Chaos Sparring, Suppressing Two Immortals

At the edge of chaos, where the elements raged and churned, lay the boundary of the Primordial Era, the end of order, and the cradle of chaos. Without light or darkness, time or space, only the most primal, violent energies collided, annihilated, and reborn in an eternal dance. Ordinary Golden Immortals who ventured here, without supreme treasures to protect them, would be assimilated into the chaos in an instant, their forms and spirits utterly destroyed. However, for Hunyuan Golden Immortals, this was an excellent place to settle disputes and test divine abilities.

At this moment, this land of eternal void was the stage for a rather "unique" sparring match.

Old Ancestor Hong Yun and Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi attacked in anger. Though they harbored no intention to kill, the might of a Hunyuan Golden Immortal was not to be trifled with. Especially after being repeatedly toyed with by Xuan Wazi, a nameless rage simmered within them. Their current furious assault added another layer of power, their momentum so immense it stirred the Chaos Qi for tens of thousands of miles, causing it to boil!

Old Ancestor Hong Yun's hair and beard stood on end, his body's magical power surging like a tide. His signature benevolent smile had long been replaced by a furious scowl. He formed hand seals, chanting incantations, and a sky full of red mist erupted around him! This was no ordinary mist, but his renowned innate divine ability—Hong Yun Soul Scattering Divine Light!

This light was not a physical attack, but one that struck directly at the origin of the Primordial Spirit, eerie and unpredictable. The brilliant red mist spread across the sky, and wherever it passed, even the violent Chaos Qi seemed to be smoothed by an invisible force, becoming sluggish and tranquil. Yet, beneath this "tranquility" lay a terrifying power that could shatter souls and dissolve magical power and divine sense! As the light flowed, countless tiny red runes seemed to flicker in and out of existence, specifically designed to defile Primordial Spirits and erode Dao Foundations. An ordinary Grand Unity Golden Immortal, if directly illuminated by this light, would likely have their Three Flowers scatter, their Five Qi disintegrate, their Primordial Spirit dissipate, and ten thousand years of cultivation turn to naught in an instant!

"Xuan Wazi! Behold my treasure!" Hong Yun roared, condensing the sky-covering red mist into a thick pillar of light, like a river of blood, surging towards Xuan Wazi. Before the pillar even arrived, that eerie sensation that made one's Primordial Spirit tremble and magical power stagnate had already descended.

On the other side, Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi's expression was as calm as still water, but a suppressed rage flickered deep within his eyes. He knew Xuan Wazi was cunning and dared not be careless, directly pushing the phantom image of the Earth's embryonic membrane beneath his feet to its limit! The ancient scroll's phantom slowly unfurled, emanating the heavy and unparalleled Wu Earth essence of the Primordial land. Streams of Xuan Huang Qi descended, shielding him completely.

He did not use his signature "Sleeve Universe," as that was more for trapping enemies and capturing them. Facing the elusive Xuan Wazi, its effectiveness was uncertain. At this moment, he chose to communicate with the Primordial Earth's veins through the Earth Book! Though in chaos and isolated from heaven and earth, the Earth Book, as a top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasure, could still borrow a sliver of the Primordial land's origin power!

"Buzz--!"

The void trembled, and phantom images of majestic mountains appeared out of thin air! These mountains were not illusions, but condensed with the real and substantial power of the Primordial land. Each one was incredibly heavy, comparable to true ancient divine mountains! They carried the immense pressure to crush stars and suppress all things, forming an arcane formation. From above, below, and all sides, they squeezed and sealed towards Xuan Wazi like a cage! Space let out a piercing tearing sound under this pure power, and the Chaos Qi was pushed aside, forming a brief "vacuum" zone.

The two veteran Hunyuan Golden Immortals, one attacking the Primordial Spirit, the other suppressing the physical body, their coordination was not seamless, but their power was peerless and their momentum terrifying! Such a combined assault would force even those newly entering the mid-stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal to temporarily avoid its edge and respond cautiously.

However, facing this offensive that could make most great powers in the Primordial Era change color and retreat, Xuan Wazi, at the center of the storm, his eyes lit up. Not only was he unafraid, but he also revealed an excited smile, eager to fight. He had just advanced to Grand Perfection of Hunyuan Golden Immortal with system rewards and was worried about not having a suitable "punching bag" to familiarize himself with his surging power and the increasingly active Great Dao of Strength fragment within him.

"Excellent! Just what I needed to loosen my bones!"

He let out a long laugh that shook the chaos. He didn't even use supreme treasures like the God-Slaying Spear or Chaos Bead, intending purely to deal with them using his physical body and divine abilities. Clearly, he wanted to use this battle to fully master his own strength.

