Primordial Era: The Giant Turtle Returning from Immortality

Guiyuan's figure traversed through layers of void, heading towards the depths of the northern continent.

As he traveled, he pondered the information he had gained from his previous discussion with Kunpeng.

"Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin... the three races have just been established, and their structure is not yet complete," Guiyuan murmured to himself.

"At this time, it is truly a peaceful period after the great calamity of ferocious beasts and before the great calamity of the Dragon Han Dynasty begins."

What is described as calm is merely a brief respite before the storm.

For ordinary innate deities, a great calamity is like a quagmire; once one steps into it, one becomes entangled in karma and finds it difficult to escape.

At best, it will damage one's spiritual cultivation; at worst, it will lead to death and the dissipation of one's spiritual

But Guiyuan, thinking of this, chuckled and said, "Escape from calamity? That's for them."

His mind sank into that profound and mysterious realization, and the phantom of a vast river flashed by in the depths of his consciousness.

"I possess the Great Destiny Technique, which, while preventing me from acting recklessly, makes it relatively easy for me to extricate myself from calamities at crucial moments."

The key issue has never been whether or not one can escape, but rather... how much benefit one can gain after entering the predicament!

"The Great Calamity of Dragon and Han... a battle between the three races, how much flesh and blood essence, how much soul essence, must have been involved?"

In the depths of Guiyuan's eyes, a trace of coldness and greed, cultivated through countless killings and plunderings in the world of immortality, flashed.

In that world, to rise above others, you have to fight, seize, and "eat"!

It devours all resources that can strengthen itself.

This was a calamity that ordinary creatures of the primordial era could not avoid.

For him, a celestial king who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, it was nothing short of a feast!

"There are risks, but the rewards... are worth the gamble." With his mind made up, he could hardly contain his eagerness to try.

Just as these thoughts were churning, the fluctuations in the surrounding space subsided.

With a single step, Guiyuan left the Northern Sea and officially set foot on the coastal area of ​​the northern continent of the prehistoric world.

As far as the eye could see, there was only desolation.

A few scattered creatures struggle to survive here, their highest cultivation level being only Xuanxian. Each one is in a state of chaotic intelligence, barely clinging to life amidst the sparse spiritual energy and residual malevolent aura.

Guiyuan's divine sense swept over it, then he shook his head.

"The blood energy is too weak, and the soul power is too thin; it's not even enough to fill a tooth gap."

He knew that the real big prize lay deep within the continent, in the heart of the former decisive battle.

Only there are mountains of ferocious beast corpses, and only there is a dense, impenetrable chaotic aura!

He didn't linger; his figure transformed into a streak of light, heading straight into the interior of the continent.

The further in you go, the more terrifying the scenery becomes.

The earth was a sinister dark red, as if it had been soaked in blood.

From the cracked abyss, black malevolent energy rose up like smoke from time to time.

Everywhere you look, there are massive skeletons, some still in their grotesque, dying poses. Even after countless lifetimes, they still exude a chilling, ferocious aura.

The dense malevolent energy was almost tangible, constantly trying to erode Guiyuan's protective divine light and penetrate his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Great! Great place!" Guiyuan was not surprised but delighted, his eyes gleaming.

With a thought, his aura shifted.

"I was just worried about not having a suitable spiritual treasure. These ferocious beast corpses and their boundless malevolent energy are perfect for forging a set of 'Thirty-Three Heavens Malevolent Treasures'!"

In ordinary weapon crafting, people regard evil energy as a deadly poison and avoid it at all costs, for fear of tainting the spiritual essence of the treasure and disturbing the mind of the craftsman.

But who is Guiyuan?

He made a hand seal and softly chanted:

"Great Refining Technique! Great Consecration Technique! Great Catastrophe Technique! Great Devouring Technique!"

The four Great Laws operate simultaneously!

The Great Refining Technique is the core, guiding the overall strategy.

The Great Consecration Technique draws upon fragments of broken laws within the malevolent energy, shaping and solidifying its form.

The Great Calamity Technique draws upon the meanings of disaster, ruin, and decay to enhance its malevolent power.

