Create a world of low martial arts from ancient times

Upon seeing this, Luo Zu quickly checked the "World Log".

It turned out that the demon race had pushed the witch race to the brink. No one expected that the Eastern Emperor Bell would be so powerful, directly shattering the true forms of six ancestral witches. The campaign against the heavens failed once again. After the Eastern Emperor Bell rang again, it directly annihilated all the witch races, leaving only twelve ancestral witches.

Moreover, the Eastern Emperor Bell completely annihilated the Wu Clan, making it impossible for them to be resurrected in the future. The Ancestral Witches were able to endure this and immediately performed the Twelve Divine Fiends Formation of the Capital once again, transforming into the true form of Pangu.

Then the Wu tribe could not live, and you demons did not want to live either, so you raised the Pangu Axe and split Mount Buzhou in two.

Even after Mount Buzhou collapsed, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were still not satisfied. They rushed towards the Heavenly Court and dragged the Heavenly Emperor Donghuang and the Zhou Tian Star Array, which they had been practicing, into self-destruction...

"Have they all gone mad?" Luo Zu couldn't help but sigh.

Without the "burden" of the Dao Lord and Dao Venerable's will, these guys have all let themselves go and have no restraint. This is how things have turned out this way after a thousand years away from the Three Immortal Islands.

However, although the process was absurd, the result was not.

This describes the tragic end of Mount Buzhou collapsing and the sky falling.

At the same time, the Dao Lords and Dao Venerables who were not directly involved but had been observing from the shadows also became tense.

"Where is Daoist Jinyang? Why isn't he trying to save us? The Little Primordial World is about to be destroyed."

"The Golden Sun Daoist has gone to Yaochi Heaven to visit the Goddess, and I'm afraid he won't be able to return in time," a Daoist replied.

"Why didn't the Daoist Master leave any thought behind? Instead, he sealed off the Lesser Primordial World. Now we can't get in either. What should we do?"

The Dao Venerables and Dao Lords were in a panic, all wanting to jump in immediately. However, Dao Venerable Jin Yang had set up a seal, and if they forcibly broke it, it would only cause an even greater collapse.

Jin Yang Dao Zun was far away in Yaochi Heaven, and it would take him three instants to get back. Those three instants were enough for the Little Primordial World to be destroyed on the spot.

"Are there any fellow Daoists still in the Lesser Primordial World?" Then a Daoist Venerable gathered his men, wanting to ask if any fellow Daoists had left any thoughts there, perhaps they could still be saved.

Luo Zu was somewhat embarrassed at this moment. He was indeed in it, but he had transformed into the Dao Ancestor, which was a rather sensitive identity.

If he were to take action, everyone would know that he had committed such a "heinous" act.

But if we don't intervene, we'll have to watch this little prehistoric world be destroyed.

Do you feel bad about it? Not at all.

It's just a small world to the left and right.

Even a split second after Buzhou Mountain collapsed, Luo Zu still made his move.

As soon as the gates of Zixiao Palace opened, a talisman descended from the sky.

"It's the Dao Ancestor! The Dao Ancestor has made his move!" a Dao Lord exclaimed in surprise.

The talisman transformed into the characters for Heaven and Earth. Heaven was placed above, and Earth was placed below. Together, they maintained the small primordial world, preventing it from continuing to crumble.

"Which fellow Daoist has transformed into a Dao Ancestor?"

At this moment, the Daoist Master couldn't help but ask.

"The Purple Cloud Palace blocks the flow of internal and external Taoist practices, so I cannot see it either." Bixiao also joined in the fun at this moment.

He was also curious about who was acting as his "advisor." Even Bixiao couldn't understand it, let alone the other Daoist masters.

However, this small prehistoric world was saved by Luo Zu. As soon as the words "Heaven and Earth" were spoken, everything settled down. The Milky Way flowed backward, and chaos returned to the outer heavens. However, Mount Buzhou, the pillar of heaven, was still collapsed and could not be restored. As for the Wu and Yao races, they had been destroyed and Luo Zu was too lazy to revive them.

