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

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A series of explosions shook the black mist violently, and the Chaos Demon Ancestor staggered back seven steps, his heels carving deep furrows, almost causing him to kneel on the ground.

"Tongtian—!" he roared hoarsely, his voice shaking the heavens, "I'll remember this debt! But I have important matters to attend to right now, so I'll spare your disciple's life for now!"

Before the words were even finished, the person had already transformed into a dark shadow that tore through the sky, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"Huh?" Chen Yu was taken aback and blurted out, "Master, how come you're using this newly forged magic weapon so smoothly?"

He clearly remembered that the nine divine lights just now were extremely sharp and could not be activated by ordinary magical artifacts.

"Hahaha!" The Tongtian Sect Leader laughed loudly, raised his hand and ruffled the top of his head, "The Chaos Divine Light Seal is fresh out of the furnace and hasn't been warmed up yet, so it's perfect to use it to test the waters."

This Chaotic Demon Embryo was formed from the primordial essence of chaos at the beginning of time, and is indeed a supreme innate treasure. However, its cultivation is still shallow, and it is slightly inferior to Chen Yu.

If Chen Yu had spent another three years honing his skills, he might have been able to debate and compete with the Tongtian Sect Leader; but now, they are worlds apart.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master." Chen Yu bowed deeply, displaying impeccable manners.

With the demonic fetus gone, the turmoil has temporarily subsided.

"This disciple needs to rest and recuperate. After recovering from my injuries, I will ask my master for guidance on the Great Dao." He bowed deeply again and then withdrew from the inner world of the Hunyuan Banner.

……

Chen Yu stepped out of the banner's inner world and returned to the mountains. After circulating his internal energy for less than half an hour, the bruises in his body disappeared, and his aura became even deeper, showing signs of a breakthrough.

He sat cross-legged in the deep cave, an open book of magical techniques gleaming faintly in his palm, his brows furrowed as he deduced the method to unlock the gates to the Saint Realm.

"The path of cultivation is never smooth, but rather a journey fraught with peril, with every step fraught with tribulation."

He had already reached the peak of the semi-saint realm, and his mastery of the Dao was consummate. He was just waiting for his magic power to be fully accumulated and his mind to be perfected before he could break through the thin threshold of the saint realm. But this last step was the most mentally taxing and time-consuming.

He closed his eyes, concentrated, pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and silently recited the mantra. His internal energy surged forth, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, all converging between his palms.

With a clear and resonant sound, the manual suddenly lit up with golden light, intense yet not scorching—it was the Saint-level secret technique he had painstakingly cultivated for many years: the Golden Crow Divine Fire Technique.

Chen Yu frowned slightly. The power of the Golden Crow Divine Fire Technique within his body had reached its limit. To advance any further, he would have to break through the threshold of becoming a saint.

"I must break through this realm! Otherwise, every step from now on will be like climbing a mountain of knives or wading through a sea of ​​fire, making it impossible to move forward." His gaze hardened, and he resolved to ascend to the holy throne today.

As his body quietly lifted off the ground, the surrounding spiritual energy suddenly boiled and surged into a blazing golden wave. The wind howled, and the entire cave seemed to be gripped tightly by a giant hand, with the air trembling and hissing.

Boom—!

Blazing golden lightning bolts burst forth from his body, instantly coalescing into a colossal golden vortex that seemed to devour the heavens and the earth. He slowly ascended into the air, his spine as straight as a pillar of heaven, his aura overwhelming, as if an ancient god had descended to earth.

"Hahaha, that's exhilarating!" He laughed heartily, his internal organs and limbs roaring in the surging energy. With just a focused mind and concentrated power, guiding the energy back to its source, he could open the gate to the sacred realm.

He closed his eyes and silently recited the mantra, his spiritual power surging into his dantian like rivers flowing into the sea. In the blink of an eye, his dantian seemed to explode like a furnace, his magical power surging and about to overflow.

"break--!"

A sharp shout tore through the sky, and the golden vortex around him suddenly spun violently, roaring like a dragon's cry across the heavens. His entire body gradually became translucent, with golden light flowing beneath his skin, resembling a divine body forged from crystal, radiating boundless brilliance.

