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

In the blink of an eye, another thousand years have passed.

On Fangzhang Island, Ye Chen sat cross-legged in the center of the Twelve Heavens, surrounded by three thousand different colored divine lights of law.

Over the past thousand years, he has absorbed the supreme knowledge of the Three Thousand Great Daos and integrated it all into his own natal Great Dao.

The path of painting is Ye Chen's only way!

The other three thousand Great Daos are merely responsible for elevating their mysteries to a higher level.

Within Ye Chen's Dao Fruit, the aura of the Innate Painting Brush grew increasingly powerful, each stroke it made in the void resonating with the laws of heaven and earth.

On this day, another storm was brewing on Fangzhang Island.

From where Ye Chen was in seclusion, a scroll slowly rose up. On the scroll, the essence of the Three Thousand Great Daos intertwined and, under the guidance of the Great Dao of Painting, perfectly blended into the scroll.

During Ye Chen's thousand-year seclusion, his mastery of the Great Dao of Painting improved by another half a step, reaching about thirty percent.

Although it is only about halfway complete, for such a supreme path that can modify reality, it is already a tremendous transformation. With only half of the Great Dao of Painting completed, relying solely on the power of this supreme law, Ye Chen can be considered the number one in the world among the early Quasi-Saints!

Seeing this, Ye Chen was also very satisfied, and immediately went into seclusion again.

On the other side, on the Penglai Immortal Island, a completely different scene unfolds.

In the main hall of the Celestial Court, the Eastern King Duke sat in the main seat, his aura as a Quasi-Saint soaring into the sky.

Behind him, the Myriad Immortals Array Diagram hung in the void, exuding a chilling aura of slaughter.

After returning from Zixiao Palace, Dongwanggong changed his ways and no longer dared to be arrogant. He began to cultivate diligently, annex various forces, and elevate the fortune of the Celestial Court to a higher level.

Inside the main hall, powerful figures were already numerous.

Of the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace, over a thousand entered the Celestial Court. Although they were mostly ranked low among the three thousand gods and demons, there were still over a thousand innate gods and demons among them.

Thousands of innate gods and demons entered the Celestial Court, and the sheer amount of fortune they gathered was enough to make any force in the prehistoric world take notice.

As for winning over these people, it was quite simple and direct: it relied on the Yellow Plum, one of the ten innate spiritual roots, and the innate spiritual fruits from Penglai.

Each Huangzhong plum, when eaten, can not only increase magical power and comprehend the Great Dao, but can even enable anyone below the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm to enter the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

For every innate god or demon, it is an unparalleled treasure.

It was thanks to the Yellow Plum and the other innate spiritual fruits on Penglai Immortal Island that the Celestial Court's power rose to prominence in just 30,000 years.

Furthermore, each of the three immortal islands of Penglai is a fragment of chaos, containing boundless innate chaotic spiritual energy. In such a fairyland, not only can one's own cultivation advance by leaps and bounds, but some of the acquired spiritual roots can even reverse their innate nature and advance to innate spiritual roots. The innate spiritual fruits within are inexhaustible.

However, the true trump card of the Eastern King Duke is the Myriad Immortals Formation Diagram.

This top-grade innate array diagram only requires one quasi-saint to preside over it. If it is presided over by tens of thousands of Daluo Golden Immortals, it can unleash power comparable to that of a saint.

For the past 30,000 years, the Eastern King Duke has been ordering his immortals day and night to set up the Ten Thousand Immortals Array.

More than a thousand innate gods and demons, along with a million-strong celestial army, each occupied their respective positions within the Myriad Immortals Array, infusing their respective laws into the array.

When the array was activated, the phantoms of ten thousand immortals appeared, their killing intent soaring to the sky. Even the Eastern King himself felt a chill run down his spine when faced with such a grand array.

