In Long Zang's eyes, battle is the true meaning of life.

The land where the Southern and Western regions met was a tangle of blood and fire.

True Dragons were torn apart by Fierce Beasts, and Fierce Beasts were burned to ash by True Phoenixes.

Blood pooled into rivers, dyeing heaven and earth red, and the battlefield had become a forbidden zone for Gods and Devils.

Countless corpses piled up, lingering obsessions echoed, as if heaven and earth themselves were weeping.

Just then, deep within the Fierce Beast Royal Court, a blood-colored pillar of light shot into the sky!

Shen Ni had personally made his move!

Behind him, the Sea of Blood surged, and the Heavenly Sound of the Killing Dao shook heaven and earth.

His blood-red hair flew wildly, his features were demonically alluring, and with every blink of his scarlet eyes, billions of living beings shattered and became part of the Sea of Blood.

As the Fierce Beast Emperor, he was born to command the Great Dao of Slaughter, the ultimate in offensive power, standing alongside Destruction and Annihilation as one of the three terrifying Great Daos!

Shen Ni took a single step, and the God-Slaying Spear descended into his palm.

This Innate Supreme Treasure was unmatched in sharpness, its tip gathering the Sea of Blood as it pointed straight at the Immortal Volcano in the Southern Region!

"Go!"

The spear tip tore through the heavens, the destruction of billions of worlds interwoven within it, brilliant and cruel.

Atop the Immortal Volcano, Long Zang's gaze flickered slightly.

Yuan Huang stepped forward, meeting the incoming blood-colored spear.

A ancient war sword appeared in her hand... the True Phoenix Sword!

This was her companion-born supreme treasure, its Imperial Dao sword light dazzling, like the first light at the dawn of heaven and earth, illuminating endless darkness.

A single sword cry rang out, and the God-Slaying Spear was actually forced back!

"Yuan Huang!" Shen Ni spoke coldly, his killing intent like a blade, the Sea of Blood surging as if to drown the Primordial World.

Yuan Huang's Imperial Dao authority spread, the True Phoenix Flame burning through all realms, reforming into billions of flaming True Phoenixes that clashed head-on with the Sea of Blood!

The Sea of Blood and the True Phoenix Flame devoured each other; every drop of spray was a world, every wisp of flame could incinerate ten thousand ages!

This was the supreme collision of Dao and Law!

Long Zang stood in the distance, his eyes interweaving with the light of laws.

For him, this was a rare baptism.

The clash between Supreme Experts of the Primordial World was not just about power, but also a display of the Great Dao!

"Kill!" Shen Ni spat out a single word, the Heavenly Sound of the Killing Dao shattering the Nine Heavens, condensing supreme killing intent that lunged straight at Yuan Huang!

"The True Phoenix is immortal, eternal and everlasting!" Yuan Huang responded with a clear voice, the Imperial Dao's majestic and immortal divine light shining forth, forcibly blocking that killing intent!

Then, she raised her sword and took a step forward.

Heaven and earth seemed to return to the era before Chaos was divided.

"Open Heaven!!"

The sword light blazed, severing the past, present, and future; Chaos split apart under the sword's edge, and All Things were opened up!

Shen Ni sneered: "Opening heaven and earth? For beings like us, it's but a snap of the fingers!"

The Sea of Blood churned, and blood spears pierced through the void, piercing worlds, shattering that ultimate sword light, and charging straight at Yuan Huang!

Yuan Huang frowned, waving her hand to grind the blood spears into nothing.

But Long Zang saw it clearly... she had fallen into a disadvantage.

The gap between Supreme Experts, even if only a hair's breadth, was an insurmountable chasm.

Just then, boundless demonic light suddenly surged from the high heavens!

Luohu had appeared!

The Three Thousand Demonic Dao Worlds slowly revolved, countless demonic disciples and descendants chanting demonic sounds in unison, shaking the Primordial World!

Shen Ni watched coldly. Though he had anticipated this in his heart, he still felt a pang of wariness... Luohu had shown himself faster than expected!

The reason for Shen Ni's surprise was that he hadn't expected Luohu to make a personal move at this time.

In his view, a scheming old fox like Luohu would rather stay still and wait to pick up the scraps—that was the norm.

But now, he had actually taken the initiative to intervene, and even directly used his divine abilities, which made Shen Ni's heart sink.

Yuan Huang stared at Luohu, instinctively feeling uneasy.

Though she did not know him, the Demonic Nature and hostility emanating from his body made her sense danger.

If she only had to face Shen Ni, even if she was slightly weaker, she still had some confidence to fight it out.

