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

"Di Jun and Tai Yi? They're nothing but scaled, feathered beasts who inherited a few blessings from the Sun Star! How can they be compared to me, the Dao Ancestor, the rightful ruler of all immortals?"

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches? A bunch of brutes who only know brute force and are ignorant of the ways of heaven! So what if they have the bloodline of Pangu? To disobey the decrees of the Dao Ancestor is to defy the heavens!"

Such outrageous words were often uttered by the Eastern King, spreading throughout the primordial world.

In a conflict over the innate Gengjin mine, he relied on the power of his dragon-headed cane to injure a highly regarded demon saint of the demon court, and openly declared: "This is the land of the immortal court. How dare these demon beasts lay a finger on it? Retreat at once, or don't blame me, the immortal leader, for acting on behalf of Heaven, informing the Dao Ancestor, and unleashing heavenly punishment!"

When the news reached the Sun Star Demon Court, Emperor Jun, who sat atop the Lingxiao Palace, had a somber expression.

The illusory images of the Hetu and Luoshu in his hand slowly rotated, revealing a world of blood and destruction! Donghuang Taiyi held the Chaos Bell in his arms, his eyes as cold as ten thousand years of ice, and the true fire of the sun rose uncontrollably around him, scorching and distorting the void!

"Brother, this Dongwanggong... he truly doesn't know his own mortality!"

Taiyi's voice was like the clang of metal on metal, containing overwhelming killing intent. "A mere makeshift group that relies on the name of the Dao Ancestor dares to repeatedly provoke my demon race? They even insult my brothers! If we don't crush them completely, where is the dignity of my demon court? How can the myriad demons of the primordial world submit?"

Di Jun's eyes flashed with golden light, and a cold smile appeared on his majestic face: "Taiyi, calm down. This scoundrel is arrogant and deserves to die! However, he was personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor. If we kill him directly, we may displease the Dao Ancestor."

He lightly touched the Hetu and Luoshu diagrams with his fingers, causing the star charts to swirl: "Doesn't he, Dongwanggong, claim to be the 'Celestial Leader,' wanting to rule over all immortals and establish order? Then let him be completely exposed before the eyes of all living beings in the primordial world! Let everyone see just how utterly worthless this 'Celestial Leader,' and his so-called Celestial Court, truly are!"

"Issue the decree of the Demon Emperor!" Di Jun's voice suddenly turned stern, resounding throughout the entire Lingxiao Palace, causing the celestial energy to tremble.

"Dongwanggong, under the guise of the Dao Ancestor, has committed unjust acts! He has oppressed the rogue cultivators of the primordial world, forcibly occupied blessed lands and grotto-heavens, and repeatedly provoked our race, injuring demon saints and insulting the demon emperor! His first crime is usurpation of the Dao; his second crime is the harming of living beings; and his third crime is contempt for the Heavenly Court!"

"The Celestial Court is a den of filth and depravity, gathering rebellious cultivators from the primordial world with the intention of overthrowing the order of heaven and earth! Their actions deserve punishment, and their hearts should be annihilated!"

"Today, our Demon Clan Heavenly Court, upholding the will of Heaven, in order to purify the universe and restore order, has dispatched a million heavenly soldiers and a thousand generals, personally led by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, to punish the traitorous Eastern King Duke, flatten Zifu Continent, and destroy the false Immortal Court! This is to serve as a warning to others and to demonstrate the might of our Demon Court!"

"The Demon Emperor is wise! Crush the Celestial Court! Raise the might of Heaven!" The ten Demon Saints and countless Demon Gods roared in unison in the hall, their voices shaking the heavens and earth. The demonic energy was like tangible smoke rising straight into the chaos!

The Demon Court's proclamation to attack the Immortal Court spread like thunder from the heavens, instantly reaching every corner of the primordial world!

Inside the Pangu Palace of the Wu Clan, the twelve Ancestral Witches gathered. Houtu recounted in detail what she had seen and heard at Zixiao Palace and the situation in the primordial world.

"Hmph! That scoundrel Dongwanggong is a clown who jumps around like a frog in a raging fire. He deserves to die!" Gonggong's python head was raised in anger, his tone full of disdain.

"The Demon Court's actions, ostensibly to quell rebellion, are in reality a means to establish its authority! Making an example of them is ultimately aimed at my Witch Clan!"

Dijiang's figure, crimson like cinnabar fire, spoke in a deep voice, the space around him slightly folding.

