Primordial Era: Infinite Evolution, Starting with Intercepting the Queen Mother of the West

"Uh~"

Upon hearing this, the remnant soul of the Pixiu within the Dragon Ball was somewhat speechless.

Just as Di Tian said, he was indeed not dead.

Even because his physical body was destroyed, and even part of his soul was destroyed, he has awakened from the control of the Heavenly Dao.

But precisely because of this, the Pixiu's gaze toward Di Tian was filled with anger, hatred, and hostility.

For no other reason than that he knew very well why all of this had happened, and even more so that it was all his own choice.

It was because of Heaven's promise, and because he wanted to go further, that all these changes occurred.

But now?

destroyed!

Everything is ruined!

The blessing of Heaven is gone, the origin of Heaven is gone, and his hope of becoming a saint is gone. He has even become a prisoner of Emperor Tian, ​​and his life and death are in the hands of the other party.

"Emperor Heaven~"

Upon thinking of this, the Pixiu's furious voice emanated from within the Dragon Ball: "You've ruined my foundation! I will fight you to the death!"

"You just wait, I won't let you get away with this, I won't forgive you."

"My brothers won't let you get away with this, you damned bastard!"

"..."

Hearing the Pixiu's loud roar, Di Tian couldn't help but frown.

This was truly unexpected news for him; the Pixiu, despite regaining its senses, did not come to its senses but instead remained stubbornly obstinate.

Judging from this situation, if nothing unexpected happens, this guy is very likely to have voluntarily submitted to the Heavenly Dao, or even become its puppet to guard this place and suppress the dragon race!

"Good heavens!"

"What a traitorous dragon!"

"And judging from his words, his older brothers are the same."

"Have all nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon become traitors? Not only do they show no intention of helping the Dragon Clan, but they're even helping the Heavenly Dao suppress them?"

As he pondered this in his heart, Di Tian's curiosity grew stronger.

I thought it was just a simple case of being controlled, but I never expected it to be so much more exciting than I imagined.

Thinking of this, Di Tian suddenly became interested, his gaze fixed on the dragon ball, and he muttered, "Since you won't cooperate, then I'll take matters into my own hands and find out!"

"You mere remnant soul, who gave you the audacity to be so arrogant and domineering in front of me?"

After saying that, Di Tian tightened his grip on the Dragon Pearl slightly.

The next second, the primordial turbid energy directly entered it.

"what……"

In an instant, the screams of the remnant soul of the Pixiu echoed continuously.

Under the invasion of the innate turbid energy, his remnant soul had no resistance. It began to rapidly disintegrate, collapse, shatter, and even become transparent in a short period of time.

Following this trend, it won't be long before the Pixiu meets its inevitable end.

No~

At this moment, the Pixiu was completely panicked.

He was afraid of death; otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen to compromise and submit to the will of Heaven, even knowing he would become a puppet or be forced to fight against the dragons.

That's why he couldn't care less about his resentment at that moment, and quickly said, "Don't kill me!"

"Let me go!"

"If you let me go, I'll tell you everything you want to know!"

"..."

Hearing the Pixiu's pleas for mercy, Di Tian remained extremely calm, completely disregarding it and even expressing genuine disdain.

Seeing the Pixiu's soul growing weaker and weaker, Di Tian smiled coldly: "No need. I will personally investigate all your memories and information. I will know everything I want to know then, and you won't need to waste your breath."

"Soul Searching Technique - Capture!"

As he spoke, Di Tian immediately activated the Soul Searching Technique.

Although his current primordial spirit realm is not high, the Pixiu itself is already extremely weak, and with the invasion of innate turbid energy, it has no resistance whatsoever.

"This is the power of the primordial spirit!"

"This is a demonic soul-searching technique!"

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! How could you, a patriarchal witch, possess a primordial spirit!"

"..."

At this moment, the Pixiu panicked.

He sensed the invasion of the soul-searching technique and his own inability to resist.

But the most important thing is that Di Tian can use the Soul Searching Technique, which is a power that only cultivators can control. How could he, as an Ancestral Witch, possibly control the primordial spirit?

Unfortunately, before the Pixiu could say anything more, the soul-searching technique had already begun.

"what……"

The screams rang out again, and the Pixiu could no longer speak. Memories flooded into Di Tian's mind like a tidal wave.

The next second, Di Tian began to read its memories.

brave troops!

As one of the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon, he participated in the final battle between the dragon and the phoenix.

However, in the end, both Zulong and Yuanfeng died, which led to the great battle turning into a mutually destructive conflict.

Under these circumstances, the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon returned to the Dragon Clan, hoping to ascend to the throne and become the new Dragon Emperor.

Unfortunately, reality is also cruel.

Zhulong did not die, which meant that the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon were still considered outcasts and were even rejected by countless members of their clan. In the end, Zhulong himself expelled them from the Dragon Clan.

After leaving the Dragon Clan, the Nine Sons of the Ancestral Dragon were hunted down by the remaining members of the Phoenix and Qilin Clans.

Under such circumstances, the nine sons of the First Emperor of Heaven unintentionally encountered the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao.

After some negotiations, the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon became the guardians of the Heavenly Dao and successfully sealed nine dragon nests within the prehistoric world, imprisoning countless powerful dragons and pure-blooded dragons within them.

As time passed, the clansmen within were continuously refined, and their dragon bloodlines were transferred out to nourish the forbidden zone. Even the planktonic creatures, as guardians, also began to rapidly absorb the power within to strengthen themselves.

Pixiu is in charge of this forbidden area. As long as the dragons within can be completely refined, killed, and absorbed, then becoming a pseudo-saint or a half-saint is a certainty, even if it doesn't mean he has attained sainthood.

Combined with the power of the Heavenly Dao within them, once they advance to that level, they can achieve a level of strength no less than that of a true Heavenly Dao Saint.

This is why Pixiu became so vehement in its words and even harbored deep hatred for Di Tian after being severely injured and having its source of the Heavenly Dao stolen.

"Good heavens!"

"As expected, Heaven is plotting against the Dragon Clan!"

"Nine went in, nine dragon nests, each guarded by one of the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon. This shows they are determined to eliminate the dragon race."

"What exactly is going on with the Heavenly Dao? The ancient dragon race has already been defeated, so why is it still being so ruthlessly exterminated? If this is how the dragon race is treated, what about the phoenix race? The qilin race? Or even those other powerful races from ancient times..."