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

At the summit of Kunlun, time seems to be frozen by the pervasive, pure, and sacred Taoist atmosphere.

The three Dao Palaces, like slumbering behemoths, exhale and exhale vast primordial spiritual energy, and the supreme holy path nurtured within them is quietly undergoing a transformation.

Inside the Azure Jade Palace, Qinglian sat cross-legged on a futon, with auspicious clouds of heaven above her head casting countless rays of light. Her magical power surged like a galaxy, and her aura became increasingly profound and vast under the operation of the Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Technique.

The top-grade innate spiritual sword named "Qingping" hung in front of him, its sword intent surging and interacting with his primordial spirit, constantly sharpening its edge.

Within the stone chamber on the mountainside, the faint sounds of wind and thunder could be heard. Sun Wuzhen, clad in golden chainmail, wearing lotus-silk cloud-walking boots, a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown, and wielding the Ruyi Iron Staff, was fully engaged in comprehending the "Nine Revolutions Wind and Thunder Battle Technique" bestowed upon him by his ancestral master, Tongtian.

With the support of top-tier armor and divine weapons, the combat power of a late-stage Golden Immortal soars.

The master and disciple were so engrossed in their progress on the path of cultivation that they were completely unaware that outside of Kunlun Mountain, on that vast and boundless primordial land, the winds were rising and clouds were swirling, and murderous intent was lurking, gradually sliding into the abyss of a calamity!

The three lectures at Zixiao Palace, the divine appointment of saints, and the return of the primordial purple energy to their respective masters—this seemed like a signal, a clarion call for the beginning of a new era, and it also ignited the ambitions of the top powers in the primordial world to expand and contend for supremacy.

The sun's light was more intense than ever before, like a giant torch hanging high in the primordial wilderness.

After thoroughly refining the Hetu Luoshu and the Chaos Bell and stabilizing their Quasi-Saint cultivation, the Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi swiftly united the billions of demons who had pledged allegiance to them! Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, a majestic and imposing "Demon Court," forged from star divine gold and solar true fire, rose from the ground, ruling over the stars of the heavens! Its imposing presence and fortune surged upwards like oil being boiled in a raging fire, stirring up the winds and clouds of the nine heavens.

Although Kunpeng harbored resentment due to the loss of his seat and the grudge against Hongyun, he had no choice but to submit to the absolute strength of Dijun and Taiyi and the greater good of the demon race. He used his wisdom and speed to rule over all the demons and became an indispensable strategist and sharp weapon for the demon court.

Countless intelligent spirits and demons, whether scaled, beasts, or birds, considered it an honor to join the Demon Court. The power of the demon race expanded wildly like a snowball, their demonic aura permeating billions of miles of mountains and rivers, and wherever they went, all living beings trembled in fear.

Around Mount Buzhou, the evil aura of the Pangu Palace soared into the sky!

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches did not personally go to Zixiao Palace, they brought back vague warnings about the Great Tribulation and the Sainthood through Houtu. The warlike genes and instinctive sense of crisis in the bloodline of the Witch Clan were fully activated!

The twelve tribes, having prepared for war, expanded their hunting grounds outwards from the Pangu Temple like an iron torrent.

The mighty generals Xing Tian, ​​Kua Fu, Xiang Liu, Feng Bo, and Yu Shi, along with hundreds of millions of Wu tribe warriors, resonated with the mountains and rivers, practicing the prototype of the world-destroying Du Tian Shen Sha Grand Formation!

Each drill caused the earth to tremble and turbid air to surge, forming a terrifying area where no living thing could survive.

They do not cultivate their primordial spirit, but only refine their physical body and bloodline supernatural powers. Their individual combat strength is incomparably strong, and they are further enhanced by the continuous supply of the earth's turbid energy, forming a pure and violent power that makes all races in the prehistoric world tremble with fear!

The territory of the Witch Clan was as solid as a rock, and with an overwhelming momentum, it continued to push outwards, inevitably colliding with the expansionist edge of the Demon Court, and the friction deepened day by day.

Between these two behemoth powers, a seemingly dazzling but actually fragile force—the Celestial Court—rose like a mirage built on quicksand.

On the shores of the East China Sea, on Zifu Island, celestial light lingers and auspicious clouds abound.

Holding the dragon-headed cane bestowed by the Dao Ancestor, and with a dazzling halo of "Head of Male Immortals" above his head, Dongwanggong was full of vigor and high spirits!

After returning from Zixiao Palace, he used the supreme golden signboard of the Dao Ancestor's decree to recruit rogue cultivators from the prehistoric world on a large scale.

