Primordial Era: Elixir of Qi Transforms into Form, Controlling the Pharmacology of the World

Chapter 131

The self-destruction of the Houzang led Ling Dan to believe that it might be difficult to create a zombie race in the future. Who knew that, after many twists and turns, Ling Dan found a fragment of the Creation Jade Butterfly and even discovered a fragment of the Roaring Heart.

This tiny fragment, imbued with an ancient aura, clearly wasn't the Roaring Zombie Heart from before. Even so, it was enough to excite Ling Dan; perhaps this very Roaring Zombie Heart could truly give birth to the zombie race!

Ling Dan didn't think much of it and simply grabbed the fragment. Then she sealed the coffin, sealing away the heart within as well.

He then scanned the area with his divine sense, casting spells to churn the ground in search of treasures. Ling Dan now understood that the burial soil could conceal one's aura and prevent prying eyes. Therefore, the opportunities he had previously sought were few and far between. The true opportunities were hidden within the burial soil.

Ling Dan rummaged through the land, searching for any hidden opportunities. But after a long search, she found very little. It seemed the treasures hidden there were ultimately too few. Or perhaps someone else had already taken them.

Ling Dan was searching for opportunities and treasures.

The sky changed color, Zhu Jiuyin and Jumang arrived one after another.

Six ancestral witches arrived at this place, gazing at the ghostly skeleton, and even he was shocked: "How is this possible? How could your kind be among the descendants of the Father God? No—"

The words of the ghostly skeletons, and the horrifying voices, contain many messages and secrets.

Zhu Jiuyin was also puzzled and very curious: "What? We are descendants of the Father God, how could we fake it? Could it be that among the descendants of the Father God, no race can emerge? Speaking of which, aren't you Netherworld Clan also a race formed from the blood of the Father God, fused with the Yin energy of heaven and earth?"

"That's right—the Netherworld Clan is a race formed from the blood of the Father God, fused with the Yin energy of heaven and earth. However, among the vast Netherworld Clan, only I, as the clan leader, am hailed as a direct descendant of the Father God."

It's important to understand that even among the descendants of the Father God, there are hierarchical distinctions. Aside from the legendary direct descendants conceived by the Father God, the highest level consists of the lineage descendants. To be hailed as a lineage descendant of the Father God signifies an incredibly powerful lineage. They all originate from the core of the Father God's physical body and the crucial point of his divine soul.

I, the patriarch of the Netherworld Clan, am formed from a drop of divine blood from the Father God, interwoven with the purest Yin energy of heaven and earth. Therefore, upon my birth, in terms of bloodline level, I far surpass all other descendants. Thus, I am hailed as a direct descendant of the Father God.

"Among the Netherworld Clan, I am the only direct descendant. Apart from that, the direct descendants of the Father God are extremely rare throughout the primordial world. And your clan, it seems, has six direct descendants—this is simply impossible."

The Netherworld skeleton appears to be the clan leader, seemingly knowing many secrets. It reveals that there is also a hierarchical division among the descendants of Pangu.

Something seems amiss with the Wu clan. So many direct descendants have emerged from within their ranks.

Zhu Jiuyin pondered for a moment, then burst into laughter: "So what? Perhaps the Father God has an extreme fondness for our race?"

"Absolutely impossible. The direct descendants of the Father God are few in number in each era. They are either rogue cultivators or patriarchs of a race. It is very rare for a race to have two direct descendants." The Netherworld Skeleton retorted again, with an even greater sense of disbelief.

"Whether it is or not, it's none of your business to comment. However, it seems you know a lot. Today I'll take you back to explore the past." Zhu Jiuyin shouted, and immediately charged out.

In an instant, Zhu Jiuyin and his group charged forward. One by one, they assumed battle stances, leaving the Netherworld Skeletons helpless.

As the fighting raged, the ghostly skeletons emitted bursts of laughter.

"Haha—I was wondering why this was so strange. If you were direct descendants of the Father God, with your aptitude, you definitely wouldn't have this level of cultivation—" said the Netherworld Skeleton, gazing at them before bursting into laughter again. "You're all premature babies, premature babies born with congenital deficiencies. You've wasted the opportunities given to you by the Father God; you're not worthy of being his descendants at all. In my era, cultivators like you who insult the Father God's bloodline, or even your race, are unworthy of such treatment."

