Primordial Era: My comprehension is heaven-defying, I create the ability to transform into anything!

Chapter 85 A joke! In such a vast prehistoric world, it can't even accommodate 150 million Great Luo Immortals?

The ages have passed in silence.

One, from the past.

One, from the future!

Jiang Sheng and Hong Jun gazed at each other from afar across countless ages.

Faced with Hongjun's invitation, Jiang Sheng fell silent.

"So? Fellow Daoist, are you afraid of this old man?" Hongjun smiled as he looked at Jiang Sheng.

However, these words made Jiang Sheng even more silent.

Then he chuckled again: "Heh? What's there to be afraid of?"

After saying that, he strode forward and stepped into the Yin and Yang of that time. In the blink of an eye, he arrived 100,000 years ago and stood in front of Hongjun from 100,000 years ago!

However, it wasn't just Jiang Sheng who came!

Another person appeared beside Jiang Sheng.

His entire body was surrounded by demonic energy, and a terrifying killing intent erupted from his body. That ferocity and murderous aura swept across the heavens and the earth.

Sensing the malevolent demonic energy, the surrounding vegetation withered instantly.

This is Rahu!

"Um?"

Jiang Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Luo Hou, who had come with him, somewhat surprised.

The Rahu he saw at this moment was completely different from the Rahu he had seen before.

At this moment, Rahu was even more ferocious and wild, exuding a domineering aura that seemed to devour the heavens and the earth!

This is the Rahu he envisioned as the Demon Ancestor!

Jiang Sheng always felt that something was missing between the previous one and the one who initially approached him…

It wasn't until I saw Rahu now that I finally understood what was missing!

What's missing is that terrifying demonic energy, that domineering power that devours the heavens and the earth!

Sometimes, I can't even tell which one is you!

Jiang Sheng looked at Luo Hou and asked with a smile, "How many years into the future do you come from, fellow Daoist?"

Luo Hou grinned maliciously, his eyes fixed on Hongjun, and coldly said, "Two hundred thousand years later! The Battlefield of Dao and Demon!"

Battlefield between Dao and Demon!

Jiang Sheng narrowed his eyes.

No wonder Rahu looked so fierce at this moment.

The final battle is about to begin, how can we not be fierce?

"This time, are you confident you can defeat me?" At this moment, facing the ferocious Rahu, Hongjun was not flustered at all and asked Rahu with a smile.

His nonchalant manner made it seem as if Rahu was an insignificant nobody.

Well, to be honest, that's exactly what Hongjun thought.

The struggle between the Dao and the Demonic is perilous.

Rahu and Hongjun were almost evenly matched.

One wrong move and anyone could lose.

However, once Hongjun had won once, there was no possibility of him losing!

Even if Rahu reverses Yin and Yang, disrupts the flow of time, and seeks help, he will still lose.

Hongjun had already determined the outcome, and thus went even further beyond that time.

How could Hongjun be cautious when facing Luo Hou, whom he had never defeated before?

"Sometimes, I really want to tear your old face apart!" Facing the unusually relaxed Hongjun, Luo Hou gritted his teeth and sneered.

His demonic energy surged, and his killing intent was ferocious.

It seemed as if it would tear Hongjun apart at any moment.

But Hongjun remained nonchalant, flicking his sleeve and laughing, "Fellow Daoists, please sit! The Yellow Plum is such a rare delicacy; it would be rather lonely for me to enjoy it alone!"

With that, Hongjun distributed the yellow plums to Jiang Sheng and Luo Hou.

Three for each person, no more and no less!

"Heh, with such an act of aiding the enemy, aren't you afraid that I might actually defeat you this time?" Luo Hou coldly looked at Hong Jun!

Hongjun simply smiled at this: "At your level and mine, how much help would one or two yellow plums provide?"

"Tsk, Huangzhong plum, a rare treasure of heaven and earth, such a fine thing, and you've wasted it!"

Luo Hou picked up a fruit, examined it, and sneered. Then, he looked at Jiang Sheng and said, "Fellow Daoist, you see? That old bastard Hongjun is all talk and no action, but he's cunning and treacherous! He'd even steal such a rare treasure of heaven and earth. Isn't that stifling creation? Hongjun, Hongjun, is for a peaceful world, for the Great Dao! He's wasted his name!"

Hongjun shook his head, looked at Jiang Sheng, and asked with a smile, "Does the Demon Lord think so too?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

Jiang Sheng curled his lip: "I am neither a saint nor a fierce god. What does the destruction or destruction of this primordial world have to do with me? I can remain detached, roam freely between heaven and earth, ride the wind, transcend the Three Realms, and be outside the Five Elements. Wouldn't that be more carefree?"

