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

The Kunpeng possesses the ultimate speed, capable of traversing 90,000 miles in a single second.

But after they began preaching and spreading the written word, they realized just how vast this primordial world truly was.

The primordial world is the world created by Pangu after breaking apart the chaos.

Its status is half a step into the eternal true realm.

Chaos is infinitely vast, and since the beginning of time, the primordial world has been constantly devouring chaos, expanding its area.

Even if a Great Luo Golden Immortal were to exert all their strength in flight, it would still take thousands of years to roam the entire prehistoric world.

Only those who attain sainthood can teleport thousands of times in an instant, appearing in any corner of the primordial world.

Wherever Kunpeng went, it left behind a stele, set up a test formation, and then departed.

Even with the ultimate speed of heaven and earth, it cannot be fully utilized, and the need to preach further slows down the speed.

It took over a hundred years and thousands of stone tablets to finally reach the East Sea.

Kunpeng realized that he had been oversimplifying things.

If we rely solely on ourselves to spread this message, it will take forever.

At this moment, Kunpeng had the idea of ​​recruiting subordinates, creating a power base, and having his subordinates do his work.

However, Kunpeng dismissed the idea as soon as it came to mind.

Before even establishing any power, they've already been plagued by all sorts of troubles. If they do establish power, they'll likely be swept up by the overwhelming tide of events and entanglements, unable to escape.

Even though Kunpeng knew that running away wouldn't solve the problem, he could only run away for the time being.

Kunpeng ignored the disturbances, and with a flick of its body, it transformed into a streak of light that cut through the sky, unknowingly arriving above a vast mountain range.

Looking down, one sees majestic mountains, teeming with wild beasts, and countless creatures thriving and multiplying here, their aura and smoke rising straight into the sky.

"Hmm? This place is a gathering place for all living beings; it's quite a good place to spread the teachings."

With a slight thought, Kunpeng casually made a move, and a huge rock engraved with innate Dao patterns appeared out of thin air, carrying supreme power, and crashed down towards the mountain peak.

"boom--!"

The Dao stele landed and instantly took root, as if it had merged with the world, exuding a profound aura of the Great Dao.

However, before this aura could spread, a roar as loud as thunder from the heavens suddenly exploded, shaking the very void:

"Who dares to run wild in the territory of my Wu tribe!"

Kunpeng looked in the direction of the sound and saw an extremely tall and imposing figure stepping on the void, rushing towards them amidst a sky full of thunder and fire.

The man was six zhang tall, with a broad back and a thick waist. His face was as ferocious as a tiger's, and his eyes were filled with lightning and fire, as if they could see through illusions.

He held a yellow snake in each hand, wore lightning armor, and was surrounded by purple lightning. With each step he took, bursts of lightning exploded in the void beneath his feet, sounding like muffled thunder, and the oppressive feeling was like a mountain collapsing.

Based solely on this terrifying aura, Kunpeng instantly recognized the newcomer's identity—Qiang Liang, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Thunder Ancestral Witch!

In the cultivation path, beings in the primordial world believed that both the primordial spirit and the physical body, which represent life and death, and the Dao itself, are equally important.

The Wu tribe, however, is an anomaly in this world.

They were formed from the essence and blood of Pangu, and were born with incomparably strong physical bodies, but they had no primordial spirit and could not comprehend the Dao of Heaven. Their path of cultivation was completely different from that of ordinary cultivators.

It's not that the Wu tribe doesn't have a primordial spirit; it's just that during their gestation process, they suffer from the erosion of innate turbidity and evil energy, causing their primordial spirit to merge with their physical body, thus making them appear to lack a primordial spirit.

Although they lack a primordial spirit, they can directly temper their physical bodies, making them comparable to innate spiritual treasures. They can control the laws of heaven and earth, and their strength is enough to make any Grand Luo Golden Immortal take notice.

The physical body of an Ancestral Witch at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level is comparable to a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Kunpeng had seen the true faces of the Twelve Ancestral Witches when he was in the Northern Sea, so he naturally recognized the evil god in front of him.

