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

Luo Hou's "Blood Soul Spear," which he obtained from Blood Soul Valley, had long been completely refined by him, making it as easy to wield as an extension of his own arm and incredibly powerful.

Having tasted the sweetness of victory, how could Rahu sit idly by and watch the three races develop peacefully and continue to grow stronger? He took the initiative and said, "Demons and monsters, seventeen demon envoys of the seven emotions and six desires, obey my command!"

Rahu's demonic voice pierced through their minds: "You shall immediately infiltrate the three primordial races. In the land of the Dragon Clan, disguise yourselves as Qilin and ambush and kill the dragon princes and grandsons. In the land of the Qilin, transform into flying birds and kill their descendants. In the land of the Phoenix, transform into scales and armor and slay the flying birds. You must incite hatred among the three factions and make them kill each other."

"We will obey the Demon Ancestor's decree." The seventeen illusory demonic figures, their forms shifting between reality and illusion, departed and silently merged into the territory of the three races.

Not only that, Rahu personally took action, concealing his tracks as he roamed the borderlands of the three races, unleashing the supreme magic "Otherworldly Demonic Curse." This curse is formless and intangible, capable of stirring up the deepest greed, jealousy, and violence within the hearts of living beings.

Under the influence of the curse, countless members of the three tribes have become bloodthirsty and belligerent, often drawing their swords against each other over trivial matters, and even causing bloody conflicts between tribes.

For a time, friction and conflict escalated constantly at the border of the three primordial races. Although the Ancestral Dragon, the Primordial Phoenix, and the First Qilin tried their best to restrain their subordinates, the Demonic Sect's methods were unpredictable and difficult to defend against.

The foundation of trust among the three innate races is being rapidly eroded. Conflicts are like a dry pyre, ready to ignite at any moment.

Just as Rahu was secretly stirring up trouble, a Taoist priest from Yujing Mountain, with white hair and a youthful face, holding a whisk and surrounded by pure energy, appeared. He was none other than Hongjun Taoist.

At this moment, Hongjun smiled as he looked at the three incarnations in front of him, who bore a seven-tenths resemblance to him in appearance but had completely different temperaments.

One of them is dressed in white, with a kind face and exudes an aura of "goodness," and is called the "good corpse."

One of them is dressed in black, with a cold and stern face, exuding an aura of "evil" thoughts; this is the "evil corpse".

One of them, dressed in gray with a blank expression, exudes an aura of obsessive "self" and is known as the "Self Corpse".

Having severed all three corpses, Hongjun has created a method of "slaying the three corpses to attain enlightenment" that is completely different from the method of attaining enlightenment through force, based on his supreme wisdom. He has successfully taken the three key steps and may only need the three corpses to be united to attain enlightenment and achieve primordial chaos.

"The three clans are at the height of their fortune, but their people's hearts are clouded by the dust of the Dao. They only know how to subdue others with force and do not understand the true meaning of the Great Dao. They should be given an assistance on my path of cultivation." Hongjun smiled calmly and said to the three corpse incarnations, "You should go. First, go to the East Sea; second, go to Qilin Cliff; third, go to Phoenix Heavenly Palace. I will bestow this method of proving the Dao with this fortune upon the three clan leaders."

The three corpses bowed respectfully and transformed into three beams of clear light, disappearing without a trace. Not long after, in the East Sea Dragon Palace, the Ancestral Dragon received the kind-faced "benevolent corpse" incarnation.

At Qilin Cliff, the First Qilin received the expressionless "Self-Corpse" incarnation.

Phoenix Heavenly Palace's Yuan Feng then encountered the incarnation of the "evil corpse" that exuded an evil aura.

The three avatars of Hongjun spoke almost identically, saying, "Fellow Daoist, you possess the fortune of a clan, yet to attain the Primordial Chaos realm, you need immense perseverance, wisdom, and great opportunity. I have a method called the 'Method of Attaining the Dao through Fortune.' If you can unify the primordial world and gather all the fortune of heaven and earth into your own body, you may be able to use this supreme fortune to forcefully break through the gate of Primordial Chaos and attain the indestructible Primordial Dao fruit."

