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

At that moment, the world lost its color, leaving only a deafening roar.

At the summit of Mount Buzhou, even the towering pillar seemed to tremble slightly under this immense force.

High above, auspicious clouds soared into the sky, and countless golden rays cascaded down like waterfalls, dyeing the entire heavens with brilliance.

The chaotic array protecting the innate gourd vine is now melting away like thin ice, about to completely dissipate.

"call--!"

The sudden gust of wind was not ordinary wind, but a storm of spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy within the entire Buzhou Mountain Range, spanning billions of miles, seemed to be summoned by some supreme force, transforming into visible white dragons that frantically converged towards the gourds hanging on the mountain peak.

In the void, golden lotuses appeared out of thin air, and between their birth and death, the sound of Zen echoed throughout the eight directions.

The once ancient and vigorous gourd vines now shimmered with light, radiating vitality and exuding a breathtaking rhythm of the Dao.

This innate gourd vine, ranked among the ten innate spiritual roots, is an unparalleled treasure born from chaos.

Although its rank was reduced by heaven and earth after it fell into the primordial world, the essence it contained was still enough to make any Great Luo Golden Immortal envious.

The seven gourds on the vine, the first six of which have already spread purple clouds from the east for 30,000 miles, with colorful rays filling the sky, are clearly approaching perfection.

The last one, though still hanging on the branch, had a dim glow and a listless air.

Clearly, the gourd vine has exhausted its resources and is no longer able to support its perfect maturity.

However, even this flawed one is the foundation for enlightenment.

It possesses an innate spiritual root, naturally containing fragments of laws, and is protected by a wisp of innate, indestructible spiritual light.

Spiritual treasures crafted using this as the main ingredient are at the Innate level from the very beginning, and may even reach the realm of Innate Supreme Treasures.

According to later developments, each of the six mature gourds found its own owner.

Taiqing Daode, being wealthy and powerful, refined it into a purple-gold gourd for holding elixirs.

Yuqing Yuanshi used it to refine the gourd of heaven and earth, which nurtured all things.

The Shangqing Lingbao obtained the Water and Fire Gourd, from which a Qilin was born.

After Nuwa became a saint, in order to repay the karma of the demon race, she refined it into the Demon-Summoning Banner and gave it to Di Jun, so that he could command all the demons and the demon race would fight and withdraw from the prehistoric world. Di Jun perished in the great calamity, and the gourd returned to Nuwa's hands.

The kind-hearted Hongyun melted the scattered soul sand into the gourd, creating the Nine-Nine Scattered Soul Gourd;

As for the one that Donghuang Taiyi obtained, it later transformed into the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, which became awe-inspiring during the Investiture of the Gods.

The remaining withered vines are no ordinary things either; they will be refined by Nuwa into the "Human Creation Whip," specifically designed to subdue human cultivators.

"Good! Good! Good! This little treasure is almost ripe!"

A low, excited shout broke the silence from the crowd.

The speaker, dressed in a red robe, had a kind face but could not hide the greed in his eyes; it was Hongyun.

He and Kunpeng were both innate deities, but he had no accompanying spiritual treasures. Although he had occasionally made some gains over the years, he always looked down on those low-grade innate spiritual treasures.

How could he not be tempted by the birth of this innate gourd vine today?

This is the only chance he can get his foot back!

At the summit of Mount Buzhou, the atmosphere instantly froze to an extreme.

Countless burning gazes were fixed on the gourds, spiritual light flickering in their hands, and killing intent brewing silently.

At the very front, three figures stood proudly, like pillars of strength.

In the center stands the Supreme Celestial Venerable of Morality, holding a coiled dragon-shaped cane, with a delicate and exquisite pagoda—the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda—floating above his head.

The pagoda emanates wisps of mysterious yellow energy, protecting the three brothers from all harm and karmic consequences.

On the left is the Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerable, whose brows are cold and stern as frost. He holds a jade ruyi scepter with three treasures in his hand, and the flowing light of the ruyi seems to suggest the creation of a new world from earth, water, fire and wind.

On the right is the Celestial Venerable Shangqing Lingbao, holding the Qingping Sword in his hand. Even before the sword is drawn, the sharp sword intent pierces the surrounding space, causing it to subtly distort.

The three stood in a triangular formation, one at the peak of the Great Luo realm and the other at the late stage of the Great Luo realm. Their powerful auras intertwined, forming a suffocating pressure that intimidated the scattered cultivators present, making them afraid to even breathe loudly.

