Primordial Era: Becoming the Great Emperor of Humanity from the Start

Chapter 251 Want to Slay a Saint?

The power of the Chaos Body does not stop at the Quasi-Saint stage, but becomes even stronger as Yang Jian's strength increases.

At this moment, Yang Jian gathered the power of humanity, and incredibly, his strength rose to the level of a saint.

With the blessing of human power, countless strange phenomena appeared the moment the Chaos Body unfolded, and the chaotic energy permeated the Heavenly Court.

Sage Zhunti frowned slightly. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he knew very well that Yang Jian was indeed extremely powerful at this moment.

For a true saint to have to deal with beings below the saint level with all one's might is undoubtedly a great disgrace.

But at this moment, the Sage Zhunti had to be on high alert, and even his Sage Dharma Image was instantly condensed.

An unparalleled aura permeated the Heavenly Court. Sage Zhunti stretched out his colossal hand that blotted out the sky, with the four elements of earth, fire, water, and wind surrounding it.

A vast world appeared in the palm of the Sage Zhunti's hand; this was the Sage Zhunti's supreme supernatural power, his control over the Buddhist kingdom.

"Saint Zhunti, do you dare to go to the Chaos Sea with me for a battle? You probably don't want to destroy the Heavenly Realm, do you?" Just then, Yang Jian suddenly spoke up.

Saint Zhunti nodded. He was well aware of the terrifying power that a Saint-level expert could unleash once he made a move.

If Sage Zhunti and Yang Jian were to unleash their full power, the entire Heavenly Realm would be destroyed, which is naturally something he does not wish to see.

Saint Zhunti naturally knew the importance of the Heavenly Realm, and Yang Jian's suggestion to fight in the Chaos Sea was exactly what he wanted.

Yang Jian and the Sage Zhunti took a step at the same time, and they arrived in the Chaos Sea. The two powerful auras began to collide in the void.

"How foolish of you to choose the Chaos Sea as the battlefield?" Sage Zhunti looked at Yang Jian and said with utter indifference.

If the battle were to take place in the Heavenly Realm, the one who would be most wary would undoubtedly be the Sage Zhunti. After all, the Sage Zhunti would not dare to shatter the Heavenly Realm into pieces.

If the Heavenly Realm were truly ravaged, I fear that Dao Ancestor Hongjun would be the first to not let him off the hook. How could Saint Zhunti dare to do such a thing?

Yang Jian, however, did not have so many concerns. Even if the entire Heavenly Realm was reduced to ruins, what did it have to do with Yang Jian?

Moreover, given the deep-seated hatred between Yang Jian and the Jade Emperor Haotian, he probably wished nothing more than to reduce the Heavenly Court to ruins.

"Hahaha! Sage Zhunti underestimates me, Yang Jian. To be able to fight a sage is a small advantage that I, Yang Jian, would not stoop to."

"Besides, if we hadn't come to the Chaos Sea, how could I have sent the Sage Zhunti to Nirvana?" Yang Jian said.

Yang Jian's face was full of a confident smile, as if he were saying something that had already been destined, which made the Sage Zhunti laugh in anger.

"How dare you! A mere ant dares to dream of killing a saint! You are simply ignorant of your own limitations!" Saint Zhunti said angrily.

Saint Zhunti never expected that Yang Jian would be so bold as to not only dare to fight him, but also to try to annihilate him.

Anger surged in the heart of the Sage Zhunti, and he stretched out his all-encompassing hand once more, covering the chaos for billions of miles, and aimed to suppress Yang Jian.

A terrifying aura swept over them, but it did not evoke the slightest fear in Yang Jian. Instead, it fueled his fighting spirit even more.

Countless years have passed since the end of the Investiture of the Gods, and Yang Jian has never been as excited as he is today.

From that time on, throughout the entire primordial world, apart from the sages, no living being could rival Yang Jian.

Even if beings like Sun Wukong and Fuxi appeared, they would only pique Yang Jian's interest, but not excite him.

After all, neither Sun Wukong nor Fuxi could ever surpass their current selves.

From that moment on, Yang Jian longed to fight a sage in a fair and square battle, but he was also aware of the vast difference in strength between himself and the sage.

