Transmigrating to the Primordial Era as a Peerless Great Witch, Changing Fate in the Primordial Worl

"go---"

With a flick of his sleeve, Wu Gu transformed the Pure White Lotus into a streak of light, piercing through layers of void and following the mysterious thread of cause and effect between master and disciple. It silently entered the secret realm of Longevity Mountain and then hovered above the giant earthen-yellow cocoon that nurtured Zhen Yuanzi's true form.

The divine light of purification emanated from Zhen Yuanzi, helping him to cleanse the impurities in the wishes of all beings, stabilize his newborn divine status, and add a supreme quality of "purification and cleansing" to this nascent "Earth Pantheon".

Wu Gu gazed at Longevity Mountain with profound eyes: "The path to divinity has begun to take shape. Zhen Yuanzi, the future of this primordial world may take on a new look because of your path today."

However, at this time, Rahu established a demonic sect on Mount Sumeru in the west, and his grand ambitions resounded throughout the prehistoric world. The demonic fortune swept across the entire western continent like dark clouds pressing down on the city.

Hundreds of millions of miles away, the Heavenly Tribulation Daoist, who was measuring the primordial land with his own two feet and comprehending the true meaning of tribulation, suddenly opened his eyes. Thunder seemed to be born and die in his eyes, and the might of heaven was revealed.

"With the establishment of the Demonic Sect, this fiend Rahu, in order to refine the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, will surely gather resentment and death energy through slaughter. His understanding of the treacherous and bewitching ways of Heavenly Demons and Heart Demons will also increase dramatically. If such a demon is allowed to grow stronger, the prehistoric world will probably never have a peaceful day."

The Heavenly Tribulation Daoist remained calm, but in his mind, he instantly deduced all sorts of future causes and effects.

He immediately changed direction and stopped wandering aimlessly. Instead, he took one step at a time and headed firmly toward Mount Sumeru, the western core of the demonic world.

The pace appears unhurried, yet it subtly embodies the principle of shrinking the distance to an inch, allowing one to traverse thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in a single step.

This trip is not for sightseeing, but to personally visit the demon's lair, observe its atmosphere, and understand its essence, so as to temper the mind with demons and prove the way through tribulations.

The number of demons encountered along the way increased daily. The lower-level demons were ugly in appearance and lacked intelligence. They only knew how to devour the essence, blood, and souls of living beings according to their instincts, and their ferocity was even greater than that of the remaining beasts from the Great Calamity.

A mid-level demon, possessing intelligence yet bloodthirsty by nature, taking pleasure in slaughter and feeding on resentment. Wherever it goes, beautiful mountains turn into ghost realms, and rivers are stained with blood.

Only a few high-level demons, whose appearance is similar to that of ordinary people and who have no special abilities to control their killing instincts, hide among the masses to bewitch, entice, and manipulate people's hearts, making them even more insidious and difficult to guard against.

The Heavenly Tribulation Daoist's Dao heart is as clear as a bright mirror. He ignores those who do not provoke him and lets them live or die on their own.

However, if any ignorant demon dares to lock onto him with killing intent or use demonic techniques to ambush him, the Heavenly Tribulation Daoist doesn't even need to lift a finger. With just a glance and a flash of heavenly tribulation lightning in his eyes, those demons will instantly turn to ashes like snow meeting the morning sun, their souls scattered.

Even more extreme, the Heavenly Tribulation Daoist occasionally uses his Soul-Seizing Divine Power to extract demonic techniques and secret arts from fragments of a soul's memory, such as the "Heavenly Demon Blood Refining Divine Art," the "Ten Thousand Soul Banner Refining Method," and the "Free Heaven Magic."

Although these techniques are evil and vicious, they also contain some of the true essence of demonic arts, and have unique insights into analyzing demonic nature and understanding human desires.

The Heavenly Tribulation Daoist viewed it with a critical eye, discarding the dross and retaining its "principle" while abandoning its "techniques." He imprinted the essence of its principles regarding inducing inner demons, manipulating emotions, and refining negative energy into his personal "Chronicles of the Heavenly Emperor," enriching the connotation of his own "Crimson Punishment" path.

They learned as they went, and after thousands of years they finally reached the foot of Mount Sumeru.

Looking up, one sees Mount Sumeru standing tall and majestic, but it is entirely black, shrouded in demonic clouds, and the sun never shines through.

The jagged rocks in the mountains resembled the fangs of demons, and the howling wind sounded like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts.

