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

Chen Changsheng wiped the trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

The terrifying regenerative power of the sixth stage of the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique was fully demonstrated at this moment. The broken meridians were reconnected with each breath, and the stagnant blood in the internal organs was crushed and absorbed by the Great Dao Thunder Pattern.

Within ten breaths, his injuries had healed by 70%.

Chen Changsheng stretched his neck, his joints cracking, and his gaze returned to the saintly avatar opposite him, whose aura had weakened by a third.

"this one?"

The two words came out of his mouth lightly, as if he were just chatting casually.

The dough that was the incarnation of Yuanshi Tianzun twitched.

Chen Changsheng took a step forward, planted the God-Slaying Spear on the ground, and tapped the broken bluestone slab with a thud.

"Yuanshi Tianzun, the head of the Three Pure Ones, the true lineage of Pangu who created heaven and earth. I've heard of all these titles, and to be honest, I used to respect you quite a bit."

He paused, then changed his tone.

"But today you sent an avatar down with the Pangu Banner, intending to harm my disciple. I accepted the full force of a third of your original power."

Chen Changsheng raised the God-Slaying Spear, its tip pointing at the face of his avatar.

"Even a saint incarnate is nothing more than this."

After those words were spoken, the entire world fell silent.

The soldiers guarding Chentang Pass lay prostrate on the ground, not daring to utter a sound. Li Jing tightly covered Nezha's mouth, afraid that the boy would say something that would only add fuel to the fire. Li Jinzha knelt in the courtyard, his whole body glowing with an unpredictable golden light, his heart pounding in his throat.

His master said that even the incarnation of a saint was nothing more than this.

It was said in front of the embodiment of a saint.

If this gets out, the entire prehistoric world will be in an uproar.

In the void, the face of the avatar of the Primordial Celestial Venerable turned completely black.

The auspicious clouds of the heavens churned violently above his head, and a suppressed rage surfaced on his originally dignified and ancient face. He had lived for countless eons, existing since the beginning of time when Pangu created the world. When had he ever been so humiliated to his face by a junior?

"Well... well, that's all there is to it."

The avatar's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth, each word distinct and deliberate.

"I'd like to see how long you can keep up this arrogance."

The avatar suddenly raised both hands, its ten fingers reaching out to grasp the void.

On the distant seabed of the East China Sea, the Pangu Banner, which had been blasted thousands of miles away, suddenly trembled, and the last seal of the saint's magical power on the banner began to loosen.

Rumbling--

A deep, resounding boom echoed through the heavens and earth.

The Pangu Banner burst forth from the sea, sending thousands of feet of seawater soaring into the sky. The ancient divine banner trailed a chaotic tail of flames that stretched across the heavens, and in the blink of an eye, it flew back into the hands of the avatar.

The moment he grasped the banner pole, his aura surged.

"The third, and final, strand of Saintly power." The avatar stared at Chen Changsheng, its eyes surging with boundless hatred. "I have poured five-tenths of my avatar's essence into this banner. Today, I will show you the true power of a Heavenly Treasure."

Chen Changsheng's pupils contracted slightly.

He sensed it.

The aura emanating from the Pangu Banner was rapidly increasing.

The previous chaotic annihilation sword energy was terrifying enough, but compared to the Pangu Banner now, it was nothing. The avatar was burning its own essence to activate this innate treasure, showing that it was determined to keep him here at all costs.

The moment the banner was unfurled, the sky above Chentang Pass shattered once more.

One, two, three... countless streams of gray, chaotic primordial energy surged from the banner, converging in the void to form a phantom of a colossal axe spanning the heavens and earth.

That wasn't the real Heaven-Opening Axe, but it was the Heaven-Opening Power simulated by the Pangu Banner.

Chaos—earth, fire, water, and wind—evolved and collapsed wildly around the giant axe, forming a small world on its blade only to vanish in the blink of an eye.

"With this one axe strike, everything within a radius of ten thousand miles will vanish into nothingness." The avatar's voice was icy cold. "Chen Changsheng, can you withstand this?"

Chen Changsheng did not answer.

He was thinking quickly.

