Time Travel: Did My Sister-in-Law Get Slapped in the Face Today?

Xingluoyuan was already surprised as soon as he entered.

"You are not a primordial being?"

He saw Li Lan's soul trapped by the primordial chains within his sea of ​​consciousness!

"How dare a mere human impersonate a primordial race..."

He couldn't help but shook his head.

"So what about the human race? Don't you see how the Heavenly Emperor of old swept away all demons with a single sword strike? Even the original races were wiped out over countless years and have been lost to this day..."

Li Lan simply smiled indifferently.

"Do you even deserve to be compared to the Heavenly Emperor?"

Xingluoyuan shook his head and said, "Since even ants dare to challenge dragons, then I will annihilate you completely in the primordial chaos!"

He raised his hand and slashed, like a god descending from the heavens, with stars and the moon falling together, surging with immense power, almost crushing Li Lan.

Even though Li Lan was bound by the primordial chains, he only needed to raise his hand to form a sword of malice. The terrifying sword intent caused his entire sea of ​​consciousness to tremble. Wherever the sword pointed, the thousands of stars and moons he had unleashed all fell to the ground.

The surging sword intent was like a cosmic hurricane sweeping across the galaxy, and in the blink of an eye, it had already crushed everything in its path!

Xingluoyuan's expression changed drastically. He tried his best to stop them, and his own demonic malice was boiling, but at this moment, he actually felt... powerless.

Li Lan's demonic malice was like a vast ocean.

"how is this possible?"

He was shocked.

The last time he saw Li Lan, Li Lan's demonic malice was nothing to him.

But now he's stronger than him?

How could Li Lan have improved so quickly?

His demonic malice was constantly eroded by Li Lan's sword intent. Suddenly, the sword of malice trembled, and he was forced back a hundred steps, almost being forced out of Li Lan's sea of ​​consciousness.

"you lose."

Li Lan's voice rang out calmly.

But Xingluoyuan's face was extremely ugly.

"This is an act of demonic aggression. I have been trapped here for many years and have little left. Is this considered a victory for you?"

He was very dissatisfied.

If he were in his prime, this bit of demonic malice would have been nothing to him.

"Oh? What do you want to compete in?"

Li Lan smiled.

"The Great Way!"

Xingluoyuan said decisively, "Only the cultivation of the Great Dao is the true path. In my life, I have attained seven parts of the Sword Dao and four parts of the Battle Dao. If you can defeat me in any one of my styles, then I will consider you the winner!"

He was extremely arrogant.

Li Lan pondered for a moment. He had heard Houtu Thirteen mention that in the primordial world, the primordial holy sons, thanks to the primordial matter, could simultaneously evolve and cultivate many great Daos.

In the Eternal True Realm, every cultivator, even after a lifetime of effort, may only glimpse the threshold of one or two supreme paths.

But the primordial world is different. Primordial matter is inherently interdependent, arising and transforming between existence and non-existence, endless and inexhaustible. It is the true creation of creation. Therefore, cultivators in the primordial world will find it easier to understand and comprehend the Great Dao, and will almost completely crush those in the Eternal True Realm.

There are more than one or two "undying and immortal beings" like Zhu Wusi!

As the primordial holy son, his understanding of the Great Dao was astonishing. He achieved seven points in the Dao of Sword and four points in the Dao of War, making him a three-time champion in the entire primordial world.

In the Eternal True Realm, Li Lan had never heard of such a thing, and it was probably something that could be considered unparalleled throughout the ages!

As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Luoyuan raised his hand, and in an instant, behind him, phantoms and Dao principles appeared, which were the manifestations of his eleven Great Daos!

Seven sword shadows danced in the air, some like spring breezes and gentle rain, some like the blazing heat of summer, some like the chilling winds of autumn, some like the biting cold of winter, some like the roaring of rivers, and some like the thunderclaps of thunder...

The four battle figures were astonishing: one stood firm against the mountains, invincible; another was as solid as a rock amidst raging torrents; and yet another stood tall amidst the clouds, riding the whirlwind...

"As expected of the Primordial Holy Son of the Third Race, truly astonishing! The title of Three-Crown King is well-deserved!"

Beside them, Houtu Thirteen spoke in surprise, her eyes filled with shock, and she couldn't help but glance at Li Lan.

Li Lan has always been amazing, but he has never encountered such a strong opponent before. Can he still defeat him now?