Primordial Era: I am the First Green Ox, the Senior Brother of the Three Religions

Chapter 614 The First Round of the Primordial Purple Qi: Is He Trying to Wipe Out All the Primordial

The four words "Ancestor of Yin and Yang" were uttered.

The countless cultivators on the battlefield were initially stunned, then erupted in uproar.

Many great figures of later generations never actually met the Yin-Yang Ancestor.

But this name carries immense weight in ancient legends.

In ancient times.

The Demon Ancestor Rahu wreaked havoc in the West, seeking to prove his Dao through slaughter.

That battle shattered the heavens and earth, and caused the Great Dao to weep.

In the end, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, together with several ancient powerful beings, suppressed Rahu.

Among them was the Yin-Yang Ancestor.

Later, Rahu was defeated and killed, and the ancestral lineage of the West was shattered.

Hongjun attained enlightenment.

Meanwhile, those ancient beings who once suppressed Rahu together gradually disappeared from the view of the primordial world.

Some say they died and their spirits dissipated.

Some say they were devoured by the calamity and have long since ceased to exist.

But now, the Yin-Yang Ancestor has actually appeared in person.

And with a single move, he broke the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

The impact of this was far greater than that of the arrival of an ordinary saint.

Haotian stared intently at the Yin-Yang Ancestor.

He was once a servant of Hongjun.

Although I did not personally experience that ancient battle, I have heard bits and pieces of information about it.

That is why he understood better than ordinary powerful beings that the Yin-Yang Ancestor was no ordinary Quasi-Saint.

This person was an ancient giant who rivaled the Dao Ancestor in their time.

Even if they may not be able to compare with Hongjun now, they are by no means an existence that they can underestimate.

Zhunti's expression shifted between light and dark.

Looking at the Primordial Purple Qi in the palm of the Yin-Yang Ancestor, his greed did not subside; instead, it became even more complex.

This purple aura is indeed a trap.

However, if it could be taken from the Yin-Yang Ancestor, it might be possible to turn the illusory into the real.

Jieyin saw through his thoughts and secretly transmitted his voice, saying, "Junior brother, do not act rashly."

Zhunti's lips twitched slightly.

"Senior brother, do I seem like such a reckless person?"

The guide remained silent for a moment.

no answer.

Zhunti became even more depressed.

This silence is more hurtful than directly calling him reckless.

Tongtian wielded the Zhuxian Sword, its sword intent soaring straight to the heavens.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation had just been broken, and he could no longer suppress his anger.

But he did not immediately strike again.

Because he knew it.

The fact that the opponent could tear apart the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation with a single flick was no ordinary feat.

Taishang looked at Yin Yang Ancestor and slowly spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Yin Yang".

"You hid beyond the primordial wilderness years ago, and now you reappear, all for this purple aura?"

The Yin-Yang Ancestor chuckled.

"The Sage of Taiqing has a good eye."

"But you're wrong."

"The purple aura is just bait."

"That's not what I want."

The Heavenly Venerable of Primordial Beginning's expression darkened slightly.

"You used the Primordial Purple Qi as bait to lure the sages into your trap."

"His ambitions are considerable."

The Yin-Yang Ancestor's gaze fell upon Yuan Shi.

"The Sage Yuqing is right."

"Having remained silent for countless years, wouldn't it be too boring to do this for a mere wisp of primordial purple energy?"

A mere wisp of primordial purple energy.

These words sent a jolt through the hearts of countless powerful figures present.

How precious is the Primordial Purple Qi?

That is the foundation for sainthood.

Countless powerful beings in the primordial world were willing to risk their lives for him.

But in the mouth of the Yin-Yang Ancestor, it was merely "merely".

Donghuang Taiyi snorted coldly.

"That sounds nice."

"Without the purple aura, could you have drawn all the primordial saints here?"

The Yin-Yang Ancestor glanced at Donghuang Taiyi.

"The Chaos Bell".

"Donghuang Taiyi".

"You do have some of the legacy of Pangu."

Donghuang Taiyi's eyes turned cold.

"Stop putting on airs like an old-fashioned person."

"If you were truly invincible, why weren't you the one who attained enlightenment back then?"

This is extremely harsh.

Many powerful figures showed slight changes in their expressions.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor, however, was not angered.

He just smiled.

He smiled faintly.

"Attaining enlightenment?"

"Hongjun attained the Heavenly Dao."

"Rahu was defeated by bloodshed."

"The universe and the five elements are all subject to planning."

"But I see a much farther road ahead."

Upon hearing this, Niu Ben finally spoke.

"A longer road?"

"So you set up this scheme with the Primordial Purple Qi, intending to wipe out all the primordial saints in one fell swoop?"

The Yin-Yang Ancestor turned to look at Niu Ben.

This was the first time he had seriously examined Niu Ben since he appeared.

