Primordial Era: Exceptional Comprehension, Destroying Buzhou Mountain at the Start

Chapter 17 Golden Crow Transforms into Phoenix: A Crude Framing, Identifying Luo Lian, Turning a Blind Eye, Weakening All Living Beings

Because of the opportunity of Nirvana Phoenix Nest, Di Jun and Tai Yi were able to undergo Nirvana along with the Nirvana Divine Fire. Through repeated Nirvanas, the essence of their three-legged golden crows was imprinted with the aura and bloodline of the Phoenix Clan.

The current Di Jun and Tai Yi, judging from their appearance, can no longer be called three-legged golden crows. Their golden feathers have transformed into golden phoenix feathers. Their iconic three legs have now become one phoenix claw and two golden crow claws. In addition, there are many other subtle changes. Making them now seem like a combination of a phoenix and a three-legged golden crow.

Having transformed again, their origins will undoubtedly undergo a qualitative change, and they have no idea what they will become in the future.

The Phoenix Ancestor paused for a moment, then said, "Since you are about to take human form, I will give you a task. This task is known only to you brothers and must not be told to outsiders. Furthermore, you must swear an oath to obey my orders without question."

"Hiss... Ancestor, what exactly is this mission that has us all so serious?" Di Jun was astonished, never expecting that the Phoenix Ancestor would be so serious.

The Phoenix Ancestor remained silent for a long time, his eyes seemingly filled with many thoughts, before finally saying, "I sense in the depths of my being that the avian race is nearing its end and decline. Alas... I cannot say more. You only need to follow my orders."

As if sighing, or perhaps sensing something, the Phoenix Ancestor assigned certain special tasks to Dijun and Tai-yi.

Di Jun and Tai Yi listened intently, their expressions growing increasingly astonished and incredulous. But since the Phoenix Ancestor had made this decision, they had no choice but to comply.

Of course, only the three of them knew the specific orders given by the Phoenix Ancestor.

Leaving aside Di Jun and Tai Yi, Di Qing has gained a lot in the present.

With many patriarchs fallen, the remaining patriarchs were filled with apprehension and huddled together for their own safety. However, Emperor Qing's discourse on the Dao changed the tense atmosphere, ultimately transforming it into a grand Dao discussion.

Di Qing gained countless insights and cultivation methods from this, and also created many cultivation methods with his wisdom. Di Qing was very clear that with his current wisdom and accumulation, he could gradually perfect some of the cultivation systems that he had been struggling to improve.

Di Qing was receiving a baptism of wisdom, but the discussion instantly dissipated as a group of cultivators stormed into the Daoist arena.

Upon seeing the cultivators who had barged into the dojo, the many elders exchanged glances, their expressions subtly grave: "You..."

"Dingqian pays respects to all the venerable ancestors." Dingqian, this cultivator, was neither humble nor arrogant, but his eyes were filled with anger and hatred, and his aura was chaotic, as if he had just survived a great battle. He knelt on both knees and shouted, "Dingqian is unwilling to accept the tragic death of my master, Ancestor Yaoguang, and wants to find the murderer and seek revenge. So I have gathered a few fellow cultivators who have had the same experience as me to go out together to search for clues."

"Relying on the remnants of our respective masters, we found the places where they perished. We discovered traces of the Scaled Armor Clan at their final resting place, and even found dragon scales within them."

"It is clear that the death of our master was caused by the Scaled Armor Clan, and by the Ancestral Dragon. We implore all the patriarchs to avenge our master."

Ding Qian knelt down and kowtowed, pleading with the many elders and begging them to avenge him.

Such remarks and such a scene instantly shocked all the cultivators. Di Qing also frowned slightly, indicating that this matter could not be believed.

"How is this possible! Fellow Daoist Yaoguang and the others were actually killed by the Scaled Armor Clan. How could this be? Why would the Scaled Armor Clan do such a thing?" Ancestor Hongru immediately expressed his disbelief. They had discussed this before. Given the current situation of the Scaled Armor Clan, they would not be idle enough to kill Kunlun cultivators.

The same was true of Ancestor Hongwu; he clenched his fists and said, "Such news is unbelievable."

Upon hearing this, Ding Qian immediately took out numerous scales of the Scaled Armor Clan, and even the shattered remains of a dragon: "These were all found at the place where my Venerable Bi fell."

Upon seeing the scales of the Scaled Clan and the remains of the Dragon Clan, many of the elders fell silent.

But the elders weren't stupid either. Seeing such scales and dragon corpses, they were even less inclined to believe it: "Although there are scales and dragon corpses, how many dragons are there? It's too easy for some to have perished abroad and then be used to frame others."

"How can we believe such a crude attempt to frame someone?" Many of the elders remained unconvinced. They all believed in their own wisdom.

Ding Qian, unwilling to accept this, wanted to say something. But at this moment, the reclusive Dong Wang Gong stepped forward: "Esteemed seniors, I still haven't found the place where my master, Ancestor Cang Qiong, perished. But even if you say the Scaled Armor Clan secretly killed my master, I won't believe it. It's not that I look down on the Scaled Armor Clan, but with their strength, it's simply impossible for them to kill my Venerable Bi Zun silently. I suggest we seek out the Scaled Armor Clan and ask them what really happened."

