Primordial Era: I am a treasure trove, full of magical treasures.

The appearance of the mysterious treasure instantly froze the smile on the old man's face.

He had clearly activated his senses to the maximum; he could have detected even a mosquito flying in instantly, let alone a person. Yet this young man in the green robe had appeared silently within three feet of him, without him noticing!

There are only two possibilities—

Either the young man's cultivation level was far higher than his, high enough to deceive his senses;

Either this young man has mastered some strange law that allows him to be ignored.

Neither of these scenarios is good news for me.

"You…" The old man's pupils contracted slightly, and for the first time, his voice carried a hint of seriousness, "Who are you?"

"Me?" Xuanbao tilted his head, his smile widening. "You're causing trouble in my house, and you're asking who I am?"

The old man of the dead fell silent.

He had indeed investigated the high-level combat forces of the prehistoric world. The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Houtu, and the Two Sages of the West—these were all within his intelligence purview. But the young man before him was not among his intelligence sources. He only knew that there was a Heavenly Emperor in the prehistoric world, but it was said that the Heavenly Emperor was merely a newbie who had just become a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, not worth his attention at all.

But the person in front of me, how could he be a mere Primordial Chaos Golden Immortal?

Although he had deliberately concealed that faint aura, what kind of person was the old man? He could sense that the person in front of him was at least at the seventh level of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal realm, or even higher!

"You are... Xuanbao?" The old man of the dead finally remembered the name.

"Congratulations, you got it right." Xuanbao clapped his hands. "The reward is—"

Before he finished speaking, his right hand was already raised, fingers spread, aimed at the old man of the dead.

"The Law of Spacetime—Displacement!"

An invisible force instantly enveloped the space around the old man. He only felt a blur before his eyes, and the surrounding scenery seemed to be crushed and reassembled by an invisible hand—the giant bone tower disappeared, the vast army of undead disappeared, and the primordial sky and earth disappeared.

Instead, there was an endless, chaotic void.

A grayish-white chaotic current flowed slowly around them, and occasionally a few flashes of light, the light of annihilation of laws, would appear in the distance—those were the void vortexes commonly found in chaos. There was no earth beneath their feet, no sky above their heads, only eternal nothingness and silence.

The old man was stunned for a full three seconds before he realized what had happened.

"The laws of spacetime?!" His voice trembled with disbelief. "You've actually mastered the laws of spacetime?!"

The laws of spacetime are among the most powerful laws even in the chaos. You should know that, not to mention the laws of spacetime, even if you separate the laws of space and time individually, they are both ranked in the top 10. When combined, they are even more formidable.

Mastering the laws of space and time means that one can manipulate the flow of time and spatial dimensions to a certain extent, and even travel to a point in the past or future—of course, the costs involved are self-evident.

And this young man in front of him actually moved him from the primordial world to the depths of chaos with just a few gestures!

This kind of control over the laws of space and time is simply unheard of!

"What? Surprised?" Xuanbao crossed his arms and looked at the old man with a smile. "You think we wouldn't dare to make a move just because you're in the Primordial Realm? You're too naive."

The old man's face turned extremely ugly.

He finally realized that he had bitten off more than he could chew this time.

But a Chaos God is still a Chaos God, having traversed countless eras of chaos, what storms haven't he weathered? After a brief moment of shock, the old necromancer quickly regained his composure. He sneered, and the grayish-white mist around him rose once more, enveloping him.

"Hmph, so what if you shift the battlefield to chaos?" The old necromancer's voice echoed from the mist, tinged with disdain. "I am a peak seventh-level Saint! The four of you are merely at the same level as me. Even if you join forces, what can you do to me? Everyone has their own tricks up their sleeve."

"Oh? Is that so?" Xuanbao raised an eyebrow, then turned to look at the Three Pure Ones. "Masters, he said that the four of us at the seventh level of the Heavenly Realm can't do anything to him."

The Tongtian Sect Leader, carrying the Zhuxian Sword, grinned and said, "Then let him see what the strength of the Seventh Heaven is like."

Lao Tzu didn't speak, but simply tapped his cane lightly, and a massive Tai Chi diagram unfolded beneath his feet. The Yin and Yang energies circulated endlessly, enveloping the chaotic void spanning billions of miles. At the edge of the Tai Chi diagram, profound runes lit up, forming a sealed barrier that trapped the old man within.

Yuanshi was even more direct. With a gentle wave of his Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, a beam of chaotic light disappeared into the void. The next moment, the chaotic energy around the old man of the undead suddenly solidified, as if time itself had been frozen—that was the spacetime law of Yuanshi Tianzun. Although he was not as proficient as Xuanbao, it was enough to restrict the old man of the undead's movements for a short period of time.

