Primordial: From a grain of soil to the ancestor of all paths

Chapter 253 Primordial Enlightenment, Physical Sainthood!
Inside the Demon Master's Palace, the atmosphere was ancient and solemn.

The hall contained no luxurious furnishings, only endless jade slips and animal skin scrolls piled up like mountains, inscribed with countless mysterious symbols, which were the prototype of the demon script created by Kunpeng over millions of years.

"Fellow Taoist, please take a look."

With a wave of his hand, Kunpeng sent thousands of symbols rising from the scroll, swirling and combining in the air to evolve into the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, plants, birds, and beasts. But they were only similar in form, lacking the spirit and essence of the Dao.

“I have observed all things in the primordial world and imitated the runes of the Great Dao to create this demonic script of 3,600 characters. It can be used to record events and pass on knowledge, but it has never been able to gain the approval of Heaven and Earth, let alone bear the Great Dao.” Kunpeng’s words were tinged with confusion and resentment.

In the beginning, he did not speak, but simply watched the symbols floating in the air.

Taiyi, standing to the side, also frowned. He could feel the immense effort put into these words, but he also saw the crux of the problem: these words were "dead."

"Fellow Daoist, do you know what 'literature' is?" Tai Chu finally spoke.

Kunpeng was taken aback, then replied, "Writing is the pattern of heaven and earth, the image of all things."

“Yes, but not entirely.” Tai Chu slowly shook his head. “Writing is not just a symbol for recording, but also the flame of civilization and the soul of a race. Your demon script has its form and its logic, but it lacks the ‘soul’ of the demon race.”

"The soul of a demon?"

Kunpeng and Taiyi both looked at Taichu, their expressions filled with inquiry.

"What is a demon? A dragon soaring through the nine heavens is a demon, an ant crawling on the earth is also a demon. The domineering imperial power of Emperor Jun and Taiyi is a demon, the ignorant struggle for survival of plant spirits is also a demon."

The voice of the Primordial Beginning was not loud, but it was like the Great Dao's resounding voice, booming in Kunpeng's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Your words only depict the appearance of all things, but they have not carried the indomitable spirit, struggle, quest, and glory of the demon race since its birth in the primordial world. It needs to be imprinted with the spirit of the demon race in order to become a true 'Dao' script!"

Boom!

Kunpeng was struck as if by lightning, frozen in place, his eyes glazed over, but the demon master's dharma image behind him shone brightly in an instant, and countless bottlenecks and confusions that had been stuck were suddenly resolved at this moment.

"I understand! I understand!"

The Kunpeng roared to the sky, its voice shaking the heavens. It suddenly grabbed the Daoist brush in front of it, drank deeply from the Golden Pool of Merit, and began to write on the star beast skin that had been created at the beginning of the primordial chaos!
He no longer depicts mountains and rivers, nor does he portray birds and beasts.

The first character he wrote was "war"!
As soon as this word was uttered, endless malevolent energy soared into the sky, as if the scene of billions of demon warriors fighting bloody battles against the heavens, the earth, and the witch clans was completely integrated into it.

The second character he wrote was "皇" (huang).
The might of the Emperor's Great Dao manifested, and the phantoms of Di Jun and Tai Yi flashed across the sky above the text, suppressing down with the supreme majesty that ruled over all demons and dominated the primordial world.

The third character he wrote was "生" (life).
Each stroke of the pen is like the smallest blade of grass in the primordial wilderness, struggling to survive in the cracks, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, undergoing countless years of arduous cultivation, and finally taking shape. That most primal desire and tenacity for life is deeply imprinted within it.

……

Kunpeng spoke slowly and deliberately, each word imbued with his understanding of the demon race, and with the fortune and destiny of the entire demon race.

Above the Thirty-Three Heavens, the wind and clouds changed color, and endless Xuanhuang merit energy began to gather, transforming into a vast and boundless golden cloud of merit, which enveloped the Demon Master's Palace.

This extraordinary phenomenon instantly alarmed the entire prehistoric world.

Kunlun.

Taiqing Palace.

Taiqing Laozi suddenly opened his eyes, looked towards the Heavenly Court, and calculated with his fingers. His expression instantly turned extremely ugly. "The demonic script has appeared, and Kunpeng has actually performed such great merit? Damn it, my opportunity to attain enlightenment has been delayed again!"

