Primordial Era: I am the First Green Ox, the Senior Brother of the Three Religions

"Open it for me!"

With bloodshot eyes, Yang Jian used all his strength to slam the War God Axe down hard.

This axe strike embodied all his longing, all his anger, and all his determination.

This axe strike was his challenge to the rules of heaven, his roar against fate!

A black axe beam, tens of thousands of feet long, detached from the axe blade.

The axe light was so concentrated and so pure that it seemed to have swallowed up all the light in the world.

It tore through space, severed the laws, and ignored distance.

To everyone's astonishment, it slammed down heavily onto the mountainside of Peach Mountain.

boom!!!!!!

An unprecedentedly loud bang exploded in everyone's soul.

The entire primordial world seemed to tremble violently at that moment.

Centered on Peach Mountain, the ground within a radius of tens of thousands of miles collapsed instantly, forming a huge basin with no bottom.

The violent energy shockwave transformed into a visible white wave of air, sweeping out in all directions.

Some of the weaker heavenly soldiers and demon soldiers didn't even have time to let out a scream before they were reduced to ashes in the shockwave.

Guang Chengzi, Yunxiao, and the others quickly activated their magical treasures, setting up layers upon layers of defensive light shields, which barely managed to protect the disciples behind them.

Smoke and dust billowed, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Everyone craned their necks, trying to see clearly what was happening on Peach Mountain through the smoke and dust.

With such a devastating blow, surely Mount Peach should have been cleaved in two, right?

Even Yang Jian, leaning on his War God Axe, was panting heavily, his eyes filled with anticipation.

however.

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

When Momoyama's figure reappeared before everyone's eyes.

Everyone was stunned.

The expectation on Yang Jian's face froze instantly.

The towering Peach Mountain still stood there perfectly intact.

There wasn't even a scratch on the mountainside.

That earth-shattering axe blow just now seemed like an illusion.

At the spot where Yang Jian slashed, a faint, almost imperceptible golden halo flashed by.

Above that halo flowed an aura of supreme majesty, surpassing all living beings.

The aura of Heaven's Way!

"How...is this possible?"

Yang Jian's hand, gripping the War God Axe, trembled slightly.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

Despite using all his strength, along with the divine weapon bestowed by his master, his strongest attack had no effect on Taoshan.

"This...this is impossible!"

Yang Chan, who was in the distance, also gasped in shock, her face turning deathly pale instantly.

The disciples of the Chan and Jie sects around them were also in an uproar.

"What's going on? Why can't it be split?"

"That was the full-force attack of Yang Jian, the eldest disciple, who even used the War God Axe, yet it didn't even scratch Tao Shan's skin?"

"Look, that golden halo over the mountain looks like... a Heavenly Dao restriction!"

Someone in the crowd shouted something.

Everyone's hearts sank to the bottom.

Heavenly Restriction!

These four words are like a mountain, pressing down on everyone's hearts.

If it's a restriction imposed by the Heavenly Dao, then it makes sense.

Under the rule of Heaven, even sages must retreat, let alone Yang Jian, a quasi-sage.

It’s over.

Is this really the end for today?

Just when everyone was filled with despair.

The saint Zhunti, who had been standing by watching the show, couldn't hide the smugness that flashed in his eyes.

He sneered inwardly.

"Hmph, Niu Ben, so what if you're strong?"

"This Peach Mountain is a seal set up by Haotian, who, in his position as the Heavenly Emperor, invoked the power of the Heavenly Dao. Its essence is the embodiment of the rules of the Heavenly Dao."

"Don't even mention your disciple Yang Jian, even if you yourself took action, you wouldn't be able to budge him in the slightest!"

"To break the Heavenly Dao's restrictions, you must defy the heavens and become an enemy of the entire Primordial Heavenly Dao!"

"I'd like to see how you're going to get out of this!"

Zhunti felt extremely pleased, as if he could already see Niu Ben suffering a setback.

However, the smile on his lips froze on his face before it could fully bloom.

Because he saw Niu Ben move.

Niu Ben did not look at the indestructible Peach Mountain, nor did he pay attention to the discussions of the people around him.

He simply raised his head slowly and cast his gaze into the empty void.

Then, he spoke softly, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"After watching the show for so long..."

"What's wrong? Why aren't you coming out?"

Niu Ben's voice was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples.

Everyone was stunned.

Who?

Who else is here?

Who is the eldest brother talking to?

Guang Chengzi, Yunxiao, Xuandu, and the others, almost simultaneously, pushed their divine senses to their limits and probed the void within Niu Ben's gaze.

However, it was completely empty.

There was no energy fluctuation, no trace of laws, not even a ripple in space.

It was so clean it looked like it had been licked.

"That's strange, there's nothing there?"

Zhao Gongming scratched his head, looking puzzled.

"The fact that this person was able to evade our divine sense detection and even get our senior brother to personally call out their name suggests that their cultivation level is unfathomable."

Yunxiao's expression turned serious.

The first person she thought of was a saint.

Could it be another saint of the Western religion, Jieyin, who, still harboring wicked intentions, has secretly returned?

Or perhaps it's the goddess Nuwa?

That's not right either. Nuwa and her senior brother have a very close relationship, so there's no reason for her to hide her identity.

Who could it be?

For a moment, everyone's mind was filled with questions and speculations.

Even Zhunti, who was just gloating, was now completely dumbfounded.

He knew better than anyone that after his senior brother's avatar was repelled by the Xuanhuang Pagoda, his true body had already returned to Mount Sumeru and would never get involved in this mess again.

Who exactly is the person Niu Ben is talking about?

Could it be that, besides the six saints and Niu Ben, there are other hidden, peerless masters in the primordial world?

The thought of this possibility made Zhunti feel a little uneasy.

He felt that the waters of the primordial world were deeper than he had imagined.

Today, Peach Mountain has practically become a stage for all sorts of deities; even he, a saint, is almost just a background figure here.

No, once this matter is settled, I must hurry back to the West, seal the mountain gate, and never leave the mountain for at least a thousand or eight million years!

While everyone was having different thoughts and making wild guesses.

Niu Ben, however, seemed very patient.

He stood with his hands behind his back, staring silently at the void, saying nothing, as if waiting for something.

Time passed, second by second.

Take a breath.

Ten breaths.

One hundred breaths.

On Peach Mountain, you could hear a pin drop.

That void remained completely still.

Just when some people began to doubt whether the senior brother's feeling was wrong.

Niu Ben finally spoke again.

"It seems you really don't plan to come out on your own."

He shook his head, a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"Fine."

"Since you refuse to come out, then I will ask you to come out."

The words fell.

Niu Ben slowly raised his right hand.

It has no earth-shattering momentum, nor any world-destroying laws.

He simply made a gentle grasp towards that void.

It's such a simple action.

next moment.

Click! Click! Click!

The once empty void suddenly seemed like glass being gripped by an invisible hand, shattering under the weight.

Dark, spiderweb-like spatial rifts spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, to everyone's utter astonishment...

That space, along with the time, laws, cause and effect within it—everything—was forcibly "pried out" from the entire primordial world by Niu Ben's grasp!

In Niu Ben's hands, the carved-out space continued to shrink, twist, and deform.

Ultimately, it transformed into a fist-sized, constantly rotating sphere of chaotic light.

At the core of the sphere of light, a disheveled figure was trapped inside, unable to move.

The man was wearing a nine-dragon imperial robe and a flat-topped crown, with a dignified appearance; he was none other than himself.

He is none other than the Lord of the Three Realms, the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Heavenly Court!