When Taichu Daoist saw that several wisps of primordial chaos energy had been forcibly taken away by Hu Le using the Hongmeng Bell, preventing him from fully transforming into human form, he was furious.
"You beast! How dare you ruin my destiny! I will skin you alive and cast you out of the netherworld, so that you will never be reincarnated!"
The Primordial Daoist roared angrily, his voice booming like thunder, echoing throughout heaven and earth.
His eyes flashed with anger and murderous intent, as if he wanted to tear Hu Le to pieces immediately.
Despite his anger, Taichu Daoist promptly swallowed the remaining primordial energy.
The next instant, a vast burst of celestial light erupted from his body, illuminating the entire world.
In the darkness, a string of celestial music resounded from the void, beautiful and melodious, like the sound of heaven.
Suddenly, flowers rained down from the sky, and golden lotuses surged in the void, a breathtaking sight.
A mysterious aura of the Great Dao emerged out of nowhere, spreading throughout the void, as if the entire world was immersed in this profound aura.
At the same time, a purple aura surged forth from the depths of the void, carrying boundless power, and instantly arrived above the head of the Primordial Daoist.
The next instant, purple energy cascaded down like a waterfall, engulfing the entire Taichu Daoist.
The figure of the Primordial Daoist also began to change, becoming taller and more majestic.
His body radiated endless light, which, together with the purple aura, made him appear exceptionally sacred and solemn.
This was because the Great Dao sensed that he was about to take human form, and thus sent down a wisp of creative energy to help him.
This purple aura contains endless mystery and power, which can help the Primordial Daoist complete his final transformation and become a true being.
The transformation process of the Primordial Daoist was full of mystery and solemnity, which is awe-inspiring.
Hu Le stood quietly to the side, watching the changes in the Primordial Daoist, and sighed inwardly, "Is this the incarnation of a Primordial Primordial Saint? Indeed, there's something special about him..."
He knew very well that a fierce life-or-death battle awaited them.
The grudge between Taichu Daoist and himself is irreconcilable, and the two sides will inevitably engage in a life-or-death battle.
This battle will determine their fate. Let's see who will survive and achieve the supreme Primordial Dao Fruit in the future!
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He saw boundless creative energy surging from the depths of the void, descending from above the head of the Primordial Daoist and enveloping his entire body.
As the energy of creation continued to flow in, the form of the Primordial Daoist began to undergo immeasurable changes.
One moment he was a towering god, the next he shrank rapidly into a speck of dust...
Seeing this, Hu Le would not allow the Primordial Daoist to easily transform into human form.
He rubbed his hands together, instantly summoning a bolt of divine lightning.
A divine thunderclap exploded in the sky, transforming into a dazzling pillar of light that cleaved through the air, instantly engulfing the Primordial Daoist.
When the Taoist Taichu was halfway through his transformation, he encountered Hu Le interfering.
He was even more furious at this moment. Just as the divine lightning had engulfed him, a Primordial Ruler suddenly rose above his head, emitting thousands of divine lights that collided and eroded the divine lightning.
"Boom!"
With a deafening roar, the divine light emanating from the Heavenly Thunder and the Primordial Ruler exploded simultaneously, transforming into endless lightning and spiritual clouds that scattered in all directions.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Tai Chu Dao Ren broke free from the divine lightning's restraints, and his form changed once again, transforming in the blink of an eye into a young man dressed in a green robe.
At the crucial moment, he finally succeeded in transforming into human form.
He glared at Hu Le with a dark expression and said coldly, "You brat, how dare you ruin my plans! If I don't tear you to pieces today, I won't be able to quell the hatred in my heart!"
After saying that, a flash of light appeared in the hand of the Primordial Daoist, revealing a cyan longsword with sharp sword energy gleaming on its blade.
Holding a long sword, he took a step forward, closing in on Hu Le, and fiercely thrusting his sword at Hu Le.
"Good timing!"
Hu Le burst into laughter, his laughter like thunder, which seemed to shake the entire space.
He swayed the purple bamboo staff in his hand gently, seemingly casually, yet it contained endless mystery.
With a single swing, he easily deflected the fierce sword strike of the Primordial Daoist.
With a flick of his wrist, the purple bamboo staff swept towards the face of the Primordial Daoist with a sharp force.
The Taoist Master Taichu's expression changed slightly. He hurriedly sheathed his sword and used his purple bamboo staff to block the attack.
The staff and sword clashed, producing a crisp, clear sound.
The two were locked in a stalemate for a moment, and the power of the Great Dao within them began to collide fiercely.
Each collision triggered a powerful shockwave, as if the entire world was shaking.
After a loud bang, cracks appeared in the void behind the Primordial Daoist.
However, something even more astonishing happened—the longsword in the hand of the Primordial Daoist suddenly shattered! The fragments turned into wisps of primordial energy and dissipated into the air.
It turns out that the Primordial Daoist had just taken human form and had not yet refined his own artifact for attaining enlightenment.
The longsword in his hand was merely something he conjured up at will, and naturally could not compare to Hu Le's purple bamboo staff.
It should be noted that although the purple bamboo staff in Hu Le's hand was originally made from an ordinary innate spiritual bamboo, he has made countless modifications and upgrades to it as his cultivation level has continued to improve.
Over the years, he has added countless innate spiritual objects to the bamboo staff, and his techniques for refining spiritual treasures have become increasingly wondrous, causing the bamboo staff to undergo countless transformations.
Today, the wondrous power of this purple bamboo staff is no less than that of the top-tier primordial treasures.
Tai Chu Dao Ren floated backwards and finally managed to stabilize himself.
However, Hu Le didn't give him a chance to catch his breath and immediately took off after him.
When Taichu Daoist saw Hu Le swing his bamboo staff at him again, he was startled. He quickly gripped the hilt of his sword, shook it slightly, gathered primordial energy, and transformed it into a gleaming sword once more.
He held his sword horizontally in front of him, trying to block Hu Le's attack.
The staff and sword clashed in an instant.
Seeing that he had finally received the attack, Daoist Taichu breathed a slight sigh of relief. However, Hu Le's strength was too great. With a slight push, Daoist Taichu could not withstand the force and was sent flying backward.
Hu Le did not continue the pursuit, but instead gently shook the Hongmeng Bell in his hand, and then threw it out suddenly.
In an instant, the Hongmeng Bell, enveloped in a ball of seven-colored light, spun rapidly and flew toward the direction of the Primordial Daoist.
The Tai Chu Daoist's expression changed drastically, because he knew the power of the Hongmeng Bell. It was an unparalleled treasure of the Hongmeng, possessing boundless power that ordinary spiritual treasures could not withstand.
If it were the bamboo staff in Hu Le's hand, he could have tried to parry a few moves.
But he had no confidence whatsoever in blocking a magical artifact like the Hongmeng Bell.
As the Hongmeng Bell flew towards him, a sense of panic and unease suddenly arose in his heart.
However, by now, the Primordial Bell had already shot towards him, only inches away, leaving him no time to think, or even a chance to dodge...
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