The Primordial War: The Symbol Emperor

"The Demon-Slaying Blade..."

The moment a majestic, jet-black longsword appeared, the heavens and earth trembled, and even the seemingly unbreakable array began to shake.

Holding the Demon Blade, Rahu's surging demonic energy and ferocious demonic souls were like docile domestic fowl and a calm lake, all prostrating themselves before Rahu's demonic might.

Although Rahu had an ordinary appearance, his domineering and flamboyant eyes, his chest that was as brave as ten thousand men, and his waist that seemed to support the heavens and the earth gave people a supreme and powerful visual sense.

Especially at this moment, with the appearance of the Demon Blade, a demonic might that even heaven and earth could not conceal suppressed the nine heavens and ten earths.

Supreme and unparalleled, with boundless demonic power, all beings above and below are but ants, and I reign supreme among all gods and demons. My aura of absolute dominance and self-importance is on full display.

Boom boom boom!

Rahu was supremely powerful and invincible. One after another, the majestic and imposing, or the solitary and precipitous sacred mountains were shattered like pieces of rotten tofu by countless blades of light.

The great formation resounded continuously, and one after another, the divine mountains shattered, exploding into dazzling beams of light.

The supreme demonic energy and divine light mingled, forming a terrifying storm of destruction, causing the great formation to shake violently.

If an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal were here, they would surely be torn apart instantly by such a terrifying destructive storm, without any power to resist.

Wei Chen, who was in the vast void, was deeply shocked. Although he could do it easily, he was still incredibly amazed.

Since his debut, when has he ever seen such a terrifying scene?

No!

He had been searching for treasures and opportunities, and apart from Zhuque Wangshu, he had never communicated with any other deity.

As for the gods he robbed, they were no match for Rahu's demonic power, so let's not even mention them.

"Sinking into despair—an endless sea of ​​suffering..."

A loud shout rang out from within the great formation, accompanied by a vast, turbid sea stretching across the heavens and earth, seemingly boundless, with surging waves that raged and swept across the world.

"Sinking, sinking..."

As soon as the Sea of ​​Bitterness emerged, the gods wailed and cried out. The terrifying Daoist aura possessed an unparalleled power of devouring and pulling, as if it would sink the entire world into it.

Bang bang bang!

Countless sacred mountains, like raindrops pouring down, all fell into the boundless sea of ​​suffering, unable to stir up even a ripple.

"hiss……"

"What a terrifying path to ruin!"

Wei Chen gasped, feeling a surge of relief.

He originally didn't want to set up a large formation because he guessed that only one or two powerful figures would be attacking, so there was no need to make a fuss.

Wei Chen was confident he could handle it.

The reason for setting up the grand formation was simply because they were worried that the powerful attackers would be unable to defeat them and would flee. That's why they reluctantly set up the formation.

But now...

This is not just one or two supreme experts attacking.

This is absolutely deadly...

Rumble!

In an instant, dark clouds covered the vast expanse of space, as if an eternal night had descended, burying the last remaining glimmer of dawn.

Billions of thunderbolts surged within, flashing in the eternal darkness, their majestic power spreading and overwhelming the heavens and the earth.

The Thunder Punishment Pearl appeared in the void, drawing in the lightning from all directions and emitting a dazzling purple light, becoming the only source of light in the eternal night world.

Wei Chen formed a series of hand seals and injected them into the Thunder Punishment Pearl. His body shone with divine light, bathed in a sea of ​​runes.

Although he was shocked by the great supernatural powers of Rahu and the Netherworld Emperor, his movements were not slow at all. It can be said that all of this happened in an instant.

Wei Chen was well aware of their strength. Facing such an enemy, he could not afford to be careless or complacent, or he might be the one to die.

Most importantly, we can't afford to waste any more time.

Wei Chen had fought with the Daoist who wielded the pen, and his strength was no weaker than that of Luo Hou Youming Emperor. If he were to recover, the situation would be very unfavorable for him.

Moreover, such powerful beings definitely possess healing artifacts; there is no room for luck.

It may not be as good as the Nine Heavens Mystic Water, but it is no less effective than healing treasures like the Three Pure Ones Divine Water.

Therefore, Wei Chen dared not be negligent in the slightest. He had to use swift and decisive methods to completely eliminate them in the shortest possible time.

Rumble!

A sea of ​​lightning appeared above Wei Chen's head, surging and roaring, its thunderous roar echoing through the heavens.

At this moment, heaven and earth trembled, space and time were disordered, the earth shook, and towering mountains swayed. They seemed unable to withstand this terrifying sea of ​​lightning and were on the verge of collapse.

"Suffer to death!"

Wei Chen shouted and pressed his palm down hard into the formation. The sea of ​​lightning poured down into the formation as if the sky had collapsed.

He stood seventy thousand feet tall, his waist-length purple hair danced wildly, his eyes flashed with electricity, and he stood above the sea of ​​lightning.

"Ah..." A terrified scream rang out from within the formation.

As Rahu and the Underworld Emperor watched the lightning pour down like a vast ocean, their scalps tingled with fear and horror.

Even the heavily injured Daoist who was constantly coughing up blood could no longer cough up blood at this scene.

Just as Wei Chen had predicted, everything the scribe had done before was an act.

Seeing such a terrifying lightning strike, the Taoist priest knew he could no longer pretend. Otherwise, under such a terrifying lightning attack, he might truly become a critically injured and dying person.

The moment the Taoist with the pen made his move, it was earth-shattering, with deathly aura reaching the heavens and earth, terrifying beyond compare.

wow...

A black book appeared out of nowhere. As its pages were turned, endless death runes surged forth, threatening to engulf the world.

Luo Hou also unleashed his strongest technique, stepping on a black lotus platform. He raised his sword to the sky, and endless demonic energy and souls surged into the Demon Blade.

"Demon Domination of Heaven and Earth..."

With a single slash, time ceases to exist, space vanishes, and all is reduced to nothingness.

The Netherworld Emperor stood on the other side of the Netherworld, and with a wave of his hand, a long, dark blue spear appeared in his hand, exuding the aura of the Netherworld's soul-devouring power.

The Netherworld Emperor thrust his spear towards the surging lightning.

"Netherworld Devouring Heaven..."

With a single shot, a black hole suddenly appeared in the void. It seemed capable of devouring all things and guiding all spirits to the netherworld.

boom!

The terrifying divine power collided with the lightning, unleashing a dazzling display of light, overturning space, shattering the universe, and spreading destructive energy.

The aftershocks were enough to kill an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal at the peak of cultivation.

The seemingly unbreakable formation suddenly trembled and was on the verge of collapse.

Seeing this, Wei Chen hurriedly threw out array flags to stabilize the formation.

The current formation cannot be broken; those supreme experts are still alive.

This attack was terrifying, but don't forget that they were top-tier experts with top-grade innate spiritual treasures protecting them. How could they die so easily?

Rumble!

The terrifying aftershocks of destruction surged endlessly within the great formation, constantly impacting its edges.

An hour later...

Wei Chen stabilized the formation, looked at the Taoist priest who was coughing up blood with a smile, and asked, "What's your name?"

His tone was mocking and condescending.

Wei Chen glanced at the three of them, then continued to stare at the Taoist priest holding the pen, and said, "Why aren't you pretending anymore?"

"Cough cough cough..." The Taoist priest holding the pen was breathing erratically and looked listless. He coughed several times, looked at Wei Chen with a solemn and shocked expression, and said, "I am Judge Cui!"

“The Cui family of Judge Cui…” Wei Chen murmured. Isn’t this the family of Judge Cui?

In his mind, every judge was surnamed Cui. But this guy's name was actually Cui Shi—this is going to be interesting!

Wei Chen had already discerned that both Judge Cui and the Netherworld Emperor held divinely ordained positions, bearing the responsibilities of the Netherworld and preparing for future reincarnations.

There is also Rahu, who, like Hongjun, is a sage of heaven and earth. One is responsible for teaching and enlightening all living beings, while the other is responsible for slaughtering them.

This is the principle of: when evil rises, Tao declines; when Tao rises, evil declines—balancing the universe!

After the struggle between the Dao and the Demon, the Heavenly Dao will face tribulations such as inner demons to restrain the proliferation of cultivators.

These people can't be killed...

This is not a major calamity, so even if Wei Chen wanted to kill him, he couldn't. Because the Heavenly Dao would definitely intervene and would not allow a deity bearing the supreme position of Heaven and Earth to perish.

They can't kill him, and they can't let him go!

What should we do?