Primordial Era: Starting with slaughtering all the gods and Buddhas in the sky

"boom!"

Outside the cave, people startled by the blood-red light gasped in shock.

Ashi led a few daring youths, carrying torches, and rushed in. When they saw that Huang Chen had blood at the corner of his mouth, they were immediately horrified.

"Master! What's wrong?"

Although the blinding crimson light had disappeared, the communication jade talisman, which was suspended in mid-air and covered with cracks, still exuded an ominous aura.

Huang Chen glanced at the terrified crowd and felt a chill in his heart; their location had been exposed.

The people of Xuantian Sect will soon arrive, drawn by the aura of this jade talisman.

Once they arrive, the dozens of unarmed mortals in this cave will be less than ants, easily killed with a single breath.

A resolute glint flashed in Huang Chen's eyes; he had to lure the enemy away!

"Ashi!"

"Immortal Master, I'm here!"

Ashi was startled and quickly stepped forward.

Huang Chen grabbed a rough animal hide used to wrap food and quickly wrapped the floating communication jade talisman in layers before stuffing it into a leather pouch.

"Take everyone and leave through the back of the cave immediately. Run as far as you can, and don't look back!"

Huang Chen tossed a package containing dry rations and dried meat to A Shi.

"Remember, never open this body unless absolutely necessary!"

Ah Shi, holding the leather bag, froze, his face filled with fear and confusion.

"Immortal Master, what about you? Let's go together!"

"Yes, Immortal Master! We cannot abandon you!"

The others chimed in, saying that they had finally found a powerful protector and were not about to leave so easily.

"Shut up!"

Huang Chen gave a low shout.

The cave fell silent instantly.

Everyone was stunned by his terrifying aura and dared not utter another word.

"The enemy is coming for me. If you follow me, you will only face death."

Huang Chen looked at A Shi, his tone softening somewhat.

"Take them with you, and live on."

After saying that, Huang Chen activated his concealment technique and walked directly to the cave entrance.

"You should go east."

Before he finished speaking, his figure transformed into a blur and dashed out of the cave like lightning.

Only Ah Shi and a group of survivors were left standing there, dumbfounded.

……

Huang Chen's figure darted swiftly through the mountains and forests. Instead of fleeing into the deeper mountains, he went against the grain and ran wildly towards a miasma swamp fifty miles away.

The place was teeming with poisonous insects and filled with miasma.

The communication jade talisman had already locked onto his aura, so throwing it away was useless; the lackeys of the Xuantian Sect could keep chasing him.

We must find an opportunity to eliminate the pursuers and destroy the jade talisman before we can be truly safe.

Half a day later.

Above the miasma swamp, the air was slightly distorted.

Two beams of sword light tore through the clouds and descended suddenly.

As the light faded, two young cultivators appeared, dressed in white robes with gold trim and riding flying swords.

The two men were handsome, but their expressions were extremely arrogant. Their gazes swept over the churning green miasma below, filled with undisguised disgust.

The monk on the left frowned.

"Senior Brother Li, that guy's tracking markers disappeared in this filthy place?"

The cultivator addressed as Senior Brother Li swept his divine sense across the area below and let out a cold snort.

"That's right. The markings are intermittent, so it seems they're being concealed by some means, but they can't get very far."

"Hmph, a barbarian from the lower realm killed an outer sect deacon of the Xuantian Sect and still dares to resist stubbornly. He really doesn't know what's good for him."

"Let's finish this quickly. I don't want to stay in this filthy place a moment longer. Once I capture him, I'll extract his soul and refine it using our sect's secret techniques for forty-nine days!"

Senior Brother Li nodded, a cruel glint flashing in his eyes.

"Master instructed that he must be alive. He was able to kill Deacon Zhang, so he might have some secrets."

"What secrets could an ant possibly hold?"

The other person scoffed, his face full of disdain.

"They probably got incredibly lucky and stumbled upon some ancient demon's treasure."

Both of them were at the early stage of Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation, which was considered outstanding among the inner disciples of the Xuan Tian Sect.

Hunting down a "mortal" who isn't even an immortal is nothing more than an easy task for them, and they might as well take a break while they're out for a stroll.

The only problem is the miasma swamp below, which obscures divine senses and sight.

"Separately search."

Senior Brother Li spoke calmly.

"You go left, I'll go right. If you spot any trace, send a signal immediately. Remember, it has to be alive."

"Understood, Senior Brother."

The disciple responded and, riding his flying sword, slowly flew towards the left side of the swamp.

Senior Brother Li hovered in place, his eyes slightly closed, his powerful divine sense like an invisible net, pressing down inch by inch into the miasma below.

At the same time they descended upon the swamp.

As Huang Chen lay lurking in a pool of foul-smelling mud deep within the swamp, a cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang in his mind.

【Ding! 】

[Detected that the host is being hunted by a high-level cultivator, and the survival environment is extremely harsh. Side quest triggered: Desperate Counterattack!]

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[Mission Objective: Eliminate all Xuantian Sect pursuers (0/2).]

[Task Reward: Karma Points +5000]

Beneath the muddy water, Huang Chen opened his eyes and stared at the two figures in the sky through the murky water and churning miasma.