The sunlight was intense in the left eye.

The shadow on the right eye is uneven.

A moment later, a strange look appeared in his eyes.

"Primordial Golden Immortal".

"It's not about achieving sainthood through the Heavenly Dao."

"No wonder I could see some clues about this game."

"Niu Ben, I have heard of your name."

Niu Ben smiled faintly.

"Being remembered by an ancient monster isn't such a loss after all."

Tongtian smirked.

That kid's mouth is still so sharp.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor did not pay any attention.

The primordial purple energy in his palm slowly rose.

Within the purple aura, the remaining imprint had completely manifested as Yin-Yang Dao patterns.

Black and white intertwined.

It looks like a chain.

Only then did everyone realize that this was not some unclaimed purple aura at all.

From the very beginning, the Yin-Yang Ancestor had tampered with this purple aura.

This is what is meant by a stroke of luck.

But it was bait that he himself had thrown down.

Haotian said in a deep voice, "Ancestor Yin Yang, you are an ancient great power, and you once helped the Dao Ancestor suppress Rahu."

"Now, however, they are using purple energy to set a trap, intending to harm all the saints of the primordial world."

"Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Dao Ancestor?"

The Yin-Yang Ancestor seemed to have heard an amusing joke.

"The Dao Ancestor?"

"Haotian, you've become the Heavenly Emperor, but your courage hasn't grown much. You've just learned to use Hongjun to intimidate others."

Haotian's face darkened.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor continued, "If Hongjun truly wanted to stop me, why hasn't he made a move yet?"

These words sent a jolt through Haotian's heart.

The saints also subconsciously looked towards the heavens.

Zixiao Palace.

In the depths of endless chaos.

Hongjun sat quietly on the futon, a beam of light appearing before him, illuminating the primordial battlefield.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor has appeared.

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation has been broken.

The primordial purple aura returned to his palm.

Hongjun saw all of this.

His expression remained indifferent throughout.

This upheaval, which seemed capable of shaking the entire world, was nothing more than the rise and fall of a speck of dust in his eyes.

After a moment, Hongjun slowly spoke.

"yin and yang."

"I didn't expect you to finally be unable to sit still."

The sound echoed through the Purple Cloud Palace.

No surprise.

There was only a lofty tranquility.

In the past, they fought side by side to suppress Rahu.

They were also wary of each other.

At that time, the Yin-Yang Ancestor harbored deep ambitions.

However, Hongjun eventually gained the upper hand and ascended to the Dao.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor disappeared into the shadows, leaving no trace.

It's not surprising that it's resurfacing now.

The light of Tao flowed in Hongjun's eyes.

The aura of the Yin-Yang Ancestor on the battlefield had already surpassed that of an ordinary saint.

But for Hongjun, it was still not enough.

"Desiring to devour the essence of the sages and refine the power of the primordial Heavenly Dao."

"In this way, we will defy the will of Heaven and seize our rightful place."

"He's quite devoted."

Hongjun said calmly.

"But ultimately, we are still in the game."

He did not make a move.

No decree was issued.

In Hongjun's eyes, whether it was the Yin-Yang Ancestor or the various saints, they were merely changes on the chessboard of the Heavenly Dao.

As for Niu Ben...

Hongjun's gaze lingered on him for a while.

"The Way of Primordial Chaos".

"That's the biggest variable."

The words fell.

Zixiao Palace returned to silence.

In the primordial battlefield, the Yin-Yang Ancestor suddenly looked up at the sky.

It was as if they were separated by endless chaos, and their eyes met for a moment with Hongjun in the Zixiao Palace.

A cold glint appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Hongjun".

"If you don't make a move, just watch."

"From this day forward, you cannot stop me from taking the path I am destined for."

The saints were shaken.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor dared to address the Dao Ancestor by his given name.

And there was not a trace of reverence in his tone.

This is the source of the confidence of the ancient powerful beings.

Niu Ben looked at the Yin-Yang Ancestor, his expression remaining calm.

"So, your goal isn't the purple aura."

"It's us."

The Yin-Yang Ancestor laughed.

"good."

"Today, I have laid out this plan."

"I intend to kill you all here."

The words fell.

The entire world suddenly turned cold.

Zhunti's expression changed drastically.

The suffering of those being guided to enlightenment intensifies.

Haotian roared, "Arrogant!"

Donghuang Taiyi sneered.

"You?"

"Here are the Three Pure Ones, the Two Sages of the West, the Heavenly Emperor, and Niu Ben."

"You ancient ghost, do you really think you're the ancestor of Taoism?"

The Yin-Yang Ancestor's laughter grew louder.

"good."

"Me."

He raised his hand and grasped the Primordial Purple Qi into his palm.

The two energies of black and white suddenly pierced through heaven and earth.

"The battle begins."