These three rules, as the most basic entry-level rules, brought Long Chen into the sea of Chaos, Primordial Chaos, and Creation.
The Primordial Dragon Sacrificial Ritual rule was naturally nature-defying. Even if it was just the entry-level, it was extraordinary. Long Chen had seen the Master God Chaos and Lingxi perform these three rules. Now, he understood them thoroughly, especially the Primordial Dragon Sacrificial Ritual that had the new Dragon Sacrificial Continent. The power of the entire Primeval Incipient Realm world was connected to Long Chen's power.
A brand new rule was born on the new Dragon Sacrificial Continent.
Chaos, Primordial Chaos, and Creation.
Long Chen instantly entered the Eternal Whirlpool. Through the evolution of these three rules, he further deepened his understanding of them.
Although he was in human form, his body was covered with the dragon scales of the Primordial Dragon Sacrificial Ritual. It looked a little grayish-yellow, like turbid water. However, with a closer look, one could see that many dragon scales had gathered to form a picture scroll. It was the Dragon Sacrificial Continent.
On it, there were mountains and rivers that Long Chen was familiar with, the familiar sun and moon, the familiar magnificent waves, and the marks that belonged to Long Chen were everywhere. The sun, moon, mountains, rivers, forests, fields, flowers, trees, and so on …
It was a picture of his homeland. Such a dragon scale was actually an inconceivable power to Long Chen. Primal chaos, grandmist, and good fortune. Three types of laws formed three different types of power that swept through his body. It was clear that Long Chen was no longer the same as before.
"Chaos."
What appeared in Long Chen's mind were nine destructive Chaos elements.
Wind, fire, water, earth, and so on …
These weren't wind, fire, water, earth, but primordial chaos elemental energies. They were the foundation of destruction. Nine different energies gathered on Long Chen's arm. Suddenly, the nine primordial chaos elemental energies transformed into nine divine dragons, forming storms, flames, lightning, and other types of primordial chaos energy. Each divine dragon was a combination of primordial chaos that could destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth.
Roar!
Roar! The nine divine dragons coiled around Long Chen's arm.
As Long Chen punched out, the nine Chaotic Divine Dragons intertwined with each other and erupted in an instant, giving birth to a direct and overbearing destructive power. It was somewhat different from the other rules of lethality. It was a straightforward, pure frontal attack.
"Primal Chaos Dragon Fist."
After punching out, Long Chen immediately withdrew his fist. He was very clear about the might of this Chaotic Dragon Fist. Although its nature was different from the Endless Life and Death Tribulations and the Death Spirit Blood Talisman, its destructive power would only surpass them.
His right hand was the Chaos Dragon Fist, but the truth was that his left hand was displaying the Grandmist Laws. This was the first time that Long Chen had felt the existence of space. Just like Lingxi, he could clearly feel that the Grandmist space was a world that he could control. The usage of the Space Laws had become extremely natural.
"Grandmist Dragon Realm."
It was indeed interesting to display the Grandmist Dragon Realm's rules in the eternal whirlpool. At this moment, time and space were under Long Chen's control. The Grandmist Dragon Realm was like a formless domain that overlapped with the eternal whirlpool.
Countless illusory dragon shadows soared in the Grandmist Dragon Realm, forming a spatial diagram that controlled the space. The Grandmist Dragon Realm had the ability to lock down and destroy space. Coupled with the eternal whirlpool, time and space were under Long Chen's control. It could be said that this was a disaster for the enemy.
Moreover, the Grandmist Dragon Realm was not as simple as it seemed.
Space Destruction, Sky Devouring Dragons.
This rule was simply the ancestor of the Void Devouring Tiger and Void Refinement Realm Demonic Dragon.
After keeping the Chaos Dragon Fist and Grandmist Dragon Realm, the last rule in his mind was formed.
Creation.
Compared to Primordial Chaos and Primordial Chaos, Creation was a law that was even more difficult to comprehend. It was like the clouds floating in the sky, constantly changing. It was like this law allowed Long Chen to see a kind of reincarnation, a kind of repetition.
This was a kind of destructive power, similar to the Endless Life and Death Calamity. However, the Endless Life and Death Calamity was not repetitive. Even though he could display it, Long Chen still felt a little vague about it.
"Creation Reincarnation."
All in all, it was a rule that repeatedly killed. This rule contained the power of rebirth and destruction, just like the birth and destruction of stars and the evolution of worlds.
Long Chen returned to the Tower of Time and digested the power of these three rules again.
"Originally, I had the eternal whirlpool, the Dead Spirit Blood Talisman, the Resurrection Melody, the Endless Life and Death Calamity, and the Past and Future Reincarnation Technique. Now, with the addition of these three, at least in terms of the rules, besides the Primordial Demon Lord, the other two Ancestral Devils should not be my match. However, the power that the Primordial Demon Lord used should be the power of a half-ancestor, which is beyond my understanding. I just don't know if I can withstand this power in my current state."
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed in the Tower of Time.
Of course, it had not even been a day since the Myriad Worlds arrived.
Long Chen saw that the Dragon Sacrificial Dragon Continent in the God Nation was full of vitality. The Dragons on it were growing rapidly under the nourishment of this brand new and suitable spiritual Qi.
They were scattered. For them, it might be difficult to travel through such a large Original Incipient Grade world, but as their footprints spread everywhere, their descendants would also spread everywhere.
"One day, I will let the Dragon Sacrificial Dragon Continent, let us Dragons, return to the Myriad Worlds. Just like before the epoch, we will establish a stable order in the Myriad Worlds for generations to come."
