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

After Fuxi was revered as the supreme ruler of the human race, the human race developed rapidly.

Beyond Chendu, mulberry and bamboo forests stretched as far as the eye could see, and herds of cattle, sheep, and horses roamed the hillsides. Fishing boats ply the Yellow River. The various tribes no longer waged war against each other, and weddings and funerals were conducted according to established rituals.

After finishing his daily government affairs, Fuxi would climb a high platform outside the capital of Chen to observe the heavens and the earth, drawing inspiration from his own body and from all things around him.

Li Qing knew he was comprehending the Dao, so he didn't disturb him, only occasionally offering a few words of advice.

On this day, Li Qing was meditating in his thatched hut when suddenly a thought struck him, and he opened his eyes.

"Is it Rahu? Or did Heaven ordain Rahu to be born?"

Li Qing looked up and saw an extremely subtle aura seeping down from the chaos, passing through the thirty-three heavens and the primordial land, heading straight towards Chen Du. That aura was exactly the same as the eight black wisps of energy that appeared when Fuxi descended to earth.

"Did you notice?"

In the Heavenly Demon Realm, Rahu was extremely unhappy, as the Heavenly Dao was increasingly using him as a tool.

Therefore, this time, he did not directly follow the will of Heaven and force Fuxi to create a cultivation method exclusive to the human race, severing the human race's singular dependence on the Taiqing Golden Elixir Dao. Instead, he made a slight move first, giving those sages some hints.

Above the Lingxiao Palace, Haotian sat on the Purple Heaven Emperor Throne, surrounded by the Purple Emperor Qi, his gaze sweeping over the gods below.

His development over the years has given him a fighting force, and naturally he wants to establish his authority.

His chosen target was the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

Since Tu Shan's death, Qingqiu has had no top-level experts to govern it. It has relied entirely on its clan to multiply and thrive in its homeland. It also has secret dealings with various demon clans in the prehistoric world. If any attack is made on Qingqiu, other demon clans will surely come to its aid.

Secondly, the Qingqiu fox clan should also have returned to the north, but they still refused to leave, so it was justified for the Heavenly Court to strike them down.

"I hereby appoint Venus as the vanguard, leading the Thunder Gods and the Thirty-Six Thunder Generals to command the Thunder Heavenly Soldiers to advance to Qingqiu. I will personally oversee the central army, with all the gods arrayed beyond the Nine Heavens, ready to provide support at any time."

This campaign against the foxes aims to sever the flank of the demon race. You must obey orders and refrain from reckless killing. Those who violate the heavenly rules will be stripped of their divine positions and cast into the cycle of reincarnation.

"This expedition is one of absolute certainty; victory is not an option. We must let the world know the might of our Heavenly Court!"

After the generals had left, Yaochi emerged from behind the hall and approached Haotian, whispering, "Your Majesty, won't your actions alert the enemy?"

Haotian shook his head: "I intend to stir up trouble. The Qingqiu fox clan has close ties with other demon clans. If I surround Qingqiu, those demon clans will surely come to its rescue."

"At that time, I will wait in comfort and defeat them one by one. In this battle, I will not only take Qingqiu, but also wipe out all the scattered demons."

Yaochi said no more, but handed the plain-colored cloud banner to Haotian: "This banner can protect you, Your Majesty, please wear it."

Haotian took the Cloud Realm Flag, put it into his sleeve, and strode out of the Lingxiao Palace.

Outside the palace, auspicious clouds gathered, and a canopy like an umbrella formed. Haotian stepped onto the nine-dragon chariot, with Venus leading the way, the thirty-six righteous gods of the Thunder Department standing on either side, and the star officials of the Dipper Department following closely behind, heading towards Qingqiu in a grand procession.

The Heavenly Army marched out with overwhelming force; wherever it passed, the clouds dispersed and all spirits bowed their heads.

The message quickly spread throughout the land.

The Qingqiu Fox Clan was terrified upon learning of the Heavenly Court's attack. Clan Chief Daji summoned the elders to discuss the matter, but none could offer a solution. With Tushan's death, the Qingqiu Fox Clan had no more powerful warriors; how could they possibly withstand the Heavenly Court's army?

When the message reached the ears of the other demons, their reactions varied.

Some demons gloated, thinking the Qingqiu fox clan deserved it. Others felt a sense of shared misfortune, fearing they would be the next target of the Heavenly Court. Still others were indignant, feeling the Heavenly Court had gone too far.

Bai Ze sat upright in his cave, and remained silent for a long time after hearing this news.

