Primordial Era: All-Conceptual-Level Weapon Forging, Whoever Uses It Will Die.

Above Wanshou Mountain and Wuzhuang Temple.

Zhao Gongming unleashed his Great Perfection Sacred Body Divine Power, shattering the void with a single punch.

They rushed as fast as they could and finally arrived at the scene before the situation completely spiraled out of control.

However, when he saw what was in front of him, he couldn't help but cover his face.

"It's over... we're too late."

The atmosphere in front of Wuzhuang Temple was tense and ready to fight.

Zhen Yuanzi held the Earth Book in his hand, with the Primordial Earth Array floating above his head.

He firmly protected the old ancestor Hongyun behind him, staring angrily at the three people opposite him.

"Di Jun, Di Jiang, Dong Wang Gong!"

"You three shameless scoundrels!"

"They usually fight to the death, but today they've actually joined forces to covet my virtuous brother's Primordial Purple Qi?!"

"The allure of the Primordial Purple Qi is indeed great enough that even sworn enemies like you are now in cahoots!"

Ancestor Hongyun's face was also ashen, his hand tightly gripping the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd, his eyes filled with grief and indignation.

Faced with their angry rebukes, Di Jun showed no remorse whatsoever.

Instead, he stepped forward, his golden armor gleaming and exuding an aura of dominance.

"Hmph, enough nonsense!"

"In the struggle for the ultimate truth, it's a matter of either advancing or regressing!"

"You have to give me this Primordial Purple Qi today, whether you like it or not!"

The Eastern King was even more arrogant, as he slowly put on the two golden magic weapons.

He gave Zhen Yuanzi a cold laugh, his eyes filled with malice.

"Zhen Yuanzi, don't think you're invincible just because you have the Earth Book."

"I hope you won't be begging for mercy later!"

Zhen Yuanzi was furious. The Earth Book in his hand shone brightly, connecting with the primordial earth veins. A thick, earth-yellow light curtain enveloped the two of them.

"Arrogant!"

"As long as the Book of Earth exists, I will stand invincible on this earth!"

"Even a saint wouldn't be able to easily break through my defenses!"

"I am invincible!"

Just as both sides were exchanging harsh words.

Dijiang, who had been silent all along, suddenly spat impatiently.

"Pooh!"

"Why waste your breath on them?"

"They're just taking advantage of your ability to reason!"

"I, Dijiang, am different. I'm unreasonable, I have no shame, I'll do it first!"

Before he could finish speaking, Di Jiang flashed and activated the laws of space.

The next moment, under Zhen Yuanzi's horrified gaze...

Dijiang ignored the supposedly absolute defensive light barrier of the Earth Book and passed right through it, appearing at Hongyun's feet.

"What?!"

"How did he get in?!"

Zhen Yuanzi was completely dumbfounded.

Even a peak Quasi-Saint couldn't break through this Earth Book's defenses, so how come Di Jiang handled it as easily as if he were at home?

Before he could react...

Dijiang skillfully pulled out a stretcher, threw it on the ground, and then lay down, tightly hugging Hongyun's thigh with both hands.

"Ouch, someone's been bumped into!"

"Old Ancestor Hongyun has hit someone!"

"You can't leave without the Primordial Purple Qi! My legs are broken, my heart is shattered! Pay up!"

Hongyun was completely dumbfounded when she saw the burly man throwing a tantrum at her feet.

"Is this...is this a hook eight?"

"You're some kind of ancestral witch, have you no shame?"

Hongyun was so annoyed that she raised her foot to kick Dijiang away.

"Get out of here! Don't touch me!"

However, boom!

Just as Hongyun was about to dodge, a bolt of purple lightning struck him from nowhere, hitting him hard on the forehead.

"what!"

Hongyun was charred black from the blow and was completely dumbfounded.

"What...what kind of strange magical artifact is this?!"

"Be careful, my dear brother!"

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi was about to go and help Hongyun.

Swish!

A golden figure instantly blocked his way.

Di Jun, clad in armor, stood with his arms outstretched, a smug and irresistible expression on his face.

"Come and hit me, you idiot!"

"If you want to save Hongyun, you'll have to get past me first!"