Om-!

Suddenly, countless golden rays burst forth from his body, piercing the mountain walls and causing cracks to appear in the rocks. A vast and powerful pressure swept across the surrounding area, causing rocks to shatter from the cave walls and even the earth to tremble slightly.

"The realm of a saint!" His heart burned with excitement, and he clearly sensed that all the shackles had shattered and his foundation for cultivation had been rebuilt. His figure slowly landed, the raging storm around him subsided, and the golden vortex scattered into specks of stardust, quietly disappearing.

"Hahaha!" He laughed heartily again, his mind suddenly clear—with the Great Dao in his grasp and supernatural powers at his command, he was no longer afraid of any powerful enemy or dangerous situation.

"The real ascetic training has only just begun." His eyes were sharp as blades, his mind clear: the road ahead is long, and only by constantly burning away the old self and forging a new one can one reach the summit...

"All these years of hard work have finally paid off." He suddenly stood up, stretched his limbs, and gazed into the distance, where a galaxy seemed to ripple deep within his pupils.

"If it weren't for the heaven-defying opportunity of encountering the Chaos Demon Embryo, it would probably take ten or eight years to open the gate to sainthood based on aptitude alone. It's not just about innate talent, but also the crushing power of destiny and fortune."

In his previous life, he possessed ordinary talent but never took shortcuts, progressing steadily and surely step by step. Therefore, although he reached the Saint Realm late, his foundation was as deep and solid as a mountain buried in the earth's veins.

"Now, it's time to venture into that forbidden forest." He raised his chin slightly, his expression resolute. "Hopefully, we can find that immortal herb that's over three thousand years old."

Suddenly, he tilted his head, his gaze shooting like lightning towards the distant dense forest—

"Someone's coming."

Its breath was like a tide, surging and approaching, vast as the sea, and as cold as frost.

More than ten people arrived, including men, women, and children. Each of them stood on the void, their aura as deep as the abyss, and they were all Grand Luo Golden Immortals! The leader's robes fluttered, and his brows contained the pressure of the Heavenly Dao, clearly indicating that he was at the Quasi-Saint realm.

This spectacle, sweeping across the mountains, startled the assembled heroes. Moments later, a deafening roar ripped through the air, followed by a giant leopard crashing through the trees and hurtling towards them!

Its entire body was covered in dark scales, its back was covered with thick, spear-like bristles, and its tail tip was adorned with three gleaming, barbed bone spikes.

Like a flash of lightning, its claws leaving marks, it pounced straight at the crowd.

"You beast, how dare you block my way?" A burly man with a thick beard sneered, his right leg sweeping out with overwhelming force—

Its body moved like a meteorite chariot, carrying immense force, and slammed into the leopard's belly!

boom!

Blood mist exploded, shattered armor flew everywhere, and mud waves ten feet high splashed up on the ground, filling the air with a stench.

The crowd trod over the corpses, and along the way, demonic shadows fell one after another, with broken horns and claws scattered all along the path.

"Huh?" Chen Yu suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Wait... where did that suffocating pressure go?"

He held his breath and examined it repeatedly—the immense pressure had indeed dissipated like smoke and clouds, leaving no trace, as if it had never descended.

"Could it be... that they lured them here?" His mind raced, his expression darkened, and with a swift movement, he silently disappeared into the shadows of the mountain wall.

The mountain range they were traversing was a spiritual vein where the Queen Mother of the West resided year-round, right next to the Jade Pool Immortal Realm.

They swept through the mountains with unstoppable momentum, startling countless lurking beasts. Along the way, forests collapsed and lava spewed forth, resulting in heavy casualties.

Several ancient demon kings, who had been slumbering for thousands of years, were disturbed and awakened. Their roars shook the heavens, but they were all killed as soon as they showed their heads. Before they could even let out a mournful cry, their corpses turned to ashes without causing the slightest ripple.

At this moment, the hundreds of cultivators were rushing towards the location of the Eastern Emperor Bell at full speed, completely unaware that Chen Yu had quietly broken away from the group.