Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

When the high-ranking officials of Yuanxu World were self-righteously immersed in the so-called perfect plan, they did not know that the wheel of fate had quietly turned, quietly pushing their doomsday before their eyes.

Deep in the Yuanxu universe, between the gaps of time and space, a majestic altar stands quietly, covered with intricate runes and totems, flickering with a deep light.

On the top of the altar, huge scrolls slowly unfolded, painted on them were portraits of many powerful and mighty people in the Yuanxu world.

Beneath the altar, a group of monks in black robes, their faces hidden in the shadows of their hoods, made magic seals with their hands and muttered to themselves. Low and ancient spells echoed around the altar.

As the spell accelerated, the image on the altar seemed to come alive, swaying gently, with a strange light flashing in its eyes, and inexplicable power condensed in the air.

The eyes of this group of black-robed monks revealed unquestionable determination and coldness. Their faces became increasingly ferocious under the instigation of the spell, and the aura emanating from their bodies was like the oppression before a storm, which was palpitating.

"Five-Nail Soul Chasing Technique, activate!"

Following a uniform roar, the sky above the altar shone with silver light, like the Milky Way pouring down. Five dazzling silver lights turned into sharp silver nails, which penetrated each portrait with lightning speed and accuracy, firmly locking the soul imprints within them.

What they used was the supreme magical power that caused the death of Emperor Donghua - the Five-Nail Soul Chasing Technique. Now, it was used by Hong Zhou as a fatal blow to the Yuanxu World. He wanted to treat them in their own way and completely destroy the foundation and hope of the Yuanxu World.

On the battlefield, the strong men of Yuanxu world are fighting fiercely with the powerful men of prehistoric world. Perhaps they are still immersed in the pride of controlling the battle situation and playing with their opponents, and have not noticed the impending crisis.

However, at this critical moment between life and death, the curse of the Five Nails Soul-Hunting Technique descended upon them silently like a dragnet.

Those powerful men who were originally galloping on the battlefield suddenly felt an indescribable chill rising from the depths of their souls. Then, five silver lights emerged from the void, like the chains of the god of death, mercilessly wrapping around their bodies.

"Ah!" A Yuanxu powerful man suddenly let out a scream, and five silver lights suddenly burst out from his body. These silver lights quickly turned into five sharp silver nails, which penetrated deeply into his body.

Oh oh oh!

The sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling rang out in his body. His magic power, soul, body, and heart of Tao all suffered devastating blows at the same time and were exhausted together.

The fire of his luck was burning madly, decreasing at an unimaginable speed.

"What kind of evil magic is this!" The powerful man in Yuanxu World was terrified. He never expected that he would suffer such a strange attack.

"Five-Nail Soul Chasing Technique! Retreat, retreat quickly, don't be contaminated by the opponent's aura."

The Xuanmen disciples recognized the magic and retreated in fear, fearing that they would be contaminated by it.

The dead memories revived again and began to attack their brains. Their fellow disciple, Emperor Donghua, died from this Taoist technique.

The other mighty ones in the Yuanxu world wanted to help this mighty one, but before he could get close, he himself burst into a curse.

"what!"

With a scream, this great Yuanxu master fell into the depths of time and space and was swept away by the storm of time and space.

This scene, like a chain reaction, quickly spread across the battlefield.

Many powerful beings in the Yuanxu world were hit one after another. Their figures began to stagger, their magic power dropped sharply, and some even fell directly to their knees on the ground, in great pain.

The powerful people in the prehistoric world felt a chill in their hearts when they saw this scene, but no one dared to step forward to grab the credit for the victory.

When the great masters of Yuanxu Great World saw the miserable state of their subordinates, they immediately thought of themselves. They rushed towards their opponents regardless of everything.

How could the great masters in the ancient world allow them to succeed?

It's not like they haven't seen the Five Nails Soul-Chasing Technique before. Since other powerful beings in the Yuanxu world have fallen into it, these people with great supernatural powers will definitely not be exempt.

In fact, in the wars one after another, the masters of the dragon clan have quietly taken away the images of the great masters.

The forces within the Yuanxu Great World were able to obtain the images of powerful beings, but not those with great supernatural powers. Hong Zhou was always willing to help others, so he took the opportunity to help them.

"Hehe! You have been in charge of the Yuanxu world for countless years. It is time for us to take charge of this world as well."

A familiar voice came from the erupting curse, filling the eyes of the great masters of the Yuanxu world with despair.

"No!"

They could never have imagined that they were not defeated by the ancient world, but instead were defeated by the people from their own world.

Even in bright places, there is darkness.

After all, Daozu Yuanxu is not the founder of the Yuanxu world. No matter how authentic Yuanxu he is, it is impossible for everyone to obey him.

This force has been hiding in the dark, trying to subvert his rule.

Daoist Ancestor Yuanxu wanted to keep this force to warn the world, so that people would not be greedy for comfort, but should be prepared for danger in times of peace, and constantly strengthen and improve themselves.

However, his thought caused the Yuanxu world to pay an extremely heavy price.

Bang bang bang!

As the powerful people of Yuanxu World fell one after another, the saints of Yuanxu World were almost going crazy.

These powerful beings were cultivated by them after spending countless years. Each one of them was the hope of the Yuanxu world.

Once this group of powerful beings died, the cycle of reincarnation in the Yuanxu world lost all hope.

Imagine a world where, apart from the saints, the only strongest people are a group of Taiyi Golden Immortals who have achieved spiritual enlightenment through acquired cultivation. What would the situation be like?

The mighty beings of the Yuanxu Great World can also be resurrected, but the time it takes to resurrect is longer than that of the prehistoric mighty beings. It could be 5.6 billion years, or it could be 12.8 billion years. In short, it will definitely not be a short time.

"You are evil demons, created by Pangu!"

"Pangu killed three thousand Chaos Demon Gods in order to create the world, and you, in order to obtain my Yuanxu world, actually cursed and killed all the powerful people in our world. You are just as cruel as Pangu."

"Anyway, there is no hope for my Yuanxu world. If that's the case, we will destroy heaven and earth and leave you with nothing."

The Yuanxu Saints were completely crazy, and they attacked without regard for the cost or consequences. They pushed the divine weapons of heaven and earth to the extreme, and tried desperately to break through the obstacles and destroy the Yuanxu world.

They hadn't realized yet that at this moment, they were no match for the saints of the ancient times.