On Mount Sumeru in the West, the two brothers, Jieyin and Zhunti, gazed at the dense, impenetrable golden clouds of merit. Their signature bitter expressions deepened. Zhunti couldn't help but ask, "Brother, the demon race's fortune is rising again. When will our West finally prosper?"

Chaos, Purple Cloud Palace.

A flash of anger crossed Hongjun's cold eyes.

The emergence of the demonic script was a momentous event for perfecting the primordial heritage, and as the Dao Ancestor, he should have been the one to lead it. Yet now, all of this has been accomplished under the machinations of the Primordial Beginning!
He tried to stop it, but found that the will of Heaven did not reject it; instead, it bestowed merit. Because this matter was beneficial to the primordial world, Heaven could not forcibly interfere under its workings.

"In the beginning!——"

Hongjun uttered two words, his killing intent palpable.

Just then, another aura that enraged him even more erupted from the depths of the Heavenly Court!

Inside the secret chamber of the Heavenly Emperor's palace.

Di Jun sat cross-legged, surrounded by a rich aura of chaotic essence. His eyes were closed, and his face showed extreme pain.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the Hetu, representing the benevolent corpse, and the Luoshu, representing the malevolent corpse, were being forcibly stripped away by a supreme and pure force of chaotic origin.

This is tantamount to severing one's own foundation and crippling one's own cultivation!
"Slaying the Three Corpses to attain the Dao is the path I have personally chosen, Emperor Jun, how dare you!"

A will containing supreme heavenly might traversed endless time and space, directly descending into Di Jun's sea of ​​consciousness, transforming into Hong Jun's indifferent and ruthless face.

"By the Dao Ancestor—"

"Different road non-phase plan!"

"I am the Heavenly Emperor, and I shall walk my own path!"

Di Jun's will was as firm as iron, and he did not waver in the slightest even when faced with Hong Jun's pressure.

"court death!--"

Hongjun was completely enraged.

The events involving Hongyun and Kunpeng, and now Dijun, demonstrate that Taichu's plans are interconnected and aim to shake the foundations of his Xuanmen's rule!
"Curse!"

At a single command, the golden cloud of merit born from the demonic script above the nine heavens was instantly torn apart. A bolt of purple divine lightning, as thick as a mountain and wrapped with the laws of destruction, slashed down fiercely toward the Heavenly Emperor's palace with the will to annihilate everything!

This strike is not only meant to kill the rebellious Emperor Jun, but also to shock the entire prehistoric world!

"Big brother!"

Taiyi, who was outside the Demon Master's Palace, instantly sensed this destructive aura. His eyes widened in fury, and without thinking, he was about to summon the Chaos Bell.

A hand gently rested on his shoulder.

In the beginning.

“Your bell is for protecting the Heavenly Court. As for the Dao Ancestor,” Tai Chu looked up at the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning that was tearing the sky apart, a cold smile curving his lips, “he is not qualified to punish my allies in front of me.”

Before he finished speaking, Tai Chu took a step forward and stood atop the Heavenly Emperor's palace, facing the earth-shattering divine lightning of divine punishment.

He didn't use any magical weapons; he simply pointed his fingers like a sword and gently drew a line across the ground beneath his feet.

"Edict!"

"All the myriad beings of the primordial world, heed my command!"

"May the stars of the heavens bless me!"

"rise!"

In an instant, the earth vein energy of all the immortal mountains and palaces in the entire thirty-three heavens was instantly drained, transforming into hundreds of millions of earth-yellow divine dragons that roared and soared into the sky.

At the same time, the Zhou Tian Star Array, which had already been improved by Tai Chu, started operating on its own. Thirty-six thousand main stars and hundreds of millions of secondary stars shone brightly, and endless star power gathered into a vast pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and earth, pouring into Tai Chu's body.

It is based on the great power of the ancestral veins of the primordial earth, and its edge is the supreme killing power of the stars in the heavens.

A colossal divine shield, depicting mountains, rivers, and countless stars, materialized before Tai Chu.

Boom!

The Purple Heaven Divine Thunder crashed down!
That terrifying power, enough to instantly annihilate an ordinary quasi-saint peak expert, slammed heavily into the divine shield.

