Primordial Era: Me, starting with the Primordial Enlightenment Tree

In the boundless void, the divine bird was emitting an extremely mournful cry.

Its divine feathers were torn off one by one, and crimson blood gushed wildly down its body.

The divine bird's eyes gradually dimmed, and it emitted soft, mournful chirps.

The surrounding demon cultivators who witnessed this scene all felt a chill run down their spines and their scalps tingle. That was a genuine demon king!

Now he has been captured alive, and his feathers are being plucked out one by one. Who wouldn't be terrified by such a gruesome sight?

Zhu Rong stood tall in the void, his figure as straight as a pine tree, his eyes as sharp as a drawn sword, his hands stained with dripping blood, and blood-stained feathers falling from his fingertips. He laughed loudly, "Witch Clan warriors, tonight we'll bless you and stew the Demon Clan's divine bird!"

"Awooooo!"

"May the Ancestral Witch Zhurong be mighty! We'll have soup tonight!"

"What demon king? In Lord Zhu Rong's hands, he's nothing but a little bird!" Many Wu Clan warriors cheered.

Seeing Zhu Rong's overwhelming ferocity, the surrounding demons' pupils shrank, and they instinctively retreated one after another.

When the Time-Space Demon King saw the Ancestral Witch of the Witch Clan personally taking the stage, he showed no panic. As he turned his palm, an ancient staff suddenly appeared. This was the Time-Space Staff, his innate spiritual treasure.

The Time-Space Demon King raised his hand and summoned the Time-Space Staff. In an instant, countless fragments of time and space surged and converged, transforming into a vast and mighty river of time and space, which rushed fiercely towards the Great Witch Xingtian.

Xing Tian was directly impacted by this immense power of spacetime, and the giant shield in his hand suddenly burst forth with dazzling divine light, with countless radiant Dao runes appearing on its surface.

"Get out!" the Time-Space Demon King roared, and the boundless fragments of time and space suddenly condensed, transforming into an incomparably sharp Time-Space Divine Spear. With one strike, he blasted the Great Witch Xingtian back. In a flash, he appeared in front of Zhu Rong, and with overwhelming killing intent, he slammed down a palm strike.

The palm print was shrouded in profound laws of space and time, seemingly carrying the immense power of space and time from all the heavens and myriad realms, pressing down upon Zhu Rong. Golden light burst forth from Zhu Rong's eyes, his iron fist clenched tightly, and he commanded all the divine fire of the Nine Heavens, unleashing a punch with the power to scorch the heavens and boil the seas to meet the attack head-on.

bang one by one

Fragments of spacetime scattered like a sudden rain in the boundless void, their dazzling divine light illuminating the entire primordial universe.

The endless, blazing sparks exploded in the sky, like fireworks bursting in a grand spectacle, dazzlingly blooming in the vast, primordial void.

Even in the vast and desolate East Sea, hundreds of millions of miles away, this dazzling divine light could be clearly seen.

And at that very moment.

In the Purple Mansion on the shore of the East Sea, a place of primordial chaos, blessed by heaven and earth, with fertile land stretching for thousands of miles.

Without warning, a crimson streak of light descended from beyond the heavens and silently entered the body of the Eastern King Duke.

The Eastern King was completely unaware of the crimson light that had invaded his body.

A moment later, he suddenly stood up, a strange and sinister glint flashing in his eyes.

His entire demeanor changed drastically, as if he had become a completely different person.

The scene before my eyes was truly bizarre to the extreme.

At the same time, a faint, ethereal voice quietly rang in his ears.

"Go to Buzhou Mountain to stop the war between the Wu and Yao tribes."

As the sound slowly dissipated.

Dongwanggong immediately transmitted his thoughts and said, "Cultivators of the Purple Mansion, our duty is to keep the prehistoric world at peace. Now that a war has broken out at Buzhou Mountain, it is time for our Purple Mansion to take action."

Swish swish!

