Primordial Era: All-Conceptual-Level Weapon Forging, Whoever Uses It Will Die.

As the Grand Master Xuandu finished casting his shameful and exhilarating magic.

The five lucky audience members held the upgraded rare and precious ingredients and expressed their deepest gratitude.

Zhao Gongming timely used his spatial supernatural powers at the bottom layer of the Heavenly Dao Network.

The five people were safely returned to their original location.

"Alright, thank you so much for your great help, Senior Brother Xuandu!"

Zhao Gongming exchanged a few polite words with the light screen.

"Senior brother, you've worked hard. Go back and rest now."

"Drink more hot water to nourish your body."

The Grand Master Xuandu was granted a general amnesty.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

I don't even want to say a single unnecessary word.

The call was abruptly cut off.

I ended the broadcast at lightning speed and went to a secluded place to shut myself away.

After seeing Xuandu off.

Zhao Gongming looked at the still-popular live stream room.

A mischievous smirk curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Family members, did you enjoy the support magic just now?"

"Next, let's get something exciting going!"

"Please welcome our next guest."

"The head of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Uncle-Master Dijiang!"

hum!

The screen flashed, and the image split in two.

On the other half of the screen.

In an instant, Dijiang's rugged and unrestrained appearance appeared.

And a large face with an arrogant smile.

"Hahaha, Brother Zhao, I'm here!"

Dijiang remained as rugged as ever, and seemed quite cheerful.

He was still fiddling with the tattered stretcher in his hand, waving at the camera.

"Hey guys in the live stream, missed me?!"

Seeing Dijiang's face.

The live stream chat exploded instantly.

The art style suddenly changed, and the screen was filled with horror and confusion.

[Holy crap?! How come it's that old scoundrel?!]

[Run! Hold onto your storage bags! The biggest troublemaker of the primordial era is coming!]

[Immortal Gongming, why are you connecting with him on voice chat?]

This guy has a terrible reputation in the entire prehistoric world!

[He's all about faking accidents and extorting money; even dogs would avoid him!]

Looking at the barrage of negative comments...

Dijiang blushed and coughed awkwardly twice.

Zhao Gongming, however, calmly pressed his hand down.

He explained to the camera.

"Family members, please be patient."

"I know that Uncle-Master Dijiang had a bad reputation in the past, but let's think about it from a different perspective."

"What if Uncle-Master Dijiang used his abstract magical artifacts and rogue spirit for righteous purposes?"

"What if we sent him to deal with those bullies who oppress the kind-hearted?"

"That will absolutely make you all feel refreshed and incredibly happy!"

After these words were spoken, the comments section quieted down slightly.

It seems they are considering this possibility.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Gongming dropped a bombshell.

"And today, I'm going to pull off an unprecedented Lich crossover!"

boom!

The viewers in the live chat were completely bewildered again!

[A Lich collaboration?! What the heck?!]

Aren't the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan mortal enemies, the kind who fight every time they meet? How can they collaborate?

Just as the entire internet was filled with doubt.

hum!

The light screen flashed again and split into three.

In the third scene, Liu Haizhu is seen carrying a cleaver.

Donghuang Taiyi, his face filled with murderous intent!

The images of Donghuang Taiyi and Dijiang are placed side by side.

Although the two disliked each other, they both snorted coldly.

But miraculously, a fight didn't break out!

"Holy crap, I've never seen anything like it! Donghuang and Dijiang are in the same frame!"

Zhao Gongming saw that the atmosphere had been set up properly.

He slammed his hand on the table and announced loudly.

"Family members, starting today..."

"This live stream room has officially launched the 'Primordial Storm' special line!"

"You can imagine yourselves being suppressed without cause by powerful beings from the primordial era."

Tell me about the humiliation!

"However, there must be solid evidence!"

"As long as the evidence is true, I will invite these two top-tier warriors from the primordial era."

"I'll help you punish those high and mighty beings severely!"

"Moreover, I, Zhao Gongming, guarantee this in the name of the sage's personal instruction."

"We will absolutely not allow you to suffer any retaliation!"

These words caused an instant uproar in the live stream!

The cultivators at the bottom of the primordial world have long suffered under the powerful!

When people are bullied, they can only swallow their anger and suffer in silence. Where is there any place to seek justice?

Now, they have Zhao Gongming, a favorite of the Daoist patriarch, backing them up.

With the two killing gods, Donghuang and Dijiang, taking the lead, who wouldn't be excited?!

【Oh, Lord Gongming, the Upright and Just Magistrate!】

I believe in the divine authority; I'll go gather the evidence right away!

Zhao Gongming turned to look at Donghuang Taiyi and Dijiang in the picture and gave them instructions with a smile.

"My two senior uncles, when we encounter our target later, please don't hold back!"

"You must make sure you utilize your abstract magic weapons to their fullest potential!"

"Let's establish some rules for the entire prehistoric world!"

Upon hearing this, Dijiang and Donghuang Taiyi exchanged a glance.

A fervent light of excitement shone in both of their eyes!

"Hahaha, don't worry!"

"Since the beginning of peace in the primordial world."

"My body's practically rusting, I'm so bored I'm practically farting!"

"Finally, I get to beat people up today, it feels great!"

"That was absolutely amazing!"

These two were inherently competitive and belligerent fighters.

Now we can legitimately use abstract magic weapons to disgust people.

That's practically letting a tiger return to the mountains!

……

Zhao Gongming immediately opened the backend.

I started quickly browsing the evidence uploaded by netizens.

Suddenly, his gaze fell upon a pitiful indictment.

"Um?"

Zhao Gongming clicked on it and his brows furrowed instantly.

This is a request for help sent by a cultivator from the East Sea Dragon Clan.

It says that he was flying in the sky perfectly fine a few days ago.

They passed by the vicinity of the Purple Mansion Immortal Court without uttering a sound.

As a result, Dongwanggong suddenly rushed out without saying a word.

He immediately launched a vicious attack on him: Mud Dragon Enters the Sea!

This directly caused the dragon cultivator's private parts to be torn.

His Dao heart collapsed, and he lay in bed for a full half month.

Even now, I still need to hold onto the wall to walk!

After reading the accusation, Zhao Gongming slammed his fist on the table and roared.

"This is outrageous!"

"This is absolutely outrageous!"

He knew all too well how terrifying the Thousand-Year Killing Finger Gauntlet of the Eastern King Duke was!

With that one flick of the finger, let alone the dragons...

Even the Ancestral Witches would be screaming in terror!

"He seriously injured a passerby without cause to satisfy his own perverted desires!"

"They must be severely punished as a warning to others!"

Zhao Gongming immediately connected with the Heavenly Dao Network.

Relying on the low-level permissions previously granted by Master Hongjun.

They directly targeted the Eastern King Duke, who was far away in the Purple Mansion Celestial Court.

"My two senior uncles, the target has been identified. Prepare to receive the guest!"

At this time, Dijiang and Donghuang Taiyi wanted to facilitate their cooperation.

They had already met up on a desolate mountain.

The two were eager to fight and ready for battle.

hum!

Zhao Gongming activated his authority and forcibly swapped spaces!

……

Inside the Purple Palace, the Eastern King sat in a luxurious palace.

A steaming copper hot pot is placed in front of me.

Holding chopsticks, he was dipping a piece of premium tripe into the pot.

As he cooked, he hummed a very pleasant little tune.

"Snowflakes are falling, the north wind is howling"

However, just as he was about to stuff the medium-rare tripe into his mouth...

Swish!

The hot pot in front of me is gone!

The palace is gone!