Primordial Era: From the Creation Lotus to the First Disciple of the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 128 The Human Race Emerges from the East Sea

The internal structure of the human race was initially established, with orderly ethics and a vigorous vitality.

The pioneering and exploratory spirit, which had been suppressed for millennia under the protection of the Holy Mother, suddenly burst forth like spring grass that had accumulated strength over thousands of years.

With the coordination and support of the nine ministers, groups of highly skilled martial artists began to gather.

Most of them are top figures who have entered the Martial Soul Realm, condensed their own martial arts essence, and whose strength is comparable to that of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, or are outstanding individuals in the Martial Domain Realm or Martial Immortal Realm.

They bid farewell to their familiar tribes and relatives, their eyes resolute, their blood surging like dragons, each leading an elite force ranging from dozens to hundreds.

Like a flood bursting its banks, they began cautiously and systematically stepping beyond the invisible protective barrier of the East China Sea coast.

Qinglian sensed all of this but did not stop this surging outward force.

He knew that true strength could not be achieved through captivity, but through trials and tribulations, and through bloodshed and fire.

He simply used his vast divine sense to encompass the entire situation, silently observing the movements of each team.

They also quietly laid out more mysterious spatial beacons at several main exits of the formation, so that they could sense and provide assistance immediately if any team encountered annihilation.

Through the three ancestors and nine ministers, his admonition was clearly and calmly conveyed to the ears of every leader who went out: "The primordial wilderness is vast and fraught with danger. This journey is to lay the foundation for the human race for ten thousand generations, and also to hone your martial skills."

Caution is paramount; proceed cautiously step by step. In the event of unforeseen circumstances, self-preservation is of utmost importance. Retreat immediately into the main formation and do not act recklessly.

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The path of pioneering is destined to be paved with bones and blood.

What they first encountered were the perils that were everywhere in the primordial land—fierce and unintelligent monsters, poisonous insects and miasma, and—the monster tribes that had already developed intelligence and lived in their own territory.

In a primeval forest filled with ancient trees and miasma, a hundred-person pioneering team led by "Yue," a martial arts master, inadvertently stumbled into the territory of a group of "Ferocious Leopard" demons.

These demons resemble ferocious leopards, have five tails, a single, menacing horn, and can spew black smoke that corrodes the soul. They are as fast as lightning and are cruel and bloodthirsty.

The leading leopard demon was a Taiyi demon immortal who had cultivated for over ten thousand years, exuding a chilling demonic aura and a menacing presence.

The skirmish broke out instantly!

The human warriors remained calm in the face of danger, and the battle formation they quickly formed roared with energy, creating a scorching furnace-like domain. Fists, palm prints, and leg shadows crisscrossed, barely managing to block the ferocious leopard demon horde's storm-like attack.

Yue roared, and his martial arts true form, as majestic as a mountain, suddenly appeared behind him. He threw a punch, simple and unadorned, yet containing terrifying power capable of shattering mountains and splitting the earth. The air exploded, directly blasting the few ferocious leopard demons at the forefront into a cloud of blood mist!

However, the Taiyi Realm leopard demon was exceptionally cunning. It did not confront Yue head-on, but moved through the forest like a ghost, specifically targeting martial artists at the edge of the battle formation or those who were slightly weaker.

Its claws gleamed with an eerie light. Each tear was accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of human warriors' protective qi and blood being forcibly broken, and a shrill scream. Limbs and severed arms flew up, and blood instantly stained the decaying leaves at their feet.

The battle was brief but brutal.

In the end, Yue endured a sneak attack from the leopard demon, suffering a deep, bone-revealing wound on his back. He then used his Mountain Martial Spirit to deliver a selfless blow, finally managing to severely injure and force the Taiyi leopard demon back.

Upon seeing this, the surviving ferocious leopard demon let out a resentful roar, picked up the corpse of its companion and the wounded demon king, and quickly fled into the depths of the dense forest.

As the smoke cleared, only mottled bloodstains and craters remained on the spot.

Yue's face was pale. He suppressed his injuries and counted the number of people. Of the hundred elite warriors he had brought, nearly thirty had been lost!