Although he was at the Quasi-Saint level, Dong Wanggong felt that he couldn't withstand even one move when facing the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

Thirty thousand years have passed, and the Eastern King Duke has emerged from seclusion, preparing to invite another Quasi-Saint powerhouse to enter the Celestial Court.

As for the candidate, it is a veteran Quasi-Saint from the East Sea.

Zhulong!

Although Ye Chen and Nuwa Daoist were the first names that came to mind in Dongwanggong's mind, Ye Chen's methods were too powerful, leaving a huge shadow on him. Dongwanggong would rather go to war with the Heavenly Court than go to Ye Chen. If they were to fight, it would be after he unified the prehistoric world before he would go to Fangzhang Island to fight Ye Chen to the death.

Furthermore, Zhulong was not only an ancient quasi-saint powerhouse, but also the lord of the four seas, possessing unparalleled fortune.

The land of the four seas nurtures countless living beings.

Although these beings are mostly born after birth, they are plentiful and plentiful. If they can subdue the four seas, the fortune of the Celestial Court can rise to a higher level and surpass the Heavenly Court in one fell swoop.

Thinking of this, the Eastern King also shouted loudly.

"Pass down the order: advance into the East China Sea!"

On this day, on the East China Sea, a fierce wind howled and turbid waves surged into the sky.

The Celestial Court's army pressed in, directly targeting the Dragon Clan, one of the three ancient races, who had long since retreated to the four seas!

High above the nine heavens, the Eastern King Duke, clad in a golden robe adorned with nine dragons, rode on auspicious clouds and led thousands of innate gods and demons from the Celestial Court directly to the Dragon Palace of the East Sea. The quasi-saint aura emanating from him seemed to cause the sky to collapse and the earth to cave in, pressing down on the East Sea and revealing the Dragon Palace dome thousands of feet below. Under the aura of the thousands of innate gods and demons, the entire East Sea trembled.

"Fellow Daoist Zhulong, come out and greet me!"

The voice of the Eastern King Duke, like thunder rolling across the sea, entered the Dragon Palace.

Inside the Dragon Palace, Zhulong sat on his throne, his true form resembling a divine mountain stretching for thousands of miles. He slowly opened his eyes, which were black and white. In his pupils, there were illusory images of day and night alternating and the seasons turning. All the living beings in the Dragon Palace had already been forced to the ground by the quasi-saintly pressure of the Eastern King Duke, but Zhulong remained unmoved.

"Dong Wang Gong!"

Seeing this, Zhulong's voice was deep and resonant, as if it came from countless ages ago: "Why have you come to my Eastern Sea instead of secluded cultivation in Penglai?"

Upon hearing this, the Eastern King Duke stood with his hands behind his back on the sea surface, looking down at the Dragon Palace, and shouted sternly.

"Fellow Daoist Zhulong, I have been appointed by the mandate of Heaven to establish the Celestial Court and serve as the head of the male immortals."

"The Four Seas are also a primordial land, and should naturally be under the jurisdiction of the Celestial Court. I have come here in person in the hope that Fellow Daoist Zhulong will lead the Dragon Clan to submit to the Celestial Court. I can grant you the position of a Great Emperor, and all living beings in the Four Seas will be under your management."

Boom!

Within the Dragon Palace, a vast and ancient dragon roar resounded, shaking the ages. The sea surged, and an ancient divine dragon, hundreds of millions of feet long and covered with crimson dragon scales, burst forth from the sea.

It is the ancestor of the dragon race who has survived since the last great eon.

Zhulong!

It hovered in the void, its enormous dragon eyes, as big as the sun and moon, fixed on Dongwanggong, its eyes full of mockery: "A mere stray dog, suppressed by Fuxi Daoist of Fangzhang Island with one hand, dares to threaten my dragon clan?"

"Lord Dongwang, I was already a quasi-sage back in ancient times. How could you possibly be my match!"

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Among quasi-saints, he is also an unparalleled powerhouse.

Seeing this scene, the various innate gods and demons in the primordial world couldn't help but show expressions of astonishment.