The entire Thirty-Three Heavens shook violently, and countless palaces and pavilions were reduced to dust in the aftershocks.

Cracks spread across the shield, resembling a spider web.

Tai Chu's body trembled slightly, a trace of golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but he still stood straight, his black hair dancing wildly, and the fighting spirit in his eyes burned even more fiercely. He raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through endless chaos, staring directly at the supreme figure in the Purple Cloud Palace.

"Hongjun, your divine punishment is nothing more than this!"

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, the eternal indifference on Hongjun's face finally shattered completely, replaced by boundless rage.

The divine lightning of divine punishment, representing the majesty of the Heavenly Dao, was actually blocked by Tai Chu and he was publicly humiliated.

"Taichu, do you think this is the end?"

A chilling voice echoed through the chaos, and the Heavenly Punishment Seal before Hongjun shone brightly, forcibly pulling at the Heavenly Dao rules of the entire primordial world at this moment.

Above the nine heavens, the torn golden clouds of merit completely dissipated, replaced by a boundless sea of ​​purple lightning.

Within the sea of ​​lightning, each drop of "seawater" was a weakened version of the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning. Hundreds of millions of divine lightning bolts converged, transforming into a world-destroying tidal wave that poured down towards the Thirty-Three Heavens!

This time, what he wanted was not punishment, but to completely wipe out the entire Heavenly Court!

The Star Vein Divine Shield in front of Tai Chu was like paper in front of this sea of ​​lightning, and it began to collapse instantly. The earthen-yellow divine dragon cried out and dissipated, and the light of billions of stars also dimmed.

"puff!"

Tai Chu's body trembled violently, and he spat out another mouthful of golden blood. The power of the ancestral earth veins and the celestial stars ultimately had its limits and could not contend with the entire will of Heaven.

"Fellow Daoist Taichu!" Taiyi was extremely anxious. The Chaos Bell hung above his head, emitting a series of chimes, barely protecting the Demon Master's Palace behind him.

"It doesn't matter."

Tai Chu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. In the instant that the world-destroying sea of ​​lightning was about to engulf everything, he not only did not retreat, but instead laughed loudly.

"Hongjun, your methods are still so monotonous and boring!"

"Today, I will show you what true destruction is!"

He opened his right hand, and in his palm, a hazy, gray millstone phantom slowly emerged.

The millstone appeared simple and unremarkable, but the moment it appeared, it caused the surrounding space and time to distort and collapse.

An aura of utter destruction and annihilation, originating from the beginning of chaos and the end of all things, spread out.

The ultimate treasure of chaos, the millstone of world destruction!
"go with!"

With a soft shout from Tai Chu, the phantom of the World-Destroying Millstone swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a size that blotted out the sky. The two millstones slowly turned, emitting a terrifying "crackling" sound.

A colossal vortex formed at the center of the millstone, and the devastating purple sea of ​​lightning, as if finding an outlet, was frantically sucked into it.

The billions of purple lightning bolts were crushed to dust by that supreme power the moment they entered the millstone, turning into the purest source of destruction and fragments of the rules of heaven.

These origins and fragments did not disappear; instead, they transformed into pure energy, flowing back into the Primordial One's body through an invisible connection.

They feed on divine punishment and nourish themselves with destruction!
This scene plunged all the powerful beings of the primordial world who were spying on this place into a deathly silence.

On Mount Kunlun, the Primordial Celestial Venerable shattered the jade table before him with a single palm strike, his face filled with disbelief. "How dare he! How dare he devour the Heavenly Punishment! This is the greatest blasphemy against the Heavenly Dao!"

Taiqing Laozi closed his eyes, the threads of his whisk taut from the force. He said nothing, but the tranquil and inactive aura around him had long been replaced by a violent rage.

In the West, Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance, both seeing the horror and a deep...desire in each other's eyes.

"Senior brother, if we have such strength, why should we worry about the prosperity of the West, or about not being able to fulfill our great vow?" Zhunti's voice trembled.

Thirty-three heavens away, Nuwa Palace.

Nuwa sat upright on her cloud bed, feeling the will of Heaven urging her to take action and suppress the "heretic" Tai Chu.

