Dual Transmigration: Cultivating Immortality in the Primordial World, Taking on the Desolate Heavenl

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, the innate energy of heaven surged wildly like molten iron.

Donghuang Taiyi's footsteps stopped in mid-air.

The killing intent in his golden eyes, which contained the essence of the sun, had become so thick that it could shatter the void at any moment.

The purple and white gourd was within reach, but it was suddenly interrupted by the top disciple of the Xuanmen sect who had just entered the Golden Immortal realm.

This is a disgrace.

It is an absolute provocation against the Demon Emperor's majesty.

The golden flames behind Taiyi suddenly surged, instantly incinerating the indestructible chaotic rocks within a radius of ten thousand feet into a gaseous state. With his right hand slightly spread, the Chaos Bell hidden in his sleeve emitted a muffled roar.

If Gu Changqing dares to forcibly seize it, he wouldn't mind risking a complete falling out with the Three Pure Ones to utterly destroy this reckless variable on the spot.

The surrounding powerful beings from the primordial era held their breath as they watched.

Everyone knows that Taiyi at this moment is an ancient volcano about to explode.

however.

Gu Changqing was at the very eye of the storm, where danger was brewing.

His expression showed no sign of panic, and he didn't even activate the protective Taiqing Immortal Light.

He met Taiyi's gaze, a gaze powerful enough to force even ordinary Grand Luo Golden Immortals to retreat, and casually slipped his hand into his sleeve.

No innate spiritual treasures were used.

They didn't bring out the Taiqing Jade Talisman to set up a showroom.

Gu Changqing simply pulled out a piece of broken animal bone from his sleeve, its surface pitted and even bearing traces of dried dark red blood.

This is the original precious bone of the pure-blooded Suanni from Perfect World.

The most brutal and savage basic cultivation principles of the perfect lower realm, namely "using the body as a seed" and "life and death through bone inscriptions," are engraved on it.

Gu Changqing's wrist trembled slightly.

That thing, which in the eyes of the great beings of the primordial era had no spiritual energy fluctuations and was practically like a piece of bone dust found everywhere, lightly drifted across an arc.

It landed with extreme precision at Donghuang Taiyi's feet.

Gu Changqing stood with his hands behind his back, his voice as calm as still water.

"Fellow Daoist Taiyi, you may have this purple and white gourd."

"How about exchanging this for your demon race's eternal legacy, plus this deadly magical treasure?"

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Standing not far away, Fuxi frowned deeply, while the Old Ancestor Hongyun looked utterly astonished.

To exchange a broken bone devoid of any innate Daoist energy for a primordial purple-white gourd brimming with the murderous intent of creation?

Has the Xuanmen's top disciple lost his mind from staying in the Void God Realm for too long?

Even Laozi, who was standing at the back, had a hint of doubt in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. He knew that his disciple never suffered a loss.

Donghuang Taiyi lowered his head.

Looking at the broken bones that lay three inches from the instep.

My first reaction was a furious feeling of being utterly mocked.

He suddenly raised his foot, ready to crush this broken bone along with Gu Changqing's arrogance into dust!

At that very moment.

Taiyi's golden eyes, gleaming with the sun, instinctively swept across the surface of that broken bone.

Footwork.

It abruptly stopped.

Hovering in mid-air, unable to step down even a fraction of an inch!

Those golden eyes, reflecting the vast starry sky, rapidly contracted, and the violent flames burning deep within were instantly extinguished by a bucket of ice water. In their place, an extreme frenzy that stirred up a terrifying wave erupted!

To ordinary powerful beings, this might just be trash devoid of spiritual energy.

But for the supreme demon emperor who was determined to establish a heavenly court for the demon race and rule over all the demons in the world.

The laws engraved on the surface of these bones are practically a life-saving elixir tailor-made for the demon race!

Taiyi is by no means stupid; his strategic vision is among the best in the entire prehistoric world.

In his mind, countless power struggles were being simulated and analyzed.

What is the biggest obstacle for the demon race to establish the Heavenly Court?

It was the twelve ancestral witches who occupied the primordial land and that group of unreasonable witch clan thugs!

With their demon god-level combat power, Di Jun, along with Donghuang Taiyi and the future Ten Demon Generals, are more than capable of contending with the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

But what about the lower levels?

