Primordial Era: Reborn as a Qi Immortal, Steadily Cultivating

Chapter 190 The Desire to Refine a Chaotic Spiritual Treasure: The Lich War Begins

Ma Yuan slowly rose from his eternally unchanging seated meditation.

With a single step, he silently appeared outside the sea eye purgatory, where endless dragon's lament and karmic fire surged.

"Young friend, you have gained a great deal from this seclusion."

The vast will of the Candle Dragon, imbued with an ancient aura, slowly resounded.

He could clearly sense that the aura of the Daoist master before him was even more refined and unpredictable than before his seclusion.

It was as if his very existence was a divine kingdom beyond the mortal realm, capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with this vast and desolate world.

Ma Yuan smiled calmly and bowed respectfully towards the endless darkness.

"I must thank you for protecting me this time."

He didn't explain further, but slowly raised his right hand and gently waved it towards the void.

Om-! ! !
In an instant, the portals to the Middle Thousand Worlds, with their distinct yet equally vast auras, burst open within this deathly silent cage!

It is filled with endless vitality and perfect laws.

"This time, I will continue to fulfill the alliance with the Dragon Clan."

Ma Yuan's voice was calm, yet full of undeniable confidence.

"Now my five worlds have been blessed by the merits of the Great Dao, and their foundation is profound enough to support the large-scale migration of the dragon race's elite."

Upon hearing this, even the usually calm and collected Zhulong couldn't help but feel a genuine surge of excitement.

Then, at the personal summons of Zhulong.

A series of towering figures, their auras as deep as the sea and their bodies shrouded in endless karma and the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, tore through the void and descended into this sea-eye purgatory.

These were the remaining few of the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon, along with the infamous Yinglong Ancestor, who had been fearsome since ancient times.

They are all ancient beings who survived the Dragon-Han Calamity.

However, at this moment, their faces were filled with endless exhaustion.

The shackles of Heaven, like maggots clinging to bones, firmly imprison their path.

This meant that throughout the endless years, they could only watch helplessly as their Dao fruits were gradually eroded and disintegrated by the boundless karma of the dragon race.

Now, they finally see a glimmer of hope.

"Fellow Daoists, please!"

Ma Yuan made no formalities whatsoever, calmly gesturing for the ancient beings before him, who could be considered the last vestiges of the dragon race's heritage.

Ancestor Yinglong was the first to step forward.

He took a deep look at the extraordinary Daoist master before him and bowed deeply with utmost respect.

"The future of the Dragon Clan is entrusted to the Dao Lord!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he no longer hesitated for a moment. He took a step forward, and his figure merged into the Qian Yuan Heaven.

It was the very moment he stepped inside.

Click——! ! !
A crisp, cracking sound resounded from the deepest part of his soul.

The shackles of the Heavenly Dao that had troubled him for countless eons, severing his path to enlightenment and leaving him only able to eke out a living in slumber, shattered in an instant.

"hold head high--!!!!!"

A deafening dragon roar, filled with boundless joy and liberation, resounded throughout the entire Qian Yuan Heaven.

Yinglong's once somewhat flimsy but majestic dragon body suddenly swelled up.

The boundless power of the Dao Fruit, which he had suppressed for countless eons, was no longer restrained in this brand new world and erupted with a roar.

Unexpectedly, it triggered the perfected power of the world's origin in Qian Yuan Tian.

Cleanse their karma and rebuild their foundation!
His aura surged at an unbelievable speed.

The realm of Quasi-Saint is now within reach.

Upon seeing this scene, the other dragon elders also stepped into the five distinct Middle Thousand Worlds one by one, according to the attributes of their own Great Dao.

The most violent and belligerent of the beasts, Yazi, entered the Beast Realm, a place filled with endless savagery and murderous intent.

The most quiet and elegant of all, Pulao, entered the Eternal Heaven, a place shrouded in celestial light and imbued with abundant blessings.