Compared to the Eastern King Duke, this Dingqian Daoist seemed much more naive. Many of the elders also turned their attention to him, agreeing with the Eastern King Duke's words.

Clearly, they were also filled with doubt. Perhaps they should ask Zu Long.

Thinking of this, the Yin-Yang Ancestor murmured, "How about we make a trip to the Scaled Armor Clan?"

"Alright. Let's go!" Hongjun chimed in.

After some discussion, the Yin-Yang Ancestor, the Kongtong Ancestor, the Qiankun Ancestor, the Hongjun Ancestor, and many other ancestors, along with the Eastern King Duke and others, went to the Scaled Armor Clan to inquire about the truth.

Seeing this scene, Houtu quietly asked, "Diqing, this is such an exciting thing, should we go and take a look?"

Upon hearing this, Di Qing flicked Hou Tu on the forehead and said, "Aren't you worried about things not being chaotic enough? Have you forgotten the feud between our Wu Clan and the Dragon Clan? If we go with them, let alone whether we can get any information out of them, we'll be lucky if a fight doesn't break out."

Di Qing was speechless at the antics of Houtu. How could the Houtu Goddess of later generations be like this?

Unreliable.

Shaking his head and looking at the situation, his suspicions about himself became clearer.

Xuanming seemed to see through Di Qing's thoughts and secretly asked, "Di Qing, have you already guessed who the cultivator who hunted down so many ancestors is?"

Di Qing glanced at Xuan Ming with a meaningful look, nodded subtly, and transmitted his voice through his Qi: "If I'm not mistaken, all the strange things happening in the prehistoric world right now are Luo Lianqian's doing."

"How is this possible! Although Luo Lian is powerful, he is not powerful enough to kill these ancestors silently, right?" Xuan Ming was very shocked.

"Perhaps Luo Hou's cultivation and strength have greatly increased after he went into seclusion. Although this improvement is somewhat terrifying, things that seem impossible are often the truth." Di Qing was very serious and certain of his answer. After all, Di Qing knew about the conflict between the Dao and the Demonic Path that would occur in later generations.

However, Di Qing was also somewhat puzzled. Based on his memories of later generations, Luo Lian would only appear after the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity had occurred. But how much time had passed, and Luo Lian had already shown himself?

Di Qing was puzzled as to why Luo Lian had appeared ahead of schedule. Could it be that the battle between Dao and Demon was also about to begin earlier? Although Di Qing was puzzled, he did not voice his doubts. After all, even the elders would find it hard to believe such a thing if he did. Just like the dragon corpse that Ding Qian Daoist had brought out, it was clearly a crude frame-up.

Just as Di Qing had guessed, Hongjun Ancestor and his group left quickly and returned quickly.

There was no gain whatsoever. Zu Long refused to admit anything and instead refuted this crude accusation. Ding Qian Dao Ren remained unconvinced and still suspected it was the Scaled Armor Clan.

Hongjun and his companions believed it; with their intelligence, they could naturally see through the deception. However, Hongjun and his group brought new information: the cultivators who had silently perished this time included not only numerous patriarchs, but also many scale-armored cultivators and...

The strongest among birds.

This bizarre situation only adds to the mystery.

Di Qing remained indifferent to this, merely discussing the Dao with familiar fellow Daoists before taking his leave.

After returning to Buzhou Land, Di Qing did not rush into seclusion to cultivate.

Instead, Di Qing issued an order: "No one belonging to my Wu tribe, nor to any of the beasts, may leave Buzhou Land without my command!"

"Di Qing, are you worried that the prehistoric world is about to descend into chaos?" Upon hearing Di Qing's words after he returned, Di Jiang and the other ancestral witches came over and couldn't help but ask.

Di Qing nodded seriously: "I believe that the chaos in the prehistoric world is all due to Luo Lian. As for what Luo Lian is actually planning, I don't know. But since Luo Lian dares to do this, he must have his own scheme. So for the next few years, we should stay safely in Buzhou and see what Luo Lian is up to. Then, our Wu Clan will make a decision."

"Luo Lian, is it really Luo Lian?" Xuan Ming asked rhetorically.

"Besides him, I can't think of any other cultivator. You know, in the current prehistoric world, apart from some hidden ancient beings, there are only so many visible strongmen. But now, eliminating many doubts, it can only be Luo Lian." Di Qing's tone was calm, convinced that it was Luo Lian.

"Since you're so certain it's Luo Lian, Di Qing, why didn't you inform the other elders when you were in Kunlun? Perhaps..."

Houtu asked in return.

"Tell them what to do?"

Di Qing countered Hou Tu's question, then looked at the numerous ancestral witches and solemnly said, "Remember me, we are the Witch Clan, I am the patriarch of the Witch Clan, and everything I do is centered on the Witch Clan. If I were to tell the ancestors of my doubts, let alone whether they would believe me, even if they did, what benefit would it bring to our Witch Clan?"

"Since there's no benefit to it, we might as well watch Luo Lian stir up trouble in the primordial world from behind, causing it to fight and kill each other, thus weakening ourselves. We, the Wu Clan, can simply sit firmly in Buzhou and watch them fight and weaken each other."

"After all, if the Witch Clan wants to become strong, there is not only one way to do so, but also another way to do so, which is to weaken the enemy. Weakening the enemy will also benefit our Witch Clan."

(End of this chapter)