They will all be divided up by other races, becoming nourishment for the other descendants of the Father God. Today, obediently give up and be refined by me. Let me grow stronger, so that you will know what the true power of the direct descendants of the Father God is!

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jiuyin remained calm yet furious: "What happens to us is none of your business. Today, you will surely be subdued by us—"

As they said this, they charged forward, each displaying a fighting stance; each of them was at the Hunyuan Realm.

Such a state of primordial chaos is beyond imagination. It is simply incomparable to the primordial chaos state that Di Jun reached through secret techniques.

This scene also made Di Jun realize what Tongtian had said earlier. Emotions, even when elevated to the Hunyuan realm through secret techniques, would gradually change along with the changes in one's foundation. Clearly, the Wu Clan's foundation was stronger, and their ability to reach the Hunyuan realm through secret techniques far surpassed that of other cultivators.

Therefore, the Wu Clan, relying on secret techniques, entered the Hunyuan Realm. They were absolutely capable of contending with true Hunyuan beings. However, Di Jun was somewhat struggling. This was due to the difference in aptitude, or perhaps the relationship of bloodline. The Golden Crow Clan seemed to have extremely high aptitude, but ultimately they were neither descendants of demon gods nor descendants of Pangu, so they could not compare to the Wu Clan.

At this moment, Di Jun's heart was also churning, as if he had thought of something.

Regardless of what Di Jun was thinking, even the Netherworld skeletons are now doomed.

The evolution of the Great Dao of Reincarnation ultimately proved insufficient to contend with the Great Dao of Time of Zhu Jiuyin. That era of time evolution, the condensed era of slaughter, could annihilate everything.

The boundless chill condensed by the Xuanming sealed the heavens, the Great Dao, and the passage of time, causing even this Netherworld skeleton to pause briefly.

In addition, Zhu Rong and his group also charged forward, following the Great Dao, leaving the Netherworld Skeletons in defeat.

To be honest, if it weren't for Zhu Jiuyin and his men trying to capture the Netherworld Skeleton alive, the battle would probably have ended long ago.

Soon, the Netherworld skeletons could no longer resist and were bound by the various Great Daos. Now, Houtu, having arrived, relied on the Great Dao to evolve a miniature version of the Primordial World. She bound the Netherworld skeletons within, making them unable to struggle or resist.

Seeing this scene, many powerful beings understood that the opportunity and great chaos here had finally come to an end.

Many powerful figures gained immensely from this battle, which also validated the ancient era. Furthermore, they learned about the Netherworld Clan, the Mad Clan, and the Yellow Spring Clan—

Regardless, the greatest beneficiaries of this battle were ultimately the Witch Clan. Now, Zhu Jiuyin and his group took away the bound Netherworld skeletons. No cultivator dared to stop them; they could only watch them depart.

Di Jun gazed intently, his deep eyes seeming to ponder something: "Demon Master—let's go!"

"It's time to go. The harvest this time has been enormous, and it will be of great help to the development of the demon race." Kunpeng said, his eyes gleaming.

The demons left, but many of their people remained to continue plundering the resources of this place.

The human race, including the Cloud Clan, has returned to this place once more. They clash with the demon race for resources, and another battle ensues.

Of course, there are also many independent cultivators among them, searching for resources.

Ling Dan put away the Earth Coffin, continued searching, but found nothing, so she returned to Tongtian.

Tongtian had also gained a great deal this time. Now, holding the Qingping Sword and circling the Four Swords of Zhuxian, he asked, "Ling Dan—how was your trip?"

"Haha—I am grateful to my martial uncle for bringing me here, and I have gained a great deal as well." Ling Dan did not hide anything and said it like that.

Tongtian stroked his beard, his expression slightly complicated: "Even my uncle didn't expect that such a small place of opportunity would involve so much. Unknown eras and ancient races have all emerged."

"Yes, who would have thought that this place of opportunity would involve so much?" Ling Dan also sighed with emotion.

Originally, Tongtian and his companions explored this place of opportunity without expecting much. Who knew that this place would uncover so many unknowns and secrets? It must be said, this matter is far too mysterious.

Tongtian withdrew his sword energy: "Things have come to this, it's time for my uncle to leave. What are your plans? To go to the Witch Clan and explore the Netherworld Bones together? Or to continue your travels?"

Looking at the burial ground and the chaotic battle between the three races, Ling Dan couldn't help but say, "Uncle-Master, Houtu will tell me about the Netherworld Remains. For now, I plan to stay here for a while and see if I can gain more insights!"