Can we withstand it? If we try to tough it out, with all three supreme treasures activated, plus the Great Dao Thunder Armor and the physical body of the sixth level of the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, we can probably withstand it, but the cost will be significant.

The problem is that this axe strike has an attack range of tens of thousands of miles.

Chentang Pass is within this area.

Li Jing's family was within this area.

Nezha is within this range.

Chen Changsheng's gaze swept over the General's Mansion behind him, over the trembling figures in the courtyard, and finally landed on the chubby baby standing behind the threshold, staring at him with wide eyes.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Primordial Celestial Venerable, you really have the heart to do this," Chen Changsheng sneered. "How many human beings are there within ten thousand miles? Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians at Chentang Pass, you think you can just wipe them out like that?"

His avatar remained expressionless, his tone indifferent: "Under the great calamity, living beings are as insignificant as weeds."

"Useless grass?"

Chen Changsheng's eyes turned completely cold.

He took a deep breath, and the Chaos Seed within his body suddenly throbbed. An extremely powerful force of primordial chaos flowed through his meridians into his limbs and bones, and the Nine-Rank Divine Light of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head shone with unprecedented brilliance at this moment.

The Eastern Emperor Bell floated to the top of his head on its own, with its mouth facing upwards.

The God-Slaying Spear was held horizontally in front of his chest, and the Demon Ancestor's murderous aura surged like the sea.

The Primordial Measuring Ruler hung beside him, and all forty-nine layers of merit restrictions were activated.

The three supreme treasures resonated together, and Chen Changsheng's magical power reached the absolute peak of the half-step Hunyuan realm at this moment.

"Today I'll show you whether your Pangu Banner, the Primordial Celestial Venerable, can suppress me, Chen Changsheng."

Chen Changsheng pushed off with his feet, his body rising into the air, and crashed head-on into the giant axe that stretched across the sky.

The Eastern Emperor Bell rang loudly.

The God-Slaying Spear shot out from the sky.

The Primordial Measuring Ruler swept across the sky, carrying with it a vast expanse of primordial chaos.

At the same time, within Chen Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness, the five avatars simultaneously opened their eyes.

Ru Shou, Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, Xing Tian, ​​and Hou Yi.

The three ancestral witch incarnations and the two great witch incarnations appeared together, and five figures that blotted out the sky were suddenly projected out from Chen Changsheng's body, standing above Chen Tang Pass.

The three fundamental laws of metal, fire, and water surged wildly between heaven and earth, and Xing Tian's fighting spirit and Hou Yi's killing aura soared into the sky.

The five avatars, together with the original body, unleashed a combined attack that crashed into the colossal axe that cleaved the heavens and earth.

Heaven and earth faded.

The East China Sea is turning upside down.

The aftershocks of this attack spread throughout half of the prehistoric world, shaking countless powerful cultivators out of their meditative states.

Above Chentang Pass, two forces were locked in a fierce battle.

The power of chaos and creation was constantly tearing and crushing, while Chen Changsheng's combined attack of the six paths was constantly pushing back and eroding.

The avatar's expression changed from cold to shocked.

He discovered something impossible.

The colossal axe that had been imbued with fifty percent of the incarnation's essence was being pushed back inch by inch.

The demonic aura of the God-Slaying Spear was gnawing at the blade of the giant axe.

The suppressive power of the Eastern Emperor Bell is eroding the foundation of the giant axe.

The primordial energy of the Primordial Measuring Ruler was dissolving the chaotic origin of the giant axe.

The power of the laws of the five avatars was unleashed simultaneously from five directions, pinning the giant axe firmly in mid-air.

"Impossible..." The avatar's voice trembled for the first time.

Chen Changsheng's voice pierced through the chaotic light, clear and distinct.

"Nothing is impossible. Your avatar's essence can't hold on anymore. No matter how strong the Pangu Banner is, it's like a skilled cook trying to cook without rice."

"Yuanshi Tianzun, you have lost."

Chen Changsheng suddenly exerted his strength, and the tip of the God-Slaying Spear pierced through the last layer of chaotic barrier of the giant axe, embedding itself in the very center of the Pangu Banner.