Like a prehistoric beast lurking in the abyss, patiently waiting for its prey to come down on its own.

In the sky, the Xuantian Sect disciple who was searching to the left flew several hundred meters, but his divine sense found nothing, and he seemed a little impatient.

He looked down at the thick, impenetrable miasma below, a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes.

"A cowardly rat hiding its head and tail!"

He gave a cold shout, deciding not to waste any more time.

"Watch me pull you out of this quagmire!"

After saying that, he made a sword gesture, and the flying sword under his feet shone brightly, shooting out sharp sword energy and slashing wildly at the swamp below!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sword energy slashed into the swamp, blasting open huge mud pits, and foul-smelling mud shot into the sky.

Countless snakes and insects that bred from the swamp's poison were instantly torn to pieces.

The disciple wore a pleased smile.

As he wreaked havoc, he failed to notice that not far below, in a seemingly calm puddle, a cold gaze had already locked onto him.

After playing for a while, the disciple got bored and stopped.

Riding the flying sword, he slowly descended, attempting to penetrate the miasma with his naked eye.

One hundred meters...

Fifty meters...

Thirty meters...

We're getting closer and closer to the mud.

The miasma was so thick it was almost like ink, and the stench of decay assaulted the nostrils.

The Xuantian Sect disciple frowned, his divine sense swept across the area, but he still found nothing; his patience had long since run out.

"Hmph, you coward!"

A cruel smile appeared on his face. He made a hand seal, and the flying sword beneath his feet hummed, thoroughly plowing through the swamp and blasting the rat out of the mud.

Ten meters!

Just as he was about to launch his attack!

"boom--!!!"

A dull, loud bang suddenly exploded from the muddy ground beneath our feet!

A dark shadow, carrying endless stench and mud, tore through the air and hurtled straight toward his face!

"What is that?!"

The disciple's pupils constricted, and his heart pounded wildly.

"disease!"

With a loud shout, the flying sword hovering beneath his feet transformed into a streak of light, shooting out straight for the dark figure's brow!

This sword strike was fast, accurate, and ruthless!

However, the dark figure neither dodged nor avoided it!

Just as the flying sword was about to pierce through, a dark red lotus phantom bloomed out of thin air.

The lotus flower was only the size of a palm, with a chilling dark red light flowing across its twelve petals, as if it contained all the sins and punishments of the world.

Twelve-grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus (Imitation)!

"Clang—!"

An ear-piercing, metallic clang exploded!

The tip of the flying sword pressed firmly against the Crimson Lotus Shield, sparking a shower of sparks, but it could not advance even an inch further!

A terrifying recoil force traveled back along the sword, and the disciple felt a numbness in his arm, almost losing his grip on the sword.

It's now!

A fierce light flashed in Huang Chen's eyes. Using the enormous recoil force, his body twisted strangely in mid-air.

The right fist, covered by a tattered black iron gauntlet, slammed into the opponent's wide-open chest like a cannonball, tearing through the air with a whooshing sound!

There was no fluctuation of magical power, only the blood and qi power of the Wu Clan Battle Body pushed to its limit!

"puff--!"

The fist made contact with flesh, like a heavy hammer smashing into a rotten watermelon.

The Xuan Tian Sect disciple's face froze in shock. He lowered his head and stared incredulously at his completely sunken chest.

A fist with a black iron gauntlet was deeply embedded there.

His heart, along with the entire skeleton of his chest cavity, was completely shattered into a pulp by that punch.

"Well……"

Large amounts of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs gushed from the mouths of the Xuantian Sect disciples.

Huang Chen remained expressionless and suddenly pulled out his right fist.

The body, like a tattered sack, fell helplessly from mid-air and crashed into the mud below.

"Junior brother!!!"

In the distance, Senior Brother Li, hovering in the air, witnessed everything that happened in the blink of an eye and let out a heart-wrenching roar!

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and his disbelief transformed into raging fury!

In a single exchange! My junior brother, a cultivator at the Refining Spirit and Returning to Emptiness Realm, was actually killed by a single punch from something hidden in the mud!

"You beast! I'll kill you!"

Senior Brother Li frantically channeled all his spiritual energy, his hands flashing out sword techniques.

"Buzzing—"

Dozens of sharp and unparalleled sword lights instantly formed, like an impenetrable rain of swords, covering the location where Huang Chen was!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The swamp was instantly blasted apart by the violent sword energy, sending mud flying into the sky, and countless poisonous trees as thick as water buckets were cut in half.

Huang Chen, shielded by the dark red lotus, tumbled and rolled in the mud in a sorry state.

The sword energy slashed at the shield, producing a series of clanging sounds, each impact causing his blood to surge.

This cultivator's strength far surpasses that of that fool!

"Sizzle!"

A sword aura grazed the edge of the shield, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound on his left arm!

A sharp pain shot through him, and scalding blood instantly stained his sleeves, which were then soaked through by the cold muddy water.

Huang Chen groaned, but his eyes grew even colder.

He was calculating.

Calmly calculating the intervals between each of the opponent's attacks, he sensed that the violent spiritual power was gradually weakening.

