Primordial Era: The Three Senior Brothers of the Taiqing Clan

The primordial world has always been a place filled with slaughter, where the strong prey on the weak and only the fittest survive. This law has never changed, and it never will.

After Duobao and the others returned to the human settlement, they immediately went to see Xuanyuan.

To their relief, during their absence, no major battles broke out between the two sides; only various small-scale skirmishes occurred.

Upon arriving at Xuanyuan's temporary command post, Xuanyuan eagerly inquired, "When will the Holy Master return?"

Xuan Du and the others exchanged smiles, and then Duo Bao spoke up: "The Vice Sect Leader went to the Underworld to find Houtu. We don't know how these witches got out of there. They're really courting death, actually trying to seize the position of the human race's supreme ruler."

Their tone was somewhat disdainful; with Chen Qing's help, they had no worries about the Witch Clan at all.

Just then, the group suddenly looked up at the sky, their brows furrowing slightly.

"The Heavenly Maiden of the Nine Heavens, by order of the Heavenly Emperor, has descended the mountain to assist the sovereign in unifying the world." A clear voice echoed from the sky.

"Haotian's people? What does it mean to send someone here at this time?" The group looked at each other, then realized a possibility, and their expressions instantly turned grim.

This great battle is Xuanyuan's tribulation for attaining enlightenment. If anyone participates, they will gain merit after Xuanyuan attains enlightenment! Is Haotian sending someone to steal his merit?

Thinking of this, their faces darkened. The positions of the Three Sovereigns were jointly decided by the Three Religions and Nuwa, and the merits naturally belonged to the Three Religions.

Haven't you seen those old guys in the primordial world, who knew that helping others would bring merit, yet no one dared to reach out? Because they knew what they could and couldn't take.

However, since they were only using the pretense of helping out, they couldn't say much. The group exchanged glances and then headed outside.

A female immortal stood smiling in the sky, with a dense array of heavenly soldiers and generals arranged neatly on a cloud of auspicious clouds behind her. At a rough glance, there were more than 100,000 of them, creating a magnificent spectacle.

Upon seeing the group emerge, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden gracefully bowed and said, "Mystic Maiden greets the Common Ruler of the Human Race and fellow Daoists."

"Greetings, fellow Daoist." Although they were unhappy that Haotian had sent people to steal their merits, they couldn't refuse since the other party said they were there to help.

After exchanging greetings, the group returned to the place where they had been discussing matters. As for the heavenly soldiers and generals, Xuanyuan naturally sent people to find them a place to camp.

The commotion from the Heavenly Court was naturally noticed by Chi You and his group on the other side. The Three Religions alone were already difficult for them to handle, especially without their top fighters present. Now, with the Heavenly Court added to the mix, everyone's expressions turned grim.

"Bang!"

"Damn these people! When my Wu clan was the overlord of the primordial world, these people were nowhere to be found! I never expected that they would all jump out now!" Chi You smashed a boulder next to him with his palm and said angrily.

At this moment, he felt a little uneasy. His greatest confidence in doing this stemmed from the support of those extraterrestrial saints.

But now those guys had suddenly vanished without a trace, which greatly annoyed him. He didn't know that the extraterrestrial saint he considered his trump card had already been killed by Chen Qing.

If he knew, he would probably already be thinking about how to escape, instead of standing here and fighting the other party head-on.

At that moment, the roars of dragons filled the sky. Then, dozens of giant dragons of various colors appeared in the sky and rushed towards this place.

Amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, they transformed into figures and landed before Chi You and the others. Five middle-aged men appeared silently at the forefront, their auras as deep and unfathomable as an abyss.

Chi You and the others' expressions changed drastically: "Quasi-Saint?"

The newcomer smiled slightly at Chi You and the others, then said, "Don't panic, everyone. We, the Dragon Clan, have come to help you."

The Heavenly Court helped the Xuanyuan tribe, while the Dragon Clan entered Chiyou's Jiuli tribe.

The involvement of both sides seemed to have set off a signal. Many rogue cultivators from the prehistoric world who were still observing the great battle were also preparing to join in the fun.

For a time, this great battle attracted the attention of everyone in the primordial world. Both sides also tacitly avoided any major battles during this period, instead rapidly integrating the newly joined forces.

As always, the members of the three religions, including Duobao, did not make much of a statement. They also treated the newly joined forces with indifference.

Although this displeased many people, they also knew the huge gap between themselves and the three religions, so they dared not say anything more.

