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

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With Hongjun ceasing his sermon, the three lectures came to a complete end.

"All matters have been concluded. You may all disperse. From now on, unless it is absolutely necessary, you shall not come to Zixiao Palace."

Then, with a wave of his hand, Hongjun summoned Kunpeng, the Three Pure Ones, and others to the buffer zone between the vast chaos and the primordial world.

The Purple Cloud Palace was nowhere to be seen.

The nail that sticks out gets hammered down; countless powerful figures were already lurking in the void.

But no one took the lead in being the first.

The foundation for sainthood lies in the primordial purple aura.

The Dao Ancestor said that the Great Dao has fifty heavens, which are divided into forty-nine, with one being removed, which is called the anomaly.

The one that escaped doesn't necessarily belong to you, Kunpeng.

Although Houtu refused the Dao Ancestor's offer to take her as a disciple, she was the destined saint on those six futons, and one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, with the most powerful force in the prehistoric world, the Witch Clan, standing behind her.

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, and Jieyin are all disciples of the Dao Ancestor; they cannot be harmed.

But what do you, Kunpeng, have? You took your seat, lost it, and then, by sheer luck, gained the qualification to become a saint.

If I don't rob you, who will I rob?

Kunpeng's name in the primordial world became famous because of its creation of characters, so none of the powerful beings vying for the Primordial Purple Qi this time were weak.

However, no matter what, Kunpeng is still a quasi-saint who has severed one of his corpses in the primordial world.

Therefore, everyone came together to show that they would abide by the rules.

The chaotic energy surged and rolled like a raging torrent, and outside the primordial membrane of heaven and earth, turbulent void currents abounded.

Kunpeng stood silently among them, his black robes fluttering, his expression utterly calm. He had just been moved out of Zixiao Palace by Dao Ancestor Hongjun when he was firmly locked onto by five incomparably powerful auras, blocking his path.

The leader was none other than the Crimson Fire Ancestor, whose body was wreathed in raging flames that scorched and distorted the surrounding chaotic airflow.

The four people behind him possessed auras that were either as heavy as the earth, as sharp as a golden spear, as supple as flowing water, or as vibrant as ancient trees. Their auras were subtly connected, forming a mysterious cycle of the five elements that completely sealed off this void.

Their predecessors were the Five Elements Ancestors from the previous era, who died at the hands of Rahu.

After the Five Elements Ancestor was killed by Rahu, his own Five Elements origin was divided into five parts. These parts, combined with the Five Elements origins of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth corresponding to the Five Paths of the Primordial World, gave birth to innate gods and demons.

"Kunpeng!" The Crimson Fire Ancestor's voice boomed like a bell, carrying an undeniable pressure. "The Primordial Purple Qi is one of the secrets of the Heavenly Dao, not something you alone can possess! This foundation for sainthood belongs to all living beings in the primordial world! Be sensible and hand it over! Out of consideration for our shared experience of listening to the Dao at Zixiao Palace, I might spare your life!"

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng's lips curled into a half-smile, and his gaze swept over the five people with a hint of barely perceptible mockery.

He shrugged, his tone unusually calm, as if he were talking about something trivial that had nothing to do with him:

"Oh? In total? Fellow Daoist Crimson Fire, you are mistaken."

Kunpeng's voice wasn't loud, yet it clearly pierced through the chaotic energy and the Five Elements seal: "The Primordial Purple Qi, there is indeed only one strand. Even if I were to offer it up now... may I ask you five fellow Daoists, who... will take this strand of Purple Qi?"

His gaze swept across the five faces in turn, sharp as lightning: "Is it Fellow Daoist Chi Huo? Or Fellow Daoist Geng Jin behind you? Or perhaps Fellow Daoist Xuan Bing, Fellow Daoist Qing Mu, or Fellow Daoist Hou Tu?"

Each time he pointed to someone, that person's breath would involuntarily catch slightly.

"A wisp of purple energy can only help one person attain the Primordial Saint status. What about the remaining four?"

Kunpeng's voice carried a hint of amusement, "Could it be that you're waiting for this fellow Daoist who obtained the Purple Qi to attain sainthood before turning around and 'protecting' you? Or... have you already agreed to fight amongst yourselves after seizing the Purple Qi, leaving your fates to fate?"

