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

He strode forward, and the gravel beneath his feet cracked and splintered, the fissures stretching out as if cleaving a bloody path for him.

His black hair danced wildly in the wind, but it couldn't conceal the raging flame in his eyes that burned through life and death—even if the Buddha himself came, he would still meet him in this battle, using his bones as a shield and his blood as a vow.

Chen Yu slowly raised his head, his gaze like a torch, piercing straight to the deepest end of the Holy Temple—there, the Buddha sat serenely on a thousand-petaled lotus platform, his golden body steadfast, his countenance solemn, as if the entire world bowed down between his brows.

"Buddha! I, Chen Yu, am ordered by the Tongtian Sect to shatter illusions and confront you, the supreme authority!" Chen Yu's voice was like tearing silk, shaking the mountain walls and causing the sea of ​​clouds to surge. The echo reverberated among the peaks for a long time.

Deep within the temple, a chanting arose, both compassionate and thunderous: "Chen Yu, you were once the pinnacle of the Tongtian Sect, but in this battle, did you rely on your blade or your true fire?"

Chen Yu's eyes blazed with fury, his spine ramrod straight. He placed his right hand on the hilt of his sword and drew it with a sharp, resounding motion—a cold glint flashed, the sword's aura hissed, and the blade seemed to swallow moonlight, its sharpness capable of cleaving through the void.

"Even if our cultivation levels are vastly different, I will never bend! Today, I will challenge the heavens with my sword and prove my Dao with my blood—let's see who truly controls life and death, and who determines rise and fall in this primordial world!"

His long sword pointed diagonally at the sky, his robes fluttering, his aura soaring to the heavens.

The Buddha nodded and smiled, his solemnity revealing a hint of admiration: "Excellent! Your courage is unwavering, your will as strong as steel. Then let us fight with all our might, and let the Three Realms witness this battle!"

In an instant, the two powerful forces collided violently, causing the earth veins in front of the temple to crack inch by inch, and the fierce winds of the heavens to suddenly reverse.

This battle will not only determine the survival of the Tongtian Sect, but will also shake the very foundation of the entire prehistoric world.

Sword shadows danced like dragons roaring, Buddhist light surged like a collapsing tide—a life-or-death duel worthy of being recorded in an era had begun…

……

"What? The Tongtian Sect Leader is injured? And severely injured?!" On the Western Paradise, Amitabha Buddha's eyes suddenly opened, and two golden rays shot out, tearing through the clouds and piercing the starry sky.

Before the words were finished, the pillars of Buddhism, such as Bodhi Patriarch and Medicine Buddha, awoke one after another, their expressions changing drastically, their pupils shrinking—shock, astonishment, and disbelief were all written on their faces.

They never imagined that the Tongtian Sect Leader, who stood at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm and dominated the prehistoric world for thousands of years, would be so severely injured that he was almost killed.

"What exactly happened? Could it be... that some forbidden being has made a move?" Amitabha Buddha muttered to himself, his brow furrowed as if a thousand pounds were pressing down on him.

"Master, the Tongtian Sect Leader is a pillar of our Western Sect, and we must not allow him to fall!"

The Bodhi Patriarch spoke in a deep voice, his brows furrowed into a deep frown, "May I ask which ancient relic carried out this ruthless act?"

"The news was kept under tight control, sealed off at every level, obviously to prevent leaks and attract the other three religions to hunt us down." Amitabha slowly shook his head, then his gaze suddenly darkened. "The Tongtian Sect Leader's combat strength is on par with mine. If even he is seriously injured, no one else can do it."

The Medicine Buddha's eyes flashed, and he blurted out, "Buddha, could it be a joint ambush by the Tongtian Sect Leader and Zhen Yuanzi? Their cultivation levels are roughly equal; it's not impossible that they joined forces to set this up!"

"Hmm..." Amitabha Buddha paused for a moment, then his tone turned stern, "No matter who's behind it all, since they've stirred up trouble in the Three Realms, there's absolutely no reason for the West to back down!"

"This disciple is willing to personally venture into the primordial wilderness, dispel the fog, and expose those lurking dark forces!" Medicine Buddha bowed and requested permission.