Looking at the group of people joining one after another, Xuan Du and the others sneered inwardly: "These are just some rogue cultivators from the primordial world, nothing more than cannon fodder. They want to steal merit, but they don't even know their own limitations."

Conversely, their attitude towards the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden and others from the Heavenly Court was quite favorable. This was because, although they were suspected of trying to steal merit, they had indeed provided Xuanyuan with considerable assistance.

For example, when the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden saw that the human warriors' formation was scattered, she specially taught them the Heavenly Court's methods of training soldiers, as well as some techniques for marching and deploying troops.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the great battle between the two sides began in earnest.

The newly joined rogue cultivators, influenced by the fighting spirit and murderous aura of both sides, charged into the battlefield with howls, suffering heavy casualties in the blink of an eye.

The massive battlefield was like a meat grinder, with endless sounds of fighting and screams, severed limbs scattered everywhere, and rivers of blood flowing.

The high-level combatants of both sides tacitly avoided the main battlefield and came to the side to confront each other.

Chen Qing has returned, but he stands calmly in the clouds without revealing himself.

He had arrived here long ago, but apart from notifying Xuandu and the others, he did not alert anyone.

He wanted to see what Chi You would have to rely on without the support of a sage. The fact that those dragons had joined in also piqued his interest.

"Have you considered the consequences of your joining the Chi You tribe?" Duo Bao asked, looking at the dragons opposite him.

The quasi-saint of the dragon race smirked: "Consequences? My dragon race was the overlord of ancient times. After so many years, it's time for my dragon race to rise again!"

Upon hearing this guy's words, not only did the humans laugh, but even the people on Chi You's side showed strange smiles.

Everyone knows that the dragon race has completely declined. Even their ancestor, Zhulong, was killed by Chen Qingdao. Moreover, the East Sea, one of the four seas, was wiped out, and even the dragon sons and grandsons were taken as mounts.

If the dragon race of the past still retained some prestige after its death, then the dragon race of today has completely declined.

Even if there are a few old fogies in the clan, they're not taken seriously by the others. I don't know where this guy gets his confidence, actually saying their dragon clan is about to rise!

Moreover, he said it in front of the disciples of the three religions. Everyone knows that the Dragon Clan's current predicament was due to Chen Qing's push.

Just then, Chen Qing sensed a different atmosphere. From the endless sea, an overwhelming aura suddenly emanated, reaching the heavens and permeating the entire primordial world.

Countless people were shocked, and one thought popped into their minds: Has someone become a saint?

Although it lacks the extraordinary phenomena such as the golden clouds filling the sky and the purple aura stretching 30,000 miles eastward that accompanied the ascension of the Three Pure Ones, the sheer power of this aura is undeniable.

They could all sense that it was a genuine aura, carrying a hint of saintly presence. Although not particularly strong, it still left everyone speechless with astonishment.

The eyes of the many dragons on the primordial continent blazed with fervent light, which eventually turned into fanaticism as they knelt on the ground in submission.

The dragons' unusual behavior quickly attracted everyone's attention. Combined with the overwhelming aura, everyone had the same thought: someone in the dragon race has become a saint!

Could it be that Zhulong didn't die? Others might not know about the Dragon Clan's situation, but the top beings in the prehistoric world certainly do.

Of the ancient dragons that survived, Zhulong had the highest cultivation level, but he perished in the battle with Chen Qing.

Could it be that he didn't die? As for the others, they weren't even worth their attention; they were far from becoming saints. Zhulong was just the best of a bad bunch.

Just as everyone was wondering, a deafening dragon roar resounded. Then, a ten-thousand-foot-long azure dragon burst forth from the sea and coiled above the waters.

The moment the azure dragon appeared, everyone was thrown into a frenzy.

Those powerful beings who survived from ancient times all recalled the figure who had wielded great influence during the war between the three races.

That is the faith of the dragon race, and also one of the overlords of ancient times.

He led the Dragon Clan to overpower the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan single-handedly, forcing them to unite against him.

If he hadn't ultimately fallen victim to the schemes of the Demon Ancestor Rahu, it wouldn't have been impossible for him to eventually unify the prehistoric world and become the supreme being.

The words "Zu Long" appeared in everyone's minds at that moment.

However, endless questions followed. The ancestral dragon's demise at the end of the three-race war was witnessed by many powerful beings.

In the end, only the enormous dragon body remained, which was carried back to the dragon cemetery by the remaining dragons using all their strength.

