Primordial Era: Starting with the Immortals of the Jie Sect to Prove the Dao of Hunyuan

Li Qing and Taiyi sat and discussed the Dao until the bright moon hung in the sky, but at that moment, the sky suddenly changed.

The once clear night sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and thick, dark clouds surged in from the horizon, obscuring the moon and stars.

Within the clouds, eerie, purplish-black lightning flickered faintly.

Taiyi Zhenren frowned and stood up.

"Something's not right. Fuxi, the great god, was a quasi-sage. He was associated with the word 'sage,' so his birth should have been accompanied by auspicious omens. How could such a terrifying scene appear?"

Li Qing also stood up, his gaze fixed solemnly on the sky. His divine sense probed into the clouds, and he felt a dense aura of malevolence sweeping over everything, mixed with an aura that made him extremely uncomfortable.

He had sensed that aura once before in the chaos, and later he asked the Tongtian Sect Leader about it, and the answer he received was Rahu.

"What is Demon Ancestor Rahu trying to do now? Does he intend to prevent the birth of the Great God Fuxi? Does that mean he doesn't want the human race to rise?"

Li Qing was puzzled. According to the analysis of the Tongtian Sect Master, Luo Hou should want to see the rise of the human race the most, since the human race has seven emotions and six desires, which are naturally the nourishment for the rise of their demonic path.

But before Li Qing could figure it out, a huge crack appeared in the dark clouds above the sky.

From the crevice, eight streams of black energy descended from the sky, each transforming into a calamity as it rushed toward the wooden house.

The first wisp of black smoke transformed into a raging flood, surging in from all directions to engulf the wooden house.

The second wisp of black smoke transformed into raging fire, descending from the sky to burn the wooden house down.

The third gust of black smoke transformed into a gale, carrying sand and gravel, threatening to blow the wooden house down.

The fourth wisp of black energy transformed into an earthquake, causing the earth to crack open with bottomless fissures, threatening to swallow the wooden house.

The fifth wisp of black mist transformed into a plague, spreading a gray-green poisonous fog that withered and turned yellow wherever it passed.

The sixth stream of black mist transformed into a beast tide, with countless ferocious beasts rushing out from the depths of the mountains and forests, their eyes bloodshot, and pouncing towards the wooden house.

The seventh black mist transformed into heavenly lightning, and the purplish-black lightning struck down from the clouds, heading straight for the wooden house.

The eighth wisp of black energy transformed into a demonic force, an invisible power that seeped into the wooden house, aiming to disturb Hua Xu's mind and cause the premature death of her unborn child.

Eight calamities, eight destructive forces, descended simultaneously.

"Oh no, what is this?"

Taiyi Zhenren's expression changed drastically. Although he was one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect and his cultivation had long since reached the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, he couldn't even muster the thought of resistance in the face of these eight calamities containing the power of the Demon Ancestor.

This is beyond his capabilities!

Li Qing was also so overwhelmed that he could hardly muster the will to fight back, but suddenly, a surge of heat rushed through his body. The marrow of Pangu and the spirit of the Twelve Ancestral Witches made it impossible for him to retreat without a fight!

"Demon Ancestor, how majestic! But I cannot retreat without a fight, otherwise how can I prove Pangu's existence?"

Li Qing silently recited a prayer, raised his head, and was about to unleash the Tai Chi talisman to block the attack.

"Xuanqiong, don't make a move. Luo Hou is incredibly wise; we mustn't expose ourselves in front of him."

Just then, a golden bridge descended from the sky, and Lao Tzu's voice entered Li Qing's ears.

Moreover, Lao Tzu suspects that there is something unclear between Rahu and the Heavenly Dao, otherwise how could he have been resurrected and attained the status of a Primordial Golden Immortal!

The golden bridge spanned the heavens and the earth, one end landing beneath his feet, the other plunging into floods and flames.

The Tai Chi diagram slowly rotated on the golden bridge, and the Yin and Yang energies emerged like two giant dragons. Wherever they passed, floods receded, fires were extinguished, gales ceased, earthquakes subsided, plagues disappeared, beast tides fled, and heavenly thunder vanished.

