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

Chapter 133

As Ling Dan fought the great battle and discovered some special races from the Witch Clan, he crammed them into this place, weaving together the Great Road of Death, intending to nurture them into zombies.

After all, in many novels and legends of later generations, the zombie race relies on the physical body, feng shui, and the transformation of resentment and death energy.

Therefore, within this cemetery, Ling Dan manipulated a feng shui array, gathering resentment and endless death energy, while also weaving in a few glimmers of life.

Today, countless corpses are buried in this cemetery. Death and life intertwine, seemingly transforming into a cycle of life and death.

The mingling of life and death washed over countless corpses, yet failed to turn them into zombies.

Ling Dan wandered around, looking at the numerous corpses, and pondered somewhat: "Was it ultimately a mistake?"

"Father God—your remains, over the years, have been accompanied by the deathly aura and resentment of this place. Many remains have become increasingly decayed, some turning into skeletons. Others have undergone a process of renewal, as if they have been tempered. Of course, most of the remains remain unchanged. No special creatures have been born here." Qianyou said earnestly, also with trepidation. After all, Qianyou knew very well how much effort Ling Dan had put into this mausoleum.

Upon hearing this, Ling Dan fell into a long silence. He gazed at the unique coffins, all personally crafted by Ling Dan. The array patterns inscribed upon them could draw in resentment, death energy, and decay—

But now, none of the corpses sleeping in the coffins have turned into zombies. Ling Dan walked slowly, observing the changes in each corpse. Some had truly decayed, completely turning into ashes. Others had turned into skeletons, gradually fading away.

After observing for a long time, Ling Dan couldn't help but say, "Father God, you—"

"It's alright. Creating a race is bound to involve countless failures." Ling Dan thought to himself, then flicked his sleeve.

Immediately, a coffin flew out and landed on the spot.

At that moment, death filled the air, decay swept through, and resentment gathered.

Qianyou gazed at the coffin, puzzled. "Father God, is this coffin also a primordial spiritual treasure? It seems that primordial spiritual treasures of the coffin type are very rare."

"Indeed—in the primordial world, innate spiritual treasures like coffins are extremely rare. This coffin is also a top-grade spiritual treasure—the Coffin of the Earth. It can draw upon the earth's energy and vitality, integrating them into the life within the coffin and restoring it. Or, it can temper the life within the coffin. In terms of its wondrous uses, this Coffin of the Earth is very practical. However, the core of this object I'm taking out is ultimately for creation." Ling Dan murmured, pondering how to create the zombie race.

Qianyou didn't say much, she just looked at the coffin of the earth and observed Ling Dan.

At this moment, Zi Yun transmitted her voice: "Master—According to your memories from the future, all four zombies originated from Kuang. However, each zombie was born in a different way. Among them, Jiang Chen, one of the four zombies, seems to have relied on a branch of some kind of divine tree to merge into Kuang's body, and the two merged, eventually transforming into Jiang Chen."

Ying Gou, one of the four great zombies, was Kong's soul, which merged into a body and ultimately became a zombie. Besides him, Hanba and Hou Qing, also among the four great zombies, were Kuang's souls, which merged with their respective bodies and were ultimately transformed into them.

Ling Dan pondered this, understanding what Zi Yun meant. The legends surrounding the Four Great Zombies in later generations all originated from Kuang's physical body and soul. The other zombies were his descendants.

After pondering for a moment, Ling Dan couldn't help but say, "Rumors are just rumors; the key is how to transform them."

"Master—based on the rumors and the heart in your hand, it seems to meet the conditions for creating Jiang Chen. However, the branch of the divine tree required to create Jiang Chen is unknown." Zi Yun also spoke of rumors.

Without much thought, Ling Dan flicked her sleeve and, from among the many corpses, placed the remains of a Fighting Saint Ape into the Coffin of the Earth. Then, she placed her own heart into the remains of the Fighting Saint Ape, merging it with his own.

"No matter what, let's give it a try. The Heart of Kong, the flesh of the Fighting Holy Ape, the Coffin of the Earth, the Sea of ​​Blood—let's see if we can create a zombie by combining these four elements." Ling Dan pondered, gazing at the Coffin of the Earth and the materials within.

