He was invincible from the beginning of the Heaven-Covering Era.

boom!

This sword pierced through the network of divine chains of order, reached the heavens, and then exploded with a deafening roar.

The world is full of wonders, and countless scenes of mortals appear here, men and women, young and old, emperors and generals, countless lives, countless emotions, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, birth, aging, sickness and death, all of which are transformed into the Dao and manifested here.

Saint Chenyuan was permeated by the emotions of all living beings, and the sorrow in his heart was diluted by countless emotions, greatly reducing the power of his Sorrowful Fist, which no longer possessed that invincible momentum.

Countless strange lights surged up in front of Zhou Qing, possessing both the power of the Myriad Transformations Sacred Technique to transform all secret arts into mortal ones, and the power of the Myriad Spirits Transformation Dao to return all secret arts to their origin, transforming them into the Dao principles of heaven and earth that no one can control.

Bang

!

A tremendous force broke through the chain of divine order of the Sorrowful Fist and slammed into Saint Chenyuan, sending him flying. He coughed up blood, his entire body covered in blood, and he was almost killed.

"Did you forge the King's Death Knell when you were young?" Zhou Qing suddenly asked.

"No, that junior took a different path, no less than I was in my youth. It's just a pity he lacked luck and a bit of opportunity, so he couldn't break through to the Saint realm." Saint Chen Yuan's body shone with divine light, and he recovered from his injuries in no time, but his blood and energy were also depleted.

Zhou Qing nodded slightly. The sage has his own pride. If he says it's not true, then it's not true. The Dao principles within the King's Death Bell and the Sorrowful Fist both belong to the seven emotions and six desires. Perhaps the king who embarked on this path was influenced by the scriptures left by the sage before him.

"Why waste words with him? Our ancestor was sent flying by a Kunpeng as soon as he was born. Now the two are fighting somewhere. We should hurry up and kill this kid in front of us to help our ancestor!"

The remaining Saint King had a deep, dark gaze, like two black holes embedded in his eye sockets. The moment he spoke, he brought a chilling, murderous aura to the world.

"Saint Tianyuan, a saint from the same era as our ancestor, personally participated in the battle to annihilate the Taiyin lineage, and was invincible!" A group of elders below looked at this saint with fervor, almost kneeling down immediately.

Zhou Qing suddenly turned his head to look at the Heavenly Abyss Saint, and said in a cold voice, "You once personally slaughtered the people of the Taiyin Empress?"

Saint Tianyuan let out a ghostly sneer. Suddenly, a vast sea of ​​lightning appeared around him, stretching as far as the eye could see. The thunder roared, making people's scalps tingle, as if they were facing a heavenly tribulation.

At the edge of the sea of ​​thunder, a black sun slowly rose. It was enormous and boundless, filling the sky. Countless strands of dark light intertwined to form black chains of divine order, piercing through the void.

This sun was formed entirely from the sacred power of the moon. A single ray of its light was enough to easily kill a powerful being. The black sun was even more threatening to saints, and ordinary saints would be directly annihilated!

"Back in the day, I personally slaughtered a Taiyin Saint. Oh, you know, that skull over there. I tortured him for forty-nine days, hoping to use the resentment of a saint to forge an unparalleled saint weapon that far surpasses ordinary saint weapons. But I didn't expect it to backfire, and I can't forge it anymore," Tianyuan Saint sneered.

"You're courting death!" Zhou Qingqiang shouted as he unleashed a sword strike, the light of which illuminated eternity in an instant!

The moment the sword was drawn, the mountains and rivers paled in comparison, and the murderous aura soared into the sky, staining the entire world blood-red.

boom!

With a casual flick of his wrist, the Heavenly Abyss Saint unleashed a cloud of Dao traces that pierced through the sword light, obliterating it completely.

“Young man, your ability to fight Chen Yuan despite being of a higher level has already exceeded my expectations. Do you know that Chen Yuan was once an unparalleled genius? If he hadn’t had problems with his enlightenment back then, he wouldn’t have chosen to seal himself off. Your combat strength is not to be underestimated, but your realm is too low. How can a half-saint compare to a saint king? Even if I am old and frail, you are still no match for me,” Tianyuan Saint said coldly.

The elders were in an uproar. Some of them, who were more knowledgeable about ancient texts, immediately began to explain what the Sage Tianyuan had said.

"Saint Chenyuan is not"

The sage from over ten thousand years ago is only fifty thousand years removed from this era. He achieved his sainthood in the post-primordial era, but unfortunately, something went wrong when he created the forbidden domain. He nearly perished in the Great Path of Sorrow and was forced to seal himself away.

Zhou Qing overheard the elders' conversation. Looking at the two saints before him, he felt some pressure, but amidst the pressure, he also felt a surge of fighting spirit.

The primordial spirit of the saint who was initially killed by his sword had long since disappeared. When he fought against the saint Chen Yuan with the sword, the collision was terrifying. The point of impact almost created a small world. The saint's primordial spirit had no power to resist and could not withstand it at all.