Most of the corpses were mutilated, and the scene was horrific.

With tears in their eyes, the survivors silently collected their companion's body and carefully cremated it on the spot with martial arts fire. They then carefully placed the ashes into a specially made pottery jar, preparing to take it back to their ancestral home for burial.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood and a sense of tragic grandeur.

Similar scenes unfolded repeatedly along different pioneering routes.

The conflicts that broke out with the human race were mostly among the demon tribes that were not directly under the Heavenly Court's organization and were scattered throughout the mountains, rivers, and marshes of the prehistoric world.

Whether driven by a strong sense of territory, an instinct that has persisted for countless millennia to prey on weak creatures, or a desire for the pure and vigorous blood and energy of human warriors honed through countless trials, their battles are almost inevitable.

However, a very subtle and thought-provoking phenomenon is:

No matter how intense the border conflicts were, and even though news of human martial spirit realm experts repeatedly killing, severely injuring, or even annihilating entire demon tribes was reported, the demon heavenly court never dispatched a truly regular army to wipe them out. Not even a demon saint at the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal had ever personally intervened.

Occasionally, scattered demons would flee to the Heavenly Court's territory to plead their case, but they would mostly receive vague or even perfunctory instructions such as "strictly guard your own territory and do not provoke others" or "deal with it as you see fit."

Inside the Lingxiao Palace in the Thirty-Three Heavens, it wasn't that they were truly unaware of this.

Donghuang Taiyi repeatedly brought up this matter with a gloomy expression, his tone filled with murderous intent: "Brother! Those human ants, relying on Nuwa's name, have become increasingly arrogant! They dare to repeatedly slaughter my demon race's sons and daughters!"

If they are not punished, what face will our Heavenly Court have left? Perhaps my brother should send a demon saint with a heavenly army to crush their so-called pioneering team, so they will know the immensity of heaven and earth!

Emperor Jun sat high on the throne, his fingers unconsciously tapping the armrests, golden light swirling in his eyes, revealing his inner turmoil.

He finally shook his head slowly, his tone solemn and helpless: "Calm down. The Dao Ancestor's decree still rings in our ears: no great war is to be waged within thirty thousand years." That's the first point. The second, and most crucial, point is the attitude of the Goddess Nuwa—unfathomable.

Although she disregards the affairs of the Heavenly Court, the human race was ultimately created by her own hands, and she even bestowed upon the Azure Lotus a magical artifact to arrange a marriage between humans—the implications of which are too profound to ignore. If we rashly dispatch a large army to suppress them, and if we mishandle the situation and anger the Sage—the consequences will be far beyond what we can bear.

For now—let them run wild for a few more days. Issue orders to all my demon tribes to tighten their defenses for the time being, avoiding conflict unless absolutely necessary, and even if conflict occurs, keep it at the level of "tribal feuds."

Thus, under this strange tacit understanding and restraint, friction on the border between humans and demons was confined to a "local" area.

Within the range of "low intensity".

While the casualties were heartbreaking, they were strangely still within the "normal" range that the human race could bear, and even use to hone the warriors.

This invisibly provides a fragile yet real protective umbrella for the expansion and development of the human race.

Besides the demon race, the human warriors who were pioneering the wilderness inevitably came into contact with the witch race, another major overlord of the prehistoric world.

Initial encounters are often fraught with misunderstandings and tension, stemming primarily from direct competition for survival resources.

On a vast plain lush with vegetation and meandering rivers, a human hunting party discovered dozens of enormous...

The "One-Horned Rhinoceros" has flesh imbued with spiritual energy and is highly beneficial for martial artists' body tempering.

They expended enormous effort, setting traps and launching a coordinated attack, and were on the verge of successfully hunting down the prey.

Suddenly, the earth trembled violently, and a group of burly, towering warriors, clad only in simple animal hides and exuding a fierce, dragon-like aura, roared as they charged from the horizon. They had clearly also set their sights on the plump rhinoceroses for their tribe's dinner.

The two sides could not communicate verbally, and the Wu tribe acted directly and domineeringly. The leading Wu warrior waved his hand and was about to drive the humans forward to seize their prey.