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

"puff"

Hongjun coughed up blood again, feeling as if all the treasures connected to his divine sense were being forcibly "pulled" out of the depths of his primordial spirit by invisible pincers.

Even the deepest hidden fragment of the Creation Jade Disc, which served as the foundation of his Dao, let out a mournful cry as it was forcibly stripped away, transforming into a beam of clear light that fell into Wu Gu's palm.

"No"

Hongjun let out a desperate roar, watching helplessly as his greatest reliance, the guidance of the Great Dao, and his hope for the future were taken away.

His eyes were bloodshot, almost dripping with blood, and his gaze toward Wugu was filled with deep-seated resentment and icy killing intent, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

Wu Gu, however, seemed oblivious, playing with the fragment of the Creation Jade Disc in his hand that exuded endless Daoist charm, sensing the vast information of the Three Thousand Great Daos within it.

After a moment of contemplation, Wu Gu seemed to "show mercy" and took out an object. It was a one-third fragment of a jade disc that also exuded profound Daoist charm, but upon closer inspection, the charm was slightly inferior.

It was a "fake" that he meticulously replicated in his early years in the Great Luo Heaven World, using his weapon-refining skills combined with his deductions about the Creation Jade Disc.

"Hongjun considers the difficulty of your cultivation and that you have not committed any irreparable acts of killing today. I will not push things too far, so I will return this item to you."

After saying this, Wu Gu casually tossed the "one-third replica of the Creation Jade Disc" to Hongjun. Then, his figure flickered and disappeared without a trace, as if merging into the void. Only Hongjun, whose aura had weakened, whose eyes were lifeless, and who was holding a "fake jade disc" in his hand, remained alone in the sky above the ruined Western Continent.

With Wugu's departure, the "Dragon-Han Calamity" and the "Battle of the Dao and Demons," which swept across the prehistoric world, lasted for a long time, and buried countless lives and ambitions, finally came to a complete end.

After losing the continuous stimulation of endless malevolent energy and calamity, the primordial world began to slowly repair itself. The laws of heaven became active, and although the spiritual energy was slightly reduced overall due to the damage to the west, the pure spiritual energy regained dominance, making it very suitable for cultivating heavenly techniques and comprehending the laws of heaven.

However, the "barrier" set up by the Heavenly Dao has made it extremely difficult for all beings to perceive the true Dao. The path of cultivation in the future will depend more on the understanding and compliance with the rules of the Heavenly Dao.

After these two consecutive calamities, the number of creatures in the prehistoric world has decreased by nearly 90%, and the true "protagonist of heaven and earth" has not yet been born. The entire prehistoric world has fallen into a period of weakness and silence after the great war.

Among them, the Phoenix Clan had the most surviving members due to Yuan Feng's foresight and strict discipline, accounting for about 30% of the total before the calamity, and thus their heritage was best preserved.

The dragon and qilin clans are reduced to less than one in ten, and their heavy karma makes their future difficult.

Before leaving, Wugu sent a message to the Twelve Ancestral Witches: "The battlefield is no longer of any value. Clean up the last remaining scattered corpses and spiritual materials, and then quickly return to the Pangu Temple. The resources obtained this time are quite abundant; digest them as soon as possible and transform them into the foundation of our Wu clan."

The twelve ancestral witches, under orders, used their earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of magic or technique) to gather the last batch of "spoils of war" and quietly returned to the Pangu Temple deep within Buzhou Mountain.

The digestion and reflection following a lavish feast is about to unfold within the Wu tribe.

Wu Gu stepped out from the lingering ashes and resentment of the Western Continent. Space seemed to lose its meaning beneath his feet. In just a few steps, he traversed countless mountains and rivers, arriving at the "Ten Thousand Volcanoes" deep within the Southern Continent, a place where flames blaze year-round and earth fires surge.

The immortal volcano was once the ancestral home of the Phoenix Clan. The Yuanfeng Dojo was originally the heart of the Southern Continent and the hub of the earth's fire, which was intense yet orderly.

However, after Yuan Feng returned from his tribulation, he was forced to make a vow to the Heavenly Dao to "eternally suppress the immortal volcano." Just like the Ancestral Dragon suppressing the East Sea Eye and the First Qilin transforming into auspicious earth veins, all three were forcibly moved by the Heavenly Dao with its supreme power to the place designated by the vow, beginning a long and lonely life of "atonement" and "guarding".

The Hundred Thousand Volcanoes, permeated by the killing energy of the Dragon-Han and Dao-Mo tribulations, and lacking the active regulation of its master Yuan Feng, have seen the toxic fire, evil energy, and even the violent energy caused by the damage to the earth's veins, which had been accumulating deep within the earth's core, continuously erupt and surge, making this place more dangerous than ever before.

The true form of Yuan Feng was suppressed at the bottom of this boiling sea of ​​fire, forcibly suppressing and channeling the destructive energy that was enough to burn down the Southern Continent with the supreme Phoenix Nirvana Dao.

Wugu hovered above the Hundred Thousand Volcanoes, his divine sense sweeping downwards. He saw endless dark red magma and black malevolent energy churning and intertwining deep within the earth's core. A phoenix image, surrounded by crimson-gold divine flames, with tail feathers hanging to the sky and exuding divine might, was quietly suspended above the most violent energy node.

Beneath the phoenix image, the original phoenix could be vaguely seen sitting cross-legged, its face cold and its brows solemn, as it exerted all its power to urge the Nirvana True Fire to burn, purify, and transform the ever-surging earth fire evil energy.

Suppressing the immortal volcano was not difficult for her. With her current cultivation level of half a step into the Primordial Chaos Realm, coupled with the fact that her "Postnatal Phoenix Nirvana Great Dao" had reached the 9.9th level, she was able to stabilize the earth fire.

What truly drains one's spiritual energy is the inexhaustible stream of negative "evil energy," which originates from the primordial carnage and gathers due to the damage to the earth's veins.

This malevolent energy requires Yuan Feng to use the Phoenix Nirvana Dao to continuously purify the Phoenix Nirvana Divine Lotus in order to ensure that it is not contaminated.

"Madam, you've worked hard."

Wu Gu's gentle yet clear voice pierced through the raging magma and malevolent energy barrier, resounding directly in Yuan Feng's divine sense.

Before Yuan Feng could respond, Wu Gu had already taken action.

"boom"

A gigantic, chaotic-colored giant phantom, a million feet tall and towering, suddenly appeared amidst the 100,000 volcanoes.

This is not a Dharma form, but rather the power of the "true form" after the initial completion of the Wugu "Creation Emperor Scripture".

The giant seemed to suppress the laws and principles of ten thousand volcanoes, and Wugu lowered his head, his gaze shining down like two chaotic suns.

A vast, profound power, imbued with the supreme Daoist principles of "creation" and "suppression," descended from the giant phantom and gently covered the entire 100,000 volcano region.

In an instant, the churning magma solidified, the erupting volcano fell silent, the raging subterranean fires retreated obediently into the earth's veins, and even the foul, malevolent energy was frozen and purified.

Yuan Feng immediately felt the invisible pressure on her body recede like a tide. She breathed a sigh of relief, her body radiating divine light. With a sway, she had already left the sea of ​​fire at the center of the earth and appeared before Wu Gu's majestic true form.

Compared to Wugu's true form at this moment, she appeared so petite, yet so harmonious.

Wugu's giant phantom slowly shrank, transforming into the size of a normal person, and stood side by side with Yuanfeng on the clouds, looking down at the volcanic group below, which was now as calm as a mirror.