Primordial Era: A Counterattack Against Hongjun Daozu at the Start

He invoked modern concepts such as "regional collaboration" and "mutual benefit" to build a resource circulation network between tribes.

After this reform, the human race formed tens of thousands of autonomous tribes.

Although there is no universally acknowledged princess yet, thanks to his achievements in creating a cultivation system and formulating development strategies, Zhou Yi remains an irreplaceable spiritual leader in the hearts of all races.

This identity grants him the qualification to continuously acquire the fortune of civilization.

At this moment, he was staring at a mysterious interface deep within his consciousness, calculating how to accumulate enough points to exchange for a key item that would determine his future.

On the day they left for Huoyun Cave, the plains were filled with the kneeling clansmen who came to see them off.

Suihuang, carrying the torch of inheritance, followed behind Zhou Yi, hearing the resounding shouts echoing between heaven and earth: "Respectfully bidding farewell to the Ancestor of Humanity!"

Amidst the resounding chants of three kneelings and nine kowtows, the pioneer who created the human cultivation system, with unwavering conviction that the spark of civilization would eventually ignite a prairie fire, embarked on a new journey.

The will of the people is with us! Without the Ancestor of Humanity creating the Heaven-Covering Emperor Law, how could the human race have had the opportunity to embark on the path of cultivation? If it weren't for the Ancestor of Humanity overseeing things, how many innocent souls would have been lost under the claws of the demon race?

The figure of the Zhou Yi, whom hundreds of millions of people look up to, is the very human emperor who upheld the backbone of the tribe.

As thousands of people paid their respects, Zhou Yi stood with his hands behind his back, a respect he truly deserved.

The grand scheme, spanning millions of years, has just begun, and he has already shouldered the responsibility for the rise and fall of the entire human race.

No one can count how many black hairs this emperor turned white from sleepless nights, or how many heavenly secrets he deduced in the long, silent nights.

At this moment, Zhou Yi's gaze swept across the crowd, and his burning anticipation seemed to transcend time and space, as if he could already see the future of the human race at its peak.

Amidst the attention of the crowd, Zhou Yi rose to his feet, followed closely by four quasi-sages: Suihuang, Youchao, Cangwen, and Ziyi.

The moment the five figures rushed toward the Myriad Fire Cave, the world suddenly changed color. The purple aura in the east stretched endlessly, and golden spiritual springs gushed from the earth's veins, as if the heavens were playing a magnificent symphony.

The golden light of merit poured down like a waterfall, with about 60% flowing into Zhou Yi's body and the remaining 40% being distributed equally among the four powerful figures accompanying him.

Originally, Suihuang and others, whose foundations were unstable due to taking the divine medicine to break through, actually broke through the shackles and entered the realm of severing corpses.

Zhou Yi continued to infuse his merits into the golden body, secretly marveling, "This supreme golden body is simply a bottomless pit!"

What he wanted was not ordinary meritorious deeds, but the ultimate defense that even saints would fear.

Roughly estimated, at least seven or eight more times of the same amount of merit would be needed before one could hope to achieve great success.

The extraordinary phenomenon of divine favor lasted for three whole days and nights, and the five ancestors of the human race finally disappeared into the Ten Thousand Fire Cave.

From that day forward, the human race's fortunes rose like the morning sun, embarking on a path of rise that shook the entire primordial world.

After Zhou Yi and four human elders retreated to the Ten Thousand Fire Cave, the human race on the prehistoric land, like dandelions in the spring breeze, quickly dispersed to every corner, ushering in a new era of racial development.

Perhaps because the war between the Lich King and the Lich King had just ended, the primordial world was unusually quiet.

Back then, Great Immortals were everywhere, and Golden Immortals were as numerous as hairs on a cow. Now, it's hard to even find a trace of a Golden Immortal.

This facilitated the reproduction and growth of the human race. In just a few hundred years, thousands of human tribes sprang up like mushrooms after rain, and the size of the entire race doubled.

Seeing that a merger where the big fish eats the small fish was about to occur, Zhou Yi was unhappy, but he also knew that this was an inevitable part of the process of growth.

Whether it's humans or other creatures, the strong devouring the weak is as natural as spring turning to autumn.

