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

Chapter 41: Plundering the Supreme Treasures, the Three Treasures of Creation, All Belong to the Witch Clan, Hongjun's Tragic Lament

Before Di Qing and the other cultivators could observe the Great Dao River any further, the endless darkness dissipated, and the Great Dao River vanished along with it.

For a moment, Di Qing felt a sense of loss and regret. But deep down, Di Qing sensed that the Great Dao River was all around him, in every corner of the primordial world, but unfortunately, no one could see it.

Silence, endless silence.

At this moment, Di Qing was still lost in the long river of the Great Dao and could not come back to his senses.

It seems everyone has forgotten that the great war is over and the Luo Lian has fallen. They've also forgotten the consequences of Luo Hou's self-destruction and the damage it caused to the West.

After a long while, Di Qing finally came to his senses and looked at the western land, which was desolate and barren. He saw that the place that Luo Hou had refined into a demonic land had been completely annihilated. What remained was an unfathomable abyss. Or rather, it was as if a third of the western land had been taken away.

In addition, the endless mountains and rivers and blessed lands of the Western Lands were also razed to the ground and turned into endless fragments and dust covering the earth with Luo Lian's self-destruction.

Furthermore, the numerous ancestral dragon veins scattered in the west, as well as the dragon veins themselves, were also annihilated in this event. They transformed into endless, dissipating spiritual energy, creating storms that swept across the heavens and earth.

Unfortunately, nothing before him could arouse much surprise in Di Qing. Indeed, having witnessed the Great Dao River, everything else seemed ordinary.

Amidst the calm, Di Qing observed not only the destruction caused by Luo Lian's self-destruction, but also the cultivators who perished as a result.

Countless cultivators participated in this battle, but very few will survive. The first to be affected are the Kunlun Immortal Clan, the Beast Clan, and the Witch Clan under Emperor Qing's command.

Among them, the Wu tribe was enveloped by Di Qing's Qi Luck Technique, evolving into their True Forms. Therefore, they all survived along with Di Qing, albeit suffering severe injuries.

Among the Kunlun Immortal Clan, all 108 Immortal Lords, 72 Immortal Kings, and 36 Immortal Emperors have perished. Of the 18 Immortal Emperors, 6 survived, and 9 Immortal Venerables survived, but unfortunately, they were also severely injured and will be difficult to recover in the short term.

The Kunlun Immortal Clan, below the level of Immortal Lord, were almost entirely wiped out. The beast clan fared much the same; only a dozen or so powerful individuals, including Mo Lin, survived, while the rest perished.

It can be said that in this battle between the Dao and the Demon, as many as 99% of Di Qing's subordinates perished. Such a tragic sacrifice even made Di Qing gasp in shock.

Compared to Di Qing's forces, the situation in the Dao Alliance was even more dire. Apart from Hongjun, who survived, all the other ancestors had died.

Of the nearly one thousand ancestors, only Hongjun survived. Such a number of deaths is utterly tragic.

At this moment, the Ancestor Hongjun was deathly pale, his eyes were dim, and he was spitting blood. His body was covered in wounds from the Great Dao: "Dead, they're all dead. Only this old Daoist is left, I..."

The Dao Alliance and fellow Daoists of the past have all perished, leaving only Hongjun.

Hongjun was stunned, but so were the Ancestral Dragon and the Phoenix Ancestor. Ninety-nine percent of their scaled and avian clans had perished, roughly the same number as Di Qing's side.

The Ancestral Dragon and the Phoenix Ancestor also spoke with bitterness: "Years of accumulation and evolution, creating a vast race. Yet it has been wiped out in a single day, alas..."

The remaining cultivators, including Di Qing, were all filled with sorrow and grief. Too many of their subordinates had perished; it was truly unbearable.

But at that moment, a familiar, hoarse voice rang out, instantly alerting Di Qing. He roared with hatred, "Luo Lian, you're not dead yet!"

Yes, Luo Lian didn't die. He actually didn't die. Although he didn't die, only his true spirit remained: "You are still alive!"

"Hey. How come you're not dead? You..."

A hoarse, desolate roar, filled with resentment, emanated from Luo Kui's true spirit. Then, through the illusory form of his true spirit, Luo Kui saw the dazed Hongjun, and the now weakened and pale Di Qing and Zu Long...

"How did you do that? I destroyed myself, but I took with me a third of the West, the Immortal Slaughtering Array Diagram that melted the endless ancestral dragon veins, the Blood Pool that condensed the flesh and blood of countless living beings, my Primordial Body, and my cultivation that was infinitely close to Primordial. You..." Luo Lian looked at Di Qing and the Ancestral Dragon with disbelief, incredulity, and disbelief.

"Cough cough..." Di Qing coughed up blood, looking at Luo Lian's true spirit with the same horrified and incredulous gaze: "Shouldn't we be the ones wondering? How could your true spirit remain intact after such a self-destruction?"