All of Dongwanggong's magical treasures were taken away by Ye Chen, yet he still dares to start a war with the Dragon Clan?

Whether it was the Three Pure Ones or Donghuang Taiyi, they were all somewhat puzzled to see Dongwanggong attacking the Dragon Clan.

Only Ye Chen vaguely guessed something. Relying on the Eight Trigrams and the power of cause and effect, he deduced that the Eastern King Duke had gone to the Purple Cloud Palace to seek an audience with the Sage, and that he must have obtained some innate spiritual treasures, which gave him the confidence to attack the Dragon Clan.

Just as Ye Chen had expected, Dongwanggong was not angry at Zhulong's provocation. He simply chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhulong, if you are confident in yourself, I will wager with you. If I win, the Dragon Clan will be incorporated into the Celestial Court, and you will become the second Great Emperor of my Celestial Court. If I lose, I will leave with the Celestial Court's army on the spot. Do you dare to accept?"

Upon hearing this, Zhulong laughed loudly, his ancient quasi-saintly aura sweeping across the heavens.

"What is there to be afraid of?"

"I'd like to see what progress you, a complete fool, have made in these thirty thousand years!"

Upon hearing this, Dong Wanggong's face also revealed a cold expression.

"good!"

"Let Fellow Daoist Zhulong witness my methods. All immortals obey my command. Form the Great Array of Ten Thousand Immortals."

With a roar, the Eastern King Duke summoned the Myriad Immortals Formation Diagram.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Myriad Immortals Formation instantly unfolded, and thousands of innate gods and demons stepped forward, each injecting their own power of law into the formation.

Behind them, over a million celestial troops also entered the great formation.

In an instant, the Array Diagram of Ten Thousand Immortals shone brightly, and the phantom of ten thousand immortals paying homage appeared in the sky.

The phantoms of immortals and gods appeared in layers, covering the sky and the earth. Ten thousand immortals shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens. The waters of the East Sea churned in shock by this aura.

Seeing this, Zhulong's gaze finally changed. He looked at the Myriad Immortals Formation Diagram behind Dongwanggong, and the day and night phantoms in his dragon eyes spun around. The aura of this supreme formation made him feel a tremendous pressure. If it were to be used at full power, it could even take his life directly.

After thinking for a while, Zhulong slowly spoke.

"good!"

"Duke of the East, I will wager with you. If I break the formation within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, you shall lead the Celestial Court out of the East Sea and never invade again. If I cannot emerge within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, then it is the will of Heaven, and I shall immediately lead the dragons of the four seas to submit to the Celestial Court."

If the formation cannot be broken within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, then Zhulong will no longer be able to win. On the contrary, leaving some room for maneuver will make the opponent think more highly of him.

Upon hearing this, the Eastern King was delighted and immediately agreed.

The next moment, the Myriad Immortals Formation was also set up.

The people of the Endless Celestial Court unreservedly confined their respective powers of law into the array diagram.

The Eastern King Duke resided at the center of the formation, his hands forming a hand seal, and the power of a quasi-saint also surged into it.

In an instant, the power of laws of over a thousand innate gods and demons above the East Sea merged into the body of the Eastern King Duke, revealing a supreme phantom of the Heavenly Emperor.

Dong Wanggong's strength also reached the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint in one go, and he did not stop there. Although he did not reach the late-stage of Quasi-Saint, he was still above ordinary mid-stage Quasi-Saint experts.

Furthermore, not only is his personal strength sufficient to reach the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, but he can also readily wield the power of the laws of every innate god and demon.

Within the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, the true form of the Candle Dragon appeared within the formation. With a human face and a dragon body, it stretched for millions of miles. With a sweep of its dragon tail, hundreds of illusory immortal soldiers were shattered to pieces under its dragon might.

When he opened his eyes, the great formation turned into daylight; when he closed his eyes, the great formation fell into eternal night.

