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

Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace.

The Tongtian Sect Leader was sitting on a futon with his eyes closed, meditating on the Great Dao, when the Qingping Sword beside him suddenly trembled violently.

He opened his eyes, and his divine sense instantly enveloped the entire primordial world.

The next moment, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the floor of Biyou Palace after he slammed his palm down.

"The Beginning!"

The Tongtian Sect Leader suddenly stood up, his face so ashen it could drip water.

"Your avatar went to attack my grand-disciple? Are you insane?!"

He strode out of Biyou Palace, and behind him, four immortal swords exuding a world-destroying aura were simultaneously drawn from their sheaths.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword, the Immortal Slaying Sword, the Immortal Trapping Sword, and the Immortal Annihilation Sword.

The four swords rang out simultaneously, instantly throwing the celestial phenomena above Jin'ao Island into chaos, causing the wind and clouds to change color.

Zhao Gongming rushed out of his secluded cave and saw the Tongtian Sect Leader wielding four swords. His heart tightened: "Master, what happened?"

"Chang Sheng has engaged in combat with the incarnation of Yuan Shi at Chen Tang Pass."

The Tongtian Sect Leader's voice was icy, and a chaotic lotus flower emerged from his feet.

"Second Brother is really getting worse with age! A dignified saint sending an avatar to deal with a junior—how shameful!"

Zhao Gongming's expression changed instantly.

"Master, this disciple will go to support Changsheng immediately!"

"You don't need to go."

The Tongtian Sect Leader raised his hand to stop Zhao Gongming, a complex light flashing in his eyes.

"I know Changsheng's temper; he wants to fight this battle himself."

The Tongtian Sect Leader gripped the Zhuxian Sword tightly in his hand, lowering his voice slightly.

"But if he can't hold on... I will take action myself."

"If Yuanshi wants to harm my Jie Sect, he'll have to ask these four swords in my hand if they agree."

The four Immortal-Slaying Swords hummed in unison behind the Tongtian Sect Leader, their killing intent soaring to the heavens.

Meanwhile, in the distant west, at Mount Sumeru.

Suddenly, ripples spread across the surface of the lotus pond in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

The Taoist Zhunti, sitting cross-legged on the Golden Lotus of Merit, suddenly opened his eyes.

The shimmering light on the Seven Treasures Tree reflected the scene of the battlefield at Chentang Pass.

Zhunti saw the figures of the two sides fighting clearly, and a suppressed smile appeared on his withered and sorrowful old face.

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Zhunti said "good" three times in a row, then turned to look at the Daoist Jieyin who was chanting sutras with his eyes closed beside him.

"Senior brother, did you see that? Yuanshi's avatar is fighting Chen Changsheng!"

The guide slowly opened his eyes, his face still filled with sorrow, and uttered a Buddhist chant: "Amitabha."

Zhunti rubbed his hands together, his eyes darting around rapidly.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Last time on Mount Sumeru, that little beast killed one of my three incarnations. I've always remembered that debt."

He became more and more excited as he spoke, and stood up from the lotus platform.

"If the incarnation of Yuanshi can severely injure him, then the Western Sect's power will be revived. No matter how powerful Chen Changsheng is, he cannot possibly offend two major saintly sects at the same time and still remain unscathed."

The Guide Daoist sighed, "Junior brother, do not act impulsively. The lingering influence of the Dao Ancestor's wedding decree is still present; making a move now may result in karmic repercussions."

"I didn't say I was going to take action." Zhunti waved his hand, sat back on the lotus platform, but kept his eyes fixed on the battlefield scene on the water.

"I'll see if this bastard who killed my avatar can withstand the power of the Primordial Saint today."

He said he wouldn't make a move, but the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand had already quietly spun around three times.

The fighting is escalating over Chentang Pass.

After Yuanshi Tianzun's avatar finished gathering power by pressing his palms together, the Jade Purity Annihilation Sword Qi, which had condensed 30% of the avatar's essence, finally took shape.

