Primordial Era: At the beginning, the Desolate Heavenly Emperor invited me to drink beast milk, and

Qin Yuan looked at the dazzling inscriptions in the sky and the divine power displayed by the Rain King, a disdainful smile curving his lips.

"That's all there is to it, just a bunch of fancy tricks."

Qin Yuan remained completely still, simply raising his right palm casually.

The power of primordial chaos gathered in his palm, forming a miniature vortex.

Qin Yuan pushed forward suddenly, and the vortex in his palm expanded instantly.

With a deafening roar, the inscription array painstakingly constructed by the Rain King was torn to shreds like paper.

The shimmering runes were powerless against the power of the Primordial Chaos, and they all turned into starlight and dissipated.

The Rain Clan's battle flags snapped one after another under this force, and the sound of breaking wooden poles echoed throughout the land.

The once imposing formation crumbled in the blink of an eye.

The Rain King was shocked when he saw this, and quickly took out a palm-sized pagoda from his sleeve.

The pagoda is entirely blue-gold in color, and each layer is engraved with intricate runes, clearly indicating that it is an extraordinary magical artifact.

The pagoda was thrown high into the air, radiating a dazzling light in the sunlight.

As the Rain King made a hand seal, the pagoda began to grow rapidly.

The towers rose one after another from the ground, quickly obscuring most of the sky.

The runes on the tower became more clearly visible as it grew larger; they were restrictions passed down from ancient times.

Each rune shimmered with a dangerous light, releasing a terrifying pressure.

At this moment, under the Rain King's urging, a huge vortex appeared at the bottom of the tower, intending to suck Qin Yuan into the tower and suppress him for eternity.

However, Qin Yuan was not afraid at all, and instead took the initiative to rush towards the pagoda.

His figure drew a graceful arc in the air, his entire body enveloped in the power of primordial chaos.

boom!

The boy's figure collided with the enormous pagoda, unleashing a deafening roar. The terrifying shockwave spread in all directions, causing the surrounding buildings to tremble and sway precariously.

When the smoke cleared, everyone was stunned.

Qin Yuan remained standing in mid-air, without a single scratch on his body.

However, the clan's treasure had developed countless cracks, and its cyan-gold light had dimmed.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the pagoda shattered completely.

Countless fragments shot out in all directions like meteors, carrying terrifying power.

The Rain Clan cultivators watching from the sidelines were caught off guard and struck by these fragments.

Immediately, cries of agony rose and fell, and the scene descended into chaos.

The Rain King had no time to attend to his people, for Qin Yuan's figure had already appeared before him like a ghost.

The fist, formed from the power of primordial chaos, slammed directly into Rain King's chest.

The Rain King's protective aura was instantly shattered, and he was sent flying dozens of feet away.

Rain King steadied himself and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He knew he could hold back any longer, or he would surely perish here today.

He formed hand seals and began to unleash the Rain Clan's most powerful divine ability.

This divine power is called the "Nine Heavens Water Dragon Formation". In theory, it requires nine array-level experts to use it simultaneously to unleash its full power.

However, at this moment, the Rain King managed to gather the magical power of nine people into one person all by himself.

The sky suddenly changed color, and dark clouds covered an area of ​​hundreds of miles in an instant.

Countless water vapors converged from all directions, forming a huge vortex in the air.

These water vapors condensed continuously, quickly transforming into towering waves.

Nine water dragons rose into the air from the giant waves, each one a hundred feet long.

Their bodies are made of pure water element and exude a terrifying pressure.

The dragon scales gleamed with a cold light, the dragon claws were as sharp as knives, and the dragon whiskers fluttered in the wind.

The water dragon swirled and circled in the air, emitting a deafening roar.

Their powers resonate with each other, forming a complete grand formation.

As the formation was activated, the water-related laws of heaven and earth were drawn in.

Faced with the Rain King's unparalleled divine power, Qin Yuan finally showed some seriousness.

A sudden roar erupted from his body, and a hidden world appeared.

Within the grotto, the laws of primordial chaos flowed, creating a peculiar scene.

The rain in the sky grew thicker, and nine water dragons coiled and roared, trying to devour this cave.

However, a dazzling light suddenly burst forth from Qin Yuan's double pupils, and two Primordial Divine Swords shot out from them.

These two divine swords may seem ordinary, but they contain the power to create the world.

As soon as they appeared, they slashed at the water curtain in the air, their sharp sword energy easily tearing the rain curtain apart.

The seemingly indestructible water curtain was as fragile as a sheet of paper in front of the Primordial Divine Sword.

The Nine Heavens Water Dragon Formation has nine layers of defense, and each layer requires powerful cultivators to work together to break through.

However, under Qin Yuan's Primordial Divine Sword, these differences in level vanished.

The moment the first layer of water curtain was cleaved, the second layer collapsed immediately.

Wherever the Primordial Divine Sword passed, the laws of water were completely annihilated.

The third layer, the fourth layer... all the way to the ninth layer, all the defenses vanished in an instant.

The terrifying aftershocks of energy swept in all directions, and the surrounding buildings, unable to withstand such power, collapsed one after another.

Exquisite glazed tiles shattered and flew everywhere, heavy stone walls collapsed with a crash, and carved beams and painted rafters turned to dust.

The vast Rain King's Mansion was almost completely razed to the ground in this battle, with only a few buildings protected by the great formation escaping unscathed.

As the last wisp of smoke dissipated, the Rain King stood swaying amidst the ruins.

His robes were tattered, his body was covered in wounds, and blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The Rain Clan members around them stared wide-eyed and gaped as they watched this scene.

In their memories, the Rain King has always been an invincible being, the pillar of the Rain Clan.

But now, this Rain King, whom they revered, was beaten so badly by a mere teenager.

The Rain King stared at the boy before him, his face filled with disbelief.

"You... how could you be so strong..."

Qin Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, his body radiating with primordial energy.

"A frog at the bottom of a well can only ever see the small patch of sky above its head."

Rain King wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered.

"A frog in a well? Ha! You call me a frog in a well, but aren't you one too?"

"Do you know the true strength of my Rain Clan?"

Just then, the surviving ancient temple in the center of the Rain King's Palace suddenly burst forth with dazzling light.

The light was so tangible that it shot into the sky, forming a huge pillar of light in the air.

The ancient temple gates slowly opened, revealing the shrines enshrined inside.

Above the shrine, a golden imperial edict was trembling slightly.

This is the Rain Clan's last trump card, a decree left by their ancient ancestor.

This decree can only be activated when the Rain Clan faces the threat of extinction.

Seeing this, the Rain King finally smiled.

"Please grant the decree of the Ancestor!"

The aura emanating from the decree grew stronger and stronger, drawing in the spiritual energy of the water system within a hundred miles.

Upon sensing this aura, the Rain Clan members standing amidst the ruins all knelt down.

This is submission from the depths of one's blood, an instinctive reaction to overwhelming power.

The light from the ancient temple grew brighter and brighter, enveloping the entire Rain King's Mansion.

The runes on the decree began to peel off, arranging themselves into a peculiar formation in the air.