Primordial Era: The Way of the Three Lights and Stars

Chapter 23 023 Ten Days in the Sky

On this day, Tongtian, who had left Kunlun Mountain and established Jin'ao Island as his Daoist temple, completely let loose and, taking advantage of the fact that no one was watching him, once again began his great undertaking of recruiting disciples.

"I, Shangqing Tongtian, will be accepting disciples and preaching the Tao on Jin'ao Island three thousand years from now. Those who are destined are welcome to come and listen."

Upon hearing this, all the powerful beings of the primordial world were astonished.

They had previously gone to Kunlun Mountain to listen to the Dao and knew that Tongtian had already accepted three thousand disciples. Why are they starting again, and even leaving Kunlun Mountain?

Could it be that the Three Pure Ones have fallen out?

However, all the beings in the primordial world were extremely excited when they heard Tongtian's words, for he was a saint!

Being able to become a disciple of a sage, regardless of any inheritance, is enough for them to roam freely in the prehistoric world.

To put it bluntly, even if they are doing evil, who can do anything about them, and who dares to do anything about them?

In an instant, the entire prehistoric world was in an uproar. Whether near or far, anyone with strength left their training grounds and headed towards Golden Turtle Island.

Three thousand years later.

No fewer than ten thousand creatures have come to Jin'ao Island, but their quality is rather appalling.

Most of them were beings in the Profound Immortal Realm, and there were even quite a few beings in the True Immortal Realm who had been born after birth. Each of them was filled with murderous aura, and they were obviously not some kind of blessed True Immortals.

Even so, Tongtian did not turn them away, but instead accepted them as his disciples after preaching to them.

He ran off as soon as he finished his sermon, leaving Zhao Gongming, Duobao, Jinling, and other true disciples in a difficult position. With Wei Guang absent, these nominal disciples should naturally be placed under their management.

But they're not cut out for it, and they haven't had enough time to cultivate themselves.

Therefore, it was Duobao who suggested that the group of registered disciples be placed under the management of the outer disciples, namely the three thousand disciples led by the Three Immortals.

Zhao Gongming and the others readily agreed.

Now the Three Immortals finally understood the true meaning behind Wei Guang's words.

Anyone would have a headache if they had to do this.

At first, he managed things in a proper way, but later he got tired and simply started a laissez-faire approach, which led to his disciples completely letting loose.

Relying on their titles as sages, they ran rampant and acted recklessly in the primordial world.

The dragons, who were closest to the dragons, were the first to suffer.

Looking across the entire prehistoric world, who doesn't know that dragons are known for their delicious meat and abundant treasures?

Even though the dragon race is far inferior to that of ancient times, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. Any little bit of what they leak out of their fingers would be enough for these Xuanxian and Zhenxian to use.

Thus, the practice of slaying dragons and seizing treasures began to flourish within the Jie Sect.

In terms of individual strength, these disciples may not be a match for the dragons, but they have a lot of people. They call on their friends at the slightest disagreement, causing the dragons a lot of trouble.

However, due to the overwhelming power of the Heavenly Emperor, they dared not speak out against it.

Not only the dragon race, but other races also suffered persecution from the disciples of the Jie Sect. However, because they were far away, the persecution they suffered was not as severe as that of the dragon race.

For a time, the reputation of the Jie Sect was like that of a mad dog crossing the street; everyone feared it like a tiger and kept their distance.

……

In the blink of an eye, the deadline for the lich to cease hostilities is fast approaching.

On this day, ten golden crows emerged from Tang Valley, recklessly unleashing their solar power across the primordial wilderness. With the ten suns overhead, countless lives perished, and cries of agony echoed across the land.

The most miserable are the weakest, humans.

Although they possess the Golden Elixir Dao passed down by Lao Tzu, their cultivation time is still short, and there are no great supernatural beings in their clan, so they are completely helpless against the Ten Golden Crows.

All they could do was wail and beg, pleading for someone to help them.

Even Nuwa, the Holy Mother of Humanity, and Laozi, the leader of the Human Cult, did not take action, let alone the myriad beings of the primordial world who had no connection with them.

At this moment, humanity finally understood.

The so-called "Holy Mother of Humanity" and the "Leader of the Human Cult" are all fake. There is no love without a reason in this world. If humanity wants to rise, it can only rely on itself.

Humanity must strive for self-improvement.

Humanity is weak and helpless. All living beings dare not speak out because of the power of the Demon Court. But don't forget, the prehistoric world is not a place where the Demon Court has absolute power.

When the ten golden crows arrived above the witch clan, they finally angered this behemoth that existed just like the demon court.

First, Kuafu chased the sun, intending to cut down the ten golden crows, but the golden crows were too fast, and Kuafu was helpless, eventually dying from exhaustion.

Later, Yi was enraged by the death of his friend Kuafu, so he drew his bow and shot an arrow, causing nine suns to fall.

"Duang..."

Just as Da Yi was about to exterminate them all, a bell rang throughout the entire prehistoric world, and under that bell, time and space were suppressed.

Although it was only for a moment, that moment was enough for the Demon Court to save the last Golden Crow.

Donghuang Taiyi crossed space to arrive and rescued the little golden crow. Upon seeing the corpses of the other golden crows, he was enraged and attacked Da Yi without saying a word.

Fortunately, the ancestral witches, including Dijiang, reacted quickly and successfully rescued Da Yi.

"The Witch Clan, you're courting death."

As the other members of the Demon Court arrived, enraged, a great battle was about to break out.

The battle between the two most powerful races in the primordial world truly demonstrates the power of the laws to the fullest extent, with some even crossing time and space to fight in the past.

In an instant, the world was shaken, and rivers of blood flowed.

Although the Witch Clan was strong, their numbers were a fatal weakness. The Demon Court, relying on its numerical advantage, continuously depleted the Witch Clan's manpower. Seeing the Witch Clan's sons falling one after another, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were completely enraged.

He immediately summoned the true form of Pangu, intending to kill Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

But having learned from the previous lesson, how could the Demon Court be unprepared?

As the Wu Clan set up their formation, the Demon Court also deployed the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Formation, channeling immense power into themselves and managing to block the attack of Pangu's true form.

After a battle that lasted for ten thousand years, both the Zhou Tian Star Array and the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Array were shattered.

Whether it was the Twelve Ancestral Witches or the Demon Court Emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor, they all suffered varying degrees of damage, and both sides suffered heavy losses.

The conflict between the Lich and Demon races ultimately resulted in both sides suffering heavy losses.

Left with no other choice, both sides had to retreat and temporarily cease hostilities to prepare for the next final battle, which would surely be an epic war.

As this battle came to an end, all the powerful figures present were filled with sighs of regret.

An even more ancient being seemed to have foreseen their future from the conflict between the two races. Isn't this yet another three-race conflict?

Not only did they understand, but even the Lich and Demon races gained some insights through this battle.

Having fought to this point, they had no way out. They either had to destroy the other and dominate the world, or be destroyed by the other and disappear into the torrent of time.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as Kunpeng.

Through this battle, he realized that neither the Demon Court nor the Witch Clan would ultimately fare well. So why risk his life?

It would be better to take advantage of the war between the two races to gain some benefits and then retreat as soon as possible, so as to protect oneself.

(End of this chapter)