The eighth demonic black energy entered the wooden house, but was instantly repelled by an invisible force.

The black mist let out a sharp screech, as if struck by a heavy blow, and flew backward, turning into nothingness within the yin and yang energies of the Tai Chi diagram.

The eight calamities were all quelled in an instant.

In the Heavenly Demon Realm, Rahu withdrew his palm, causing ripples in the Heavenly Demon Pool as streams of Heavenly Dao power surged in, rewarding his contribution to the development of the Heavenly Dao.

"Heh, the way of Heaven."

Luo Hou sneered. The Heavenly Dao used him as the dark side of the Primordial World to push it to develop according to the Heavenly Dao's trajectory, but Luo Hou did not want to be a pawn forever!

"The Six Sages, the Heavenly Dao, Hongjun—sooner or later I will personally make a trip to the Primordial World!"

With a flick of his finger, Luo Hou channeled the power of the Heavenly Dao from the Heavenly Demon Pool into the tattered Twelfth-Grade Destruction Black Lotus and the God-Slaying Spear, slowly repairing these two supreme treasures.

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"Master Uncle?"

Li Qing raised his head and looked towards where the golden bridge came from.

A figure walked across the golden bridge, with white hair and beard, holding a flat cane, and surrounded by ethereal light.

Behind him followed a middle-aged man with a calm expression; it was Xuan Du.

"Greetings, Senior Uncle."

The two bowed together, and Laozi waved his hand, saying, "Rise, both of you. No need for such formalities. The Heavenly Emperor Fuxi has descended to earth!"

Just then, a baby's cry came from inside the wooden house.

The cries were clear and loud, piercing through layers of dark clouds and the devastation left by the eight calamities, reaching the ears of everyone present.

When everyone looked over, Fuxi had already shed his snake body, and his dragon tail had transformed into normal human legs.

"Let's go, come with me to see the Human Emperor."

"Yes, ma'am."

Li Qing had no objection to it. In any case, he was going to wait here for Fuxi to attain enlightenment so that he could send out the Hetu and Luoshu and assist him in establishing the Great Dao of Human Immortals and getting a share of the spoils. It was just right to go and see him now.

Lao Tzu spurred his green ox and sang as he went: "Riding the ox, I passed far past the village ahead, the celestial sound of my flute could be heard across the fields. I became the master who opened up the world, and in the furnace, I forged a magnificent universe."

The elders of the tribe, who were knowledgeable, saw purple clouds rising from the east for 30,000 miles in the sky, accompanied by celestial music and a faint fragrance. They knew that a great being with supernatural powers was coming and hurriedly led everyone to pay their respects.

"This child has extraordinary talent and will surely achieve great things in the future."

Laozi looked at Fuxi, his long eyebrows slightly raised, his tone calm yet resolute, "I am Taiqing, this child is destined to be with me, would you be willing to become my disciple?"

Hua Xu was stunned. Although she was not very knowledgeable, she knew that the white-haired old man in front of her was no ordinary person.

The disaster that had just struck was quelled in an instant by this old woman's skill. It is a blessing for her child to have such a person as a teacher.

Hua Xu, holding Fu Xi, hurriedly bowed to Laozi: "This is a blessing for this child. Please bestow a name upon him."

Lao Tzu nodded, reached out and gently touched the baby's forehead, saying, "Your name in your previous life was Fuxi, so you shall still be called Fuxi in this life."

The baby seemed to understand, and giggled, waving its little hands in the air.

Laozi turned to Li Qing and said, "Xuanqiong is a place of mortal dust, where sages cannot stay for long. Although Fuxi was born a saint, he still needs to be taught."

"You were entrusted by your junior sister Nuwa to help him attain enlightenment, so I will teach him for a period of time on your behalf."

Li Qing bowed and said, "This disciple obeys."

I had already told Li Qing what I needed to say, so I didn't say anything more. I turned around and walked out of the wooden house with Xuandu. I tapped the flat cane in the air, and the golden bridge reappeared. The master and disciple stepped onto the golden bridge and disappeared into the horizon.