Primordial: From a grain of soil to the ancestor of all paths

He only occupied the largest portion, but not the whole thing.

"In the beginning!"

The voice of Taiqing Laozi resounded in the Taichu Consciousness Sea, cold and resolute.

"What you sow today will surely reap tomorrow!"

After saying that, his figure disappeared on the shore of the East China Sea.

Tai Chu seemed oblivious to this, still smiling as he looked down at the vibrant human race below.

But at that moment, three equally vast and boundless saintly pressures descended simultaneously from three directions!
"Tai Chu! You have bewitched Di Jun and disrupted the foundation of my Xuanmen. Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven to cleanse this sect!"

Yuanshi Tianzun, holding the Pangu Banner, strode through the air. With each step he took, chaotic sword energy burst forth beneath his feet, tearing through the void.

Once he became a saint, he could no longer restrain himself and headed straight for the East Sea!

"Amitabha."

“Fellow Daoist Taichu, you have severed my path to the revival of the West. This is a grave cause and effect. Today, my fellow disciple and I have come here for only one matter.”

The figures of Jieyin and Zhunti also appeared on the other side. Jieyin held a twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit, while Zhunti held a seven-treasure tree. The two had suffering on their faces, but their eyes gleamed with undisguised greed.

Zhunti stepped forward and looked directly at Taichu: "The human race has a connection with the West. I ask you, fellow Daoist, to do us a favor and allow us to guide three thousand humans to the Western Paradise to repay the merits of Heaven."

The words were polite, but the divine light emanating from the Seven Treasures Tree had already locked down the entire space within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.

The three great sages of the Heavenly Dao arrived at the East Sea, their goal set on the Primordial Beginning!

This scene caused the entire prehistoric world to boil over.

Saints are immortal and indestructible, acting on behalf of Heaven and upholding the Dao. The three saints joining forces—what a terrifying formation! Even if the Primordial Saint achieves physical sainthood, so what? He is ultimately not a true Primordial Great Luo!
"Fellow Daoists, what a grand display."

Tai Chu finally turned around, facing the oppressive power of the three saints alone, his figure as upright as a pine tree, without yielding in the slightest.

"What? You've just become saints, and you can't wait to come here to show off your laughable arrogance?"

"presumptuous!--"

Yuanshi Tianzun was furious. With a shake of the Pangu Banner, a chaotic sword aura powerful enough to split the heavens and the earth was about to be unleashed!

"Yuanshi, you want to make a move? —"

A clear, aloof, yet domineering female voice came from the heavens.

The figure of Qinglian emerged from the void, holding the Chaos Cauldron in her hand, with the twelve-petaled Pure White Lotus behind her head radiating boundless divine light, and her pair of eyes filled with desire coldly staring at the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.

"If you dare to lay a finger on him, today I will send your saintly cultivation back to chaos!"

"Qinglian!——"

Yuanshi's pupils contracted, filled with apprehension.

Although he had become a saint, he still had no chance of winning against this terrifying being who controlled the will of Pangu.

"Hmph! Fellow Daoist Qinglian, this is an internal matter of our Xuanmen, and has nothing to do with you!" Zhunti's eyes darted around, and he immediately spoke up, "Tai Chu disrupted our foundation for proving the Dao. The three of us are only here today to demand an explanation. Why must you interfere, Fellow Daoist?"

"His affairs are my affairs!"

Qinglian answered crisply and decisively.

Just as the four Saint-level warriors were locked in a standoff, the atmosphere reached its peak of tension.

"Boom!"

Above the thirty-three heavens, the South Gate of the Heavenly Court opened wide.

A massive army of hundreds of millions of demons stood arrayed, their boundless demonic energy gathering into clouds that blotted out the sky and sun.

Di Jun, dressed in an imperial robe and wearing a flat-topped crown, holding the Hetu Luoshu, stood side by side with Taiyi, who held the Chaos Bell, and the demon master Kunpeng at the front of the formation.

Di Jun's voice, filled with supreme majesty, resounded throughout the primordial world.

"By order of Fellow Daoist Taichu!"