Speaking of which, Ling Dan also wanted to rely on the rumors to find a branch of the divine tree. However, who knows what kind of divine tree it is? There are so many innate spiritual roots in the primordial world.

Ling Dan didn't know what to choose, so after thinking it over, she also took out a lot of spiritual root branches and planted them here. Branches of hibiscus trees, ginseng fruit trees, laurel trees—countless spiritual root branches, or spiritual roots, were planted here by Ling Dan.

Over the years, the resources Ling Dan has accumulated are absolutely terrifying.

From a young age, he followed Laozi, roaming the primordial world and befriending many powerful figures. Relying on his status as a junior, he gained considerable benefits. In addition, Ling Dan also traded resources with cultivators for the three demon-slaying pills he refined. These resources included many spiritual roots and spiritual fruits from the previous nine generations.

Numerous spiritual roots and fruits were cultivated and nurtured by Ling Dan using the supreme spiritual treasure, the Creation Pool, until now.

Therefore, Ling Dan has accumulated countless spiritual roots. Now, he has entered this Cemetery of Gods and Demons for two reasons: first, to seek opportunities and see if he can truly create zombies by relying on the divine tree; and second, to rely on his spiritual roots to take root in this land, draw upon its vitality, and create feng shui.

Qianyou gazed at the numerous spiritual roots and the abundant fruit, and couldn't help but ask, "Father God—with so many spiritual roots and so many spiritual fruits, will our clansmen be allowed to enter the mausoleum to pick the fruits in the future?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Dan knew that the Ghost Clan had rarely set foot in the cemetery over the years, so she said, "Of course. After harvesting so many spiritual fruits, they can be transformed into resources for the Ghost Clan."

With a smile, Qianyou knew that the Ghost Clan would have a continuous supply of resources from now on.

Previously, Ling Dan had specifically instructed that no one should enter this "Cemetery of Gods and Demons" without permission. Therefore, the ghost clan dared not approach it.

Now that we can get close and pick the spiritual fruits, things have changed a lot.

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

Now, Ling Dan has returned from the "Cemetery of Gods and Demons".

Inside the Ghost City Temple, Ling Dan sipped her tea, pondering the matter of creation. She also considered what she should do next.

Having cultivated to this level, further progress is nearly impossible. The only thing one can do is continuously search for fragments, integrate them into oneself, and aid in transformation. However, these fragments are not so easy to find.

Qianyou gazed at Lingdan thoughtfully, not daring to ask, and simply waited.

After a long while, as Ling Dan sipped her tea, Qian You couldn't help but ask, "Father God—do you have anything to attend to next? Could you stay in the Ghost Clan for a while?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Dan looked at Qian You. A hint of grievance lingered in her clear eyes, as if she hadn't seen her father in a long time and wanted him to stay a little longer.

Ling Dan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't leave the Ghost Clan for now. Even if I do leave, I will first ensure that the Ghost Clan's cultivation system and supernatural abilities are fully perfected."

"Thank you, Father God!" Qianyou was also excited.

Ling Dan remained calm, a slight smile playing on her lips, and countered, "By the way, back then you ordered the Ghost Clan to explore the Blood Sea. Have they made any discoveries all these years?"

"Even if Father God doesn't ask, I'm prepared to speak of this matter. Years ago, Father God ordered the entire Ghost Clan to search both inside and outside the Blood Sea. The Ghost Clan has never ceased their exploration of the Blood Sea. Over the years, they've found many things and explored many hidden places. However..."

"In many places, with the current cultivation level of the Ghost Clan, it's simply impossible to approach. Even with the special items we've found, we can't discern their true meaning." Qian You said solemnly, her large eyes filled with a sense of grievance.

"Oh—the Ghost Clan is hard to approach? Hard to identify?" Ling Dan looked at Qian You, also curious.

"Yes. Father God should also know that the Blood Sea gathers endless filth, which is why the Blood Sea water is filled with corrosion. Ordinary cultivators, if their cultivation is insufficient, will lose all their cultivation and greatly reduce their strength if they come into contact with the Blood Sea water. In severe cases, their physical body will decay and their soul will be destroyed."