But who is Kunpeng? The Lord of the Northern Sea, whose speed is unparalleled in the primordial world, how could he be afraid of this barbarian?

Displeased by Qiang Liang's arrogant and condescending attitude, Kunpeng coldly said, "This humble Taoist is Nanming. State your name!"

He has now transformed into human form, with a handsome face and an otherworldly temperament, completely different from his previous form as the all-encompassing Kunpeng.

Although Qiang Liang was strong, he had never seen what Kunpeng looked like in its transformed state, and for a moment he did not recognize the person in front of him as the culprit who stirred up the storm in the Northern Underworld.

The burly man's voice boomed like a bell, echoing through the mountains and forests: "Listen up! I am Qiangliang, the true descendant of Pangu, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Ancestral Witch of Thunder! This is the territory of the Witch Clan, and no one is to trespass! Leave immediately, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Before he finished speaking, a flash of lightning appeared in Qiang Liang's eyes, and he suddenly flicked the yellow snake in his hand. A thick bolt of purple lightning roared out like a raging dragon, heading straight for the stele.

"Boom—!"

The thunder exploded, and the newly erected stele was instantly shattered into dust, leaving not a trace behind.

Kunpeng's gaze sharpened, a flash of killing intent crossing his eyes, and he coldly asked, "When did this place become the territory of the Wu Clan? Does this primordial world now belong to the Wu Clan?"

Qiangliang offered no further explanation, directly threatening, "If you don't leave, then you'll be staying here forever!"

As Qiang Liang roared, purple lightning erupted like boiling lava, engulfing his body. Hundreds of dazzling arcs of electricity leaped and intertwined wildly, illuminating the void in a ghastly white light. The lightning condensed into a destructive battle armor, its oppressive force pressing down on Kunpeng like a mountain. The yellow snake in his hand burst forth with purple lightning, spitting out electric sparks, as if a thunder king had descended.

"Leave now, or die!"

Faced with Qiang Liang's strong threat, Kunpeng had no intention of backing down.

The Wu tribe is a group that was conceived and multiplied by the twelve ancestral Wu tribes through the heart and blood pool of Pangu in the Pangu Temple.

Based on this, they began to extend their influence to the vast prehistoric continent.

Unlike the Three Pure Ones who were formed from the three parts of Pangu's primordial spirit, the Twelve Ancestral Witches claimed to be the true descendants of Pangu, intending to inherit the will of their father god and become the true rulers of the primordial world.

To rule the primordial world, the twelve siblings alone were not enough; a large, orthodox clan with Pangu's bloodline was necessary.

The mysterious heart of Pangu was able to fulfill his grand ambition, and from then on, various levels of the witch race were born in an endless stream.

Thus, the twelve ancestral witches successively stepped out of Buzhou Mountain, using it as their core to expand their territory in all directions.

When their power spreads throughout the primordial land, that will be the day the Wu tribe officially declares its establishment and proclaims its ruling position to the primordial world.

Although the Wu tribe possessed formidable individual combat strength, they faced difficulties in reproduction, resulting in a small population that could not be densely distributed throughout the prehistoric world. They were forced to adopt a tribal stronghold system, supporting each other, connecting points to form lines, and using these lines to cover the entire area, gradually achieving effective control over the prehistoric world.

Similarly, the Wu tribe regards the primordial land as their own territory, which Kunpeng cannot interfere with, since it is a place he has no dealings with.

After all, no matter how powerful the Wu Clan is, they wouldn't dare to offend all the innate gods and demons of the entire prehistoric world. Even if the Wu Clan were formed from the blood of the great god Pangu, they would find it difficult to gain a foothold in the prehistoric world.

Therefore, Kunpeng was not prepared to back down. Since the Ancestral Witch was so powerful and domineering, he would retaliate in the same way.

He doesn't cause trouble, but that doesn't mean he's not afraid of trouble.

Kunpeng shook his head. Seeing the other party's choice, Qiangliang no longer held back:

"Since you've chosen to stay, then die!"

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