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

Da Yi ignored the ridicule and mockery of the surrounding Golden Immortals.

To him, a top-tier great shaman, the provocation of this group of cultivators was no different from mortals scorning gods—insignificant, laughable, and utterly unworthy of attention. He could easily end them all with a single arrow.

In the void, the surviving Grand Luo Golden Immortals looked anxious and discussed the matter through telepathic communication.

"Let us join forces to kill Yi the Archer first, and then divide this divine treasure equally!"

"A swift and decisive victory is crucial! If more powerful figures, even quasi-saints, from the Lich and Demon races arrive, we will have no chance whatsoever!"

"We have already offended the Lich and Demon races, and since we have already formed a blood feud, we will surely be punished in the future. We might as well fight to the death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the many Great Luo Golden Immortals no longer hesitated, and together they activated their supernatural powers and magical treasures, fiercely attacking Da Yi.

In an instant, the heavens burst forth with spiritual light, and all sorts of dazzling colors filled the void. Various acquired spiritual treasures flew everywhere, among which were several innate spiritual treasures with extraordinary foundations, exuding a vast and powerful aura.

In the primordial world, although innate spiritual treasures are not extinct, they are by no means something that ordinary cultivators can obtain.

Ordinary Golden Immortals in the world, without the support of a top-tier power or boundless good fortune, would find it difficult to even see the true form of an innate spiritual treasure in their entire lives. Being able to refine a high-grade acquired spiritual treasure is already an immense stroke of luck.

The vast majority of innate treasures and spiritual treasures in the world are in the hands of the top powerful beings and top forces in the prehistoric world.

The story of Dao Ancestor Hongjun giving three lectures at Zixiao Palace and bestowing treasures at the Treasure Distribution Cliff is the best proof of this.

At that time, thousands of innate objects appeared in the world. Shangqing Tianzun alone obtained several hundred of them, Taiqing and Yuqing, the two saints, each took nearly a hundred, and Nuwa, Jieyin and Zhunti, the three saints, each obtained dozens.

Even the three thousand mortals who listened to the Dao at Zixiao Palace could each obtain at least one or two innate spiritual treasures to accompany them.

That grand treasure-sharing ceremony allowed all living beings in the primordial world to fully glimpse the supreme mystery and heaven-reaching power of the Dao Ancestor, and also laid the foundation for the treasure distribution pattern of the primordial world forces in later generations.

Ordinary beings may only encounter the birth of a primordial spiritual treasure once in a hundred lifetimes, let alone compete for it.

But this group of powerful immortals who relied on their magical weapons were no match for Da Yi.

After several rounds of combat, the sharp arrows crisscrossed the sky, invincible, and most of the Great Luo Golden Immortals perished under their arrows.

The remaining survivors were terrified by Yi's unparalleled fighting prowess and had no desire to fight back. They scattered and fled, only hoping to save their lives.

The archer Yi's arrows never missed their mark, killing each fleeing person one by one, the chilling sound of killing echoing through the void.

As the dust settled, he stood tall and imposing, his aura fierce and menacing, his voice booming across the land, exuding domineering power: "Anyone else dares to challenge me?"

Upon hearing this, those low-level cultivators who had been hiding in the void, hoping to take advantage of the chaos, were immediately terrified and fled without a trace.

Da Yi slowly walked to the side of the Yag Elephant Clan, a half-step Great Luo Demon Clan member, his eyes indifferent, filled with extreme disdain: "The Demon Clan also wants to compete for creation? It's a pity that all of your clansmen are hiding in the Heavenly Court, not daring to show their faces."

He did not kill the remaining members of the tusked elephant tribe before him. Such weak ants would only tarnish his reputation as a great shaman if he killed them, and they were not worthy of his attention.

The remaining members of the tusked elephant demon clan nearby were filled with anxiety and whispered among themselves.

"Elder, when will the Heavenly Court's reinforcements arrive? If they are any later, this unprecedented opportunity will be completely out of our reach!"

"Stop talking! You're lucky to be alive right now!"

Da Yi ignored the noisy demons and fixed his gaze on the golden, radiant source of creation ahead, which exuded supreme fortune. He took a step forward to collect it.

