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

Everyone fell silent, their hearts feeling as if a huge boulder was pressing down on them.

The male Yaochi lowered his eyes and remained silent, his fingertips unconsciously digging into his palm.

Unable to contain himself, Nanxin stepped forward and asked, "Senior Uncle, since it is said that a sage's sword could destroy heaven and earth, how did you escape?"

The Grandmaster Hunyuan remained calm: "How can mortals fathom the realm of a sage?"

He paused, gazing into the distance, "This sage is named Nuwa, the ancient Holy Mother Nuwa. Her holy position was bestowed upon her by the Queen Mother of the West; her descent into the world was also to carry out the Queen Mother of the West's command to save humanity from calamity."

Upon hearing this, everyone straightened their backs, held their breath, and composed themselves.

The Grandmaster of Hunyuan gazed at the palace in the clouds, a slight smile playing on his lips, but a glint of unfathomable light flashed in his eyes.

The goddess Nuwa did not leave this cave dwelling casually. Legend has it that it contains the essence of her life's enlightenment and the key to creation, a most profound gift left to future generations. His voice was low and slow, each word filled with reverence.

Male Yaochi's heart trembled. He looked up at the palace, his fingertips trembling slightly: "What kind of power does the Goddess Nuwa's blood and wisdom truly possess? How will this cave rewrite our destiny?"

The Primordial Ancestor gave her a deep look and slowly spoke: "This place is the stairway to heaven. It contains countless treasures, but the most crucial one is the 'Nine-Turn Spirit Pearl.' This pearl undergoes nine transformations, containing the very essence of creation, capable of refining all the spiritual energies of heaven and earth—golden energy, green wood, dark water, crimson flame, thick earth, wind, thunder, frost, and hail—the nine energies circulate endlessly. Anyone who tries to seize it by force will instantly have their soul shattered."

The man's eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's enter the palace immediately, seize the pearl, and prove our Dao!"

The Grandmaster Hunyuan nodded and flicked his sleeves: "Very well! Disciples, follow me into the cave to seek our destiny."

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At this moment, Chen Yu was already sitting cross-legged in the center of the cave, holding the Nine-Turn Spirit Pearl in his hand.

This pearl is indeed a treasure, containing its own microcosm, with nine streams of spiritual energy flowing endlessly—metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, ice, and hail, each holding its own pole, colliding with and generating each other, cycling endlessly like the breath of heaven and earth.

If one is not careful, any loss of spiritual energy will overwhelm one's consciousness and cause one to die from a head injury.

This pearl is far more precious than the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, and even surpasses most innate spiritual treasures!

Even a top expert like Chen Yu has only seen this a handful of times in his entire life.

The nine spiritualities are unruly and difficult to tame; their integration is as difficult as defying fate.

But at this moment, as all the spiritual energy surged in, streams of spiritual liquid burst forth like thunderbolts, crashing into every part of the body. The intensity and ferocity of this spiritual liquid far surpassed the gentle medicinal properties of the Snow Condensation Pill, bordering on the violent.

The spiritual liquid surged through the meridians, and wherever it passed, the bone marrow was tempered by a heavy hammer, and the tendons were forged by divine fire, quietly renewing itself—every inch of flesh and blood was trembling, reorganizing, and rising.

This is a true transformation!

It's more like a series of sacred baptisms, each wash as if carved by nature and sculpted by the great Dao.

This spiritual liquid is the primordial energy of chaos.

Its purity is so high that it is almost flawless, as if it had been solidified since the beginning of time, allowing no impurities.

When the chaotic energy entered the body, the nine kinds of spiritual liquids that were originally clearly distinct immediately changed.

They no longer acted independently, but were slowly returned to their positions and attracted to each other under the stirring of the chaotic force, eventually condensing into two completely opposite yet unified forces—the yin energy sinking and the yang energy rising, and the image of Tai Chi naturally emerged.

Yin and Yang nurture all things!

The nine kinds of spiritual liquids follow this rhythm, gradually forming a complete cycle; once the cycle is complete, they nourish each other again, eventually giving birth to the primordial chaos energy once more—this is the true meaning of the primordial chaos energy.

The primordial energy is the source of power, containing boundless might.

