch by Chen Yu's side, not disturbing his rest.

He walked to the bedside, bent down to examine the two claw marks closely, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper: "Yu'er, how are you feeling?"

"I can still hold on." Chen Yu said calmly, but subconsciously pressed his lower abdomen.

Although the wound had scabbed over, it still felt stiff and leaden inside, causing a dull ache—he knew that the wound was far from being healed.

It's like a mirror, reflecting the flaws in one's own cultivation, the sluggishness of one's reactions, and the unfamiliarity with one's own responses.

"If you hadn't risked your life to block that attack, we would both probably have perished on this sea." The Tongtian Sect Leader sighed, his voice slightly hoarse.

"You are my master." Chen Yu looked up and stared directly at him. "Protecting you is my duty."

"Hahaha—good! Well said!" The Tongtian Sect Leader laughed loudly, his voice shaking the windowpanes. "I am your closest person. Protecting me is protecting yourself! It's only right and proper, no need for further explanation!"