Finally, today has come. Yang Jian has finally gained the strength to rival a sage. His long-cherished wish has been fulfilled in one day. How could he not be excited?

Facing the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the Sage Zhunti's hand, Yang Jian was surrounded by chaotic energy, and various strange phenomena appeared. He directly threw a punch.

With a single punch, chaos shattered, and terrifying power spread for billions of miles, colliding head-on with the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the Sage Zhunti.

"Boom!"

A terrifying power suddenly spread out, and the four elements of earth, fire, water, and wind gathered around the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the Sage Zhunti, revealing its magnificent power.

Within the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand, everything—mountains, lakes, oceans, and so on—is displayed with unparalleled clarity at this very moment.

This was an unparalleled power capable of suppressing the primordial chaos and tearing apart space and time, but at this moment, it was solidly blocked by Yang Jian.

It was indeed blocked! The enormous Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the hand was now stopped in the chaotic sea, unable to advance even an inch further.

Sage Zhunti looked at Yang Jian with slight surprise. It was only one exchange, but it was enough for Sage Zhunti to see Yang Jian's true strength.

"To wield power that doesn't belong to him and unleash such incredible strength—this Yang Jian cannot be allowed to live!"

In that instant, the Sage Zhunti had already harbored murderous intent, and his eyes, as he looked at Yang Jian, were filled with an incomparably sharp killing intent.

Without a doubt, Sage Zhunti saw a huge threat in Yang Jian, and even saw the shadow of Jiang Heng back then.

Sage Zhunti was well aware that if Yang Jian were allowed to grow up unchecked, he might actually become a great enemy in the future.

With this in mind, the Sage Zhunti decided to hold nothing back any longer. He unleashed all his supreme power, condensing it into the Buddha Kingdom within his palm.

The Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the hand began to tremble violently, and countless beings appeared. These beings prostrated themselves on the ground devoutly, as if they were constantly praising the great creator.

The power of the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the hand unexpectedly surged a few points at this moment, and slowly moved forward again in the chaotic sea.

"Saint Zhunti, I once heard the Human Emperor say that among all the saints, your strength is the weakest. Seeing you today, it is indeed true!" Yang Jian's booming voice rang out.

As he spoke, twenty-four worlds appeared, transforming into twenty-four beams of light that coalesced behind Yang Jian.

Compared to the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of one's hand, Yang Jian's Twenty-Four Heavens are naturally inferior in terms of both level and size.

Originally, after reaching the level of a sage, the power of the Twenty-Four Heavens was no longer of much help to Yang Jian.

But only Yang Jian himself knew that the reason he was able to control the power of humanity was not only because he had comprehended the will of humanity, but also because his greatest reliance was the Twenty-Four Heavens.

No matter how powerful Yang Jian is, he is only a quasi-saint after all. The power of humanity is so powerful that it is beyond the control of a quasi-saint.

If it were an ordinary peak Quasi-Saint, the moment the power of humanity descended, the power would likely cause him to explode and die because it was too strong.

Yang Jian and the Twenty-Four Heavens were originally one, and he dispersed the enormous power of humanity among the Twenty-Four Heavens, which was why he was able to barely withstand the power of humanity.

At this moment, when all twenty-four heavens appeared, this was the state when Yang Jian unleashed all his power.

Sage Zhunti's expression was gloomy, not only because of the power Yang Jian had just unleashed, but also because of Yang Jian's words.

Sage Zhunti never expected that, in the words of Emperor Jiang Heng, he would become the weakest sage in the primordial world.

However, looking at all the saints in the primordial world, the Three Pure Ones not only have profound origins, but also possess supreme treasures, which is naturally incomparable to Saint Zhunti.

As for Emperor Jiang Heng, it goes without saying that sending the Sage Zhunti to Nirvana was merely a matter of a thought for him.

His senior brother, the Sage Jieyin, was indeed stronger than him. Sage Zhunti asked himself honestly and realized that he was indeed inferior to Sage Jieyin.

As for Houtu, she is the master of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and the embodiment of the Earthly Dao. She can easily crush the Sage Zhunti.

By this calculation, in the primordial world, isn't Sage Zhunti at the bottom of all the sages? The only one who can compare is Sage Nuwa.

