Primordial Era: The Three Senior Brothers of the Taiqing Clan

Zhunti was also puzzled as to what those four clones were.

It's practically impossible to sever the three corpses' clones. Chen Qing is only at the Great Luo realm, and there are only three three corpse clones in total. How can four of them suddenly appear out of nowhere?

Even more outrageous is that even after breaking through the Apricot Yellow Banner's defenses, the impact on their physical bodies felt like hitting a Primordial Spiritual Treasure. Their physical strength is practically on par with those Wu Clan guys, isn't it? Are they practicing dual cultivation of body and magic?

Five figures clashed fiercely in the void, sending waves of intense energy ripples outwards.

Chen Qing's four clones were empowered by the power of the world, pushing the spiritual treasures in their hands to their limits. Flames, lightning, and spatial power, enhanced by their respective Great Daos, all blasted towards Zhunti.

At the same time, Chen Qing's main body wasn't idle either. He grabbed the Qiankun Cauldron above his head, and all 840 million particles within his body exerted their power simultaneously, unleashing a terrifying surge of world power upon his entire body. That aura rose up, even stronger than that of Zhunti.

He swung the Qiankun Cauldron and smashed it fiercely towards Zhunti.

The combat power of a Quasi-Saint and a Primordial Golden Immortal was already terrifying. At this moment, the shockwaves from their battle erupted completely, shaking the entire prehistoric land.

The powerful figures who were living in seclusion in various places all cast their divine senses over, and after seeing the two sides fighting, they all gasped in shock.

They knew Zhunti Daoist. That incident at Zixiao Palace, where he snatched the prayer mat, was shameless as it may have been, but to be accepted as a disciple by Hongjun Daozu and granted a saintly position, his abilities were certainly not lacking. In the entire prehistoric world, there were very few who dared to claim a sure victory over him.

As for Chen Qingdao on the other side, although he was somewhat unfamiliar to most people, the powerful figures in Zixiao Palace who had heard his teachings still recognized him.

However, despite recognizing him, everyone's impression of him was merely that of a disciple of Laozi, one of the Three Pure Ones, and a lucky junior. Although they knew he possessed a supreme innate treasure, he was, in the end, still a junior.

Although he had fought Donghuang Taiyi at Buzhou Mountain before, he only managed to defend himself for a short time with the Qiankun Cauldron. It was too short, and not many people really took him seriously.

But what they were seeing now left everyone speechless. This junior disciple in their eyes was actually dominating the veteran expert, Daoist Zhunti, all the way!

In the Heavenly Court, Donghuang Taiyi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He hadn't forgotten the time when Chen Qing had killed his demon generals and severely injured the Demon Saint Yingzhao outside the demon clan's main camp. Although he knew the kid was strong, he hadn't expected him to be this powerful now.

Many people stared intently at Chen Qing, who was a treasure trove, especially at the Qiankun Cauldron in his hand.

Of course, everyone was also very interested in his method of incarnation and the mysterious power that could be bestowed upon him, making him comparable to a quasi-saint.

They might be interested, but they wouldn't dare to actually steal it.

Even disregarding the fact that Chen Qing is the eldest disciple of Laozi of Taiqing, with the three great masters of the Three Pure Ones standing behind him, even with the combat power he has shown so far, few people would dare to say that they can easily defeat him.

On the battlefield, Zhunti became increasingly frustrated and angry as the battle progressed.

Dealing with those four clones was already a headache enough, but now the main body has come up to kill him, carrying the innate treasure Qiankun Cauldron, and the fluctuations of its magical power are even stronger than his.

Is there no justice in this world? Is he a quasi-saint, or is this kid a quasi-saint? Whose realm is higher?

The attacks from those four clones were manageable. Even if he couldn't dodge them, taking one or two hits would only result in minor injuries, which he could recover from quickly with his magical power.

But if this kid were to hit me with the Qiankun Cauldron, it wouldn't be a joke.

Just look at his current golden body, which was originally radiant and dignified, but is now covered with cracks, all caused by the Qiankun Cauldron smashing it.

Although the Qiankun Cauldron wasn't a treasure particularly adept at attack, the inherent hardness of a primordial treasure far surpassed that of a top-grade primordial spiritual treasure. That hardness, combined with Chen Qing's ridiculously powerful magic, caused a crack to appear in his golden body when the cauldron struck him.

Zhunti's heart was bleeding. He had poured countless efforts and rare treasures into refining this sixteen-foot golden body, polishing it to its current state. If it were truly shattered, the loss would be immense!

He tried to call a halt, but Chen Qing on the other side gave him no chance. The Qiankun Cauldron slammed down one after another, and the four clones coordinated perfectly, giving him no room to breathe.

On the other side, Jieyin noticed his junior brother's predicament and became anxious. A twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit appeared beneath his feet, and he was about to lend a helping hand.

Just then, an immense pressure came from the side.

Jieyin turned his head and saw that Laozi had somehow summoned the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, with the pagoda on his head and the Taiji Diagram in his hand, looking at him indifferently.

A bitter feeling welled up in Jieyin's heart.