A sword aura spanning ten thousand feet traversed the sky, like a gray-white celestial river hanging upside down, exuding an extreme killing intent that could create the world and destroy all things.

The seawater of the entire East China Sea was forced down by hundreds of feet under the pressure of this sword energy.

"Chen Changsheng, catch!"

With a cold shout, he pushed forward with both palms, unleashing a massive sword aura that crashed down.

Chen Changsheng looked up at the sword energy that was powerful enough to destroy a small world and took a deep breath.

He held the God-Slaying Spear horizontally in front of him with his right hand, raised the Primordial Measuring Ruler high in his left hand, and the Eastern Emperor Bell above his head was facing upwards.

The three supreme treasures simultaneously unleashed their strongest brilliance of their lives.

"Well done!"

With a roar, Chen Changsheng pushed off with his feet, transforming into a purple-gold meteor as he charged towards the towering sword aura.

The tip of the God-Slaying Spear collided head-on with the ten-thousand-foot-long Jade Purity Sword Qi.

The phrase "the sky collapsed and the earth cracked" is insufficient to describe the scene at this moment.

Chen Changsheng's body was sent flying backward by the violent impact, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. But at that moment, the demonic killing aura on the God-Slaying Spear tore through the outer layer of sword energy protection, cleaving a huge crack in the seemingly indestructible Jade Purity Annihilation Aura.

The Hongmeng Measuring Ruler followed closely behind.

Forty-nine merit-based restrictions shone with golden light on Chen Changsheng's left hand, and the Xuanhuang Qi transformed into a towering wave, pouring into the crack in the sword energy from the side.

The power of the acquired merit treasure clashed violently with the laws of the Jade Purity Great Dao, and the ten-thousand-foot sword energy began to disintegrate from the inside.

Finally, there is the Eastern Emperor Bell.

when--!

Chen Changsheng activated all his primordial power, pointing the mouth of the Eastern Emperor Bell at the collapsing ten-thousand-foot sword aura, and unleashed a full-force bell ring.

Golden time-space divine patterns surged out of the bell mouth like a tide, carrying the ancient imperial might that suppressed all demons, and heavily crushed the remnants of sword energy.

With the combined power of the three supreme treasures, the ultimate attack that Yuanshi Tianzun transformed into, which had condensed three parts of its origin, was forcibly shattered in mid-air.

The aftershocks of chaos transformed into a shower of grayish-white light, which fell across the East China Sea, creating countless columns of water.

Chen Changsheng steadied himself, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his chest heaved violently twice.

That was a heavy blow.

The power of a sage is the power of a sage. Even if it is only emitted by an incarnation, it is not something that can be easily withstood. His internal organs were shaken and ached. Even his body, which was at the sixth level of the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, suffered a considerable loss in this blow.

But he persevered.

Not only did it withstand the attack, it also shattered it.

The situation was not so optimistic for the incarnation of Yuanshi Tianzun on the other side.

Thirty percent of the avatar's original essence was completely consumed, and the avatar's aura visibly weakened.

The auspicious clouds of the heavens dimmed by a third, and the sword light of the Jade Purity Immortal Sword lost its previous sharpness, becoming weak and powerless.

The avatar looked down at its own hands.

Those hands were trembling slightly.

It wasn't out of fear, but because the excessive consumption of magical power had caused signs of instability in the foundation of the avatar.

"you……"

The avatar looked up at the young man opposite it, whose body was covered in blood but whose eyes were still bright as stars, and for a moment it didn't know what to say.

He is the incarnation of a saint.

Below the sage, all are but ants.

This is an unshakable iron law that has existed since the beginning of time.

But this junior, who was only half a step into the Hunyuan realm, held three supreme treasures and managed to withstand his full-force attack, which used up three-tenths of his original essence. Not only did he not die, but he even stood firmly on his feet.