Primordial Era: Reborn as Fuxi, he opened the heavens with a single stroke!

Above Fangzhang Island, the phantoms of the Twelve Heavens had not yet completely dissipated, and the twelve worlds slowly rotated in the sky, exuding a vast and ancient aura.

At the same moment, a holy and flawless light emerged from the island. Nuwa, dressed in palace attire, her robes fluttering, stepped out of the pass on auspicious clouds. She looked up at the twelve real middle thousand worlds in the sky, her beautiful face showing undisguised shock.

Upon seeing Ye Chen emerge from seclusion, Nuwa Daoist immediately stepped forward to greet him. Sensing the terrifying aura emanating from Ye Chen, which was many times stronger than before his seclusion, her beautiful eyes trembled slightly.

"Brother, have you already severed the evil corpse and entered the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but chuckle, shaking his head and saying, "The path to sainthood by severing the three corpses is extremely profound. It requires three innate spiritual treasures of the same origin to sever the corpses. The innate gourd I need has not yet been conceived, and I have not yet severed the evil corpse."

"As for strength, it can indeed be said that there has been some improvement."

Upon hearing this, Nuwa Daoist breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Ye Chen was still within reason.

However, before she could catch her breath, Ye Chen's voice entered her ears again.

"It was merely a stroke of luck that I gained a sliver of insight, relying on the Dao of Laws to leap into the Primordial Golden Immortal realm in one go; it's nothing to boast about!"

"..."

Beside her, Nuwa Daoist's expression froze instantly, her red lips parted slightly, and her beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief.

A Primordial Golden Immortal?

The Path to Sainthood Through the Laws!

This is the most authentic method of becoming a saint in the world; the path taken by the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods is the path of proving the Dao through the laws.

However, the path to sainthood through the laws, though the most powerful method in the world, is far more difficult than the path to sainthood through severing the three corpses.

The shock it caused was immense.

How many years have passed since my elder brother severed the good corpse?

He has made progress in the path of laws. If he continues to cultivate like this, it will be just around the corner for him to reach the Great Perfection of Quasi-Saint, or even to merge his three corpses into one and advance to the Saint realm!

Nuwa Daoist's gaze was complicated. She opened her mouth as if to speak, but only revealed a bitter smile. Having such a monstrous older brother also brought her considerable pressure.

Seeing the dejected look on Nuwa's face, Ye Chen chuckled, his gaze softening as he comforted her, "Little sister, there's no need to belittle yourself. I observe a faint aura of benevolence emanating from you, indicating that you have already severed your good body and entered the Quasi-Saint realm. Such talent is extremely rare in the entire prehistoric world; congratulations!"

Nuwa Daoist was speechless for a moment, rolled her eyes at Ye Chen, and then said sarcastically, "Compared to my elder brother, I have been far too lax in these years. I am probably the last among the top innate gods and demons to sever my good corpse."

While Ye Chen was in seclusion, some of the three thousand mortals in Zixiao Palace, who possessed profound knowledge and experience, had indeed already severed their good corpses and entered the Quasi-Saint realm.

"So what if you're last?"

Ye Chen sneered, a hint of contempt in his eyes: "These people are too eager for quick success. They're so eager to sever their three corpses after finding a single innate spiritual treasure. They'll suffer the consequences eventually. We cultivate the most complete method of severing the three corpses to achieve sainthood!"

He looked at Nuwa Daoist and said solemnly, "Flowing water does not compete for the first place, but for the endless flow. Every realm must be perfected, otherwise, once the problems become too deep to reverse, even a hundred times the effort will not be enough to turn things around."

"It's not a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, nor is it a treasure of the same origin. Although it may bring temporary pleasure and improve one's cultivation level in the early stages, it will already be a self-imposed barrier to the realm of saints. Only after severing the three corpses will it be the day when we unleash our accumulated power and display our divine might!"

If the three treasures are of the same origin and are intertwined, it will be easier to sever the last self-corpse!

As for the unification of the three corpses, if they are not treasures of the same origin, they cannot even be unified, let alone enter the realm of a sage.

Upon hearing this, Nuwa Daoist calmed down and nodded repeatedly.

The next moment, Ye Chen and Nuwa Daoist smiled at each other, sat down cross-legged under the twelve illusory images of the heavens, and the power of the Great Dao Laws on their bodies merged with each other, directly entering into a discussion of the Dao.

Above the East Sea lies the fairy island of Penglai!

While Ye Chen and Nuwa Daoist were in seclusion on Fangzhang Island, discussing the Dao with each other, the great power of the primordial world underwent a dramatic change. A colossal force emerged in the world, named the Heavenly Court.

Above the thirty-third heaven, endless demonic clouds obscured the sun. Emperor Jun Daoist and Donghuang Taiyi, with the overwhelming momentum of establishing the supreme Heavenly Court, and with the incredible power of the Heavenly Court's fortune, each severed their good corpses and entered the Quasi-Saint realm together.

Furthermore, thanks to the innate treasure of Donghuang Taiyi, the Heavenly Court of the Demon Race is full of talented people. As the two emperors entered the Quasi-Saint realm, the arrogance of the Demon Race reached its peak, and they began to annex the various races of the prehistoric world, intending to incorporate them into the Demon Race.

The first to bear the brunt is the Celestial Court, established by the Eastern King Duke, the leader of the male immortals!

A heavy atmosphere hung over Penglai Island.

Since the last Yuanhui, when Dongwanggong was suppressed by Ye Chen with one hand on Fangzhang Island, and even the innate spiritual treasure Chunyang Sword that suppressed fortune was forcibly taken away, the prestige of the Immortal Court plummeted, and its fortune was directly lost by more than half.

Faced with the Heavenly Court, which was at its zenith, the Celestial Court's army suffered repeated defeats and was powerless to fight back.

Even Sang Kui Daoist was already severely weakened. Those who sought refuge with the Celestial Court suffered heavy casualties, and recently, they even chose to turn against him and enter the Heavenly Court.

In an instant, the once prosperous Celestial Court, where all the immortals came to pay homage, was reduced to less than half of its former glory.

Inside the Celestial Court's main hall, the Eastern King Duke looked haggard, no longer resembling the spirited Celestial Emperor of the past.

Looking down at the listless immortals, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of resentment.

"The Queen Mother of the West..."

The Eastern King Duke looked helpless. The Dao Ancestor had chosen him as the head of the male immortals, and the head of the female immortals was the Queen Mother of the West of Kunlun. If the other party came out of the mountains to help, both of them would be quasi-saint level experts, and they would also have a top-grade innate spiritual treasure in their hands, one of the five innate flags, the Western Plain Cloud Flag, which was used to suppress the power of fortune. The Celestial Court would not have declined.

However, the Queen Mother of the West disliked fighting and had long since secluded herself in the Western Kunlun Mountains.

As a lone figure, Dong Wanggong was no match for him!

Under heaven, who would be willing to participate in this, help stabilize the celestial court's fortune, and confront the Heavenly Court?

"Emperor Jun and Emperor Taiyi, you've gone too far!"

"And then there's Daoist Fuxi. If it weren't for Daoist Fuxi stealing my treasure and humiliating me, would I, the Emperor, be avoiding battle like a stray dog?"

The Eastern King's eyes were bloodshot. After thinking for a long time, he stood up, a resolute look in his eyes.

"I am the foremost male immortal, and I cannot defeat you all. Therefore, I will go to Zixiao Palace to pay homage to the Dao Ancestor, and beg the Sage to intervene, uphold justice for me, and reclaim the innate spiritual treasure!"