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

The Northern Sea, the Land of Ruins.

In the deep, dark abyss, time seems to lose its meaning.

Kunpeng sat cross-legged on the platform constructed from fragments of chaos, his aura obscure and difficult to discern, sometimes as deathly still as an ancient abyss, and sometimes as violent as a blood-soaked Asura.

Since completely refining and absorbing the Dao insights and memory imprints contained in the remnant soul of the God of Slaughter, Kunpeng's understanding and application of the Dao of Slaughter has undergone earth-shattering changes.

That pure and ultimate killing intent, originating from chaos, was no longer merely an external force. Instead, it was repeatedly tempered and analyzed by him using his own Dao of Returning to Nothingness as a furnace, and ultimately integrated into his own path of cultivation.

Although he did not obtain the core "Mark of the Great Dao of Slaughter", he failed to become a new god of slaughter.

But this encounter led to a rapid advancement in his skills in the art of killing.

In a short period of time, its refinement and depth have caught up with the Feng and Shui Dao that he first refined, becoming the second pillar after his fundamental Dao—the Dao of Returning to the Void.

The "Slaughter Blade," once his personal treasure used to slay gods and demons, now reduced to a half-step innate supreme treasure, hovered in front of him, emitting an eerie blood-red light.

The original chaotic and ferocious aura on the blade has been repeatedly refined by Kunpeng's power of returning to the void and the newly comprehended killing intent, becoming restrained yet deadly.

A cold glint at the blade's edge seemed capable of severing the soul; a moment's direct gaze was enough to chill one to the bone.

This sword is now in perfect harmony with his mind, as easy to use as his own arm, completely compensating for the slight deficiency in his previous offensive techniques.

Wielding this ferocious weapon, and aided by the methods of devouring, killing, and destroying, Kunpeng's combat power has risen to a whole new level, enough to make even the top experts of the prehistoric world take notice.

However, Kunpeng was not satisfied with this.

His gaze pierced through the dark, deep sea, as if he could see the magnificent celestial court hanging high in the heavens.

Fuxi joined the demon race and presented information about the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array. He went into seclusion, but that did not mean he lost contact with the outside world. Therefore, he still knew about it even while in seclusion.

That is the prototype of an unparalleled fierce formation, based on the 365 Great Luo Star Lords and supplemented by 480 million evil stars, drawing upon the great power of the stars in the heavens.

Although it has not yet been fully deployed, its terrifying power has already sent a chill down Kunpeng's spine.

Once this formation is successfully completed, combined with Di Jun's River Chart and Luo Book deductions and Donghuang Taiyi's Chaos Bell suppression, the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court will truly possess absolute power to contend with, and even suppress, anything below the level of a sage.

This poses a huge threat to any entity outside the demon race.

Kunpeng and Dijun Donghuang Taiyi have a very deep karmic connection.

Furthermore, he was tricked by Hongjun, and the Primordial Purple Qi that should have been obtained by Hongyun ended up on his head instead.

Now, everyone in the entire prehistoric world is coveting this Primordial Purple Qi!

"The celestial constellations...drawing the power of the primordial starry sky...Di Jun, Tai Yi, Fu Xi...that's quite a grand undertaking."

Kunpeng sneered inwardly, a chilling killing intent quietly swirling within him, only to be swiftly swallowed up by the profound depths of the Void.

He knew that before dealing with the uncontrollable Primordial Purple Qi deep within his primordial spirit, which was like a leech clinging to his bones, his physical body should not easily set foot in the prehistoric world and expose itself to the gaze of the Heavenly Dao and many powerful beings.

At this moment, with a slight thought, three figures with distinct auras slowly coalesced behind him.

On the left, in the deep darkness, the shadow of a giant Kun floats and stirs the boundless water element. This is the "Kun Dharma Body" that he has created by evolving and fusing his own Kun form with the ultimate Feng Shui principles.

