Primordial Era: I, Hongyun, take charge of the literary path

After killing the three dragons, Hongyun left the Buzhou Wasteland and came to a vast mountain range. The mountains were high and the forests were dense. Ferocious beasts roamed freely and human footprints were rare.

Located at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, this place has virtually no influence from the three races because the pressure from Pangu here is too great, even Taiyi Golden Immortals find it difficult to move.

Hongyun found a secluded valley in the mountains, carved out a cave dwelling, and settled down temporarily.

"Phew, finally I can catch my breath."

Hongyun sat in her cave, looking at the phoenix tree in the Hundred Herbs Painting, her heart filled with countless emotions.

For this phoenix tree, Hongyun went through countless life-or-death experiences, was hunted down by three clans and rogue cultivators, and almost died at the hands of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal several times.

But in the end, he survived, escaped with the sycamore tree, and grew stronger and stronger.

He danced on the edge of a knife time and time again, and the true form of Hongyun was of great help to him. With the help of the Wenyun Diagram, Hongyun predicted his way out and helped him turn bad luck into good on several occasions.

"Next, I need to cultivate diligently and strive to break through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm as soon as possible."

Hongyun closed his eyes and began to cultivate. The three races would not let this go easily and would likely find this place. He had to become stronger before they found him.

The primordial wilderness was vast, boundless, yet it was also small, so small that there was no place for him to reside.

But Hongyun has no regrets. This is his choice, and even if he is covered in wounds, he will crawl to the end.

"The decisive battle between the three races is imminent. In order to prepare for the great battle, the three races will soon be too busy to hunt me down. As long as I can hold out for this period, everything will be fine."

On the other side, Jinlong personally oversaw the Buzhou Wasteland, gathering more than a dozen Taiyi Golden Immortals of the Scaled Armor Clan to search the entire Buzhou Wasteland and continuously extend it inwards.

The dragon race was already sparsely populated, and the killing of three potential Great Luo Golden Immortals even alarmed the Ancestral Dragon.

The First Emperor personally issued an order that the murderer of the three dragons must be captured. Not only must the phoenix tree be obtained, but the murderer must also be skinned alive and have his soul burned, leaving him unable to die even if he wanted to.

Because of the Emperor's personal order, even as the situation on the front lines became increasingly tense, the Golden Dragon continued to search for the Red Cloud.

It should be noted that after the conflict between the three races intensified, even the Phoenix Clan, which most desired the Wutong Tree, no longer sent out Great Luo Golden Immortals to search for Hongyun. This shows the depth of the Dragon Clan's hatred for Hongyun and the Dragon Clan's vengeful nature.

On this day, Hongyun suddenly woke up from his cultivation, because he felt a chill run down his spine.

"Have the three races caught up again?"

Thinking of this, Hongyun immediately left the cave and headed straight for Buzhou Mountain.

Shortly after Hongyun left, a Taiyi Golden Immortal of the Scaled Armor Clan tracked him down to this place. Upon discovering Hongyun's aura, he immediately reported the matter to the Golden Dragon.

Soon, the golden dragon flew over.

If it weren't for the intense pressure from Pangu and the stable space here, the golden dragon would have torn through space directly.

"Chase after him! Don't let him get away!"

Jinlong roared and took the lead in chasing after them, followed by the other Scaled Armor Clan members who had come to inquire.

Jinlong was in hot pursuit, while Hongyun was fleeing frantically ahead, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

"Damn it, I can't escape now..."

A sense of despair welled up in Hongyun's heart. Even though the space here was stable and a Great Luo Golden Immortal could not tear through space to teleport directly, the speed of flying far exceeded that of a Taiyi.

Suddenly, a thick fog appeared ahead, completely obscuring the view.

Seeing the dense fog appear, Hongyun gritted his teeth and plunged into it without hesitation.

The fog was so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, and it had the effect of blocking out divine senses. After entering the thick fog, Hongyun lost his sense of direction and could only move forward by feeling.

Jinlong led his men to the edge of the thick fog, where they stopped. He frowned as he looked at the fog before him and probed it with his divine sense, only to find that it could only extend a hundred miles outwards, making it impossible to investigate the situation deep within the fog.

"Sir, what is this?"

"A Taiyi from the Scaled Armor Clan asked curiously."

"I don't know, but it feels very dangerous."

Jinlong pondered for a moment, "This thick fog might be some unknown and dangerous place. Going in would be suicide."

"So what do we do? Just give up like this?"

"A Taiyi of the Scaled Armor Clan asked unwillingly."

Jinlong shook his head. "We can't give up. Zulong gave a death order: we must capture that kid and get the phoenix tree. We'll wait here."

"How long do we have to wait?"

Jinlong said in a deep voice, "We'll see. If they still don't come out in a few years, we'll go in."

On the other side, Hongyun walked for a long time in the thick fog. He didn't know how far he had gone or whether he was going in the right direction. He could only keep walking forward.

The fog was eerily quiet; there was no wind, no insects chirping, and you couldn't even hear your own footsteps. It was as if the whole world had vanished.

Since entering the dense fog, Hongyun's heartbeat quickened, and a nameless unease began to spread through her.

Sometimes, Hongyun felt that something was hiding in the thick fog, watching him, but every time Hongyun scanned his surroundings with his divine sense, he found nothing.

Suddenly, Hongyun stopped in her tracks, for a figure appeared ahead. The figure stood in the thick fog, its face obscured, only its general outline visible.

The figure stood motionless, like a sculpture.

"Who?"

Hongyun gripped the Ice Soul Sword tightly and asked warily, but the figure did not answer and remained motionless.

Hongyun hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked towards the figure. As she got closer, she realized that it was not a figure at all, but a stone pillar about the height of a person.

The stone pillar had a rough surface and no carvings on it. It looked like an ordinary stone pillar, but Hongyun always felt that this stone pillar was not simple.

Because it appeared so abruptly in the thick fog, how could a stone pillar in its natural state look so much like a stone pillar?

Hongyun leaned closer to examine it, and reached out to touch the stone pillar. The moment his fingers touched the pillar, a cool sensation flowed into his body from within it.

The aura was strange; it wasn't magic or spiritual power, but a force he had never encountered before.

Just as Hongyun was wondering, the stone pillar suddenly lit up, and then runes appeared on its surface, emitting a ghostly blue light.

Sensing something was wrong, Hongyun felt an alarm bell ring in his mind. He tried to let go, but found that his hand was stuck to the stone pillar and he couldn't get it off no matter what he did.

"not good!"

Hongyun felt a chill run down his spine. He tried to break free with brute force and escape by severing his hand, but the icy aura had already entered his meridians and begun to erode his magical power.

Just as Hongyun was about to lose his hand to escape, the phoenix tree in the Hundred Herbs Painting suddenly shook violently.

A golden flame surged from the paulownia tree, following the pulse of the red clouds into the stone pillar.

boom--

The crimson flames collided with the icy aura within the stone pillar, unleashing a violent energy surge.

The stone pillar trembled slightly, the red clouds were thrown away, and the thick fog around seemed to dissipate somewhat.

The runes on the stone pillar flickered a few times and then returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Hongyun gasped for breath, looking at the stone pillar with lingering fear. He had almost had his magic power drained by the pillar. If the phoenix tree hadn't intervened in time, he might have become a dried-up corpse.

"Thank you, sycamore tree."

Hongyun spoke to the phoenix tree in his heart, and the phoenix tree swayed slightly, as if responding to him.