Before he could make a move, the golden light of creation suddenly soared into the air, traversing the void, and landed steadily in the palm of a man in white.

The newcomer was none other than Bai Ze, the leader of the Ten Great Demon Saints of the Demon Clan. Behind him, the other four Demon Saints—Jiuying, Guiche, Yingzhao, and Feilian—stood silently, their demonic power vast and boundless, enveloping the surrounding area.

Although not all ten Demon Saints were present, their combined strength was enough to intimidate the entire prehistoric world.

Bai Ze, dressed in pristine white, surveyed the surrounding void with his gaze. His voice, clear and cold, carried for miles: "Fellow Daoists of the Void, you may leave as you see fit; we will not stop you. But if you harbor thoughts of mutual benefit and greed, then you must prepare for your demise."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the countless probing divine thoughts in the void instantly vanished without a trace.

The remaining cultivators in the shadows no longer dared to openly spy, and the atmosphere in the entire area instantly became extremely tense.

Da Yi stared at Bai Ze and his group, his expression slightly solemn.

He clearly sensed that, after not seeing Bai Ze for several lifetimes, Bai Ze's cultivation level was now vastly different from before, and his foundation was unfathomably deep.

The Wu Clan possesses unparalleled physical strength and an indomitable fighting spirit; under normal circumstances, a single Great Wu can contend with several demons of the same rank.

However, the higher one's cultivation level, the weaker the racial suppression becomes. With his strength, he is not afraid of Bai Ze in a one-on-one fight, and can even hold his own against two demon saints.

But now, surrounded by four demon saints, if he were to be besieged, the situation would be extremely dangerous, leaving him no choice but to be careful.

"Da Yi, are you determined to wage war against my demon race?"

Bai Ze did not rush to take action, his tone carrying a hint of caution.

Now, the primordial calamity has accumulated for a long time, and the calamity's aura permeates the heavens and earth.

The Wu and Yao races are inherently sworn enemies. If a full-scale war breaks out now, it will surely trigger a massive catastrophe and cause chaos in the primordial world, which is definitely not what the Yao race wants at present.

But by this time, Da Yi's mind had been eroded by the battlefield's murderous aura and the calamity of heaven and earth over the years, and his fighting spirit was frenzied, making him fearless.

With a flash of light, the divine bow in his hand transformed into a massive, black, heavy axe exuding an overwhelming aura of malevolence.

"Bai Ze, a ceasefire is acceptable. But hand over the murderer who killed Kuafu!"

Da Yi's voice boomed like thunder, his killing intent surging, "Otherwise, I will make all five of you perish here today!"

His pent-up anger and obsession erupted completely. With a great battle imminent, Da Yi's Daoist aura suddenly surged.

The foundation he had accumulated through years of bloody battles exploded completely, and his physical strength and cultivation broke through the shackles in one fell swoop, stepping into the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal. Moreover, he did not just enter the threshold, but directly stabilized at the mid-stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal!

The overwhelming pressure of the breakthrough swept across the heavens and earth. Bai Ze's expression changed drastically, and he shouted sharply, "Not good! Da Yi has broken through to the Primordial Golden Immortal realm! We must capture him alive at once and hand him over to the Heavenly Emperor for disposal. He must not be killed!"

Standing to the side, Jiuying looked puzzled and frowned, asking, "Even if he breaks through, the five of us working together are no match for him. Why not just eliminate this threat directly?"

Guiche, Yingzhao, and Feilian also echoed the doubts.

Bai Ze, feeling utterly helpless, explained in a deep voice, "The great calamity is approaching, and the calamity energy has already reached its peak."

"If Da Yi, as the top warrior of the Witch Clan, were to perish here today, it would surely ignite the death calamity between the Witch and Demon races, triggering a full-scale war between the two clans! Our Demon Clan is not yet ready; we must not rashly ignite this chaos!"

Upon hearing this, the four demon saints instantly understood, and their expressions became even more solemn.

Just then, the already deranged Yi saw the group chatting idly, and his anger was completely consumed.

He raised his giant axe high, and the Primordial Golden Immortal Law, endless baleful energy, and turbid energy around him converged and transformed into thousands of sharp arrow shadows, which swept towards the five demon saints!

"The arrogant witch clan dares to transgress the boundaries of the primordial world!"