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

Chapter 99 Chaos Meets Yang Mei

True chaos is a state of nothingness without time, space, direction, or past and present; no concepts exist. However, when a chaotic god or demon appears, chaos acquires a concept, and chaos transforms from nothingness into existence. As more and more chaotic gods, demons, and beings are born, the concept of the existence of chaos becomes stronger and stronger.

Finally, Pangu separated heaven and earth, and chaos was split apart, thus ending this period of history.

At this moment, Kunpeng dared not wander off; he stayed put to recover.

Kunpeng is not a chaotic god or demon. Although he can refine chaotic energy to restore himself, this is too inefficient.

Perhaps he could have tried when he was at his peak, but right now he is seriously injured, in a state of chaos, and constantly facing danger.

The most important thing right now is to recover from the injury as soon as possible.

Fortunately, he had a portable Middle Thousand World, whose innate spiritual energy was enough to restore him to his peak condition.

The broken demon body of Kunpeng resided in the core of its own inner world, and the rich innate spiritual energy, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, surged wildly into its dried-up meridians and shattered demon bones.

The terrifying wounds left by the power of the Ruins of Destruction were slowly but steadily healing under the nourishment of the vast spiritual energy.

In the chaos, time had no meaning. Kunpeng felt his condition gradually rise from the depths of near death until the immense spiritual power that had once stirred up the winds and clouds of the Northern Underworld surged and roared within him again. Only then did he slowly open his still sharp, dark green eyes.

His injuries were fully healed, and because he burned his source energy in the desolate realm of Guixu and struggled to survive on the edge of chaos, his demonic body was even more refined.

But Kunpeng showed no joy on his face, only solemnity.

He put away the world of Shen Shou and once again placed himself in the chaotic void that was without beginning or end, without top or bottom, where even his own existence seemed to be diluted.

"Primordial World—Coordinates!" Kunpeng roared in his heart; this was his only obsession.

He held his breath and focused his mind, his primordial spirit spreading out like a spider web, struggling to capture that faint, almost extinguished "existence" originating from the primordial world in the vast chaos of "nothingness"—the life imprint of his birth and roots here.

This glimmer of feeling became his only compass in this absolute nothingness.

Following this barely perceptible guidance, Kunpeng spread its enormous wings that blotted out the sky (though severely damaged in the Ruins of Return, it has now recovered some of its divine power), stirring up the viscous chaotic air currents, and began its journey of unknown duration.

Without sunrise or sunset, without spatial reference, each flap of wings is like a futile struggle in eternal stillness.

If it weren't for that primordial mark that flickered like a candle in the wind but never went out, and if it weren't for the chaotic energy constantly eroding his protective demonic light, forcing him to exert all his magical power to resist, Kunpeng would almost doubt whether he was standing still, trapped in the eternal dream woven by chaos.

I don't know how many "moments" or "eternities" have passed.

Just as Kunpeng's mind was becoming increasingly agitated by the endless loneliness and pressure of assimilation, the eternal, unchanging chaos and nothingness in front of him suddenly "changed"!

A forest?

This scene was so absurd that it sent chills down Kunpeng's spine!

How can there be a forest in the midst of chaos?

It was not a forest from the primordial world or any known world. It was composed of twisted and folded fragments of space, time and dust solidified like crystal, and strange "branches" flowing with the origin of chaos.

It quietly takes root in the void, each "leaf" like a broken mirror, reflecting bizarre and fragmented dimensional scenes.

Its very existence is a strong negation of the concept of chaos and "nothingness," exuding an indescribable and essential incompatibility!

"Something unusual must be going on!" Kunpeng's inherent caution instantly overwhelmed all curiosity.

Without hesitation, he suppressed his aura, and his massive body made a sharp turn in the chaotic air currents, trying to get far away from this eerie and chilling "forest".

However, just as the thought of turning around arose, before his wings even had a chance to flap, a whoosh!

An irresistible and overwhelming spatial force suddenly descended! The chaos around him seemed to instantly solidify into crystals billions of times harder than the Northern Dark Ice, freezing his enormous demonic body firmly in place.

He felt as if he were sealed inside a huge, invisible piece of amber, making even turning his eyes incredibly difficult. All his struggles, whether it was the burst of demonic power or the activation of his innate supernatural abilities, were like mud oxen entering the sea, easily dissipated by the invisible force field emanating from this eerie forest.

"Interesting—" A plain and unremarkable voice, yet seemingly resounding directly from the depths of Kunpeng's primordial spirit, carried a hint of antiquity and playfulness, and came clearly.

This "forest" is the manifestation of the Chaos God and Demon raising an eyebrow and reshaping the body of the Chaos God and Demon at the edge of chaos!

After his fall in the War of Creation, his surviving true spirit, carrying his own consciousness, was reincarnated in the primordial world. His true spirit was reborn by attaching itself to the "Hollow Willow," one of the ten innate spiritual roots.

This spiritual root is naturally compatible with the Great Dao of Space, making it the perfect vessel for him to reshape the body of the Chaos Demon God and even surpass his previous life's foundation.

The strange forest phenomenon that now envelops Kunpeng is the unique domain formed by the intertwining of the Daoist essence of the hollow willow with chaos during the process of Yang Mei refining the origin of chaos and reforging the demonic body!

When the Kunpeng, a creature bearing the strong "imprint" of the primordial world, burst into this silent edge of chaos like a torch in the night, Yangmei instantly sensed it.

What made this ancient god-demon's gaze narrow slightly was that he could clearly smell the strong aura of other chaotic gods-demons from the bird, including the power of "slaughter" and "five elements," as well as—a trace of the extremely subtle yet incredibly familiar aura of the "Hongjun" Daoist mark!

Although Yangmei had left the prehistoric world, he had not gone far.

Reconstructing his demonic body will take time, but more importantly, he has a crucial "item" that he has left behind in the primordial world!

That was something he had to retrieve, as it concerned his future path.

Originally, he could only lie low here, waiting for the primordial world to fall into another great calamity and for the control of the world by the three paths of heaven, earth, and man to appear to be broken before he could risk sneaking in.

That will be a long and uncertain wait.

However, at this moment, a primordial being from the primordial world, heavily injured (although he has recovered, Yang Mei can sense that his foundation is damaged), and bearing the mark of Hongjun, appeared.

They actually delivered themselves to his doorstep, wandering around in the chaos like headless flies, and finally crashed into his domain!

A ripple stirred in the still, deep lake of Yangmei's heart.

He looked at the Kunpeng trapped in the spatial amber, its eyes filled with shock and anger, and a barely perceptible smile seemed to appear on the corner of his mouth.

This chess piece—it seems to be more interesting and more valuable than he expected.

Was it Hongjun's doing?

This is a good opportunity to take advantage of.