Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start

Chapter 73 The Great Luo Mystery: Liches and Demons Set Off Together

"By the way, Chieftain, since humans live near the East Sea, the Dragon Clan doesn't need to give them too much care. Just do things normally. The Sage Nuwa doesn't want humans to become useless people who expect to be fed and clothed without lifting a finger."

Despite the Dragon Clan Chief's enthusiasm, Zhao Gongming politely declined, while giving Ao Ling another few words of advice.

The path to the rejuvenation of the human race is bound to be arduous and fraught with difficulties.

The difficulties encountered during this period were countless, and most of them had to be overcome by the human race itself.

As the saying goes, give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.

The dragon race can protect the human race for a time, but not forever.

Ultimately, humanity must rely on itself to truly become the protagonist of the world.

Otherwise, even if the human race is forcibly elevated to the so-called position of protagonist of heaven and earth, the human race will not be able to withstand the pressure of that position and will eventually fall apart.

Of course, it doesn't mean denying humanity any chance to live or survive, leaving them to fend for themselves.

With Zhao Gongming around, the basic needs of the human race can still be guaranteed.

At first, Ao Ling wanted to secretly provide financial assistance to the human race so that their lives could be better.

Upon hearing that this was the decree of the Holy Mother, Ao Ling was startled and quickly nodded respectfully.

"Alright, I understand. Fellow Daoist Gongming, please rest assured."

Zhao Gongming smiled and said, "The Holy Mother said that she will preach in the chaos three thousand years from now. Clan Chief, you must come and attend. I will reserve some good seats for you."

Ao Ling nodded quickly, "Okay, I will definitely go to listen to the sage preach in person."

Soon, Ao Ling led the dragon clan away.

In the valley, only Zhao Gongming, Liu Er, and others remained.

The three first ancestors of the human race, created by Nuwa, looked at their surroundings and said to Zhao Gongming with trepidation.

"Immortal, will this be the new place for humans to live from now on?"

"That's right. From now on, this place will be your human territory. You can hunt wild animals, forest fruits, and even aquatic creatures in the East Sea that have not developed intelligence."

"Oh, oh."

The three progenitors of humanity nodded, but their faces still showed a hint of hesitation, as if they wanted to say something but couldn't.

Zhao Gongming chuckled, "Whatever you want to say, just say it!"

"Immortal, after you have settled us in, when will you leave?"

The Third Patriarch spoke, his face showing hesitation, and a hint of fear and helplessness in the corner of his eyes.

They hadn't even spent a day with the Holy Mother before they were sent away, which aroused a great sense of crisis in them.

Zhao Gongming laughed and said, "You don't need to worry, I will stay here with you for a while."

Upon hearing this, the great weight that had been hanging over the Third Patriarch's heart finally lifted.

The Third Ancestor went to attend to the affairs of settling the human race, while Zhao Gongming opened up a simple cave behind the valley, preparing to thoroughly study the Mountain and River Map in his hands.

He was born from the Void Wind, perfectly aligned with the laws of space.

Zhao Gongming had long planned to use the laws of space as the foundation for his attainment of the Great Luo realm.

The Taiyi Golden Immortal condenses the three flowers on the top of their head, accumulating magical power and inner strength to outline the power of heaven and earth.

It can be said that as long as one is in the primordial world, magical power is inexhaustible.

Meanwhile, the Great Luo Golden Immortal, with three flowers blooming atop his head, began to comprehend the power of the laws.

Comprehending even one-tenth of the power of the laws is the initial stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Comprehending two-tenths of the power of the laws is equivalent to reaching the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

Comprehending 30% of the power of the laws is equivalent to reaching the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Comprehending 40% of the power of the laws is the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

The power of laws no longer relies on accumulation, as is the case for cultivation below the Great Luo level; instead, it requires comprehension.

A cultivator with good comprehension may receive the blessing of the Great Dao and soar from the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal to the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal in a single day.

It's not uncommon for cultivators with poor comprehension to make no progress even after thousands, tens of thousands of years.

In summary, below the level of Da Luo, one relies on hard work; above the level of Da Luo, one relies on comprehension.

In fact, Zhao Gongming's other top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Hunyuan Golden Bucket, is also a space-type treasure.

However, the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron is biased towards killing and warfare, so the effect of comprehending it is naturally far less than that of the Mountain and River Map.

The cave is quiet and elegant, with a waterfall cascading down.

Zhao Gongming sat on the ground, multitasking, circulating the Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Technique to accumulate magical power.

On one hand, he held the Map of Mountains and Rivers, trying to comprehend the supreme mysteries of spatial laws from it, and his aura was slowly but steadily increasing.

An endless expanse of sky, with white clouds drifting lazily above.

A colossal and luxurious golden chariot streaked across the sky, transforming into a golden rainbow that pierced through space at incredible speed, heading towards Phoenix Perch Mountain, the place where Nuwa attained enlightenment.

The enormous golden crow carriage was extremely luxurious, measuring over a hundred feet in both length and width. It didn't resemble a means of transportation; rather, it looked like a massive palace.

The boundless true fire of the Great Sun burned beneath the imperial carriage, making his speed comparable to that of the Golden Crow transforming into a rainbow.

Even some cultivators with low cultivation levels couldn't catch a glimpse of the Golden Crow's carriage.

In the heart of the primordial world, deep within Mount Buzhou, in the Pangu Palace, ten figures pierced the heavens and the earth, emanating an eternal and indestructible aura.

"Hmph, those two three-legged old birds are quite fast!"

Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch of fire, let out a huge cold snort, and as the flames surged, the Pangu Palace became scorching hot.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were both transformed from the golden flames of the great sun, while Zhu Rong, the ancestral witch of fire, was the embodiment of the origin of fire. The two were like needles and wheat awns, each sharper than the other.

If we had to pick one of the twelve Ancestral Witches who had the worst relationship with the demon race, it would undoubtedly be Zhu Rong.

"The Golden Crow clan is unparalleled in speed. Although Houtu and Xuanming set off first, it's likely that these two old birds will be the first to arrive at Phoenix Perch Mountain."

The Time Ancestor, Zhu Jiuyin, spoke up, "How about I go and keep those two old birds occupied for a while?"

Dijiang slowly shook his head, "No need. Since Nuwa has already attained enlightenment, she must have her own ideas. Going a little earlier or a little later won't make a big difference."

"I believe that the sage Nuwa would not be so unwise as to get involved in the struggle between us and the demon race."

As Dijiang's voice rang out, the entire Pangu Hall fell silent.

That violent aura vanished without a trace in an instant, and then fell into complete silence.

At the summit of Phoenix Mountain, Fuxi watched from afar as the golden crow chariot, the size of a palace, flew towards them from the heavens, and couldn't help but sigh.

"The girl has only recently attained enlightenment, and the Heavenly Court has already arrived so quickly."

Fuxi exhaled a breath of turbid air, stood atop the mountain, and began to wait.

Soon after, an extremely hot aura rushed towards us.

The enormous golden crow carriage, as large as a small mountain, slowly landed on the summit of Phoenix Perch Mountain.

Fuxi stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Fuxi pays his respects to the two Demon Emperors."

No matter how fierce the battle between the demon race and the witch race was.

The current Heavenly Court is a legitimate regime recognized by the Heavenly Dao.

In theory, he was to rule over all races and immortals of the primordial world.

Of course, in today's primordial world, powerful beings and strong individuals emerge in great numbers, and countless great cultivators are hiding in various corners to cultivate.

If the Heavenly Court truly wanted to make the world a place where only its voice could be heard, as is theoretically possible, it would be utterly impossible.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze slowly blew open the curtain, revealing two figures, both young men, who looked about 70-80% alike.

One of them had a slightly serious, solemn, and mature expression.

The other person looked younger and more energetic, with a faint golden sun god mark between their eyebrows.

Both of them wore golden crow imperial robes, exuding an indescribable aura of royalty that commanded everyone's utmost respect.

These two, needless to say, are Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, who came from the Heavenly Court.

The moment they saw Fuxi, a warm smile appeared on their faces.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, it's been a long time since we last met, since the time we preached at Zixiao Palace."

"Yes, it has indeed been countless years since the two emperors established the Heavenly Court in the Thirty-Three Heavens."

A hint of emotion flashed across Fuxi's face. He knew of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi's ambitions.

In short, it all boils down to eight words: attain enlightenment and become a saint, revered by all the heavens.

Back then, when the holy positions were divided in Zixiao Palace, neither Dijun nor Donghuang Taiyi received a share. So the two brothers made two preparations.

The first preparation was naturally to establish a Heavenly Court, dominate the world, and rule the primordial wilderness. With the noble destiny of the Supreme Heavenly Venerable of the Primordial Wilderness, there was no need to forcefully prove the Dao with the Primordial Purple Qi.

The second preparation was naturally to seize the Primordial Purple Qi and use the great fortune to prove the Dao.

However, the Three Pure Ones are very powerful, and Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi may not be their match.

As for Nuwa, she was the leader of the demon cult and had a deep karmic relationship with the demon race.

As for the Western masters Zhunti and Jieyin, they are even more difficult to deal with, their skin is too thick, like a dog skin plaster, extremely troublesome.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were unwilling to provoke them without reason.

In the end, all we could do was turn our attention to Hongyun, this kind-hearted man.

However, the battle in the East Sea also ended in disappointment; Hongyun perished, and the wisp of primordial purple energy vanished without a trace.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi placed all their hopes on the first preparation.

Led by Fuxi, Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi slowly made their way to Phoenix Perch Mountain, Nuwa's sacred site.

Halfway there, Di Jun said solemnly, "Fellow Daoist Fuxi, the strength of the demon race and the witch race is roughly equal. If the Sage Nuwa were to join the demon race, the demon race would surely be able to defeat the witch race. Doesn't the Sage Nuwa want to see this happen?"

Fuxi shook his head slightly and sighed, "Your Majesties should ask the girl to say these things herself; I cannot make the decision for her."

Soon, the three arrived at Nuwa's palace. Nuwa's palace was more mysterious and profound than it was before Nuwa attained enlightenment, and it had existed since ancient times.

A trace of saintly aura surrounded him, radiating immense pressure.

"Is this what a saint is like? Even a wisp of their aura exerts such pressure!"

Donghuang Taiyi looked at the palace before him, and his heart sank.

With the Chaos Bell in hand, Donghuang Taiyi believed himself to be unmatched among the saints. However, facing the aura of a saint today, he felt a sense of unattainability from the depths of his heart.

"Knock knock knock".

Fuxi stepped forward and slowly knocked on the door. Soon, the door opened to both sides, and Fuxi extended his hand, "Your Majesties, please."

Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun did not stand on ceremony and entered the palace before Fuxi, who followed.

The mysterious aura inside the hall was even denser than outside, and the sage's Daoist essence stirred up wave after wave in mid-air.

It's so captivating that you wish you could sit down on the ground immediately and enter a state of enlightenment.

(End of this chapter)