The primordial chaos has arrived, and you have to choose the crow at the start.

"That's impossible!"

Li Shuangyan clutched her abdomen in shock. As a cultivator who had refined her spirit, physical injuries were not a problem as long as her spirit remained intact, but she had now lost her fighting ability.

That sword pierced through even the Yin Spirit she had painstakingly cultivated!

Damn it, what I thought was a sure thing turned out to be a disaster!

"Little child of the Li family, do you still recognize this old man?"

Zhang Qi laughed heartily and walked towards the helicopter, saying, "Two innate opportunities await me this time. Once I get them, I'll use you as a furnace to thoroughly extract their essence!"

"It's you!" Li Shuangyan gasped, realizing this was truly a tricky situation.

"Zhang Qi, aren't you ashamed to bully the weak like this!"

"Ashamed? All I know is that I'm breaking through to the Void Realm today!"

Zhang Qi looked at the helicopter in front of him and thought to himself that he was really lucky today.

An opportunity has arrived!

In his mind, the sword light was getting faster and faster, about to shoot directly into the helicopter, killing He Changming first, and then the pilot.

He Changming was completely unable to react; he wanted to move, but his body wouldn't move.

This is the divine sense sword control of a Grand Master of Spirit Refinement. The sword arrives as soon as the thought is uttered; whose actions can be faster than the thought itself?

But at that moment, Chen Geng raised his hand... He could.

He saw the clear trajectory of the sword.

The sword is three feet long, with a flowing blue light, and mysterious patterns are engraved on its blade.

He could even see the two nicks on the blade clearly.

Chen Geng knew what he was doing; he was capable of fighting.

"bite."

With a soft sound, Chen Geng reached behind He Changming's head, and with two fingers lightly joined together, he had already caught the tip of the flying sword.

He Changming belatedly realized that a chill had run down his spine and turned his head away.

The hilt of the azure flying sword trembled and struggled incessantly, but the tip of the sword remained unchanged.

Outside the helicopter, Zhang Qi's expression froze instantly. His flying sword seemed to be stuck in the air, and no matter how hard he tried, it couldn't move forward an inch.

Could it be that the official team brought a mythical treasure?

He thought to himself, "It's not going to be so smooth after all, but so what?"

"Go back!"

  

An exact replica of himself shot out from above his head, waving at the flying sword from afar.

Primordial Spirit!

This is his unity of essence, energy, and spirit, first the Yin spirit, then the Yang spirit, and finally the primordial spirit.

The primordial spirit is not misled by the mortal world; it can go anywhere and reach any place. It can move mountains and fill seas, which is the land mythology!

Any physical impact is meaningless to the primordial spirit.

This was also his source of confidence; the mythical creatures of the three races were only powerful in their physical bodies, and could not do anything to him at all.

Inside the helicopter, Chen Geng loosened his fingers and stepped out of the helicopter with his hands behind his back, intending to confront the enemy in mid-air.

but……

"Thump!"

With a muffled thud, he fell straight down and crashed into the ground.

Chen Geng remained expressionless and pulled out his foot.

On the mountain, the Wang family members couldn't help but be shocked. What kind of body was this? Such a brutal method! Was this really a newcomer who had just experienced a myth?

Little did he know, Chen Geng was already cursing under his breath.

Damn it, they've forgotten they're human, not complete innate beings. They can't float without wings.

He ignored the mud on his feet, pretending to be normal, and fixed his gaze on Zhang Qi in the air.

In Jinwu's perception, he should be the most dangerous person here.

"Watch out!"

Li Shuangyan staggered over: "Once a cultivator unleashes their primordial spirit, they become immortal and possess the power to move mountains and fill seas. Conventional weapons are completely useless against them."

"But I see you're quite capable. I'll hold him off for a bit, and you find a chance to escape!"

She has decided to give it her all, hoping only that these seedlings can survive.

As clearly stated above, each of them has the potential to become a pillar of the future!

"You should just lie down."