The surging demonic energy, resentment, and death energy intertwined to form a vast demonic domain covering millions of miles. Ordinary Golden Immortals would likely lose their divine senses and fall into the demonic path in an instant upon entering this place.

The Heavenly Tribulation Daoist remained expressionless, completely unaware of what was happening. He took a deep breath and no longer concealed his aura.

Boom---

A powerful Daoist aura, supremely yang and strong, just and awe-inspiring, containing unparalleled divine might, erupted like a volcano that had been dormant for millennia, soaring into the sky.

The majestic power of the heavens, like the sun illuminating darkness, actually forced a gap open in the dense, impenetrable aura of the demonic realm.

"Who dares to invade my holy mountain?" A furious roar, filled with overwhelming killing intent and supreme demonic power, resounded from the demon palace in Mount Sumeru.

The space distorted in the next moment, and the figure of Demon Ancestor Rahu appeared like a ghost in the void a hundred feet in front of Heavenly Tribulation Daoist.

Luo Hou's body was filled with surging demonic energy, his scarlet eyes were fixed on the Heavenly Tribulation clone, and the killing intent on his face was almost tangible.

When enemies meet, their eyes are filled with hatred; how could Rahu forget this?

When the Great Dao Merit descended during the final battle of the Great Calamity of the Ferocious Beasts, he clearly saw that it was this very Daoist in front of him who had been summoned from a magical artifact space by that hateful Wugu, and who had also obtained the Great Dao Merit. This person was an accomplice of Wugu, who had stolen his Twelfth-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus.

Luo Hou suppressed his urge to act immediately, because he vaguely sensed that the aura of the Heavenly Tribulation Daoist was unfathomable, and he was wary of Wu Gu behind him.

Rahu's voice was icy and chilling as he asked, "What is your name, fellow Daoist? What brings you to my Mount Sumeru?"

The Heavenly Tribulation Daoist smiled calmly, seemingly unaware of the killing intent that nearly froze his primordial spirit. He stood with his hands behind his back, his aura perfectly harmonious and flawless. Even without his true form, Wu Gu, as his support, his own accumulated power was thousands of times greater than that of others of the same level. Holding the innate treasure, the Pangu Banner, though it was not manifest, his connected auras showed no fear of Rahu.

"This humble Daoist is Heavenly Tribulation." His voice was calm, yet each word resonated like thunder, shaking the demonic aura. "I come with no ill intentions, but merely seeking respite from the stillness, desiring to discuss the Dao with the Demon Ancestor, to mutually verify our understanding. I wonder if the Demon Ancestor would be willing to offer his guidance?"

Luo Hou frowned, extremely unwilling. The other party's pure and masculine aura of thunderous might was incompatible with his own demonic path, and they were natural enemies.

Discussing the Dao with this person is tantamount to playing with fire, but judging from the calm and unyielding demeanor of the Heavenly Tribulation Daoist, if one does not comply, it may not end well today.

"Hmph, since you're interested, then please proceed." Luo Hou snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and turned into a beam of demonic light that shot towards the mountain peak.

The Heavenly Tribulation Daoist smiled slightly, took a step forward, and followed closely behind with lightning speed.

The moment he stepped into the demonic realm of Mount Sumeru, the Heavenly Tribulation Daoist's divine sense stirred slightly, and he quietly sensed the entire divine mountain through the mysterious connection between himself and the earth and the secrets of heaven.

With a thought, the Heavenly Tribulation Daoist sensed a secret realm deep within Mount Sumeru, which was shrouded in endless demonic energy. This realm was protected by a natural formation and emitted a faint yet pure spiritual light.

This was the secret realm that Wugu had visited after his early journey through the primordial world. Within the secret realm, two top-tier innate divine auras were being nurtured, their foundations so solid and their status so high that they were faintly connected to the origin of Mount Sumeru.

"So that's how it is... The future Lord of Mount Sumeru was already destined, and is quietly growing up right under the Demon Ancestor's nose. Rahu, you're probably doing all this for someone else without even realizing it." Heavenly Tribulation Daoist understood but remained expressionless.

Upon entering the Demon Palace, the demonic energy became even more tangible. Countless demons, demon kings, and demon generals, such as the demons Chi, Mei, Wang, and Liang, stood on both sides, all staring at the Heavenly Tribulation with fierce and greedy eyes.

The Heavenly Tribulation Daoist ignored it and followed Rahu directly to the main hall of the Demon Palace.