Primordial Era: Me, starting with the Primordial Enlightenment Tree

When that time comes, the immense fortune gathered by billions of primordial beasts will all belong to Kunpeng. With such overwhelming fortune in hand, Kunpeng will have a great chance of proving the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos in the future.

But now, all the plans have become completely impossible because of Di Jun and Tai Yi's cry, "Demon race, rise!"

Even though the fortune of the demon race is vast and boundless, it cannot withstand being divided up by so many living beings!

Moreover, Di Jun and Tai Yi established the demon race before Kunpeng, protecting all the demons in the prehistoric world. This will surely make the vast majority of the middle and lower-level demons in the prehistoric world submit to them.

Those powerful demons in high positions would not have much interest in the demon script and cultivation techniques that Kunpeng was studying!

Therefore, even if Kunpeng were to create demon script in the future, bringing blessings to all demons in the prehistoric world, it would only be icing on the cake, making the demon race established by Dijun and Taiyi even stronger!

When that time comes, even if Kunpeng can share a bit of the demon race's fortune, it will be worlds apart from his initial plans and expectations, and they will be incomparable.

At this moment, Kunpeng wished he could tear Dijun and Taiyi, who had ruined his entire plan, to pieces!

But he also knew that this was simply impossible!

Over the past tens of thousands of years, Kunpeng has traveled all over the primordial land, witnessing the joys and sorrows of all living beings. Although his state of mind has improved, his cultivation level is still quite far from the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Compared to Di Jun and Tai Yi, he was ultimately a step weaker.

The River Chart and Luo Book in Di Jun's hands alone were enough to leave him helpless, not to mention the Chaos Bell, a supreme innate treasure in Taiyi's hands.

He already had a premonition that Di Jun and Tai Yi's cultivation had reached the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

He was filled with hatred!

He regretted that he didn't have a top-tier magical treasure that suited him.

Moreover, Di Jun and Tai Yi are now recognized by the demon race as the Heavenly Emperor and the Eastern Emperor, respectively, and they govern the billions of demon beings in the prehistoric world.

He was even less likely to be a match for those two.

All of that is fine, but what's really bothering Kunpeng right now is...

Even if he eventually created the complete demon script, although it might bring him some merit and luck, the greater benefits would instead become a powerful tool to strengthen the demon race under Di Jun and Tai Yi's command!

In the end, it was all for someone else's benefit! "Ah..."

Why...?

"How did it turn out like this!"

Thinking of how the results he had painstakingly developed over thousands of years would ultimately benefit others, Kunpeng could no longer suppress his resentment and immediately let out a long roar to the sky.

After an unknown amount of time, Kunpeng, having vented all his pent-up frustration, finally calmed down his turbulent emotions.

But his face was still filled with an unquenchable anger.

Even though my heart is full of resentment and bitterness.

Creating the demon script has already failed to achieve the initial desired effect, but if we give up halfway, then all the painstaking efforts of the past thousands of years will be in vain.

If it really comes to that, he will only feel more resentful.

Filled with helplessness, Kunpeng pondered for a long time before finally continuing to refine and perfect the demon script, harboring a heart full of anger and frustration!

Time flies by.

A whole century has passed in the blink of an eye.

On that very day.

Kunpeng finally completed the creation of the complete demon script.

"Now, I, Kunpeng, seeing that the demon race lacks a unified written language, making the transmission of their Dao difficult, have created this demon script to facilitate communication and the inheritance of Dao among all demons! I hope Heaven will be wise and discerning!"

Kunpeng raised its head and looked up at the vast sky, its expression solemn and dignified, and shouted loudly.

"Buzz"

Sure enough, the moment Kunpeng finished speaking, only a golden light of merit fell from the heavens, and then there were no more strange phenomena!

Seeing this, Kunpeng could only accept the pitifully small amount of merit light with tears in his eyes!

However, in the blink of an eye, under the baptism of this golden light of merit, Kunpeng's cultivation also broke through to the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

At the same time.

Deep within the primordial, dark, blood-soaked sea.

When news of Di Jun and Tai Yi establishing the demon race arrived, Styx, dressed in a blood-red robe, appeared on the surface of the Blood Sea.

"Haha! Di Jun, Tai Yi, although I resent your forcibly including us noble innate demon gods into the category of demon race, I still have to thank you properly here!"

"The demon race has been established, and the day when the demon and witch races vie for supremacy is not far off. When that time comes, the two races will fight to the death, and I eagerly anticipate how much fresh blood essence will be added to this sea of ​​blood!"

"Just fight with all your might! No matter how much life essence and filthy evil energy there is, let it all converge into my Netherworld Blood Sea! I will take it all, no matter how much comes! Di Jun, Tai Yi, the Twelve Ancestral Witches! I have been longing for your primordial blood essence for a long time, so don't disappoint me!"

Styx sneered inwardly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Styx's expression hardened, and he stretched out his wrinkled hands and suddenly lifted them into the void!

"Boundless sea of ​​blood, Netherworld Grand Array, activate!"

"Boom!"

As Styx finished speaking, a monstrous hurricane suddenly arose centered on his figure, and the endless sea of ​​blood beneath his feet instantly surged with towering waves! The surging blood water within millions of miles around rushed towards this place like a tidal wave!

This Netherworld Grand Array is a supreme array that Styx specially created after his defeat in the battle for the Primordial Gourd Vine at Buzhou Mountain, in order to improve his cultivation more quickly! Once fully activated, this array not only has extremely strong offensive and defensive power, but it can also absorb all the blood within millions of miles around, and then purify it layer by layer, finally selecting out the fresh blood and primordial essence blood containing immense energy.

This is naturally to make it easier for the Styx River to absorb the essence of blood to improve its own cultivation!

What Styx did not expect was that while this Netherworld Array was gathering blood, it also attracted all the surrounding blood and evil energy and ghosts and vengeful spirits. As time went by, the array became filled with howling winds and ghostly wails.

In the primordial world today, the Six Paths of Reincarnation have not yet been established, so the remnants of souls left after the death of living beings naturally have no final destination!

This is why the vast majority of remnant souls eventually transform into ferocious vengeful spirits!

This Netherworld Blood Sea is not only a place where blood and filth converge in the primordial world, but also the place where yin energy is most abundant in the world. For this reason, the Blood Sea naturally became the most perfect place for the vast majority of vengeful spirits to dwell!

The sea of ​​blood is vast and boundless. Even if it contains a large number of vengeful spirits, it will never feel crowded. However, as soon as the Netherworld Array of the River Styx is activated, it causes the endless vengeful spirits in the sea of ​​blood to frantically converge towards the center of the array!

These vengeful spirits were already filled with overwhelming negative emotions and ferocity. Now, they were forcibly gathered in one place and were also tainted by the surrounding bloodthirsty aura day and night. Their final fate was predictable!

Just as the eerie wind howled and ghosts wailed within the Netherworld Blood Sea, at the foot of Mount Buzhou, on a vast and boundless plain, in the Pangu Palace that pierced the clouds, the twelve Ancestral Witches sat cross-legged around the central "Blood Pool"!

The moment the news of the establishment of the demon race reached the Pangu Palace, all twelve ancestral witches trembled slightly and then opened their tightly closed eyes.

As the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Dijiang, who wields the laws of space, spoke first: "Dijun and Taiyi established the Demon Race, intending to gather all the demons of the primordial world to rival our Witch Race! My brothers and sisters, what are your thoughts on this matter?"