But now, with both Shen Ni and Luohu striking together, this situation had already become extremely perilous for her.

"Senluo Demon Statue!"

Boundless demonic qi emerged, covering heaven and earth, corrupting countless billions of living beings.

The warriors of all races, already bloodshot from slaughter, now completely lost control, fighting madly, nearly falling into demonhood!

This was merely the result of Luohu not deliberately targeting them; if he truly wished to tempt them, a single thought would suffice to make countless beings weaker than him sink into depravity.

Who was Luohu?

The Devil Ancestor!

The originator who opened the Demonic Dao, the ancestor of all devils!

A being on par with Hongjun's Immortal Dao!

The power of Demonic Nature excelled at corrosion and temptation.

As long as one's realm was below his, resistance was nearly impossible.

The boundless Senluo Demon Statue looked down upon heaven and earth, suppressing Yuan Huang.

Shen Ni, however, stared at Luohu, thinking to himself: "This guy isn't here for Yuan Huang, is he? What treasure vault—it's all an excuse!"

"Return to Ruins!"

Suddenly, the Great Dao collapsed with a roar.

The boundless Senluo Demon Statue shattered with a bang, turning into a brief, brilliant spark before annihilating.

A figure stepped out, one hand holding a Wine Gourd, the other carrying an Ancient War Halberd on his shoulder, standing proud and aloof.

Luohu's pupils contracted sharply, and he gritted his teeth, hissing: "It's you!"

Long Zang!

The memory of that battle millions of years ago still lingered in his mind.

He was the only madman who had broken through Luohu's defenses with pure physical strength alone!

Even Hongjun had never accomplished such a feat, but Long Zang had.

A battle-hungry grin curled at the corner of Long Zang's mouth: "Long time no see, Luohu. Last time, you left too quickly; it wasn't satisfying."

Shen Ni watched with keen interest.

A being capable of making the Devil Ancestor suffer—there were only a handful in the entire Primordial World.

This was the first time he had seen Luohu show such an expression.

Luohu's eyes darkened, fury surging in his heart.

Long Zang's appearance had completely disrupted his plans.

He had originally intended to use Yuan Huang as a sacrifice, blood-offering the Immortal Slaying Four Swords and the Formation Diagram to fully materialize the killing formation.

What Phoenix treasure vault? It was nothing but an excuse!

But now, everything was ruined!

He took a deep breath, suppressing the flame-like rage.

"Long Zang, Yuan Huang's matter has nothing to do with you. If you want a fight, wait until this business is over, and I will gladly oblige."

Long Zang laughed heartily, his halberd sweeping across the sky: "Yuan Huang is my good friend, and you say it's none of my business? Ridiculous!"

The divine light in Luohu's eyes turned icy cold, as if time itself had been severed.

When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

He had already backed down, yet Long Zang refused to let go, pressing even harder.

"Madman!" Luohu cursed inwardly.

In his eyes, Long Zang was a complete battle maniac, with no other desires, living only for battle.

Once such a being set his sights on someone, anyone would find it a headache!

Just as Luohu was about to retreat, a great halberd swept across the heavens, cleaving through billions of worlds, blocking his escape route.

The World-Ending Millstone emitted a dark light, barely managing to block it.

Long Zang shouted coldly: "I finally caught you—how could I let you leave so easily!"

His dark red Six Wings vibrated, exuding an overwhelming aura of Destruction, Battle Intent soaring to the heavens.

"Long Zang, do you truly think I fear you?!" Luohu's furious voice resounded across heaven and earth.

Long Zang laughed in response: "If you're not afraid, then why run?!"

Above the Primordial World's sky, the auras of two Supreme Experts intertwined, heaven and earth roaring, as if the next moment would bring utter destruction!

Across the boundless Primordial World, the starry seas churned.

After a great calamity, countless massive stars had turned to dust, completely annihilated.

Luohu's face darkened. He shot Long Zang a venomous glare, then vanished into the endless sea of stars.

Long Zang watched his retreating figure, a trace of regret flickering in his expression.

Luohu had slipped away again.

In truth, he had no real means to keep Luohu pinned down.

To have forced a fierce skirmish was already no small feat.

If they truly wanted to settle the score, the outcome would only be decided at the very last moment.

After all, Luohu was not without his hidden cards; he simply had no desire to fight Long Zang to the death.

In Luohu's eyes, such a battle was utterly meaningless.

But in Long Zang's view, combat was the very essence of life.

This, precisely, was the greatest difference between him and all the Great Supernatural Beings of the Primordial World.