Primordial Era: The Great Serpent of Yunmeng

Above Penglai Island, the ten remaining Quasi-Saints of the Celestial Court hovered behind the Eastern King Duke, arranged in a V-shape, their positions slightly lower than the Eastern King Duke's, confronting the people of the Celestial Court.

Seeing that they had no intention of surrendering or fleeing, the Eastern King understood their thoughts and could only sigh, then focused his gaze intently on the imperial carriage.

Di Jun's gaze was icy. He first glanced at the twelve Ancestral Witches standing upright in the arena, and seeing that they all looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, he slowly spoke:

"The Heavenly Court commands the extermination of this wicked villain."

Everyone in the room responded in unison:

"Yes, sir!"

It then transformed into streaks of light, pointing directly at the Eastern King and his group. In an instant, the Great Dao manifested, the world became colorful, and ghosts and gods howled.

Baiyun Jun was split in two by Yinglong Xuantian Sword, his life and death were extinguished, and his true spirit could not be preserved. Blood rain fell from the sky, and the Great Dao was filled with sorrow.

Mo Xuanzi was killed by Qiming Chang Geng, burned to a state like a dried corpse, with no breath left. He finally turned into a black wind, which swept across the world before disappearing into nothingness.

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Heaven grieves and earth weeps, all the gods are wounded, blood rain falls and everything is desolate, and all are filled with sorrow.

When everyone looked to the Dao, the four regions were transformed. Those whose hearts were different had their desires cleared, and heaven and earth were at peace for a time.

However, this had nothing to do with the people present. Di Jun was complacent and looked down on the world, while Fu Xi smiled, feeling very happy that all living beings in the prehistoric world had returned to peace.

Nuwa smiled at her friends, feeling proud and honored that Di Jun and Fu Xi had further accomplished their ambitions.

Qi Jing observes the changing situation with a sense of joy for his friends' aspirations and a feeling that all his efforts have been worthwhile, watching the world gradually improve.

As for Taiyi, he was still struggling to maintain his dignity and prevent himself from collapsing. In the previous attack, Donghuang Zhong had almost drained his divine power.

As for Kunpeng, Bai Ze, Yinglong, and others, they were looking to the future. The first two imagined the rewards that were about to be bestowed, while the latter seemed to have already seen the dawn of the dragon race's liberation.

Countless heavenly soldiers and generals were still moving about, chasing after those who had fled, their faces full of smiles as they calculated the merits they had accumulated.

Of the quasi-saints in the Celestial Court, only the Eastern King Duke remained. Faced with the encirclement of Ying Long and the others, the Eastern King Duke merely glanced around before letting out a bitter laugh:

"The victor is king, the loser is villain; it's all the same. My death today is what you will face one day as well."

"If I die today, I will die as a Celestial King; how can I allow you to lay a hand on me with your weapons?"

As Dongwanggong finished speaking, an invisible flame of Qi ignited around him, revealing the innate pure Yang Dao. The sorrow within was indescribable.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the figure of the Eastern King gradually dimmed and slowly dissipated, and nine divine thunderclaps descended from the sky to signal his departure.

Countless pure yang energies converged, transforming into red cranes that circled the battlefield. After several circles, they scattered and settled by the water on the western continent.

This crane has entirely red feathers, except for its eyes, which are emerald green. It has a long beak that looks like wood, and later generations called it the Wooden Crane.

The blood of this crane is like red jade. Wearing it can ward off disasters and calamities, while consuming it can dispel evil spirits and prolong life, even to the point of living over a thousand years.

Seeing that the Eastern King had passed away, Emperor Jun finally spoke:

"Returning home in triumph."

"promise!"

Amidst the swirling blue clouds, numerous celestial soldiers and generals stood atop them. The losses were negligible, yet the gains were a source of great joy for everyone.

The accumulated wealth of the Celestial Court over several decades was all confiscated by the Heavenly Court. The spiritual treasures in the hands of the Eastern King Duke, the items bestowed by the Dao Ancestor, and the dragon-headed walking stick were also presented to Emperor Jun.

Meanwhile, facing the approaching Jieyin and Zhunti, Styx smiled and said:

"Today is indeed a fortunate day. I have been waiting here for a long time, and you two fellow Daoists must also know the whereabouts of this person."

Upon hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti were filled with questions and a sense of unease arose in their hearts. It seemed as if the other party was coming for them.

After a moment's hesitation, Zhunti still asked, unwilling to give up:

"Fellow Daoist Styx, who exactly is this person you speak of? Why do we know of his whereabouts? And what is his connection to us? We hope you will enlighten us."

Styx nodded and smiled:

"Fellow Daoists, you are mistaken. The ones we are waiting for are you two."

Jieyin and Zhunti frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in their hearts. They guessed that the other party was most likely coming for the Primordial Purple Qi, but now was not the time for conflict. The Heavenly Court was still in the west, and the other party should not be so unwise.

