Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

Moro could never have dreamed that Fang Yang, even after becoming a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, would still be obsessed with him. When the golden sun incarnated by Taiyi appeared in the Asura Realm, Kinnara was still at a loss.

When did he provoke Taiyi?

Kinnara flew out of the Netherworld Palace without hesitation. He pinched the magic spell in his hand, and the sea of ​​blood surged, huge waves surged, and a murderous formation took shape in an instant.

"Roar!"

Above the sea of ​​blood, there appeared a gigantic Asura with hideous head and horns, a blood-red body, and an extremely ugly appearance.

Every time this Asura made a move, he could mobilize the power of the entire Asura world. The vitality, laws, and great ways of heaven and earth flowed very obediently on the Asura's body.

"Taiyi, my Asura Realm has never had any dealings with your Great Chu Divine Dynasty. Why did you offend my Asura Realm?"

Even though the Netherworld Blood Sea Formation had been activated, Kinnara still felt uneasy.

You know, the person in front of him was once the number one person under the saint. Taiyi, the number one person under the saint, deserves the title, and even the twelve witch ancestors have no objection.

The sun appeared across the sky, and endless light and heat were projected down from the void. The demonic energy of the Asura world was ignited, and the sea of ​​blood was baked hot by the sun. Blood-red steam rose up, turning the Asura world into a blood-colored steamer.

Under the power of Taiyi, the sun of the Asura world itself was defeated, and all the light was suppressed back. The moon and other stars in the Asura world directly exploded and disintegrated, and the sky was filled with starlight produced by the destruction of stars.

“Mora, I only want the Heavenly Demon Dao Seed. Hand over the Heavenly Demon Dao Seed and I will leave immediately. Otherwise, I will smash your Asura world into pieces.”

Taiyi revealed his own form and with a wave of his hand, ten avenues flew out from his palm, including the Avenue of Time, the Avenue of Space, the Avenue of Sword, the Avenue of Stars, and the Avenue of Heavenly Secrets. Each avenue was cultivated to a superb level.

Each of these ten avenues turned into a big star, and ten scorching suns formed a formation in the void, confronting the Netherworld Blood Sea Formation from afar.

When Moro heard this, he felt an indescribable anger in his heart. He understood, he understood everything.

Only three people in the world knew about the existence of the Heavenly Demon Seed. It was impossible for Hongjun and himself to leak the news of the Heavenly Demon Seed, so the reason why Taiyi came to him was clear.

"You are going too far, Fang Yang. You are already the Demon Ancestor. Your opponents should be Hongjun, Houtu, or even the Chaos Demon God, not me. I really regret that I should have killed you when I first saw you."

Moro was filled with remorse. He couldn't bear the feeling of being bullied.

Therefore, facing Taiyi's coercion, Moro did not give in at all. Under his control, the Netherworld Blood Sea Formation became even more powerful, drawing the power of the entire Asura world to fight against Taiyi.

The next moment, a blood light shot out from the Asura giant's body, illuminating the heavens and all the worlds.

This blood light passed through the Asura realm and reached the Earthly Immortal realm.

Under the illumination of this bloody light, the bodies of those living beings with low cultivation or who have not yet cultivated began to change. Scales and edges grew on their bodies, their limbs turned wax, and they let out painful howls.

"How brave!"

Taiyi was furious when he saw this, and a raging fire of murderous intent burned in his eyes.

The place where the blood reached was his Great Chu State. Moro's actions had already touched his reverse scale.

He clenched his palms, and ten suns expanded at the same time, flames rising, and countless Dao runes revolved around the suns, constantly colliding and evolving.

The Tao is boiling, the heaven and earth are roaring, the invisible force is bombarding, the Tao is born and destroyed, it is a terrifying mess.

Click!

The Asura giant took two steps back. The surface of his body seemed to be splashed with sulfuric acid. The blood peeled off layer by layer, and the power of the Asura world also diminished layer by layer.

"How could it be so powerful?"

Moro was stunned.

In front of Taiyi, he felt deeply powerless.

He is now also a person with great supernatural powers, but he and Taiyi seem to be not on the same level at all.

Taiyi stepped on the auspicious clouds and stopped above the sky. His eyes became more and more fierce.

He made a lot of mistakes, but he definitely had the ability to become the Emperor of Heaven.

boom!

The light that is powerful enough to destroy everything is raging in the Asura world. The sea of ​​light is surging, turning all the evil spirits and blood into nothingness, and huge waves are surging.

The Netherworld Blood Sea Formation finally couldn't hold on and was burned into charcoal by the sun's radiance.

Seeing this, Moro was horrified.

The gap in cultivation is too big, the gap in magic power is too big, and the gap in actual combat ability is even bigger.

It was as if Taiyi had seen the flaws of the formation as soon as he made a move. Every bit of his strength was applied to the weak points of the formation.

"Could it be that Taiyi is the real number one in the art of formations in the prehistoric world? Yes, he comprehended the Great Zhoutian Star Formation at the level of a quasi-saint."

Thinking of Taiyi's achievements in the art of formation, Moro's heart sank.

Little did he know that his guess was very close to the truth. During the Lich Age, among the quasi-saints, Taiyi's formation cultivation was indeed the highest.

hum!

A great force descended, and the black lotus of Moro's soul was overturned at once. In the blink of an eye, Taiyi's palm had covered Moro's forehead.

At this moment, as long as Tai Yi Yi mobilizes his magic power, he can destroy Moro's Tao Fruit.

Taiyi is too strong, and Kinnara's cultivation at this time is barely on par with Bai Ze during the Demon Clan's Treasure House period. How can he be Taiyi's opponent?

"How about it, fellow Daoist, do you still want to fight again?"

Taiyi smiled with his lips but not his eyes.

He didn't take a mere junior seriously. Even the great masters of the level of Zhen Yuanzi and Yao Chi Shengmu could only be taken slightly seriously by him.

Between heaven and earth, Di Jiang is his only rival.

“Humph! Who would have thought that Taiyi, who was once so famous, would become a running dog of the Wusheng Sect.”

Although he was defeated, Moro was not discouraged. He was defeated by Taiyi, not by his former teacher Randeng, so it was not a shame.

His cultivation has not yet reached its peak, he still needs to grow.

"running dog?"

Taiyi smiled slightly, unmoved, "Do you think you are not a lackey of the Styx? If you want to find a backer, you have to find the strongest backer. You searched for a long time, and found the Styx. What's the difference between that and having no backer at all?"

Isn’t it just working? In this world, only the strongest people don’t need to work for others.

So, can independent cultivators who have no master or power really live completely for themselves?

As long as you are a part of this world, as long as you still belong to the primitive times, you must be a worker.

After all, we are all the same.

“Hand over the Heavenly Demon Dao Seed, otherwise, this emperor doesn’t mind killing you and refining the Asura Realm.”

"Follow it, I'll pay it!"

Moro closed his eyes, knowing that he had no choice.