Sage Zhunti simply couldn't believe it. Even if he couldn't compare to other sages, could he really be inferior to Sage Nuwa? How could he have become the weakest sage?

But what the Sage Zhunti didn't know was that in Jiang Heng's heart, the Sage Nuwa still held infinite possibilities for the future.

If she can continue to advance on the path of life, the future of the Sage Nuwa might reach the level of the Sage Taiqing.

Moreover, although Nuwa attained sainthood through merit, her strength was not weak. She just kept a low profile and didn't pay much attention to the affairs of the primordial world.

If we're really talking about her own strength, even though Nuwa is not as good as the Three Pure Ones, her strength is not much different from theirs.

In contrast, the Sage Zhunti not only had a shallow foundation, but also achieved sainthood through making a grand vow, and his understanding of the Dao was not particularly profound.

Before repaying the debts of Heaven and completely severing his own shackles, the Sage Zhunti had no chance of continuing forward.

Therefore, it can be concluded that Sage Zhunti is the weakest sage in the primordial world, which can be seen from his past battle record.

Sage Zhunti could not accept such an insult. Enraged, he unleashed his Buddha Kingdom, carrying immense power, and pressed it down upon Yang Jian.

Undeterred, Yang Jian chose to advance instead of retreat, taking steps one by one towards the enormous Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand.

Chaos energy permeated the air, and various strange phenomena, such as the green lotus growing in chaos, the Yin-Yang diagram of life and death, and the king descending to the heavens, appeared behind Yang Jian.

As Yang Jian moved forward step by step, his aura grew stronger and stronger, gradually reaching an unbelievable level.

To the astonishment of the Sage Zhunti, Yang Jian actually ventured alone into his palm-sized Buddha Kingdom.

"Yang Jian, you're practically courting death! Within the Buddha Kingdom in my palm, all rules are determined by my will. How can you possibly fight me?"

The incomparably cold voice of the Sage Zhunti rang out, and the Buddha Kingdom in his palm instantly turned upside down. Countless rules intertwined and pressed down on Yang Jian.

The Sage Zhunti was absolutely right. The Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand is a world under his control, and in this world, all rules will be set by him.

If the difficulty of confronting it outside the Palm of the Buddha Kingdom is one, then once inside the Palm of the Buddha Kingdom, the difficulty suddenly increases to five.

However, what puzzled the Sage Zhunti was why Yang Jian chose to enter the Buddha Kingdom in his palm when he could have chosen not to.

However, the Sage Zhunti didn't think much of it. The Buddha Kingdom in his palm was a world under his control, and if Yang Jian entered it, he would only face certain death.

"The Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the hand created by the Sage Zhunti is indeed extraordinary. Its rules of heaven and earth are much more complete than those of the Twenty-Four Heavens!" Yang Jian said thoughtfully.

Upon entering the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand, Yang Jian did not rush to make a move. Instead, he carefully observed the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the Sage Zhunti.

In Yang Jian's perception, the rules of heaven and earth in the Buddha Kingdom in his palm were exceptionally complete, and it was not much different from a real world.

"Hmph! Sages have the ability to reshape the earth, fire, water, and wind, evolve the world, and create living beings. The birth and death of the world are all within the sage's thoughts."

In the end, you are just an ant that has not yet become a saint, how could you possibly understand the supreme creation of a saint?

The Sage Zhunti appeared in the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand, standing high in the sky, like a supreme deity looking down on everything, and said disdainfully.

As the voice of the Sage Zhunti resounded, the entire Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the hand trembled continuously, as if the whole world was erupting in fury.

When a sage is enraged, he can destroy the heavens and the earth! At this moment, Sage Zhunti fully displayed the terrifying power of a sage.

"Is this the power of a sage? It is indeed extraordinary, but this is what makes it interesting!" Yang Jian said.

As they spoke, a fierce battle intent soared into the sky, and Yang Jian's body began to collide, transforming into a colossal demon god that stood tall and firm.

With one step, the entire Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand began to tremble continuously. The earth began to crack, mountains began to collapse, and the sea began to flow backward.

The entire world of the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand seemed to be suffering a catastrophe at this moment, and even the rules of heaven and earth were constantly collapsing.

