Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 570 A Thousand Years Have Passed, A Great War Is About to Begin!

Even the usually carefree Mosquito Daoist in the Netherworld showed a rare hint of solemnity on his face.

"Teacher, is the invasion of demonic forces really that terrifying?"

Just now, Zhao Gongming told Mosquito Taoist.

At first, Mosquito Taoist didn't care about temporarily closing the Netherworld.

It's just a demonic invasion; how could it possibly pose any real threat to the Three Realms?

It should be noted that in the Three Realms today, besides the various saints, there is also the Dao Ancestor, who serves as a pillar of stability.

Millions of years ago, during the conflict between the Dao and the Demon, the Dao Ancestor was able to defeat the Demon Ancestor Rahu.

Does that mean we're no longer a match after billions of years?

Zhao Gongming noticed Mosquito Taoist's indifference, and his expression turned serious. He slowly said, "Have you ever heard a saying?"

"Please give me some guidance, teacher."

Mosquito Taoist showed a respectful expression.

"In this world, there is no absolute light, nor is there absolute darkness. The Three Realms have been peaceful for too long since the end of the Dragon-Han Calamity. Even during the Lich-Demon Calamity and the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, the conflicts were internal to the Primordial World, not caused by external factors."

"Over such a long period of time, the calamities accumulated in the primordial world have reached an inconceivable level. And the invasion of the demonic path has come at just the right time. The rise of the Dao and the fall of the demons is a law of Heaven. This invasion of the demonic path is probably even more dangerous than the Dragon-Han Calamity of the past!"

Zhao Gongming explained it simply to Mosquito Taoist before speaking.

"Therefore, for the safety of the Netherworld and for the greater good, sealing off the Netherworld is an inevitable step."

Mosquito Taoist's face showed fear. "Yes, teacher."

Immediately, Mosquito Daoist summoned the Fengdu Emperor's Seal, pouring all his Quasi-Saint Great Perfection power into it. In an instant, the Emperor's Seal burst forth with an unprecedentedly intense divine light, illuminating the dark and cold Netherworld as bright as day.

The next moment, all living beings in the Netherworld, from the Five Ghost Emperors to the lowest Yin Soul soldiers, heard the incomparably majestic voice of the Mosquito Taoist.

"By the decree of the Sage, the passage to the Netherworld will be officially closed one hundred years from now. All those in the Netherworld must return within one hundred years. No one will be allowed to return after that time. Remember this well."

Mosquito Taoist's voice slowly faded, then he glanced at Zhao Gongming with a hint of caution, involuntarily licking his lips, a look of expectation on his face.

"Master, I've been in the Underworld for too long. Aside from handling daily duties, I'm incredibly bored. Now that the war between the Dao and the Demons is about to begin, is there anything I can do for the Three Realms?"

The Mosquito Taoist was incredibly lonely. He had been the Emperor of Fengdu for billions of years, enjoying boundless power, but in return, he was extremely lonely.

For hundreds of millions of years, they have never even had the opportunity to fight, compete, or spar with others. For a primordial alien species like the Mosquito Daoist, this was nothing short of torture.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gongming couldn't help but look at Mosquito Taoist and sized him up.

Mosquito Taoist has long been able to shoulder a great responsibility.

With his cultivation at the Great Perfection of Quasi-Saint level, coupled with the Devouring Law and the Space Law, he was among the top beings in the entire prehistoric world below the Saint level, and he was indeed quite useful.

"Is your mosquito army still around?"

Zhao Gongming suddenly spoke up and asked.

The Mosquito Taoist's true form is a Bloodwing Black Mosquito. He is not only a rare species from the Primordial Chaos but also the Ancestor of Mosquitoes, commanding all mosquitoes in the Three Realms. Naturally, he has a mosquito army under his command.

Mosquito Taoist said excitedly, "Of course they're still here. I'm training them day and night."

