Primordial Era: Me, starting with the Primordial Enlightenment Tree

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The vast Kunlun Mountains.

The Three Pure Ones sit side by side, cross-legged!

When Di Jun and Tai Yi proclaimed the establishment of the demon race, their resounding voices echoed across the primordial world to Kunlun. Almost simultaneously, the three of them opened their long-closed eyes.

"Hmph! What arrogant demons! What outrageous words! Those two feathered beasts, Di Jun and Tai Yi, dare to claim that all those who have achieved cultivation in the primordial world are demons! They actually want to lump us, the true descendants of Pangu, together with those scaled, horned, egg-born mountain monsters! This is utterly disregarding us, the Three Pure Ones!"

The Primordial Celestial was immediately enraged.

"Eldest brother, third brother, what are your thoughts on this matter?"

The gaze of the Primordial Celestial Venerable fell directly on the two, Taiqing Laozi and Tongtian Jiaozhu.

Upon hearing the question posed by Yuanshi Tianzun, Taiqing Laozi lightly waved his Taiyi whisk before speaking unhurriedly:

"Second brother, there is no need to be angry. In this primordial world, the Wu Clan is currently at the height of its power. It is no exaggeration to say that it is the number one overlord in the primordial world. Moreover, the Wu Clan beings are born with incomparably strong physical bodies and have always fed on the demon race. Therefore, from the very beginning of the separation of heaven and earth, it was already destined that the Wu and demon races would become mortal enemies who would fight to the death in the future."

Therefore, we only need to sit firmly atop Mount Kunlun and watch the fierce battle between the Lich and Demon races; why should we personally wade into these muddy waters?

Although Laozi's words at this moment are all reasonable and insightful.

At this moment, the heart of the Primordial Celestial Venerable was still surging with boundless rage. He felt that to let Di Jun and Tai Yi off so easily was far too lenient on them! It also diminished the supreme dignity of us Three Pure Ones as the true descendants of Pangu!

"Alright, Second Brother, let's follow Eldest Brother's arrangements!"

Seeing that the Primordial Celestial Venerable was still furious, the Tongtian Sect Master immediately spoke up to persuade him.

"Fine!"

At the same time.

In a secluded area deep within Buzhou Mountain.

A hint of mild anger quietly rose on Nuwa's stunningly beautiful face, which was unparalleled in the primordial world.

It was at that very same moment.

The primordial western land.

In a secluded valley bathed in golden light, Jieyin and Zhunti sat side by side, cross-legged!

"Alas, senior brother, why didn't the two of us think of such a plan back then?"

Upon learning that Dijun and Taiyi had established the demon race and ascended to the throne, Zhunti's face was immediately filled with regret.

"Junior brother, there's no need to be so disheartened! Although Di Jun and Tai Yi have usurped the positions of Demon Emperor and Demon King, and have even seized the immense fortune of all the demons in the primordial world, in this world, there are gains and losses!"

"Originally, only the Wu Clan dominated this primordial world. But now, the Demon Clan has emerged, creating a situation where the Wu and Demon Clans are rivals vying for supremacy! As the saying goes, when two tigers fight, one will surely be injured! When that time comes, we only need to calmly plan and perhaps we can obtain an unexpected and great opportunity!"

Jieyin glanced at Zhunti beside him and spoke in a calm tone, showing no emotion whatsoever at the sudden emergence of the demon race.

"Hmm? An unexpected benefit?"

"Senior brother, do you perhaps already have a foolproof plan?"

Zhunti, his face full of curiosity, quickly pressed for an answer.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhunti, at Jieyin's prompting glance, quickly leaned forward and listened attentively!

"Junior brother, when the time is right, the two of us can do it this way..."

"Alright, senior brother, I'll leave this matter entirely to you."

Upon hearing Jieyin's complete plan, Zhunti's face immediately lit up with a knowing smile.

It was at this moment.

The Northern Sea of ​​the primordial land.

At this moment, in the dark and lightless depths of the Northern Sea, a magnificent palace, as black as ink, floats and sinks in the icy water, its body constantly flashing with chilling dark light.

At this moment, inside the main hall of this palace, Kunpeng sat cross-legged in the center of the hall with a solemn expression, his hands constantly moving up and down to form hand seals, continuously outlining and carving unknown patterns in the void in front of him.

With each stroke of the void, a clear pattern would appear in the void as Kunpeng's fingertips, which were shrouded in a hazy gray light, passed through it.

As soon as these patterns and marks appeared, they seemed to possess intelligence, constantly twisting and changing in the void, then intertwining and connecting with each other, eventually condensing into obscure and profound mysterious runes that are difficult for ordinary people to discern!

As soon as these runes took shape, they emitted a faint, dark light, then floated to the dome of the main hall, where they were arranged in an orderly manner according to a specific pattern, exuding an indescribable sense of mystery!

Seeing this, Kunpeng's face, which was perpetually shrouded in gloom, instantly blossomed into a wildly joyful smile. He couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Haha! Demon script! I, Kunpeng, have finally created this exclusive demon script! Given time, once I have completely perfected this demon script, I will spread it throughout the entire primordial world! At that time, I will be the Demon Master, revered by all demons in this primordial world! Let's see who dares to challenge me then! Haha!"

Of all times!

"I, Emperor Jun (I, Taiyi)... In this primordial world, all beings who have achieved cultivation shall belong to the Demon Race! The Demon Race is officially established today!"

"Boom!"

The sudden, earth-shaking sound of the Great Dao instantly interrupted all of Kunpeng's thoughts and actions, causing his hand, which had just been raised into the air, to freeze in place, like a motionless stone sculpture!

