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

This was not the scheme that Taiqing, Yuanshi, Jieyin, and Zhunti had in mind.

Their goal was to have the witch and demon races fight each other to the death, wiping out their leaders, so that they could seize the opportunity to rise up, spread their doctrines, and expand their power.

But if Dijun and Taiyi die first, the situation will be completely out of control. Do we have to ask them to intervene personally?

If that's the case, even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun might have to appear to stop it, and the karmic entanglement would make it difficult to end.

At this moment, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi looked at the approaching palm, their eyes filled with despair.

Faced with such an existence, they could not muster the slightest will to resist. The space around them was frozen like iron, and even circulating their magic power was extremely difficult.

Even if he mobilized all his cultivation and poured in spiritual treasures to try to break the seal, it was all in vain.

Even Donghuang Taiyi, who wields the innate treasure Chaos Bell, poured his magic power into the bell, only to find that it could not ring, its power completely sealed, making it as ordinary as a mortal object.

At this point, Donghuang Taiyi had given up hope, realizing that he could not escape this calamity.

With the giant hand closing in on them and no way to save them, the two simply closed their eyes and accepted their fate.

Chen Yu's expression was solemn as his gaze swept over Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun, before landing on the five sages.

From the moment his future self made his move, he knew the outcome was already decided.

What realm will his future self be at? His strength is unfathomable. Not to mention Di Jun and Tai Yi, even if the current sages of the prehistoric world were to come, they would find it difficult to compare with him.

He stared calmly at his future self, watching the palm strike that was about to fall, his eyes expressionless and his demeanor unchanged.

This battle is solely to intimidate all living beings in the primordial world—in this realm, there is one person who cannot be offended or provoked, and that person is Chen Yu.

The giant hand continued to advance, and just as it was about to land in front of Dijun and Taiyi, a sudden change occurred.

Suddenly, the void in front of the two of them cracked open, and a giant hand appeared out of thin air. The palm was also surrounded by endless laws, and the aura of the Great Dao was as thick as mist, no less than that of the future body.

Chen Yu frowned slightly, already knowing the identity of the newcomer, and didn't need to think further.

When the right palm of the future self touched this hand, the two struck each other without causing a deafening roar or a violent explosion. Only a muffled sound of palms colliding echoed quietly in the void.

The future version of himself stared at the void in front of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, his brow twitching slightly.

This was the first time he had shown a frown. After a moment, he slowly withdrew his right hand, his gaze still fixed on the void, his expression as calm as a still well, his face as serene as ever.

"Master Hongjun, now that you have arrived, why hide your form?"

As soon as the words were spoken, ripples appeared in the void, and a figure slowly stepped out from the void.

The moment that person appeared, the energy of heaven and earth trembled, and a vast and boundless pressure spread out, forcibly forcing back the aura emanating from the future body by five-tenths.

At this moment, in this world, the auras of the future incarnation and the Dao Ancestor Hongjun are equally matched, each occupying a certain area.

The previously sealed spacetime was quietly unsealed and resumed its flow when Hongjun appeared.

Chen Yu looked at the figure, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

In Hongjun Daozu, he glimpsed an existence that transcends all the long rivers of time and crosses all spatial boundaries—a supreme will that reigns above the tangible and intangible, stands atop the immeasurable and countless "nothingness," and governs the origin of all laws.

In that instant, he realized: Hongjun was not merely in harmony with the Dao, but was himself the Dao, the origin of the Great Dao, and the very essence of order.

On Jin'ao Island, deep within Biyou Palace, the Tongtian Sect Leader originally sat quietly, observing this earth-shattering duel with a cold eye.

However, the moment Hongjun appeared, he could no longer remain seated.

With a loud "boom," the void shattered, and the Tongtian Sect Master broke through the boundary, rushing straight to the shore of the East Sea, arriving in an instant.

At this point, all six primordial sages descended upon this place.

"Disciple greets teacher."

The six sages bowed in unison, performing the grand master-disciple ceremony with utmost respect.

"Greetings, Dao Ancestor!"

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi opened their eyes and looked at Hongjun with solemn expressions, full of respect.

"Greetings to my Grandmaster (Taoist Ancestor)!"

On the East China Sea, hundreds of millions of living beings prostrated themselves on the ground, shouting in reverence.

Hongjun gently raised his hand, and a gentle magical power descended, lifting all living beings up and sparing them the pain of kneeling.

After doing all this, he turned to look at his future self, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

The future self also looked back quietly, its gaze clear as water, without any ripples.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, in the Ancestral Witch Temple.

The twelve Ancestral Witches all paled upon witnessing Hongjun's appearance.

"It's a pity... Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were truly destined to survive, even Hongjun Daozu personally came forward to protect them."

"Without Hongjun's intervention, the two would have perished long ago. When the next war between the Lich and Demon races begins, how could the demon race possibly stand in the way of our Lich race?"

"At that time, our clan will be able to conquer the four seas, unify the primordial world, and take over the power of heaven and earth on behalf of our father god."

"What a pity, all our efforts were in vain."

Dijiang sighed softly, and the other eleven Ancestral Witches nodded in agreement, sharing the same regret.

They watched the entire battle, and when their future selves were about to kill the two emperors, they were almost overjoyed.

Once Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi die, the Wu tribe will be free of any obstacles, and their rule over the prehistoric world will be just around the corner.

As for the human race, although they have Chen Yu's protection, their top combat strength is limited and they are not worth fearing at all.

Once the world is unified, setting aside a corner of land for humankind to inhabit would be the ultimate act of benevolence and righteousness.

However, all grand plans and aspirations vanished with the arrival of Hongjun.

If Di Jun and Tai Yi survive, the battle to come will be extremely difficult.

Dijiang looked around at his brothers and slowly began to speak:

"Enough. From now on, I will devote myself to deducing the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation and push its power to its limit. Even if the demon race has the Zhou Tian Star Formation, they will not be able to contend with us again."

Upon hearing this, the other eleven Ancestral Witches all nodded solemnly, their fighting spirit rekindled.

On the shores of the East China Sea, the wind is still and the waves are calm.

The future self stood facing Hongjun Daozu, silent, their eyes meeting only.

The two gazed at each other, a faint smile playing on their lips.

The vast, untamed land meets the boundless Eastern Sea at its border.

This territory has already gathered the most powerful rulers of the primordial world.

Hongjun Daozu, Taiqing Saint, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Jiaozhu, Nuwa Saint, Jieyin Saint, Zhunti Saint, Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi, and many other supreme beings who are well-versed in the Great Dao.

At this moment, on the shores of the East China Sea, the most powerful figures from all sides have gathered together.

Even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who transcends all existence and holds the secrets of heaven, manifested his true form in this world.

In an instant, all the heavens fell silent, and no one dared to utter a single word.

All eyes were fixed on Hongjun Daozu and the mysterious Dao figure standing on the long river of time.

No one spoke, and no one dared to utter a sound.

Even the six sages who held sway over the Heavenly Dao could only gaze silently, their expressions solemn.

Hongjun Daozu and his future self gazed at each other from afar, and after a moment, they both smiled.

"Fellow Daoist's cultivation is indeed profound and unpredictable; your future achievements are truly immeasurable."