Primordial Chaos: I, Dijiang, will never accept this calamity!

Chapter 35 Duandao Mountain

The Lich Wars had not yet been quelled, and now with the addition of the Dragon, Han, and Three Clans, the entire situation has become even more unpredictable.

Broken Road Mountain! ! !

This mountain is hidden deep within the boundless, chaotic void.

Let alone quasi-saints, even saints would not be able to find this place without special means.

"Throughout the endless cycles of time, I almost thought I was dead?"

The First Qilin is an old man.

At this moment, his eyes blazed with boundless laws.

Although he was not a saint, he possessed power no less than that of a saint.

A mythical realm!!

They belong to the last batch of beings who cultivated the mythical realm after the three thousand chaotic gods and demons.

"What's the difference between us now and being dead?"

Yuan Feng appears to be a young girl, but the endless flames of life and death burst forth in her eyes, making people completely overlook her age.

"Another great eon, but compared to us, it's nothing!!"

"Hey you two, even though you've lost a tenth of your former skill, there's no need to be so pessimistic!"

"If you had behaved like this during the Great Calamity of Longhan back then, I wouldn't have lost so badly."

When Zu Long met his former rival, he seemed to have lost the ambition he once had.

I couldn't help but complain.

After all, if it weren't for the two of them back then, he would have already replaced Hongjun's position.

What kind of Heavenly Dao is Hongjun? That's utter bullshit! I am the Heavenly Dao myself!

However, the current Zulong would naturally not say these things openly.

He met these two old foxes at Duandao Mountain today to test their attitude.

Otherwise, if we are attacked from both sides and under someone else's roof, we'll be in real trouble.

"Alright, alright, what do you want from us by inviting us here?"

We're all old acquaintances.

If you overdo it, then it's just pure affectation!

"If you're trying to persuade us to withdraw from the struggle for supremacy in this primordial land, that might not work!!"

Yuan Feng also took over the topic.

"The struggle for supremacy on the primordial land is a contest of destiny."

"That's exactly what we were fighting for back then."

Zu Long nodded, acknowledging Yuan Feng's statement.

"What we fought for back then wasn't just this."

"If we're talking about the merits of the primordial land now, how can they compare to what we had in the past?"

"Even the smallest ant is still flesh; every little bit helps."

The first Qilin nodded.

The three were released from the seal, and they fought fiercely as soon as they met.

However, he was very measured in his actions.

All of this was done for the sake of the saints.

As for Zhen Yuanzi, Kunpeng, and Styx.

There are many complexities involved, but it's best not to discuss them first.

In any case, on the surface, the three still control the three races.

"Let's not talk about that now, let's focus on recovering our cultivation!"

The First Emperor summoned Yuan Feng and the First Qilin, not to reminisce.

This is because all the races under their command have now betrayed them.

To think that we could recover with their help is simply a pipe dream.

So the three old guys secretly started contacting each other.

Boundless calamity energy emanated from their bodies.

In an instant.

Even the three patriarchs who dominated the Longhan era showed signs of pain at this moment.

Purple Cloud Palace.

A thousand years have passed since Zhunti and Jieyin fought against the Wu tribe.

A thousand years.

The entire prehistoric world was incredibly lively.

During the Great Calamity of the Dragon and Han Dynasties, the three major races that had long since disappeared suddenly reappeared in the primordial world.

"Cundi, Jieyin, look at the mess you've made!"

Yuanshi pointed at Zhunti and Jieyin's noses and launched into a tirade of curses.

Jieyin remained silent, and Zhunti was even more so.

They did indeed suffer a loss in the battle against the Wu tribe.

But they dared not tell anyone about this loss.

It damages the image of a saint.

Although they don't care, it doesn't mean they would damage their own image.

"Actually, this might not be a bad thing!!"

Just then, Jieyin stepped forward.

"What do you mean?"

"Perhaps you wish to experience the power of the Dragon-Han Calamity once more?"

"Their era was different from today's."

Yuanshi glanced sideways at Jieyin.

The Great Calamity of Longhan was no simple matter.

They were not yet born at that time.

They also have to hide and eke out a living in secret.

It should be noted that although there were no sages at that time, there was also no concept of the Way of Heaven.

Without the strongest restraint, their strength and realm are completely different things.

In particular, the leaders of the three races are so powerful that their abilities are no less than those of a half-saint.

"We have no way to persuade the witch clan to come out!!"

Jieyin looked toward the Three Pure Ones.

We've all been through the same thing, so there's no need for the pot calling the kettle black.

As for face.

With the Three Pure Ones before them, what is there for them to be embarrassed about?

"Who was it that made those solemn promises to the teacher back then?!"

Upon seeing this, Yuanshi began to mock Zhunti wildly.

Seeing that Yuanshi showed no respect whatsoever, even the thick-skinned Zhunti felt a wave of embarrassment.

"Jieyin, what's your opinion?!"

Seeing that further verbal attacks were pointless, Tongtian intervened in time.

"Since the Witch Clan refuses to come out, then let's use the Dragon, Han, and Three Clans to eliminate the Witch-Demon Calamity!!"

Jieyin expressed his meaning.

Upon hearing this, the Three Pure Ones were immediately rendered speechless.

What the hell is this method?

But thinking about it now, it really is possible.

That's some seriously wild imagination.

And isn't Jieyin supposed to be a Buddhist saint?

How could someone even come up with such an idea?

That's terrifying!!

The so-called Western Paradise was actually a place for slaughter.

When the Three Pure Ones thought of the path of Nirvana that leads to enlightenment, they felt relieved.

Is it a great calamity?

People will always die; the higher the cultivation level of the one who dies, the faster they are consumed.

Today, there are twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan and many quasi-saints of the demon clan.

In addition, there's the terrifying sheer numbers of the Lich and Demon races.

There are no witch clans now, but there are three religions.

Their combined numbers may not be less than those of the Wu tribe.

"Jieyin, why don't you release your Western religion?"

"Although your Western religion is impoverished, the key is that you now have considerable influence."

"If you want my demon race to die, you'll have to see if your Western Sect's Ksitigarbha Buddha is willing to come out first."

The Three Pure Ones tacitly agree.

But Nuwa wouldn't have it.

Although she was very dissatisfied with the actions of the two golden crows.

But how could Nuwa possibly give up the merit of "making a fortune every day"?

In a word.

The longer the Lich Wars drag on, the more merit she will gain.

What she has gained over these thousands of years is even more than what she has gained in several eons.

Moreover, the more merit she accumulates, the more hidden dangers she can eliminate in her own path of creation.

She and Fuxi were twins, brother and sister.

It was originally formed from the yin and yang energies, and is a primordial spirit.

But...

Yin alone cannot produce anything, nor can Yang alone grow; only when Yin and Yang unite can all things be born—this is the way of Heaven.

Now that he himself has become a saint, Fuxi's time is still far off.

Moreover, when he became a saint, he used the merits of the human race to complete his Yin-Yang laws.

Simply put, it means that one's own power of laws is not perfect.

Even if I become a saint now, it's only half the story.

Therefore, he would be called the weakest saint.

It's because half of it is the law, and the other half is supported by merit.

(End of this chapter)