Chen Geng simply pushed her aside and waved to Zhang Qi.

"Come."

He was testing his own strength level.

Like tigers, apex predators in nature, they will hunt extensively in unfamiliar territory to establish their dominance.

Chen Geng wouldn't engage in indiscriminate killing, but he could give this so-called "spirit refinement" cultivator a try.

Zhang Qi's primordial spirit avatar laughed: "A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. Does he really think he's invincible just because he survived?"

He raised his hand and stretched to the left, uprooting a 300-meter-high mountain and casually smashing it down on Chen Geng.

Given his innate physical constitution, he shouldn't die from this, right?

"Boom!"

The earth trembled—it was an earthquake! Chen Geng was completely buried under countless boulders and soil.

The Chong and Wang families lost their footing and were blown backward by the shockwave!

Using a mountain to smash someone? On the helicopter, Dong Xiaomiao's face instantly tightened, and a deathly gray color appeared on her face.

"Rest in peace, Old Chen. If I survive, I'll definitely avenge you!"

But before she could finish speaking, the earth and rocks exploded, and Chen Geng emerged from the ground unharmed.

"this one?"

He sneered, "I'll give you two more chances. After that, it'll be my turn."

"How arrogant!"

Zhang Qi mocked, "This is just an appetizer. Since you're so stubborn, don't blame me."

With a thought, the Azure Light Sword reappeared, slicing through the dark night sky!

The helicopter has mythical artifacts to defend it, but now that this kid's out, let's see how he can defend himself.

"hehe."

Chen Geng smiled, and this time he held back, a barely perceptible golden light flashing at his fingertips.

He pointed directly at the flying sword.

Everything happened at just the right moment, as if the flying sword had deliberately struck his finger; in an instant, the flying sword shattered.

It didn't break, but rather "shattered," instantly disintegrating into countless tiny fragments.

At this moment, the spectators were all speechless, feeling incredulous.

Li Shuangyan, who was closest to the shards, stared wide-eyed, not even noticing the cuts she was getting from them.

What... what kind of physique is this! To withstand Zhang Qi's magical flying sword?

That's a magical artifact!

When the flying sword was damaged, the wisp of Zhang Qi's primordial spirit that he had forged into the flying sword was also damaged, causing his figure to sway for a moment.

"impossible!"

He sensed something was wrong; his flying sword was a magical artifact, and nothing on Earth could withstand it.

But...it broke!

"Grandpa, something's not right."

Zhang Chilong began to feel uneasy: "Hasn't your primordial spirit begun to transcend the mortal realm and leave the three dimensions? Why don't you calculate it and look at the future?"

High-level cultivators are all capable of divination because their primordial spirit is no longer a mortal body and has begun to involve power beyond the three dimensions.

This is also the secret to immortality for cultivators. According to scientific explanations, the closer one gets to becoming an immortal, the further one is from the three-dimensional world.

Zhang Qi had lived so long that he was cautious enough, and he didn't doubt his grandson's words at all.

He immediately opened his spiritual eyes, wanting to see some possibility of the future.

But in the next instant, Zhang Qi's face turned pale, he...he...

"Old man, you have one more chance to make a move."

Chen Geng was getting impatient, his gaze not only fixed on him, but also on the other people around him.

The murderous aura emanating from it seemed to freeze everything.

Just in case, none of those who come to intercept and kill him today should be allowed to escape!

Zhang Qi retreated repeatedly. Zhang Chilong, noticing his grandfather's strange behavior, hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, what...what did you see?"

"Grandpa saw it... he saw it..."

Zhang Qi couldn't help but take two steps back, and when he looked at Chen Geng again, he was filled with despair.

"You beast, even if I die today, I refuse to believe I can't kill you!"

He went mad, his primordial spirit suddenly surged, transforming into a giant ten thousand feet tall, standing firmly on the ground!

The primordial giant gathered all his cultivation in his hand, unleashing a surge of violent spiritual power, and slammed it down hard on the little figure on the ground!