“The attacking Primordial Spirit Seeds have finally arrived?”
A blazing war intent ignited in Chen Dong’s profound, mysterious eyes.
From what he’d learned from the Ancestral Demon and others, he could categorize the Primordial Spirit Seeds from the chaotic dawn’s war against the Twelve Ancestral Demons into three types.
The attacking Primordial Spirit Seeds were those that directly participated in the battle against the Twelve Ancestral Demons and later engaged in slaughter with other Primordial Spirit Seeds.
They were the most ferocious in combat, the most powerful in strength.
Naturally, they were also the ones who, after that chaotic war, held absolute dominance in the Upper Heavenly Realm.
Beyond them, there was another group: the cowering, hiding Primordial Spirit Seeds, like those he’d just swiftly annihilated. These were either weaker in strength or, in some cases, deliberately hid despite their power.
Though they persisted in the Upper Heavenly Realm, they never held dominance.
This time, however, his merging with the Great Void to become the Origin Seed had drawn them all into the fray, unable to stay aloof. Their weakness forced them into the role of “cannon fodder.”
And then… there was a third group.
Those were the Primordial Spirit Seeds that perished in the war against the Twelve Ancestral Demons or in the subsequent infighting, their bodies and Daos extinguished.
They could be considered “others.”
Some were strong enough and ambitious to vie for dominance, but compared to the likes of the Master of Jianmu, they were weaker. After joining the assault on the Twelve Ancestral Demons, they were killed in the mutual slaughter by the Master of Jianmu and their ilk.
In other words, the attacking Primordial Spirit Seeds that survived to this day were the true elite, forged through that brutal selection. They were the pinnacle of the Upper Heavenly Realm, and their strength was equally formidable across the Three Thousand Worlds.
The appearance of the attacking Primordial Spirit Seeds signaled the true start of the ultimate battle.
After letting the cowering “cannon fodder” Primordial Spirit Seeds exhaust him, they could no longer hold back and had begun to act!
Boom! Crack! Boom! Crack! Boom! Crack!
Countless lightning bolts ravaged the chaotic void.
Each bolt stretched thousands of miles, dancing wildly through the chaos.
At the origin point of the lightning, as the bolts spread in all directions, a dazzling, spherical mass of white electric light erupted, rapidly expanding.
The next instant—
Boom! Crack!
A thunderous roar.
The countless lightning bolts, along with the spherical electric mass, surged toward Chen Dong.
The writhing bolts traversed the chaos, converging on the spherical mass as they neared Chen Dong, merging into a terrifying lightning beam thousands of miles in diameter.
“Roar…”
A dragon’s cry erupted from the massive lightning.
Faintly, a ferocious, angular thunder dragon’s head emerged within the giant bolt, swiftly forming a dragon’s body.
“This is…”
Chen Dong’s pupils constricted.
At the same moment, the Yellow Emperor’s voice sounded in his ear, “It reminds me of the Dragon Clan. This time… they likely won’t intervene.”
“Dragon Clan?” Chen Dong suddenly recalled the azure dragon soaring through the skies when he first entered the Great Realm.
Or rather… the dragon guarding the Human Ancestor’s graveyard.
The Yellow Emperor murmured, “They, too, were deceived by the Primordial Spirit Seeds.”
Chen Dong’s brows furrowed, but there was no time to ask further.
The thunder dragon, spanning thousands of miles in diameter, was nearly upon him.
Its terrifying thunder law pressure was domineering and overwhelming.
Chen Dong took a deep breath, steadying his mind, and pushed both hands forward.
Instantly, the golden Taiji Bagua above his head and beneath his feet spun faster.
The golden chains and purple Dao Qi linking the two golden Taiji Bagua converged toward Chen Dong’s hands, while the tiny white stars suspended at the center of the “universe” drew fine white arcs, all gathering at his hands.
“Your Seed… hasn’t fully merged with the Dao. You dare dream of destroying me with this?”
The thunder dragon’s maw opened wide, letting out an enraged roar.
As Chen Dong slowly extended his hands, a faint smile curved his lips, “Who said… I planned to destroy you with just one move?”
“What?”
Electric light surged in the thunder dragon’s eyes.
The next instant, a vast law force enveloped the thunder dragon.
It was like a cage, endlessly expanding, forever imprisoning the dragon within.
“Impossible!”
Sensing the anomaly, the thunder dragon roared in shock, struggling fiercely.
Boom! Crack! Boom! Crack! Boom! Crack!
In an instant, the thunder dragon’s form remained, but its surroundings had become a焦狱 of lightning, bolts streaking eighty thousand miles, shaking the chaotic void.
Blinding white electric light illuminated Chen Dong’s calm, smiling face.
“As the first bolt of lightning, you should serve as my adornment in my universal realm.”
Chen Dong’s lips parted, his indifferent voice seeming to command all, “You are but a single bolt of lightning, existing only because of my universal realm. So… what’s the difference between your arrival and delivering me a gift?”
“Roar…”
In the焦狱 of lightning, an enraged bellow erupted.
Lightning flashed wildly, its momentum so grand it seemed capable of shattering the chaotic void itself.
But upon closer inspection, a bizarre scene unfolded. No matter how the thunder dragon struggled or how the焦狱 of lightning flared, even as it streaked eighty thousand miles, it remained confined within a specific boundary.
This boundary was formed by the golden light, Dao Qi, and specks of starlight that poured from Chen Dong’s hands after he pushed them forward.
The first bolt of chaos’s lightning was so dazzling it completely overshadowed the golden light, Dao Qi, and starlight.
“Impossible… It shouldn’t be, it shouldn’t be like this. Save me, save me…” A panicked cry for help spilled from the焦狱 of lightning.
Even this Primordial Spirit Seed hadn’t anticipated that, as the first lightning of chaotic dawn, its supreme, radiant killing power would be unable to resist Chen Dong, trapped within a single realm.
It had imagined a mutual slaughter, perhaps leading to its destruction.
But it hadn’t foreseen being rendered powerless in a single encounter, without even the chance to fight.
It seemed like a single exchange, but their powers were on entirely different planes.
“This is the Dao… You are but one of the lightning laws. You should merge with the Dao, serve my Dao.”
Chen Dong’s lips moved, his voice ethereal and drifting. As he spoke, his outstretched hands slowly closed into fists.
Buzz…
A dull sound echoed from the chaotic void surrounding the焦狱 of lightning.
The boundary, obscured by the lightning’s glare, began to compress rapidly as Chen Dong’s hands closed.
Boom! Crack!
Boom! Crack!
Boom! Crack!
…
Lightning surged, streaking wildly.
Yet no matter how it resisted, it couldn’t halt the boundary’s compression.
“Save me! Are you just going to watch?”
“I’m not reconciled! I’m not reconciled to this fate!”
“Why? Why? It shouldn’t, shouldn’t be like this…”
The Primordial Spirit Seed’s voice grew increasingly frenzied.
But Chen Dong smiled faintly, lowering his closed hands, “I am the Dao, you are the law. Within the Dao, you obey me, moving only as I will. This is how it should be!”