Honghuang: The Golden Crow Emperor, starts by robbing the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 905 Backhand
The primordial saints, their Daoist essence flowing and their divine thoughts intertwined, communicated together with the supreme origin of the primordial Dao.

In an instant, heaven and earth resonated, time and space reversed, and a grand scroll spanning thousands of years slowly unfolded in the minds of all the saints.

At the beginning of the scroll, an extremely faint aura, almost merging with the chaotic energy, like the most inconspicuous dust, quietly seeped from the depths of chaos and silently infiltrated the barrier of the primordial world.

This aura was extremely weak, and the energy fluctuations it contained were only equivalent to those of an ordinary immortal.

Its decline was so rapid and thorough that even the innate network of Heavenly Dao rules that operated instinctively and monitored all things in the primordial world failed to detect this barely perceptible abnormal fluctuation.

Like a candle flickering in the wind, it not only failed to be nourished after entering the primordial world, but also continued to decline rapidly under the suppression of the laws of heaven and earth. Its very existence became precarious, as if it would be completely annihilated in the next instant!

However, just as it was about to dissipate, that wisp of energy seemed to follow some kind of instinct, precisely finding a mortal whose fate was compatible and whose luck was ordinary among the torrent of billions of living beings.

There was no earth-shattering possession or shock, only a subtle and gradual fusion that happened naturally.

That aura silently merged into the depths of his soul, lying dormant as if it had never existed.

"So that's how it is!" A look of understanding flashed in the Styx Ancestor's blood-red eyes, and the phantom of the sea of ​​blood surged behind him. "Zhong Xuan did not fall into demonic possession through cultivation, but was directly possessed by this chaotic aura, which took over his body's essence!"

"Not so!" Demon Ancestor Rahu stood with his hands behind his back, his black robes fluttering even without wind, his deep eyes seemingly able to pierce through all illusions. He gently shook his head, his voice low and penetrating, possessing a penetrating power that saw through the essence of things, "This is not a brutal possession. Its methods are far more insidious and treacherous, insidious and silent. It does not forcibly erase or replace, but rather, like the most deadly poison, it subtly and gradually distorts the mind, reshapes the foundation of the Dao, and makes the person, bit by bit, move closer to the essence of 'slaughter' from the inside out. This method seems slow and hidden, extremely difficult to detect in the early stages, but as the cultivation deepens and the Dao becomes stable, it will eventually leave an indelible mark of slaughter, and there will eventually be a time when a powerful being can see through it. This is... assimilation!"

Assimilation? Upon hearing this, everyone present suddenly understood.

Then, they saw Jonghyun kill people and absorb the power of those he killed.

"This is the special feature of the Great Dao of Slaughter. All those who die at his hands will have a portion of their power forcibly taken away!" Luo Hou explained, then glanced at the heavily injured Kunpeng.

no doubt.

If Kunpeng were to be even more unlucky today and were truly killed by the Slaughtering Demon God, his cultivation would surely surge once again!

At that time, I'm afraid no one will be able to stop it!
At the same time, all the saints of the primordial world felt a chill in their hearts.

If the Demon God of Slaughter were allowed to wreak havoc in the primordial world, his cultivation would likely increase indefinitely!
Subsequently, all the saints witnessed Jonghyun joining a cultivation sect and gradually becoming extreme and insane.

At the moment he achieved the Great Luo Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, Jonghyun completely transformed into a fragment of the Demon God of Slaughter!

He promptly slaughtered the sect from which he came, immediately incurring endless pursuit from the Daoist sects.

In that almost endless pursuit, Jonghyun repeatedly escaped danger and won against all odds, displaying exquisite and unparalleled skill.

Each time he narrowly escaped death, his strength steadily increased, and he eventually stepped into the Quasi-Saint realm through continuous killing.

Subsequently, he was noticed by Kunpeng and recruited into the Ten Thousand Demon Palace!

Upon witnessing the truth revealed by the primordial world, Kunpeng was so enraged that his Dao heart trembled, and he almost perished on the spot!

The one who let the wolf into the house was none other than Kunpeng himself!
Over the next few thousand years, Zhong Xuan continued to plot and eventually used the method of killing demon gods to deceive Kunpeng's evil intentions, conceal the secrets of the Great Dao, and take down the powerful figures of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace one by one.

All of this played a crucial role in Kunpeng's ultimate failure and severe injury.
However, doubts arose in the hearts of the saints present. Over the past few thousand years, Zhong Xuan had made several additional moves, but no matter what kind of power of the Great Dao he used, his traces were forcibly concealed!
This seems to be setting up some kind of hidden plan, but the saints cannot discern its specific details!
"What did you do?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly and nodded to Taiyi.

The clock transformed into a stream of light and fell into his hand.

"rise!"

The next moment, an extremely illusory river of time flowed out, and Ling Xiao held the Time Clock and went upstream.

A moment later, at some point in the past of the primordial world, they discovered Jonghyun, who was about to do something shady.

What is his intention?

Just as Ling Xiao was concentrating on his observation, a sinister low laugh suddenly rang out!

In an instant, everything he saw blurred, as if it had been wiped away by an invisible giant hand!
"Who?!" Ling Xiao frowned and tried his best to activate the Time Clock, but no matter what he did, he could not dispel the mysterious fog that shrouded the river of time.

"Who is it?!"

Ling Xiao fell into deep thought.

It should be noted that, apart from those who have already perished, there are only a handful of people capable of this!

One of them was none other than Shen Ni, Ling Xiao's biggest suspect!
The mortal enemy of all the primordial saints. Shen Ni has also ventured into the Great Dao of Time!
However, his path of time is based on the law of destruction, serving as a secondary path of cultivation!

“If it was him, then it makes sense!” Ling Xiao frowned, and after a moment he was separated from the river of time.

"How is it?" Luo Hou asked impatiently. He desperately wanted to know if the God of Slaughter had any other tricks up his sleeve. After all, that was his true body! His true body would surely want to completely obliterate or reclaim this fragment of his soul!
"If you can't see clearly, even the river of time will be obscured!" Ling Xiao shook his head gently.

These words sent a chill down the spines of all the primordial saints. A truth that even the Clock of Time could not trace…

"I'm afraid it's the work of those chaotic demons again!" Kong Xuan sneered. "Master, I suggest a thorough investigation of all those who have karmic ties with Zhong Xuan. Better to innocuous than to let the guilty go free!"

“Good!” Ling Xiao nodded, his gaze sweeping over the assembled saints. “Bai Ze, what do you think of joining forces with Di Ting to monitor the prehistoric world?”

Bai Ze, the demon saint who was named, was slightly startled. Upon hearing that it was only a thorough investigation of the backup plan, he quickly bowed and replied, "Bai Ze accepts the order and will certainly live up to your expectations!"

"Please be extra careful, everyone!" Ling Xiao said with a far-reaching gaze, "The methods of those Chaos Gods are likely becoming increasingly insidious and unpredictable!"

All the sages of the primordial world nodded solemnly in agreement. At this moment, none of the sages dared to show the slightest contempt.

After the saints departed, several figures quietly lurked in a remote valley in Jambudvipa.

Those figures were all ordinary mortals, none of them even having become immortals, yet each of them used special methods to quietly evade one detection after another.

(End of this chapter)