These words struck at the heart, like a cold, poisonous thorn, attempting to pierce the cracks in the seemingly solid alliance of the five.

However, the Crimson Fire Ancestor merely snorted coldly, his eyes blazing with fire: "Kunpeng! Stop trying to sow discord here! We are all of the same element, sharing the same origin, advancing and retreating together. The ownership of the Purple Qi will be judged by public opinion; you need not trouble yourself!"

"Hand over the Purple Qi, or don't blame us for using ruthless methods today to annihilate you, body and soul!"

Although the four people behind him had different expressions—some solemn, some indifferent, and some wary—their auras were more closely intertwined.

The pressure of the Five Elements Formation suddenly increased, and the five fundamental laws of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth flowed and generated endlessly, transforming into a huge five-colored vortex that firmly trapped Kunpeng in the center.

The void was completely solidified, even the chaotic air currents were repelled, forming an absolute battlefield.

Clearly, these five people were determined and prepared, and were not easily swayed by Kunpeng's words.

"Ha, the five elements as one? Very good!"

The calm on Kunpeng's face finally vanished, replaced by an arrogant disdain for the heavens and a chilling fighting spirit. "It seems that I, this humble Daoist, will ultimately have to rely on my own abilities to defend this place I've fled from!"

"Let me see for myself whether you are truly capable or just arrogant and ignorant."

Before the words were even finished, Kunpeng made the first move!

Without any probing, he struck with overwhelming force!

"Hey——!"

A powerful cry, capable of shattering gold and splitting stone, resounded through the void! The Kunpeng's body suddenly swelled, not transforming into its true form as a giant bird, but rather manifesting behind it a towering and majestic Northern Darkness Dharma Image!

This technique resembles a Kun or a Peng, existing between the real and the illusory. Its entire body is a deep blue, like ancient ice. When its wings are spread, they blot out the sky and the sun. The endless laws of the Great Dao of Ice condense into billions of ice crystal feathers, each one shimmering with a terrifying cold light that freezes the void and annihilates all things!

"Northern Dark Ice, Annihilating All Realms!"

With a flick of his finger, Kunpeng unleashed a torrential downpour of ice crystal feathers, carrying an extreme chill that seemed to freeze time and space, as they hurtled toward the Five Elements Grand Array!

Wherever it passed, the chaotic airflow instantly solidified into black ice crystals, and countless pale ice marks were carved into the void.

"The Five Elements revolve, and fire burns the heavens!" The Crimson Fire Ancestor roared, his body engulfed in raging flames, transforming into a roaring fire dragon. The power of the Five Elements converged, and the fire dragon's power increased a hundredfold as it faced the torrent of ice feathers.

"Golden Spear Rises Through the Sky!" Ancestor Gengjin pointed his fingers like a sword, and a platinum sword light, refined to the extreme, with the sharpness to sever cause and effect and destroy the laws, pierced straight into Kunpeng's brow.

"Boundless Mysterious Water!" The Mysterious Water Ancestor held out his hands, drawing upon the chaotic waters to create towering waves. These waves contained a yin-like power that could dissolve all things and erode all laws, sweeping towards the lower body of the Kunpeng.

"Green Wood Suppresses Soul!" Ancestor Green Wood summoned an ancient wooden staff, its boundless vitality transforming into thousands of resilient vines. Runes flowed across them, not only entwining the space but also striking the primordial spirit, attempting to bind the Kunpeng's divine soul.

"Thick Earth Embraces Heaven!" The Old Ancestor of Thick Earth stepped into the void, and a majestic divine mountain descended, incomparably heavy, suppressing the eight wastelands and firmly fixing the space around Kunpeng, preventing it from performing its extreme teleportation.

The five quasi-saints each displayed their supernatural powers!

The five elements' laws blended perfectly within the formation, mutually generating and restraining each other, unleashing a terrifying power far exceeding the sum of the five individuals!

Fire dragons scorch the heavens and boil the seas, sword light tears the sky, mysterious water corrodes the void, green vines lock souls and suppress spirits, and divine mountains suppress eternity!

Five forces formed a net that would crush Kunpeng along with his Northern Darkness Dharma Form!