On the right, golden light shone brightly, and the shadow of the Great Roc stood proudly, its wings reaching the sky, stirring up a gale that tore through the void. This was the "Dharma Body of the Roc," which is also another manifestation of the Great Way of Feng Shui.

In the center, a brand new figure is slowly becoming clear.

Its entire body was shrouded in a layer of viscous, blood-like, and solidified scarlet aura, obscuring its specific features. Only its eyes gleamed with a pure, chilling killing light that could freeze one's soul.

In his hand, he was holding the phantom of the "Slaughter Blade"!

This is the third dharma body that Kunpeng has condensed by taking the newly comprehended Dao of Slaughter as the core and combining it with his own ferocious origin—the Slaughtering Dharma Body!

This killing avatar is not a "corpse" that is attached to obsessions, but a battle avatar constructed purely with the power of the Great Dao Laws. It is a concrete manifestation of his mastery of the Great Dao of Slaughter.

It lacked Wang Ming's (obsessive corpse) detachment and indifference, and the majestic aura of the Kun and Peng Dharma bodies; it possessed only a pure and extreme killing intent that could destroy everything.

Previously, both the Obsessive Corpse King Ming and the two Feng Shui Dharma bodies of Kunpeng had already revealed their forms in the prehistoric world. If they were to travel in these forms again, it would be extremely easy to expose their true forms.

This killing avatar, formed from the Great Dao of Slaughter and possessing a completely different aura, is the best "identity" for Kunpeng to travel through the primordial world and obtain what he needs in order to cope with the current situation!

The killing avatar slowly raised the blood-red blade in its hand, the tip of the blade pointing directly to the west. An invisible killing intent that pierced through space locked onto a certain direction—the Netherworld Blood Sea!

Karmic Fire Red Lotus!

This is a supreme innate spiritual treasure transformed from the seeds of the Chaos Green Lotus. It was born deep within the Netherworld Blood Sea and was born alongside the Styx Ancestor. It can burn away all karma and cause and effect, and is impervious to all evil.

He entrusted the obsessive corpse with the Pure White Lotus, having previously accidentally severed the evil corpse but lacking a suitable spiritual treasure to entrust it with.

Although the path of severing the three corpses is said to be the path to sainthood, and the sea was tricked by Hongjun, it is indeed a good way to quickly improve one's realm.

However, Kunpeng would never destroy its own foundation, so it directly blasted the evil corpse back into its original form and returned to itself.

Bring the appropriate innate spiritual treasure to perform a second slaying of the evil corpse.

Kunpeng first entrusted the Three Corpses with the Pure World White Lotus, so naturally the other two Corpses should also use spiritual treasures of the same origin.

Originally, the Black Lotus of Destruction was more suitable for Kunpeng to entrust to the evil corpse, but after the war between the Dao and the Demon ended, the Black Lotus of Destruction disappeared with the defeat of the Demon Ancestor Rahu.

Therefore, Kunpeng set its sights on the Karmic Fire Red Lotus.

"Netherworld Blood Sea... Styx..." In the blood-red eyes of the Slaughter Avatar, the cold killing intent remained unwavering, showing only absolute focus once the target was clear.

With a single step, its figure instantly blurred, transforming into a streak of blood-red light, almost impossible to detect by divine sense, purely condensed from killing intent. It silently pierced through the layers of spatial barriers of the Ruins of Return, rushing toward the desolate wasteland where filth and karma converged—the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The Northern Sea Abyss returned to its deathly silence, with only the Kunpeng's true form sitting cross-legged on the Dao Platform, its aura growing ever more profound and unfathomable.

The power of the Void slowly circulated, like an invisible vortex, swallowing and disrupting all auras and secrets of heaven.

The Styx River, far away in the Netherworld Blood Sea, suddenly felt a chill run down its spine, but it didn't know how to describe the feeling.

After all, Styx never imagined that someone would dare to target him.

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