Primordial Era: The Witch Clan Reigns Supreme, Hongjun Begs Me to Become the Demon Emperor

Another thousand years have passed.

Emperor Yi diligently governed the Western Continent, his main body and nine clones working like nine industrious worker ants on this devastated land.

Over the past thousand years, his understanding of the Great Dao of Time contained in the Chaos Bell and his own Great Dao of the Sun has rapidly improved to the point of being beyond comprehension.

They completely treated the Western continent as a training ground.

He has already governed the valley that once sheltered the innate Bodhi tree and the western Geng metal energy, which is one in trillions of the Western Continent.

The valley is now teeming with life.

The Bodhi tree has lush foliage and a golden sheen.

The metal aura had also solidified considerably, and a human-shaped outline could be vaguely discerned.

The two spiritual objects were surrounded by a faint aura of Western fortune, which, though thin, was slowly increasing.

Di Yi stood at the entrance of the valley, watching this scene with perfect clarity.

"You guys, don't complain about being poor anymore," he said to the Bodhi tree and the metal aura.

"The West is no longer poor—at least this region is no longer poor. I'm leaving the West. After a thousand years of ruling the Western continent, as a descendant of the great god Pangu, it is only right that I cherish the primordial world."

The branches and leaves of the Bodhi tree sway gently, conveying a sense of gratitude.

The metal element also emitted a gentle hum.

These two spirits are already conscious, but they cannot speak yet.

Looking at the two future saints, Di Yi suddenly felt a pang of emotion.

When I read novels in my past life, I always thought that Zhunti and Jieyin were desperate for money and that's why they were begging for food everywhere. Now that I have personally walked through this broken West, I understand where that persistence comes from.

"I should go now." Di Yi smiled.

"Let this clone of mine continue working here."

He pointed to a clone behind him. The clone was engrossed in stitching up the spiritual veins, not even raising its head.

Emperor Yiben walked to the Bodhi tree and placed his hand on the trunk.

"Oh, by the way, I suppose this wisp of true solar fire is my destiny with you all."

A wisp of pure solar fire essence flowed from his palm into the Bodhi tree.

The Bodhi tree trembled, and its branches and leaves grew 30% thicker at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Having done all that, Di Yi felt that was enough.

Time to explore other treasure troves.

While you're at it, go climb Buzhou Mountain, use Pangu's might to temper your physical body, and maybe even get some Pangu's essence blood or Pangu's jade marrow. You can also check if the Ancestral Witches are around.

He left one clone behind to continue governing the West, while the main body prepared to leave.

After all, this is a long-term task, and we can slowly "harvest the benefits".

The rewards for the "Primordial Creation Dao Scripture" are given according to progress, a gradual and continuous process.

Just as Di Yi turned to leave, the "Primordial Creation Dao Scripture" suddenly shone brightly in his mind.

The book automatically flipped to the chapter on merits and virtues, and the section on "The Great Dao's Creation and Merits" began to jump wildly.

Immediately afterwards, ten thousand acres of golden light surged out from the scriptures and poured directly into Di Yi's body.

The golden light was so intense that it coalesced into a dazzling golden wheel of merit behind him, as if the golden light was shining behind him.

Di Yi blinked.

"It looks quite nice." He didn't put the Golden Wheel of Merit away and just left it hanging there.

"It shines wherever it goes, saving us the need for lights."

After the merit infusion, the "Hongmeng Creation Dao Scripture" turned another page.

The new page had five large characters written on it: "The Sutra of Nirvana of Ten Thousand Paths".

"Nirvana?" The Emperor was stunned.

"I am a golden crow, not a phoenix, yet I can still be reborn?"

He carefully read the contents of the scripture.

The more I look at it, the more alarmed I become.

This "rebirth" is not the phoenix's fiery rebirth. Rather, it is something more fundamental and terrifying—self-collapse.

It compresses all its power, laws, and origins inward to the extreme, to the limit, forming a state similar to "the sun collapsing into a black hole." Then, within the black hole singularity, it reopens, evolves anew, breaks down and rebuilds, and is reborn from the ashes.

Each rebirth is a complete self-reconstruction. Upon success, one's magical power, physical body, primordial spirit, and understanding of the laws all leap to a higher level.

However, the risks are also extremely high—if it cannot withstand the collapse process, or fails in the new opening, then it will be a true annihilation of both body and soul, leaving not even a true spirit behind.

"Goodness, this technique is ruthless. I'll write it down and study it later."