"Let's do it!"

Xuanbao let out a low shout and charged forward first!

With a flick of his right hand, the Eternal Spear appeared in his palm. Three thousand law patterns on the spearhead simultaneously lit up, bursting forth with dazzling brilliance. He held nothing back, unleashing his full power from the outset—because he knew these cunning old foxes were not so easy to deal with.

Although the old man was startled by Xuanbao's spacetime laws, his cultivation was profound, and he broke free from the restraints almost instantly. He sneered, formed hand seals, and the gray-white mist around him suddenly surged, transforming into countless bone spikes that shot towards Xuanbao!

Each of those bone spurs contained the power of the laws of the seventh level of sainthood, enough to pierce through stars and tear apart the void!

However, Xuanbao did not dodge or evade at all.

The Chaos Bell floating above his head trembled slightly, emitting a melodious chime.

"clang--!!!"

Invisible ripples spread out, and the bone spikes that hit the ripples were like hitting an invisible iron wall, shattering and disappearing without leaving a trace.

The old man's pupils contracted: "A Chaos Spiritual Treasure?"

"Guess?" Xuanbao grinned, his Eternal Spear already thrusting towards the old necromancer!

The old ghoul didn't have time to think. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, and a thick layer of bone armor instantly covered his arms, attempting to take the hit head-on.

However, the instant the tip of the Eternal Spear made contact with the bone armor—

"Click—"

A crisp cracking sound rang out.

The old necromancer's prized bone armor was as fragile as tofu before Xuanbao's spear. The spear tip pierced through the armor without resistance, embedding itself in his left arm and drawing a pool of grayish-white blood!

"What?!" The old necromancer's expression changed drastically, and he retreated rapidly, trying to create distance.

But would Xuanbao give him that chance?

With a flick of his wrist, the three thousand law patterns attached to the Eternal Spear suddenly erupted, and a terrifying devouring power surged from the tip of the spear, beginning to frantically draw mana from the old man's body!

The old necromancer felt his magical power surge forth like a burst dam, being devoured by the spear. His face turned deathly pale, and his breathing became erratic.

"What kind of law is this?!" The old necromancer exclaimed in shock and rage. "The law of devouring? No! This is... one of the Three Thousand Laws?!"

He finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

The young man before me has mastered not only the laws of spacetime, but the legendary Three Thousand Laws! Those are the ultimate laws that existed only at the beginning of chaos, the source of all laws!

"Only realizing it now? Too late!"

Xuanbao sneered, and with another burst of power from his spear, he lifted the old man of the undead into the air, then slammed him into the void!

The old man, now a spirit, was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing through tens of thousands of miles of chaotic air before barely managing to regain his footing. Just as he was about to retaliate, the Tongtian Sect Master's sword energy arrived!

"Take this!"

Tongtian, wielding the Zhuxian Sword, unleashed a single strike! The sword light shone like an inverted galaxy, sharp as the judgment of the heavens. Wherever it passed, the chaotic energy was cleaved in two, leaving behind a void rift that could not heal for a long time!

The old man of the dead hastily raised his hand to block, and a gray-white wall of bones rose up in front of him.

But how easy is it to block the sword of the Tongtian Sect Leader?

The bone wall was as fragile as paper before the sword light, instantly cleaved in two! The sword light, undiminished in its force, left a deep, bone-revealing wound on the old man's chest!

"Pfft—" The old necromancer spat out a mouthful of grayish-white blood and staggered backward.

Before he could even catch his breath, Lao Tzu's attack had already arrived.

Lao Tzu did not attack directly, but instead gently swung his flat cane, and a miniature Tai Chi diagram flew from his hand, landing at the feet of the old man. The Tai Chi diagram slowly rotated, and the Yin and Yang energies transformed into two chains, wrapping around the old man's legs and firmly fixing him in place.

"Certainly!"

Laozi gave a soft shout, and the Yin and Yang energies on the Taiji diagram suddenly erupted, transforming into a terrifying suppressive force that suppressed the flow of magical power within the old man's body.

The old man felt a sudden heaviness in his body, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on him. He tried to break free, but the suppressive power of the Tai Chi diagram was extremely strange; the more he struggled, the tighter the suppression became.

"Well done!" The old necromancer gritted his teeth, a glint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes. "But do you think you can trap me like this?"

He took a deep breath, and the black crystal between his brows suddenly lit up, emitting an eerie and malevolent light. The light wriggled like a living thing, spreading along his meridians throughout his body, forming a thin black film on his skin.

The moment the black membrane appeared, the old man's aura surged dramatically!

"The Laws of the Dead—The Body of the Dead!"

