Primordial Era: The Dao Wasn't Finished, Yet the Ancestor Witches Became Saints

"I don't want to throw one punch and immediately kneel down begging you not to die—what if you're just like your brother and try to extort me?"

"I'm still young, I can't waste my best years on an old geezer like you!"

Laozi was so angry he laughed. Without hesitation, he summoned another divine ability: the Supreme Pure Immortal Light.

This ability was also one of the Three Pure Ones' shared techniques.

But just as Yuanshi was especially skilled in divine thunder methods, Laozi was the one among the Three Pure Ones most adept at immortal light abilities.

The Three Pure Immortal Light was something the three brothers had comprehended after encountering a radiance on Kunlun Immortal Mountain.

Its power was slightly inferior to thunder methods, but not by much—still immensely formidable.

Moreover, it could both attack and defend, making it truly exceptional.

When Laozi made his move, he naturally chose the ability he was most proficient in.

Additionally, from his earlier battle with Zhu Rong, he had discovered that while the Witch Tribe's physical bodies were incredibly tough, they weren't without flaws.

And Yuanshi had been worn down by his own thunder methods.

Laozi judged that the Witch before him must be able to counter thunder techniques.

Switching to another divine ability should prove effective.

Combining these two points, he used the immortal light ability.

He lightly raised his arm, and a three-colored beam shot forth.

It swelled as it caught the wind, instantly transforming into a streamer tens of thousands of zhang long, surging toward Li Hao.

Li Hao glanced at the light, feeling quite disdainful.

This ability, whether in power or momentum, was far inferior to the thunder method from before.

How much force could it possibly have?

He had even given Laozi some extra respect for being the eldest of the Three Pure Ones.

And this was the result?

Was he just messing around?

Could he at least try a little harder?

Seeing the other's contemptuous, dismissive expression, Laozi said nothing, only sneering inwardly.

Sure enough, everyone who encountered this move reacted the same way.

You can enjoy these last moments.

Just wait—you'll have a surprise coming soon.

In the blink of an eye, the Supreme Pure Immortal Light had already reached him.

The moment it touched him, Li Hao immediately sensed something was wrong and hastily shed his disdain.

After all, he was the head of the Three Pure Ones—his skill was indeed profound.

But more than that... he was quite cunning, using an ability that was so easy to overlook.

Unlike Yuanshi, who was straightforward and direct.

The Supreme Pure Immortal Light could indeed injure Li Hao.

But not by much—about the level of a scratch?

No more than that!

After the ability passed, Li Hao remained in his previous stance, standing still without moving.

Laozi's heart surged with joy!

He was so happy he nearly jumped.

This was the price of offending the Three Pure Ones.

I didn't want to take your life, but you provoked us again and again.

Who could you blame for this outcome?

In the end, it all comes down to one word.

By now, Laozi had regained his calm and composed demeanor, striding triumphantly toward Yuanshi, intending to check on his second brother's condition.

It wasn't that Laozi was being rash—as his most proficient ability, he naturally knew exactly what this wondrous technique could do.

The Three Pure Immortal Light—its name bears the word "immortal," yet its effect has nothing to do with immortality; rather, it is far closer to the demonic.

This immortal light invades a living being's body, eroding their Sea of Consciousness.

It shakes their Primordial Spirit, killing silently and without sound.

Seeing Li Hao standing motionless in place, matching the state after being struck by the immortal light, Laozi concluded that the other party was already dead.

However...

Things were far from as simple as he thought. Just as Laozi was unhurriedly walking toward Yuanshi, a somewhat lazy voice rang out.

"Not good, not good! This divine ability is truly formidable—it made me drowsy, and I even fell asleep!"

Laozi's entire body trembled. He turned his head to look.

There, he saw that the man who should have been dead was yawning and stretching lazily.

This utterly shocked Laozi!

When the Supreme Pure Immortal Light descends upon the body, the Primordial Spirit should dissipate, the internal organs should be completely destroyed, and one should die silently.

But what was going on here?

I'm completely shattered!

Li Hao yawned repeatedly, then glanced at the utterly stunned Laozi.

"Is that it? Do you have any other tricks? If so, hurry up and use them!"

To be honest, this Supreme Pure Immortal Light was indeed just an itch—even lighter than the scraping sensation of the Jade Pure Divine Thunder.

But... it excelled in persistence. It was truly very persistent.

If the Jade Pure Divine Thunder was a brief, prickling sensation, then the Supreme Pure Immortal Light was a continuous, pressing feeling.

From head to toe, an unbroken, pressing sensation.

Mm... I need to reiterate this feeling.

How to describe it? Aside from some initial discomfort, overall it was quite pleasant.

It was like countless fingers pressing all over one's body.

Just... very much like a massage, making Li Hao feel incredibly relaxed.

After a while, he forgot where he was and naturally fell asleep.

In truth, Li Hao did not know that the constant pressing sensation was merely the Supreme Pure Immortal Light trying to invade his body.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain.

Chapter 19: The Correct Way to Use Points

Li Hao looked at Laozi, his mind churning with thoughts—could he get his hands on this divine ability?

It had a miraculous effect for massage. After a hard day of cultivation, the tribesmen could use it on each other to relieve fatigue.

Wouldn't that be wonderful?

After mulling it over, Li Hao put on a fierce, menacing expression and glared viciously at Laozi.

He roared.

"Shameless wretches! You have quite the nerve—not only did you steal my tribe's thunder arts, but you also pilfered the divine ability that my tribe never passes on to outsiders!"

"It seems you have no small skill, to be able to steal my tribe's divine ability without a trace!"

Upon hearing this, Laozi gritted his teeth and said, "Stop spouting nonsense! These two divine abilities were comprehended by us three brothers on our own. What do they have to do with your Witch Tribe?"

Li Hao's hair bristled with rage. In a single step, he shot forward and swung his fist straight at Laozi.

Laozi naturally saw this happening, but seeing it and reacting were two different things.

All because it happened too fast—the man's speed was immense, and his punch was equally swift.

By the time he realized what was happening, the fist was already crashing down toward his face.

The fist slammed directly into Laozi's nose. Two streams of nose blood spurted out like fountains.

Laozi's vision immediately went dark. Unable to keep his balance, he collapsed to the ground.

Li Hao didn't bother with any rules. He decisively mounted him.

"Speak!"