Therefore, even though the Ghost Clan is special and can resist the foul air, it is still difficult for them to penetrate deep into the Blood Sea. After all, the deeper the Blood Sea, the more terrifying the corrosion. Qian You pondered heavily, her expression grave.

"That's true." Ling Dan nodded silently, as she knew quite a bit about the Blood Sea Land.

"Yes. Father God also knows that the surface of this sea of ​​blood appears to be a pale red color, and its corrosiveness is not very strong. But as one goes deeper, the pale red turns into crimson, deep red, and purplish-red—the deeper the red, the more terrifying the corrosiveness becomes. Especially the deepest black layer, even a Dao Fruit level expert who touches it even slightly will suffer severe damage."

Therefore, over the years, relying on the unique nature of their race, the Ghost Clan has only ever roamed the shallower parts of the Blood Sea. They dare not easily venture into the deeper levels.” Qianyou sighed with a hint of hesitation.

After a moment's thought, Ling Dan understood Qian You's words. This sea of ​​blood was truly terrifying. After all, cultivators pursued quality, striving to make their physical bodies and souls increasingly pure.

In contrast, the sea of ​​blood is a place of filth. Even a small amount will pollute both the body and the soul.

Of course, the higher one's cultivation level, the better one can resist blood. However, resisting deeper levels of blood becomes more difficult. The Ghost Clan and the Asura Clan are exceptions; they rely on this cultivation method and are therefore unafraid of it.

At this moment, Qian You's cold and beautiful expression carried a hint of seriousness: "Father God—although the Ghost Clan has dared not venture into the depths of the Blood Sea in recent years, they have still used many methods to stir it up, causing the fragments that have settled within to drift away, which we can then find. So over the years, we have found many fragments and remains. However, there are many things that we Ghost Clan do not recognize. We cannot distinguish them either; we only sense that they are different from others."

"You've all had a hard time," Ling Dan comforted Qian You.

"The ghost race doesn't have it hard. Father God created us, so naturally we should share Father God's burdens. However, those things—" Qianyou hesitated.

"Let me see it," Ling Dan said casually, also out of curiosity.

Upon hearing this, Qianyou immediately said, "Please wait a moment, Father God. I will bring you the treasures I have found over the years."

Immediately, Qianyou flew out to retrieve the fragment.

Ling Dan didn't pay much attention to this. After all, there were countless remains and fragments within the Sea of ​​Blood. Ling Dan had found quite a few back then, but truly valuable items were few and far between.

After a long while, Qianyou, accompanied by a few clansmen, carried a broken stone tablet and some broken objects.

The broken objects were mostly fragments, their shapes indistinguishable. Only the lingering Daoist aura and the marks of time revealed their uniqueness. After all, so many years had passed, yet they had not turned to ashes. The remaining Daoist aura also contained boundless profundity.

It must be said that so many treasures, in their complete state, are definitely not ordinary items.

The few relatively intact fragments were difficult to discern anything from. However, the few fragments containing the essence of reincarnation made Ling Dan feel even more strongly the terrifying power of the Great Dao of Reincarnation.

However, Ling Dan's gaze was fixed on a stone tablet.

This stone tablet is also broken, but it is engraved with a special kind of script. Despite the passage of time, the script retains its own style, appearing somewhat sharp. Moreover, the various combinations of characters within this stone tablet contain a special Taoist charm.

Qianyou walked over and introduced, "Father God—this broken stone tablet is the greatest gain the Ghost Clan has made in recent years. Originally, only a few fragments were found, containing a few characters. But as more were discovered, it was gradually found that the characters were similar and could be combined with each other."

So they followed a single location to search for the fragments, spending hundreds of millions of years. Finally, they gathered all the fragments and pieced them together to form this stone tablet.

Although this stone tablet is still very incomplete, it contains many profound mysteries. Over the years, many members of the tribe have studied this tablet and gained considerable insights. Later, we also searched for and compared it with many ancient scripts, but we found no similar characters.

"Of course you won't find it. The characters carved on this stone tablet are definitely not characters that originated in the primordial world." Ling Dan looked at the characters on the stone tablet, pondering in her heart, and was very clear about the mystery within.