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

Chapter 301 The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Breaks Through the Primordial World, Pangu's True Form Reappears

The voice of the Primordial Celestial Venerable resounded throughout the primordial world, and the Twelve Golden Immortals were so frightened upon hearing it that they almost lost their souls.

Swish swish swish

Get out of there quickly.

"roar--."

Within the Divine Fiend Realm, the twelve human races unleashed their Dharma Body of Heaven and Earth, laughing triumphantly at the heavens in that instant.

"Who else—?"

A roar echoed across the primordial land; the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons could not be killed by anyone other than the demon race.

Suddenly, in that instant, on the primordial land, from the southern immortal volcano, countless phoenixes swept in, their bodies engulfed in raging flames.

Wherever it went, it burned away the power of the Lich King's cataclysm.

"Chirp—".

With a single strike, more than half of the weak cultivators who had reached the Saint level of magic from eight different clans were wiped out.

The Master of Heaven did not answer, but simply smiled slightly.

Rumble.

"Aww—!"

All that could be heard was the Tongtian Sect Leader whispering:

Rumble.

Just at that critical moment, a curtain of light suddenly descended from the sky.

"Damn it, Tongtian, that bastard, he dared to kill your disciples."

"Those who lack the power to enter the Saint realm, break the formation immediately, wait—."

"Master Tongtian, I've heard that his Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation can only be broken by the Seven Sages. Now that you dozens of Sages are joining forces to break the formation, you can destroy him in the blink of an eye."

All that could be seen beneath the primordial wilderness were seven small mountains rising abruptly from the ground, transforming into seven small swords.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation pressed down, leveling several low mountains.

There are many Quasi-Saints among the eight races of the Primordial Era, and many who have attained Sainthood through magical power.

Suddenly, the Tongtian Sect Leader of Penglai Immortal Island emitted a small radiance.

The eight clans' magical powers reached sainthood, and the weakest among them struggled to break the formation. In an instant, the primordial world trembled, and the earth cracked open.

"Pangu's True Form—".

Chirp—.

To break this deadlock, we must find a way to do so. Even if a major calamity were to occur, there would be no chance of survival.

"Is that so? Since he's so stubborn, let's wait and see."

At that moment, the originally dark sky suddenly began to shimmer with light, and bursts of beastly roars swept in.

"Hmph, you're asking for it."

The moment the words left his mouth, a chilling sound came from the depths of the primordial wilderness.

However, there was not much time for Hongjun to think. Before the Zhuxian Sword Formation could be pressed down, it headed straight for the eight clans of the prehistoric world.

"Haha, this is saving us!"

"Hmph, is the Primordial Celestial Venerable still dreaming? The Lich Tribulation and the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation are erupting at the same time. All living beings in the primordial world must face the tribulation, and the saints are no exception."

In the primordial world, there were no Seven Sacred Mountains. Mount Tai was the sacred site of the human race. How could the Tongtian Sect Master destroy it?

"My God,... a dragon has been born?"

"Yes, Heavenly Venerable."

Ow—

"Roar roar roar—".

With no more worries, the Tongtian Sect Leader finally unleashed his full power.

"Hahaha, that's bad. In that case, let's go all out and have a little showdown."

"The eight clans of the primordial world, since you have not yet entered or left the stage of the primordial world, is it bad to live a wicked and miserable life? You insist on coming out and strutting around. If that's the case, today I, the leader, will exterminate your clans."

Suddenly, as if he had grasped something, Hongjun looked sharply at Ye Yang.

Several weak individuals with magical powers reaching the Saint level rushed straight towards the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

In an instant, terrifying screams erupted as sword energy carrying the will of heaven pierced through our defenses and severed our heads.

"Damn it, the Primordial World is about to be destroyed."

Seeing the corpses of the eight clans fall from the sky into the primordial wilderness, all living beings were truly terrified.

The eight great clans of the primordial world fought their way out of the primordial world, and the Chan Sect gained momentum, causing the Jie Sect to suffer repeated defeats.

Although the Zhuxian Sword Formation itself did not exist, but was only created through the catalysis of will, the Tongtian Sect Master, who was in the deeper part of the chaos, had a profound understanding of the Dao of the Sword.

"ah--."

"It's bad, jogging."