Seeing the river of blood formed by Hong Yun's Soul Scattering Divine Light and the layered Earth Vein mountains about to reach him, Xuan Wazi's figure shifted slightly. The next moment, he vanished from his original position like a ghost. The Spatial Folding divine ability, under the impetus of his Grand Perfection Hunyuan Golden Immortal magical power, had reached a state of perfection. He wasn't simply teleporting; he was constantly folding and twisting his spatial coordinates at the microscopic level, making his figure flicker unpredictably amidst the barrage of attacks from an external perspective, like Kyōka Suigetsu, making his true form impossible to capture.

Hong Yun's Soul Scattering Divine Light, which directly targeted the Primordial Spirit, had locked onto Xuan Wazi's original position. As the light fell, it only turned a patch of Chaos Qi into nothingness. Xuan Wazi had already appeared dozens of miles away, casually dusting off his sleeves.

"Brother Hong Yun," Xuan Wazi's infuriating voice sounded again, laced with obvious teasing, "your divine light looks good, all red and festive. Too bad it's a bit slow, like an old ox pulling a broken cart. It's useless if it can't hit anyone! Can you speed it up a bit?"

Hong Yun was so angry he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, his face flushing red like his divine light. He roared, "You... you stop with your glib tongue! If you have the guts, stand still!"

On the other side, the mountain phantom images controlled by Zhen Yuanzi had blocked all of Xuan Wazi's escape routes, smashing down with immense force! Seeing that there was no way to evade, Xuan Wazi calmly curved the corner of his mouth.

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, your mountain phantoms are quite substantial, carrying a certain aura of Mount Buzhou. Too bad..." He shook his head, casually raising his right hand, fingers together like a fist. The Great Dao of Strength fragment within him trembled slightly, and a terrifying sense of power originating from chaos and destroying everything instantly flowed through his body, condensing onto his seemingly fair and delicate fist. He didn't use any flashy divine abilities, just a simple, direct, and pure punch, meeting the thousand-zhang mountain phantom that was suppressing him, and punching straight out!

"Too bad the variations are insufficient, too rigid! Strength isn't used like this!"

Before his voice fell, his fist arrived!

"Boom--CRASH!!!"

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only an incredibly dull thud, as if two Primordial continents had collided in the most brutal manner! The thousand-zhang mountain phantom, condensed with the power of the Earth Book and the Primordial Earth veins, was like glass hit by a hammer the moment it touched Xuan Wazi's fist. From the point of impact, countless spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread across the entire mountain!

The next moment, before Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi's disbelieving eyes, the majestic mountain exploded in mid-air, turning into countless pure, earthy-yellow spiritual energy light spots that scattered and annihilated like fireworks! Pure, extreme power, in the most brutal manner, crushed all divine ability variations!

Zhen Yuanzi's pupils constricted, his mind shaken, and he blurted out, "Great Dao of Strength?! You can actually wield it to this extent?!" He felt the artistic conception contained within that punch—absolute power capable of opening the heavens and earth, and resetting the elements. One force breaking ten thousand laws was no mere saying! This fellow's comprehension of the laws of strength far exceeded his imagination!

Hong Yun was both shocked and enraged. He refused to believe it and madly urged his magical power. The Hong Yun Soul Scattering Divine Light no longer condensed into a pillar but transformed into a sky-covering net of red threads, like a celestial net, entangling Xuan Wazi from all directions, infiltrating every gap, specifically targeting the gaps in the Primordial Spirit.

However, Xuan Wazi seemed to have an invisible force field barrier around him. This was the innate characteristic of the Primordial Dao Body's immunity to all magic, combined with the natural defense formed by the Great Dao of Strength fragment. As those eerie and venomous red threads approached within three feet of him, they were deflected by a brute, twisting force field, or directly scattered by the dragon-like, surging blood energy, unable to touch his Primordial Spirit core in the slightest.

"Damn it! Xuan Wazi! You coward! Are you only going to hide?!" Hong Yun was so angry he was jumping, his composure starting to falter.

"Hehe, as you wish!" Xuan Wazi felt he had warmed up enough. His figure suddenly solidified in the chaos, no longer dodging. He took a deep breath, and with this breath, it seemed as if the Chaos Qi for tens of thousands of miles around was drawn into his abdomen. The vast magical power of a Grand Perfection Hunyuan Golden Immortal erupted like a volcano dormant for eons. A faint Primordial purple Dao rhyme appeared around him, setting him off like a chaotic deity.

He unleashed both fists, still without any divine ability radiance, just the most simple and unadorned straight punches, hooks, and uppercuts! But with every punch thrown, the Chaos Qi formed fierce vortices. Where his fist passed, space left clear white marks that took a long time to heal!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Fist shadows rained down like a torrential downpour, hard-hitting Hong Yun's Soul Scattering Divine Light and the Earth Book's mountain phantoms!