However, all the creatures in the primordial world were innocent, so Luo Zu used his magic to retrieve those innocent people who died in this natural disaster from the underworld of this realm.

In an instant, a talisman was issued, and after two such talismans were issued, the Golden Sun Daoist also returned.

"Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist." Daoist Jinyang rushed back and found his little prehistoric world in ruins. He was heartbroken, but he first thanked Ancestor Luo in front of Zixiao Palace before cleaning up the mess himself.

Luo Zu did not agree, but instead took Zixiao Palace and went into hiding.

Jin Yang Dao Zun also lifted the seal on the Little Primordial World and re-established the Heavenly Realm, but this time without the Heavenly Court and the Zhou Tian Stars, where should the Little Primordial World go?

Even the Golden Sun Daoist had no direction. He originally preserved this world only to deduce the future pattern of the prehistoric world, but he went to the Yaochi Heaven for a banquet and only a thousand years have passed since then. The small prehistoric world has undergone such earth-shattering changes.

Then He invited all the Dao Lords and Dao Venerables who had participated in this small primordial project to a banquet to discuss the reasons for the failure of this evolution.

He sent out invitations and naturally did not forget Luo Zu. However, Luo Zu could not attend the banquet under the title of Dao Zu, so he sent a wisp of his consciousness from his original body to attend the banquet.

When he arrived in the Heavenly Realm, he saw only ruins and rubble everywhere. The Lingxiao Palace had collapsed in half, and the palaces of the other star lords and demon gods were even more severely damaged.

Guided by a young Daoist boy, Luo Zu arrived at a cloud-top plaza, where many of the drinking and banquet utensils commonly used by Daoist Lords and Venerables had been set up.

After all, different races are different, and some do not even have a physical form, so they cannot be judged by the common sense of human race.

When Luo Zu arrived, there were already many fellow Daoists inside, drinking and chatting, much more lively than when they were on the Three Immortal Islands.

After all, Lady Yunxiao usually resides on one of the Three Immortal Islands, while Lady Qiongxiao, although she sometimes travels to visit friends and discuss the Dao, or to enforce the law in the Heavenly Court, spends most of her time on the Three Immortal Islands.

However, Lady Qiongxiao loved to preach, and these fellow Daoists invited by Lady Bixiao suffered greatly from her, thus they could never be truly happy.

Now we have a treasure trove, but it's still a bit of a pity that we can't bring our true form here.

After all the fellow Daoists had gathered, the leader, Daoist Jinyang, began to discuss what they were going to talk about.

"Fellow Daoists, this great calamity of the Lich King has far-reaching implications, leaving many of you homeless. I apologize in advance." Daoist Jin Yang revealed his true form, which was formed from refined gold and possessed many profound principles of metal and stone. His unique and extraordinary nature caught the attention of Ancestor Luo.

"This is no accident. It is all because I failed to properly manage the Heavenly Dao of this realm, which caused unrest in the world and led to the collapse of the heavens and the cracking of the earth." Daoist Jinyang was both remorseful and apologetic.

"But I would still like to ask my fellow Daoists to join me in speculating whether our primordial multiverse will also meet such a tragic end in the future?" Jin Yang Daozun finally posed this weighty question.

In an instant, the Cloud Square was in an uproar, and everyone began to seriously discuss this possibility.

"The war between the Lich King and the Demon King has raged for many years, and the universe has been destroyed hundreds of times. This scene is actually nothing more than a trivial matter," a Daoist Master said dismissively.

Huh? Over a hundred times? Luo Zu, a rising star, was slightly surprised.

He has only experienced seven or eight cosmic destructions, and looking back through the river of time, there are only twenty-one recorded instances, but according to this Daoist master, there have been hundreds.

So, what other surprises are you hiding that I don't know about, you witch clan and demon clan? (End of Chapter)