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

Chapter 142 Refining the Demon Emperor, the Fusang Clan

At this very moment, within the Demon Court, where Emperor Jun was.

Di Jun's expression was now solemn and changed, as if something was very wrong: "The human race is coming in with great force, and they have made many preparations."

"The human race has thoroughly studied the strength of all the demon emperors on the surface of the demon race. They have also devised numerous targeted measures, catching our demon race completely off guard. However, that nine-headed mastiff is also a waste. A dignified demon emperor, with a cultivation level close to half-step Hunyuan, was actually completely refined by the human race's scheme." Taiyi was also furious, feeling that this demon emperor was too shameful.

"A crisis is also an opportunity. The human race's plan this time seems to be coming on strong, but it is not without weaknesses. However, we cannot sit idly by and wait for death, otherwise even if the demon race kills the human race, it will suffer heavy losses." Fuxi said with a profound wisdom.

"In the end, we underestimated the human race. The human race has gone all out and brought out so many trump cards, which has put our demon race at a great disadvantage."

"We must use our trump card to counter the human race," Kunpeng advised, especially given our current situation: "Especially now that we're delayed by plans and unable to deploy, we must use our trump card to resist the human race."

"That's all we can do. Alas—the timing chosen by the human race is too perfect—" Taiyi couldn't help but sigh, gazing at the Great Dao River with great annoyance, yet he couldn't act rashly. What they were doing now concerned the demon race and their own future.

Di Jun pondered for a moment, then nodded silently: "Very well, let's reveal some of the demon race's trump cards this time."

As Di Jun spoke, a thought stirred within him, causing various powerful auras to emanate from the vast and desolate land. Within those auras, a familiar scent arose.

In the primordial wilderness, on the vast and boundless land, the mighty Wangyang.

Suddenly, extreme heat spread from the unfathomable depths of the East China Sea.

The seawater seemed to boil at this moment, and golden flames spread from here, enveloping an island that emerged.

Within this island, there grows a spiritual root. Golden flames spread from that root, and a few scorching orbs of light hang from it. Among its branches and leaves, small continents emerge, and unique creatures appear.

Its roots spread throughout the island, and as the seawater boiled, it transformed into a unique Wangyang.

Now, within these trees, orbs of light exploded, revealing extraordinary cultivators. These cultivators obeyed the call and fought their way out of the vast river of the Great Dao.

One of these cultivators charged into the Great Dao River, facing the human race, unleashing scorching divine light that intertwined with endless changes.

The sudden outbreak of slaughter left the humans caught in the midst of it bewildered: "You—"

"Izanagi of the Fusang Clan, by order of our ancestor, has come to slay you all!" Izanagi roared, scorching flames accompanying the endless slaughter of the Great Dao. His cultivation was extremely high, in no way inferior to some demon emperors.

The human's eyes flickered with doubt, clearly unaware of such a race: "The Fusang race?"

"To the Fusang clan. The Demon Emperor of the Demon Court, Di Jun, is the creator of the Fusang clan, our ancestor. Now, killing you humans is perfectly justified—" Izanagi roared, and then charged out.

A special sword appeared, and with a single slash, it resembled a giant serpent, roaring in with terrifying force.

In that bloodshed, the way of the sword accompanied it, carrying with it a sense of brutality and intense heat.

The human stared in astonishment at the sudden appearance of the Fusang clan, yet he also unleashed a powerful attack: "Five Elements Technique—"

This method of killing, with the five elements following each other, also transforms into the fusion of the Great Dao.

With a deafening roar, the man and Izanagi began their battle. At the same time, the other members of the Fusang clan also began fighting amongst themselves.

"I am Izanami, and I have come to slay you—" the woman roared, her body a mixture of heat and cold, a mixture of killing intent and brutality.

The human gazed at the woman before him, and could sense her power.

As a result, they began to fight each other.

Moreover, there are definitely many strong individuals among the Fusang clan.

The nation stands firm, the wilderness of Fengyun—one after another, strangely named cultivators marched towards the human race.

Not only that, they also attacked each furnace, aiming to destroy them and save the demon emperor within.

Among the human race, powerful figures and sages emerged to intercept them.

In an instant, a fierce battle raged, and blood stained the long river.

Such a change, the sudden appearance of the Fusang clan and the emergence of powerful figures, surprised everyone, but also brought a sense of understanding.

It's perfectly normal for the demon race to be powerful and possess hidden strengths. But now, with the emergence of such a race, no one finds it strange. They're merely curious as to why Di Jun created such a race.

Inside the city of Fengdu, Qianyou looked at the sudden arrival of the Fusang clan, and the human race, who had initially held the upper hand but were now subtly losing ground with the arrival of the Fusang clan, and felt somewhat uneasy: "Father God, this Fusang clan—"

"The eternal foundation of the nation, the abundant clouds, the earth is near the sky, the sage is near the earth, Izanagi, Izanami—interesting, interesting, is this the Fusang clan? The race created by Emperor Jun?" Ling Dan looked at the Fusang clan, feeling the familiar name, and a sense of amusement rose in his heart.

After all, Ling Dan already remembered all those names. Who would have thought that such deities existed in the primordial world?

"Father God, did Di Jun also create races?" Qian You asked again, very curious.