……

With the integration of one top dragon power after another.

Ma Yuan's five directions and the middle thousand worlds did not feel any burden as a result.

On the contrary, with the addition of these top-tier beings who have evolved their own Great Dao to the extreme, the laws of the world have become more stable, and the origin of the world has become more profound.

Among them was the Azure Dragon Ancestor, who was the first to enter the Purple Jade Heaven and whose origin perfectly aligned with the Great Dao of Wood.

Furthermore, over countless millennia, it has benefited from the boundless creation and the purification of the Great Dao's merits by the superior innate spiritual root, the Da Hong Pao mother tea tree.

His cultivation level broke through again, and he had already faintly touched the threshold of the mid-stage Quasi-Saint.

In an instant, within Ma Yuan's otherworldly divine kingdom, the roars of dragons echoed and the sounds of Daoist teachings never ceased.

Its profound cultural heritage is in no way inferior to any other sect of saints.

However, not all beings can so easily break free from the constraints of the Heavenly Dao.

Zhulong is an ancient being who has reached the peak of Quasi-Sainthood, and whose cultivation is second only to Hunyuan Saint.

His Dao fruition became completely entangled with the endless karma and cause and effect of the entire East China Sea Eye.

He is both the object of suppression in this cage and a prisoner beneath it.

The weight of cause and effect is so great that even with Ma Yuan's current advancement to the Five Directions Middle Thousand Worlds, he cannot bear it.

"It doesn't matter."

The ancient will of Zhulong slowly resounded, without a trace of disappointment.

“I have waited in this endless darkness for countless eons, so what difference does it make if I wait a little longer?”

He could clearly sense the large-scale migration of the dragon elite.

The endless karma that had been weighing down on the entire race was rapidly dissipating at a visible speed.

As one side gains and the other loses, his causal entanglement with this sea-eye prison is gradually weakened.

He knew that perhaps only when Ma Yuan truly carved out a vast world in this endless chaos could he succeed.

Only then can that supreme power of the world completely liberate him from this eternal prison.

At that time, having broken free from all shackles and constraints, he might even find a supreme opportunity to attain the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos in that entirely new world.

Just as the five worlds were experiencing a surge of energy and rapid growth in their foundation due to the influx of powerful dragons, so too did the world's origins become turbulent.

Om-! ! !
In Ma Yuan's sleeve, a yellowish-brown pearl that had been floating quietly suddenly emitted a series of clear and joyful buzzing sounds without warning.

It was the Earth Spirit Pearl, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure that was forcibly seized from Guang Chengzi of the Chan Sect on Penglai Immortal Island in the past.

The Earth Spirit Orb flew out on its own and slowly rotated in the void.

The profound Daoist aura emanating from it resonated with the thirty-six Sea-Stabilizing Divine Pearls in front of Ma Yuan in the most primal way.

"As expected..."

Upon seeing this, a genuine understanding flashed in Ma Yuan's calm eyes.

He guessed that this pearl must be of the same origin as the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl.

These are all fragments of the primordial essence that were transformed after the legendary Chaos Pearl was shattered.

However, there had been a connection between the two before.

However, they are always separated by an invisible barrier, unable to truly come together.

Until now, he has managed to obtain the supreme merit of the Great Dao amidst the chaos.

This gave the two an unparalleled opportunity to truly merge and unify.

"combine!"

Without further hesitation, Ma Yuan immediately activated the Great Dao Merit Wheel, which was completely connected to his own primordial spirit.

A wisp of pure, chaotic merit energy flowed quietly from the treasure wheel.

It transformed into a mysterious rainbow bridge, completely connecting the Earth Spirit Pearl with the thirty-six Sea-Stabilizing Divine Pearls.

*Snap!*

Without warning, fine cracks appeared on the surface of the Earth Spirit Pearl.

It shattered in the end, transforming into the purest and most profound innate earth elemental source.