How unfair is the way of heaven! Look at the luxurious equipment worn by the master and apprentice opposite, and then look at your own brothers. It's like the difference between a billionaire and a beggar!

The bitterness on Jieyin's face deepened.

Lao Tzu felt incredibly pleased at that moment. His disciple's abilities made him, as the master, proud.

He sensed it too; many powerful beings in the primordial world were eyeing the spiritual treasures on his disciple's body. But so what?

With the Three Pure Ones protecting Chen Qing, who would dare to touch him? Besides, their own disciple's skills are quite formidable; ordinary people are no match for him. Even if they encounter a powerful enemy, he can hold out for a while, giving the three of them enough time to arrive.

Zhunti was struggling to hold on, and it was clear that his sixteen-foot golden body had been mostly shattered.

Although Jieyin was extremely anxious, he dared not move an inch. He could sense that if he made a single move, Laozi on the other side would unhesitatingly unleash the Taiji Diagram.

He knew he was no match for Taiqing Laozi if he were to fight him alone. Rather than get bogged down in a bitter battle, it was better to remain still.

"Break it!"

With a roar, Chen Qing slammed the Qiankun Cauldron in his hand down with immense force.

"boom--"

Zhunti's sixteen-foot golden body shattered completely, turning into a sky full of golden light and dissipating. Zhunti was forced back to his original form, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Chen Qing looked at Zhunti, who was spitting blood, and smiled as he stepped back a distance. His four clones also stopped and stood on either side of him.

He felt completely satisfied after the battle. He felt that it was about time; if he continued fighting, he might push Zhunti to the brink and force him to fight to the death.

When a top-tier expert fights with their life on the line, it's no easy feat. The scene of Hongyun's self-destruction is still vivid in my mind; anyone who has been through that devastating power knows what it's like.

Besides, what old guy doesn't have a few trump cards up his sleeve? He didn't want to take a few hard hits. So he made a quick decision and quit while he was ahead.

As Zhunti felt the injuries on his body and looked at the completely destroyed golden statue, he could not suppress the anger in his eyes.

This battle was incredibly frustrating. The opponent simply unleashed a barrage of powerful artifacts from start to finish, leaving him completely stunned.

Just as he was about to risk everything after his golden body was shattered, the other party retreated with a smile.

The feeling of pent-up frustration instantly caused a mouthful of blood to rush to his throat.

Seeing Zhunti's distressed expression, Chen Qing smiled and cupped his hands in thanks, saying, "I must thank Fellow Daoist Zhunti for his hospitality."

He didn't care what Zhunti thought. Since he had already offended him, he didn't care about offending him a little more.

Just as Zhunti was about to erupt in anger, two streaks of light flashed in the distance, and Tongtian's voice rang out first:

"Hahaha, Little Qing'er, I was wondering where you two, master and disciple, had gone. Turns out you were fighting here! You didn't even call your uncle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two figures landed beside Laozi, namely Tongtian and Yuanshi.

Chen Qing withdrew his avatar, walked over with a smile, and bowed deeply: "Chen Qing greets my two senior uncles."

Yuanshi nodded and said, "Not bad, you haven't disgraced the Three Pure Ones of Pangu. However, you must never be arrogant or complacent in the future, for the Dao has no limits."

"Yes, I will follow your teachings, Second Uncle."

Tongtian was much simpler. He patted Chen Qing on the shoulder and said with a smile, "You did a great job this time, but there's one thing I have to criticize you for. If your avatar used an array, its power would be even greater. Go back and learn the array techniques your uncle taught you."

Chen Qing nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I will study it carefully when I get back."

Laozi smiled at Chen Qing and casually said, "Not bad."

However, he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

His own disciple was able to beat Zhunti, a quasi-saint, into such a state, which was a great honor for him. Didn't this prove that his disciples were very effective?

While the Three Pure Ones were beaming with joy, the other two, Jieyin and Zhunti, were in a much worse state.

Jieyin looked at Zhunti, whose face was full of resentment, shook his head, offered a few words of simple comfort, and the two were about to leave.

Just then, a voice came from behind—

"Did you two forget something?"

It was Chen Qing. He saw the two trying to leave and was somewhat displeased. They hadn't received the promised innate spiritual treasure yet; how could he let them leave like this?

Zhunti whirled around, glaring at Chen Qing with fury practically spitting fire in his eyes, and said, enunciating each word clearly, "Daoist Chen Qing, don't go too far!"

Chen Qing sneered, looking at Zhunti with disdain: "You promised a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure, what, are you going back on your word?"

He paused, then said, "Or you can choose either a one-on-one fight or a group fight. A one-on-one fight means the two of you take on the four of us. A group fight means the four of us take on the two of you."

Tongtian looked over cooperatively, his eyes full of eagerness.

Zhunti was about to say something when Jieyin stopped him. Jieyin gave Chen Qing a deep look, then waved his hand and tossed over a magical treasure.

Chen Qing took it and saw that it was a mirror, a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure. Sensing the Great Dao Laws contained within it, he curled his lip in disdain.