Having found the key point, Yuanshi Tianzun whispered a roar:

"Let the Tongtian Sect Leader do as he pleases. I, the Holy One, will protect you with the Earth Book, and the Primordial World will be destroyed."

"Heh, really? We'll see."

The Primordial Celestial Venerable was furious, his eyes turning red. He looked down at Kunlun Mountain and found that the Jade Void Palace was almost completely destroyed, with countless disciples being slaughtered.

"Ancestor of Man, let's just watch the show from outside. He's gone."

"Yes, that's the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, but that's also true, so why is there no trace of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation?"

"The eight clans of the primordial world, you all frequent and enter the primordial world, yet you dare to act so recklessly today! Die!"

Seeing the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation taking shape, we knew there was a way to avoid it.

"How wicked! The eight ancient clans are courting death like this, so you're to blame."

With a long roar, the Tongtian Sect Leader clenched his fist with one hand, and seven terrifying giant swords stood suspended in the air beneath the primordial wilderness.

"Sword, come!"

As they spoke, they pressed down once more, and in an instant, half of the terrifying Kunlun Immortal Palace was leveled.

Suddenly, Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Chaoge City and understood.

*Pfft*

The seven mountains rose from the ground and shot straight down into the sky, transforming into seven giant swords that seemed to pierce the heavens.

In a single sentence, he instantly reminded all living beings in the primordial world that the only way to break the deadlock was to kill the King of Men.

Hongjun, amidst the chaos, also frowned; things were not quite the same.

"A bunch of idiots, do they really think I'm still the same Tongtian Sect Leader?"

"Damn it, when did Tongtian become so terrifying?"

All the saints in the heavens were greatly alarmed and reacted instantly.

A dragon's roar shook the vast, ancient land.

At the critical moment, Zhen Yuanzi arrived, which suddenly increased the pressure on Emperor Wuzu.

"The formation is activated. You eight clans may break through it at will."

"Damn it, damn it—."

All living beings were wiped out on the spot.

The Qilin clan has appeared.

"Seventeen Golden Immortals, wait, split up and head straight for Chaoge City to annihilate the Human King. Wait, the eight clans of the Primordial World, hold off that damned Heavenly God and Demon."

The Tongtian Sect Leader used the power of a sage to unleash the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, and anyone above the level of a sage was bound to die.

All living beings in the primordial world instantly saw hope, and all the saints in the heavens also understood.

"Hmph, Hongjun, do you really think you've got me cornered? Just wait, the battle hasn't even begun yet, and the outcome is still uncertain."

"The eight ancient clans have gone too far in bullying us."

The three races of the primordial era were originally born with the origins of demon gods, and having joined the demon race, their origins were originally on par with Pangu. Although Yuanfeng is dead, her bloodline has been passed down.

Seeing Hongjun's changes and witnessing the battle in the prehistoric world, Ye Yang's expression turned icy, and waves of killing intent were continuously released:

Everything in the sky can be a sword.

"The King of Men, yes, not the King of Men."

"So that's how it is, so that's how it is. The three ancient races have been incorporated into the demon race, and now the Wu race's Heavenly God and Fiend have reappeared. Apart from the demon race, who dares to fight?"

But the moment he finished speaking, Hongjun attacked again, holding Ye Yang back.

*Pfft*

"The Ancestor of Humanity has lost. The eight races of the Primordial World have been reborn, and the Heavenly Gods and Demons will surely perish. Hahaha, the Human King is doomed."

"Hmph, are you afraid of him?"

In the midst of chaos, Hongjun chuckled softly:

With a cry of a phoenix, the Phoenix Clan of the three ancient races emerged from the mountains.

"The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation—"

The power and prestige of the Heavenly Emperor spread once again, and the Primordial Heavenly Lord, who was fighting with the Martial Ancestor Emperor, almost fell to the ground upon seeing this.

"The Dragon Clan has arrived!"

"The Ancestor of Humanity, he's doomed."

But before he could speak, suddenly, the waters of the four seas roared and surged up to a height of ten thousand feet.

Suddenly the sword formation was activated, and all the sword energy burst forth. How could a primordial saint not break through the sword formation that had been tempered by the pressure of the chaotic beast?

Roar--

"Damn it, what kind of sword formation is that? It's terrifying."

(End of this chapter)