Although he was a demon, he had long since ceased to concern himself with demon affairs. After the decisive battle between the Lich King and the Demon King, he led the remaining demons to retreat to the north, hoping to enjoy a few years of peace. But the Heavenly Court's actions clearly indicated an intention to exterminate them all.

"Qingqiu cannot be left unsaved."

Bai Ze stood up, a resolute glint in his eyes. If he stood by and watched Qingqiu be destroyed, the other demon races would surely lose heart. At that time, the Heavenly Court would defeat them one by one, and the demon races would never have a chance to rise again.

"Ji Meng, Gui Che".

Two figures entered from outside the cave; they were none other than the once-renowned Demon Saints of the demon race. Ji Meng was broad-shouldered and burly, wielding a mountain-splitting axe. The Ghost Cart was slender, with nine heads of different colors, exuding a fierce and imposing aura.

"Bai Ze, how do you suggest we fight?"

Bai Ze pondered for a moment and said, "The Heavenly Court's move is intended to besiege a point and then attack its reinforcements. Haotian wants to use Qingqiu as bait to lure us to its rescue, and then annihilate us in one fell swoop. If we go to rescue Qingqiu, we will be playing right into his hands."

Ji Meng frowned: "So you're not going to save him?"

"No, we should save them, but not all of them."

Bai Ze raised his hand and drew a simple map on the ground: "We will split into two groups. Ji Meng and Gui Che, you two will lead one group of demons to rescue Qingqiu and confront the Heavenly Court head-on. We don't seek victory, we only seek to hold them off. I will lead the other group to attack the Heavenly Court directly. With Haotian personally leading the expedition, the Heavenly Court will inevitably be undefended. As long as the Heavenly Court is in dire need, Haotian will surely return to its aid, and the siege of Qingqiu will be lifted."

Ji Meng and Gui Che exchanged a glance and nodded in unison.

"That's what we'll do!"

……

Outside Qingqiu, the Heavenly Army had already formed ranks.

Venus stood at the front of the formation, longsword in hand, his body radiating sword energy that soared to the heavens. He was originally formed from the essence of the White Tiger of the West, possessing an innate aura of killing and a love for battle. Being the vanguard today suited his purposes perfectly.

"Qingqiu Fox Clan, you have nowhere to retreat. Surrender quickly to avoid death."

Venus's voice echoed over Qingqiu, but no one answered.

Haotian sat upright in the central army, his nine-dragon chariot with its canopy billowing in the wind. His gaze was calm as he looked toward Qingqiu, showing no sign of impatience.

"Send word: the Thunder Department will provide support."

Xuan Cang accepted the order, holding the Thunder Token, and pointed towards Qingqiu. The thirty-six Thunder Gods simultaneously unleashed their magic power, and thunder exploded in the sky above Qingqiu, with lightning bolts like snakes slithering through the clouds.

The thunder roared, and the faces of the Qingqiu fox clan members turned ashen.

Just then, a whooshing sound came from the northern horizon. Ji Meng and Gui Che led thousands of demons through the air, their demonic aura soaring into the sky and blotting out the sun.

"Haotian, don't push your luck!"

With a loud shout, Ji Meng charged towards the Heavenly Army, wielding his Mountain-Splitting Axe. Gui Che followed closely behind, its nine heads simultaneously opening their blood-red maws and spewing out nine streams of poisonous mist.

Haotian's gaze sharpened, and he stood up.

"Perfect timing! Taibai, keep a close eye on Qingqiu. I will personally deal with those two demon saints!"

If he could defeat these two demon saints, his prestige would naturally increase greatly!

Haotian raised his hand and pointed, and the Haotian Mirror flew out from his sleeve, hovering above his head. The mirror surface shone with golden light, illuminating the world. Ji Meng and Gui Che were slightly stunned by the golden light.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Haotian flashed and appeared in front of Ji Meng. He held a long sword in his hand, the Haotian Sword bestowed by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun. Lightning flashed on the blade as he slashed down.

Ji Meng raised his axe to meet the attack, and sparks flew as the sword and axe clashed. Ji Meng felt an immense force coming from the sword, his hand went numb, and he almost dropped the mountain-splitting axe.

"What incredible strength!"

Ji Meng was startled. He was a demon saint with a powerful physical body, but he did not expect Haotian's power to be even greater than his own.

Haotian remained expressionless, his sword strikes growing ever faster, each strike a streak of light, forcing Ji Meng to retreat repeatedly.