Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

On the Three Pure Peaks of Kunlun, after Di Jun and the other demons entered the portal atop Buzhou Mountain, the three sages withdrew their supernatural powers.

"bite......!"

The jade ruyi in the hand of the Primordial Celestial Venerable once again emitted a clear sound!

Awaken the disciples who are still immersed in the Lich War.

The disciples looked solemn, clearly not yet fully recovered from the earth-shattering battle they had just witnessed, their eyes filled with fear of the meat grinder-like battlefield between the Lich and Demon races.

If these disciples hadn't been accepted into the sage's fold, they would have been nothing more than cannon fodder in the witch and demon races.

Seeing the expressions on the faces of all his disciples, Yuanshi Tianzun spoke first. His voice was majestic and righteous, carrying a natural majesty, and resounded throughout Sanqing Peak, clearly reaching the ears of every disciple: "What you have all seen is the most real primordial world, the most cruel primordial world. If your cultivation is insufficient, you will be nothing but ashes under the great calamity."

His gaze swept over the disciples of the three religions, especially those of the Jie Sect who were burdened with resentment. His tone grew increasingly stern: "The Wu Clan does not cultivate their primordial spirit, nor do they comprehend the Great Dao. They only cultivate their physical strength. Although they defeated the Demon Clan and gained temporary power, occupying the vast space of the primordial world, they devour all the spirits of the primordial world to strengthen themselves. They will inevitably be devoured by all the spirits and will not be tolerated by the Heavenly Dao."

"The seeds of its downfall had already been sown."

"And the demon race!"

Yuanshi paused, his tone turning cold, "Emperor Jun and Taiyi, though possessing great supernatural powers and magical abilities, wish to unite all races of the primordial world into one race, but this goes against the wishes of all living beings and violates the Way of Heaven."

He looked at his disciples, his voice slightly more amiable: "You must all remember that our Xuanmen orthodox sect places the utmost importance on innate character, moral integrity, and merit. My disciples should act in accordance with Heaven and guide all beings toward the Dao. In the future, as you traverse the primordial world, you must uphold your original intentions and take it as your responsibility to safeguard the order of Heaven, and you must not commit acts of killing."

The Tongtian Sect Leader laughed loudly, "The way of our Jie Sect is to seize a sliver of life for all living beings! The Heavenly Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, and one escapes! Today, the demon race was able to find that 'one' and escape from a seemingly certain death situation, and this is the reason!"

"The path to cultivation also requires seizing that sliver of hope; overcoming tribulations and difficulties is the true nature of our disciples!"

"Of course," Tongtian's tone shifted, his expression becoming more serious, "you should also remember that the greater the power, the greater the karmic consequences. My disciples should approach this with the utmost caution, striving with courage and diligence. But if you rely on your supernatural powers to act recklessly and create endless karmic obstacles, not only will Heaven punish you, but even I, your master, will not tolerate it!"

The disciples bowed respectfully, saying, "We will remember this!"

After the two sages finished their admonitions, they turned their gaze to the Taiqing Sage, who had remained silent until now!

Lao Tzu slowly opened his serene eyes, his voice carrying a tranquil and indifferent tone: "The karma between the Lich King and the Demon King is not yet settled. You shall not roam the primordial world carelessly!"

After a brief discussion, the Three Pure Ones began to bestow the promised rewards.

Each disciple gained something, some obtaining golden pills, others spiritual treasures, some spiritual fruits, and others supernatural powers, all of which brought them great joy. Those who performed exceptionally well, such as Huanglong and Wudang, received even greater rewards. Huanglong received a celestial apricot bestowed by his master and a primordial spiritual treasure from the Tongtian Sect Master, drawing considerable envy from the other disciples.

The Three Teachings Conference finally came to a close, and the disciples returned to their respective dojos to engage in secluded cultivation. Even the most boisterous disciples of the Jie Sect quieted down for quite some time, making Kunlun seem exceptionally peaceful.