Di Yi suppressed his shock and began to plan his next move.

With Western governance coming to an end, where does it go next?

"Let's go find those three overseas islands, where the most treasures are... Fangzhang Island!"

The emperor thought of the three overseas islands—Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou.

These three immortal islands were formed from fragments of chaos, containing endless opportunities, and later became the main bases and abodes of various immortals.

In the original story, Dongwanggong, relying on his status as the leader of male immortals, occupied Penglai Island and established Zifu Continent. As a result, he was attacked by Dijun and Taiyi, which can be regarded as a prelude to the early stage of the Lich War.

However, since the Eastern King has not yet been born, the three islands should still be in a state of being without a master.

"Good heavens! How can I miss out on such a great opportunity?"

The Emperor rode in a beam of light and headed straight for the depths of the East Sea.

With the deductions based on the Hetu and Luoshu diagrams, finding the Three Islands is not difficult.

Several years later, he discovered a group of islands shrouded in a natural array amidst the chaotic mists of the far east of the East China Sea.

The three islands are arranged in a triangular shape, each spanning hundreds of millions of miles.

Emperor Yi chose the middle one, Abbot Island.

He stood outside the formation, observing carefully.

This innate protective array is incredibly profound; if he didn't possess the Hetu Luoshu, he wouldn't even have been able to grasp its essence.

"Breaking the formation is too troublesome, so why not... refine it?"

Emperor Yi offered up the Chaos Bell.

As soon as the bell rang, time and space seemed to freeze, and the operation of the great formation paused for a moment.

Taking this opportunity, he used the method of refining the array as recorded in the "Hongmeng Creation Dao Scripture" to send his divine sense into the core of the array.

The refining process was very long, taking a full year.

But the gains were worthwhile.

The moment the great formation was completely refined and the mist dissipated, Di Yi saw the scene inside the island.

"My goodness..."

Herbs grow everywhere.

It's not just one or two plants, but entire fields of medicinal herbs.

Ginseng that is ten thousand years old, lingzhi mushrooms that are one hundred thousand years old, and cinnabar fruit that is one million years old... grow everywhere like weeds.

Deeper still, there was the aura of innate spiritual roots, at least three or four of them.

The entire island was permeated with a dense, primordial energy, which, though thin, was of extremely high quality.

"Truly worthy of being a fragment of chaos."

Di Yi took a deep breath, and the chaotic energy entered his body, causing his cultivation to increase slightly.

He stepped onto the island and began to explore.

The first thing we encountered was a strange tree.

The tree is a hundred feet tall, with a dark yellow trunk and branches and leaves like a canopy. It bears nine plum-shaped fruits, each of which exudes a rich Taoist aura.

"Huang Zhongli!" Di Yi's eyes lit up.

"Eat one of these innate spiritual roots and you'll instantly become a Great Luo Immortal!"

Further on, there was another pine tree. Its bark resembled dragon scales, and its needles were five different colors. Each pine needle contained the energy of the five elements, making it incredibly mysterious.

"Five-needle pine... There really were such things in the primordial world."

Di Yi remembered that the five-needle pine was also a top-tier innate spiritual root, and its needles could help people comprehend the Five Elements Dao.

Looking at the two spiritual roots, he suddenly had an idea.

He walked to the yellow plum tree, placed his hand on the trunk, and began to practice the enlightenment method from the "Hongmeng Creation Dao Scripture".

"You have nurtured countless ages on this island. Today I enlighten your spirit and bestow upon you the name 'Yellow Child.' Are you willing to follow me in cultivation?"

The tree trunk trembled, and a beam of dark yellow light flashed. A boy of about seven or eight years old appeared beneath the tree, dressed in yellow, with his hair tied in two buns. His face was childlike, but his eyes shone with intelligence.

"Huang Tong greets Your Excellency." The boy bowed obediently.

Emperor Yi then walked to the Five-Needle Pine and gave it the same enlightenment.

A boy in green robes appeared under the pine tree, looking about seven or eight years old, with a calm demeanor.

"You shall be called 'Songtong'."

"Song Tong greets Your Excellency."

The two boys looked at each other, both with blank expressions.

Di Yi looked at the two little ones and smiled.

"Perfect, from now on, you'll be in charge of managing Abbot Island. Tidy up the herb garden, transplant what needs transplanting, and harvest what needs harvesting—don't harvest everything, save some seeds."

"Yes, sir."

The two boys obediently agreed.

Di Yi continued to wander around the island.