"Let them fight like dogs! It would be best if they both suffered heavy losses!" Zhu Rong's red hair was like wildfire, and the raging flames in his eyes danced.

"Indeed, our clan will remain inactive, observing the situation. We will intensify our training of the Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, accumulating strength!"

Houtu finally made her decision, her brows furrowing with even deeper worry. The path to the primordial spirit of the Wu tribe that she sought remained elusive.

The Celestial Court of Purple Mansion Continent is now in complete chaos! The proclamation has arrived, and the people are devastated!

Those once arrogant celestial officials and generals were now ashen-faced and filled with dread. They finally realized that they hadn't latched onto a powerful patron, but rather a red-hot iron!

"Immortal Leader! Immortal Leader! The demon army has emerged from the Thirty-Three Heavens, personally led by Donghuang Taiyi, and is marching menacingly towards the East Sea! What... what should we do?!"

A celestial general with the cultivation level of Taiyi Golden Immortal rushed into the celestial palace of the Eastern King Duke, his voice trembling with sobs.

The Eastern King Duke sat high on his throne, his face deathly pale. His hand, gripping the dragon-headed staff, trembled slightly as he forced himself to remain calm: "Panic...what's the panic! I, the Immortal Chief, am personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor as the head of all male immortals! I command all immortals! How dare Di Jun and Tai Yi act like this? It must be a bluff! Quickly...quickly gather the immortal soldiers and generals, and set up a defensive formation! I, the Immortal Chief, will personally wield the dragon-headed staff, drawing upon the divine might of the Dao Ancestor to repel the enemy outside Zi Fu Continent!"

However, his orders were ignored. Panic spread like wildfire throughout the Celestial Court.

Those rogue cultivators who had attached themselves to them now showed none of the respect they had shown when "paying tribute."

They quickly gathered their valuables, transforming into streaks of light, and fled Zifu Continent in panic before the demon army arrived! When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter; when the wall collapses, everyone pushes it down! The vast celestial court was almost deserted overnight, leaving only the Eastern King Duke and his few loyal followers, as well as some low-ranking celestial servants who couldn't escape in time, trembling in the empty palace complex.

At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, inside the Taiqing Palace.

Lao Tzu, who was in seclusion to comprehend the primordial purple energy, had a heart as still as a well, but it was as if a pebble had been thrown in, causing a slight ripple.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze seemingly piercing through the Kunlun Barrier, seeing the impending bloodshed on the shores of the East Sea, seeing the Eastern King Duke who had brought disaster upon himself through arrogance and ignorance, and seeing the Demon Court that was seizing the opportunity to establish its authority and sharpening its knives.

"The aura of calamity has arisen, and ominous clouds are gathering."

Lao Tzu's indifferent voice echoed in the empty palace, carrying a hint of knowing the secrets of heaven: "The Celestial Court... its fate is sealed. The Eastern King Duke... has only himself to blame."

Inside the Jade Purity Palace, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable's majestic face showed neither sorrow nor joy, only a clear understanding of the workings of the Heavenly Dao: "Those whose virtue does not match their position will surely suffer calamity. Is the name of the Dao Ancestor a protective talisman? This is self-destruction."

Inside the Shangqing Palace, the Tongtian Sect Leader, holding the Qingping Sword, curled a sharp smile: "Heh, well done! This kind of trash is just an eyesore! It'll be good to let those two birds, Dijun and Taiyi, stretch their muscles and stop them from staring at my Kunlun all day long!"

Deep within the Qingyu Dao Palace, Qinglian, who was focused on breaking through to the late stage of the Great Luo realm, was also disturbed by a sudden, dense aura of bloodlust and resentment!

The auspicious clouds above his head spontaneously activated, their light surging, causing the descending light curtain to tremble slightly! He frowned slightly; although he had not completely emerged from his meditative state, a sense of alarm had quietly crept into his mind.

The rain is coming from the wind!

The first act of the Primordial Lich War—the War to Destroy the Celestial Court—was ignited by the deafening roar of the Chaos Bell that tore through the heavens by Donghuang Taiyi, thus beginning a bloody prelude!

Kunlun, this sacred mountain, still stands on the edge of the storm, silently accumulating strength, observing the evolution of this chessboard of heaven and earth.

The secluded cultivation of Qinglian and her disciples also entered a more crucial stage amidst the turbulent calamity energy sweeping across the primordial world.