His body underwent a bizarre transformation at that moment—his originally grayish-white bony carapace turned into a deep black; his originally withered muscles became as hard as steel; and his originally cloudy eyes shone with two balls of blood-red light.

His aura surged from the peak of the seventh level of Sainthood to the early stage of the eighth level!

"Hmm?" Xuanbao raised an eyebrow. "It can still unleash its power?"

"Boy, you've certainly surprised this old man." The old necromancer's voice turned hoarse and deep, as if it came from the deepest hell. "But you shouldn't have pushed this far. Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared from the spot!

The next instant, he appeared in front of the Tongtian Sect Leader and threw a punch!

That punch was incredibly fast and incredibly powerful! Wherever the fist's energy passed, the void collapsed, the laws were annihilated, and even the chaotic currents were blasted into a huge hole!

The Tongtian Sect Leader's pupils contracted. Without time to think, the Four Swords of Zhuxian were simultaneously placed in front of him!

"boom--!!!"

A deafening roar!

The Tongtian Sect Leader, sword and all, was blasted tens of thousands of miles away by this punch, crashing into more than a dozen chaotic boulders before barely coming to a stop. He steadied himself and glanced down at the Zhuxian Sword in his hand—a tiny crack had appeared on its blade!

"What incredible strength!" The Tongtian Sect Leader gasped.

The old man of the dead punched Tongtian away, and without stopping, he turned around and threw another punch at Laozi!

Laozi's expression remained unchanged. He gently paused with his flat cane, and a huge Tai Chi diagram unfolded in front of him, blocking the old man's fist.

"boom--!!!"

Another loud bang!

The Tai Chi diagram trembled violently, with Yin and Yang energies surging endlessly, but it ultimately managed to block the punch. However, Laozi's face paled slightly—clearly, taking a punch from a mid-stage Chaos Demon God of the Eighth Heaven was not an easy task for him either.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yuanshi took out the Pangu Banner and began to hack at the old man. It should be noted that the Pangu Banner, which was formed from the blade of the Pangu Axe, originally possessed the power to tear apart chaos, shatter space and time, destroy all laws, and reshape earth, water, fire, and wind. In addition, with the current cultivation of the Primordial Saint at the seventh level, it caught the strange old man off guard.

The old man knew that if the four of them joined forces, he would surely be defeated, so he could not delay any longer.

The old man clapped his hands, and the grayish-white mist surrounding him exploded, transforming into countless streams of light that shot in all directions. Upon landing, these streams of light quickly coalesced into skeletons—the skeletons of the Chaos Demon God!

Twelve skeletons stood in neat rows in the chaotic void. Each one exuded the aura of a saint, the weakest being at the fifth level of sainthood, while five of them had even reached the sixth level of sainthood!

These twelve chaotic demon god spirits were all different in form. Some were like giant pythons, their skeletons winding for tens of thousands of feet, with sharp bone spikes growing on each vertebra; some were humanoid, but with six bone arms extending from their backs, each holding a weapon made of bone at its end; and there was one that was the most bizarre—it had no fixed form, as if it were pieced together from countless tiny bone fragments, constantly changing shape, sometimes turning into a giant mouth, sometimes into a cloud of bone mist.

"I've traversed countless eons of chaos, collecting far more demon god skeletons than just those three!" The old necromancer stood in the center of the twelve undead, his body surrounded by swirling gray-white mist, a hint of smugness in his voice. "These twelve are my true trump cards! You think you're so tough? Come, show me!"

The Tongtian Sect Leader raised an eyebrow, the Four Immortal Execution Swords humming behind him: "Oh ho, you've hidden so many? But—you think these worthless junk can stop us?"

"Stop you?" the old necromancer sneered. "Who said I was going to stop all of you?"

Before he finished speaking, the five spirits of Saints at the sixth level of Heaven suddenly moved!

Three of them lunged at the Tongtian Sect Leader! One giant python undead spewed out a cloud of grayish-white poisonous mist, corroding holes in the void wherever the mist passed; a six-armed undead wielded six bone blades, the blade light like a waterfall, completely sealing off the space around the Tongtian Sect Leader; and a humanoid undead formed hand seals, and bone spikes appeared out of thin air, shooting towards the Tongtian Sect Leader like a torrential rain!

Tongtian snorted coldly, and the Four Swords of Zhuxian transformed into four dazzling sword rainbows, meeting the attack of the three undead. The sword light clashed with the bone blades, erupting in blinding sparks and deafening roars. However, the three undead coordinated perfectly, one launching the main attack, one restraining, and one harassing, managing to temporarily entangle Tongtian!