Thinking of this, Jieyin and Zhunti feigned doubt and asked:

"Fellow Daoist Styx, what do you mean by that? We are quite surprised. We have little interaction with you, so why are you waiting for us here?"

Upon hearing this, Styx smiled slightly, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, and said:

"Fellow Daoists, I have been waiting here for you. I have important matters to discuss with you. The reason I have come to the West is to borrow something from you."

"However, this item is precious, and I was worried that you two fellow Daoists might be reluctant to part with it. Therefore, I came here specifically to take it, so as to avoid letting outsiders know about it and causing trouble for ourselves in the future."

Jieyin and Zhunti's expressions were grim, but they hadn't yet broken off the pretense. Since the opponent was only one person, Jieyin stepped forward, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, and said:

"What does Fellow Daoist Styx wish to borrow? If we are generous, we will certainly not disappoint you."

"However, I hope you will think things through carefully before you speak, so as not to cause any unpleasantness between us and affect our friendship as fellow disciples."

As soon as Jieyin uttered these words, a tense atmosphere filled the air. Zhunti also stared intently at the Styx River, his expression serious, one hand clenched loosely, clearly having taken precautions.

Styx narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his gaze, and said calmly:

"I have come here after careful consideration. I have come to seek out you two fellow Daoists to borrow your Primordial Purple Qi so that I may use it to comprehend and cultivate. I wonder if you would be willing to part with it?"

The guide frowned and said in a deep voice:

"Fellow Daoist Styx, the Primordial Purple Qi is not something that can be easily borrowed. Such a treasure is of great importance, and we are truly unable to agree."

Zhunti also shook his head and said:

"Fellow Daoist Styx, it would be better to exchange it for something else. The Primordial Purple Qi is far too precious for us to lend. It is not that we are stingy, but rather that it was bestowed upon us by our teacher, and how can we so easily lend it out?"

Styx had anticipated their rejection. He slowly rose from the rocks, gripping the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords, a hint of blood emanating from him, and softly said:

"Fellow Daoist Zhunti, this statement is incorrect. Back in Zixiao Palace, our teacher once said that this last wisp of Primordial Purple Qi can only be obtained by those with the right destiny."

"Back then, it was the Primordial Purple Qi that chose you, fellow Daoist; it was fate that brought you together. But if it were today, I might also be destined to be with you."

"After all, if we were not destined to meet, the two of you would not have met me. It is clear that this Primordial Purple Qi is rightfully mine."

"If you two fellow Daoists know what's good for you, hand him over to avoid damaging our harmony. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless with my sword."

"After all, I am not an unreasonable person. All I ask for is the one Daoist Zhunti possesses. As for the Primordial Purple Qi of Daoist Jieyin, I will not take it."

"You two are like brothers, and it would be good for you to practice the Dao together. Since we have met by chance today, why don't you give it to me to fulfill our gratitude?"

Even though Jieyin and Zhunti are usually quite thick-skinned, they were now disgusted by Styx's words, and Zhunti angrily said:

"However, to attempt to seize by force and plunder, one must utter such shameless words, distorting the truth and turning black into white. We have never seen such words before."

"The River Styx we encountered today is quite different from what we expected. Judging from your actions, you have long since fallen into the demonic path!"

Jieyin also said in a deep voice:

"Styx, although we do not wish to be enemies with you, we are not weak and easily bullied. Such a light-hearted attempt to take things away is not a good thing."

Styx didn't seem to care about their reactions; he simply extended his hand in an inviting gesture and said to Guiyin and Zhunti:

"What Fellow Daoist Jieyin possesses was bestowed upon him by his teacher. It is an item of the Xuanmen (Mysterious Sect), and I am also a member of the Xuanmen, therefore I do not take it."

"However, the Primordial Purple Qi possessed by Fellow Daoist Zhunti was said by our teacher to be reserved for those destined to possess it. If I wish to take it, what wrong is there in that?"

"The Heavenly Rules and Regulations state that we are both people of the Primordial Dao and should not make a move in the primordial world."

"Since Fellow Daoist Zhunti is unwilling, why not come with me into the Chaos?"

"As for Fellow Daoist Jieyin, if you are worried about this, you may come along. Just don't interfere in my affairs with Fellow Daoist Zhunti."

Both Jieyin and Zhunti frowned deeply. Their friendship was well-known throughout the prehistoric world. If Zhunti was at a disadvantage, Jieyin would certainly not stand idly by.

The Styx River must also know about this, but the other party still extended an invitation, which made the two of them even more suspicious. The compassionate and sorrowful look on their faces deepened.

As for whether the Styx River would set up an ambush in the chaos, Jieyin and Zhunti were not worried about it. The other party's reputation was much worse than theirs, and they had no friends at all.

Although the two of them possessed two strands of Primordial Purple Qi, the Styx River could only invite one more person to ambush them at most. It seemed that if they joined forces, they would be able to escape unscathed.

