I, the primordial ancestor, started out as a useless cult and a useless saint.

Chapter 171 Yuanshi Gets a Slap in the Face

As soon as he finished speaking, the Tongtian Sect Leader straightened his body, and a terrifying battle intent erupted from his body. The Tongtian Will then surged wildly like a tidal wave, heading straight for the Taiqing Saint and the Yuanshi Tianzun.

Even so, Tongtian Jiaozhu was already old, with graying temples and emaciated as a skeleton, but he was still the leader of Jiejiao, still the true descendant of Pangu, and was preparing to transcend.

Rumble.

Like a bolt from the blue, the Tongtian Sect Leader's will shook the mountains. Although he could not cultivate human martial arts, he heard Ye Yang's personal lecture and gained some enlightenment.

"Hmm? Such a strong fighting spirit, this is completely different from before."

The Supreme Saint was greatly alarmed. Although the magical power displayed by the Tongtian Sect Leader was very weak, his will was truly extraordinary.

"Damn it, could it be that Tongtian has cultivated human martial arts?"

Yuanshi Tianzun was also surprised. Wasn't it said that human martial arts could only be practiced by non-humans? What was going on? But he quickly found the answer.

"Tongtian, you are truly remarkable. You actually drew upon the martial arts of the Ancestor of Humanity to forge your own fighting spirit. But so what? Your magical power is too weak, and you are destined to lose this battle."

Yuanshi Tianzun stepped forward, the Pangu Banner in his hand shimmering with light, but he was extremely resentful. They were all among the Three Pure Ones, and he was Tongtian's elder brother, holding the Pangu Banner. Yet he was no match for this Tongtian Sect Leader, who was also injured. He couldn't accept it.

I felt as if my face had been slapped hard several times, and it stung.

He flashed and headed straight for the Tongtian Sect Leader.

"Today, let me, the Holy One, truly experience your unparalleled fighting spirit. Take this—"

Originally it was two against one, but at this moment it seems that the Sage of Taiqing has a firm hand and wants to see just how powerful the Will of Heaven is. He stands proudly in the void above his head, observing the battle.

Rumble.

All that could be seen was the flashing of sword light, bursting forth with boundless brilliance.

"Hahaha, Master Tongtian, is this your fighting spirit? Too weak."

With a single palm strike, imbued with overwhelming holy might, the Tongtian Sect Leader was forced back a great distance, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. The Primordial Heavenly Venerable was quite satisfied with his success.

A fighting spirit that reaches the heavens? That's all? Hah.

However, before Yuanshi Tianzun could even gloat, Tongtian Jiaozhu's counterattack had already begun:

"Yuanshi Tianzun, who do you think you are? I beat you down before, and I can do it again now. Even if the Heavenly Dao is scarred, I will still beat you like a dog."

Swish swish swish

The four swords of Zhuxian erupted, and four beams of light suddenly shot out from the depths of chaos, traveling billions of miles, and arrived beside Yuanshi Tianzun in an instant.

How could Yuanshi Tianzun be afraid? Full of confidence, he saw the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation approaching and showed no intention of dodging. Yuanshi Tianzun simply said:

"Hmph, Tongtian, you are already at your last gasp. Do you still remember the calamity of the human race? You once said that if you had the ability to break your Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, you would kowtow to me. Well, now I'll answer you: I will break the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation for you to see."

(PS: Please refer back to Chapter 2, where the Tongtian Sect Leader reminds the human race of the direction and then argues with the Three Pure Ones. This chapter will fill in the gap.)

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuanshi Tianzun, holding the Pangu Banner, actually charged into the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

"Yuanshi, you..."

The Sage Taiqing was horrified. "That's the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation! How could you be so impulsive?" However, after seeing the current state of the Tongtian Sect Leader, the Sage Taiqing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Perhaps... at this moment, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation can truly be broken?"

The Supreme Saint Taiqing began to have ulterior motives. If the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation was broken, he would definitely take it away. Not all of it, but even just one sword would be acceptable. In this way, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation would be incomplete, and the power of the Heavenly Sword would plummet.

