Primordial Era: A man at the mouth of the Guanjiang River marries the Third Holy Mother.

The God-Slaying Spear? No, without knowing the opponent's background, attacking rashly would be pointless.

Escape? Too late; this space has already been locked down by the opponent's power.

There is only one choice.

"come out!"

Chen Changsheng roared and his mind raced.

hum-

An ancient bell flew out from his body, instantly expanding to a size of a hundred feet, enveloping him within its body.

The Eastern Emperor Bell!

Innate Treasure!

The surface of the bell was engraved with patterns of the sun, moon, and stars, exuding the majestic aura of the ancient heavens. All the restrictions on the bell were activated, and the twelve layers of defense opened simultaneously, protecting Chen Changsheng completely.

"Bang!!!"

The giant hand of the soul slammed down.

Chen Changsheng felt as if he had been struck head-on by a massive mountain. The Eastern Emperor Bell trembled violently, its tolling deafeningly loud, causing blood to seep from his seven orifices.

The ground beneath their feet shattered.

It didn't just crack; it shattered. The earth's surface, spanning millions of miles, turned to dust under this single palm strike, with countless fragments flying into the sky.

Even more terrifying is—

The Eastern Emperor Bell was trembling.

The innate treasure is trembling!

Chen Changsheng was shaken so badly that his internal organs were churning, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He desperately used his magic power to stabilize the Eastern Emperor Bell, with only one thought in his mind.

What the hell is this?

A mere soul can shake a supreme innate treasure with a casual slap?

If this were in physical form, how terrifying would it be?

Before he could catch his breath, the pressure from above hit him again.

The soul giant seemed dissatisfied with the effect of the first attack, and it raised its foot.

A gigantic foot, covering half the sky, with the power to destroy everything, stomped down towards the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"boom!!!"

The power of that kick was ten times more terrifying than that palm strike!

The Eastern Emperor Bell was kicked into the ground, and Chen Changsheng was also blasted into the depths of the shattered earth. The restrictive light on the bell flickered wildly, and three of the twelve layers of defense shattered under this kick!

"cough!"

Chen Changsheng coughed up a mouthful of blood, his ears ringing.

A fine crack appeared on the wall of the Donghuang Bell.

A priceless innate treasure, crushed by being stepped on?!

Chen Changsheng was completely dumbfounded.

Above them, the voice of the giant soul resounded through the heavens and earth once more, but this time, in addition to hatred, there was also a hint of confusion in the voice.

"A supreme treasure... of innate nature?"

"Who are you?"

The voice descended from the sky, carrying both confusion and killing intent.

Chen Changsheng squatted inside the Eastern Emperor Bell, his mouth covered in blood, his ears ringing as if a million bees were having a party inside.

damn it.

Two times.

Just two strokes.

The Eastern Emperor Bell—a supreme innate treasure—had three of its twelve layers of defense shattered, and cracks appeared on the bell's surface.

What does this mean?

He was never this badly beaten when he withstood a casual blow from the Tongtian Sect Leader while wielding the Eastern Emperor Bell. A soul body, without a physical form, could actually crack a supreme innate treasure with just its spiritual power?

When did such a thing exist in the primordial era?

Chen Changsheng's mind raced as he went through all the powerful figures he knew.

Pangu? He died; he perished when the world was created.

Rahu? He's dead. The God-Slaying Spear was his weapon.

Di Jun and Tai Yi? They also perished in the Lich War.

Three thousand gods and demons? They've all long since found their own places.

I can't figure it out. I absolutely can't figure it out.

But one thing he was certain of was that if he took two more hits, the Eastern Emperor Bell would be destroyed, and he would die here.

"I'm asking you a question!"

The giant soul's voice boomed again, this time clearly impatient. Its "eyes"—two dark orbs of light—were fixed on Donghuang Zhong, as if considering whether to deliver another kick.

Chen Changsheng took a deep breath, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and used his magic to repair the injuries in his body. At the same time, he spoke, and his voice came from inside the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"Please calm down, senior!"

He tried his best to keep his tone calm and neither arrogant nor humble.

"This junior, Chen Changsheng, is a human cultivator and did not intend to offend your territory, senior."

The sound echoed in this broken world.

Upon hearing this, the soul giant paused for a moment. Its two dark eyes narrowed slightly, as if processing the information.

"Humans..."

It repeated the word.

Chen Changsheng felt a little relieved. It was good that they could communicate; it meant there was still room for negotiation. He was about to say something more to ease the tension.

however--

"Humans!!!"

The second time it was repeated, the giant of souls raised its voice tenfold.

The fragments of dark gold chains around him trembled wildly, and the hatred that had reached its peak exploded completely at this moment.

Hold.

Chen Changsheng felt his hair stand on end.

broken.

He didn't know which of his words had offended him, but the other person's reaction said it all—the word "human race" was this guy's Achilles' heel.

"Humans! Humans!! It's humans again!!!"

The roar of the Soul Giant shattered the rocky land within a million miles, and the already broken mountains turned to dust in the sound.

"Damn it—they all deserve to die!!!"

It no longer probes.

He raised both hands simultaneously, fingers spread, and dark red soul power condensed into two energy spheres, each a million feet in diameter, which he then smashed down toward the location of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

This strike was several times more powerful than the kick before!

It's gone mad.

He's completely gone mad.

Chen Changsheng could clearly feel that the entire space was being distorted and deformed in the face of this power. The bell walls of the Eastern Emperor Bell emitted a mournful cry of unbearable pressure, and the remaining nine layers of restrictions flickered wildly.

If we keep trying to hold on, we'll die.

"Damn it, do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

A fierce glint flashed in Chen Changsheng's eyes.

He was careless just now; he didn't immediately get into combat mode after coming in, and this guy caught him off guard. Now that he's recovered, do you think you can just easily kill him again?

No way.

"out!"

With a thought, the Great Dao Incarnation Technique was instantly activated.

buzzing-

Three terrifying auras surged from his body, crashing through the top of the Eastern Emperor Bell and soaring into the air.

Three figures, each a hundred feet tall, appeared beneath the shattered sky.

The first one, with its entire body covered in dark gold metallic skin, and its body surrounded by golden energy that condensed into thousands of sword and blade phantoms—the Ancestral Witch Ru Shou!

The second one, entirely crimson, was engulfed in flames, its temperature so high that even the void itself was being scorched and distorted—the Ancestral Witch Zhu Rong!

The third figure, shrouded in black water, each drop of which contained a world-destroying weight—the Ancestral Witch Gonggong!

The three ancestral witch incarnations appeared simultaneously, their three ancestral witch powers intertwining to form a visible airwave barrier in mid-air, forcefully blocking the two dark red energy balls.

boom!!!

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

The earth within a radius of tens of millions of miles sank directly, forming a bottomless crater. The three ancestral witch incarnations were shaken back tens of thousands of miles, their feet carving out three deep furrows, but—they managed to stabilize themselves.