At this moment, the Yin and Yang energies also awaken, intertwining and merging with the chaotic energy, like two dragons coiling around a pillar, gradually merging together.

The two supreme forces merged, and the magical power within his body surged like a raging sea, threatening to burst forth.

The Grandmaster Hunyuan and everyone else witnessed the entire process of Chen Yu absorbing the Nine-Turn Spirit Pearl, and were all greatly shocked.

They watched as the chaotic energy, like rising clouds and rosy hues, and the yin and yang energies, like the sun and moon shining together, circulated endlessly within Chen Yu's body—as if witnessing the reopening of heaven and earth and the establishment of the Great Dao.

A hint of undisguised satisfaction flashed across the eyes of the Grandmaster Hunyuan. He stepped forward slowly, his voice deep yet burning with passion: "Chen Yu, the nine energies of the Nine Revolutions Spirit Pearl have been transformed into your own. Yin and Yang and Chaos complement and coexist with each other. You have stepped into a realm that no one before you has reached."

Chen Yu closed his eyes and looked inward, feeling his blood and qi surge like a dragon soaring into the abyss, and his magical power overflowing like the sea filling a ravine. He exhaled a long breath, then drew in his qi again, and the spiritual light around him suddenly surged, the golden radiance dazzling, as if a god had descended to earth.

Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted from the depths of the cave!

Everyone looked up and saw a beam of blazing white light, thicker than a water vat, shooting out from the dome and piercing the heavens. Runes danced within the beam, ancient and sinister, as if a secret incantation dormant for millennia had been suddenly awakened.

The Grandmaster of Hunyuan's expression turned solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "The restriction has been forcibly shaken—there must be an external enemy breaking through the boundary! Chen Yu, although you are making rapid progress, you still need to be extremely cautious at this moment."

Chen Yu nodded, his aura deepening, his fighting spirit surging like a drawn sword, its sharpness fully revealed. The Primordial Ancestor and the disciples of the Intercepting Sect also focused their attention, their magical artifacts resonating softly, their formations subtly arranged, awaiting the approaching enemy.

Before the words were finished, a flash of cold light appeared in the cave, and a figure in black robes materialized out of thin air.

The man was gaunt and thin, with a face as cold as iron and eyes that shimmered with an eerie light, as if hiding in an abyss. He coldly swept his gaze over Chen Yu and the others, a chilling smile playing on his lips.

"Chen Yu, I've heard you were about to break through your cultivation barrier, but I didn't expect it to be so fast."

The Grandmaster of Hunyuan frowned deeply: "State your name! Who gave you permission to trespass into my cave?"

The man in black robes ignored him, then suddenly flicked his sleeve, and a sharp, dark light tore through the air, shooting straight at Chen Yu's face!

Chen Yu's pupils contracted slightly. Instead of retreating, he met the attack head-on. Golden light surged from his palm, condensing into a glass-like shield. With a resounding clang, it forcefully intercepted the deadly beam.

"If you're looking for death, don't blame me for being unruly." His voice was cold, and his gaze was like a sword.

In an instant, the two were locked in combat. A fierce wind howled through the cave, spiritual explosions erupted frequently, and light and shadow burst forth like rain.

Chen Yu's moves were expansive and powerful, each gesture imbued with divine secrets; the black-robed man's attacks were fierce and unpredictable, yet they grew wildly like tangled vines, losing all order.

The Grandmaster Hunyuan and the disciples of the Jie Sect immediately formed an array and pressed forward, each displaying their supernatural powers and spells, turning the cave into a battlefield of carnage.

Chen Yu's fighting spirit boiled, and his fist intent grew stronger. His dantian trembled, and a vast amount of magical power surged out, condensing into a golden rainbow that tore through the void. In an instant, it swept in front of the black-robed man, and with a punch wrapped in wind and thunder, it smashed down fiercely!

The man in black robes was sent flying backward, his robes fluttering wildly, but he let out a chilling, sinister laugh as he looked up at the sky. Immediately afterward, an icy chill exploded from his body, like frost and snow avalanches, instantly enveloping him in a dark blue mist.

The icy mist surged and transformed into a roaring glacial river, its waves towering thousands of feet high, crashing with immense force towards the golden streak of light that stretched across the sky—

The person formed from the golden light was none other than Taiyi Zhenjun!