Primordial Era: I am the Bull Demon King, the First Demon of All Time

Chapter 40 My disciple Tongtian has no need to apologize to Dijun!

Chen Jing was extremely unlucky. Ji Meng, the Demon Saint, usually stayed in the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan and rarely descended to the mortal realm.

The ancient demon king he killed happened to be a subordinate of the demon saint Ji Meng.

Ji Meng descended to the mortal realm this time to handle the matters previously assigned to the Ancient Wind Demon King.

The speed of a late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal far surpasses that of an early-stage one, making Chen Jing's speed incomparable.

"Who are you, and why did you kill my demon clan's son?"

Ji Meng, the demon saint, pointed his steel fork at Chen Jing and questioned him loudly.

When facing the demon saint Ji Meng, Chen Jingcai truly felt his power.

In the past, when Ji Meng and Jiu Feng fought, Chen Jing could only watch from afar.

Even though they are thousands of miles apart, he must do his best to withstand the shockwaves of the battle.

Now, facing the demon saint Ji Meng, Chen Jing felt not only a sense of crisis but also a hint of excitement.

The Ten Great Demon Saints of the Demon Clan were renowned throughout the prehistoric world, and their power was beyond doubt.

In the primordial world, only the great shamans of the witch clan or senior golden immortals could rival them.

Among the second-generation disciples of the Taoist sect, none had ever directly encountered such a being.

After watching the two fight fiercely, Chen Jing took it as a goal and was motivated to keep improving.

Even knowing he was not good enough, he wanted to understand the gap between himself and his opponent.

Ji Meng noticed that Chen Jing seemed to be in a daze and revealed a cold smile.

"He was even distracted before the battle, oblivious to his own mortality."

He knew that Chen Jing's cultivation was only at the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, so he was not in a hurry to make a move, because he did not take Chen Jing seriously.

"Why kill? Because I wanted to!"

Chen Jing's nonchalant tone fueled Ji Meng's murderous intent.

In the primordial world, it was always the demon race that bullied other races; no one had ever dared to treat the demon race this way.

"No matter who you are, you dare to kill someone of my demon race, you must die today."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Ji Meng brandished his steel fork and launched an attack on Chen Jing.

Facing a powerful expert at the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, Chen Jing dared not be careless in the slightest!

He used all his magical and physical strength to meet Ji Meng's steel fork with his iron rod.

"boom!"

With a loud crash, the iron rod collided with the steel fork, creating countless ripples.

With this attack, Chen Jing was immediately sent flying; the power of a late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal was extremely strong.

Although Chen Jing was able to bloom into a ninth-grade flower, which was comparable to the cultivation level of a mid-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal.

However, he could not withstand a casual strike from a late-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

As Chen Jing was sent flying backward, Ji Meng, the Demon Saint, showed no mercy, raised his steel fork, and pressed his advantage.

The difference of two minor realms rendered Chen Jing's techniques ineffective in the face of superior strength.

Faced with the rapidly approaching steel fork, Chen Jing could not simply sit and wait to die.

His body was surrounded by profound laws, and the same laws were also displayed on the iron rod.

This is the great Dao of power that Chen Jing comprehends through numbers. Although he has not yet fully grasped it, it is his only reliance at present.

The two collided in mid-air. Chen Jing infused the power law into the mixed iron rod and it exploded, causing him to be thrown back several kilometers.

As Chen Jing flew backward, Ji Meng, the Demon Saint, sensed a profound power rushing towards him.

This force was unlike anything Ji Meng had ever encountered before. It struck him, causing him to stagger back a few steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

A look of shock flashed across Ji Meng's face. The fact that his previously insignificant opponent could actually injure him made him want to kill.

Chen Jing was sent flying again, glaring at Ji Meng, the Demon Saint, who was filled with murderous intent and preparing to give chase: "I am a direct disciple of the Daoist sect, how dare you do this?"