"What a carefree world! Riding the winds and soaring through the void!"

Hongjun smiled: "If that's what you think, why do you still want to help the Demon Ancestor?"

"There's nothing we can do; he lost!"

Jiang Sheng laughed and said, "If Luo Hou wins, and he does the same thing as you, then wouldn't I be helping you?"

"Oh? There's such a saying?" Hongjun asked with a smile.

"Otherwise what?"

Jiang Sheng laughed and said, "Isn't the premise of being carefree and unrestrained precisely that there isn't a Dao Ancestor like you oppressing the common people?"

"But if I hadn't been suppressing the suffering of all living beings, this primordial world would have been in chaos long ago!"

Hongjun sighed, "Fellow Daoist, do you know how many Great Luo Immortals can emerge in one Yuanhui?"

"Oh? I really didn't know that!" Jiang Sheng said with a smile.

"One Yuan consists of twelve Hui, each lasting 10,800 years. One Yuan is 129,600 years! Each Yuan contains a minor calamity, and a minor calamity can give birth to 3,000 Great Luo Immortals! 50,000 Yuan constitutes a major calamity! Fellow Daoist, calculate how many Great Luo Immortals would be born from the Dragon-Han Calamity to the Lich-Yao Calamity if I didn't suppress it?" Hongjun looked at Jiang Sheng and asked in a deep voice.

Rahu smiled: "There should be 150 million Great Rahu!"

Hongjun paused, then said quietly, "So, do you two fellow Daoists think that the Primordial World can accommodate 150 million Great Luo Immortals?"

"Can't it be tolerated?"

Jiang Sheng smiled and asked, "The vastness of the primordial world is unimaginable. It encompasses everything and covers countless things. Let alone 150 million, even if there were 1 billion Great Luo Immortals, it could still contain them, right?"

"Yes, if we only consider the area of ​​the primordial wilderness, it can indeed accommodate ten billion Great Luo Immortals!"

Hongjun sighed, "However, for Great Luo Immortals, space can no longer restrain them. If they wish, they can traverse time and space at any time! If I don't stop them, the Primordial World would have long since withered and been destroyed!"

As he spoke, Hongjun waved his hand again, and immediately, a series of scenes appeared before Jiang Sheng and Luo Hou!

The scene depicts the future of the primordial world after Hongjun defeats Hongjun, without suppressing it.

The three clans of dragon, phoenix, and qilin suffered heavy losses due to the great war.

For a short period of time, the three tribes recuperated and lived in peace.

But this peace lasted less than ten thousand years before friction broke out between the three races again.

Soon, the minor friction escalated into a major one.

The three races fought each other continuously, and as time went by, outstanding talents emerged from each race.

In the previous era, the Dragon Clan suppressed the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan to the point of being unable to breathe, and became the overlord of that era.

But in the next Yuanhui, a genius appeared in the Phoenix Clan. A peacock of terrifying size devoured the sky and the earth, and its five-colored feathers made the dragons dizzy. There was also a golden-winged roc that specifically ate dragons!

With this, the Phoenix Clan came to power.

But another era passed, and the Qilin clan also produced some outstanding talents who began to suppress the Dragon and Phoenix clans.

Thus, the Qilin reigned supreme!

It just went on and on like that.

Today it's a dragon, tomorrow a phoenix, and the day after a qilin.

The three tribes fought and killed each other.

There were even Great Luo Immortals who defied the laws of time to assassinate the undeveloped prodigies of various races.

When the fighting got heated, each tribe even went to the future to find help!

The Phoenix Clan found the two three-legged golden crows on the Sun Star.

The Dragon Clan has found the Kun Clan living in the North Sea.

Qilin has found the Asura clan deep underground, and the Asura Ancestor!

On the battlefield of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans, the Great Sun Golden Crow would occasionally spew out true solar fire, burning three thousand divine dragons!

At times, the Asura clan, with their blood surging and fury raging, unleashed their killing intent, causing phoenixes to bleed and dragons to retreat!

Sometimes, the Kun clan would devour the heavens and the earth, swallowing countless Qilin and Phoenixes in a single gulp.

Before long, the three-legged golden crow transformed into human form and established the Heavenly Court.

Immediately afterward, a terrifying white-haired ape wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, and with a single crash of the Heavenly Pillar, countless magnificent palaces were destroyed.

In the previous instant, the Dragon Clan suppressed countless beings, Yinglong pursued the Golden Crow, and Zhulong devoured the Divine Ape.

