The Primordial World's First Turn

On the first day of battle, Duobao's offensive was far more ferocious than it was now.

Ten thousand sword qi erupted simultaneously, nearly piercing Lu Tian's defenses!

If this stalemate continued, Lu Tian would surely be the first to exhaust his magic power.

The path to survival isn't here...

Lu Tian's mind was in a daze.

Three days and three nights of intense mental strain had left him utterly exhausted.

No, that's not right...

He continued to mutter to himself.

The path to survival was right before him, just not in defense.

If he continued to hold his ground, defeat was certain!

Attack... only through attack...

Lu Tian gritted his teeth, finally seeing a faint glimmer of hope.

He had to seize this last chance before his magic power ran out!

The method was simple in theory.

He just needed to exhaust Duobao's magic power, preventing him from maintaining the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation!

Burning his boats, this was his only gamble.

The true essence of the Intercepting Sect revealed: The Heavenly Dao does not cut off people; all things contain variables.

Though Duobao was a Taiyi Golden Immortal, his magic power was not inexhaustible like a Sage's.

Even if the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation was terrifyingly powerful, it still required Immortal Power to maintain.

Burn life!

A bloody light flashed in Lu Tian's eyes, actually ** Origin!

The Severance Secret Method was activated, the Flame of Life burning the heavens!

The defenses of the Plain Cloud Boundary Banner and the Kunyuan Dao Robe were withdrawn for the first time--

A flaw appeared within the formation.

Duobao's pupils contracted sharply, and the accumulated ten thousand sword lights poured out!

Atop Kunlun, swords illuminated the nine heavens!

Lu Tian's meridians erupted with crimson light, his Five Elements Dao Body melting like wax:

One percent... three percent... five percent!

Crack!

Jieyin and Zhunti were flipped their tea cups and rose abruptly.

Eight percent!

Crack—

Styx's Houtian Spiritual Treasure in his palm shattered, his bloodshot eyes widening.

The Great Powers of the Primordial World focused their gazes on him.

Nine percent!

Lu Tian's form was nearly transparent, only the phantom of his Primordial Spirit wavering.

Still short...

He stared at the shattered defensive barrier, the torrent of ten thousand swords already upon him--

Ninety-five percent!

Tongtian Daoist's expression changed for the first time; the Immortal-Slaying Formation Diagram was actually trembling!

Zing—!

The final blade of life and the torrent of ten thousand swords collided violently!

The Kunlun earth veins roared, mountains collapsed, and the universe inverted!

A blinding white light engulfed heaven and earth, and the deafening roar instantly caused countless beings to faint.

The crisp sound of the Moon Washing Blade falling to the ground was drowned out by the aftershocks of energy.

Lu Tian's semi-transparent body fell silently, the Power of Creation and the Five Elements Qi within him intertwining and flowing, desperately repairing his broken body.

Behind Tongtian Jiaozhu, several direct disciples of the Intercepting Sect ** their tense expressions eased slightly.

The outcome was decided--

Before this thought could fully form, Daoist Duobao plummeted like a puppet with its strings cut, the backlash of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation's dark light raging wildly within his meridians.

Just as Tongtian Jiaozhu moved his sleeve, he saw Lu Tian shakily stand up.

A drop of vital blood, dormant in a spatial rift, pierced through the air. The youth used his saber to brace himself on the ground, completing a rebirth through blood. A morbid flush appeared on his pale face.

He dragged the Moon Washing Blade towards Duobao.

The screeching sound of the saber tip scraping the ground announced the cruelest part of this duel: In a life-or-death battlefield, Duobao, already suffering from the backlash of the sword formation, would have long been headless.

Tongtian Jiaozhu flicked his sleeve, sweeping his beloved disciple back, his Saintly power transforming into golden chains that suppressed the rampaging sword energy.

Lu Tian let out a light chuckle as he watched the scene, his blood-stained robes fluttering in the chaotic energy.

Marvelous!

Jieyin and Zhunti's cheers pierced the clouds.

They knew better than anyone the price this youth, who had fought his way up from the very bottom of the Intercepting Sect, had paid to shatter the myth that the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation could only be broken by the Four Saints.

Jieyin raised his hand and waved lightly, bringing Lu Tian back to his side.