Finally, he used the Great Devouring Technique to frantically absorb the essence of the surrounding malevolent energy and the corpses of ferocious beasts, using it as the fundamental resources for refining!

In an instant, a huge vortex of malevolent energy formed around Guiyuan.

The corpses of powerful ferocious beasts, no less than the Taiyi level, were thrown into the center of the vortex. Under the tempering of the four major Dao laws, they let out unwilling roars and lingering resentments.

Ultimately, they were forcibly crushed and refined, transforming into the rudimentary frameworks of malevolent treasures.

Thirty-three illusory figures—knives, spears, swords, halberds, bells, towers, mirrors, banners—floated in the baleful aura, emanating a chilling aura of calamity.

The remains of ferocious beasts whose strength was lower than that of Taiyi, along with their scattered essence, were categorized and refined into three types of pills:

Blood, flesh, and vital energy are refined into "Essence Elixir" to replenish blood and energy and strengthen the physical body.

Chaotic evil energy mixed with remnant souls is refined into "Fierce Evil Pills," which can be used to combat the defilement of enemies or to assist in the cultivation of certain special supernatural powers.

Those sparse fragments of laws originating from the Chaos God were refined into "Chaos Dao Pills." Although they were mixed and impure, they could help people comprehend the Great Dao of Chaos, and were extremely profound.

He had just begun to comprehend the Great Dao of Chaos, and found it to be different from the order of the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos, instead filled with chaos.

"It is possible that some innate beings become ferocious beasts precisely because they have devoted themselves to the Great Dao of Chaos."

Guiyuan casually crushed a Chaos Dao Pill.

He was still wondering if those dead Chaos Gods could really summon so many ferocious beasts.

As it stands.

This is not only formed from chaotic evil spirits, but it is also likely that some innate beings were tainted by the Great Dao of Chaos.

Guiyuan is like a highly efficient cleaner; wherever it goes, the evil energy is devoured and the corpses of ferocious beasts are swept away.

He might even perform a "Great Return Technique" before leaving!

The profound Daoist rhythm permeated the mountains and rivers, ravaged by evil energy and great battles.

It was as if time had reversed, laboriously restoring its past appearance. Although its intellect could not be fully restored for a while, it had already laid the foundation for a renewed vitality.

As he cleaned and repaired, wisps and strands of mysterious yellow merit energy emanated from him.

It began to converge from all directions, silently merging into his fortune; though not overwhelming, it was continuous and unending.

Guiyuan felt these strands of merit and was quite delighted.

After all, merit is a panacea; it is excellent whether used to refine treasures, enhance cultivation, or protect oneself.

"Clearing away the evil spirits isn't difficult at all!"

At the same time, the enormous malevolent energy that he forcibly absorbed into his body.

Although most of it was used to refine malevolent treasures, a portion of it still permeated his physical body.

Guiyuan not only did not reject it, but also raised an eyebrow.

"Hmm? This malevolent energy... seems to resonate with the 'Black Tortoise Supporting the Sky' inheritance?"

With a slight thought, he activated the seemingly useless innate inheritance.

Sure enough, the physical body's ability to withstand the evil energy has greatly increased. However, cultivating this method requires a massive amount of qi and blood to suppress and harmonize the evil energy; otherwise, it will inevitably backfire.

"Perfect!" Guiyuan smiled. The Heavenly Fiend Tower, which he had refined into one of the thirty-three fierce and evil treasures, contained the essence pills he had extracted.

next moment.

Tens of thousands of essence pills dissolved.

The powerful qi and blood dissipated, rubbing against and merging with the malevolent energy that had invaded the body.

A faint dark light emanated from his body, and his physical strength was slowly but steadily increasing in this strange balance.

"Making use of waste is a pleasant surprise."

He refined treasures, alchemy, cultivated his physical body, and accumulated merit while advancing deeper into the northern continent.

I don't know how long I walked, or how many desolate and lifeless mountains I crossed.

Just as he had cleared away all the evil energy from a basin.

"roar--!!!"