"Haha, do you think you've got me cornered?" Zhou Qing looked at Tianyuan Saint and laughed loudly.

This old fellow actually possesses the cultivation level of a Saint King. Although he is now old and frail, with depleted blood and energy, and although his realm remains, his strength has already fallen by several levels, he is still extremely terrifying.

"Otherwise what? Without the Imperial Weapon, do you really think you're someone important?" Saint Tianyuan mocked.

"Hahaha, compared to Chen Yuan, you are truly a piece of trash. You have no idea why a true young supreme being is called a young supreme being!" Zhou Qing's voice resounded throughout the heavens.

boom!

A blazing ray of light illuminated the sky, making the entire world seem about to collapse. Zhou Qing sheathed the Heavenly Emperor Sword and unleashed a devastating punch that could shatter anything in the world!

It was as if ten suns appeared in the sky, their radiance shining in all directions. The Heavenly Abyss Saint's shoulder was pierced, and he was sent flying, suffering a severe injury.

"A forbidden realm! You actually managed to enter such a realm. Such a genius cannot be allowed to live!" Saint Tianyuan's expression changed, and his voice turned gloomy.

"Heaven and earth grieve together!" Saint Chenyuan shouted immediately after recovering.

This was his way, and his method. As soon as this move was made, a deep sadness immediately arose in Zhou Qing's heart, and his Dao heart was almost affected.

"In this world, I am the only one who embodies the Dao, and the lamp in my heart burns eternally, piercing through the long night of eternity!" Zhou Qing's divine treasure suddenly emitted boundless light, and endless power of light condensed into a bright lamp in the sky.

When people see this beacon, it's as if they see the path ahead, and all their confusion disappears.

"Thunder severs the two realms!" Saint Tianyuan roared, his voice echoing through the heavens.

His entire body shimmered with lightning, and his body suddenly expanded, transforming him into a thunder god—a manifestation of the laws of heaven and earth.

When a sage's Dharma form appears, it stands tall and upright, controlling the laws. It is comparable to a small world, and its own Great Dao is the core Great Dao of that small world. All the Daos in the world must revolve around its Dao.

"The power of Taiyin is not the strongest for me at all. Long before I slaughtered the Taiyin lineage, I had already reached the Saint King realm using other methods. In my path, thunder is the main path, and Taiyin is just a secondary path."

Behind the Heavenly Abyss Saint hung a black sun formed from the power of the moon, but the power of this black sun was not that strong, far less than the Thunder God Dharma Form he was currently displaying.

"Back then, I originally wanted to condense the form of the Thunder God, but I overestimated myself in the end. In the end, I could only settle for second best and condense this Thunder God Dharma Image. Although it is not as good as my original idea, it is enough to defeat you!"

When the Sage of Tianyuan unleashed his punch, the heavens and earth shattered, and countless divine chains of order appeared before him. Each chain stirred the heavens and attracted boundless thunder, including Taiyin Thunder, Taiyang Thunder, Five Elements Thunder, and Chaos Thunder, among countless others.

This fluctuation was terrifying. The Heavenly Abyss Saint displayed his unparalleled divine power, and all the elders of the Taiyin Divine Sect knelt on the ground. The saintly power was so vast that their bodies could not obey his will.

On the other side, Saint Chenyuan was not to be outdone. He threw a punch, and rain began to fall from the sky and earth. The rain poured down and quickly turned into a torrential downpour. It was as if even the heavens and earth were weeping.

Each drop of rain was formed from the condensation of the Dao, possessing incredible destructive power. Instead of falling to the ground, this rain formed a long river in mid-air, fiercely bombarding Zhou Qing.

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"Your two attacks were quite good, but I will counter them in one move," Zhou Qing said calmly.

He kept his word, unleashing an overwhelming aura that made the very fabric of heaven and earth tremble.

boom!

A divine and holy form materialized, its aura instantly becoming many times stronger, influencing the operation of this world, its terrifying aura shaking the heavens!

Large swaths of light flickered, each strand and wisp a manifestation of the Dao, tearing the sky into countless holes, revealing clusters of black holes everywhere.

This was merely the aura he naturally exuded, yet it contained a thousand great principles and ten thousand divine laws, all revolving around him as if he were creating the world, forging a new order.

"Now that I've entered a state of divine restraint, I'm essentially bullying you, so I'll only use one move, one that I've only recently mastered. Let's see if you can withstand it."

Zhou Qing was radiant with light that filled the sky, dazzlingly bright. He was like a celestial king descending to earth, looking down upon the world with disdain. The light emanating from his eyes was burning, and a terrifying and chilling aura emanated from his body.

At this moment, although his own realm had not yet reached the Saint Realm, he stood here, no different from a Saint, and his Saintly might cascaded down like a waterfall, sweeping across the entire world.

Under this aura, all living beings are like ants, completely submerged and struggling in vain.

"Hahaha, what are you talking about? A half-saint? You were able to knock me away just now only because I didn't realize you had entered the forbidden realm of gods. Now you want to defy the heavens?"