Guided by the merits of the Great Dao, that primordial energy merged entirely into the thirty-six Sea-Stabilizing Pearls, and even into the core of the primordial essence of the thirty-six worlds within them.

Rumble—!!!!!!!!!

All thirty-six worlds trembled violently.

Ma Yuan could clearly feel that the foundation of his thirty-six worlds had become more solid than ever before under the blessing of this profound source.

It was as if beneath that chaotic and ignorant nascent world, a supreme earth, capable of bearing all things and evolving all living beings, had been laid out.

"good."

Ma Yuan slowly raised his right hand, and the thirty-six Sea-Stabilizing Divine Pearls, which had completely fused with the origin of the Earth Spirit Pearl and whose aura was becoming more and more harmonious and restrained, floated quietly in his palm.

"Now, the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl has been elevated to the ranks of innate supreme treasures."

"I even sought out the unprecedented Great Dao merit in the midst of chaos."

"If I could gather all four of the legendary spirit orbs—water, fire, wind, and thunder—which were also formed from fragments of the Chaos Orb."

Ma Yuan's eyes shone with an unprecedentedly brilliant light.

"Perhaps, we can use this as a foundation and the merits of the Great Way as fuel."

“Reverse the origin of these thirty-six Sea-Stabilizing Pearls.”

"Returning to the level of a chaotic spiritual treasure."

……

Just as Ma Yuan was in the East Sea, helping the dragon race to escape their karma.

On that primordial land, where undercurrents surged and killing intent arose everywhere.

The supreme calamity that determined the fate of the world's protagonists and swept through countless lives finally erupted with an unstoppable force.

First, there were the ten sons of the Demon Emperor Di Jun, ten three-legged golden crows, who, under the influence of some unknown person, secretly escaped from Tang Valley and played and frolicked on the primordial land.

The sun blazed overhead for ten days, its fiery rays burning across thousands of miles of land, causing immense suffering and widespread resentment.

Later, Hou Yi, the great shaman of the Wu tribe, was enraged to see the people of the earth suffering this undeserved calamity.

With the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow forged from the essence and blood of the Ancestral Witch, he fired nine arrows in succession atop Mount Buzhou, slaying all nine arrogant three-legged golden crows in the heavens.

The pain of losing their son completely ignited the last vestiges of reason in the hearts of the Demon Emperor Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Meanwhile, on the shores of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The ancestral witch Houtu was deeply saddened by the plight of the souls of all living beings in the primordial world who had nowhere to go and were struggling in the cycle of reincarnation.

Using her own ancestral witch body as a guide, within the sea of ​​blood, she imitated the great feat of Pangu, the father god, in creating the world, and opened up the Six Paths of Reincarnation, enough for all spirits to be reborn.

"Six Paths of Reincarnation, stand!"

"From this day forward, all living beings in heaven and earth will have a place to return to!"

This action completes the most crucial cycle of life and death in this primordial world.

Heaven, moved by this, bestowed immeasurable merit and virtue.

However, the Wu tribe does not cultivate their primordial spirit, so their merits cannot be inherited.

Houtu, the ancestral witch, ultimately failed to attain the Primordial Sainthood through this merit, unlike Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones.

His body was reincarnated, and his primordial spirit was also imprisoned here.

They could no longer step out of this netherworld.

The twelve ancestral witches, now numbering eleven.

The Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons could never be perfected again.

New and old grudges erupted!
The demon race's heavenly court has mobilized its entire force!

Countless demon gods and demon kings, led by the Demon Emperor Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, descended from the Thirty-Three Heavens with the Zhou Tian Star Array, powerful enough to overturn the universe.

The eleventh ancestral witch of the witch clan also summoned all the sons of the witch clan across the primordial land.

Based on Mount Buzhou, they set up the incomplete and fragmented Dutian Divine Array and bravely faced the enemy.

A bloody war that swept across the entire primordial world and whose outcome was predetermined had thus begun.

