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

The earth-shattering battle on the shores of the East China Sea, with its bloodshed and ferocity, is like a boulder thrown into the deep pool of the primordial world, its ripples quietly spreading.

With the help of the Taiji Diagram, Qinglian, possessing the treasures of the Three Immortal Islands, stabilized her own energy and, like a wisp of smoke drifting on the edge of a storm, silently moved away from the scorched sea shrouded in resentment and destruction.

He did not rush to explore the newly acquired remnant roots of the Chaotic Green Lotus, the Yellow Plum, and the Innate Bitter Bamboo, knowing that such treasures required quiet contemplation and careful nurturing.

When she sensed that the heart-pounding energy fluctuations of the East China Sea had been left far behind, and the aura of calamity permeating the world seemed to have thinned out a bit, Qinglian stopped her escape light deep in the clouds of an unnamed mountain.

With a slight thought, the Taiji diagram at the core of Qingyun slowly gathered the flowing Yin and Yang energies, and the invisible barrier that isolated the secrets of heaven and confused perception dissipated.

Qinglian reappeared in her physical form, standing atop the mountain, feeling the relatively peaceful spiritual energy of heaven and earth caressing her face. The tension in her heart, which had been taut from witnessing the tragic destruction of Zifu Continent, eased slightly.

"The great calamity has begun, and it is already so brutal... The Celestial Court has been destroyed, the demon race has been victorious but also wounded, and the witch race is eyeing us covetously. Where in this primordial land is there a pure land?"

Qinglian sighed inwardly, pondering the future of his own path and that of the Kunlun lineage with even greater weight. He knew that it was impossible to achieve the Great Dao by working in isolation; this journey—to experience the aura of tribulation, to temper his Dao heart, and to seek opportunities—was indispensable.

After a brief moment of rest, Qinglian set her sights on a new goal—the Wuyi Mountains in the southwestern wilderness!

Although this mountain was not as towering as Buzhou or Kunlun in the primordial world, it was still a place of outstanding natural beauty and was said to be a place where primordial pure energy gathered.

Qinglian's purpose in going there was twofold: first, to search for traces of the "Treasure-Falling Coin," a rare innate spiritual object that specifically counters magical treasures;

The second theory is that there may be a unique, pure, and spiritually profound innate spiritual root in the mountains, and the so-called ancestor of "tea," the mother tree of Da Hong Pao, may have been conceived here.

At that time, the concept of "tea" did not exist in the primordial world, but its effects of purifying the mind and aiding in enlightenment were of great benefit to spiritual practice.

With her mind made up, Qinglian lingered no longer, transforming into a streak of clear, misty light and speeding towards Wuyi Mountain.

He did not travel at full speed, but deliberately slowed down, spreading his divine sense to sense the changes in the mountains and rivers along the way, and to perceive the subtle influence of the aura of the Great Calamity on all living beings in the primordial world.

Wherever it went, the fighting between living beings increased significantly, and a sense of malevolence arose. Even some peaceful and sacred places were tainted with a sense of desolation.

A few days later, the undulating, cloud-shrouded outline of the Wuyi Mountains came into view.

The mountain is uniquely shaped, with towering peaks and abundant innate spiritual energy. Daoist charm flows among the clouds and mist, truly living up to its reputation.

Just as Qinglian was about to approach the main peak of Wuyi Mountain, a violent energy fluctuation and an angry dragon roar suddenly erupted from a valley in front of her, which was full of strange rocks and ancient trees!

Boom! Clang! Sizzle—!

A violent demonic aura soared into the sky, mixed with the ear-piercing clash of magical artifacts, the booming of exploding spells, and the roars of dragons filled with pain and defiance!

Qinglian frowned, and her divine sense swept across the battlefield in an instant.

In the valley, five figures were locked in fierce combat; to be precise, four figures were besieging one person!

The one being besieged was a young man dressed in a magnificent golden scale battle robe and with crystal-clear dragon horns on his head.

His face was handsome, but now it was as pale as paper, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and his golden dragon eyes burned with anger and a trace of barely concealed panic.

His cultivation level was around the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal. His body was filled with surging dragon energy, clearly indicating that he came from the orthodox dragon race and had pure bloodline.

