Primordial Era: Humanity's Supreme Ruler, Abolishes Nuwa's Position as Holy Mother

Chapter 38 Chu Feng plots for merit, Laozi intercepts and kills Xuan Du

With a violent tremor, the laws of water emerged, and power gathered and floated above Gonggong's head, with water cascading down from the sky to protect him.

In the distance, twelve fireballs, each larger than a mountain, contained boundless fire power, exerting immense pressure on Gonggong, causing complex power runes to be inscribed directly in the void.

Zhu Rong sat cross-legged in the void, his power surging and clanging. Each fireball contained laws, burning through the void and ringing out like a heavenly sword being drawn from its sheath.

With a flash of light, two forces simultaneously roared forward, shattering mountains and collapsing the void.

Zhu Rong launched a full-scale attack to completely defeat Gong Gong. She strode forward, traversing thousands of miles, and in the instant the flames rose, she transformed into a divine phoenix descending to earth.

"Gonggong, you slaughtered my tribe of witches! I will make you lie dead at my feet, your blood staining a thousand miles!"

Zhu Rong roared, unwavering, and charged forward.

In a distant place, the shamans of two tribes were watching closely, all deeply shaken, their eyes fixed on the area where water and fire intertwined.

Some powerful beings from the primordial world noticed this and were observing.

wow-

The water in mid-air rippled incessantly, each ripple like a thousand-meter-high surging wave, from which boundless radiance surged, submerging that vast expanse of space.

The battle between water and fire began. Two enormous figures moved with divine might, like dragons soaring through the clouds, shaking heaven and earth and making ghosts and gods weep, as they fiercely clashed.

Both of them moved with great force, their movements as radiant light entered the sea. They were like real dragons churning within it, their palms and feet constantly shattering the void.

At this moment.

The ten war gods who had just been killed and removed from the battlefield were resurrected one after another at the top of Mount Kongtong.

Chu Feng sensed something and summoned them before him, then placed them in the sacred pool, carefully contemplating the moment of death.

The whole process was short. Xuan Du, who had already gained some insight, quickly emerged from the sacred pool, put on his robes, and walked towards Chu Feng to inform him of the progress.

Since the area currently does not cover the place where Zhu Rong and Gong Gong fought, Chu Feng is unaware of the details of what happened.

Fortunately, Xuan Du described the situation vividly, and the key points were explained in detail, so Chu Feng realized that the provocation was much more effective than expected.

He had his own plans in mind.

"It was expected that they would fight, but we don't know if the Communist Party will be angry and strike Mount Buzhou afterwards."

Chu Feng thought to himself, deciding to make arrangements in advance.

After looking at Xuandu and finding that he was not seriously injured, he sent him to the North Sea to find the Xuan Turtle.

"Beihai?" Xuandu asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Yes." Chu Feng nodded. "Tell him that I can help him take human form and break through his cultivation level, and then invite him to the human race."

Although Xuandu was puzzled as to why Chu Feng would do this, upon hearing that it would allow the Xuan Turtle to break through the seal, his doubts turned into great anticipation.

The Black Tortoise of the North Sea, the first black tortoise since the beginning of time.

They are a unique species, with profound origins, and also possess the bloodline of a chaotic demon god.

For this reason, he was disliked by the Heavenly Dao, which planted a Heavenly Dao chain in his body, preventing him from breaking through to Quasi-Saint and making him unable to take human form. His size increased day by day, and it is unknown how vast he is now.

Chu Feng glanced at him sideways, offering no explanation.

Xuan Du then accepted the order and left the territory.

Not long after that, the other nine war gods also awoke one after another.

They were excited because, just as Chu Feng had said, they were resurrected directly within the territory after death.

Upon arriving before Chu Feng, the nine of them began to recount in detail what had happened during this period.

Sensing the excitement and exhilaration in their words, Chu Feng looked up again towards the direction of the North Sea.

At that time—

The aura that Xuandu generated when he left was actually detected by Laozi, who had just left the Nuwa Palace.

He stood between heaven and earth, seated atop a blue ox, his eyes flashing with icy killing intent, and roared, "Traitorous disciple!"

Laozi was furious with Xuandu. As his eldest disciple, Xuandu's disobedience had caused him to lose face among the myriad races and saints of the prehistoric world.

Previously, Xuandu had always been in human territory, so Laozi had never caused him any trouble. But now that he had left, even though he had concealed his presence, there were still some clues.

Lao Tzu was furious.

A dazzling light shot into the sky, and a terrifying black storm surged in the small space around him, overflowing from the void.

"Die!" he shouted from the depths of his anger.

The inscribed, boundless, and inexhaustible power of the saint erupted completely, creating a terrifying scene, like the sun in the sky shattering, a truly awe-inspiring sight.

When a sage takes action, it shakes the heavens and the earth.

The powerful beings of the primordial world who sensed it felt a chill run down their spines. No matter where they were, the wrath of a saint was unbearable, causing them to feel apprehensive and terrifying.

Everything surged even more violently, the power imprinted in the void grew even stronger, and the divine light, like a sword, fiercely cleaved through the void, unleashing terrifying power.

Space was torn apart, and the power of the sage seemed to transform from the ends of the world into a world-destroying sword, threatening to pierce through the entire primordial world.

At this moment, Lao Tzu unleashed his pent-up rage, almost unleashing his innate spiritual treasure.

Even so, the power unleashed at this moment should not be underestimated; it was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

"Um!?"

An astonishing killing intent swept over him. Xuandu sensed it, turned around abruptly, and felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

However, the power of a sage is so great that the divine light shines upon him, and before he could fully unleash his power, it had already crushed all his magical energy, rendering him unable to fight.

boom!

Before Xuandu could react, a crystal-clear palm, engraved with dense runes, slammed down from the void.

"Yes!" His pupils contracted as he recognized the person who had made the move, but he couldn't believe it.

In a burst of intense divine light, the entire mountain range vanished, its walls melted and flowing with molten lava.

In an instant, white mist rose, and this area was completely destroyed, with all living beings being slaughtered.

"ah--"

The power of the sage swept across the land, completely and utterly overwhelming, terrifying beyond measure.

Xuandu still wanted to resist, but he couldn't use any of his power, which was completely incomparable to the power of Zhu Rong and Gong Gong before.

As far as the eye could see, he watched his newly restored body explode, turning into fragments that merged into the blazing divine light.

In an instant, Xuandu's aura vanished.

"When a sage intervenes, all things perish; this is the annihilation of Xuandu!"

"He betrayed the human religion to seek the well-being of humanity, incurring the wrath of the sages. Now that he has left human territory, how can he possibly survive?"

All races were horrified and gazed at that void.

Faintly, the surging and vast power of the sage still lingered, and the aura in the void continued to spread unchecked.

A black storm descended upon the land with tremendous force, destroying a mountain range before vanishing on its own.

The wrath of the Sage terrified all races, causing them to be greatly shaken. Previously, they had underestimated the Sage's invincibility, but now, seeing him again, their feelings were completely different.

Saints are still powerful, but they are not so superior to certain people.

In the shadows, a powerful figure pondered to himself, sighing, "Even a sage of his stature possesses such a strong desire for revenge."

They instructed the younger members of their clan not to easily comment on any matters concerning the sages.

(End of this chapter)