In an instant, hundreds of Great Luo Golden Immortals appeared together, and tens of thousands of Taiyi Golden Immortals lined up in a grand formation, all appearing outside the gate of the Purple Mansion.

Dongwang Gong said, "Follow me to Buzhou Mountain!" The next moment, someone opened a teleportation channel.

Within the Purple Mansion, there are countless talented individuals. Among them is a Great Luo Golden Immortal who specializes in cultivating the laws of space. For tens of thousands of years, he has been responsible for establishing spatial passages throughout the prehistoric world. As long as one goes to a place and invests enough energy, one can travel to any location in the prehistoric universe.

On Mount Buzhou, there is a spatial passage point to their Purple Mansion.

Therefore, their journey to Buzhou Mountain will only take a few days. Moreover, they can teleport hundreds of thousands of Purple Mansion cultivators at once.

Today, the powerful figures of the Purple Mansion set off together. Hundreds of Great Luo Golden Immortals and tens of thousands of Taiyi Golden Immortals are enough to shock the billions of immortals and gods in the prehistoric world. Even the demon race could not possibly gather so many powerful figures.

Meanwhile, on Mount Buzhou, the Wu tribe and the Yao tribe were still locked in a bloody battle.

Although the witch clan was brave and skilled in battle, with one witch being worth ten demons, the demons simply outnumbered them!

A steady stream of demons gathered in the western part of Buzhou Mountain. In just a few days, tens of millions of Wu people had perished, while the number of demons who died was even greater, exceeding one hundred million.

After a demon cultivator dies, he is thrown into the Pangu Blood Pool, and the same is true for the witch clan.

Hundreds of millions of corpses were thrown into the Pangu Blood Pool, and the creation of the Witch Clan began in a frenzy.

The witch clan's willingness to exchange lives for lives was well worth it.

Although the Wu Clan lost tens of millions, the hundreds of millions of cultivators killed by the Demon Clan were enough to create tens of millions of new Wu Clan souls.

By any measure, the Witch Clan wouldn't lose money on this deal. Moreover, the Witch Clan could train even more warriors.

The battle between the Wu and Yao races began to spread from Buzhou Mountain, shaking the gods of the primordial world. They never expected that there would be another race in the primordial world that dared to oppose the Yao race.

All the gods rushed to Buzhou Mountain to watch the battle.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the void trembled, and a large bell appeared, along with a divine image.

This is Di Jun and Tai Yi arriving.

Eight demon gods followed behind him.

"Haha! I knew it, those two three-legged crows couldn't resist."

At this moment, Dijiang also appeared in the void with the rest of the Ancestral Witches.

In an instant!

The entire void was tense and oppressive. Various laws appeared in the heavens and earth, with light dancing in the air. Chains of divine order pierced through the sky and the earth, and powerful auras swept across the nine heavens and ten earths. Countless living beings in the primordial world felt an immense pressure.

The terrifying aura threatened to shatter the heavens and earth.

The demon king, demon emperor, and eight demon gods of the demon race confronted the twelve ancestral witches of the witch race. The scene was truly breathtaking.

This space is collapsing, and the laws of spacetime are in disarray.

The earth below, unable to withstand such terrifying pressure, began to crumble.

Those lower-level demons and witches died instantly, bleeding from all seven orifices. It was merely the sheer force of their aura that caused the deaths of millions of lives in an instant.

Dijiang Zuwu stared at Donghuang Taiyi with eyes as sharp as a blade that could split the heavens, slashing towards Donghuang Taiyi with overwhelming force that nothing could withstand.

Donghuang Taiyi's eyes flashed, and a blazing sun-like flame shot out, as if the sun itself had sunk.

Bang!

Two beams of light collided fiercely in the void, then exploded like a thunderbolt, meeting there with a deafening roar that instantly turned the space in between into nothingness, where chaotic energy permeated the air.

The twelve Ancestral Witches were like chaotic gods and demons, each radiating a powerful will.

Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, and many other demon gods are also competing in terms of momentum.

This is an extremely powerful clash between the top experts of the demon race and the top experts of the witch race.