"It is indeed rare to be able to unleash such terrifying power, but you don't understand at all that this world is nothing."

"If I wanted to, I could create another Buddha Kingdom in the palm of my hand at any time. Only the Tao is eternal!" said the Sage Zhunti disdainfully.

As the voice of the Sage Zhunti rang out, the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand, which was heading towards destruction, stabilized again.

Moreover, as if to confirm what he had just said, one after another enormous world appeared, only to shatter like bubbles.

A world is born in a single thought, and it perishes in another! Just as the sage Zhunti said, the birth and death of the world are all within the sage's single thought.

At this point, even the patience of the Sage Zhunti seemed to have reached its limit. With a wave of his hand, the rules of heaven and earth began to condense.

Twelve enormous chains descended from the sky, coiling around Yang Jian. At the same time, the entire world was imprisoned by an unparalleled power.

Yang Jian soon discovered that under the pressure of the laws of heaven and earth, it became extremely difficult for him to move his body even slightly.

The massive chains descended rapidly, leaving Yang Jian with no way to dodge. He could only watch helplessly as the twelve enormous chains bound him.

These twelve enormous chains are no ordinary objects, but are formed from the boundless rules of heaven and earth, and contain the power of the Great Dao.

As the twelve enormous chains wrapped around his body, Yang Jian could clearly feel the endless rules beginning to suppress him.

It was as if a vast world was pressing down on him, and Yang Jian had to endure immense pressure at all times.

"Saint Zhunti, do you think you can suppress me with these twelve chains that embody the rules of heaven and earth?"

Faced with such a dangerous situation, Yang Jian remained calm and did not even struggle. Instead, he asked the question in a calm manner.

"Hahaha! At this point, you still want to struggle? Under the combined suppression of the rules of heaven and earth and the power of the world, how can you possibly resist?"

"Don't even mention you, even if other saints came, once the twelve chains were on their bodies, they would still find it difficult to escape!" Saint Zhunti said in a deep voice.

As the voice of the Sage Zhunti resounded, brilliant holy light shone on the twelve enormous lock plates, and mysterious runes appeared one after another.

This is a symbol of the Great Dao, a condensation of the power of the Great Dao, representing the rules of heaven and earth of a world, and possessing supreme power.

The twelve enormous iron chains began to contract continuously, and a terrifying force surged forth, bearing down on Yang Jian.

"Oh? Saint Zhunti, today I, Yang Jian, will show you that my ability to fight you is not solely due to the power of humanity!"

Yang Jian roared, and chaotic energy surged from his body, unleashing terrifying power in an instant.

The sounds of "click! click! click!" rang out, and the chains that had been binding Yang Jian could no longer be tightened even an inch.

Not only could it not shrink any further, on the contrary, the twelve enormous chains were constantly expanding, as if they could not withstand Yang Jian's power.

"How is this possible? How could you possess such a terrifying physical body? Has this reached the level of Pangu's true form?"

Saint Zhunti was completely dumbfounded, staring at Yang Jian in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.

With the cultivation level of the Sage Zhunti, he could naturally see at a glance that what Yang Jian was unleashing at this moment was clearly pure physical power.

Such terrifying physical strength indicates that the limits of the physical body have been broken, reaching the level of the true form of Pangu.

Without exaggeration, Yang Jian was able to fight a saint with just his physical strength; this was true physical sainthood.

But how could that be? In the eyes of the Sage Zhunti, Yang Jian was merely a Quasi-Sage. How could a Quasi-Sage possess such a powerful physical body?

But no matter how unbelievable the Saint Zhunti was, with the terrifying power of his physical body erupting, Yang Jian was constantly breaking free from the restraints of the twelve chains.

The ultimate force can break all laws! No matter how powerful the rules of heaven and earth and the power of the world are, they are all illusory in the face of absolute power.

At this moment, Yang Jian proved this point well. In the face of a physical body at the level of Pangu's true form, the rules of heaven and earth could hardly restrain him in the slightest.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, the twelve massive iron chains binding Yang Jian collapsed completely at that moment.

The world of the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand began to tremble once again. This time, it was as if the heavens and the earth were being destroyed, and a terrifying rift was torn open in the sky.