But she could also sense that the deepest origin of the human race, which she had created with her own hands, resonated with the Primordial Chaos. If she were to make a move, she felt that even her Saintly Dao Fruit would develop a crack.

Moreover, she owes the other party two karmic debts that are enough to shake their holy position.

Finally, Nuwa sighed softly, and with a wave of her hand, the entire Nuwa Palace was enveloped by endless creative energy, isolating it from the perception of the Heavenly Dao.

She chose to stand by and do nothing.

Above the Heavenly Court, the tide of battle has turned.

The Great Millstone of Annihilation was like a bottomless pit, swallowing up everything no matter how turbulent the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Sea was.

The primordial aura not only did not weaken, but instead rose steadily. His physical body, which had already reached the peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, shattered under the impact of this enormous energy.

The "Physical Body Transformation into Primordial Chaos" technique operates on its own, and the shattered flesh and bones are reorganized under the tempering of the source of destruction, becoming more resilient and stronger!

click!
An invisible barrier was ruthlessly broken!
The third level of "Transforming the Flesh into Primordial Chaos"!

Sanctification of the body!

A terrifying pressure, no less powerful than that of a Heavenly Dao Saint, erupted from Tai Chu, sweeping across the nine heavens and ten earths. He simply stood there, yet he seemed like an unparalleled demon god who had created the world, capable of annihilating eternity with a mere gesture!
"Hongjun, thank you for your gift!"

The Primordial Fist, without using any laws, but solely relying on pure physical strength, caused a large area of ​​the void to collapse, and the remaining sea of ​​lightning was directly shattered by the force of the punch.

Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun's figure swayed, and a trace of purplish-gold blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The power of divine punishment was connected to his origin. When he was devoured by the Great Millstone of Annihilation, it was as if the Primordial Era had directly torn a piece of flesh from his body!

"Excellent! Excellent is the Primordial Beginning! Excellent is the Sacred Body!"

Hongjun was so angry that he laughed. He took back the Heavenly Punishment Seal, knowing that he could do nothing to Taichu today.

At that very moment, the Xuanhuang merit energy that had been dispersed by heavenly punishment above the Demon Master's Palace began to gather wildly once again.

The divine brush in Kunpeng's hand made its final stroke.

A brand new character for "demon" appeared on the Star Beast skin.

Once this character was formed, all 3,600 demonic characters simultaneously unleashed boundless divine light, soaring into the sky and imprinting the civilization mark belonging to the demon race upon the heavens.

Boom!

The weight of her merits and virtues far surpasses that of Nuwa creating humankind.

The boundless power of merit descended, a portion of which surged into Kunpeng's body, helping his cultivation to skyrocket. The other portion merged into the overall fortune of the demon race, causing the golden dragon of fortune, which was already as brilliant as the sun, to grow even stronger.

Inside the Heavenly Emperor's palace, Di Jun suddenly opened his eyes, and the aura emanating from him was completely different.

The Daoist principles of the Three Corpses Severing Method had completely vanished, replaced by a purer and more domineering imperial Dao. Behind him, the Hetu and Luoshu transformed into the human realm and its people, while the Heavenly Emperor's Seal became the supreme sword of authority protecting human civilization.

Although his cultivation level has fallen to the late stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, his foundation is more solid than ever before, and his future path has become smooth.

"Hahaha!--"

Emperor Jun stood up, looked up at the sky and laughed loudly, his voice shaking the world.

A drink, a peck, all have a certain number.

Hongjun's divine punishment not only failed to stop him, but instead became a stepping stone for Taichu and the demon race!

After suffering repeated defeats and losing face, Hongjun's murderous intent had reached its peak.

His icy voice echoed from Zixiao Palace throughout the entire prehistoric world, reaching the ears of every quasi-saint.

"The will of Heaven is irreversible!"

"By imperial decree: Taiqing, Yuanshi, Jieyin, and Zhunti, the time for you to attain enlightenment has arrived. Quickly establish a great teaching, enlighten all beings, and attain sainthood!"

These words shook the entire primordial world.

Dao Ancestor, are you about to flip the table?!
He wanted to forcefully create four Heavenly Saints to crush all variables with absolute power!
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(End of this chapter)