He proclaimed that the Celestial Court was the legitimate successor of the Dao Ancestor and the maintainer of the primordial order. Joining the Celestial Court would grant one the Dao Ancestor's protection and allow one to share in the resources of destiny.

The title of "personally bestowed by the Dao Ancestor" held an irresistible allure among the rogue cultivators at the bottom and middle levels of the prehistoric world!

Countless Xuanxian, Jinxian, and even a few Taiyi Jinxian rogue cultivators, struggling to survive between the two major powers of Wu and Yao, flocked to Zifu Continent like a swarm of locusts crossing a river.

The Celestial Court expanded rapidly in a short period of time, with palaces and pavilions standing tall, and celestial maidens and warriors shuttling about. On the surface, it was a magnificent and prosperous place, filled with celestial music and a scene of "orthodox primordial prosperity".

For a time, the primordial land seemed to have formed a tripartite balance of power between the Demon Court, the Witch Clan, and the Immortal Court.

However, this seemingly delicate balance is fragile and easily broken in the eyes of the true primordial giants, and even somewhat comical!

The Celestial Court's fatal weakness is known to almost everyone, but the Eastern King Duke, who calls himself the "Celestial Leader," is immersed in that illusory glory and cannot extricate himself.

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Firstly, high-end combat power is almost non-existent. The vast majority of those who have joined the Celestial Court are rogue cultivators who live in constant fear under the shadow of the Lich Wars and are only looking for a safe haven.

The truly top-tier powerhouses, such as Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun (who became even more reclusive after obtaining the Primordial Purple Qi), and Styx Ancestor, are either carefree and have stable Daoist temples.

They were either cunning and calculating, or they simply disdained to join this celestial court, which was all show and no substance and had no real foundation.

In the entire Celestial Court, apart from the Eastern King Duke himself, who could barely exert the deterrent power of an early Quasi-Saint with his dragon-headed cane, there wasn't even a single expert in the late-stage of a Great Luo Golden Immortal who could stand alone!

The so-called immortal generals and officials are mostly just Taiyi Golden Immortals or Golden Immortals putting on a show.

Compared to the ten renowned and powerful demon saints of the Demon Court, and the top great witches of the Witch Clan (such as Xing Tian and Kua Fu) with their strong physiques and ability to fight against heaven and earth, the combat power of the Immortal Court's high-level members was simply worlds apart and utterly insignificant.

Secondly, the crowd is a motley crew with a lack of cohesion. Ninety-nine percent of these rogue cultivators joined the Celestial Court for the title of "protection of the Dao Ancestor" and the potential to share in the fortune and resources. Each had their own agenda, with many opportunists and few loyalists.

They may enjoy the offerings of the Celestial Court and act arrogantly in ordinary times, but if they were to encounter a life-or-death battle like the one between the Lich King and the Demon King, expecting them to risk their lives and fight valiantly for the Celestial Court is simply wishful thinking!

Within the Celestial Court, factions were scattered, infighting and power struggles were rampant, and management was chaotic.

It was far less hierarchical, lawful, and strictly enforced than the Demon Court;

It is far inferior to the Wu tribe, which is bound by blood ties, shares the same origin, and is united in purpose.

How can a disorganized group withstand a violent storm?

Thirdly, and most fatally, was the arrogance, ignorance, and strategic misjudgment of the Eastern King!

He was completely blinded by the empty title of "Head of Male Immortals" and misinterpreted the appointment by the Dao Ancestor as a supreme authority that placed him above Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and even the Twelve Ancestral Witches!

Instead of focusing on low-key development, consolidating his foundation, and accumulating strength, he was blinded by the false prosperity.

He dispatched celestial officials everywhere, under the guise of "maintaining the order of the primordial world" and "monitoring the four directions," to forcibly demand that those celestial mountains, caves, and blessed lands without powerful backers "pay tribute" of spiritual materials and treasures to the Celestial Court.

Even more foolishly, he actually dared to interfere in the resource struggle that broke out between the Lich and Demon races on the fringes of their respective spheres of influence!

They attempted to mediate, arbitrate, or even favor one side by claiming to be "ordained by the Daoist patriarch."

This behavior is tantamount to showing off in front of two enraged ancient beasts. Not only will it fail to establish authority, it will also completely expose the Celestial Court's outward strength but inner weakness, and at the same time, it will draw the wrath of the two great overlords of the prehistoric world to itself!

The undercurrents of the primordial world are already surging and gathering beneath the seemingly glorious bubble of the Celestial Court.

The deadly intent of the Great Calamity is quietly locking onto this most vulnerable link. The pure and holy Daoist aura of Kunlun cannot shield it from the bloody storm that is about to sweep across the world.