Between day and night, the power of the laws of time, like a millstone, crushed a large number of illusory images of immortal soldiers.

However, these immortal soldiers are just illusions. After tens of thousands of immortal soldiers are crushed, tens of thousands of new immortal soldiers will emerge. They are endless and can never be completely destroyed. Only by killing the Eastern King Duke can the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation be broken.

However, the strength of the Eastern King Duke had already reached the late stage of the half-step Quasi-Saint realm.

The attack from Zhulong was useless against it; on the contrary, Dongwanggong's single strike caused it to cough up a mouthful of blood.

In Zhulong's perception, the time it takes for an incense stick to burn is like a whole era.

After an incense stick had burned out, the true form of the Candle Dragon had dimmed and lost its luster, its scales were broken, and the illusory images of day and night in its eyes were almost extinguished. Its massive dragon body was coiled within the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, unable to escape any longer.

Even without the Eastern King Duke's intervention, the illusory images of celestial soldiers within the grand formation alone would exhaust him to death.

"I have been defeated..."

The next moment, the Array of Ten Thousand Immortals slowly dissipated, and the prince stood in the sky, looking down at the ancient candle dragon that stretched for thousands of miles below, a smile appearing on his face.

"You flatter me, Fellow Daoist Zhulong."

After a moment of silence, Zhulong spoke: "From this day forward, all living beings throughout the four seas shall submit to the Celestial Court."

Within the Dragon Palace, ten thousand dragons roared in unison, their voices resounding throughout the four seas.

In an instant, the Heavenly Dao also roared, and a thick golden light of fortune, as thick as a pillar of heaven, rose from the four seas and merged into the fortune of the Immortal Court of Penglai Immortal Island. The fortune of the Immortal Court surged, and the cultivation of the Eastern King Duke also improved slightly under the feedback of this fortune.

Seeing this scene, the various innate gods and demons who were watching the battle couldn't help but show a solemn expression.

In the Lingxiao Palace on the 33rd Heaven, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi's expressions turned grim when they saw Zhulong enter the Heavenly Court.

The submission of the Four Seas Dragon Clan to the Celestial Court meant that the Celestial Court's fortune even surpassed that of the Heavenly Court. After occupying the Thirty-Three Heavens, the two had summoned ten demon gods and gathered millions of demons, and had long considered the Heavenly Court to be the number one power. Unexpectedly, the incompetent Dongwanggong, relying on the Myriad Immortals Formation that came from who-knows-where, managed to gain the upper hand again.

"Brother, the Myriad Immortals Formation..."

Donghuang Taiyi's voice also carried a hint of solemnity.

Upon hearing this, Daoist Dijun calmly considered the matter before slowly speaking, "It's alright. It's just a Primordial Grand Array. The Eastern King Duke's own foundation is weak. Even with the Myriad Immortals Grand Array, he will find it difficult to achieve great things. Otherwise, there would be no need to invite Zhulong into the Celestial Court. Once we sever our three corpses, a mere Myriad Immortals Grand Array will not be able to withstand a single blow from a Primordial Treasure."

Beside him, Donghuang Taiyi also nodded slightly, and the two immediately entered seclusion.

On Fangzhang Island, Nuwa Daoist also came out of seclusion during the battle between the two and watched the battle with Ye Chen. After Zhulong was defeated, his fortune was merged into the Celestial Court, making his fortune rise to a higher level. She couldn't help but frown slightly. Seeing Ye Chen's calm expression, she asked curiously.

"Elder brother, with such a powerful formation at his disposal, will the Eastern King Duke come to Fangzhang Island to cause trouble again...?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen snorted coldly and said, "Little sister, you overestimate him. If he really had the guts, he wouldn't have gone to the East Sea. All his innate spiritual treasures are in my hands."

"Furthermore, it's fine if the Eastern King doesn't come, but if he dares to come, this Myriad Immortals Formation Diagram would be a rare treasure."