Jieyin nodded slightly, knowing that as long as one possessed the Primordial Purple Qi, such matters could not be avoided. He then spoke to Zhunti:

"The Styx River has always been a loner. Even if he wanted to set an ambush, he would probably have difficulty finding help. We just need to be careful in dealing with his methods."

Zhunti also agreed, responding:

"Indeed, although we are the ones who made the move, we need not be too alarmed. If he dares to use tricks in the chaos, we will not let him off lightly."

After a moment's thought, Jieyin said:

"Even so, we must not let our guard down. Styx's methods are unpredictable, and there are few rumors about them outside the world, so we must be on guard."

"Since they have invited Chaos, then you and I will lead the way. We must not fall into their trap, lest we cause trouble."

"If the other party does not set up an ambush, and only waits for you and me to enter the chaos, then we will attack together and kill them, which will also earn you some protective treasures to prevent unforeseen events."

Zhunti nodded slightly. The two remained silent, feigning hesitation before speaking to Styx:

"That is certainly acceptable, but the destination must be decided by my fellow disciple and me."

Styx naturally agreed to this suggestion. Since he had not set up any ambushes in the chaos, he did not care where he faced his enemies.

Protected by the innate twelve-grade karmic fire red lotus, Yuan Tu and Abi fought against him with their twin swords, but even Jieyin and Zhunti were no match for him.

Moreover, he was not without precautions against the two of them; he still had a trick up his sleeve, waiting for Jieyin and Zhunti to fall into his trap.

Seeing that Styx agreed, Jieyin and Zhunti were in a dilemma again, but the die was cast and they had no choice but to go. After exchanging glances, the three of them headed into the chaos together.

The three of them moved forward in a single file, with Jieyin and Zhunti flanking Styx in the middle, to prevent him from leaving any means of guidance that might attract reinforcements.

Meanwhile, many innate deities began preparing congratulatory gifts and getting ready to receive invitations to attend the celebration in the Heavenly Court.

Now that the Celestial Court has been destroyed, there are no more voices in the prehistoric world opposing the Heavenly Court. Only the Wu Clan, who outwardly comply but inwardly defy it, is left behind, but is not taken seriously by the gods.

The Heavenly Court can fail or be replaced, but the one who replaces it must be a primordial deity. This is the thought of the gods of the primordial world today, and it is also their bottom line.

The Witch Clan is powerful and may cause considerable trouble for the Heavenly Court and the Primordial World in the future.

However, if the Heavenly Court were to truly be defeated by the Witch Clan, what awaited the Witch Clan would not be the position of Lord of Heaven and Earth, but rather a united attack from all the gods of the primordial world.

After the witch clan is driven out, those who aspire to be the overlords of the world will then compete for the position.

This is also the most genuine thought in the hearts of the primordial gods who experienced the great calamity of the ferocious beasts and suffered the torment of them.

Of course, if the Twelve Ancestral Witches were to make a vow to abandon their faith in the Great God Pangu, cultivate the Great Dao of Primordial Spirit, and claim to be innate deities, that would not be intolerable.

As for whether they can cultivate, and how they cultivate the Great Dao of the Primordial Spirit, that's none of their business; they only care about the result.

Qi and Dijun understood this perfectly, but precisely because of this, Luo Hou's words back then still bothered them.

Fuxi even speculated that perhaps someone was using the Wu tribe as a tool to drag the current Heavenly Court away so that they could catch their breath.

After all, given the current strength of the Heavenly Court, Qi and the others simply couldn't fathom how powerful the Witch Clan would have to be to single-handedly drag the Heavenly Court down with them.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches did not return to the Heavenly Realm with the Heavenly Court. At their parting, Qi only gave Dijiang another warning, saying:

"I know what you are thinking. The Heavenly Court sometimes just doesn't want to oppress all races too much, and that includes you."

"After this parting, a grand assembly will be held in the Heavenly Court. You may all go together. During this time, the matter of the Witch Clan's large-scale capture of slaves must be resolved."

"We dwell high above the primordial world, governing all races, not to enslave you. All beings are equal; this is an inviolable principle for the primordial world from now on."

"And what you have done in Buzhou Mountain has been observed by the Heavenly Court. Buzhou Mountain is the foundation of the primordial world and cannot be touched."

"The actions of the Witch Clan have crossed the line. This matter must be addressed before the Heavenly Court Assembly."

"Otherwise, the fate of the Celestial Court today might very well be the future of the Witch Clan."

"The Heavenly Court has always been magnanimous and generous. Most of the things it obtains in the primordial world return to the primordial world. This is also true in the West."

"Half a continent is enough to support the Wu tribe. I hope you are aware of the great favor we have shown them."

Ignoring the silent Dijiang, after finishing his prayer, he returned to the Heavenly Realm with the numerous heavenly soldiers. (End of Chapter)