"The lingering remnant of the Destruction God. This Luo Lian is a madman. As a primordial being, he refined the lingering remnant of the Chaos God, and he actually succeeded. Refining the lingering remnant of the Demon God actually made my true spirit immortal." Zu Long thought of something, his expression filled with ferocity. He gathered his remaining power and used the Dragon Gate to kill Luo Lian.

With a deafening boom, Luo Lian's true spirit, utterly powerless to resist, was instantly shattered and annihilated. However, after being annihilated, it only took a short while for the true spirit to regenerate.

"Hehehe... Ancestral Dragon, don't waste your energy. Having refined the remnant of the Demon God, my true spirit is like an indestructible radiance, impossible to extinguish. Haha, I won't die. As long as my true spirit remains, my demonic path still has a chance, and my path to becoming a Demon God will be repeated." Luo Hou seemed unaware that his true spirit possessed such an immortal characteristic, his wild laughter filled with longing for his future path.

Arrogant and insane—that perfectly describes Luo Lian now. The surviving cultivators, including Di Qing, exchanged glances, unable to contain Luo Kui's arrogance and wishing they could annihilate him completely. However, Luo Lian's true spirit was immortal, and they truly couldn't find a way to destroy him.

"Since it cannot be destroyed, then seal it!" After saying this, Di Qing took out the innate treasure, the Chaos Bell, and used it to suppress Luo Lian's true spirit.

Legend has it that at the dawn of creation, the Chaos Bell could suppress earth, fire, wind, and water. Now, with its resounding chimes, it has fallen upon Luo Lian's true spirit, making its suppression a simple matter. Luo Lian is currently powerless to resist, and can only watch as the Chaos Bell suppresses him.

Luo Lian showed no resistance to his suppression and future sealing. Instead, he said, "As long as you can't kill me, I have hope. Emperor Qing, Ancestral Dragon, Hongjun... and all living beings of the primordial world, don't give me a chance, or I will surely destroy this world and the primordial world to achieve my path and my chaotic demonic body."

With a roar, the Chaos Bell descended, instantly sealing Luo Lian inside, rendering him speechless and powerless to resist.

Di Qing retrieved the Chaos Bell, sensing the restless Luo Lian True Spirit within it, and sneered, "Don't worry, I won't give you a chance. I will suppress you under the Pangu Temple, or perhaps under Buzhou Mountain, so that you will never have a chance to resist again for all eternity. Unless the primordial world is destroyed, you will never be able to escape."

After saying that, he put away the Chaos Bell and put it into the fortune of the Wu Clan, first using the fortune to suppress it.

After suppressing Luo Lian, Di Qing looked at the endless, desolate land again, feeling the emptiness of heaven and earth, a sense of inexplicable loneliness, and the traces of the great battle here, as well as the endless fallen cultivators. For a moment, he felt a sense of lament.

But after only a moment of reflection, Di Qing's deep gaze turned to the battlefield, his eyes shifting: "The great battle is over, it's time to divide the spoils. Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin..."

As soon as Di Qing finished speaking, Di Jiang and his group, who had recovered somewhat, began to move. Instantly, they transformed into streaks of light and began traversing the western battlefield, scavenging all the resources they could find.

Although Luo Lian's final self-destruction obliterated a third of the western land and countless cultivators, many treasures still remained.

For example, the Taiji diagram of the Yin-Yang Ancestor, the Pangu Banner, and the Creation Jade Discs of many ancestors... These spiritual treasures, which have not been destroyed for some unknown reason, have all become ownerless.

Since it's unclaimed, whoever finds it owns it.

Di Jiang put away the Taiji Diagram, Zhu Jiuyin put away the Pangu Banner, and Di Qing even rolled up the Four Swords of Zhuxian, the God-Slaying Spear, and the tattered Black Lotus of Destruction…

Houtu found many Jade Tablets of Creation, while Zhurong abducted the Qiankun Cauldron…

In an instant, the Western lands, the Witch Clan, the Kunlun Immortal Clan, and the Beast Clan all began to plunder resources and treasures.

Hongjun, who was still immersed in grief, was astonished when he saw the actions of the Wu Clan: "What are you doing...?"

Ignoring Hongjun's astonishment, Di Qing accelerated his looting. Zu Long and the others also reacted and began looting as well. Many treasures that originally belonged to the scaled and flying races were taken back. Next, they looted the remaining treasures of the demonic cultivators and the Dao Alliance.

Hongjun grew even angrier upon seeing this: "These are all treasures of our Dao Alliance. How could you act so recklessly?"

Hongjun's roar was filled with resentment. But who cares about such resentment? Many of the Dao Alliance's ancestors had perished, and their remaining resources and treasures would belong to whoever obtained them.

Di Qing further warned, "Fellow Daoist Hongjun, although you are the only surviving ancestor in the Dao Alliance, it doesn't mean that the remnants of these fallen ancestral figures belong to you. These resources and treasures belong to whoever finds them. And even if you were given them all, could you protect them?"

"Moreover, back then I taught the Dao Alliance the Three Methods of Severing Dao. Many of the Dao Alliance's patriarchs also acknowledged that they owed me, Di Qing, a favor. Now that they have perished, let them repay the favor they owed with these treasures."

(End of this chapter)