"From this day forward, our Demon Clan Heavenly Court will protect the human race!"

"Three sages, if you wish to make a move here, you must first consult the billions of demons of my Heavenly Court, consult the River Chart and Luo Book in my hands, and consult my second brother's Chaos Bell!"

This statement shocked the entire world!

The expressions on the faces of Yuanshi, Jieyin, and Zhunti instantly turned extremely ugly.

The Heavenly Court of the Demon Race!

They actually stood firmly on the side of Taichu!
This is no longer a simple internal strife within the Xuanmen sect, or a conflict with the Didao sect.

This is a full-scale confrontation between the Heavenly Sage and the Earthly Dao and the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race, two top forces in the primordial world!

At the heart of all this, there remains that figure in white, as pure as snow, with an air of nonchalance.

But the matter is not over yet.

Just when everyone thought this was the final outcome.

A will that was even more vast, more benevolent, yet imbued with supreme majesty, slowly rose from the depths of the underworld, enveloping the entire coastline of the East China Sea.

The voice of Houtu resounded in the primordial spirits of all living beings.

"The human race was enlightened by the Primordial Daoist, and can be considered as half a descendant of Pangu."

"Anyone who dares to touch them is an enemy of my Witch Clan and my Underground Path!"

The moment the words fell, twelve towering, earth-shattering phantom banners of the Heavenly Divine Fiend Array slowly appeared around the ancestral land of the human race. A terrifying aura of annihilation locked onto the three saints, Yuanshi, Jieyin, and Zhunti!
The Heavenly Court is our shield, the Witch Clan is our spear!
The Lord of the Underground Realm personally intervened!
Above the East China Sea, the killing intent was as solid as a tangible substance.

As Houtu's will descended, the phantom of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation appeared. The terrifying pressure originating from Pangu's fierce aura caused the three newly promoted saints, Yuanshi, Jieyin, and Zhunti, to change color.

This is no longer a simple standoff; it is the prelude to war!
The Lord of the Earth, in alliance with the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan, along with the unfathomable Azure Lotus and the Primordial Being himself who achieved sainthood in his physical body.

This power is enough to shake the entire Heavenly Dao!
"Houtu!" Yuanshi Tianzun's voice was extremely gloomy. "As a descendant of Pangu, you ally with the demon race and oppose the Xuanmen. Aren't you afraid of bringing shame upon your father?"

He attempted to suppress Houtu by invoking the righteousness of Pangu.

However, he was met with an even colder response from Houtu.

"All I know is that Fellow Daoist Taichu has given my Wu Clan a second life, and the human race is blessed by the legacy of Pangu. Anyone who dares to harm them will be annihilated, body and soul, even the saints!"

These words were firm and unequivocal, leaving no room for negotiation.

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance, their expressions growing even more bitter. They had intended to take this opportunity to launch an attack, forcing Taichu to hand over the human race, and even demanding some benefits to compensate for the losses in the West.

But now, let alone any benefits, they even sensed a crisis of impending doom!

The phantom of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation is no mere decoration! Once it solidifies and summons the true form of Pangu, even for just a moment, it would be enough to knock any one of them down from their sainthood!
"Amitabha."

With his hands clasped together, Jieyin was the first to declare, "Since both the Earthly Path and the Heavenly Court wish to protect the human race, once this matter is settled, my fellow monk and I will not trouble you any further."

As he spoke, he tried to pull Zhunti away.

"Want to leave? —"

A more indifferent yet supremely majestic voice came from the Taiqing Palace high above the nine heavens.

Taiqing Laozi!

Although he did not appear in person, his will had firmly locked onto everyone present.

“What happened today began in the beginning, and will end in the same way.”

“My three junior brothers, you only need to stand by and watch. I want to personally meet this Fellow Daoist Taichu.”

As soon as he finished speaking, an ancient and profound array diagram slowly unfolded from the void, instantly covering the entire coast of the East China Sea.

Within that array, earth, fire, water, and wind surged, and the yin and yang energies circulated, resembling a primordial, chaotic world.

