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

At the center of the vortex, an ancient rune slowly rotated, emitting a chilling aura.

boom!

An even larger phantom of a Kun fish burst forth from the sky.

This time, the Kun fish was covered in mysterious runes, and every scale shimmered with ancient radiance.

It opened its enormous mouth, creating towering waves as it swallowed, as if it wanted to devour the entire sky.

The immortals' expressions changed drastically.

They never expected that Qin Yuan's understanding of the Kunpeng Treasure Technique would reach such a level.

This is no longer a simple imitation, but a true inheritance of ancient supernatural powers.

The Palace Master of the Immortal Palace also abandoned his contempt and quickly cast a spell.

The surrounding immortals understood immediately and poured their divine power into the bronze immortal palace.

In an instant, the already imposing bronze palace became even more intense.

The copper light shone like the sea, illuminating the surrounding area for miles around.

Countless runes flowed across the surface of the celestial palace, each containing earth-shattering power.

The Kun fish, carrying the pottery jar, crashed into the bronze palace once more.

However, this time, the celestial palace, empowered by numerous divine forces, only gave a slight tremor before sending the pottery jar flying back.

The pottery jar flew back like a shooting star and crashed heavily into the phantom of the Kun fish.

The Kun fish let out a mournful cry, and its massive body began to disintegrate.

One by one, the runes that made up the body went out, eventually turning into specks of starlight and dissipating into the world.

Before the remnant immortals could even cheer, Qin Yuan suddenly raised the pottery jar in his hand.

The power of primordial chaos surged once more, this time even more vast than before.

The clouds in the sky were churned and spun wildly, forming a huge vortex.

The enormous phantom of the Kun fish actually condensed again, but this time it did not remain in the form of a Kun.

The enormous body twisted and transformed, its feathers bursting from the water, turning into a giant roc that blotted out the sky.

Just as the immortals were astonished by Qin Yuan's exquisite use of the Kunpeng Treasure Technique, a deafening dragon roar suddenly resounded in the sky.

A giant dragon, its entire body gleaming with golden light, burst forth from the sky, its scales shimmering with the radiance of ancient runes.

It and the roc circled around the bronze palace, one in front and one behind.

Upon seeing this scene, a crippled immortal dressed in a blue robe gasped in shock.

"This is...this is the True Dragon Treasure Technique!"

Only then did everyone realize that the young man before them not only possessed the Kunpeng Treasure Technique, but was also proficient in the True Dragon Treasure Technique.

Moreover, judging from its power, his True Dragon Treasure Technique seems to be more refined than the Kunpeng Treasure Technique.

The dragon circled once in the air and suddenly swung its long tail.

The dragon's tail, like a celestial blade, lashed heavily onto the bronze immortal palace.

With a deafening roar, large chunks of bronze plaques began to peel off from the surface of the celestial palace, revealing the mottled patterns inside.

The remnant immortal, transformed into a great sun, could no longer bear to watch.

He roared and merged into the bronze immortal palace.

In an instant, the originally bronze-colored celestial palace was filled with a blazing red light, as if it had been scorched by flames.

The power of the Immortal Palace surged, finally managing to block the true dragon's attack.

Qin Yuan sneered, "Nothing special."

He formed hand seals, controlling the roc and the true dragon to launch a new round of attacks.

The roc spreads its wings and sweeps across, the true dragon circles and charges.

The phantoms of the two divine beasts worked in perfect coordination, constantly crashing into the bronze immortal palace.

The Palace Master and the other remnant immortals frantically poured in divine power, trying to stabilize the crumbling Palace.

However, Qin Yuan's offensive was too fierce, wave after wave, giving them no chance to breathe.

The bronze palace trembled violently, and the runes on its surface began to fade away piece by piece.

Those remaining immortals struggled to hold on, but gradually their strength waned.

One by one, they began coughing up blood, their faces turning deathly pale.

Qin Yuan's body surged with primordial energy, and his double pupils flashed with a strange light.

He formed hand seals, and the power within his body continued to rise, making him seem like a volcano about to erupt.

He roared to the sky, "Smash!"

This roar shook the surrounding area, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth resonated with it.

Qin Yuan's spirit and energy reached their peak at this moment, and his primordial power surged out like a monstrous wave.

With the support of this powerful force, the illusory images of the dragon and the roc hovering in the air became even more solid.

Its originally translucent body was now almost solid, with every scale and every feather clearly visible.

The immortals looked horrified.

They never expected that a powerful figure from the upper realm would be so easily defeated by a thirteen-year-old boy.

This is simply a shame!

But the facts are clear: the Bronze Immortal Palace is crumbling, and they themselves are battered and bruised.

That seemingly weak boy was now like a young war god, wielding the power of two divine beasts.

At Qin Yuan's command, the True Dragon and the Roc moved simultaneously.

A true dragon stands before you, its claws reaching out and tearing through the void.

The roc is behind, its wings spread like knives, cutting through the clouds.

The two illusory images of divine beasts, carrying the mysterious pottery jar, transformed into a beam of golden light.

Carrying an aura of world destruction, it crashed headlong into the Bronze Immortal Palace.

The Palace Master of the Immortal Palace exerted all his strength to control the Immortal Palace, trying to bounce the pottery jar back again.

However, this time, the power of the True Dragon and the Roc was simply too great.

Under the combined impact of the three forces, the Immortal Palace finally succumbed.

boom!

After a deafening roar, the ancient bronze palace shattered.

Countless bronze fragments flew everywhere, as if a metal rain was falling.

The runes engraved on the surface of the celestial palace shattered and dissipated into starlight between heaven and earth.

The mysterious pottery jar remained intact, floating silently in the void.

It looks so ordinary, yet it can withstand such a terrifying impact, which is truly puzzling.

The immortals were struck dumb, as if by lightning.

Their reliance, their trump card—the bronze immortal palace that had stood for countless years—was destroyed by Qin Yuan.

The immortals gazed at the boy holding the pottery jar, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

Who would have thought that a minor venerable being from the lower realm would not only master the long-lost Kunpeng Treasure Technique, but also be proficient in the True Dragon Treasure Technique?

It also possesses a mysterious pottery jar that even the Bronze Immortal Palace could not destroy.

Some of the remnant immortals began to regret their actions. They had cultivated in the upper realm for thousands of years and considered themselves to be among the elite.

But now he was beaten so badly by a teenager that all his years of cultivation seemed to have been for nothing.

The several wounded, fragmented immortal phantoms grew increasingly dim, their divine power nearly depleted.

It turns out that at the moment the Bronze Immortal Palace collapsed, in order to save himself, the Palace Master secretly extracted the power of these remnant immortals to resist the fatal impact.

Although these remnant immortals were unwilling, they dared not say anything.

In the Upper Realm, strength reigns supreme, and it's already a miracle that the Palace Master of the Immortal Palace was able to protect himself.

Standing amidst the ruins, the Palace Master of the Immortal Palace gazed at the illusory images of the true dragon and the roc circling in the sky, and was lost in memories.

The Kunpeng clan was incredibly powerful back then. As one of the Ten Fiends, they could rival Immortal Kings even at the True Immortal realm.