Huanglong returned to his own Daoist temple, the summit of Wudao Peak, and examined the Qilin egg in the spirit pool, which was absorbing the life force and spiritual energy of the rain more and more rapidly, as well as the remnants of the spiritual root that were gradually regaining their vitality.

After continuously showering down sweet rain that had essentially saturated all the spiritual roots and immortal plants in the Daoist temple, Huanglong began to enter seclusion for cultivation, determined to transform all his resources into the most important Daoist practice.

Since the first great battle between the Lich King and the Demon King at Buzhou Mountain ended, thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.

With the demon race no longer their biggest rival, the Wu tribe, they had no shortage of territory or food. Their strength and numbers grew rapidly, spreading outwards from Buzhou Mountain and gradually taking over the territories left behind by the demon race.

At the highest point of the Thirty-Three Heavens, a magnificent palace floats amidst an endless sea of ​​clouds.

After the demon race entered the new world through the entrance on Buzhou Mountain, although the number of demons brought into the new world was less than 110 compared to the demon army, the core of the demon race was still intact, so the demon race did not lose.

Di Jun led the rest of the demon race to quickly explore the new world. It was vast and boundless, with abundant innate spiritual energy, no less than the primordial wilderness.

This new world is divided into thirty-three regions, each existing independently, like an independent world. The closer you get to the center of the region, the richer the innate spiritual energy becomes, and the clearer the laws of heaven and earth become.

Emperor Jun then named this world the Celestial Realm and divided it into thirty-three regions, known as the Thirty-Three Heavens.

In the very center, a palace floats above rolling clouds and celestial light. Emperor Dijun, the demon emperor, stands alone before the white jade railing, gazing into the distance with his hands behind his back.

His expression was solemn. The demon race in the Heavenly Court was now like a tree without roots or water without a source. The countless spirits on the primordial land, which were the foundation of the demon race, were now divided between two realms and were being hunted at will by the witch race.

"The fortune of the demon race is already collapsing!" Di Jun looked up at a golden crow formed from the accumulated fortune of the demon race, which was wailing silently.

Di Jun murmured to himself, his voice echoing in the empty hall, carrying a hint of imperceptible weariness, "The Heavenly Realm may be wonderful, but the future of the demon race lies on the primordial land, among those billions of living beings!"

"This situation must be turned around!"

Di Jun turned around and sent messages to Taiyi, Fuxi, Kunpeng, and the Ten Great Demon Saints to discuss important matters concerning the demon race!

A moment later, in the main hall above the clouds, the core forces of the demon race gathered.

"Gentlemen,"

Di Jun spoke, his voice like the tinkling of gold and jade, containing supreme majesty, "The Wu Clan occupies the primordial land, hunting down our demon race and severing our foundation. Though the Heavenly Realm is at peace, if we cannot connect with the primordial world and absorb all living beings, our demon race will soon perish in the primordial world!"

"What is Your Majesty's intention?" Fuxi asked gently, as if he had already anticipated this.

"Open the Heavenly Gate!"

Di Jun declared resolutely and firmly, "Four passages can be opened in the Heavenly Realm to connect with the Primordial World, to guide my demon race to the earth!"

"Brilliant!" Bai Ze clapped his hands. "However, once the Heavenly Gate opens, the passage needs to be secured, and it also needs to be heavily guarded to prevent the Witch Clan from discovering the Heavenly Gate and attacking the Heavenly Realm."

"That's exactly right." Di Jun nodded. "This matter requires the combined strength of all of us. Taiyi, you will hold the Chaos Bell to stabilize time and space, conceal the secrets of heaven, and solidify the four directions of space that opened the passage."

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, you are skilled in deduction and have selected the best time and space nodes in the four directions."

"Kunpeng, Bai Ze, and the others, join me in opening a passage!"

"Alright!" Taiyi responded first, and the Chaos Bell hummed, emitting bursts of power that resounded throughout the heavens.

"I am willing to serve Your Majesty." Fuxi's fingers moved rapidly, calculating the secrets of heaven and searching for the location of the Heavenly Gate.