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

Chapter 172 The Ancestor of Humanity Slays Fuxi

Rumble.

The will of the heavens erupted, and it roared:

"I was above you before, I am now, and I will always be. You will never be able to surpass me. Even if I lose my sainthood, I will still be above you. You will always be my defeated opponent. I'm telling you."

As soon as he finished speaking, endless and terrifying magical power surged directly onto the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation. In an instant, the holy might was overwhelming, and the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Qi surged even more.

"We respectfully invite the Lord of the Chan Sect, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, to rest in peace."

With a roar, the Tongtian Sect Leader unleashed a terrifying sword aura. His words resounded throughout the primordial land, causing countless powerful beings to be greatly alarmed.

"Is the Tongtian Sect Master going to slay the Primordial Sage?"

"How terrifying is the Tongtian Sect Leader! Even with his crippled body, he can withstand it all. If the Heavenly Dao's wounds weren't there..."

I dare not even imagine how powerful he was. If he were the Tongtian Sect Leader at his peak, he would probably be the number one person below the Dao Ancestor. It's just a pity that the heavens are jealous of talent.

Within the sword formation, the Primordial Celestial Lord was greatly alarmed upon hearing this:

"Damn it, Tongtian, you want to kill me, Saint?"

Yuanshi Tianzun was dumbfounded. If he were to be killed, he would suffer a huge loss.

"That's right, I, the leader, am going to kill you. For the sake of humanity, you must die."

Rumble.

"Big brother, save me—!"

A roar resounded throughout the primordial land, heard by the cycle of reincarnation and the thirty-three heavens, and greatly shocked all living beings in the primordial world.

"What...what's going on? The primordial sage is actually asking for help?"

"Heavens! That's a saint! He's a saint after all, and he actually had to beg for help after being beaten by the Tongtian Sect Leader? This is a huge loss of face."

"The Tongtian Sect Leader is too powerful! Despite bearing the scars of the Heavenly Dao and having lost one-tenth of his magical power, he is still so formidable, forcing the Primordial Heavenly Lord to constantly beg for help?"

The two Western Saints, as well as the Earthly Saints, were all sighing at this moment. When these words reached the ears of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, he was so angry that he wished he could wipe them all out with one palm. However, preserving his life was the priority now, otherwise, if he were killed, the loss would be enormous.

"The Tongtian Sect Leader is truly a role model for us all. Even with his crippled body, he forced the Primordial Heavenly Lord to flee in disarray. If he were in his prime, I wonder what his limits would be?"

The Tongtian Sect Leader once fought five people at once and killed a saint, and he also fought against Hongjun. Although he was defeated in the end, his courage and fighting spirit were enough to make all living beings in the prehistoric world admire him.

The moment Yuanshi Tianzun sent out his cry for help, Taiqing Shengren was also greatly alarmed.

"Tongtian, let go—".

With a roar, he arrived outside the Zhuxian Sword Formation and immediately threw out the Taiji Diagram, intending to use it to suppress the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

"Haha, brother, you're being too naive."

The Qingping Sword in his hand instantly erupted with terrifying sword light, carrying the will of heaven and earth as it attacked.

"What? That's strong."

Taiqing was greatly alarmed. How could this sword be so powerful? Seeing the sword light, which stretched for billions of kilometers, fall from the chaos, the Sage Taiqing sensed the danger and dared not hesitate. He immediately summoned his magic weapon and placed it above his head.

"Take this move from the Saint, Heaven-Reaching Sword Qi!"

Rumble.

With a single strike, the Supreme Saint was forced to retreat continuously. Terrifying energy immediately spread outwards, causing towering waves to surge throughout the East Sea and even stirring up endless giant waves in the chaos.

"So strong."

Hundreds of millions of miles away, the Supreme Saint was horrified. This damned Tongtian Sect Master, with only one-tenth of his magic power remaining, could still unleash such a sword strike. His methods were indeed extraordinary.

The saints of the heavens were also greatly shocked. This was too powerful. Even with a broken body, it could unleash such a terrifying attack. Tongtian was indeed extraordinary.