The other two undead, both at the sixth level of the Saint realm, rushed towards Laozi. One transformed into a massive cloud of bone mist, sweeping in like a tsunami, from which came the wails and roars of countless wronged souls; the other summoned countless bone spears from the void, raining them down on Laozi like a storm.

Laozi's expression remained unchanged. He lightly tapped his flat cane, and a huge Tai Chi diagram unfolded beneath his feet. Yin and Yang energies circulated continuously, blocking the bone spears and bone mist outside. However, the two undead were clearly not ordinary beings. One constantly eroded the Tai Chi diagram's defense with bone mist, while the other continuously summoned bone spears, depleting Laozi's magical power.

The remaining seven undead surrounded Yuanshi Tianzun. Although their cultivation was only at the fifth level of the Saint Realm, the combined efforts of the seven of them, along with the strange characteristics of the Law of the Dead, made it difficult for Yuanshi to escape for a time.

The old man's move was precise and ruthless. He knew he was no match for the Three Pure Ones working together. But as long as he used the undead to hold off two of them, he could concentrate on taking down one first—once one was gone, the rest would be easier to deal with.

His target, of course, was the Xuanbao.

"Boy, weren't you so arrogant just now?" The old necromancer turned around, looked at Xuanbao, and a sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "Now, your helpers are all tied up. Let me see how long you can hold out by yourself."

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared from the spot!

The next instant, he appeared in front of Xuanbao and threw a punch!

This punch contained all the power of his early eighth level of the Heavenly Realm! Wherever the fist's energy passed, the void collapsed, the laws were annihilated, and even the chaotic currents were punched into a huge hole!

Xuanbao's pupils contracted slightly, but he did not retreat.

He took a deep breath, and the Three Thousand Laws circulated wildly within his body. The Eternal Spear was held horizontally in front of him, and the patterns of the Three Thousand Laws on the spearhead lit up at the same time, bursting out with an extremely dazzling light!

"boom--!!!"

The moment the spear tip collided with the fist, a terrifying energy storm erupted! The chaotic airflow within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles was instantly shattered, and a huge hole with a diameter of millions of miles was blasted into the void. At the edge of the hole, fragments of laws flew like snowflakes!

Xuanbao's body slid backward tens of thousands of miles before he could barely regain his balance. His tiger's mouth was slightly numb, and the shaft of the Eternal Spear trembled slightly—this was the first time since his debut that he had felt pressure in a head-on confrontation.

"Interesting." Xuanbao shook his numb wrist, but the fighting spirit in his eyes burned even brighter. "Eighth Heaven Realm, you're quite something."

The old man was also somewhat surprised. He had thought that this punch would at least injure Xuanbao, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually take it head-on, and it didn't seem to be greatly affected.

"Such tough bones." The old man licked his lips, a greedy glint in his eyes. "But—the harder the bone, the more flavorful it is!"

He attacked again, his hands forming a seal, and the gray-white mist around him suddenly surged, transforming into countless bone spikes that shot towards Xuanbao from all directions! Each of those bone spikes contained the power of the laws of the eighth level of a saint, enough to pierce through stars and tear apart the void!

Xuanbao took a deep breath, and the Chaos Bell floated above his head. The bell trembled slightly and emitted a melodious chime.

"clang--!!!"

Invisible ripples spread out, blocking the bone spikes in mid-air. But the old necromancer's attacks were like a relentless storm, one wave after another. Although the Chaos Bell's defense was sturdy, it began to tremble slightly under the continuous onslaught of the eighth-level expert.

"Let's see how long you can last!" The old necromancer sneered, his attacks becoming even more ferocious.

While fending off the old necromancer's attacks, Xuanbao rapidly considered his options. He knew that while a direct confrontation wouldn't necessarily result in defeat, defeating this eighth-level necromancer would be no easy feat. Furthermore, although the Three Pure Ones were temporarily held back, those necromancers were ultimately inanimate objects and wouldn't last long. Once the Three Pure Ones were free to act, the four of them working together would undoubtedly defeat the old man.

But the problem is—this old man clearly understands this too. That's why he's willing to use his trump card to eliminate him in a short time.

I'd better strike first.

Just then, Xuanbao suddenly sheathed his spear, retreated rapidly, and shouted, "Masters, get out of the way!!"

Although the Three Pure Ones did not understand what Xuanbao was going to do, out of trust in Xuanbao, they directly defeated their opponent and chose to use a yo-yo.

The old man was stunned, not yet able to react—

Xuanbao pulled something out of his pocket and hurled it at the old man!

It was a bead the size of a fist, its entire body a chaotic color, its surface covered with dense cracks, from which emanated an extremely unstable and dangerous aura—it was clearly another specially made self-destructing magical artifact!

Tongtian's pupils constricted sharply: "Again?!"