Primordial Era: I, Hongyun, take charge of the literary path

"Boom! Rumble!!"

Just as Jinlong was trying to find a flaw in the formation and break through to escape, the Four Symbols Formation suddenly emitted a rumbling sound, and death followed closely behind.

Jinlong's expression changed drastically, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes. He shouted, his voice filled with bravado but not genuine fear, "Kill me, and the Dragon Clan will not let you go!"

"The four elements reverse, and all heavens are destroyed!"

Xueyun's icy voice rang out within the great formation.

Blood Cloud indifferently operated the formation, giving the Golden Dragon no room to resist. As for offending the Dragon Clan?

Hehe, so what if I offended you?

He has been hunted by the dragons for thousands of years, yet the dragons still can't do anything about him.

Xueyun pointed a finger at the void, and a beam of mysterious light appeared and disappeared into the great formation. The mysterious light transformed into runes that shimmered with a dark luster, and a soaring aura shook the surrounding area.

The moment the runes appeared, the entire Four Symbols Formation was instantly detonated, the present and the future intertwined, and the dark destructive power seemed to ignite from nothingness like flames.

The destructive power devoured everything within the formation.

"Roar—!"

The golden dragon vanished amidst its agonizing howls.

Xueyun withdrew the Four Symbols Formation, holding the Four Symbols Formation Flag in his hand, a hint of joy appearing on his face.

Jinlong died and never came back to life.

"Phew, it's all over."

Xueyun exhaled a breath of turbid air; his years of wandering and displacement had finally come to an end today.

As for whether the dragons will continue to hunt him down?

Once the Dragon-Han Calamity ends, the Dragon Clan will be fortunate if they are no longer afraid of Blood Cloud's revenge.

"Not bad, a dragon pearl at the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal and a high-grade acquired spiritual treasure, not a bad haul."

Xue Yun glanced at the Dragon Ball and Silver Ring Blade in his hand, then casually put them away. He didn't need them, but he could give them to his disciples later. Good things shouldn't be wasted.

After glancing at the primordial world filled with the aura of calamity, Xue Yun turned and fled towards Buzhou Mountain. He did not intend to leave before the Dragon-Han Calamity and the struggle between Dao and Demon ended.

This was Xueyun's first battle against a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, and he even killed one of them. He gained many insights from this experience.

He'll be in seclusion at Buzhou Mountain until the end of the Great Tribulation, and his cultivation might even improve a bit more.

No one cared about Jinlong's death, because the three clans of dragon, phoenix, and qilin were engaged in a great war, and many great immortals had died, let alone Jinlong, who was just a minor character.

On the other side, the core battlefield of the three races.

In a place where no one could see them, several figures were hidden in the void, watching the war between the three races.

"The combined strength of these three races is truly terrifying."

An old Taoist priest with a Tai Chi symbol on his head watched the three clans fight, his eyes showing a hint of shock.

This person is none other than the Yin-Yang Ancestor!

"Yes, the three races have incredibly strong foundations."

A middle-aged man in a gray Taoist robe agreed with the Yin-Yang Ancestor's words; he was the Yangmei Ancestor.

"Hmph, the three races are in the midst of calamity, yet they show no remorse, creating boundless karmic debts of slaughter. Their fortunes have already declined, and there is no way to reverse the situation. They are destined to be rejected by the Heavenly Dao."

An old Taoist priest with the Qiankun Cauldron on his head watched the three clans fight, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

This person is none other than the Ancestor of Heaven and Earth.

The other old Taoist priest remained indifferent and unmoved, with auspicious clouds above his head; he was none other than Hongjun Laozu.

Many other powerful figures were also watching closely, their eyes filled with shock as they observed the three races engaged in battle. They were all astonished by the profound strength displayed by the three races.

They are strong, but they are also isolated. How can they compare to an entire race?

"Hahaha--!"

On Mount Sumeru, Rahu watched the endless stream of malevolent energy surging towards him and laughed excitedly.

Luo Hou, wielding the Zhuxian Sword, set up an array to guide the Zhuxian Sword to absorb the endless evil energy surging in, making the four Zhuxian Swords even more terrifying.