"Ever since Nuwa created the human race, many powerful beings in the prehistoric world have had the idea of ​​creating a race. After all, there are many benefits to creating a race. Moreover, throughout the ancient times, there have been countless powerful individuals with this idea."

However, very few individuals are capable of successfully creating a powerful clan. Even if they do, there's no guarantee that it will endure or become powerful. The Fusang clan, created by Di Jun, was a great success.

The success of the Fusang clan was also based on the establishment of the special spiritual root, the "Fusang Tree." It must be said that Di Jun was ruthless enough to completely sever the Fusang Tree that nurtured him.

The Fusang tree absorbed the source of the Great Japan, giving birth to Emperor Jun and Taiyi. Now, Emperor Jun holds the essence of the Fusang tree, drawing upon the source of the Great Japan. Intertwined with the essence of the "Laurel Tree," they create life.

The Fusang tree and the laurel tree are both rare spiritual roots. The Yin Origin and the Great Japanese Origin represent Yin and Yang. The fusion of these four elements created the Fusang clan, a being brimming with infinite possibilities. Yin and Yang, through their creation, multiplied and proliferated throughout the world, ultimately giving rise to the Fusang clan.

With such a foundation, the Fusang clan was destined to be powerful after its birth. However, relying on such a foundation for evolution also meant that the Fusang clan would not be numerous. Ling Dan gazed at the Fusang clan and quickly saw through its secrets.

Upon hearing this, Qianyou understood: "So that's how it is—the Fusang tree and the laurel tree, the Yin and the Yin, created a race through mutual fusion?"

"The fusion of Yin and Yang gives rise to creation and reproduction. It's remarkable that Emperor Jun could come up with such a thing. However, creating such a race comes at a great cost. In addition, the number of this race is absolutely limited. Reproduction also presents a challenge." Ling Dan participated in the creation of the human race, as well as the Asura race and the Ghost race, and was proficient in the Great Dao of Creation.

Ling Dan knew perfectly well how the Fusang clan came to be. But she never imagined that Di Jun would create such a race in this way.

Ling Dan quickly grasped the origins of the Fusang clan. Many powerful figures also gradually understood the situation as they comprehended it. It was only after understanding that they realized the unique nature of the Fusang clan.

The Fusang clan is small in number, but each member possesses a solid foundation and powerful cultivation. Some are comparable to demon emperors.

Therefore, when this race attacked, the human race quickly showed signs of defeat.

Inside the Fire Cloud Cave, the human leader Xuanyuan gazed at the red clouds and Zhen Yuanzi.

Xuanyuan gazed at the gradually collapsing human race, finally overwhelmed with emotion: "As expected of the demon race. Our human race poured everything into this situation, only to have it so easily resolved and countered by such a casual trump card. Fellow Daoist Hongyun, Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan—"

It's up to you guys now —

"Don't worry, young friend Xuanyuan, leave the Fusang clan to the Yun clan. Just as planned—" Hongyun said, flicking his sleeves, and the vast expanse transformed.

In an instant, endless waves appeared in the sky and among the clouds.

One after another, special cloud formations transformed. Purple clouds, blue clouds, thunderclouds, black clouds—various special spiritual clouds took human form, spreading despair throughout the cultivation realm.

The powerful members of the Cloud Clan have finally emerged.

Within the Great Dao River, there are seven elders of the Cloud Clan.

Each of them possesses a cultivation level approaching the half-step Hunyuan realm, and now they have entered the Great Dao River to confront the Fusang clan.

Within the Cloud Clan, most members are divided by color. Among them are seven elders, resembling the colors of a rainbow. All seven of them have severed their three corpses and are approaching the half-step Primordial Chaos realm in cultivation.

Old Man Cheng arrived with a whoosh, flicking his sleeves as divine light poured forth, transforming into boundless killing intent: "The Fusang Clan? The race created by Emperor Jun, my Yun Clan has come, and it is your fate to die a miserable death—Fox."

Elder Qing did the same, flicking his sleeve and transforming into extreme speed. That was the Great Dao of Speed, incredibly fast, catching Izanami completely off guard.

Within the Fusang clan, Izanagi gazed at the powerful members of the Cloud Clan: "The Cloud Clan, indeed, so well hidden. Seven experts nearing the half-step Primordial Realm? You think you can be afraid of me? Kill—"

Immediately, the seven elders of the Cloud Clan clashed with the Fusang Clan. Lightning flashed and thunder roared, the Great Dao hummed, the heavens were destroyed, and all things withered.

Strong, the ultimate in strength.

One after another, battles raged, accompanied by the sun and moon. The elders of the clouds waged war, rainbows roared, divine light spread, and endless changes occurred.

The lower reaches of the Great Dao River were thoroughly engulfed by this great battle. This battle was comparable to the ancient war between all races.

Such a great battle shocked everyone, and they all hid away.

There was no other way; in such a great battle, any act of violence or its aftermath could cause them to collapse.

However, the outcome of such a battle is difficult to predict as both sides reveal their true intentions.

The demon race revealed their trump card, releasing the Fusang clan, catching the human race off guard.

The Cloud Clan unleashed their trump card, and the seven Cloud Clan elders caught the demon race off guard.

It's a back-and-forth battle; it's all about experience and resources.