A month later, Long Chen had mastered the three rules thoroughly.
On this day, Li Xuanji sent a message. Long Chen returned to the Death World from the Tower of Time. Just as he came out, Li Xuanji said, "Heavenly God Lu Ya has been searching for the Demon Venerables in the Myriad Worlds these past few days. He just happened to find a few, but it seems like they are all returning to the Demonic Dragon Ancient Tomb."
"The layout of the battle has just been formed, why would they go back? Aren't they the three great Ancestor Devils? It wasn't easy for them to disperse and descend again, but they can only come to the Myriad Worlds through the passage of the Demonic Dragon Ancient Tomb."
Li Xuanji shook her head and said, "I don't know, but Heavenly God Lu Ya just happened to see a Perfection Realm Demon Venerable wandering near the Northern Demonic God Buzhou Mountain. He hasn't left yet, you can go take a look."
"Alright, it would be best if I can enter the Demonic Dragon Ancient Tomb again."
"Big Brother, I'll go with you."
Mo Xiaolang was also nearby.
"Let's go."
If the two of them entered the Demonic Dragon Ancient Tomb, they would be more confident. Now that Mo Xiaolang was not weak, he needed to verify his own strength.
There were still many Gods and Demons staying at the Demonic God Buzhou Mountain, so Long Chen had also left behind the Death World Dragon Gate there. Furthermore, it was right beside the Emperor level Demon Battlefield. Right now, the Emperor level Demon Battlefield was in a state of alert, so Long Chen and Mo Xiaolang did not disturb them. They directly headed outside, in the direction of the Primeval Troll.
"Don't scare him."
Long Chen turned into dust and stuck to Mo Xiaolang's shoulder. With his Laws of Transformation, even a Perfection Realm Demon Venerable might not be able to discover him. It was just nice for Mo Xiaolang to deal with him, and Long Chen would attack at the crucial moment.
The other party existed in human form.
He was spying on the Demonic God Buzhou Mountain.
"Over there."
Mo Xiaolang said in a deep voice. He rushed out of the Demonic God Buzhou Mountain and headed towards a direction in the starry sky. Although the starry sky was vast, this Primeval Troll could not hide his movements in front of experts of the same level.
Not long after, that guy also discovered Mo Xiaolang's existence. Fortunately, he did not prepare to escape the moment he saw Mo Xiaolang. Instead, his eyes burned as he waited for Mo Xiaolang's arrival.
In the blink of an eye, Mo Xiaolang and this tall and thin Primeval Troll confronted each other. Although the other party was in human form, his skin was brown, like a withered old tree. There was no expression on his face, it was dry.
"I haven't even gotten close yet, but you actually discovered me. You seem to be very powerful. Who are you?"
Primeval Troll asked in that dry and dry voice.
"And what are you?" Mo Xiaolang locked onto the other party's position.
"I am the Gui Wood Skyfiend."
The other party roared, his eyes were already filled with dense killing intent. After escaping from the Devil Dragon's Ancient Tomb, they received the order to not move first. In fact, many Ancient Giant Demons found it hard to bear. What they desired was to kill and devour.
Their gazes clashed as the battle was about to begin.
Roar.
The Gui Wood Skyfiend immediately transformed, revealing his true body. It was a behemoth that blotted out the sky. It was as large as the three Ancestral Fiends. It was covered in brown dragon scales that were extremely thick. It was obvious at a glance that it was the toughest armor, comparable to a creation divine artifact. The Gui Wood Skyfiend in front of him was like a giant tree in the starry sky. There were many tree roots that extended from his body, but they were all lethal weapons.
It was indeed rare for a Primeval Troll to look like this.
"Die."
The rage that had been suppressed for an epoch erupted from the Gui Wood Skyfiend.
At that moment, Mo Xiaolang was very calm as he suddenly rushed out and transformed into the Sun Devouring Demonic Wolf. Five types of ancestral fires formed in the air and instantly pounced on the Gui Wood Skyfiend. For a moment, the five ancestral fires spread and burned wildly.
Mo Xiaolang had definitely restrained him.
The most terrifying thing about the Gui Wood Skyfiend was the flames, especially the ancestral fires. Especially when Mo Xiaolang was already an Ultimate Ultimate God, he instantly defeated the Gui Wood Skyfiend.
"Ah."
The Gui Wood Skyfiend let out an earth-shattering scream in the starry sky.
The ancestral fires swept out and formed a sea of fire that he could not block at all.
Sure enough, at that moment, as Long Chen had expected, the Gui Wood Skyfiend was afraid. In his fear, he did not say a word and directly opened the Demonic Dragon Tomb. To let such a huge body pass through, the door of the Demonic Dragon Tomb had to be opened very large.
"I will not let you go. Ants of the Myriad Worlds, your end will be very miserable."
Before leaving, the Gui Wood Skyfiend did not forget to curse angrily. He struggled out of the ancestral fires and was about to succeed. At that moment, Long Chen finally made his move after preparing for a long time.
"Primordial Mist Dragon World."
The Gui Wood Skyfiend did not enter the Demonic Dragon Tomb. Instead, he was instantly trapped in another world. In this world, billions of dragon shadows soared and surrounded the Gui Wood Skyfiend in the middle.
"Die."
It was the Primordial Mist Dragon World. It was like a small ball in Long Chen's hand. Long Chen casually squeezed it and it vanished into thin air. The Gui Wood Skyfiend's scream only lasted for a moment.
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