Primordial Era: Starting as a junior disciple of the Chan Sect to attain the Primordial Chaos.

Jiang Chuan fled in the northwest direction.

He left no obvious trace along the way.

Every so often, it would even write the character "净" (jing) in Cangjie script to completely erase any remaining energy within itself.

During the great calamity, the secrets of heaven are inherently chaotic.

Furthermore, the auspicious clouds further obscured the view.

It would be almost impossible for an ordinary Golden Immortal to track him down.

However, Jiang Chuan did not let his guard down because of this.

He knew very well that the fact that the demon race had begun to set up an ambush meant that they had become aware of the abnormalities on the outer battlefield.

If we continue along the original route, we will inevitably run into even tighter patrols sooner or later.

Therefore, he not only had to change direction.

He also wanted to mislead the demons about his direction.

Jiang Chuan waved his sleeve.

Three ghostly figures at the level of True Immortals flew out from the painting of Ten Thousand Ghosts Night Parade.

Each of the three ghostly figures was entwined with a wisp of demonic bloodlust.

They then fled in a southeast direction.

The ghostly figure is formless and intangible.

Its aura was once again concealed by the bloodlust.

If anyone were to investigate, they would only assume that the person who made the move in secret had already fled to the southeast.

After doing all this.

Jiang Chuan then completely suppressed his aura and continued heading northwest.

Several days later.

Above the dried-up river valley.

A sinister cloud rolled in.

Amidst the demonic clouds, a powerful demon warrior clad in crimson armor stood treading the air.

His cultivation level had clearly reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal level.

This demon is one of the patrol leaders of the nearby demon race.

Originally responsible for clearing the outer battlefield.

But now, one of his Golden Immortal demon generals, along with dozens of demon soldiers, has suddenly disappeared.

This naturally caught his attention.

The Crimson-Armored Demon General landed in the valley, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings.

This place has been thoroughly cleaned.

There were no bodies.

There is no remnant soul.

Even most of the traces of the battle were erased.

But the more this is the case, the more it indicates that the problem is significant.

"Such clean hands and feet."

The Crimson-Armored Demon General's eyes were gloomy.

"It seems that the person who made the move is no ordinary rogue cultivator."

A demon immortal whispered to someone nearby.

"Commander, should we continue the investigation?"

The Crimson-Armored Demon General raised his hand and grabbed a wisp of extremely faint aura.

That aura carried a hint of ghostly yin energy, mixed with the bloodthirstiness of the demon race.

Ultimately, it points southeast.

The Crimson-Armored Demon General snorted coldly.

"They went southeast?"

"Pass down the order to send three patrol teams to investigate."

"If any suspicious persons are discovered, arrest them immediately and summon them for questioning."

"I want to see who dares to take advantage of the demon race on the battlefield."

The demons immediately obeyed the order.

soon.

The three groups of demon soldiers chased after them in the southeast direction.

Meanwhile, the real Jiang Chuan was already hundreds of thousands of miles away in the northwest.

Deep in a desolate mountain.

Jiang Chuan sat cross-legged in the makeshift cave dwelling.

The surrounding area was filled with restrictions.

The Cangjie Book hangs before me, its faint, scholarly light illuminating all directions.

The painting of ten thousand ghosts parading at night unfolds quietly, obscuring the energy of the cave.

He didn't rush to go out again.

Previously, after merging with the corpse of a Golden Immortal Demon General, he forcibly suppressed his cultivation level and did not take advantage of the situation to break through.

But that fundamental force is ultimately not weak.

If we don't take this opportunity to thoroughly clean it up, it may leave some minor hidden dangers in the future.

Jiang Chuan is very patient.

He repeatedly circulated the Jade Purity Immortal Technique, smoothing out the magical power within his body until it was perfectly integrated and clear.

The difference between the late stage of Golden Immortal and the perfect Golden Immortal is only a fine line.

However, this line is not simply about the amount of magical power.

Rather, it is the foundation of the Dao that is perfectly integrated, and the primordial spirit that is without leakage.

If we simply rely on external resources to forcibly add to it, it will inevitably fall into a lower category.

Jiang Chuan wanted things to happen naturally.

Instead of forcing a breakthrough.

This process of refinement has taken forty-nine years.

Forty-nine years later.

Jiang Chuan slowly opened his eyes.