As the supreme ruler of humanity, he preferred to let his people take control of their own destiny, even if the process was fraught with pain.

However, how easy is it to truly take charge? Not to mention the six sages looking down from the clouds, the two mountains of Dao Ancestor and Heavenly Dao alone are enough to make the human race suffer.

Zhou Yi understands that there is still a long way to go before the human race can truly have the right to make its own choices, and success or failure depends entirely on fate.

When Zhou Yi and his group arrived at the Wanhuo Cave outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, they discovered that the former lair of the Wanhuo Ancestor was indeed a hidden paradise.

Similar to the sacred sites of the saints, this place is actually floating on the edge of the primordial world, right next to the Chaos Sea.

The so-called seclusion and confinement were merely restrictions on their return to the primordial world; they could travel freely towards the Chaos Sea, which was precisely why the Sage Taiqing had suggested that Zhouyi explore the Chaos.

Speaking of the Chaos Sea, it is actually the vast void beyond the primordial wilderness.

It was here that the great god Pangu was conceived, and he wielded the axe that created the primordial world we know today.

Despite its vast and boundless expanse, the primordial wilderness is nothing more than a grain of sand in the Chaos Sea. Moreover, it is filled with chaotic energy that is difficult to absorb, so even sages are unwilling to venture deep into it.

But for Zhou Yi, the Chaos Sea was a training ground tailor-made for him.

Here, the power of Heaven's will is beyond its reach, and finally, unlike in the primordial world, I no longer need to proceed with extreme caution. I can now do whatever I want without restraint.

The Chaos Sea outside the Wanhuo Cave was completely shrouded in darkness, and all that could be seen was a desolate landscape.

Zhou Yi didn't wait long before leaping into this secret realm. The chaotic air currents obscured his vision like a thick fog, with only scattered points of light appearing faintly in the distance.

Occasionally, one can glimpse a few floating stars, but those are nothing more than fragments torn apart from the primordial world.

Since Pangu separated heaven and earth, there have been great battles between dragons, phoenixes, and qilins; battles between Daoists and demons; and decisive battles between witches and demons. Each time the mountains and rivers were shattered, some fragments of space were always thrown into the chaotic sea, forming these miniature worlds.

Zhou Yi noticed that ancient races lived on certain stars, but due to the limited spiritual energy and narrow space, these beings could not even reach the level of Earth Immortal.

He had no intention of lingering there. Two remnants of the roc's soul, their consciousness erased, appeared in his palm, their original imprints flickering with a faint sense of connection.

"No matter how far you hide, you can't escape cause and effect." Zhou Yi squinted and looked into the depths of chaos. The Demon Master had obviously taken precautions and was hiding in a remote area that was difficult for the main world of the primordial world to reach.

This is the window of opportunity when the opponent is at their weakest; we must seize the moment to eliminate any future trouble.

The Chaos Sea was far more dangerous than imagined. When traveling forward, the chaotic energy around one's body felt like being entangled in a swamp. Every ten thousand miles taken consumed spiritual energy comparable to flying ten thousand miles in the outside world.

What's even more troublesome is that after leaving the primordial world, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is completely cut off, and the true essence in the body cannot be replenished once it's used up.

This might not be a problem for sages, as they are capable of transforming chaos into spiritual energy.

However, Zhou Yi had not yet attained sainthood, so he could only increase his escape speed, letting his robes flutter in the chaotic currents, and pursue at full speed following the faint senses.

Although a quasi-saint level expert like Zhou Yi cannot convert chaotic energy, every bit of true essence he uses is a bit less.

Fortunately, I had planned ahead for this trip to the Chaos Sea and carried life-extending elixirs with me, so I wasn't worried about exhausting myself.

He had only been traveling through the chaotic mist for a short while, still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the Roc's lair, when he was suddenly startled by a violent energy tremor coming from afar.

Following the direction of the fluctuations, the outline of a dark shadow gradually emerged in the field of vision, obscuring the sky.

"Is this an extraterrestrial demon or a chaotic god-demon?" Zhou Yi muttered to himself, narrowing his eyes.

Thanks to the Grand Master Miaole who had given him a crash course beforehand, this information was obtained from the Sage Taiqing, since even the Sage's chief disciple had never actually set foot in the Chaos Sea.