But in the next instant, the giant Kun soared up ninety thousand miles and transformed into a bird named Peng. With a single cry, it devoured countless divine dragons. Kunpeng stabbed the dragon clan in the back and led the Kun clan and the Peng clan to establish the Kunpeng clan, with the four clans vying for supremacy!

Seeing this, there was also a race in the primordial world that transcended the ages, with terrifying physical bodies and a true form that dominated the heavens and the earth; their name was Wu!

The Wu tribe, with their bare hands tearing apart dragons and phoenixes and kicking unicorns, became the fifth largest tribe in the world with their unparalleled ferocity, and were exceptionally savage throughout history.

Not to be outdone, the Asura Ancestor also declared independence, leading countless Asuras in rebellion against the Qilin clan. They sought to prove their Dao through slaughter, killing dragons, phoenixes, and Qilins! They slaughtered the heavens, the earth, and all living beings!

In those times, a woman with a human head and a snake's body led countless humans to defy the natural order of Yin and Yang.

Behind her, Suiren held the fire high, its blazing flames radiant and its mighty power intense.

Fuxi created the Eight Trigrams, opening the heavens with a single stroke.

Xuanyuan settled the universe, his sword cleaving the heavens.

Emperor Zhuanxu gave birth to the Four Symbols, severing the connection between heaven and earth.

Xuanyuan and Chiyou were vying for supremacy.

Fuxi and Xingtian vie for supremacy in Changyang!

Zhuanxu and the Four Fiends fought each other in all directions!

In the chaotic ancient times, the wilderness was eternal, yet utterly chaotic.

Chaos!

Everything is in chaos!

The primordial world was in complete chaos due to the power struggles among the various races.

The wilderness grew increasingly desolate.

The innate spiritual energy is almost non-existent, and the mountains and rivers are nearly depleted.

War raged everywhere, and slaughter was everywhere!

Spiritual roots won't grow, and spiritual plants won't sprout!

All living beings in the primordial world were wailing in agony.

Between heaven and earth, only the karmic force gathered and the calamity spread, gradually enveloping the entire primordial world!

Countless vengeful spirits gathered, and countless ghostly creatures grotesquely lurked.

The key point is, this isn't over yet.

That single coffin lamp, carrying a coffin lid, gathered countless ghosts, transforming into a ghost realm, leading endless vengeful spirits, and once again joining this struggle for supremacy among the various races.

It's not a dragon, it's not a human, it's not a ghost!

Between heaven and earth, there is only slaughter.

Today, the Dragon Clan fights the Phoenix; tomorrow, the Phoenix fights the Qilin; the Qilin fights the Kunpeng; the Kunpeng fights the Golden Crow; the Golden Crow fights the Asura; the Asura fights the Great Witch; the Great Witch fights the Human Clan; and the Human Clan slays the vengeful ghosts…

Some travel through ancient times, some travel through the future.

Time became a tangled mess, and the river of time dried up.

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore.

The Three Pure Ones emerged from Kunlun Mountain, established the Daoist court, and shouldered the heavy responsibility of stabilizing the primordial world and saving all living beings!

They accepted disciples from all races and spread their teachings throughout the ancient world.

The Taoist court conferred titles upon the gods, intending to use the Taoist gods to suppress the common people and restore order to them!

However, to the various races, this world is just one more god race, so what?

beat!

Keep fighting!

They wanted to determine a victor, to establish a true, unchanging overlord.

Eras change, but the flames of war never cease.

That time completely dried up, that era completely stopped turning.

The river of time flows backward.

The great war between the various races reached the desolate frontier, even obliterating the Great Dao!

Finally, at the fifty thousandth eon, the primordial calamity energy had solidified into a tangible form.

That immeasurable eon finally erupted.

The Great Dao began to crumble, and all living beings turned to ashes under the immeasurable calamity.

Chaotic energy raged across the world, submerging, obliterating, and dissolving every inch of land.

Everything in the world was annihilated at that moment.

The twelve ancestral witches transformed into the true form of Pangu, but they could no longer support the heavens and earth.

The Golden Crow Transformation into the Celestial Star Array could not extinguish the chaotic energy.

The calamity energy transformed into a world-destroying millstone, under which all beings, whether Taiyi or Daluo, would be annihilated.

The primordial world was like a millstone, and the living beings on it were like ants.

When the world-destroying millstone fell, there was a loud "boom," and everything was reduced to nothingness, all the spiritual light was destroyed.

(End of this chapter)