Just as he was about to circulate his energy to heal him, Lu Tian's voice suddenly echoed in his ear—

"Master, wait, do not heal me yet."

"This depletion of life force is actually an opportunity."

Jieyin glanced sideways, scrutinizing him.

He saw Lu Tian's solemn expression as he nodded seriously to him and Zhunti.

It was no idle talk—this extreme depletion of life essence had allowed him to glimpse an unprecedented profound mystery, capable of seizing the Creation of Heaven and Earth!

"Since that is the case, I, your master, shall not interfere."

"However, your life force is as thin as a thread. You must not act recklessly; seeking progress steadily is the righteous path."

"Opportunities in the Primordial World are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges. You must learn to choose and weigh."

Jieyin's gaze was piercing. After confirming that he was not merely putting on a brave face, he finally agreed.

Lu Tian lowered his head and accepted the command.

At this moment, deep within his spiritual platform, his origin was restlessly churning as if starved!

Previously, when he had devoured the placenta gifted by Styx, his origin had already broken through its shackles, transforming towards the realm of a Chaos Demon God.

At that time, he had felt he had reached his limit, But now, like a withered tree regaining spring, the shackles had shattered!

His origin seemed like a Taotie opening its maw, desperately awaiting nourishment to help it ascend.

This transformation grew even more fervent as his life flame burned out, making him wish he could devour heaven and earth immediately.

"I take my leave."

As the telepathic message ended, Lu Tian's figure had already vanished.

Given his current emaciated state, no one would object even if he left the gathering.

"Senior Brother, you remain here. I will escort him back."

Zhunti abruptly stood up.

"Good."

With a slight flick of Jieyin's fly whisk, Zhunti had already secretly activated his supernatural ability, taking Lu Tian and vanishing into the void.

Inside the palace atop Kunlun Mountain, Zhunti's sleeves unfurled, and space-time instantly froze. A hundred-zhang radius became its own world, completely severed from the outside.

Lu Tian immediately sat cross-legged and summoned the blood-colored placenta.

As the Demon Heart Swallowing Heaven Scripture circulated, The demonic heart that had once shaken heaven and earth now beat sluggishly.

The calamity of depleted life essence had finally left him severely wounded.

Zhunti formed a hand seal and chanted incantations, accelerating the surrounding time by tens of thousands of times—

Moments in the outside world equated to twenty-seven years here.

It wasn't that he couldn't go faster, He was just afraid Lu Tian's frail body couldn't withstand the power of distorted space-time.

The young man closed his eyes and focused, the path of devouring reignited.

The life force contained within this placenta was astonishing!

As a product of Styx's failed attempt to create a race, the life energy it held surpassed even that of ordinary Grand Unity realm cultivators!

Lu Tian absorbed it without any hindrance; the entire process was smooth and natural.

It wasn't just an increase in life force.

Looking within himself, he could discover that Lu Tian's origin—that Creation-Destruction Bamboo—was also undergoing a silent transformation.

The rich Power of Creation flowed ceaselessly, continuously repairing his damaged foundation.

While Lu Tian was healing.

Duobao, also defeated, with Tongtian's assistance, dispelled the backlash from the Immortal-Slaying Sword formation and began to recuperate.

Tongtian not only created a time-accelerated space for him but also obtained a Golden Core from Dao De Tianzun, which finally put him slightly at ease.

Shifting his attention away from Duobao, Tongtian's gaze suddenly turned cold.

Lu Tian had disgraced the Intercepting Sect!

This humiliation must be avenged!

Wu Dang, you go and face the Western Teachings.

Tongtian named Wu Dang to fight. Saint Mother Wu Dang dared not delay and immediately entered the battlefield.

After a brief consideration, she chose Mahasthamaprapta, ranked second in the Western Teachings, as her opponent.

The clash between the two sides did not last long.

Mahasthamaprapta was defeated, but fortunately, his injuries were not severe.

Jieyin sighed softly and recalled Mahasthamaprapta to his side.

"I have disappointed Master."

Mahasthamaprapta's expression was dejected.

Jieyin transmitted his voice to comfort him.

This outcome was within his expectations.