Yang Jian's enormous body moved, and with a single punch, the sky collapsed and the earth caved in, an aura of world destruction instantly spreading out.

At this moment, Yang Jian was like a terrifying demon god, destroying the world, and the Buddhist kingdom in his palm was constantly collapsing.

The expression on Sage Zhunti's face finally changed, and he no longer had the confidence that he had at the beginning, as if everything was under his control.

Staring incredulously at Yang Jian, who resembled a demon god, a hint of fear began to appear on the face of the Sage Zhunti.

Yes! It was terrifying! At this moment, the Sage Zhunti seemed to see Jiang Heng again, the human emperor who had brought him endless humiliation.

With the power of humanity combined with his powerful physical body at the level of Pangu's true form, Yang Jian's strength has reached an extremely terrifying level.

Even the Buddha's Palm could not contain Yang Jian. Once Yang Jian breaks free, how could the Sage Zhunti possibly be a match for him?

"How did you achieve a physical body at the level of Pangu's true form?" Dao Ancestor Hongjun asked with a gloomy face.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun naturally understood that even if Yang Jian had the highest talent, it was impossible for him to cultivate a powerful physical body at the level of Pangu's True Body during the Quasi-Saint stage.

Only the Human Emperor before us can turn the impossible into possible, allowing Yang Jian to possess a powerful physical body at the level of Pangu's true form while still in the Quasi-Saint stage.

"At this point, it wouldn't hurt to tell the Dao Ancestor! This isn't actually Yang Jian's own ability, but rather it originates from the Twelve Ancestral Witches!" Jiang Heng said with a smile.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun's expression changed instantly, staring at Jiang Heng in disbelief. Clearly, Dao Ancestor Hongjun understood what was going on.

"The will of the Twelve Ancestral Witches has been initially restored?" Dao Ancestor Hongjun said in disbelief.

Jiang Heng nodded. At this point, there was nothing to hide. Once the will of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was restored, Dao Ancestor Hongjun would be able to react quickly.

Yang Jian was only a quasi-saint after all, so how could he possibly cultivate a physical body at the level of Pangu's true form? This was something that even Jiang Heng couldn't do.

Yang Jian lacked this ability, but the Twelve Ancestral Witches could. The combined physical bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Witches formed the true form of Pangu.

To achieve this, the will of the Twelve Ancestral Witches must be initially restored so that their power can be concentrated on Yang Jian.

This is different from the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation; it elevates Yang Jian's physical body to the level of Pangu's true body.

Of course, if Yang Jian did not possess the supreme physique of the Chaos Body, he would have been unable to withstand the power of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Chaos is the beginning of everything; it not only has the ability to contain all things, but also the potential to transform into all things in the world.

Yang Jian has cultivated the Chaos Body to the great completion stage. It is with the power of the Chaos Body that Yang Jian is able to control the power of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"This is all thanks to the Dao Ancestor. The two great calamities brought about a dense concentration of malevolent energy in the world, which greatly accelerated the revival of the Twelve Ancestral Witches."

"Now that the will of the Twelve Ancestral Witches has begun to recover, they will soon reappear in the primordial world!" Jiang Heng said.

Dao Ancestor Hongjun gave Jiang Heng a deep look. If he were merely one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he would naturally not be taken seriously by Dao Ancestor Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao.

But Dao Ancestor Hongjun also knew in his heart that the Human Emperor in front of him had gone to great lengths to revive the will of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and must have a great plan.

After all, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are not merely quasi-saints; they hold even greater significance for the entire prehistoric world.

"In this battle, you were ultimately the better player, but this is only the beginning!" Dao Ancestor Hongjun said in a deep voice.

The moment Yang Jian revealed his true form as Pangu, the outcome of his battle against the Sage Zhunti was no longer in doubt.

Therefore, the situation in the Heavenly Court was already determined at this moment, and in the end, Dao Ancestor Hongjun lost this round.

Jiang Heng smiled but remained silent. Dao Ancestor Hongjun thought that Jiang Heng was only plotting against the Heavenly Court this time, but he did not know that Jiang Heng had a bigger scheme.

(End of this chapter)