"Hit it hard, hit it here!"

Zhen Yuanzi was so eager to save lives that he didn't care about anything else.

The whisk in his hand transformed into countless threads, carrying the power of the earth's veins, and lashed fiercely at Di Jun.

"Get out of my way!"

boom!

A terrifying attack landed on Di Jun.

However, instead of being injured, Di Jun let out a groan that made people blush.

"Ah~ That feels so good!"

All the attacks were like throwing a stone into the sea, completely unable to cause any harm to Di Jun.

Zhen Yuanzi was shocked. He looked at Di Jun, who was unharmed, and then at the red cloud that had been struck by lightning.

"Where...where did they get so many strange and unusual magical artifacts?!"

Just as Zhen Yuanzi lost his composure.

Suddenly, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Dongwanggong stood at a distance, his hands forming a mudra, a signature twisted smile on his face, and roared loudly.

"Secret Technique, I will—Dragon of Mud Enters the Sea!!"

hum!

The spatial fluctuations recurred, and Zhen Yuanzi was unable to defend against them, nor did he have time to do so.

puff!

A dull thud as flesh was struck.

"Aww!!!"

An indescribable, excruciating pain spread throughout my body, shooting straight to the top of my head, erupting instantly from an indescribable part of my body.

Zhen Yuanzi, this enlightened immortal, let out a piercing scream.

He instantly lost all his strength and abilities; the light of the Earth Book dimmed, and the whisk fell to the ground.

Pfft!

Zhen Yuanzi lay stiffly on the ground, his hands tightly covering his buttocks, his whole body trembling violently, and cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

He struggled to raise his head, his eyes unfocused, and pointed at the Eastern King Duke, who was maintaining the Thousand-Year Killing Pose, cursing in a trembling voice.

"You...you're shameless!"

"Despicable! Vulgar!"

In a short span of time, the famously kind-hearted duo from the prehistoric world went from one being extorted to questioning their existence, to the other being stabbed to the point of wishing they were dead.

completely annihilated!

Standing on the cloud, Zhao Gongming looked at the chaotic and horrific scene of demons dancing wildly before him and sighed helplessly.

"What a tragedy..."

"What kind of mess is this?!"

"If they keep causing trouble, I'll really have to bear a lot of karmic consequences!"

Without further hesitation, Zhao Gongming channeled all his magical power and roared.

"Stop it, all of you!"

That shout was like a thunderclap.

The three, who were about to press their advantage, paused and turned to look at Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming, with a stern face, threatened him.

"Esteemed seniors, if you continue to use the magical artifacts I crafted for such heinous and thieving acts!"

"I will never forge magical artifacts for you again!"

"I mean what I say. Even if the materials pile up like a mountain, I won't refine it!"

The effect was immediate upon hearing this.

This is their Achilles' heel!

Having tasted the benefits, who would want to go back to using those ordinary innate spiritual treasures?

Swish!

Dijiang sprang up from the ground instantly, put away the stretcher, dusted himself off, and said with a righteous expression.

"Ahem, nephew, don't be angry!"

"You know me, I have absolutely no interest in the Primordial Purple Qi!"

"I was just... just passing by, and happened to catch up with my old friend Hongyun on some acting skills, yes, some acting skills!"

Di Jun quickly removed the special effects from his armor, tidied his hair, and looked completely innocent.

"Nephew, you know me."

"I was just too eager to demonstrate the power of this magical artifact, and I couldn't stop myself."

"I have the utmost respect for Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi. What I just did was... that was a loving touch."

The Eastern King Duke hid the magic weapon behind his back, looking quite honest.

"Nephew, you know me."

"I don't have much self-control, I'm easily influenced, and I'm easily swayed."

"They're the two of them who led me astray. It's not my fault, really!"

Watching these three ancient overlords instantly change their expressions and shift blame onto each other.

Zhao Gongming's lips twitched, his gaze swept over the three of them, and he couldn't help but complain.

"Sure..."

"So that's how it is..."

"Your three senior uncles... each possess unique skills?"

[Lu Ya, the cat-eared girl, is begging for more updates! By the way, everyone is welcome to participate in the comments with any imaginative and abstract magical artifacts they have; the author will read them carefully!]