The Soul Scattering Divine Light, which could make Grand Unity Golden Immortals tremble at the mere mention, dissolved and scattered like ice and snow in the sun the moment it came into contact with the pure power of his fists, not even touching the corner of Xuan Wazi's robe! As for the mountain phantoms, carrying the power of the Primordial land, they were like paper or clay, shattering and exploding one after another under the domineering fist force, unable to get within a hundred feet of him!

"This... How is this possible?!" Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi exclaimed in unison again, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief. They knew Xuan Wazi was powerful, but they never imagined he was so outrageously powerful! Using only his physical body and strength, he had head-on, brutally defeated their combined divine ability attack! This completely overturned their understanding of "Dao" and "Dharma"!

Xuan Wazi, however, became more excited the more he fought. The Great Dao of Strength fragment, operating at high speed with the magical power and intense combat, became more and more integrated with his physical body, allowing him to control his strength with increasing precision. Sometimes he turned his fists into palms, striking out with palm winds as solid as substance, like chaotic giant axes, cleaving a huge gap in Hong Yun's divine light net; sometimes he pointed his fingers like swords, a single point emitting sharpness like the extreme light of strength, instantly piercing through several consecutively suppressing mountain phantoms, its momentum undiminished, pointing directly at Zhen Yuanzi's body, forcing him to retreat repeatedly and fully activate the Earth Book for defense.

"Hahaha! Wonderful! Truly wonderful! Come again! Let this humble daoist see what other means you two fellow daoists have!" Xuan Wazi roared, his voice rolling through the chaos. He no longer passively defended but began to attack!

His figure flickered, and with Spatial Folding, he appeared before Hong Yun as if teleporting without warning. It was still a simple, direct punch, aiming straight for the bullseye—Hong Yun's astonished face!

Hong Yun was greatly alarmed and hastily gathered the sky-covering red mist to shield himself, forming a thick red light shield.

"Break for me!"

Xuan Wazi exhaled, and the power on his fist increased by another third!

"Bang!"

A muffled sound, and the red light shield shattered in response. His fist landed squarely on Hong Yun's left eye.

"Ouch!" Hong Yun felt his vision go black, followed by countless stars flashing. An indescribable sour and painful sensation shot straight to his brain, and tears flowed uncontrollably. He let out a scream, and his entire body was like he had been hit by a primordial beast, flying backward uncontrollably. He tumbled in the chaos for tens of thousands of miles before managing to stabilize himself. He tremblingly reached for his left eye, feeling intense heat and swelling. Without even looking, he knew it must be bruised purple and swollen high, giving him a classic "panda eye"!

Immediately after, Xuan Wazi didn't stop. His figure flickered again, appearing beside Zhen Yuanzi, who was momentarily distracted by Hong Yun being sent flying. A powerful whip kick, like a divine dragon's tail, carrying a piercing shriek that tore through the chaos, swept towards him! Where the leg wind passed, the Chaos Qi automatically parted, forming a vacuum channel!

Zhen Yuanzi was horrified and hurriedly held the Earth Book phantom horizontally beside him.

"Dong!!"

Like a great bell being struck, the Earth Book phantom vibrated violently, its light flashing erratically. Zhen Yuanzi felt an overwhelming, irresistible force surge through him. Although most of the power was blocked by the Earth Book, a top-tier defensive spiritual treasure, the pure force shock still penetrated the defense, causing his internal organs to churn and his blood and qi to surge backward. What made him grit his teeth even more was that the edge of the sharp leg wind still swept across the outer side of his right thigh.

"Hiss--!" Zhen Yuanzi gasped, feeling a bone-piercing pain in his thigh. His Daoist robe instantly tore, and a large patch of shocking purple-blue contusion appeared on his skin at a visible speed, burning with pain. He grunted, his feet staggering. As expected of the Earth Book's master, he managed to dissipate the impact force after retreating a dozen miles, his face flushing and his aura becoming disordered.

The difference in strength was clear! Victory and defeat were decided!

Xuan Wazi fought two opponents alone, not only remaining unharmed but also beginning to "color" Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi, leaving behind extremely conspicuous "trophies." Although he struck with great restraint, not damaging their fundamental Dao Foundations, the bone-jarring impact of his punches and kicks and the absolute suppression in terms of strength made Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi fully understand the desperate gap between them, fully experiencing what it meant to "compare people and you'll despair, compare goods and you'll be thrown away," and Xuan Wazi's terrifying strength hidden beneath his nonchalant smile.

The battle continued for a while longer. Hong Yun's furious curses, pained groans, and Zhen Yuanzi's Earth Book's dull roars from constant blocking could occasionally be heard in the chaos. When Xuan Wazi felt his muscles and bones thoroughly stretched and his control over his strength had become smooth and effortless, he finally stopped, feeling unsatisfied. Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi's appearances were already quite miserable, richly colored and quite "festive."