Primordial Era: Reborn as Fuxi, he opened the heavens with a single stroke!

High above the heavens, a blood-red sword aura pierced the sky and slowly dissipated, but outside Fangzhang Island, the entire East China Sea was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Seeing this scene, Dong Wanggong, riding on auspicious clouds, couldn't help but show a hint of shock after Ye Chen revealed his strength. His hand holding the Chunyang Sword trembled slightly. Although they were both at the Quasi-Saint realm, Ye Chen's magical power was more solid than his own, a Quasi-Saint who had only managed to forcibly sever his good corpse with the power of supreme merit.

The two are like a towering mountain and a cloud pavilion in the sky. They may both appear to be at the Quasi-Saint level, but once they start fighting, they are worlds apart.

"You..."

"Why are you also a quasi-saint?"

The Eastern King Duke exclaimed in disbelief.

How many years have passed since the sermon at Zixiao Palace?

Less than half a century had passed.

He relied on establishing the Celestial Court and obtaining the power of supreme Heavenly Dao merit to sever his good corpse and step into the Quasi-Saint realm.

Only with the favor of Heaven can one enter the realm of Quasi-Saint.

However, the other party has neither established a celestial court nor obtained the power of supreme fortune, nor has he received any heavenly merit, yet he is still at the Quasi-Saint realm.

Furthermore, judging from the other party's quasi-saint aura, which had already been stabilized, he must have entered the quasi-saint realm for at least tens of thousands of years. What kind of talent was this? Dong Wanggong's face turned ashen again. He knew Ye Chen's talent, which was why he came to Fangzhang Island immediately after severing the good corpse, intending to retrieve his two innate spiritual treasures. Who would have thought that the other party would be the first to enter the quasi-saint realm before him?

However, the two have already formed a deep karmic bond, and only a battle is possible!

As the two confronted each other, not only the Eastern King Duke, but also all the innate gods and demons in the entire prehistoric land were somewhat dumbfounded.

The fact that Dongwanggong established the Celestial Court and gained unparalleled merit, thus entering the Quasi-Saint realm, was already incredibly astonishing. Unexpectedly, Ye Chen surpassed him, relying on his own talent to enter the Quasi-Saint realm before Dongwanggong.

In the Thirty-Third Heaven, Emperor Jun Daoist, who was originally confident and ready to watch the show, changed his expression drastically upon seeing this scene. He took a step forward and stared at the direction of Fangzhang Island in the lower realm, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Impossible! How can one sever a corpse without relying on supreme merit, but solely on one's own inherent strength?"

"It's truly unbelievable how terrifying the talent and potential of this Daoist Fuxi are!"

Beside him, Donghuang Taiyi couldn't help but gasp, his face turning somewhat grim. He too had his own pride. Back on Buzhou Mountain, Taiyi thought he had only been a little careless, and that once he reached the Quasi-Saint realm, he could defeat his opponent in one fell swoop.

However, he never expected the other party to have such talent, how could he accept it?

Inside the Sanqing Hall on Kunlun Mountain, even the Taoist Laozi, who had been so confident of victory, became restless. Even the strange phenomenon he manifested, a phantom of the Primordial Taiji Diagram, swayed slightly. The Qingping Sword in the arms of the Tongtian Sect Leader also emitted a sword cry. As for the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, his face was ashen. When the Eastern King Duke used his supreme merit to sever the good corpse, he still boasted that he was the true descendant of Pangu. He was somewhat disdainful of the Eastern King Duke's trickery in slaying the corpse.

However, in the blink of an eye, Ye Chen also revealed his strength. Relying on his understanding of the Three Corpses Dao, he also stepped into the Quasi-Saint realm. This was like a resounding slap in the face of Laozi and the others, making them feel somewhat humiliated.

Furthermore, both being top-tier innate gods and demons, Ye Chen not only far surpasses others in strength, but also possesses profound attainments in the Dao of Destruction and the Dao of the Sword. In the eyes of the Tongtian Sect Master, if the two were to clash, Ye Chen, with his strength at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, would not be able to withstand even a single sword aura from the other.

On Fangzhang Island, Ye Chen stood proudly in the void, his face filled with arrogance. With each step he took, the void trembled slightly. The aura of a Quasi-Saint flowed around him, and the phantoms of the Twelve Heavens appeared and disappeared behind him. The radiance of the Five Elements Dao intertwined into a ring, and the Daoist charm of the Dao of Painting unfolded like a scroll.