"Haha, Hongjun, you wait, I will definitely kill you and then attain the Primordial Chaos Realm."

In addition, countless hidden cultivators emerged, concealed throughout the world, releasing their divine senses to investigate, their eyes revealing a strange glint.

Once the three races show signs of decline, they will definitely intervene and bring them down from their pedestals.

Because nobody wants someone above them.

The great battle was raging.

The bodies of Zulong, Shiqilin, and Yuanfeng were covered in wounds and bloodstains.

After seeing that the three ancestors of the three races were seriously injured, a group of people appeared in the void and killed any members of the three races they encountered.

Each of them possessed at least the cultivation level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and at this moment, they recklessly attacked the disciples of the three clans.

The members of the three clans roared and charged wildly, not caring about anyone else; they would kill anyone they encountered.

They were so enraged that, seeing they were no match for the enemy, they even ran into the crowd and self-destructed.

Explosions rang out continuously as countless cultivators self-destructed, dragging their opponents down with them.

The void was shattered, black holes appeared one after another, light came out intermittently, and terrifying supernatural powers such as mountain-like blood claws and a hazy gray world appeared one after another.

Many ancestor-level cultivators perished directly.

As more and more people perish, the secrets of heaven gradually become clear, and the malevolent energy of the great calamity begins to dissipate.

In an instant, the three clans and their three ancestors realized what was happening.

Although the three were seriously injured, they still maintained their dignity, though their expressions were not good.

Looking at the few remaining members of the three clans, Shi Qilin and the other two had dark, gloomy faces, their hearts bleeding.

At that moment, they realized they had been tricked.

At that time, they were in the midst of a great calamity, surrounded by the aura of impending doom. Unable to foresee the consequences, they were driven by the prevailing forces to fight each other.

The three races of dragon, phoenix, and qilin were born with the fortune of heaven and earth and were born with great supernatural powers, but they did not know how to cherish them, and instead fought recklessly, causing havoc in the primordial world.

Therefore, it was intolerable to Heaven, and due to the entanglement of cause and effect, a great calamity arose.

After the heavenly secrets were revealed, the three ancestral dragons knew their fate: to perish and return to the world.

Looking at the devastation they had caused to the primordial world and the remaining descendants of the three races, the three had no choice but to face reality.

"Heh heh, I, the Ancestral Dragon, destroyed the Dragon Clan and all the primordial races. Since that's the case, then—"

The First Emperor roared to the sky as he rose up.

"By the will of Heaven, I am willing to transform myself into the primordial chaos to mend the broken world. From this day forward, the Dragon Clan will guard the sea eyes of the four seas of the primordial chaos and will never set foot on the primordial land again."

Above the heavens, an unparalleled power appeared, and the Ancestral Dragon instantly vanished into the world.

A force swept the dragon away and disappeared.

The evil energy of the calamity has decreased by one-third, and the land in the east has been reshaped by boundless vitality and creation.

Yuan Feng and Shi Qilin exchanged a glance, then suddenly soared into the sky and shouted.

"By the will of Heaven, I am willing to transform myself into the primordial chaos to mend the broken world. From this day forward, the Phoenix Clan will guard the immortal volcano of the primordial chaos and never set foot on the primordial land again."

"By the will of Heaven, I am willing to transform myself into the primordial chaos to mend the broken world. From this day forward, the Qilin clan will guard the primordial earth veins, transform into auspicious beasts, and bring blessings to the world."

Afterwards, the members of the Qilin and Phoenix clans were also swept away by a force and disappeared.

The heavens and earth in the south and north seemed to have been reshaped, the shattered land was restored to its original state, and at the same time, the evil energy of the calamity between heaven and earth was reduced by more than half in an instant.

After the three of them swore an oath to the heavens, the power of the Heavenly Dao immediately dissipated, and the great supernatural beings hiding in the void were already covered in cold sweat.

That is the primordial Heavenly Dao!

Being watched by a Heavenly Dao is no laughing matter; one wrong move and you could lose your life.