Saint Tianyuan was so angry he laughed. His transformed form as the Thunder God roared with laughter, his voice like thunderous drums, scattering the clouds in all directions.

However, Saint Chenyuan was not so optimistic. As he watched the changes in Zhou Qing's aura, his expression grew increasingly solemn.

A terrifying wave spread throughout the world, with howling winds, flashes of lightning, and thunder. All the myriad paths of the heavens converged and prostrated themselves at the feet of that person. The heavenly sounds of the Great Dao were deafening, as if some inexplicable creature was roaring.

"What is the will of Heaven? My will is the will of Heaven! There is no Heavenly Way in the world, but if my will replaces the Great Way of this world, then I am the Heavenly Way of this world! The Heavenly Way is to hold the power of Heaven, to speak the law of Heaven, to be born and destroyed with a single thought, to control all laws and to govern the operation of all rules of this world."

boom!

Zhou Qing threw a punch, and instantly a will was born in this vast world.

A gigantic face appeared in the sky, utterly indifferent and ruthless. Everyone who saw this face felt an overwhelming sense of fear rising within them.

This transcends the realm of oneness with the Dao; the so-called Dao light merging with heaven and earth is incomparable to this realm.

This is the realm where one tramples all the myriad paths of heaven and earth underfoot, becoming the master of the great Dao of this world, acting on behalf of heaven, suppressing mountains and rivers, moving the stars, bestowing titles upon the gods, opening up the universe, operating creation, reversing cause and effect, and controlling destiny. One can be said to be the one who has mastered all the myriad paths.

The countless bolts of lightning that surged forth converged into a sea of ​​lightning, the thunder like a tide, shattering everything, vast and boundless, like a piece of the sky crashing down!

That surging river of sorrow was incredibly mysterious; wherever it passed, even the Great Dao itself was affected. All the Taiyin Elders on the ground had already...

They sobbed uncontrollably, tears streaming down their faces; some even cried blood, yet they still couldn't stop.

boom!

The moment the punch was thrown, the heavens and earth trembled, time seemed to stand still, and everything slowed down.

The sea of ​​lightning swept down from the sky, as if creating the world, boundless and vast, like a piece of the heavens crashing down. The figure on the ground was so tiny, like a small black dot, clearly nothing at all.

But now that figure is throwing a punch upwards. As his fist moves, the will of the entire world is gathered there. Finally, with a loud bang, the boundless sea of ​​lightning surges upwards against the heavens!

"What?" Saint Tianyuan's expression changed drastically, revealing an expression of extreme horror.

A mighty force surged upwards, shattering the sky into a vast expanse of desolation. Various lights danced in the air, and countless black holes appeared, turning the sky into fragments.

boom!

Saint Tianyuan was sent flying horizontally, instantly becoming a black dot, flying for countless miles. His holy blood splattered everywhere, and white bone fragments flew out, with broken bones falling to the ground, emitting a terrifying aura.

"How could this be, Ancestor Tianyuan!" one Taiyin elder after another exclaimed. They simply could not believe what they were seeing, feeling as if they were under an illusion, in an unreal world.

"What kind of power is this? How can you be so strong? This is illogical! Has anyone like this ever appeared in history? Could it be that your combat power has been ranked first throughout the ages?!" Saint Chenyuan asked in horror.

He was once a prodigy, possessing eight forbidden attributes and almost creating his own forbidden domain. Even now, though he is old and frail, with depleted blood and energy, and his strength has declined considerably, his combat power still surpasses that of a Saint and can rival a Saint King.

But now, facing this punch, he felt as if he were facing a celestial being who looked down upon the universe and the stars. His fate was not in his own hands, but in the hands of that celestial being.

boom!

After a tremendous force sent Tianyuan Saint flying, it arrived in front of him. He tried his best and used all his skills to deal with this force, but the result left him in despair.

puff!

He was sent flying, his body violently deformed, his chest exploded, his sternum flew out, and blood rained down.

"No!" he cried out.

His body smashed through hundreds or even thousands of mountains, yet he still didn't stop. Moreover, a terrifying force of punches surged wildly within his body, tearing every inch of flesh to shreds, leaving him covered in blood, like a blood-soaked figure!

Finally, he disintegrated in mid-air, his body shattering inch by inch, and then with a bang, he exploded into a cloud of blood mist. His entire body turned to ashes, and half of his primordial spirit shattered, turning into a rain of light and dissipating.

Seeing this result, Zhou Qing frowned and muttered to himself, "It's still not perfect enough. My level of understanding is not high enough. I can't truly unleash the power of this punch, which is why they all survived."

Countless miles away, Saint Chenyuan and Saint Tianyuan, though nearly annihilated, survived and did not truly die.

However, although they were still alive, it was no different from being dead. Each of them only had half a primordial spirit left, and the light of their primordial spirit poured out, leaving them with no ability to resist.

With a single step from Zhou Qing, mountains and rivers turned upside down, and stars and the moon shifted.

The speed was beyond reason; a large hand swept across and took the two primordial spirits into its palm.