Ye Chen did not reply to Dong Wanggong's words, but simply looked at Dong Wanggong calmly, which made Dong Wanggong feel somewhat intimidated.

"Half a century ago, you couldn't withstand a single blow from me. Let me see how much you've improved over the years, daring to come and die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chen raised his hand and waved it, and the Innate Painting Brush appeared.

The Great Way of Painting!

With a flick of his pen, Ye Chen caused the void to split open, and endless phantom worlds surged forth from the crack.

The vast landscape, the sun, moon, stars, and all living things seemed to be a real, boundless world being created with a single stroke of his brush. In an instant, Ye Chen conjured up hundreds and thousands of phantom worlds in the void, carrying the world-destroying power of these worlds, enveloping the Eastern King and the others within them.

"Arrogant!"

Dongwanggong sneered. Seeing Ye Chen use this move again, his expression calmed down: "It's this trick again, Fuxi Daoist. Do you really think I've been wasting my time during this half-Yuanhui?"

Half a century ago, on Fangzhang Island, Ye Chen used this method of creating a world to trap it. However, he was already at the Quasi-Saint realm, and some world phantoms that had been created by relying on the power of the Great Dao of Painting also wanted to trap him.

With a loud shout, Dong Wanggong poured all his quasi-saintly power into the Pure Yang Sword in his hand. He himself was the first manifestation of pure Yang energy in the world, and he cultivated the Pure Yang Dao.

Man and sword become one, the sword light is like the end of the sun, bursting out with pure yang true fire that can burn the nine heavens and ten earths, and slashing towards the endless world phantom. With one sword, mountains and rivers are shattered, the sun and moon collapse, and the world phantom is destroyed by this pure yang true fire.

Seeing this scene, Dong Wanggong couldn't help but laugh out loud, a hint of fighting spirit appearing on his face.

"Taoist Fuxi, I have already experienced your methods; you are utterly vulnerable."

"Bring on whatever other tricks you have up your sleeve!"

Although the power of destruction is one of the ten supreme paths, its pure Yang path is also capable of burning everything to ashes. It remains to be seen who will prevail between the two!

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen smiled slightly. When the Pure Yang Sword was unleashed, the world was already filled with the supreme Yang fire of the Eastern King Duke.

The power of ultimate yang is one aspect of the opposition between yin and yang.

With a flick of Ye Chen's hand, a long river of innate divine water appeared.

In the long river, countless crystal-clear water droplets also shone with boundless innate divine light. Each droplet was interwoven with three colors: golden sunlight, silver moonlight, and purple starlight. The three colors of light flowed endlessly in the water droplets, radiating endless creative energy.

Three Lights Divine Water!

In the primordial world, the most precious of the 129,600 kinds of innate divine waters is said to be the Three Lights Divine Water. It is said that just one drop of it can bring the dead back to life, heal the wounded, and revive the withered trees. Ye Chen used over a thousand drops of Three Lights Divine Water in one go.

Above the nine heavens, the boundless primordial energy of creation floats in the void.

The endless destructive power and the supreme yang fire did not corrode each other; instead, they complemented each other, subtly conveying a sense of rhythm.

"Life and death are opposites, this is called Yin and Yang!"

Ye Chen's voice was not loud, but it seemed like a decree of the heavens. The boundless creative energy contained in the Three Lights Divine Water transformed into a milky white river of creation, spreading out in the void. As for the supreme yang fire unleashed by the Dongwanggong Pure Yang Sword and the boundless destructive power generated when the world was destroyed, they were also transformed into a pitch-black river of destruction under the guidance of the Yin-Yang Great Dao.

Heaven and earth, life and death, creation and destruction, can all be described as the Great Dao of Yin and Yang, and can even be used to set up the Primordial Yin-Yang Grand Array.

In an instant, two completely opposite forces faced each other in the void.

Seeing this, Dong Wanggong's expression changed slightly, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart. He was about to back away when he discovered that the pure yang energy in his body had already been locked and he could not leave.

"Since you're already here, why not stay?"

Ye Chen formed hand seals and gave a soft shout.

"The Primordial Yin-Yang Grand Array!"

"now!"

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