Create a world of low martial arts from ancient times

Fortunately, there were many Great Luo Immortals present at this moment, and they immediately stepped in to separate them. At this critical moment, even Taiyi had to take action.

If they were to actually fight each other, how would these Great Luo Taiyi cultivators watch the live broadcast of the Hunyuan Battle?

Although Taiyi couldn't understand it, not understanding it was one thing, and not being able to see it was another.

Kong Xuan and Seng Zhengti were eventually separated, but both were still angry. This future Peacock King and the disciple who was suspected to be under the two Western Saints were bound to fight again once they returned to the prehistoric world.

No, they are already fighting fiercely in the eighth dimension. After all, this place is only an avatar, and their true bodies are still located in the eighth dimension.

However, they were still restrained and did not dissolve this clone, clearly wanting to see the prowess of these Primordial Chaos cultivators in battle.

At this moment, the Heavenly Emperor was using indescribable Daoist techniques. If classified according to Luo Zu's nine-tier immortal techniques, this would already be considered an eighth-tier immortal technique. However, Luo Zu could not explain the specific classification, since he was not a Hunyuan.

He could see this level of power, but he couldn't touch it; if he tried, he would be reduced to ashes.

You're joking. Even if you're hit by a Hunyuan Dao technique in the Great Luo realm, you won't die. At most, you'll be half-dead and crippled all day.

Luo Zu smacked his lips, still analyzing the Heavenly Emperor's Primordial Dao Method and Primordial Dao Proof Method in his mind.

People always thought that the Heavenly Emperor achieved Hunyuan through the Primordial River Luo Formation, but now he has overturned it. Moreover, judging from the current situation, his Hunyuan Daoist method is really not like the Primordial River Luo Formation.

Its Daoist magic suppressed this chaotic area with an invisible force, causing the Daoist magic cast by the five Hunyuan of the Wu Clan to be suppressed.

However, after becoming the riddle master, the Heavenly Emperor no longer explained how he attained enlightenment, leaving everyone to guess.

"Di Jun, today is your death day!" Gonggong, the Ancestral Witch, roared. His Ancestral Witch Dharma Form unfolded in the chaos, and the surging waters of the Bitter Sea gathered countless water sources, thus submerging this chaos.

The Heavenly Emperor's magic was also broken.

"A sea of ​​suffering," the Heavenly Emperor sighed.

He seemed to regret it somewhat.

Perhaps they regretted not taking control of the Sea of ​​Bitterness sooner, allowing the Witch Clan to seize it first.

"We've been winning all these years, but we've really been careless," the Heavenly Emperor sighed again.

Then the enormous form of the three-legged golden crow crashed directly into the form of the ancestral witch Gonggong.

"Today I will extinguish your great sun fire!" shouted Gonggong, the ancestral witch.

boom!
The entire chaos was stirred up like a vast ocean with towering, raging waves.

Chaos should not have this characteristic; it should be nothing. However, under the blessing of these primordial laws, it has undergone countless changes, even giving rise to the bizarre phenomenon that is almost a material universe.

Yes, this is a kind of "abnormality". Otherwise, how can one explain such a change that transcends the concept of the Great Luo? Unless one creates the world from chaos and opens up a multiverse, chaos would not undergo such a change.

It's just that Hunyuan is too powerful, and even Chaos has no choice but to submit.

Moreover, under this "abnormal" change, even the "vision" of Luo Zu and other Great Luo Immortals was obscured, making it impossible for them to see the battle from across the ages in the Netherworld.

However, at this moment, the Netherworld and the Yellow Springs were completely silent, as if the Goddess Houtu wanted to give this battlefield to the Ancestral Witch Gonggong, giving Him a chance to shine.

Dang Dang Dang!
Just then, three bell tolls echoed in Luo Zu's ears.

"The Eastern Emperor is here!" The Great Luo Immortals were completely in the dark at this moment, having no idea what the situation was like on the battlefield. Upon hearing the familiar sound, they made their own guesses.

After all, how could this battle between the Lich King and the Demon King be complete without the Heavenly Emperor's own brother, the Eastern Emperor?

Everyone felt that He might be late, but He would definitely arrive.

Now the Heavenly Emperor is in imminent danger, and the five Hunyuan are joining forces to suppress him. Although He has some tricks up his sleeve, how can He truly defeat the five Hunyuan?

The bell rang three times and then stopped abruptly, leaving everyone completely bewildered as to what was going on.

The Lich and the Lich have stopped fighting?
However, the suffocating power of the terrifying Great Luo Primordial Dao Technique still rushed towards them, showing no sign of abating.

Dang Dang Dang!
The bells rang again, accompanied by a shout: "Stop harming my Father God!"

It turned out that it wasn't the Eastern Emperor who arrived, but rather the Golden Crow Crown Prince who rushed out of the ruins of the Zhou Tian Star Array carrying a phantom of a golden bell.

Good prince, good golden bell! It turns out that this golden bell is a clone of the Eastern Emperor Bell, which was given to the Golden Crow Crown Prince for protection. Now it has been activated by Him.

"Father God, I have been waiting."

The other little golden crows also rallied to their aid, unleashing the defensive clones of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"You all! Go back!" The Heavenly Emperor was not pleased or gratified at the sight of this scene; instead, he was greatly alarmed.

Then Luo Zu felt the once silent Netherworld Yellow Springs stir, stirring up the boundless sea of ​​suffering and the chaotic spectacle of raging sun fire, revealing the true situation within.

Dang Dang Dang!
There are seven Eastern Emperor Bells lying across the middle, all of which resemble the real and true primordial treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell.

They echoed continuously, dissolving the invisible power that Dijiang Zhujiuyin had exerted upon this place, intending to rescue the Heavenly Emperor who was imprisoned here.

But as the Netherworld Yellow Springs seemed like a cold, ethereal divine sword slashing into this place, in an instant, all seven clones of the Eastern Emperor Bell vanished, turning into nothingness.

"What excellent swordsmanship!" Luo Zu couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

Although this sword technique is not earth-shattering or awe-inspiring, and even Luo Zu did not see it clearly, it is definitely the pinnacle of all sword techniques practiced in this era.

Who would have thought that the seemingly unassuming Empress Houtu possessed such swordsmanship, and that she could unleash it directly from the vast and magnificent Netherworld Yellow Springs?

True skill lies in simplicity, and true craftsmanship lies in simplicity; if it is not so, then so be it.

Luo Zu sighed repeatedly, then continued to watch the aftermath of the battle.

Now that the Eastern Emperor Bell clones on the Golden Crow Princes have all been destroyed, this may be one of the Witch Clan's goals. Otherwise, why would the Goddess Houtu go to such great lengths to control the Netherworld and Yellow Springs and unleash her peerless sword technique? Isn't that like using a cannon to kill a mosquito?

The only thing that puzzled Luo Zu was that Hou Tu Niangniang only destroyed the seven illusory images of the Eastern Emperor Bell, but did not harm the seven Golden Crow Princes. Perhaps she did not want to bully the weak, or perhaps she had other purposes.

Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da!
Then, nine bells rang in succession, and the fiery clouds, yellow waters, and discontinuous chaos were all pushed away by an invisible force, as if a giant hand was pushing these "things" away.

But after they were pushed aside, a whole new world emerged from within.

This world contains everything that should exist in the primordial world, but the era is wrong; it is the ancient, primordial era.

At this moment, the Emperor was sorting out the chaotic principles of the world. As if sensing that someone was "watching," He raised His head and met the gaze of all those who were observing. (End of Chapter)