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

Chapter 50 Reveals True Form, Crushing Everything in Its Realm!

"It's you again, Taoist!"

Ji Meng's face was filled with anger.

The last time, a single sentence from the Tongtian Sect Leader caused him immense harm, and it took him thousands of years to regain his peak.

He dared not utter any complaints against the sage, so he vented all his anger on Chen Jing.

All the misfortunes were caused by Chen Jing.

"It's me again, of course it's me!" Chen Jing said coldly.

"A defeated general dares to be arrogant. Today I will capture you and hand you over to the Heavenly Emperor for punishment."

After Ji Meng finished speaking, he rushed straight to Chen Jing.

Ji Meng didn't even use his magical steel fork; he threw a punch directly at Chen Jing.

Facing Ji Meng's fist, Chen Jing did not dodge, but instead met it head-on with his right fist.

"!"

With a loud bang, the two fists collided. Chen Jing remained unmoved, while Ji Meng staggered back dozens of steps.

Ji Meng stood firm, and his face showed surprise in the face of Chen Jing's resolute posture.

Although he didn't use any magic power in his punch, the strength of his demonic body, combined with the bloodline of the dragon race within him, was enough to rival that of an ordinary Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

However, the punch did not cause any harm to the Taoist disciple; instead, Ji Meng was knocked back several hundred steps.

He couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be that this man's master bestowed upon him a special opportunity?"

At the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, progress is extremely difficult. Without significant opportunities, many people stagnate for millions of years.

Ji Meng suppressed his initial contempt.

As a general of the demon race, he was not a reckless man who fought in battles abroad; otherwise, he would have been defeated in the war against the witch race long ago.

His previous encounter had made him underestimate Chen Jing.

However, after that attack, that slight contempt vanished without a trace.

Despite this, as a being who had experienced countless years in the primordial world, he did not doubt his own strength.

What he just did was merely a warm-up.

In fact, this was a warm-up for him, and the same was true for Chen Jing.

He hadn't even used his full physical strength just now.

Ji Meng launched another attack, this time with light surrounding his fists, clearly going all out.

The demon race's plans cannot be ruined by a Taoist disciple.

Faced with Ji Meng's offensive, Chen Jing had only one way to respond: to meet his fists head-on.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the two men's fists collided violently once again.

High in the heavens, the sage's aura was emanating, and several figures were hidden within it.

This momentous event in the primordial world must have been witnessed by all the sages.

"Junior brother, your disciple is facing the most powerful demon saint, Ji Meng. Aren't you worried?"

A majestic voice echoed from one side of Kunlun Mountain.

On Jin'ao Island, the Tongtian Sect Leader glanced contemptuously at Kunlun Mountain upon hearing this, and ignored it.

When they saw Chen Jing defeat Ji Meng with his first strike, not only all the saints but also the Tongtian Sect Leader himself were greatly surprised.

He had been watching his apprentice's growth closely.

Unexpectedly, a cultivator who was once only at the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal is now able to fight against the famous demon saint Ji Meng of the prehistoric world and not be at a disadvantage.

Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, in the Nuwa Palace.

Nuwa, from the other side of endless time and space, closely watched everything on the shores of the East Sea.

Her eyes were filled with pity.

He glanced at Shouyang Mountain, then sighed helplessly.

A fierce battle was raging over the East China Sea.

Two figures clashed in the air, creating a deafening roar that turned the once calm East China Sea into a turbulent sea.

Each collision surprised Ji Meng even more.

He couldn't understand how this disciple had achieved such success in just tens of thousands of years.

He believed that the disciple's strength was entirely due to his master—the Sage Shangqing.

It was the last battle between Ji Meng and Chen Jing that made Chen Jing clarify his stance and awakened the ruthlessness within him.

This battle also made Chen Jing feel a sense of crisis once again.

Ji Meng fought Chen Jing many times, but he could never defeat Chen Jing, which fueled his anger.

When the Heavenly Mirror revealed that the one hindering the demon race's grand plan was Chen Jingshi, a Taoist disciple whom Ji Meng had previously fought, he immediately volunteered to capture Chen Jingshi.

Although Chen Jing had killed three demon kings, Ji Meng did not take him seriously.

A Daoist disciple who was only at the early stage of the Great Luo realm tens of thousands of years ago must have achieved this through some kind of secret technique or treasure.

But after actually fighting Chen Jing, Ji Meng discovered that Chen Jing's changes completely exceeded his expectations.

Their battle was sure to attract the attention of all the demon emperors and demon saints of the demon race, and Ji Meng knew he couldn't afford to lose face.

Chen Jing was just an ordinary disciple of the Taoist sect.

He had already joined the demon race while serving Di Jun and Tai Yi.

At that time, the Three Pure Ones had not yet become saints, but he was already a well-known great being in the prehistoric world.

"Bang!"

After another violent collision, they each retreated several hundred meters.

Ji Meng roared, and the magical steel fork in his hand immediately appeared.

At this moment, Ji Meng unleashed his full magical power without reservation, and with a grab of his left hand, he gathered the surrounding immortal energy.

A powerful surge of immortal energy erupted from Ji Meng's body and flowed into the steel fork through his arm.

The steel fork emitted a dazzling light due to the infusion of celestial energy.

With a flick of his right hand, Ji Meng sent the steel fork flying out of his hand, instantly growing to tens of feet in size, and shooting towards Chen Jing.

Upon seeing the situation, Chen Jing immediately realized that Ji Meng, the Demon Saint, could not endure the battle any longer.

He also intends to resolve the matter quickly.

The iron rod instantly appeared in his hand. It wasn't as dazzling as the steel fork, but with his full power, it shot straight toward the steel fork that was tearing through the sky.

"boom!"

The two magical treasures collided in mid-air, bursting forth with dazzling light that illuminated the sky above the East Sea.

At the same time, both of them let out a muffled groan and took a few steps back.

This exchange of fire clearly caused damage to both sides.

Above Jin'ao Island, the Tongtian Sect Leader sighed deeply.

When Ji Meng launched the attack, he was constantly worried and anxious for his apprentice.

However, he did not intervene, because he understood that in the primordial world, one had to endure hardships to achieve anything.

Only by overcoming this obstacle can we have a smooth journey; otherwise, we will be reduced to ashes.

The Tongtian Sect Leader would never allow Chen Jing to die here.

He has the power of a saint and can stop the fight at any time.

However, a mental demon may remain in Chen Jing's heart, hindering his cultivation.

Since his disciple was confident, the Tongtian Sect Leader also chose to believe him.

The Primordial Celestial Venerable above Kunlun showed surprise. He had not expected Tongtian's disciple to be so strong, able to contend with the Demon Saint Jimeng for a long time without being at a disadvantage.

The eyes of the Primordial Celestial Venerable were filled with jealousy.

He thought of his twelve disciples, who, although they were all quite good, were far inferior to Tongtian's disciples.

Ji Meng was humiliated and furious when he realized his attack was ineffective.

With a roar, Ji Meng immediately transformed into a monster with a dragon's head, a human body, and bird's claws, and soared into the sky.

"hold head high!"

Then, a roar resembling a dragon's cry echoed across the East China Sea.