Primordial World: Crying Nuwa at the Start, Turns Out I'm a Mythological Grand Unity

At the same time, Tongtian Sect Master was also stirred by this overwhelming Sword Intent!

After all, Tongtian Sect Master was the universally acknowledged foremost authority on Sword Dao in the Primordial World!

Even Tongtian Sect Master couldn't help but be astonished—this showed just how powerful the Sword Intent emanating from that blade of grass truly was!

Then, a leaf on that grass quietly fell off!

The grass slowly rose into the air, transforming into a giant sword. The sword was entirely emerald green, radiating a boundless Sword Intent!

Even Laozi, a Quasi-Saint, found it utterly shocking!

That Great Demon of Grand Unity—where was his thought of avenging his brother now?

He was nearly wetting his pants in fear!

The Great Demon's heart was set on retreat; he turned and tried to flee.

But those leaf veins seemed to have locked onto the Great Demon—how could they let him leave?

Before the Great Demon could even take a step, that sharp Sword Intent directly severed his neck!

Then the entire Great Demon was engulfed in a blaze of sword light. When the light faded, the Great Demon had vanished completely from the spot.

Clean and spotless, as if he had never set foot in the Human Race's territory at all!

This Great Demon's fate was even more miserable than his brother's—not even a trace of sweat remained in the air, let alone bones.

The Human Race was first stunned by the sight, then, snapping back to reality, they were overjoyed.

They never expected that in the end, it wasn't Empress Nuwa, whom they worshipped as a deity, who saved them, but a blade of grass that slew the intruder.

How ironic!

The surviving Human Race, deeply moved, began to bow and worship the green grass's phantom in the sky, thanking it for the grace of saving their lives!

Eastern Emperor Taiyi, secretly observing from the Heavenly Court, saw that the insignificant Human Race had actually slain a general of the Demon Race. Furious beyond measure, he could no longer hold back!

"Hmph, let me see just who you are, daring to be so arrogant!"

With that, Eastern Emperor Taiyi began forming seals, attempting to use his Quasi-Saint power to confront that blade of grass across the void!

That was Quasi-Saint power!

Even across the void, it was not something a mere Grand Unity could compare to!

A strike infused with Quasi-Saint aura tore through the void and descended directly upon the grass!

Seeing the Quasi-Saint's attack, the Human Race's mental defenses nearly crumbled!

A Quasi-Saint!

The highest realm below a Saint!

Suirenshi never imagined that a Quasi-Saint of the Demon Race would strike at the Human Race.

That was a Quasi-Saint's blow—enough to shatter heaven and earth. One could only imagine its terrifying might.

Thinking this, Suirenshi felt a chill run down his spine!

He wasn't sure if that blade of grass could withstand a Quasi-Saint's attack. If it couldn't, wouldn't the Human Race be leaping from the tiger's mouth into the wolf's den!?

Soon, Eastern Emperor Taiyi's strike landed on that blade of grass.

But the grass showed no reaction at all—it even absorbed the entire attack, not letting a single shred of residual power fall upon the Human Race.

And this!

Was only the beginning!

The grass moved, as if stirred by a breeze!

But where did the wind come from?

Soon, everyone realized—it wasn't the wind!

It was the very attack Eastern Emperor Taiyi had just unleashed!?

That attack tore through the void again, only this time it was aimed back at Eastern Emperor Taiyi!

Everyone was dumbfounded. Had Eastern Emperor Taiyi's attack not dissipated at all, but instead taken a full turn, only to be returned to him by a blade of grass!?

Though shocked, they remained composed—after all, it was just a blade of grass. Could it really use Eastern Emperor Taiyi's own attack to strike him again?

But the truth proved them all wrong!

That attack rebounded directly onto Eastern Emperor Taiyi. His face darkened as he staggered back several steps, then spat out a mouthful of blood.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi had been wounded by a blade of grass!?

The entire Primordial World erupted in uproar!

Who was Eastern Emperor Taiyi?

Lord of the Heavenly Court, a Quasi-Saint—a name renowned throughout the Primordial World.

And now, he had been injured by some nameless weed?

Not just ordinary Primordial beings—even Hongjun couldn't help but furrow his brow.