Chapter 188

The Primordial Ancestor King, equivalent to a sage among humanity, possesses extraordinarily great strength; if he truly awakens, it will be a calamity!

'Then give it a try.'

Yang Zhu vanished in a single step and plunged into the depths of the dragon vein.

Boom! Bang! Boom……

The mountain range shuddered violently, the earth split open, even the innate stars fell down; after a few rounds, a battered primordial creature was hurled out.

This is the creature that just broke out of the source; it is a Saint Lord–level expert, far stronger than the three mighty ones just before.

But he faces Yang Zhu; as long as no sage appears, nobody can withstand him.

After only a few rounds, the opponent was severely wounded, struck down to near death, half his body turned to bloody mud, a miserable sight.

The former lay limp on the ground, blood surging into the pillar, his shattered entrails flowing out together, yet the wound was stained with a purple‑gold halo, making it nearly impossible to heal.

'The Ancient Holy Body… no, you are a Holy Body Dao Embryo!'

In the recent clash, this primordial being reacted, his eyes nearly bursting from their sockets, his heart shocked to the extreme!

The Ancient Holy Body, unparalleled in flesh, has appeared only rarely throughout the ages, yet each bearer is astonishingly magnificent, repeatedly saving humanity from calamity and turning the tide!

Even the primordial royal clans dare not underestimate this physique, for once the Holy Body reaches perfection, it can rival the ancient emperors.

If primordial beings dread the Ancient Holy Body, then toward the Holy Body Dao Embryo they feel deep terror!

The Wushi Great Emperor was overwhelmingly dominant; in his era even the supreme beings of the forbidden zones had to hide or flee, fully displaying the invincibility of this physique.

Anyone who knows or has witnessed it feels both dread and awe! The Dao's symbols shine, the Hun Dun Chi surges forth from the depths, slowly floating, chaotic essence pouring down, suppressing this mountain range above.

'Hum!'

The pool trembled slightly, lowering a thread of killing intent, boundlessly terrifying, even the traces of the Dao were worn away; the heavily wounded primordial creature could not utter a sound before being obliterated.

The Hun Dun Chi, forged from the essence of chaos stone and three kinds of immortal gold, bears engraved imperial sigils, the Wushi Scripture, and the Salvation Scripture.

Its might is already hard to gauge; even a peerless holy weapon could match it! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh……

One primordial creature after another was blasted out from the depths of the dragon vein, most of them having their bodies blown apart and torn to pieces.

Nearly all were on their last breath, only a single breath remaining.

The Hun Dun Chi turned, refining each primordial creature into life essence, absorbing it completely.

Were it not for this, those primordial creatures inside the dragon vein would have long been blasted to nothing but bone fragments.

In half an hour, more than a dozen primordial creatures were worn down, refined into essence and absorbed.

Some, sealed in divine source, were split apart by Yang Zhu's palm, prematurely revived, then swiftly suppressed.

'This is a primordial creature… is he just swatting chickens from afar?'

Such a heart‑pounding scene left Pang Bo and the others utterly stunned, as if in a dream, feeling quite unreal.

Primordial beings are immensely powerful; humanity avoids them, fearing to provoke them.

Even figures like the Peacock King and Scarlet Dragon Daoist, such mighty human experts, who were once unrestrained and bold, dare not provoke them.

Half a year ago, the Peacock King had already clashed with a primordial creature of great‑ability cultivation, yet the result gave him no advantage.

'Black Sovereign, just how strong has Brother Yang become? He can suppress mighty experts with a mere raise of his hand…'

Even Ye Fan has never witnessed such a scene; alone he stormed the primordial creatures' lair, and in just a few rounds he slew one of them. 'If no sage appears, he can sweep all before him!'

The big black dog put away its lecherous expression, wearing a solemn and proud look, obviously not joking.

Above Saint Lord lies the Immortal Three Severing Dao, two major realms above the mighty, the strength gap like a heavenly chasm.

Yet the big black dog believes in Yang Zhu; even so, he can fell his opponent—this is confidence in the Holy Body Dao Embryo, and also in the Wushi Great Emperor's bloodline!

'Those words are sound; in the Dragon‑Transformation Secret Realm he could easily slay mighty experts, now having broken through the Immortal Platform, what do you think?'

The unscrupulous Daoist patted his belly and nodded in agreement.

After another half‑quarter hour, Yang Zhu emerged from the dragon's den, having slain twenty‑three primordial creatures in the meantime.

Even the weakest among them possessed mighty‑ability cultivation, capable of being chosen for dust‑sealing—how could their strength be weak? 'How is it, finished the slaughter?'

Duan De spoke, already eager to carry out the final looting.

'Almost done; only one unborn ancestor king remains.'

The Primordial Ancestor King, a title that makes one's face turn pale at the mere mention; hearing Yang Zhu's words, everyone was startled, never expecting there to truly be one inside! 'He won't come out, will he? What should we do next?'

Li Heishui wiped a cold sweat; as the grandson of a great bandit, facing such a level of expert he still felt uneasy in his heart.

Perhaps only the first of the Thirteen Great Bandits, known for mystery and the elusive divine dragon—Old Undying—has a slight chance to resist.

'Just sweep this place clean.'

Yang Zhu has now broken through to Immortal First, which is mighty‑ability cultivation; if he fully activates the imperial armament, he could even sink the Central State!

As for why not the Eastern Wasteland, it's because there are too many supremes……

'Hum!'

Dark light burst forth, imperial might vast; the next moment the Heaven‑Swallowing Magic Jar was produced, its body quite ordinary, engraved with weeping and smiling faces, looking quite strange.

Yang Zhu activated the Soldier Character Secret, opening the lid of the Heaven‑Swallowing Magic Jar; instantly the dark light grew hazy, it inhaled and exhaled life essence, with starlight drifting within.

Boom! Under Yang Zhu's full activation, a thread of ten‑thousand‑foot killing intent descended from the Nine Heavens, unmatched, sweeping all before it.

Directed at the seal of the Primordial Ancestor King, a peerless killing intent descended! After a heaven‑shaking roar, tens of thousands of miles of mountain range were flattened in an instant, the earth struck and collapsed, even the Dao's traces not erased! 'Ah! Are you intending to exterminate everything?!'

Like a tsunami's roar shaking the heavens, the seal of that Primordial Ancestor King was shattered; under the extreme Dao imperial might, half his body was blasted into blood mist! The Primordial Ancestor King's purple hair flew loose, the remaining half of his body covered in dense cracks, even his crystalline bones exposed.

After all, he is a sage‑level cultivator; how terrifying his strength is—how could a one‑hit kill be easy? Yang Zhu gazed coldly downward; the Holy Body Dao Embryo displayed its innate advantage, his body emanating divine radiance, his inner divine power like a sea, boiling thoroughly.

Origin Dao patterns flickered; the terrifying regenerative capacity erupted, in just an instant draining the life essence of a radius of several thousand miles!

In the blink of an eye, his expenditure was fully restored, returning him to peak condition.

Unless he can be obliterated in an instant, both form and spirit, Yang Zhu's divine power will be endless and inexhaustible! 'Boom!'

The Heaven‑Swallowing Magic Jar's lid was activated again, lowering an even more terrifying extreme Dao imperial might than the first; no matter how mighty the Primordial Ancestor King, he could not withstand it.

This time there was no mishap; a terrifying existence sealed for over ten‑plus thousand years, under the extreme Dao imperial armament, was erased from this world!

(End of chapter)