Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

"To inherit the position of Demon Master of the Demon Clan, and stand shoulder to shoulder with the Demon Emperor!"

"Greetings, Demon Master!" The demons, including the Ten Great Demon Saints, shouted in unison, all bowing respectfully with heartfelt admiration. The sound was deafening.

Kunpeng was excited. As a newcomer to the demon race, he had always lingered on the periphery of the demon race's core. Today, he created the demon script and finally gained the demon race's true recognition.

He presented Di Jun with the book "True Explanation of Demon Cores" written in demon script.

Emperor Jun received this new demon core cultivation method, which concerned the future of the demon race, and was even happier than if he had obtained a primordial spiritual treasure. "Immediately replicate this method in demon script on a large scale! Spread it throughout the primordial world via the three great heavenly gates! All sentient beings can learn it!"

A moment later, the Heavenly Gate opened again. This time, what fell was no longer obscure golden Daoist script, but rather simple and easy-to-understand demonic scripts inscribed with demonic core techniques.

The vivid and clear characters on the jade slip, when read carefully, reveal their true meaning, allowing all living beings in the primordial world who come into contact with the jade slip to easily understand the profound mysteries contained within.

The spread of demonic cultivation methods is like a hurricane blowing across a turbulent sea.

The already brutal world of prehistoric times, where the strong prey on the weak and slaughter each other, was only slightly exacerbated. With the widespread dissemination of the Demon Core Technique, the scene of beings practicing the Demon Core Technique devouring each other began to slowly emerge.

Every day, countless beings awaken their intelligence and embark on the path of cultivation.

The number of demons began to expand rapidly, like a virus spreading, and once they joined, it was difficult for them to leave!

Whenever a demon reaches the Celestial Immortal realm, they can sense a call from the heavens above and follow the call to the three Heavenly Gates that move and change positions from time to time.

Driven by a thirst for power and a yearning for the heavens, they transformed into streaks of light and flew toward the Heavenly Gate.

At the three major heavenly gates in the east, south, and north, newly ascended demons frequently pass the tests, enter the heavenly realm, and join the demon army.

With the continuous influx of new demons into the celestial realm, it has become quite prosperous!

As a result, the fortune of the demon race increased rapidly. The demon emperors Di Jun, Tai Yi, Fu Xi, Kun Peng, and the demon saints, among other high-ranking figures, clearly felt that their comprehension of the Great Dao accelerated and the obstacles between heaven and earth decreased.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, inside the Pangu Palace.

The twelve Ancestral Witches gathered and sat in a circle, while the blood pool in the center, which had given birth to the twelve Ancestral Witches, was boiling.

Dijiang looked around at the other Ancestral Witches, whose faces were all solemn, and said, "The Demon Race has reappeared on the Primordial Land, and has also passed down a cultivation method. Any living being who cultivates this method will join the Demon Race. When a living being's cultivation reaches the level of a Celestial Immortal, he can ascend to what they call the Heavenly Realm, which is the world that Dijun and the others left from Buzhou Mountain."

"Can we find the entrance for their ascension?" The Time God asked Dijiang.

Dijiang Yao nodded: "It can be found, but it's useless. I went there myself, and it disappeared before I even got close."

"Then kill all the beings who cultivate demonic techniques, leaving no demons alive!" Zhu Rong, the most hot-tempered of them all, roared, his voice filled with murderous intent.

"idiot?"

Dijiang cursed at the murderous Zhurong. Looking at this guy with a head full of fire, he thought that he was good at fighting, but it would be a bit difficult to ask him to come up with a solution.

The group of ancestral witches discussed for a long time, but could not come up with an effective solution.

At this moment, Houtu, who had been deep in thought, suddenly spoke up: "Since we cannot stop the increase in the number of demons, then we can only increase the number of our witch warriors!"

"But the essence of blood in the blood pool is now almost depleted, insufficient to nurture more Wu Clan warriors," Gonggong, the Ancestral Witch, reminded him, looking at the dwindling energy remaining in the blood pool.

"Another way is to use the essence of our twelve ancestral witches as a guide, and then use the Pangu Palace to extract the primordial essence from Buzhou Mountain. This will allow us to quickly breed a large number of witch warriors, enabling our witch clan to grow rapidly. As long as our witch clan has enough numbers and occupies a large enough territory in the prehistoric world, we can suppress the living space of the demon race and cut off their rear support."

"Can!"

"OK!"

"I second that!"

"......!"

The ancestral witches all expressed their agreement, and each of them dripped a considerable amount of ancestral witch essence blood into the blood pool, causing the blood pool to boil with malevolent energy.

Subsequently, all the Ancestral Witches jointly controlled the Pangu Palace and began to spare no expense in extracting the primordial power of Buzhou Mountain and integrating it into the blood pool to accelerate the birth of the new Witch Clan.

In the Five Elements Grotto of Kunlun Mountain, Huanglong sat cross-legged under the Enlightenment Tea Tree, his aura subtly harmonizing with the entire grotto, and with each breath, the Daoist rhythm flowed endlessly.

Ten drops of the Origin of Creation rose up, transforming into ten dazzling streams of light that plunged directly into his flesh and blood, sinking into the deepest part of his life essence!

"boom--!"

As if the world had just begun and all living beings had been born, a boundless power instantly swept over Huanglong's limbs and bones, washing over every inch of his muscles and every bit of his true spirit.

His body involuntarily floated up, his body bursting with spiritual light and Daoist sounds. The spiritual energy and Daoist essence in the Five Elements Grotto Heaven frantically poured into Huanglong's body and were rapidly absorbed and refined.

This process lasted for an unknown period of time; perhaps a moment, perhaps ten thousand years.

As the spiritual light slowly receded and the great Dao's divine voice gradually dissipated, the yellow dragon slowly returned to the Enlightenment Tea Tree.

Huanglong is still the same Huanglong, his appearance unchanged, but his temperament has undergone a qualitative change.

His eyes became even more profound, with countless laws evolving within them. With every gesture, the Daoist rhythm naturally arose, becoming even more in harmony with heaven and earth.

A powerful aura emanated from his body, indicating that his cultivation had firmly reached the peak of the early stage of Taiyi, and he was only one step away from the middle stage of Taiyi!

Most importantly, its life essence has risen to the pinnacle of innate beings, clear, pure, and flawless.

Although it is only one step away from transforming from mortal to saint and achieving the foundation of innate divinity, how difficult that step is!

"In the end... we're still far from it."

Huanglong slowly opened his eyes and sighed softly.

"The pinnacle of innate beings, seemingly only a step away from the innate saints most beloved by the Heavenly Dao, is in reality an immeasurable difference."

"Continuing to use the essence of creation to improve one's foundation is a waste!"

Of the primordial land destroyed by the self-destruction of the Creation Crimson Cloud, a small portion was absorbed and refined at the time to strengthen its own essence. A total of twenty-two drops were obtained, and sixteen drops have now been consumed.

Among other skills, the art of weapon crafting, passed down by his master, is of paramount importance. The power of magical artifacts can sometimes surpass even one's own supernatural abilities. He consumed five drops of his master's weapon crafting legacy to comprehend it, and now he can craft mid-grade acquired spiritual treasures.

In Kunlun today, apart from the Three Pure Ones, Huanglong is undoubtedly the best in the art of weapon crafting.

Similarly, in alchemy, Huanglong consumed a source of creation to comprehend the alchemy inheritance of the Taiqing Sage, and now he can refine any pill below the fifth-level Golden Core stage.