Tongtian gazed at the scene, then said without much thought, "Very well. If you wish to stay here, then stay. Uncle-Master, I'll be leaving now!"

"Respectfully seeing off Martial Uncle!" Ling Dan saw Tongtian about to leave and naturally did not try to stop him.

Tongtian nodded and immediately flew away from there.

Ling Dan watched him leave, then turned to gaze at the dark earth, preparing to explore for another opportunity. However, Ling Dan's insatiable greed wasn't due to a lack of gains, but rather because this land held too many secrets.

The Fengdu City, the Gate of Hell, the Bridge of Helplessness, and so on that Ling Dan had previously acquired made her feel as if she were seeing the underworld from her memories.

Therefore, Ling Dan stayed here to see if she could find more traces of the underworld.

Ling Dan pondered for a moment, then, without much thought, began to explore the place.

In the blink of an eye, countless years have passed.

Over the years, the prehistoric world has become increasingly lively, especially in the northeastern part of the prehistoric world.

The demon race, the human race, and the cloud race—the three races surround this place, vying for power and waging war.

After all, the Netherworld Burial Grounds discovered in the Northeast are rich in resources. These Netherworld Burial Grounds are places of opportunity related to ancient times. Although the value of this place of opportunity has decreased considerably since the Netherworld remains were taken away.

However, the remaining waters of the underworld, the land filled with the aura of death, and the fragments of ruins—all these are opportunities.

The waters of the Yellow Springs have countless uses; they can cleanse the physical body and the soul. They can also be used for refining artifacts and cultivating supernatural powers.

Within the pitch-black earth lie the Great Dao of Decay, the Great Dao of Death, the Great Dao of Annihilation, and the incomplete Great Dao of Reincarnation. In a short time, a large number of cultivators emerged, practicing these Great Daos. After all, these Great Daos are abundant and can be easily comprehended.

Moreover, the Great River of Reincarnation has no cultivators of the Primordial Chaos stage. This has already led many cultivators to switch to cultivating the Great River of Reincarnation. Achieving the Primordial Chaos stage in this way is much easier.

The shattered ruins, with their numerous fragments, are also imprinted objects, and are all divine materials for refining weapons.

Therefore, countless battles have been fought around this Netherworld Burial Ground. It has also attracted many independent cultivators to explore it. Even many powerful figures have entered it.

Many people reaped the benefits of this opportunity. Ling Dan was one of them.

For many years, Ling Dan has wandered this burial ground, searching for opportunities within. Unfortunately, after years of searching, he has not found the genuine copies of the Book of Life and Death, or the Bridge of Helplessness, which he seeks.

It's as if these things don't even exist in this burial ground.

Besides that, Ling Dan didn't even consider the resources she found.

Now, Ling Dan held a small fragment, sensing the Dao of Reincarnation within it: "The Creation Avatar—a fragment of reincarnation from the Blood Sea Land—is also here. There must be a connection between the two!"

"We were able to find fragments containing the Dao of Reincarnation in this Netherworld Burial Ground. In particular, the aura of these fragments is similar to that found by the Ghost Clan. Naturally, we can be certain that there is some connection between the Burial Ground and the Blood Sea. Could it be that the Burial Ground was once located in the Blood Sea? But the distance between the two is too far, isn't it?" The Creation Avatar also transmitted its voice to Ling Dan.

Even with the fragments of knowledge, Ling Dan found it difficult to answer.

The primordial world is vast. Even with Ling Dan's cultivation level, it would take a considerable amount of time to fly from one place in the primordial world to another.

Often, it takes hundreds or thousands of years to reach a certain place.

Back then, Di Jun and his group were able to arrive here so quickly by traversing the Heavenly Gang Layer. Xuan Ming and his group, on the other hand, took a closer route, which is why they were able to arrive within a few hundred years.

Besides, Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun, who received the message, were too far away to arrive. It was precisely this distance that made it difficult for Ling Dan to confirm whether the Blood Sea Land and the Netherworld Burial Ground were once one entity.

Ling Dan pondered for a moment, her expression shifting, then said, disregarding everything else, "Forget it, there's no point in dwelling on this. Let's head to the Blood Sea first and see how the Ghost Clan is doing. Also, let's see if we can make any use of the Heart of Attachment we found earlier!"

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