Primordial Era: The Three Senior Brothers of the Taiqing Clan

This is no longer a matter of saving face; it's downright disgraceful!

Soul Devourer's face was contorted with rage, and the bone staff in his hand emitted a terrifying aura as he slammed it down towards Chen Qing. Wherever the bone staff passed, ripples spread through the chaotic space, its power astonishing.

Chen Qing's expression remained unchanged. He raised the Purple Lightning Hammer in his hand, and lightning crackled on the hammer, with the power of law surging as he smashed it towards the bone staff.

However, at that very moment, Chen Qing's expression suddenly changed drastically.

"Boom!"

A tremendous roar erupted, and the bone staff exploded without warning.

A violent fluctuation erupted in the chaotic space, and the chaotic air currents within a radius of millions of miles instantly collapsed and scattered in all directions. A destructive shockwave swept outwards in all directions, crushing everything in its path into nothingness.

This was actually Soul Devourer detonating his own Dao-attaining treasure in a moment of desperation!

On the other side, Tongtian and the others, who were engaged in fierce fighting, sensed this terrifying fluctuation and their expressions changed.

Without the slightest hesitation, Tongtian immediately withdrew the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation and flashed to the edge of the battlefield between Chen Qing and Soul Devourer.

At the same time, Xu Wu and the other two, who had just escaped from the Zhuxian Sword Formation, also arrived.

They were fine—Tongtian was only trying to hold off Xuwu and the others, and Xuwu and the others didn't need to risk their lives for Soul Devouring, so they were all just passively dealing with the situation, and no one really went all out.

After the huge commotion on Chen Qing's side of the battlefield subsided, everyone gasped in shock.

The entire battlefield was now completely empty, and even the omnipresent chaotic energy had vanished without a trace.

In the center of the battlefield stood only a colossal, pitch-black, and terrifyingly grotesque skeleton.

"Uh... this is... mutual destruction?" Void looked at the skeleton of the Chaos Demon God, his eyes burning with fervor, his tone tinged with uncertainty.

Meanwhile, Tongtian anxiously looked around the battlefield. To his disappointment, however, he couldn't find his nephew anywhere.

Suddenly, a wisp of black mist flew out from the remains of the Chaos Demon God, landed on the ground and transformed into a Soul Devouring figure.

At this moment, Soul Eater was in an extremely sorry state. His bones were broken and shattered, and he was even missing an arm. Deep cracks crisscrossed his body, as if he would fall apart at any moment.

The saint's aura was weak and listless; there was no trace of his majesty.

Upon seeing Soul Eater's condition, everyone gasped. Soul Eater's injuries were now extremely severe.

Even a saint would not recover from such a severe injury in a short time. Moreover, they could see that Soul Devourer was now extremely weak.

Upon realizing this, a flicker of uncertainty crossed Void's eyes, as if he were deep in thought. He looked at Tongtian beside him and said, "Fellow Daoist Tongtian, it seems your nephew has perished. What a pity, such a prodigy, killed by that old bastard Soul Devourer."

Although he seemed to be sighing, he couldn't hide the slight smile on his lips.

"Fallen? Perhaps." Tongtian looked at the scene before him and felt the terrifying aftershocks of the explosion, but his heart was actually calmed down a lot.

An explosion of this magnitude was clearly caused by the self-destruction of some magical artifact. However, my nephew has many secrets, and he might be hiding somewhere right now.

His gaze shifted to the wretched Soul Eater, his eyes narrowing as a murderous glint flashed within them.

Regardless of my nephew's fate, this guy is doomed today! Even if it means being surrounded and severely injured by the others, I will leave him here and show them who's in charge on this desolate land!

Thinking of this, a strong killing intent emanated from Tongtian, with four Zhuxian Swords swirling around him, their sword intent soaring to the heavens.

Awakened by the intense killing intent emanating from Tongtian, Soul Devourer's expression changed drastically. In his current state, facing another Saint would be certain death.

Although he is a saint, his primordial spirit, which is entrusted to the Heavenly Dao, will not die completely, but who knows how long he will sleep before he can wake up again?

"Void! I know you're very interested in the remains of this Chaos Demon God behind me. As long as you help me stop Tongtian, this thing is yours!" Seeing that Tongtian was about to make a move, Soul Devourer hurriedly cried for help.