He brandished a dragon-shaped sword that shone with a cold light. Dragon patterns danced on the blade, emitting clear and melodious dragon roars. It was a high-quality innate spiritual treasure—the Dragon Roar Sword!

A deep blue pearl hangs from his waist, emitting a soft, watery protective shield that barely blocks most attacks. It is also an innate spiritual treasure—the Water-Stabilizing Pearl!

He was standing on a pair of flying shuttles shrouded in clouds and mist, his movements were agile, and they were clearly treasures - the Cloud-Stepping Shuttles.

However, the four demons who attacked him were all fierce and menacing, with demonic energy soaring to the sky, and their cultivation was all at the mid-stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal!

The leader was a human with a wolf's head, fangs bared, wielding a long sword burning with a ghastly green demonic flame. Wherever the sword flashed, a foul stench filled the air, clearly indicating that it contained deadly poison!

The other was a hook-nosed man with wings sprouting from his ribs. He was extremely fast, and his claws were like hooks that tore through the air, with every move aimed at the young man's vital points!

The third was a burly giant with skin as hard as rock, wielding a massive hammer covered in spikes. His blows were so powerful that each strike caused the youth's protective aura to shake violently!

The last one was a bewitching woman. With a flick of her fingers, countless strange pink threads wrapped around the young man, carrying a vicious power that could bewitch his mind and erode his spirit!

The four demons worked in perfect harmony, bombarding the young dragon with poisonous fire, sharp claws, heavy hammers, and demonic silk threads, suppressing him completely.

Even though he had three innate spiritual treasures protecting him—the Dragon Roar Sword was incredibly sharp, the Water-Stabilizing Pearl offered decent defense, and the Cloud-Stepping Shuttle was astonishingly fast—he still possessed these treasures.

However, under the combined attack of four opponents with higher cultivation levels, seamless teamwork, and powerful acquired demonic treasures, he was already struggling to defend himself and facing constant danger!

"Hahaha! You little dragon brat, obediently hand over your magical treasures and dragon pearl essence! We'll give you a quick death!"

The wolf-headed demon clan member grinned maliciously, unleashing a ghastly green streak from his demonic fire poison blade, which slammed into the water-light shield of the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl. The shield rippled violently, and its light dimmed slightly.

"Hmph! The dragon race is no longer the ancient overlords, but has retreated to the four seas to eke out a living. How dare they come to the primordial land to die?"

The eagle demon moved with lightning speed, tearing off a corner of the young man's battle robe with a single claw, leaving a trail of blood.

The young man, Ao Guang, gritted his teeth and used his Dragon Roar Sword to forcefully deflect the giant hammer's attack. The shock made his arm go numb, and he was then entangled by several pink threads. His primordial spirit felt a sharp pain and became dizzy, and his vision went black.

He was filled with anxiety and regret. His father had strictly forbidden him from leaving the East Sea, but he himself couldn't bear the loneliness of the Dragon Palace and sneaked out to see the prehistoric scenery. However, he didn't expect that he would be targeted by this group of greedy demons soon after he stepped into the Wuyi Mountain area!

"Could it be... that I am truly destined to perish here today?"

A wave of despair washed over him. The Dragon Clan had experienced the devastation of the Dragon-Han Calamity and knew all too well that even a Great Luo Immortal could perish during a great calamity, let alone a mere Taiyi Golden Immortal.

These magical treasures were bestowed upon me by my father for self-defense. If they were taken away, not only would I perish, but I would also dishonor the dignity of the dragon race!

Just as Ao Guang's mind was shaken, the protective barrier of the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl was about to shatter after being smashed by the giant rock man's heavy hammer, and the bewitching voice of the enchanting woman was about to invade his Purple Mansion!

A clear, calm voice, yet imbued with undeniable authority, like a divine decree from the heavens, suddenly resounded throughout the chaotic valley:

"stop."

The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to contain some kind of great principle, clearly reaching the ears of every living being in the midst of the fierce battle, causing the four demons' ferocious attacks to falter!

Immediately afterwards, a vast, profound, and perfectly harmonious pressure, far surpassing that of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, descended like an invisible ancient divine mountain! It instantly enveloped the entire battlefield!