Within the sacred land of humanity, thanks to the protection of the "Map of Mountains and Rivers" bestowed by the sage Nuwa, it was able to remain unharmed during this cataclysmic calamity.

However, the human race ultimately received a great favor from the witch race.

Wu Zuyuan personally led more than ten of his most elite martial arts masters out of the holy land.

On the vast, desolate land, they assisted the Wu tribe in slaying those lone demon gods and demon kings.

But the human race today is ultimately shallow in its foundation.

Faced with such a cataclysmic event where even Quasi-Saints perish and Great Luo Golden Immortals are merely slightly larger cannon fodder, the effect it can play is nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

The great battle lasted for an unknown period of time.

When that catastrophe, which was enough to destroy the world, finally subsided.

What was once a magnificent and vibrant land has been transformed into a purgatory filled with devastation and corpses.

The Heavenly Court of the Demon Race is facing a collapse in its destiny.

Emperor Jun Taiyi self-destructed his origin, perishing together with several Ancestral Witches.

Emperor Fuxi perished under the Great Array of Heavenly Gods and Demons in order to protect the bloodline of the demon race, but a wisp of his true spirit was saved by the saint Nuwa at the cost of her life.

The Wu tribe also suffered a Pyrrhic victory.

Most of the twelve Ancestral Witches have perished!
Dijiang, Zhujiuyin, Rushou, Jumang... all the ancient beings who once dominated the primordial world perished and disappeared in this fierce battle.

In the end, only the three ancestral witches, Zhurong, Gonggong, and Xuanming, remained, barely clinging to life amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

It was at this time.

Above the nine heavens, endless, pitch-black karmic clouds suddenly appeared out of thin air!

The intensity of that karma was so great that it instantly devoured all the light in the entire primordial world.

Whether it was the surviving remnants of the demon race or the less than one-tenth of the witch race's sons.

They were all tightly enveloped by this boundless karmic force, which was enough to make even saints change color.

The three survivors, Zhu Rong, Gong Gong, and Xuan Ming, stood blankly at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, where corpses littered the ground.

They gazed at their millions of decimated people, and then looked up at the boundless karma hanging over their people.

A look of despair and realization finally surfaced in those eyes.

They finally understood.

Under the Heavenly Dao, whether it is the Wu Clan who claim to be the true descendants of Pangu, or the Demon Clan who rules the Heavenly Court and governs all races.

They are all merely pawns used by the Heavenly Dao to drive the great calamity and cleanse the world.

Regardless of victory or defeat, they can never become the true protagonists of this world.

Especially those descendants of Pangu who only know Pangu and do not respect the Way of Heaven.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Chess pieces... So, we are all chess pieces!"

The most violent of the ancestral witches, Gonggong, laughed wildly, looking up at the sky.

The laughter was filled with endless sorrow and madness.

His towering, majestic ancestral witch form, reaching tens of thousands of feet in height, surged once more.

Without the slightest hesitation, he unleashed an immense power capable of shattering ancient divine mountains, and slammed into Mount Buzhou, the pillar supporting the entire primordial world.

He wanted to use the most violent means to completely shatter this unjust fate and this predetermined chessboard.

Let this world return to chaos!
Click——! ! !
A crisp cracking sound echoed throughout the entire primordial world.

Mount Buzhou, which had supported the entire world since the beginning of time, was actually broken in two by this descendant of Pangu's blood in a desperate attack.

The pillar of heaven has collapsed!

Rumble—!!!!!!!!!

Above the nine heavens, the once invincible celestial barrier shattered with a deafening roar.

The endless waters of the Milky Way transformed into a raging torrent capable of destroying everything, pouring madly down from the shattered sky.

The vast, desolate land was ravaged by war!
It was in this scene of cataclysmic destruction, where heaven and earth were overturned and all things were about to perish.

A calm figure dressed in a simple Taoist robe appeared silently in a corner of Buzhou Mountain, which had been reduced to ruins.

(End of this chapter)