"There's no affection between us; we've only used each other for our own benefit. Now that you're critically injured, why should I make an enemy of the Primordial Saints for your sake?" Void sneered, unmoved.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out: "Today, you are destined to perish here, and no one can stop you!"

Soul Eater's expression changed drastically. However, before he could react, a giant hammer surrounded by purple lightning suddenly appeared behind him, tearing through space and instantly reaching the back of Soul Eater's head.

"No--"

"Pfft—"

The expression on Soul Eater's face froze, and a stream of black blood slid down his forehead. Chen Qing had appeared behind Soul Eater without anyone noticing, and with a single blow, his purple lightning hammer pierced through the wound in Soul Eater's body.

At the same time, a pitch-black, murky chain flew out from Chen Qing's sleeve, coiled around Soul Devourer's body like a venomous snake, and entered his body through the wound.

The turbid and malevolent energy surged in wildly, relentlessly eroding his primordial spirit and defiling his physical body, preventing him from mobilizing the power of the Heavenly Dao to recover.

"How dare you, you brat!" "Stop!"

Xu Wu and the others shouted angrily, but Tong Tian blocked them with his sword.

A mocking smile appeared on Chen Qing's lips. He knew that Soul Devourer was not dead at this moment—how could a saint be killed so easily?

However, Soul Devourer was already at its limit after being repeatedly injured. Now, with its body pierced by its own power and its primordial spirit being eroded by the turbid evil energy, it was powerless to resist.

A cold glint flashed in Chen Qing's eyes, and he slammed down with his purple lightning hammer.

"Bang!"

The Soul Eater's head exploded, turning into a cloud of blood and foam. Immediately afterward, the Turbid Fiend Chains tightened sharply, twisting the Soul Eater's mangled body into several pieces.

However, Soul Devourer was not completely dead at this moment. Instead, he mustered his last strength, and a weak primordial spirit escaped from his mangled body and fled into the distance. At the same time, streams of Heavenly Dao power surged, attempting to heal his injuries.

"Hmph!" Chen Qing's face turned cold, and he slammed down with his purple lightning hammer. The lightning laws and the power of the world intertwined on the hammer, and it smashed hard on that primordial spirit.

The turbid evil chains followed closely, binding the primordial spirit tightly. Under the erosion of the turbid evil energy, the primordial spirit quickly dimmed.

"boom--"

Under the combined onslaught of the Purple Lightning Hammer and the strangulation of the Turbid Fiend Chains, the Soul Devourer's primordial spirit shattered completely, turning into specks of light and dust that dissipated into the chaos.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene. The Sage was dead? The supreme, supposedly immortal Sage had fallen?

In that instant, all the saints from various worlds, whether they were present or not, vaguely sensed the fall of a saint.

In a world no smaller than the primordial world, a rumbling sound suddenly emanated from heaven and earth, as if the heavens and earth were enraged.

Then blood rained down from the sky, plunging the entire world into sorrow. At that moment, countless living beings sensed a profound grief.

In the primordial world, since it wasn't a saint from this world who had perished, there wasn't much of a reaction. However, many powerful beings seemed to vaguely sense something.

In the chaos, Chen Qing stood proudly holding his hammer, watching the Soul Devourer dissipate into the chaos, his face expressionless, as if the hammer blow he had just struck had not killed a saint, but a pig or a dog.

"You bastard!" "You're asking for it!"

The Void and the other two saints came to their senses and flew into a rage.

Powerful attacks were unleashed from their hands, hurtling towards Chen Qing.

The three sages joined forces, their momentum earth-shattering. Even Tongtian, caught off guard, had to temporarily retreat.

However, Chen Qing stood motionless, his gaze calm as still water.

Just as Tongtian was extremely anxious and preparing to rush over to the rescue, Chen Qing made a move.

He roared to the sky, and a powerful aura rose up. A strong world power erupted from his body, and the Three Thousand Great Daos surrounded him. His whole body seemed to be enveloped in the light of the laws, dazzling and radiant.

The purple lightning hammer in his hand shone with boundless lightning, and the turbid evil chains coiled around him like a black guardian dragon.

He faced the attacks of the three sages head-on, advancing instead of retreating, and with one step, an earth-shattering battle erupted once again.