It is the Taiji Diagram, the supreme treasure of Laozi's enlightenment!
He actually intends to fight against the Primordial Chaos all by himself!

Furthermore, Qinglian, Houtu, the Heavenly Court, as well as Yuanshi and the two Western Saints, were all trapped in this world formed by the Taiji Diagram, so that they could only watch and could not interfere!

What domineering power! What confidence!
"Brother!——"

The Primordial Celestial Venerable was both surprised and delighted.

Qinglian frowned slightly. The Chaos Cauldron hummed, but she found that the world formed by the Taiji Diagram was self-contained, with Yin and Yang cycling endlessly. Even the Chaos Cauldron could not break it in a short time.

Houtu's will was also isolated. The phantom of the Dutian Divine Array flickered for a moment before finally dissipating. In the world, only the wills of Taichu and Taiqing Laozi remained, facing each other head-on in this chaotic world evolved from the Taiji Diagram.

“In the beginning, now, no one can help you.”

The figure of Taiqing Laozi coalesced in the center of the array diagram. He held a whisk, stood on a golden bridge, and had a pagoda on his head, as if he were the only ruler of heaven and earth.

"Does this humble Taoist priest need help?"

Tai Chu laughed, looking around at the surging earth, fire, water, and wind, his expression unchanged. "Fellow Daoist, you used the treasure of proving the Dao to create a world and trap me. Aren't you afraid that this treasure will be damaged and harm your foundation as a sage?"

"It's enough to hurt you."

Taiqing Laozi said no more and flicked his whisk lightly.

The three thousand silver threads transformed into three thousand Great Dao Laws, each law condensing into a chain, weaving together a net that enveloped the Primordial Beginning.

This is the power of a sage; his words become law, and in a single thought, he can mobilize the power of the Heavenly Dao to seal everything away!
Tai Chu neither dodged nor avoided. He took a deep breath, and the primordial Daoist energy flowed around his physical body. A blurry phantom of a demon god appeared behind him.

He threw a punch!
Simple, direct, and domineering!
Pure physical strength, without any laws involved, yet it stirred the earth, fire, water, and wind of this chaotic world, moving with his fist!

boom!
The fist clashed violently with the vast net of laws.

There was no earth-shattering roar, only the most primal annihilation.

The chains of the Three Thousand Laws crumbled inch by inch!
Fine bloodstains appeared on Tai Chu's fist, and golden blood dripped down, only to be instantly evaporated by his powerful qi and blood.

have equal shares!

Taiqing Laozi's pupils suddenly contracted.

Although he did not use his full strength in this attack, he still used 30% of his saintly power, which was enough to easily suppress any quasi-saint.

But Tai Chu actually withstood it with pure physical strength!

"Your physical body is actually this strong?"

"Your 'Dao' is nothing more than this."

Before Tai Chu finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Taiqing Laozi and threw another punch straight at his face!

Fast! It’s almost as fast as it can be!
Even as a sage, Laozi Taiqing only had time to hold his whisk across his chest.

clang!
A deafening roar, like the sound of a great bell, finally exploded in this world.

The Tai Chi Golden Bridge beneath Taiqing Laozi's feet shook violently, and his body was forced back three steps by the punch!
With each step, the chaotic world beneath our feet trembled violently!

Tai Chu was also shaken by the sage's Daoist aura contained in the whisk, causing his blood and qi to surge and his body to retreat a hundred miles.

"happy!--"

Tai Chu steadied himself, not surprised but delighted, his fighting spirit soaring to its peak!

After achieving physical sainthood, he had always lacked a worthy opponent. Today's battle against Taiqing would be the perfect opportunity to test the limits of his combat power!

"Again!—"

He roared, his figure transforming into a streak of light, his fists striking out like a raging storm towards Taiqing Laozi.

"I am a descendant of Pangu, born in the primordial world, cultivating the Way of Non-Action, emphasizing tranquility and naturalness. Today, I will show you what true Non-Action is!"

Faced with the raging onslaught of the Primordial Chaos, Taiqing Laozi closed his eyes, as if he had merged with this chaotic world.