The lower-ranking demon soldiers and generals possessed extremely weak physical bodies, relying entirely on absorbing meager moonlight to cultivate their primordial spirits. Once they encountered the mighty Wu Clan army on the battlefield, their defeat was utterly devastating! The Wu Clan warriors didn't even need to utilize their laws; simply through sheer physical force, they could tear tens of thousands of elite demon soldiers into a shower of blood and flesh.

This is the most fatal weakness of the demon race!

And now.

Taiyi stared intently at the bone beneath his feet.

What did he see?

A brutal cultivation method that completely abandons the cultivation of the primordial spirit, plunders the violent laws of heaven and earth to the extreme, and forcibly imprints them into the depths of the flesh and bones like being cleaved by a knife and axe!

There is no need for lengthy meditation and enlightenment.

There is no need to spend endless years trying to understand the secrets of heaven.

As long as there is enough flesh and blood to plunder, as long as this "bone formation" is deployed.

Within a hundred years, low-level demon soldiers can be mass-produced to have terrifying physiques comparable to those of the witch race!

Taiyi's breathing instantly became extremely heavy, like an ancient bull pulling a bellows.

This political calculation, at the level of a commander-in-chief, was instantly and clearly understood by Taiyi.

The innate purple and white gourd is indeed unparalleled in its killing intent.

But it is ultimately just a weapon. Even if it is refined into a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, it is impossible to wipe out the entire witch army with just one magic weapon.

But this bone is different.

This is the supreme theoretical foundation that can make up for the biggest weakness of the demon race and lay the foundation for the eternal prosperity of the demon court!

Donghuang Taiyi suddenly bent down.

With lightning speed, even a hint of barely perceptible panic, he clenched the seemingly ordinary piece of bone in his palm.

They held it very tightly.

The force was so intense that even his supreme body, which was at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm and possessed the essence of the Golden Crow, caused his finger joints to turn a glaringly pale white due to excessive force.

humiliation.

suffocated.

Extreme frustration churned wildly in Taiyi's chest.

He was the Eastern Emperor, and this purple and white gourd was an opportunity he had set his sights on.

Now, however, he has been outmaneuvered by someone with a "fragment" of immense strategic value, forcing him to make an exchange of benefits.

This is equivalent to being slapped in public and then being asked to personally thank someone.

Taiyi raised his head.

He stared intently at the young man in the blue robe opposite him, who remained completely unmoved throughout.

The matter-of-fact and calculating look in the other person's eyes made Taiyi instantly realize that Gu Changqing had deliberately brought out this item at the most crucial moment.

This is an open conspiracy.

This is a dimensional reduction transaction where capitalists have accurately identified the lifeline.

Di Jun, who was standing nearby, keenly noticed that his younger brother had lost control of his emotions and was about to step forward to ask him what was wrong.

Taiyi suddenly raised his hand and stopped Dijun.

There was no crazy sophistry.

There was no outburst of anger or a complete falling out.

Taiyi swallowed the humiliation mixed with the fire of the sun.

The benefits offered by the other party were simply too great! So great that he simply couldn't refuse!

"Excellent methods... Brother Gu, you truly have excellent methods."

Taiyi clenched his teeth, each word seeming to be forced out from between his teeth.

He held the broken bone and gave Gu Changqing a deep fist salute.

"This gourd is too good to pass up!"

"We, the demon race, will remember this grace of receiving the Dharma today!"

Done.

Without any hesitation, Taiyi suppressed his heartache, turned around and strode back, completely giving up the position closest to the purple and white gourd.

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

Two of Zhen Yuanzi's whiskers were torn off, and Nuwa's eyes trembled slightly, utterly bewildered.

The mighty Donghuang Taiyi was actually forced to retreat by a piece of rotten bone?!

The deathly silence at the foot of Buzhou Mountain was completely shattered by this retreat.

Gu Changqing remained expressionless.

He didn't even say a polite thank you.

Take a step forward.

Fingers together, like knives.

A ray of celestial light swept across his fingertips, cleanly severing the innate vines connecting the purple and white gourd from their roots.

With a flick of his sleeve, the purple-white gourd, which exhaled boundless, murderous aura, was rudely stuffed into the inner universe of his sleeve.

Smooth and efficient, they collected everything and left immediately.

At the very moment that opportunity came into my pocket.

Gu Changqing suddenly stopped in his tracks.

His brows were furrowed tightly, a rare occurrence for him.