Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I pioneered a divine kingdom of faith.

Chapter 61 The Dead World, The Three Pure Ones Separate Families

The Poison Island members immediately activated the instance space portal: "It's already open."

"Let's go," Liu Feiye said with a hint of excitement. She also wanted to know what the so-called dead world was like, and whether it was the wasteland world she had seen in movies.

The group entered the spatial passage, crossed it, and entered the instance world.

As soon as they landed, it was quiet, very quiet, so quiet that it made people feel uneasy. This feeling, which came from within, made Liu Feiye, Ying Zheng, and the others feel very uncomfortable.

Silence, deathly silence, as if the entire world had died, desolate and lonely, with a large star seemingly embedded in the sky.

"Hey, you're kidding, right?" Liu Feiye said with a hint of shock, the crimson color like the setting sun hanging eternally in the sky.

The half-fallen star, like the crimson of the setting sun, was empty and silent; the whole world had died.

There was no sign of life; the earth had turned to sand, everything had lost its luster, and there was no trace of life.

"This world." Ying Zheng took a deep breath.

"There's no wind. Has the wind died?" Nangong Bushe said slowly, his voice carrying an indescribable sense of shock.

Is this what they call the dead world?

The silence was terrifying; everything was dead, devoid of any sign of life.

There is no life.

"The God Lord said that there are still many zombies and zombie evolutions in this world. The evolution crystals inside these evolutions can be used for cultivation, or they can be exchanged for points in the shop," Tokushima Yako said to everyone.

"Let's begin then, this place is too oppressive," Liu Feiye said, taking a deep breath.

……

Wild world.

When the people in the chat group entered the instance world, Di Fang was not surprised at all, after all, that thing was prepared for them.

Di Fang then entered the small world.

The alchemy furnace that had been unused for a long time appeared in Di Fang's hands.

Emperor Fang first refined it again.

Then he began his alchemy journey. Without any recipes or imperial formulas, he could only slowly figure them out on his own.

Elixirs are not rare in the prehistoric world; they are readily available. For example, the most famous one is Lao Tzu's Nine-Turn Golden Elixir.

The Emperor had not refined any elixirs before, firstly because he lacked the time, and secondly because he lacked the recipes.

Now that there's time again, Di Fang also plans to research and develop some elixirs.

With the Heavenly Heart of Alchemy, it shouldn't be a problem for the Emperor to research and develop elixirs, especially with so many spiritual roots and herbs.

Di Fang began his alchemy journey.

The Witch Clan!

"Big brother, the first batch of human-shaman hybrids have grown up. As expected, their potential is even greater than we imagined," Zhu Rong said with a hint of excitement.

Although the human-shaman hybrid lacks the ability of the shaman race to master a law by birth.

However, he possessed a primordial spirit, and his physical body was also extremely powerful.

It's not surprising that they could catch up with the Wu Clan through training.

"It seems our decision was correct. We should take advantage of these 30,000 years to vigorously promote intermarriage between humans and witches," Dijiang made the decision directly.

Thirty thousand years is enough time for the Wu tribe to cultivate several more batches of new human-Wu hybrids.

The Wu Clan is not short of resources. Having dominated the prehistoric world for so many years, they have countless resources at their disposal. Even innate spiritual treasures are piled up in the Wu Clan's warehouses like scrap metal.

This is not just idle talk. The Wu Clan does not have a primordial spirit, so they cannot use innate spiritual treasures at all, or rather, they cannot unleash the power of innate spiritual treasures.

Even if they possessed innate spiritual treasures, they might not be as practical as a fire poker.

However, with the emergence of human-shaman hybrids, these innate spiritual treasures have become useful, albeit not many, but they represent a significant boost for human-shaman hybrids.

After all, innate spiritual treasures are something that even Great Luo Immortals and Quasi-Saints greatly covet.

No one would complain about having too many innate spiritual treasures.

The other ancestral witches remained silent, but they were quite satisfied with the outcome of the human-witch intermarriage, even though not most of the human-witch hybrids inherited the witch clan's innate ability to master a law.

There are still a small number of human-shaman hybrids who are born with a law, and these individuals grow at an extremely fast pace.

Given enough time, they may very well become the backbone of the Wu tribe.

Of course, some human-shaman hybrids also returned to the human race, which was inevitable. Human-shaman hybrids are a matter between the two races, and it's impossible for the shaman race to take all the benefits.

On Kunlun Mountain.

Yuanshi and Tongtian resumed their usual quarrel.

However, this time it was more serious than the previous times.

The conflict arose between the disciples of Yuanshi and the disciples of Tongtian.

However, Tongtian's disciples gained an advantage due to their large numbers, so Yuanshi's disciples went to their parents for support.

Finally, Yuanshi and Tongtian started arguing.

"Tongtian, look at your disciples! Kunlun Mountain is our place of quiet cultivation, but now it's filled with chaos and filth. How can we cultivate in peace?" Yuanshi questioned Tongtian.

Tongtian was somewhat speechless. He should say something, but Yuanshi's words were still correct. Tongtian had many disciples, but what were their qualities?

Most of them are not good people; in fact, they are people who kill many people and accumulate negative karma.

Apart from a few elite disciples who obediently meditated and recited the Huangting Sutra in their caves, none of the other disciples were well-behaved.

"Second brother, that is my disciple, and also your nephew. Why are you targeting him like this? Is it because their background is bad?" Tongtian asked Yuanshi.

……

Yuanshi looked at Tongtian with a gloomy expression.

To be fair, once Tongtian's disciples were accepted, that was fine; Yuanshi also...

Turning a blind eye to some things and upholding principles of friendship are the most outstanding qualities among sages.

It's fine that he's not particular about details, but his disciples have a bigger problem.

This isn't to whitewash Yuanshi Tianzun; it's just to be honest that most of Tongtian's disciples aren't good people. For example, Chang'er Dingguang Xian, who later became the Joyful Buddha of Buddhism, isn't a good person either. He often abducts female immortals for dual cultivation, something Tongtian knows about and has reprimanded.

But they just won't change. Relying on being a disciple of a sage, they do these things. In the end, it's still Tongtian's fault.

Besides the Long-Eared Light Immortal, there are other beings, such as the Winged Immortal and the Stone Maiden, none of whom can be considered good people.

"Of your disciples, aside from a few, how many aren't burdened by karmic debts?" Yuanshi said in a deep voice.

Tongtian was somewhat speechless, but Yuanshi's words were indeed not wrong.

Lao Tzu sighed, and the Three Pure Ones came to an end.

The argument between the two is now not just about religious tradition, but also about saving face.

Although Tongtian was the younger brother, he was still a saint and had to save face. He couldn't stand Yuanshi's disrespect.

"Since you dislike my disciple so much, Second Brother, I will leave," Tongtian said.

It appeared directly in the sky above the Kunlun Mountains.

"All disciples of my Jie Sect, today you will follow your master to leave Kunlun and reopen the Daoist temple," Tongtian's voice rang out.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yuanshi's eyes, and Laozi sighed.

The Three Pure Ones still reached this point and split up.

"Elder brother." Yuanshi looked at Laozi, a hint of panic in his eyes. Countless years had passed since the three brothers took human form.

Now we are about to part ways.

"No need to say anything more. Kunlun will remain your training ground. I should also leave. This is not your fault. This day was bound to come sooner or later. Even though Kunlun is one of the most sacred mountains in the primordial world, it cannot bear the fortune of three sages. So you don't need to blame yourself." Laozi said and left Kunlun with Xuandu.

(End of this chapter)