Primordial Salted Fish: Starting from Refusing to Join the Demon Clan

With a thought, Kunpeng appeared in a space completely shrouded in blood.

This space is a special space constructed from the origin of the Three Immortal Islands and the Primordial Three Talents Grand Array.

Its sole purpose is imprisonment.

That's right, this space is a prison.

As soon as Kunpeng stepped inside, he heard a wild and unrestrained laugh suddenly explode!

The laughter didn't come from one direction; it was as if the entire crimson space itself was laughing wildly!

The sound was like billions of thunderbolts rolling and exploding in a viscous sea of ​​blood, or like countless fierce souls and demons imprisoned for countless ages screaming and howling at the same time.

It carried a chilling and insane quality that penetrated to the bone, causing the space to tremble violently, and the viscous, blood-red mist churned and boiled endlessly.

The laughter was filled with extreme resentment and a liberating joy, as if an ancient demon, suppressed for eternity, had finally awaited the moment when the cage would be opened.

Ignoring the barriers of space and the passage of time, it forcefully poured into Kunpeng's sea of ​​consciousness with a terrifying demonic sound powerful enough to tear apart the primordial spirit of an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal:

"Hehehehe... Hahahaha—!!!"

"How many ages have passed... how many ages have passed! Pangu! You cannot imprison me! This damned cage, one day I will break free of this damned cage and destroy everything!"

The laughter was manic and distorted, each syllable seemingly carrying a bloody hook, attempting to tear, pollute, and devour the intruder's mind.

It is not simply a sound wave, but more like a spiritual impact that directly affects the origin of the soul, containing the violent and destructive will of the beginning of chaos.

Amidst this chilling, maniacal laughter, the entire crimson space seemed to come alive, transforming into a greedy maw ready to devour the Kunpeng completely.

The laughter continued, carrying a hysterical urge to vent all the ancient loneliness and resentment.

Until... it seemed to sense the unique aura of the core authority of the Three Immortal Islands on Kunpeng, as well as the unique mark belonging to the primordial creatures, it suddenly paused, like a duck whose neck had been choked, stopping abruptly at its highest point.

The space instantly fell into a deathly silence, with only the viscous blood mist silently churning and a cold, greedy, and scrutinizing terrifying will firmly locking onto Kunpeng.

"After so many rounds of competition, finally a new face has arrived!"

In the deepest part of the crimson space, viscous blood mist surged and boiled.

A blood crystal throne, formed from endless laws of slaughter and twisted in a ferocious manner, stood majestically.

Above it, a terrifying figure, whose form was both real and ethereal, sat upright.

Twelve dark chains, inscribed with Dao patterns, emerged from the depths of the void, wrapping around and nailing themselves to the throne and the figure as if they were living beings. Dark golden divine light flowed through the chains, imprisoning them firmly in the core of this blood-red cage.

That figure was the source of the maniacal laughter. Although suppressed, the chaotic and malevolent energy and destructive will surging around him caused the entire space to tremble and groan.

Kunpeng could sense the aura of the Great God Pangu from those twelve chains.

"You are the third person to arrive here in these endless years."

"If you release me, you will gain the power to rule over everything."

The frenzied demonic sound was like millions of red-hot steel needles, piercing deeply into Kunpeng's sea of ​​consciousness!

He felt excruciating pain in his primordial spirit, as if it were being torn apart. His true spirit felt as if it had fallen into an endless sea of ​​blood, being frantically pulled and eroded by viscous resentment and destructive will. His consciousness rapidly sank, and all that remained before his eyes was surging blood-red chaos.

At this critical moment, the Pure White Lotus nurtured in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly shone brightly!

A pure, flawless, gentle, and holy purifying power spread out like a clear spring, instantly dispelling the demonic sound pollution that had invaded the sea of ​​consciousness.

The white light, powerful enough to dissolve filth and purify all evil, protected Kunpeng's primordial spirit, forcibly pulling him back from the brink of ruin.

"Hiss—!" Kunpeng gasped, his mind clearing instantly, a wave of fear washing over him.

Without the slightest hesitation, he frantically urged the Pure World White Lotus to bloom!

A more dazzling and condensed beam of purification light suddenly erupted from the center of the lotus platform, carrying an overwhelming and unstoppable purifying aura, and slammed into the terrifying figure on the Blood Crystal Throne!

Wherever the beam of light passed, the churning blood mist hissed as if it had encountered its nemesis, quickly dissolving and purifying itself, and even the space itself seemed to be cleansed and made clearer.

The being bound by chains let out a muffled groan of shock and anger. The chaotic and malevolent energy surging around it was burned by the white light, and it visibly dimmed and receded a bit.

After the counterattack, Kunpeng's heart pounded wildly, and his back was drenched in cold sweat.

"This godforsaken place!"

His heart was filled with turmoil. "I almost capsized in a ditch! This thing, personally locked up by Pangu, almost annihilated my true spirit with a single thought... This immense wealth truly comes with immense danger! I'll never come to this hellhole again, not even if I have to die!"

The saltfish's instincts made him want to escape this deadly place of trouble as soon as possible.

However, his desire to explore the unknown stopped him in his tracks.

With the protection of the Pure World White Lotus and the fact that the other party was locked up and imprisoned, he decided to stay.

He has already become the master of the Three Immortal Islands. If he doesn't resolve the hidden dangers here, he won't be able to live a peaceful and carefree life by using the Three Immortal Islands' ability to shield him from heavenly secrets.

I almost got tricked and outmaneuvered, so now I have to gloat a bit.

The opponent should be a chaotic god or demon from before the creation of the primordial world, on the same level as the great god Pangu.

During the great calamity of creation, the great god Pangu slew three thousand chaotic gods and demons.

This does not mean that all the chaotic gods and demons died, after all, the great god Pangu was busy creating the world at that time.

Some remnant souls of chaotic gods and demons managed to survive by sheer luck.

Some of them fled to the depths of chaos, hiding in the shadows, recuperating and waiting for an opportunity;

Others, taking advantage of the opportunity presented by the creation of the new world by the great god Pangu, sneaked into the primordial wilderness, attempting to seek opportunities in this newly born world.

Hongjun, Yangmei, and Luohou are among those listed.

The person before me is actually imprisoned here, and is probably one of the strongest beings among the chaotic gods and demons.

I just don't know which one it is.

Kunpeng watched as the other party returned to calm, his thoughts churning. He asked directly, "May I ask which senior you are?"

"Could you please tell me what the situation is like?"

"What's there to be afraid of!"

The black phantom on the throne stared intently at the Kunpeng, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Listen up, junior! I am one of the ten supreme gods and demons in the chaos, the God of Slaughter."

"For now, I'm just using this place to heal my wounds!"

"If you know what's good for you, get out of here right now, or you're dead!"

That endless killing intent flowed, capable of instantly causing even a Great Luo Golden Immortal to lose their mind.

However, Kunpeng immediately recognized this as sophistry. The claim of healing wounds clearly indicated that the person was imprisoned, but Kunpeng did not expose the truth.

Although the other party was imprisoned, based on what just happened, they were not without threat.

However, upon hearing the other party refer to himself as the "God of Slaughter," he was shocked.