The saints were shocked. They had all received special training from Hongjun, yet they were no match for the incomplete Tongtian? For a moment, they felt their faces slapping and burning.

In the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun also suddenly opened his eyes wide:

"That sword move looks so familiar, Tongtian, what exactly happened to you?"

Hongjun looked very displeased, but he didn't make a move and just watched the battle slowly.

puff--.

A cough of blood shattered the shock of the saints. The Tongtian Sect Leader spat out a mouthful of holy blood, and his entire figure became even more aged.

"Cough cough... It's still not working. I've lost eight or nine tenths of my own magic power, and the little magic power I managed to accumulate is completely depleted. Is this my limit?"

Looking at his own Heavenly Dao wounds, the Tongtian Sect Master gave a helpless bitter smile and shook his head.

"Ahem... I'm still not strong enough, hehe."

Despite his reluctance, Tongtian had to accept the difficult turnaround; it was simply the reality.

"No, I can't give up like this. A tree lives by its bark, and a person lives by their reputation. I am a saint, how can I be lacking?"

He slowly looked towards the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation. At this moment, the Primordial Heavenly Lord was still fiercely resisting inside. Upon seeing this, the Tongtian Sect Leader's eyes narrowed, and he muttered to himself:

"We've gone all out this time; we won't give up until we get something in return!"

Looking at the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, and at the Primordial Heavenly Venerable who was fighting desperately inside, the Tongtian Sect Leader's killing intent instantly erupted:

"Since that's the case, I, the Holy One, will risk everything and kill you."

He was powerless, but the Zhuxian Sword Formation was at full strength. Although he was restricted by the Heavenly Dao wound, his fighting spirit was indeed not bad. Even the Ancestor of Humanity could break through stubborn rocks with his will. He was a saint, so how could he be any worse?

A terrifying, all-encompassing will instantly surged into the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, and the Supreme Saint was terrified in an instant:

"Tongtian, what are you doing?"

"Heh, what for? To slay a saint, of course."

In an instant, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation erupted with endless light, and its terrifying killing intent surged once more. Then, the voice of the Tongtian Sect Leader rang out:

"Yuanshi Tianzun, you shall admit defeat today."

In an instant, the power of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation increased dramatically, causing the Primordial Heavenly Lord to retreat in defeat, with countless wounds all over his body.

"Damn it, big brother, save me, save me—!"

Yuanshi was not afraid of death, but he was reluctant to die, because if he died, the Chan Sect would suffer a great loss.

"Tongtian, let go. After all, we come from the same school. Do you really want to wipe us out completely?"

Taiqing could no longer sit still, but he could not easily step forward. The Sage Taiqing could see very clearly that the power of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation was stronger than ever before. If he made a move rashly, he might even be injured.

How could Tongtian possibly agree to this? He had already seen through the true colors of the Three Pure Ones.

"Taiqing, either take action or stand aside and cool off, and stop blabbering here."

"Well, if that's the case, then don't blame this saint."

After finally managing to stop, the battle resumed, and the Sage of Taiqing had no choice but to intervene, as he still needed to fight for his life.

The two sides continued to clash, and Tongtian was naturally no match for him. However, at this moment, a stream of light came from above the chaos.

"Hmm? That's..."

Ye Yang looked over suddenly, then was overjoyed.

"Haha, it really came to us without any effort, Fuxi. Since it's delivered right to our doorstep, let's not leave now."

Fuxi was not a saint. When he crossed the chaos to arrive here, the fighting had already been going on for a long time. He was worried that Nuwa might lose her mind in anger. In addition, the power of the Lich King's calamity was lingering in her soul, so Nuwa was not in a safe place.

But how could Fuxi compare to the speed of a sage? His movements were directly seen, and so were all the sages of the heavens.

"Is that the future emperor of humanity?"

"Junior Sister Nuwa really went all out, even sacrificing her own brother to enter the human race. She's really going all out to obtain the human race's fortune."

Just as everyone was talking, a streak of light suddenly rushed straight towards Fuxi. It was so fast that it arrived in front of Fuxi in the blink of an eye.

"Oh no, the Ancestor of Humanity is going to kill Fuxi."

"What?"

(End of this chapter)