Primordial Era: Starting with Self-Created Mythical Great Luo Law

The primordial spirit had barely escaped half a foot when Nuwa flicked her finger, and a golden talisman sealed it down—instantly encasing it in the 'Exquisite Pagoda,' leaving no trace of it escaping.

The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone held their breath and avoided eye contact, none daring to meet the gaze of the Primordial Ancestor.

He stood alone in the center of the scene, his clothes motionless, yet he seemed like a thousand troops pressing in.

Those cultivators hated the man in black to the bone, but at this moment they would rather grit their teeth than go forward and risk their lives.

No one dared to utter a sound, no one dared to move, even the wind avoided him.

Just as the emperor was furious, all the civil and military officials, despite their pent-up resentment, could only lower their heads and remain silent, not daring to even breathe loudly.

The Holy Mother of Yaochi lowered her eyes and remained silent, while the Dragon Girl quietly took a half step back, silently concealing all her sharpness.

The Grandmaster Hunyuan's gaze swept across the entire area like lightning, his deep voice resonating through the rock walls: "Since no one dares to challenge my authority, then I will personally take this 'Heaven and Earth Spirit Pearl' today—does anyone have anything to say?"

Everyone lowered their heads and held their breath, not uttering a sound. Even though their hearts were in turmoil, no one dared to raise their eyes to look directly at him—the name of the Primordial Ancestor was like a guillotine hanging over their heads, who dared to touch its edge?

"Very well!" He flicked his sleeves, his voice like the clash of metal, "Since there are no objections, I will proceed immediately."

He immediately turned to the side, staring at the male Yaochi, his tone calm yet sharp: "Yaochi, let's join forces to find the pearl. You will protect me!"

The male Yaochi nodded and uttered only one word: "Yes."

The Grandmaster of Hunyuan's gaze suddenly turned cold, like two icicles piercing towards him: "Yaochi, if you harbor any treacherous schemes—"

Before he finished speaking, his murderous intent spread like a chilling tide—anyone who deceived him would be killed on the spot, without a second thought.

The male nun, Yaochi, stood silently with her eyes lowered for a moment, then raised her eyes again with a solemn expression: "Brother Hunyuan, please rest assured, this humble nun would never dare to deceive you!"

"Hmph." He let out a cold laugh through his nose. "I hope so."

As soon as he finished speaking, he sat cross-legged, his robes fluttering without wind; the male Yaochi immediately stood beside him, his fingertips glowing with a blue light, and his magical power flowing into his back like a stream.

The Demon Lord had already gripped his demonic blade again, his knuckles white, the blade trembling slightly, his guard taut as a fully drawn bow.

The cave was heavily guarded, and no one dared to rashly activate their divine sense to explore it, for fear of triggering a backlash. The group could only rely on listening to the wind, observing the dust, and holding their spiritual weapons, groping their way forward inch by inch.

The Primordial Ancestor chanted mantras, his voice like thunder rolling through the abyss, while simultaneously pressing his vast magical power, along with his natal magical artifact, into the Spirit Pearl.

The 'Heaven and Earth Spirit Pearl' contained endless pure Yang essence, and the essence vaporized and condensed into a milky white mist on the outside of the pearl—it was the most powerful and intense pure Yang energy!

As he cast his spell, Chen Yu watched silently, his hands hanging limply at his sides, unable to intervene for a moment...

In the past, he fought side by side with the Goddess Nuwa, which shocked the Three Realms, but in the end he was defeated by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun in a single thought.

Now that we are facing this dangerous place again, how dare we be even slightly overconfident?

Under the cleansing of his magical power, the spirit pearl shimmered with a warm, gentle light, like the eyes of someone just awakening.

After a long while, the Grandmaster of Hunyuan slowly finished his practice, sheathed his magic weapon, and his palms were slightly damp with sweat.

Suddenly, the spirit pearl emitted a crimson glow, then softened and dripped, like molten gold falling into jade, silently disappearing into the spine of the demonic blade—

In an instant, the blade burst forth with crimson flames, shining ten feet high, as if it had drunk the essence of eternity and was about to roar with excitement!

Everyone gasped in shock, speechless.

What kind of method is this? I've never heard of it before!

That spirit pearl was harder than the primordial membrane, and ordinary true fire could not burn it even slightly, yet he melted it into water.

The Grandmaster of Hunyuan exhaled a long breath of turbid air, opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in them.

