Primordial Era: I am the Bull Demon King, the First Demon of All Time

Chapter 47 The Catastrophe Begins, One Man Slays Ten Thousand!

The Great Dao is the most wondrous existence in the primordial world and even the entire chaotic world.

Chaos gave birth to three thousand Great Daos, and also three thousand Chaos Gods and Demons.

Each chaotic god or demon represents a Great Dao and controls the origin of that Great Dao.

To fully control a great path, one must possess its origin.

Pangu obtained the origin of the Great Dao of Power.

Chen Jing was deeply engrossed in contemplating the Great Dao of Power, occasionally shifting the position of his hands.

As his palms moved rhythmically, faint laws of force appeared around him, containing an ancient and ferocious aura.

Even the slightest trace can be terrifying.

Chen Jing was completely unaware of the changes that had occurred to him.

This comprehension of the Great Dao of Power is different from the past.

He longed to capture the perfect Great Dao of Power to make up for the inadequacy of the fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation.

The Great Dao of Power within Pangu's essence blood was too weak, and Chen Jing was never able to master it.

After a while, Chen Jing gave up on the attempt.

He no longer tried to comprehend the Great Dao of Incomplete Power within the fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation.

Instead, he calmed down and deeply felt the trace of the Great Dao of Power that had merged into him.

This process was long and volatile; sometimes he could sense the faint power of the Great Dao, and sometimes he couldn't.

Despite this, Chen Jing did not show the slightest anxiety, because the Great Dao is formless and requires quiet contemplation to comprehend.

Moreover, that was merely a tiny, insignificant principle.

Tens of thousands of years have passed in this way.

Chen Jing remained calm and focused on this one thing.

Finally, after tens of thousands of years of dedicated cultivation, he gained a preliminary understanding of that faint Dao of Power.

Even if you only understand a small part, that's enough.

Currently, his cultivation level is only at the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, and he has just begun to comprehend the profound mysteries of the Heavenly Dao.

After comprehending a small part of the Law of Force, Chen Jing combined it with the insights into the Great Dao of Force he had gained from the fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation, and the two gradually merged.

As time passed, the two different insights gradually merged into one.

However, that trace of perfect power was too weak to completely repair the flaws in the Jade Disc of Creation.

Even if one were to obtain a few dozen more drops of Pangu's essence blood, it would be impossible to easily replenish the body.

After all, a single drop of Pangu's heart blood could give birth to an existence like the Ancestral Witch, and even slightly inferior blood essence would be difficult to obtain.

Chen Jing did not pursue anything further; he was already quite satisfied with his understanding of the matter.

After comprehending the comprehension, Chen Jing stood up, immediately lifted the restriction on the cave entrance, and appeared at Buzhou Mountain.

He originally wanted to visit Buzhou Mountain on a whim, but unexpectedly he stayed there for tens of thousands of years.

Chen Jing continued to conceal his presence and quickly rushed down the mountain.

As soon as he left Buzhou Mountain, he returned directly to his cave without stopping.

That very day.

A voice that hadn't been heard for a long time rang in Chen Jing's mind.

"Ding! A golden treasure chest has been detected. The host must obtain it within five hundred years."

Immediately afterwards, the exact location of the treasure chest appeared in Chen Jing's mind.

Upon hearing the news of the treasure chest, Chen Jing, who was flying, immediately showed joy.

However, he was stunned when he saw the location of the treasure chest.

He remembered the location of the treasure chest; it wasn't far from the ancestral land of the human race, and it must be on Shouyang Mountain.

This thought gave Chen Jing a jolt.

"This golden treasure chest must be in the Eight Views Palace."

Based on the previous locations where treasure chests have appeared, he has ample reason to believe that the treasure chest is in the Eight Views Palace.

Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace, is the Taoist temple of Laozi.

Laozi was considered Chen Jing's senior uncle.

But since Chen Jing came to the prehistoric world, he has never met this Taiqing Sage.

He was also unaware of the current situation regarding the conflict between his master and these two senior brothers.

He judged that the conflict between the Chan and Jie schools had not yet occurred, and the relationship between the Three Pure Ones had not yet completely broken down.

There was nothing wrong with visiting this senior master.

Chen Jing could only console himself with this thought.

He had no liking for this senior uncle.

Although legend has it that he believed in non-interference, he joined forces with the Primordial Celestial Venerable and the Two Western Saints to fight against his master during the Investiture of the Gods.

This alone made it impossible for Chen Jing to get close to him.

However, the treasure chest must be obtained, and there is currently no other way.

After learning the location of the treasure chest, Chen Jing quickly flew towards Shouyang Mountain.

Undeniably, after advancing to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, his flight speed has increased significantly, and the tremendous breakthrough in his physical body has further boosted his speed.

Chen Jing flew at high speed in the air, so fast that the air made a sonic boom.

On the ground, two lesser demons were chatting idly.

Sudden.

Chen Jing's figure swept over their heads, and the sonic boom echoed in the sky.

The two little demons looked up at the sky.

"Old Black, what just happened?"

"Someone just flew by," the old black bull demon said uncertainly.

"Don't talk nonsense. How could we, at the Xuanxian realm, not detect someone flying by?"

Another little demon questioned.

The old black bull demon wasn't sure either; he only sensed it but didn't see anyone.

Chen Jing's speed was so fast that even a normal Great Luo Golden Immortal, or even a late-stage cultivator, could not achieve such rapid flight.

At this speed, the consumption of primordial spirit and magical power is extremely high, at which point the strength of physical cultivators becomes particularly prominent.

Chen Jing flew during the journey using only his physical strength.

After undergoing four cycles of profound cultivation, the physical body has reached a state of perpetual vitality.

Now, he has even cultivated to the fifth level.

Without stopping or resting, Chen Jing headed directly towards Shouyang Mountain.

On this day, he approached the shore of the East China Sea.

Chen Jing then gradually reduced his flight speed.

Several days later, he noticed thick smoke billowing in the distance.

Chen Jing stopped in his tracks, vaguely remembering that it seemed to be a human village that had migrated from the ancestral land of the human race.

He took a step forward, his figure vanished instantly, and then reappeared where the thick smoke was rising.

The surrounding area was littered with corpses, and flames burned fiercely.

Traces of the village were still faintly visible, but it was deserted, with only corpses lying around, flames shooting into the sky, and thick smoke billowing out – a scene of unprecedented horror.

Chen Jing's consciousness instantly spread, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, and the tragic scene in the distance entered his mind.

Villages were engulfed in flames, corpses littered the ground, and several ferocious monsters could be seen wreaking havoc and killing people.

Chen Jing immediately understood what had happened; the catastrophe for humanity had finally arrived.

Chen Jing was burning with rage, as intense as the raging fire around him.

He sensed that thousands of villagers were trembling, pale-faced, and terrified.

The monsters, their faces beaming with excitement, were indulging in this bloody revelry.

For demons, the ultimate pleasure lies in torturing and killing the vulnerable human race.

They relentlessly slaughtered and used sorcery to strip away the souls of humans, collecting these souls as treasures and sometimes even devouring them directly.

Chen Jing suddenly appeared and arrived at the village in a flash.

With a thought, the Iron Cudgel appeared out of thin air and struck the monster that was committing the crime.

"Bang!"

The iron rod emitted a dark, cold light and possessed immense power, instantly slaying all the monsters and destroying their very souls.

After witnessing the figure defeat the monster, a glimmer of hope appeared in the villagers' despairing eyes.