"Granted. Make sure to investigate the whole story thoroughly." Amitabha Buddha nodded solemnly. "Remember: stay calm and do not advance rashly; retreat immediately if you encounter danger, and do not act recklessly. Also—summon the Tathagata to see me immediately."

The Medicine Buddha bowed and accepted the order, then turned and strode away, heading straight for the depths of Mount Ling to find the Tathagata.

Inside the Great Sun Tathagata Palace, the Tathagata Buddha sat quietly on a lotus throne, his divine will contained, his aura as still as an ancient well.

Suddenly, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he abruptly opened his eyes—ripples appeared in the void before him, and a cloud of pure white mist silently spread out. Where the mist dissipated, a young man dressed in a moon-white long robe stood with his hands behind his back.

"Greetings, Buddha Tathagata." Bhaisajyaguru Buddha bowed with palms together.

"What is it?" The Buddha's voice was calm, yet carried immense weight.

"Reporting to the Buddha, Chen Yu led his troops into the Southern Continent, challenged more than ten sects, publicly killed the sect leaders, seized their Dao Fruits, and refined their Laws. His methods were ruthless and left no room for retreat."

The Buddha raised an eyebrow slightly: "What utter lawlessness! How dare they stir up bloodshed in Jambudvipa and slaughter their fellow practitioners—such arrogance is bound to incur divine wrath and popular resentment, leading to a cataclysmic calamity!"

He paused, his voice growing deeper: "Anything else?"

"The primordial world is now rife with undercurrents, and various forces are eager to fight, mobilizing their troops to annihilate the remnants of the Tongtian Sect."

The Medicine Buddha's expression was solemn. "This is especially true of the Three Pure Ones' Daoist temple, where powerful figures have been frequently appearing recently, clearly intending to make their move before us. What's even more troublesome is... the ancient demon race has also quietly appeared."

"The demon race?" The Buddha's eyes flashed like knives, chilling to the bone: "Do these arrogant fools really think that Buddhism is made of clay and wood, to be bullied at will?"

Before the words were even finished, a powerful pressure had already quietly permeated the entire sacred mountain.

Since the beginning of time, Buddhism has guarded the world for over ten million years. When has it ever bowed its head to anyone?

Even when the ancient demon court was at its peak, with the sun and moon revolving around it and mountains and rivers bowing to it, the Buddhist sect remained as majestic as a mountain, indestructible through countless eons, and all the gods and demons looked up to it without daring to offend it lightly.

"What the Buddha says is absolutely right." Medicine Buddha bowed his head in response, and then respectfully requested, "This disciple dares to humbly request the Buddha to bestow a supreme treasure to suppress the Chaos Bell in the hands of the Demon Emperor Jun."

"The Chaos Bell?" The Buddha's eyes were slightly closed, his brows furrowed, as if thunder was surging in his eyes.

After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, his voice like the gentle vibration of an ancient bell: "Very well. Now that this game has begun, I will entrust it to you. I give you the Chaos Ruler, hoping that you will hold it as you would your heart, and live up to the heavy trust placed in you by Buddhism."

"Thank you for the Buddha's great kindness!" The Medicine Buddha prostrated himself three times, then rose and, with his sleeves fluttering, turned and strode away.

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Beihai, the gate of the Tongtian Sect.

Chen Yu, dressed in a plain blue robe, stood alone on the cliff edge with his sword on his back, his gaze piercing through the sea of ​​clouds and falling into the vast depths.

Suddenly, his earlobe trembled slightly—

boom!!!

The entire Tongtian Sect mountain suddenly rose from the ground, tearing through the void and transforming into a giant sword that spanned the heavens and the earth, its blade piercing straight into the sky, causing stars to shift and gales to swirl backward.

At the summit of the giant sword, the figure of the Tongtian Sect Leader appeared, his robes fluttering, looking down at the green shadows on the cliff.

The moment his gaze fell upon Chen Yu, his pupils contracted sharply, his back tensed slightly, and his expression suddenly became as solemn as iron—because he clearly sensed that beneath that seemingly slender body lay a violent power capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas.

"Tongtian, you've finally shown yourself?" Chen Yu looked up, his eyes blazing like flames, intense and piercing.