Ji Meng, who had intended to eliminate Chen Jing immediately, suddenly paused upon hearing these words.

A hint of seriousness appeared on that murderous face.

The saints of the primordial world are all Taoists, especially the Three Pure Ones, who are particularly protective of their disciples.

During the exchange just now, Ji Meng had already discovered that the Taoist priest opposite him was releasing very pure magical power, and was a disciple of the Three Pure Ones.

If Ji Meng kills him, the Three Pure Ones will not let him go easily.

Seeing the other person's hesitant expression, Chen Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

From the exchange just now, he already understood the gap between himself and Ji Meng. He had no chance to resist this demon saint, and he didn't even have a chance to escape.

These powerful demons, who have lived for millions to tens of millions of years, are not easy to deal with.

After pondering for a moment, Ji Meng, the Demon Saint, spoke: "Even if you are a disciple of the Daoist sect and wantonly kill members of my demon race, I will not show any mercy."

"I will bring you back to the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan and let the Great Emperor decide your fate."

"Even if you are a saint, you must give an explanation."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jing gave a wry smile, clearly indicating that his master's reputation had not intimidated the other party.

It was impossible for Ji Meng to take him to the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan. He stretched out his right hand, revealing a talisman, and then crushed it.

Just as Ji Meng was preparing to capture Chen Jing alive and bring him back to the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.

The oppressive aura of a sage gathered in the sky, and a figure burst forth from the void.

The figure appeared, looking directly at Shouyang Mountain, then sharply scanning the battlefield below.

The appearance of this figure seemed to freeze the air around the battlefield instantly.

That figure is undoubtedly the Tongtian Sect Leader!

That talisman was given to Chen Jing by the Tongtian Sect Leader after he explained the principles to him privately, and he was told to crush the talisman when he encountered danger.

The Tongtian Sect Leader turned his gaze to Chen Jing below, a look of satisfaction on his face.

His prized disciple certainly did not disappoint him, reaching the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm in just tens of thousands of years, and it was clearly not a forced breakthrough.

With a wave of his sleeve, the Tongtian Sect Leader restored the frozen space to normal.

Chen Jing looked up and stared directly at the source of the sound, then sighed deeply.

The power of this talisman exceeded his expectations; it actually summoned his master.

Upon seeing that figure, the demon saint Ji Meng immediately trembled.

He never expected that the Taoist priest who killed their demon race was actually the Tongtian Sect Master.

Ji Meng had lived for millions of years, so he was naturally familiar with the name of the Tongtian Sect Leader.

The Tongtian Sect Leader was known for his swift and decisive actions.

Ji Meng knew his authority well and was afraid that he would be executed on the spot in a fit of anger. Even though several demon kings of the demon race were present, they dared not speak up easily.

"Disciple greets Master."

Chen Jing immediately bowed in respect.

At this moment, he was restless.

Left with no other choice, he had to use the talisman bestowed by his master, but unexpectedly summoned his master.

With the abilities of a sage, the Tongtian Sect Leader likely already knew the whole story.

Chen Jing was unsure of the Tongtian Sect Leader's attitude towards his actions in helping the human race.

The Grand Master of Heaven calmly said, "Get up!"

Chen Jing was puzzled by his master's indifferent expression.

But since his master hadn't spoken, he was too lazy to say anything more.

The Tongtian Sect Leader turned his gaze to Ji Meng in the distance, his sharp gaze making even Ji Meng, a late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal, feel uncomfortable.

At this moment, Ji Meng had completely lost the arrogance he had shown in front of Chen Jing.

He said, "When I paid homage to the Supreme Saint, I never intended to harm your disciple."

"I just want your disciple to come back to the Heavenly Court with me and explain to the Heavenly Emperor why you destroyed my demon race."

At this moment, Ji Meng trembled inwardly and could only use the name of Di Jun to beg the Tongtian Sect Leader not to kill him.

"Why should my disciple need to explain his actions to Emperor Jun?"

These words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Ji Meng.