Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Zhurong and Gonggong were at the forefront.

One by one, the demon race quasi-saints were frightened by the aura emanating from Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, and hurriedly fled in all directions, trying to avoid the two ancestral witches.

Although they avoided Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, they were targeted by the other three Ancestral Witches.

Tianwu, who has mastered the essence of wind, is the fastest.

He caught up with Fuxi instantly, avoiding Zhurong and Gonggong.

"Fuxi, die!"

Fuxi looked at Tianwu in front of him, a look of despair in his eyes.

"No!"

He shouted hoarsely!

But it was too late!

The essence of Tianwu has been completely ignited.

boom!

Another explosion rang out, terrifying all living beings in the primordial world.

Fuxi's figure was instantly engulfed by the destructive gale.

His body was torn apart in the gale, his primordial spirit dissipated in the hurricane, and his Dao fruit shattered in the wind of destruction.

The innate sage Fuxi has fallen.

Along with him perished was a demon saint who sought the protection of Fuxi... Feilian.

He originally thought that Fuxi was the elder brother of the sage Nuwa, and should have the life-saving means bestowed by the sage. Following Fuxi might allow him to escape from danger.

I never expected this...!

Fei Lian's eyes revealed endless resentment, and then he was torn apart by those terrifying hurricanes!

In another direction, Qiang Liang set his sights on Chang Xi, the only remaining goddess of the moon!

During the second great war between the Lich and Demon races, he faced Xihe and Changxi alone and was particularly badly beaten by the two goddesses of the moon.

At this moment, he finally found his chance for revenge.

He is the Ancestral Witch of Thunder, whose skills are astonishing and whose speed is no less than that of the Ancestral Witch of Wind, Tianwu.

After burning his source energy, his speed increased several times, and he transformed into a bolt of lightning, instantly catching up with Chang Xi.

Chang Xi stared at the terrifying lightning bolt, his face as pale as moonlight.

boom!!!

The moment Qiang Liang caught up with Chang Xi, the fundamental law of thunder exploded instantly.

Chang Xi's figure was swallowed up by billions of divine lightning bolts.

Both of the Taiyin deities perished.

The Taiyin Star, which hung high in the heavens, dimmed suddenly after the two Taiyin goddesses fell, and the Taiyin power that had been scattered across the primordial land was almost entirely gone.

Another ancestral witch, Shebi Shi, caught up with the demon saints Qin Yuan and Ci Tie!

boom!

He was the Ancestral Witch of Poison, detonating the source of poison, instantly enveloping the two demon saints. The laws of the source of poison instantly eroded the physical bodies, primordial spirits, and Dao fruits of the two demon saints.

The demon saints Ci Tie and Qin Yuan have perished!

The ancestral witch Shebishi also perished.

Gonggong and Zhurong, however, never managed to catch up with any of the demon saints.

Although they were at the forefront, they were too conspicuous!

One was the Ancestral Witch of Water, and the other was the Ancestral Witch of Fire. Their auras caused the demon saints to keep their distance.

Their pursuit, however, provided an opportunity for Tianwu and Shebishi.

They chased each other for a long time, but failed to catch up with even one of the demon saints.

"Run! Run! Run!"

Gonggong roared in anger.

"You cowards! Why are you running away!"

Zhu Rong was also roaring.

The remaining demon saints ignored them completely, burning their own essence and transforming into streaks of light to avoid the spatial turbulence and disappear into the void.

In the Northern Sea, a figure tore through a spatial rift and landed on the cold, icy surface of the sea.

Kunpeng!

He looked back in the direction he had come from, where the void was constantly trembling.

Even across an immeasurably vast distance, he could still feel those terrifying fluctuations.

That was the residual power of the Ancestral Witch's self-destruction.

Those familiar auras dissipated into the world.

In Kunpeng's once sinister and profound eyes, only fear and relief remained.

"They've gone mad...they've all gone mad..."

Although no one knew what had happened, the ancestral witches self-destructed one after another.

One by one, the auras of the quasi-saints of the demon race, such as Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, disappeared.

Clearly, after he left, the remaining Lich and Demon races on the battlefield went mad.

A deep sense of fear welled up in Kunpeng's heart.

If he hadn't escaped, if he had remained on the battlefield, he would probably have become a casualty of those madmen's self-destruction.

Thank goodness!

I'm so glad!

He took a deep breath, preparing to return to his lair to recuperate.

Just then!

Kunpeng was stunned!

He took out the Hetu Luoshu and probed into his primordial spirit, sensing it carefully.

It's gone!

The mark belonging to Emperor Jun in the Hetu Luoshu has completely disappeared.

Yes, Di Jun perished in the self-destruction of the Wu Clan.

Then the primordial spirit imprint he left in the spiritual treasure naturally dissipated as well.

Kunpeng looked at the Hetu and Luoshu, a smile appearing on his face.

The smile started faintly, then grew more and more obvious and radiant, finally turning into a hearty laugh.

"Hahaha!"

Emperor Jun, who might seek revenge and reclaim the Hetu and Luoshu, has perished.

He no longer needs to live in fear; Di Jun is coming to cause him trouble.

and!

Kunpeng gazed at the Hetu Luoshu, which radiated a faint spiritual light!

It is now ownerless.

No, Kunpeng will become the new master of this innate supreme spiritual treasure.

"Heaven has shown mercy!"

Kunpeng muttered to himself, a greedy glint in his eyes.

Although this time, he fled in a sorry state and his reputation was ruined.

Although this time, he betrayed Di Jun!

But so what?

Living is the most important thing.

Moreover, Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and Fuxi have all perished.

Among the demon race, Kunpeng is the strongest.

Once he refines the Hetu and Luoshu, once his cultivation advances further...!

Who remembers what happened today?

Who would dare to mention what happened today?

He put the Hetu and Luoshu into his bosom, then turned and flew towards his own dojo.

......

Mount Buzhou, on the battlefield between the Wu and Yao tribes.

On the battlefield between the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Emperor Jun, the earth resembled the end of the world.

Apart from Zhurong and Gonggong, no ordinary living beings survived.

There isn't even a wisp of spiritual energy left in this world.

Only after the Ancestral Witches and Demon Saints perished did the remaining power of the Great Dao Laws intertwine and erode each other.

Outside this battlefield, in the area where the Lich and Demon races were fighting each other.

As far as the eye can see, there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Of the twelve Ancestral Witches, only two remain today.

All the other ancestral witches perished, leaving no trace of their remains.

Only the remaining primordial power demonstrates the might of the Ancestral Witches.

Gonggong's eyes welled up with tears.

He was the ancestral witch of water, but he was the most irritable of all the ancestral witches!

But at that moment, tears welled up in his eyes.

Zhu Rong stood beside him, but did not shed a tear. His gaze remained fixed on the fleeing demon quasi-saints.

In particular, they saw that the escape routes of the remaining demon quasi-saints were gradually converging, pointing towards the North Heavenly Gate that hung high in the void.

"I want to go back to Heaven...!"

Zhu Rong gritted her teeth, a crimson light flashing in her eyes.

He glanced at Gonggong, who was still grieving, but did not call him over!

He tore through the fragile void with his bare hands and headed towards the northern border of the primordial wilderness.

Gonggong, on the other hand, remained standing in place, seemingly oblivious to Zhurong's disappearance.

If someone were to look into his eyes, they would see that Gonggong's eyes were being gradually consumed by crimson light.