The demonic blade returned to silence, casually tied around his neck, a black chain wrapped around his wrist, with a hint of malevolent energy emanating from it.

Then the group set off, filing out one after another.

As soon as I stepped out of the cave, a mountain breeze caressed my face, and sunlight streamed in—

Outside the cave, a small world of its own exists, with the sea of ​​clouds surging like boiling water and the stars hanging low as if they could be plucked, as if floating in the heart of the universe.

Directly in front, eighteen towering pillars rise from the ground, supporting the dome!

Each pillar is over a thousand feet thick and over ten thousand meters tall, covered with dense mysterious patterns, with talismans flowing endlessly. Between the flickering light and shadow, it seems as if a galaxy is surging and the Great Dao is murmuring.

As the group stepped out of the cave, they saw the eighteen pillars standing tall and majestic, like divine bones supporting the sky, sealing the entire peak as a forbidden zone, preventing even the stars of the outside world from getting close.

The pillar appears rough and simple, but it is actually covered with ancient runes, which shimmer with a faint light, as if every stroke touches the breath of heaven and earth, and every line corresponds to the birth and death of yin and yang.

The Grandmaster of Hunyuan frowned slightly, his gaze sharp as nails, intently scrutinizing the patterns on the giant pillar, as if trying to unravel its mysteries.

The male Yaochi stood quietly to one side, his breathing extremely soft, not even daring to tremble his eyelashes.

Suddenly—

The eighteen pillars trembled in unison, and a mysterious wave burst forth from the core of the pillars, silent and still, yet like a decree from the heavens.

The ripples spread, instantly weaving into an invisible giant net that firmly covered the entire peak.

Chen Yu felt a tingling sensation down his spine, and his heart pounded wildly—that power was as deep and profound as an abyss, as if it could determine the life and death of all living beings in a single thought, and could control the rotation of heaven and earth in a single breath!

"What a world-suppressing formation... Is it meant to lock down the very origin of heaven and earth?" Yao Chi's throat bobbed slightly, her voice barely audible. As a seventh-level Creation Realm expert, she was completely baffled by this formation.

The Grandmaster Hunyuan recognized the formation at a glance—he had suffered a loss under these eighteen giant pillars years ago.

In the blink of an eye, he had activated the Great Devouring Technique!

The demonic blade shot out, tearing through the air currents, and instantly swelled to the size of a mountain, crashing down into the very center of the eighteen giant pillars. The hilt trembled and hummed incessantly.

The Primordial Ancestor's eyes snapped open, his throat bobbed, and a mouthful of scalding essence burst forth! Crimson-gold mist enveloped the blade, which greedily absorbed it, causing the blade's edge to gleam with an eerie light, and its malevolent aura to surge like boiling water.

The blade suddenly spun wildly, making a whooshing sound, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a pitch-black tornado!

Terrifying demonic energy swept in all directions, and the black wind roared into a vortex. The vortex expanded and intensified, tightly gripping the entire giant pillar array within it.

Boom—!

The eighteen giant pillars trembled in unison, and the runes on their surfaces, like living snakes, slithered and rapidly converged, forming a mysterious totem in an instant!

The totem suddenly lit up, its golden light dazzling, and a vast and powerful pressure burst forth, forcefully sending the demonic blade flying several feet backward!

The demonic blade spun rapidly in mid-air, its edge unleashing countless dark, sharp rays that rained down like a storm, slamming fiercely into the giant pillar!

The runes on the pillar flowed endlessly, flickering like breathing.

boom--!!

With a muffled boom, the black light shattered, and the storm dissipated like smoke. The eighteen giant pillars returned to their solemn state, as steady as a rock.

The moment the demonic energy dissipated, everyone saw the demonic blade suddenly shrink back three feet and lightly fall back into the palm of the Primordial Ancestor.

He slowly closed his five fingers, his gaze passing over the mountain peaks and landing a hundred miles away—there, a palace floated quietly above the sea of ​​clouds, its eaves piercing the sunlight, its roof ridge shrouded in mist, as if it had been suspended atop the heavens since the beginning of time…

Clouds, like ribbons, entwine around the palace, resembling the abode of immortals, untouched by worldly dust.

The Grandmaster of Hunyuan sighed deeply, his voice low yet clear: "The sage's cave dwelling truly exists in this world! We have traversed the stars and searched for a thousand years, only today have we finally seen its true form. How tragic and lamentable—even with our extraordinary cultivation, we cannot withstand the lingering power of the sage's sword strike from back then!"