Even the most frenzied attacks have their limits.

In the interval between another wave of sword rain, the opponent's spiritual energy circulation momentarily stagnated.

A cold glint flashed in Huang Chen's eyes. He suddenly grabbed a handful of foul-smelling poisonous mud from the swamp with his left hand and hurled it at the cultivator in mid-air!

"Despicable tactics!"

The cultivator was both shocked and furious. He instinctively waved his sleeve, creating a gust of wind in an attempt to blow away the filthy thing.

That one tenth of a second of delay is the dividing line between life and death!

Huang Chen's legs, which were hidden in the mud, suddenly exerted force, and he shot out of the swamp like a cannonball!

The cultivator had just blown away the poisonous mud when he felt a dark shadow rushing towards him. A savage and violent aura made the hairs on his body stand on end!

I wanted to back out, but it was too late!

Huang Chen's legs were like two giant pythons forged of steel, tightly coiling around his neck!

A terrifying strangulation force erupted instantly!

"Snap—!"

A crisp, teeth-grinding cracking sound rang out.

The cultivator's head drooped at an odd angle, and the anger and resentment in his eyes instantly froze, turning ashen.

Life cut off!

Huang Chen loosened his legs, letting the corpse and the out-of-control flying sword fall together.

He crashed heavily back into the mud, splashing up a large amount of filth.

"Huff... huff..."

He was panting heavily, the wound on his left arm burning with pain, and his blood and qi were churning all over his body.

Killing two people of a higher level in succession also took a huge toll on him.

Just then, a cold, mechanical voice rang in my mind.

[Ding! Side Quest: Comeback from the Brink of Death, Completed!]

[Task Evaluation: Perfect!]

[Rewards are being processed...]

[Basic Reward: Karma Points +5000]

[Bonus Reward for Perfect Rating: Karma Points +3000!]

Total Gains: Karma Points +8000

Despite his pain, Huang Chen quickly stepped forward and began searching the two corpses.

Two storage bags, and two high-quality flying swords.

After doing all this and determining the direction, Huang Chen was preparing to use the Concealing Breath Technique to disappear into the depths of the swamp.

suddenly!

In the distance, from the other side of the swamp, came a faint but clear rustling sound.

That wasn't the sound of the wind rustling through the grass and trees, nor the sound of poisonous insects crawling.

The sound was rhythmic, like... something dragging its heavy steps, slowly approaching.

Huang Chen's muscles tensed instantly, and his nerves, which had just relaxed, twisted into a knot once again.

A huge, bulky black shadow slowly appeared behind the reeds in the distance.

The thing had a human-like outline, but it was three meters tall, covered in water plants and mud, and emitted a nauseating stench of decay.

Swamp corpses are mindless creatures that hunt by instinct alone, drawn by the smell of blood.

Huang Chen silently retreated, his body sliding into the deeper muddy water like a fish, leaving only his eyes above the surface.

The swamp corpse staggered to the bodies of the two Xuan Tian Sect cultivators, bent down, and let out a strange "hoho" laugh, tearing at the flesh on the ground.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Huang Chen did not linger. He turned around, submerged in the water, and quickly fled in the opposite direction from the rotting corpse.

About an incense stick's time later, after confirming that he had completely escaped that area, Huang Chen emerged from a murky pool of water.

He leaned against a dead giant tree, breathing heavily, his face as pale as paper.

"system."

Mind silently.

A deep blue light screen, visible only to himself, unfolded before his eyes.

[Host: Huang Chen]

[Realm: Mortal (Primary Witch Clan Battle Body)]

【Karma: 13500】

[Merit: 0]

"Open the store."

[The Karma Shop is now open. Please select an item to redeem.]

The light screen shifted, revealing a dazzling array of products.

Huang Chen's gaze swept across the list quickly, locking onto the auxiliary items section.

[Low-level Karma Purification Charm: Erases low-level tracking marks and karmic connections remaining on items or corpses. Price: 2000 Karma Points.]

The Xuantian Sect, a prestigious and righteous sect, is most adept at using various secret techniques to track down its enemies.

The seized storage bags and flying swords, as well as the two corpses, may all bear the other party's unique mark.

If it's not cleaned properly, it will cause a huge problem.

"Exchange for a [Low-Level Karma Purification Talisman]."

[Ding! Consumed 2000 Karma Points to exchange for 1 [Low-Grade Karma Purification Talisman], which has been stored in system space.]

[Remaining Karma Points: 11500]

With a thought, Huang Chen produced a pale yellow talisman that shimmered with a faint golden light in his hand.

He dared not delay and immediately took out the two Xuan Tian Sect standard flying swords and the two storage bags he had just acquired from his storage bag.

There was also a communication jade slip that he had taken out of the cultivator's arms.

He infused his spiritual power into the talisman and uttered a low shout: "Purify!"

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hum!

The talisman spontaneously combusted without fire, transforming into a soft golden halo that enveloped all the items.

Within the halo, a few wisps of faint black energy were forcibly stripped away, emitting a soft "sizzling" sound before dissipating into nothingness.

After doing all this, Huang Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief.