Primordial Era: All-Conceptual-Level Weapon Forging, Whoever Uses It Will Die.

Chi You touched his skin, which had become smoother and more delicate, looking completely bewildered.

"That's it? You're here to give me a pampering treatment?"

Xuan Du froze, then suddenly remembered.

"Damn it, this magic weapon of mine is a support type; it doesn't have any offensive capabilities!"

Under the strange gazes of the crowd, Xuan Du blushed.

He coughed twice, then retreated nonchalantly, putting his hands behind his back.

"Ahem, well... I'm just putting on a pre-match performance to liven things up."

"The rest is up to you."

"Tch~"

Bixiao rolled her eyes and rushed out excitedly.

"It all depends on me!"

Holding the sword of fatherly love as steadfast as a mountain, she was about to unleash her full power to catch the blade barehanded against Chi You.

"inverse……"

However, the word "子" was not uttered yet.

Chi You's movements were countless times faster than hers!

"That's all unnecessary!"

Chi You, wearing loafers, took a running start and soared into the air.

boom!

Before Bixiao could activate the law of causality, she was kicked in the shoulder and sent flying like a meteor.

"what!"

Chi You landed, straightened his tight-fitting clothes, put his hands in his pockets, and looked around in a very pretentious manner.

"Who else?!"

Upon seeing this, Daoist Duobao's face darkened.

That's so embarrassing!

But he was a dignified Golden Immortal and the chief disciple of the Jie Sect. If he were to attack Chi You, who was only at the early stage of Golden Immortal.

Winning is not honorable, and losing is even more disgraceful.

Guang Chengzi was so anxious that he scratched his head and looked to Lü Yue for help.

"Junior Brother Lü Yue, it's up to you now!"

Lü Yue nodded, holding a whisk, and strode forward.

"Take this!"

Lu Yue put one hand on his hip, thrust his horsetail whisk forward, and stomped his feet frantically on the ground.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!!"

A powerful repulsive force erupted.

Seeing this, Chi You sneered, "You want me to retreat? No way!"

"Whatever!"

Chi You launched General Yu's Flying Kick again, his body charging forward with unstoppable momentum.

Thus, an extremely bizarre scene unfolded on the battlefield.

Lü Yue shouted "Retreat!" and Chi You was pushed back two steps.

Chi You delivered a flying kick and then forced his way forward two steps.

The two of them were like game characters that had been bugged.

They frantically moved around in place, advancing and retreating, neither able to gain the upper hand, resulting in a stalemate.

Just then, the four ancestral witches, Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, Zhurong, and Gonggong, who had been holding the line, finally couldn't hold back any longer.

They stepped forward, their bodies radiating a menacing aura, looking at the person opposite them with an extremely pretentious air.

"Hmph, a bunch of rabble!"

"You think you can defeat my Witch Clan?"

"Admit defeat quickly, or don't blame us for being unsportsmanlike!"

However, the words had barely left his mouth.

Rumble!

The sky shattered, and four terrifyingly powerful quasi-saint auras descended without warning.

"Who dares to claim invincibility? Who dares to act arrogantly in front of me?!"

Di Jun was dressed in golden armor, while Donghuang Taiyi carried a large cleaver.

With a sinister smile on his face and a murderous look in his eyes, the Eastern King Duke and the Styx Ancestor made a dazzling appearance!

Di Jun, looking down at Di Jiang, began to criticize him.

"Dijiang, you shameless bastard!"

"What kind of skill is it to bully children?"

"Come and challenge us if you dare!"

"You think you're so great? I'll take you on! Come on!"

Dijiang was completely dumbfounded when he saw this impressive lineup.

He pointed to the River Styx and the Eastern King Duke, and asked incredulously.

"The Styx River, the Eastern King Duke?"

"How did you end up hanging out with those two scruffy demon birds?!"

"Don't you two have a grudge?"

The Styx Ancestor sneered, the Book of Tieba in his hand emitting an eerie light, and expressed his helplessness and mockery.

"Handling around?"

"With your dog-like temper, Dijiang, what kind of popularity do you have?"

"Go and ask around the entire prehistoric world, which quasi-saint powerhouse hasn't been extorted by your broken stretcher?"

"Now that we have a chance to beat you up, wouldn't we be foolish not to seize it?"

"Reflect on your own sins!"

"If we brothers team up and kill him, that's considered self-defense, it's like ridding the world of a scourge!"

Dijiang was furious, as this had hit a nerve.

He suddenly turned his head, pointed at Donghuang Taiyi, and roared angrily.

"Okay, okay, there are a lot of people, right?"

"You bastard, I haven't settled the score with you for kidnapping my sister yet!"

"Believe it or not, I'll fuck you to death today!"

Before Donghuang Taiyi could speak, Dongwanggong, who had been hiding in the shadows, spoke.

With a fierce look in his eyes, he seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Enough with the nonsense, take this!"

Swish!

Dongwanggong immediately summoned the Thousand-Year Killing Finger Gloves, formed hand seals, and revealed the lewd smile that haunted Dijiang's nightmares:

"Secret Technique: I will send the mud dragon into the sea!"

hum!

During the spatial jump, Dijiang, who was spewing insults, suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

puff!

"Awooo!!!"

A piercing scream, so intense it became distorted, echoed through the sky.

Dijiang immediately covered his private parts.

He collapsed to the ground with a thud, his whole body trembling violently.

His face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

"Despicable...despicable..."

"Big brother!"

Seeing his elder brother being killed, Zhu Jiuyin's eyes instantly turned red.

"Dong Wang Gong, I will surely kill you!"

"I must avenge my brother!"

Zhu Jiuyin presented the license plate of the State of Lu and began to sing with deep emotion.

"Lu A~Jinan car!"

With a thunderous roar, the convoy of Dayun heavy trucks roared out.

Dong Wanggong remained completely calm, pulled out a fork, and the background music changed instantly.

"Snowflakes are falling, the north wind is howling!"

He transformed into the fisherman Yuan Hua, gathering the power of the four seas, and collided fiercely with the Dayun heavy truck fleet.

At the same time, the Styx Ancestor looked at Dijiang, who was lying on the ground convulsing, with excitement in his eyes.

"Strike while the iron is hot!"

"I hadn't had enough fun yet!"

Styx summoned the Book of Tieba and, without hesitation, used it to hard-control Dijiang, who was still trembling in pain.

"Urgent! Dian! Beng! Xiao! Le! Win!!"

"I am Sun Xiaochuan!"

Poor Dijiang, while clutching his buttocks and crying out in pain, was forced to dance, act cute, and claim he was an orphan.

It was absolutely horrific!

On the other side, Donghuang Taiyi roared and grabbed Liu Haizhu's cleaver.

Entering mad dog mode, he chased after Zhu Rong and hacked at her indiscriminately.

"I'll kill you!"

Zhu Rong, dressed in a blue suit, ran and shouted.

"Heroes can endure injustice!"

Di Jun was wearing freestyle fighting gloves.

He was reciting lines from The Devil Muscle Man while shaking his head.

He was fighting hand-to-hand with Gonggong, who was wearing elbow pads and shouting "Mamba out."

In an instant, demons danced wildly in the sky above the Zhuolu battlefield, the background music was chaotic, and the scene was completely out of control.

Zhao Gongming, hidden in the dark clouds, held the image-recording stone and laughed so hard he rolled around on the clouds, his laughter as loud as thunder.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Good job, you hit the bullseye!"

"This material is amazing!"

……

Thirty-three heavens away, in the Eight Views Palace, all the saints gathered and were discussing the Dao, having drunk three rounds of tea.

Lao Tzu put down his teacup and made a suggestion with a smile.

"Judging by the time, the three emperors of the human race should have already returned to their positions, and the war between Xuanyuan and Chiyou should also have a result by now."

"Why don't we observe how the human race is developing?"

"The Master of Heaven said smugly."

"That's definitely no problem!"

"With Gongming around, everything is under control!"

Nuwa and the two Western Saints also nodded in approval.

"Yes, Zhao Gongming is a reliable young man."

Lao Tzu nodded slightly and casually waved his hand, activating the Water Mirror Technique.

The scene appeared, but the next second, the Eight Views Palace was deathly silent, utterly still.

The saints looked at the scene.

Dijiang, dancing while covering his buttocks, and Dongwanggong, singing "A Spray of Plum Blossoms".

Taiyi acting like a mad dog, Dijun shaking his head, and that chaotic background music...

The teacup in Lao Tzu's hand shattered with a crack.

The smile on the face of the Tongtian Sect Leader froze, slowly turning into terror.

Yuanshi Tianzun covered his eyes and groaned in pain.

"this……"

"This is what you call...reliable?!"

I've been on IV drips for two days now, and I'm feeling really bad these past few days. Sorry, guys. I'll be posting three updates next month.