Three thousand years ago, when Mahasthamaprapta was still at the peak of Golden Immortal, Wu Dang had already achieved Taiyi Golden Immortal!

If he and Zhunti had not intervened, Mahasthamaprapta would not have even qualified to fight Wu Dang!

To be able to retreat unharmed now was already significant progress.

Afterward...

Seeing Wu Dang's victory, Tongtian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A prodigy like Lu Tian was already unheard of. If the Western Teachings produced another one, perhaps no one could stop their rise!

Fortunately, the Intercepting Sect had not lost further face. Otherwise, he, as the sect leader, would truly have nowhere to hide!

The Intercepting Sect began to target the Western Teachings comprehensively!

The disciples took turns challenging the disciples of the Western Teachings!

Saint Mother Gui Ling challenged Maitreya, Gui Ling won!

Saint Mother Jin Ling faced Moonlight, Jin Ling won!

Yunxiao fought Sunlight, Yunxiao won!

Four consecutive victories finally eased Tongtian Jiaozhu's anger.

Pharmacist, it's your turn to act.

Behind Jieyin, the disciples of the Western Teachings remained silent. He could only send out Pharmacist, hoping to salvage the sect's declining momentum.

This situation was within his expectations.

The foundation of the Western Teachings was originally weak. Even with the emergence of a heavenly talent like Lu Tian, who brought a leap in strength to the sect's disciples.

However, a mere three thousand years was still insufficient to reverse the overall situation. For the disciples of the Western Teachings to truly rise, they still needed time to settle. After all, not everyone had extraordinary comprehension and profound fortune like Lu Tian.

Pharmacist was ordered to fight and engaged in a fierce battle with Bi Xiao for seven days and seven nights, ultimately winning by a narrow margin.

Finally, another victory!

Pharmacist returned to Jieyin's side, showing a rare smile. If not for Lu Tian's Enlightenment Tea Leaves helping him comprehend the secret method, he might still have been defeated in this battle. Bi Xiao's strength far exceeded expectations. Taiyi Zhenren, who had once left him helpless, was no match for her!

"Not bad, your cultivation has improved significantly," Jieyin praised, then looked around at everyone. "You have all made progress and have not disgraced the prestige of our Western Teachings."

As soon as he said this, the disciples looked up, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"The gap between us and Junior Brother... is simply too vast!" Mahasthamaprapta said bitterly.

Yes, that gap was already far beyond reach.

However, Jieyin slowly shook his head.

"Remember, there are myriad Great Daos, each with its own path. Your Junior Brother also remained dormant for tens of thousands of years, and now he has accumulated strength and is unstoppable. He is like a hidden dragon emerging from its abyss, soaring to the nine heavens upon encountering wind and clouds. He will only become stronger from now on."

"As for you all..."

"Just follow your own paths. Lu Tian travels swiftly, and you can walk slowly."

"Do you know that when we first arrived in the East, we also faced a similar situation fighting against many powerful beings?"

Pharmacist, Mahasthamaprapta, Maitreya, Sunlight, and Moonlight all looked at Jieyin. They never expected their Master to use his own past experiences as a lesson, putting aside his pride to teach them honestly!

"Back then, we faced the Great Powers you are all familiar with now, losing nine out of ten battles. In the Purple Heaven Palace, we used unconventional means to secure a seat near the Dao Ancestor, thus becoming registered disciples and gaining the opportunity to hear the Great Dao."

"Some curse us, hate us for being despicable, and mock us for only knowing how to scheme and grovel..."

"When Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones successively became Sages, who could have predicted that we two would also achieve the Dao?"

"But we have ultimately reached today."

Jieyin's words were like sparks igniting the eyes of the Western Teachings disciples.

"The future is long; who dares to say you cannot stand shoulder to shoulder with our Junior Brother at the peak?"

"Your Master has always protected you from behind, until you can stand on your own."

These words made the eyes of the Western Teachings disciples well up with emotion.

So, their Master had never abandoned them, nor had he shown favoritism.

The Intercepting Sect ultimately overpowered the Western Teachings.

The battle record showed: Lu Tian won two matches, Pharmacist won one match, for a total of four wins for the Intercepting Sect.

A three-to-four outcome.

The continuous fierce battles completely reversed the onlookers' underestimation of the younger generation's competition.