This scene was clearly witnessed by all living beings in the primordial world.

"The Primordial Sage is incredibly powerful; he actually broke the formation all by himself. But that was the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!"

"Hmph, what's wrong? The Tongtian Sect Master's strength is now less than one-tenth of what it used to be, and the power of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation has also been greatly reduced. If it can't be broken under these circumstances, wouldn't that make the Primordial Sage seem incompetent?"

The powerful beings of the primordial world were in an uproar, and the two Western Saints were also greatly startled.

"Yuanshi Tianzun is indeed formidable; we dare not compare ourselves to him."

In the distance, Ye Yang, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Nuwa, also witnessed the scene. He was stunned and was kicked by Nuwa on the spot. After being forced back, he felt extremely frustrated.

"Damn woman, just wait, I'm coming to deal with you right now."

He then looked at the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation and chuckled.

"Yuanshi Tianzun, now you're going to cry. You really think that reaching the heavens is all there is to it? You're fucking stupid."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Yang suddenly transformed into boundless rage and rushed straight towards Nuwa, and the battle began once again.

Rumble.

The void trembled. The battle for the Human Emperor's throne had begun ahead of schedule. Hongjun, in the Purple Cloud Palace, witnessed this scene but did not intervene. He turned to Pingxin beside him and asked:

"So what? Even if the human race made plans in advance, so what? The Emperor is about to appear. Does it matter who it is? Does it matter what he did? The Ancestor of Humanity cannot defeat me."

"Heh, is that so? We'll see."

After speaking, Pingxin closed his eyes and remained silent. He knew of several backup plans prepared by the Ancestor of Humanity, but none of them had been revealed until now, so what was there to worry about?

Hongjun looked at the primordial land, then at the depths of chaos, thinking that this time the battle would take place in the primordial land, and that powerful Dao Ancestor should not appear, otherwise he would be doomed.

Hongjun took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

*Pfft*

Above the East Sea, a tearing sound suddenly rang out, followed by golden light descending from the sky and golden lotuses emerging from the earth throughout the primordial world. Countless rains of spiritual energy fell rapidly, bringing blessings to all living beings.

It turns out that within the Zhuxian Sword Formation, Yuanshi Tianzun's head was split open.

"Damn it, that bastard."

Yuanshi Tianzun went berserk and shouted angrily:

"Tongtian, this is impossible. Eighty or ninety percent of your magic power is gone. How can you still activate the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation? Your magic power is insufficient. What tricks did you use?!"

At this moment, the Taoist robes of Yuanshi Tianzun were torn by terrifying sword energy, and the red and black light continued to cause trouble for Yuanshi Tianzun.

The voice of the Tongtian Sect Leader could be heard coming from outside the sword formation:

"Hahaha, Yuanshi Tianzun, what's wrong? Did you get a setback? Who was it that confidently claimed they could break my Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation? Why didn't you break it? If you're so capable, break it for me! I'm still waiting to kowtow to you three times, hahaha."

The Tongtian Sect Leader was very pleased with himself and laughed heartily. He had just summoned the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, which came from billions of kilometers away in the Chaos. The Tongtian Sect Leader himself was indeed out of magic power, but his clone was bursting with magic power.

After the Zhuxian Sword Formation was taken away by the clone, it was immediately infused with terrifying magic power and then returned to the top of Penglai Immortal Island. However, Yuanshi Tianzun was too arrogant and broke in. If he is not unlucky, who is?

"Yuanshi Tianzun, you are too arrogant. Do you really think that I, the Holy One, cannot deal with you even without my magic power? Even if I only have a drop of blood left, I am still an existence that can crush you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Tongtian Sect Leader's face instantly turned murderous, and his icy voice rang out:

"Yuanshi, fall! Today, I, the Holy One, will slay you once."

In an instant, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation unleashed terrifying power.

(End of this chapter)