Why did he suddenly come back to life? And it seems he even took that final step?

"I, the Ancestral Dragon, have returned! Hahaha—" The grand voice resounded throughout the entire prehistoric world, causing countless people's expressions to change drastically.

At that very moment, the world suddenly trembled. Endless dark clouds gathered above the sea, and bolts of lightning rolled endlessly within the clouds. The overwhelming pressure caused everyone's pupils to shrink.

What's going on? Did the resurrection of the Ancestral Dragon defy the will of Heaven, and thus deserve divine punishment?

The space around Chen Qing trembled, and the last few figures appeared.

"Greetings, Master. Greetings, my two senior uncles." Chen Qing hurriedly bowed.

Indeed, it was the Three Pure Ones and their companions who arrived.

"Yes, get up." Lao Tzu nodded, then looked at the Ancestral Dragon in the sky above the sea with a complicated expression.

"Master, has the Ancestral Dragon attained sainthood? What about these tribulation clouds?" Chen Qing asked curiously.

Although his combat power is now extraordinary and his cultivation level is also remarkable, in the end, he has not cultivated for long enough and does not know much about many secrets.

Laozi's eyes flashed with a strange light as he spoke, "Why the Ancestral Dragon was resurrected is unclear; perhaps he was never truly dead. As for these tribulation clouds, we must now discuss the methods of attaining enlightenment in the primordial world today."

He paused, then continued, "When the Dao Ancestor was teaching, he said there were three methods to attain the Dao: first, by force; second, by severing the three corpses; and third, by accumulating merit."

You are probably familiar with the methods of attaining enlightenment by severing the three corpses and proving one's Dao through merit. However, proving one's Dao through force requires great magical power and cultivation to break through the Heavenly Dao, thereby becoming unrestrained and free.

Whether through sheer physical strength, the power of laws, or anything else, breaking through the Heavenly Dao is considered proving the Dao through force. You're following this path as well.

He glanced at Chen Qing, his gaze profound: "Of course, with the Three Thousand Laws accompanying you, even your master and we don't know where your path lies. You'll have to find it yourself."

The Way of Heaven is ruthless and without desire. To completely transcend the world, transcend the Way of Heaven, and be free from constraints, one must overcome the tribulations of becoming a saint.

Having passed through it, one is now carefree and unrestrained. Even if heaven and earth perish, one will not perish, and one can even roam freely in the chaos.

If one fails to overcome this obstacle, one will die and one's spiritual essence will vanish, turning everything to ashes.

Chen Qing listened with shock. He hadn't expected there to be so many interpretations! Then his pupils contracted as he looked at the distant Ancestral Dragon: "So, the Ancestral Dragon proved the Dao through force?"

"That's right. After proving one's Dao through force, one's combat power is at its strongest. Little Qingzi, you'd better be careful!" Tongtian said with a smile.

Chen Qing was taken aback. It seemed that given his current grudges with the Dragon Clan, the Ancestral Dragon would probably come looking for him to seek revenge as soon as it became a saint.

It seems this is really troublesome. I wonder how powerful the Ancestral Dragon will be after proving his Dao through force?

Will I need to leave my main body? But I'll be finishing up on my main body soon. Even if I don't make a lot of money then, it won't be much different. Plus, with the treasures in my hands, what's wrong with proving the Dao by force?

After Tongtian finished speaking, seeing Chen Qing remain silent, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Little Qingzi, are you worried that you can't beat him? Don't worry, your uncle is here."

Although the three of us achieved sainthood through a shortcut, using the power of merit to entrust our primordial spirits to the Heavenly Dao, this doesn't mean we're weak. The Three Pure Ones of Pangu—it was Pangu who created this primordial world!

In the end, Tongtian said with some emotion.

Chen Qing shuddered, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. Sure enough, his masters and uncles were no ordinary people! But he himself was afraid of that Ancestral Dragon? That was a joke!

Chen Qing's expression turned serious, and he stood proudly, saying, "It's nothing more than a mere Ancestral Dragon, and it's only recently become a Saint. I, Chen Qing, am no stranger to slaying Saints!"

Chen Qing spoke with an air of domineering confidence, as if he didn't take the First Emperor seriously at all.

The purple lightning hammer in his hand trembled slightly, and lightning crackled on its surface, as if it were yearning for a fierce and exhilarating battle.

The turbid evil chain around his waist swayed gently, making a soft metallic clanging sound, as if responding to its master's fighting spirit.