At this moment, Taiqing had already achieved the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top and the Five Qi Converging at the Origin, condensing the Great Luo Dao Fruit personally transmitted by Hongjun, reaching the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal. Who would dare to challenge his might?

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Just then, a series of deep and resonant bell tolls suddenly rang out, the sound waves surging in all directions as if they were tangible, tearing a gap open under the pressure of the Three Pure Ones.

Beside Donghuang Taiyi, an ancient bronze bell slowly rotated, its chaotic energy permeating the air and protecting him and the demon emperor Jun behind him.

This Donghuang Taiyi has a profound background, unparalleled good fortune, and is also blessed with the heaven-defying treasure, the Chaos Bell.

Beside him, Di Jun held the Hetu Luoshu, while a group of demon gods and demon clans stood in formation behind him, exuding murderous intent, showing no fear of the Three Pure Ones whatsoever.

However, just as tensions were rising, another savage and domineering aura suddenly descended, which was none other than the Twelve Ancestral Witches who had been attracted by the strange phenomenon of the gourd vine.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches!

They came because of old grudges, and seeing the chaotic scene, their fighting spirit was even higher.

Especially the leading Space Ancestral Witch, Dijiang, coldly swept his eyes over Donghuang Taiyi, a cruel smile curving his lips.

Fuxi and Nuwa each used their own methods to reveal their power; Kunpeng, seeing this, also revealed its Dharma form, covering the sky and the sun.

"Gentlemen!"

Dijiang's figure flickered, ignoring the countless gods and Buddhas in the sky, his voice booming like thunder: "We, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, have come today only to settle the blood feud with the demon race!"

"You may seize the opportunities on this gourd vine as you please, but if anyone dares to interfere in our feud with the demon race... Hmph, don't blame us, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, for showing no mercy!"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

Upon hearing this, Donghuang Taiyi was immediately enraged.

In the previous battle in the North Sea, he was severely injured by the Twelve Ancestral Witches because his strength had not yet reached the pinnacle. That was a thorn in his side forever.

With the treasure hunt imminent, these barbarians are actually trying to kick us while we're down.

This is an absolute grudge against someone who obstructs our path; we are irreconcilable enemies!

"Dijiang, you old bastard!"

Donghuang Taiyi laughed in fury, his eyes flashing with murderous intent: "You think I'm afraid of you bunch of brutes who only know how to use violence if I don't say anything?"

"boom!"

Before he could finish speaking, Donghuang Taiyi took a sudden step forward, causing the void beneath his feet to collapse. He held the Chaos Bell in one hand and shook it violently.

"Today I will show you what true supernatural power is!"

"This will also let you barbarians see clearly why the master of this Chaos Bell is me, Donghuang Taiyi, and not your so-called 'true descendant of Pangu'!"

"Thump—!!!"

The bells rang out, no longer as a warning, but as a real call to arms.

The power of chaos transformed into devastating ripples, heading straight for Dijiang's face.

"court death!"

Dijiang also had a fiery temper. Upon seeing this, he did not dodge or avoid it at all. He roared and his body swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a true form of the Ancestral Witch that was ten thousand feet tall, as tall as heaven and earth, and his physical body directly confronted the chaotic ripples.

"Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, Space Cutting!"

Now that we've started, there's nothing more to hold back.

The remaining eleven Ancestral Witches roared and revealed their true forms, unleashing a barrage of powerful divine abilities—five-colored divine light, spatial rifts, thunderstorms, and more—all seemingly chaotic yet incredibly potent, as they hurtled towards Donghuang Taiyi.

On the other side, Di Jun snorted coldly, summoned the Hetu Luoshu, and manifested the Zhou Tian Xing Dou (a system of celestial bodies), leading his demon gods to fiercely meet the enemy.

"kill!"

The two forces collided instantly, unleashing a terrifying spectacle capable of shattering mountains and rivers.

The radiance was so intense that it momentarily overshadowed the unusual sight of the gourd ripening.

At this moment, all notions of saintly pride and lofty dignity were cast aside.

At this moment, the fragile innate gourd vine was in the eye of the storm.

"This is bad! If we let them continue attacking, the gourd vine will surely be destroyed!"

Taiqing frowned slightly, and gently paused the coiled dragon-shaped cane in his hand.

"Attack! Protect the spiritual root!"

Yuanshi and Lingbao exchanged a glance and immediately made their move.

At the same time, Hongyun, Kunpeng and the others did not dare to be negligent. They all summoned their magic weapons, and defensive barriers rose up, barely separating the world-destroying battlefield from the gourd vines.

The treasure has not yet been revealed, but the struggle has already begun.

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