His words were full of temptation. Yuan Feng's Dao Heart was clear, and his acquired Nirvana Dao was extremely clear. His future was bright, and he scoffed at such opportunistic methods.

However, the First Dragon and the First Qilin began to have their own thoughts. Having cultivated to the eighth level, they already felt the road ahead was difficult. Although they knew that Hongjun harbored ill intentions, the words "Qi Destiny Proves the Dao" were like a demonic whisper in their ears, planting a dangerous seed in their hearts.

With the friction between the three races increasing daily, if it really comes to the point where war is unavoidable or the two people's cultivation can no longer advance, this method may truly become their last choice.

Seeing that Rahu and Hongjun had already made their moves, the other innate gods and demons could no longer hold back. The Five Elements Ancestor sneaked into the territory of the Qilin Clan, used the Five Elements Great Escape to steal several earth-element treasures related to the tribe's ley lines, and left behind a few magnificent phoenix feathers.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor traveled between the Dragon Clan and the Bird Clan, setting up a Yin-Yang Illusion Array to make the patrol teams of both sides see each other as mindless ferocious beasts and kill each other.

Although the Ancestor Qiankun was once defeated by Wugu, he eventually rebuilt his Dao body and is now secretly spreading rumors to incite conflicts between different branches within the three races.

The entire primordial world appeared to be orderly under the rule of the three primordial races, but in reality, it was rife with undercurrents and lurking dangers. The conflicts between the three primordial races, fueled by the relentless efforts of these primordial gods and demons, were escalating to the point of imminent conflict.

However, in this prelude to a great calamity where demons run rampant and all living beings are merely pawns, there is one person who remains detached from worldly affairs.

On a quiet island on the coast of the East China Sea, under a willow tree in the center, the Great Immortal with High Eyebrows sat cross-legged, the space around him rippling, as if he had merged with the entire primordial void.

He neither actively caused chaos like Rahu nor laid out his plans like Hongjun; he simply focused on comprehending the mysteries of the Great Dao of Space and restoring his supreme cultivation from the chaotic era.

Perhaps in his eyes, the primordial chaos was nothing but a mirage, and only his own path to immortality was eternal. This serene detachment from the world was both exceptionally precious and awe-inspiring amidst the clamor of heaven and earth.

The vast and boundless Eastern Continent is crisscrossed by waterways and rivers, a vital waterway established by the Dragon Clan through millions of years of management to control the world's waterways.

The areas on both sides of the watercourse are mostly hilly plains with rising earth energy, which are important areas occupied by the Qilin clan and the beast clan.

The two tribes' territories were roughly divided by a giant, winding mountain range called "Iron Sha Ridge." To the east of Iron Sha Ridge, the air was misty and the west was thick with soil and rocks. They should have been clearly separated and kept separate.

On this day, on a wide river thirty thousand miles east of Ironclad Ridge, waves surged, and a group of about twenty people were slowly patrolling on water and clouds. The leader was a young dragon clansman wearing a crimson dragon-patterned battle robe, with two horns on his head and an arrogant and fierce look on his face.

His aura was surging, reaching the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. He was none other than Ao Xuan, the youngest son of Ao Huo, the fifth elder of the Dragon Clan.

Behind Ao Xuan were eighteen elite dragon guards, all of whom possessed the cultivation level of a late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal. They were clad in armor and armed with weapons, but their expressions varied.

Some followed Ao Xuan fawningly, while others glanced around furtively. Still others harbored a barely perceptible coldness and cunning deep within their eyes.

Ao Xuan, relying on his father being the Fifth Elder of the Dragon Clan, routinely bullies vassal aquatic creatures, seizes treasures, and commits adultery with other people's lovers and offspring. His body is entangled in karmic burdens that have almost solidified; if it weren't for the Dragon Clan's prosperous fortune, he would have already faced calamity.

After inspecting the area for a while, Ao Xuan felt rather bored and was about to order his men to turn around and head to a nearby mermaid tribe to "find some fun." Just then, a dragon general in the guard team, with an ordinary-looking face but unusually sharp eyes, quietly approached.