The fist of the Primordial One, though clearly aimed at his face, seemed to have hit nothing, passing right through his body.

He seemed to exist outside of this time and space, yet he was omnipresent.

"Use softness to overcome hardness, and stillness to control movement?"

Tai Chu raised an eyebrow, but his attack became even more ferocious.

He was no longer limited to fists and feet. He unleashed the God-Slaying Spear, the Fangtian Halberd, and the Xuan Yuan Heavy Hammer, one after another, transforming them into a sky full of divine light, attacking Taiqing from all directions without any blind spots.

However, all the attacks failed.

Taiqing's figure was like a reflection in the water, scattering at the slightest touch, only to coalesce again in the next moment.

"Tai Chu, your power, though strong, is ultimately brute force. Before the true 'Dao,' you are utterly vulnerable." The voice of Tai Qing Lao Zi echoed from all directions.

"Yeah?--"

Tai Chu sneered, put away all his magical treasures, stood still, and closed his eyes as well.

His fighting spirit and killing intent vanished without a trace in an instant.

Instead, it possesses an aura that is more ancient, more desolate, and more domineering.

He opened his right hand, and in his palm, the hazy, world-destroying millstone phantom reappeared.

"Fellow Daoist's 'Wuwei' is indeed profound. Unfortunately, my Dao is 'End'."

"Everything has a beginning and an end. What will remain of your Tao of Nature and your tranquility and inaction before this end?"

As the words of the Primordial One faded, the Great Millstone of Annihilation slowly began to turn.

An invisible force of destruction began to spread.

This chaotic world, evolved from the Tai Chi diagram, saw its originally ever-flowing elements of earth, fire, water, and wind begin to become disordered, volatile, and even devour each other.

The Yin and Yang energies ceased to circulate and instead began their most intense collision!
Taiqing Laozi's expression finally changed!

He discovered that his control over this world was being rapidly eroded!
In the beginning, he was not attacking him, but rather erasing the very foundation of his "Tao" from its very root!

"The Great Moment of Destruction!"

Taiqing Laozi uttered four words slowly and deliberately, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

"good!--"

Tai Chu opened his eyes, a cold smile curving his lips.

"The game is over."

He suddenly activated the world-destroying millstone!
Click!Click!
The entire chaotic world groaned in agony, as massive spatial rifts, like hideous scars, appeared in the sky and on the earth.

The figure of Taiqing Laozi, who was in harmony with the world, was forcibly brought out. A trace of golden holy blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the light of the Xuanhuang Pagoda above his head dimmed a bit.

The Tai Chi symbol is his most precious companion, connected to his very origin.

He felt the pain of the damaged array world as well!
"you!--"

Taiqing Laozi pointed at Taichu, speechless with shock.

For the first time, he directly experienced the terror of a Chaos Treasure. Even though this World-Destroying Millstone was only half intact, it was still an unparalleled existence that surpassed even the Innate Treasures!

Just as Taichu was preparing to break through this world completely in one fell swoop.

An imposing, cold, and irresistible will descended.

It’s Hongjun!

"Enough!"

Two words, yet they contain the final judgment of Heaven.

An invisible force forcibly separated the two opposing figures and smoothed over the chaotic world that was about to shatter.

The Tai Chi diagram flashed with light, carrying the figure of Laozi, and disappeared.

Taichu was also sent back to the shores of the East Sea by a gentle yet irresistible force.

The three saints who were originally trapped, as well as the Heavenly Court and Qinglian, have all regained their freedom.

Clearly, Hongjun did not want to see the sage perish, nor did he want to see Taichu completely trample the reputation of the Xuanmen that he had painstakingly built up.

This epic battle between sages that shook the primordial world ended with the Dao Ancestor personally intervening!
Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, gave Taichu a deep look, and without saying a word, turned and returned to Kunlun.

Jieyin and Zhunti ran faster than anyone else, fearing that Taichu would come after them again.

Qinglian approached Taichu and asked with concern, "Are you alright?" (End of Chapter)