The news of Di Jun and Tai Yi establishing the demon race came too quickly and too suddenly, leaving Kunpeng with absolutely no room for preparation.

Kunpeng's initial elation and joy vanished instantly upon hearing this news!

The frustration and resentment of having the opportunity and fortune he had painstakingly worked for thousands of years to finally grasp snatched away by someone else in an instant filled Kunpeng's entire chest!

"Ugh!"

"Dijun, Taiyi!"

The Kunpeng let out a furious roar that shook the seabed.

Just a few breaths later.

Enraged, Kunpeng immediately spat out a mouthful of blood! It's no wonder Kunpeng was so furious!

Back when he was listening to the Dao at Zixiao Palace, he was defeated in public by the Tongtian Sect Leader. In addition, when he was fighting for the Innate Gourd Vine at Buzhou Mountain, his physical body was shattered on the spot by Tianci. These one humiliation after another had made Kunpeng realize that there were countless beings in this prehistoric world whose cultivation was far superior to his. His innate arrogance had long been worn down, and he felt deeply ashamed of these past events. After much painful reflection, he realized that...

Kunpeng had been searching desperately for a shortcut to quickly improve his cultivation, hoping that one day he could personally defeat Tongtian Jiaozhu and Tianci and avenge his previous humiliation.

However, the path of cultivation is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind. No matter how mediocre a mortal being is, or a self-proclaimed noble innate demon god like Kunpeng, as long as one has not yet attained the Great Luo Golden Immortal of Hunyuan, no one can escape this iron law. Finding a shortcut on the path of cultivation is as difficult as ascending to heaven!

In this vast and desolate world, if one wants to find a shortcut in cultivation, besides those supreme treasures that can defy fate and change destiny, such as divine objects like Pangu's essence blood, merit and fortune have become the first choice for all cultivators.

For Kunpeng, who was eager to improve his strength but had nothing of value and was penniless, those rare and precious treasures were clearly unrealistic luxuries.

That is why Kunpeng set all his sights on merit and fortune!

However, while merit and good fortune have infinite uses, they are not so easily obtained.

Since his physical body was shattered by Tianci at Buzhou Mountain, Kunpeng did not immediately return to his old nest in the Northern Sea. Instead, he set off from Buzhou Mountain and traveled all over the prehistoric world, carefully observing all things in heaven and earth, and searching for a way to gain merit and fortune.

Hard work pays off.

Finally, after a full thousand years.

Finally, Kunpeng discovered that among the billions of monsters in the primordial world, although most of them knew some rudimentary cultivation methods, they were still clueless about cultivation because they had no senior experts to teach them carefully. Even though these monsters were not unintelligent, they knew only what to do but not why.

Moreover, apart from a very few special demon beasts born with inherited memories, the vast majority of demon beasts in the prehistoric world are simply unable to pass on their lifelong cultivation experience completely to the next generation.

Even if the teachings are passed down orally, the differences in the practitioners' cultivation and understanding will lead to the original teachings becoming unrecognizable and ambiguous after only a few generations.

This is why most of the demon beasts in the prehistoric world today can only rely on their own innate talents and instincts to explore the methods of enlightenment, cultivation, and transformation from the day they are born.

However, there are countless monsters in the primordial world, and not every monster can possess such outstanding talent, excellent aptitude, and profound background.

For this reason, the complete inheritance of cultivation techniques and insights has become the most urgent matter that billions of monsters in the prehistoric world want to resolve!

This is one of the fundamental reasons why, despite the countless monsters in the primordial world, they were still constantly bullied and defeated by the Wu tribe!

If anyone can completely solve this problem, it would undoubtedly be an immense blessing to the countless monsters of the prehistoric world!

Even the Heavenly Dao, which governs the primordial world, would never turn a blind eye to this. It would surely bestow immeasurable amounts of merit. But even more important than merit is the ethereal yet immense fortune that can determine life and death!

The person who can solve this problem at its root will surely be sincerely worshipped by billions of monsters in the primordial world, and even receive devout faith for lifetimes to come!

This is the inexhaustible and boundless magnificent fortune!

To break through the shackles of Quasi-Saint, and even ultimately attain the Primordial Dao, this fortune is an indispensable core foundation!

Having thoroughly grasped the key to this matter, Kunpeng was immediately filled with boundless fighting spirit and ambition!

Over the next few thousand years, Kunpeng racked his brains and finally came up with a way that could change the entire prehistoric world: to create his own "writing"!

More accurately, it is the "demon script" that belongs exclusively to the demon race.

A unique rune that allows all the monsters in the primordial world to easily understand and learn how to use!

Having figured all this out, Kunpeng immediately set off to return to his old nest in the Northern Sea!

Upon arriving at the Northern Sea, Kunpeng immediately summoned his only magical artifact, the Demon Master's Palace.

Originally, this all-black palace magic treasure did not have a formal name. However, Kunpeng, who was determined to create his own demon script, suddenly had a whim and gave this dark palace a name that he thought was incomparably domineering!

Demon Master's Palace!

Kunpeng's ambition is obvious; he wants to become the teacher of all the demons in the primordial world! It is not hard to see from this that Kunpeng has such grand expectations and ambitions for the demon script he is about to create.

At the same time, Kunpeng had already planned that after the demon script was completely created, he would spread out some of his unused but not inferior cultivation techniques, as well as his life's cultivation experience, through the medium of the demon script!

In this way, his title of "Demon Master" is truly well-deserved!

If Kunpeng's plan can be fully realized, then it would not be an exaggeration to have billions of demons in the prehistoric world respectfully call Kunpeng "Demon Master"!