The part of the Golden Immortal Demon General's essence within his body had been completely refined by him.

The blood and evil energy were also completely expelled.

His magic was more concentrated than before.

He is just one opportunity away from reaching the pinnacle of the Golden Immortal realm.

However, Jiang Chuan did not insist.

In spiritual practice, the closer one gets to a critical juncture, the less one should be impatient.

Sometimes, forcing yourself to take a step forward is not as good as waiting half a day.

He removed the restriction and left the desolate mountain silently.

The following months.

Jiang Chuan did not easily merge with the corpse again.

Even if he encountered several Xuanxian demon corpses whose essence had not yet dissipated along the way, he only took away the useful materials.

Because his own magical power had reached a critical point.

Continuing to integrate external sources at this point will only make the breakthrough less pure.

In comparison, gathering the soul is a more reliable approach.

The Netherworld depicted in the "Night Parade of Ten Thousand Ghosts" scroll grows increasingly dense.

Although it is still a long way from becoming a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure.

However, the order in the diagram has gradually taken shape.

The souls that were initially taken in were mostly chaotic and disordered.

However, as the Great Virtue Underworld continuously suppressed and cleansed them, many of the remnant souls have regained some clarity.

Especially those remnants of human souls.

Grateful for Jiang Chuanwenzu's kindness, they did not cause any trouble after entering the map.

Instead, they actively attach themselves to the edge of the netherworld, reciting the voice of humanity.

These sounds were extremely faint.

However, when they come together, they add a touch of peace to the Night Parade of Ten Thousand Ghosts.

Seeing this, Jiang Chuan also understood somewhat.

The painting "Ten Thousand Ghosts Parade at Night" is named after ghosts.

However, if one only pursues brutality and killing, one will ultimately fall into a lower category.

The true path to growth should be based on the virtuous and righteous underworld, which shelters wandering souls, suppresses the fierce, and soothes the benevolent.

The true path to growth should be based on the virtuous and righteous underworld, which shelters wandering souls, suppresses the fierce, and soothes the benevolent.

In this way...

This treasure will become more than just a weapon in the future.

Rather, it is a place of rest and solitude where the souls of the dead are temporarily placed.

This actually aligns better with his previous plans.

This day.

Jiang Chuan arrived at a desolate plain.

This place should have originally been inhabited by human tribes.

Because many simple stone houses and traces of sacrificial fires still remain on the ground.

But now, the entire tribe has been completely destroyed.

Blood-red demonic patterns remain on the ground.

A large number of remnant souls drifted in the void.

Jiang Chuan stopped at a distance, his eyes slightly cold.

There are no signs of large-scale fighting here.

This indicates that this place is not a Lich Wars battlefield.

Instead, it was simply a human tribe that had been slaughtered by the demon race.

Jiang Chuan did not approach immediately.

He first released ghostly figures to explore the surroundings.

After confirming that there were no demons lying in ambush nearby, nor any powerful figures stationed there, they finally stepped into the ruins of the tribe.

As soon as I entered.

The surrounding remnant souls seemed to sense something.

One after another, the illusory figures looked up blankly at Jiang Chuan.

"King Munjo..."

"It's King Munjo..."

"King Munjo has arrived..."

"Wenzu, where have you been all these years? We miss you so much."

"..."

A faint, chaotic sound echoed through the ruins.

Jiang Chuan's heart sank slightly.

However, he remained calm.

During a great calamity, the more chaotic one's emotions are, the more easily one is drawn into the calamity's energy.

What he could do was not to recklessly charge into the heart of the demon realm and risk his life.

Instead, they first made sure to settle these lost souls.

Jiang Chuan unleashed the "Night Parade of Ten Thousand Ghosts" scroll.

The aura of the Netherworld slowly descended.

He then opened the Cangjie Book.

"install."

"Return."

"rather."

Three ancient characters flew out one after another and hung in the sky above the tribe.

The light of civilization descends.

Those originally broken and tormented souls gradually calmed down.

They knelt before Jiang Chuan.

Guided by the aura of darkness, they then entered the Night Parade of Ten Thousand Ghosts.

With each human remnant soul collected, the humanistic voice within the Night Parade of Ten Thousand Ghosts grows stronger.

at the same time.

Jiang Chuan could also feel the slight vibration of the Human Race Ancestral Position on his body.

Strands of human merit actually fell from the void.