"Alright, then you should train hard. When the great war between the Dao and the Demons breaks out in the future, I will assign you a mission."

"Yes, teacher."

Mosquito Taoist's face wasn't so dark anymore, he was so happy.

After leaving the Netherworld, Zhao Gongming went straight to Longevity Mountain and met Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhao Gongming did not make many demands on Zhen Yuanzi.

It is only hoped that Zhen Yuanzi, with the help of the Earth's membrane, this precious treasure, can mobilize the power of the earth's veins in the Three Realms to protect all living beings in the Three Realms.

Zhen Yuanzi was naturally happy to do such a thing, and agreed without hesitation.

While the Jie Sect was taking action, the Human Sect, the Chan Sect, Buddhism, and the Heavenly Court were also not idle, and each mobilized the greatest strength of their respective sects.

The Heavenly Court dispatched ten million heavenly soldiers and generals to be stationed throughout the Three Realms to guard them and resist the invasion of the demonic forces.

Under the decree of the current leader, Grand Master Xuandu, the entire Renjiao sect returned to Shouyang Mountain, officially announcing the closure of its mountain gates.

As for the Chan Sect, the Primordial Sage of Kunlun personally intervened, and all the disciples of the Chan Sect gathered at Kunlun Mountain, drawing their swords and displaying the spirit of fighting to the death against the invasion of the demonic path!

As for Buddhism, under the will of the two Western Saints, Buddhism also closed its mountains.

There's no other way; Buddhism simply can't withstand any more turmoil.

An invasion by demonic forces squandered all the good fortune his Buddhist sect had gained from their journey to the West, and even resulted in significant losses.

This time, the two Buddhist saints dared not gamble anymore. If they continued to gamble, the great prosperity of Buddhism would probably never come again.

Not only the various sage lineages, but also all the races of the primordial world sensed an impending storm and gathered their strength, concentrating their power on one point to resist the unknown risks ahead.

Among all the races, the human race made the biggest moves.

In the ancestral land of the human race, the Suiren clan has the Chao clan and the Zhenyi clan.

The Heavenly Emperor Fuxi, the Earthly Emperor Shennong, and the Human Emperor Xuanyuan!

Emperor Zhuanxu, Emperor Ku, Emperor Yao, Emperor Shun, and Emperor Yu.

Countless progenitors of the human race stepped forward and opened up a new land in the Southern Continent, informing the Three Realms that all races of the primordial world who wished to seek refuge could come to the Southern Continent. As long as the human race existed, no extraterrestrial demon would invade the Southern Continent.

Anyway, after this wave, almost all the races have found a place where they can be safely protected.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another thousand years have passed!

On this day, a resounding Daoist chant, like the grandest bell, suddenly rang out throughout the Three Realms!

Ripples spread through the air, then reached the ears of all beings in the Three Realms with perfect clarity.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable malevolent aura rose up within the Three Realms, blotting out the sky and spreading to every inch of the Three Realms.

Its depth and richness even surpass those of Lich King, Investiture of the Gods, and Journey to the West!

"The battle between the Dao and the Demon has been reignited. Who will be the ultimate winner this time?"

"Millions of years ago, on Mount Sumeru, the Dao Ancestor won, and this time will be no exception."

"Don't be too happy yet. Back then, besides the Dao Ancestor, there were also the Yin-Yang Demon God and the Qiankun Demon God assisting him. If it weren't for that, the outcome would have been uncertain!"

The divine thoughts of countless powerful beings in the primordial world communicated and collided in the void.

In reality, once they've cultivated to that level, the conflict between the Dao and the Demonic is nothing special.

Even if they lose, they won't be without a way out. With their cultivation level, they can easily find a star in the chaos and settle down.

Mount Sumeru, the ancestral home of the demonic path, Wu Tian slowly curled up the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile!

"Shall our demonic path begin its conquest of the Three Realms with the Buddhist sects in the Northern Continent of Julu?"

(End of this chapter)