The primordial era began with the Upper Cave Man.

Chapter 524 Becoming Brothers Under the Banner of Ten Thousand Demons, Mount Buzhou is Complete with Ruoshui

"They've gone mad, they've all gone mad!" A Xuanxian from the demon race roared in the legion, withdrawing his Daoist magic.

Could a being that can move freely through Buzhou Mountain at this moment be an ordinary being?

So, still retaining a sliver of clarity, he immediately withdrew his attack and put away his magical artifacts, refusing to join his companions in attacking the small boat.

As expected, when their attack landed on the outer edge of the flatboat hovering overhead, it melted away instantly, like snow falling on a branding iron, without causing the slightest damage.

Then they received a counterattack from the flatboat. It was as if countless invisible threads shot out from the flatboat, stringing their comrades together. Their life force was quickly taken away, their souls were instantly annihilated, and their true spirits... The Heavenly Emperor had long ago forged a Myriad Demon Banner. For every demon, one of their true spirits was imprinted in it. When they died, their true spirits would be recalled and, under the Heavenly Emperor's vast power, would return to the demon race and be reshaped into demon bodies.

With a soft exhale, the young demon immortal general was thankful that he hadn't attacked the flatboat and had escaped the counterattack.

But before he could rejoice for long, a scorching gust of wind suddenly swept in, burning him directly up from the waist of Buzhou Mountain, completely destroying his soul and spirit, leaving no trace. There was no way he could be resurrected in the Myriad Demon Banner.

"If I had known, I would have attacked earlier." The one who attacked was clearly a Heavenly Witch of the Witch Clan, otherwise they wouldn't have held back at all, and their speed was extremely fast, targeting only the True Spirit. Only the Witch Clan would have such a targeted approach.

Even after the young demon immortal general was killed, the scorching wind did not stop at all, rushing straight to the top of the clouds, threatening to overturn the small boat that Luo Zu and the other two were riding.

The momentum was too great; the speed of the wind directly pierced through space in this place where time and space were confused, and in an instant, at the same moment that the Xuanxian demon general died, it had already swept over the small boat.

Without Luo Zu taking action, or Xuan Du needing to lift a finger, the small boat remained completely still, effortlessly sweeping away the scorching wind.

The appearance of the Heavenly Witch was then revealed; it was a giant creature with two wolf heads and an eight-clawed human body.

Judging from its appearance, it seemed even more demonic than the demon race, but the classification of witches and demons is not based on appearance, but on the aura of Daoist magic on their bodies. Therefore, Luo Zu and Xuan Du were able to immediately determine that it was a Heavenly Witch just by its aura.

He roared and was about to pounce again, but in a flash, he was struck down by a bolt of lightning and landed on the mountainside of Buzhou Mountain.

A demon god arrived and, without regard for anything else, went straight for this Heavenly Witch.

"This place is not safe to stay long. Even the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit cannot maintain its true nature." Faced with all this, Xuandu said calmly.

Xuandu then used all his magical power to propel the small boat through the area at an even faster speed.

However, this speed was still within Luo Zu's imagination, but it was already far beyond the speed of light, more than ten times faster. However, it was not constant at this speed, and from time to time, demon gods or celestial witches would attack, forcing Xuan Du to turn around.

In addition, Taiyi wanted to stop them, but upon seeing the magical power on Xuandu's body, he immediately stopped.

After all, they were the true disciples of the Supreme Saint. Those Golden Immortals were blinded by the calamity energy and didn't know, but how could they not know?

Fortunately, they stopped in time, otherwise Xuandu would have used his most precious treasure.

There's no need to cross Buzhou Mountain to explore it; otherwise, you might end up directly entering the ancient starry sky, or even accidentally crashing into the embryonic membrane of the primordial world.

Mount Buzhou, however, was constantly expanding the heavens and earth, growing larger and more rhythmic. This was the result of many Great Luo Immortals observing the overall appearance of the prehistoric world.

That's why it's possible to be knocked out of the primordial world when reaching the summit of Buzhou Mountain. The possibility of being knocked out of the primordial world by Buzhou Mountain is very small; no one would be that unlucky.

Luo Zu and his group's route was simple: they circled around Buzhou Mountain and eventually reached the other side.

This process may be lengthy, and they may be shot down by some foolish demon gods and sorcerers, and then fall into the scene depicted in the Buzhou Mountain scroll, ultimately succumbing to the calamity of this war between the sorcerers and demons.

However, Luo Zu took this opportunity to enjoy the scenery along the way to Buzhou Mountain.

Mountains and rivers, even blessed lands and small worlds clustered together and transformed into visible objects, with colorful exteriors and the light of civilization within. Unfortunately, they were all destroyed in the war between the Lich King and the Demon King. The Lich King's army did not care what race you were or what kind of magnificent civilization you had. A Xuanxian squeezed in and did not restrain his great power at all, and then directly burst the blessed lands and small worlds.

At this point, there's no point in talking about civilizations or races. No matter how many billions of beings there are, they will all be reduced to dust. The essence of civilizations will even be captured and seized by the liches to fill themselves, become the foundation of their magic, or even be directly dispersed into a ball of high-energy spiritual energy, which will then quickly replenish their missing magical power.

So this great battle was truly a clash of gods, with mortals suffering the consequences.

Even if Luo Zu happened to pass by and wanted to lend a hand, it would be too late. These things had already happened long ago, and now, due to the confusion of space and time here, the magnificent and wondrous scenes of these cave heavens and small worlds being destroyed have become the background of the painting, covered by the current battle situation. So unless Luo Zu goes back in time to stop it in the past, he is powerless to reverse the situation and cannot make amends.

Besides this human tragedy, there was a massive waterfall hanging thousands of light-years high, a wondrous celestial phenomenon of wind, frost, rain, and snow cascading down, and a thunderous aurora caused by the collision of the celestial and terrestrial forces. In this scene, even Luo Zu's mind was somewhat intoxicated.

The beauty of this scene lies even more than the ever-changing clouds and mist.

"Legend has it that Mount Buzhou was formed from the spine of the great god Pangu. How do you think this waterfall evolved?" Luo Zu asked, pointing to the Light-Year Waterfall, whose surging power could be felt from millions of miles away.

Xuan Du was also slightly taken aback, not by the scenery, but by Luo Zu's ingenious idea.

"Perhaps it is the work of nature," Xuan Du replied.

Luo Zu nodded and didn't elaborate on the topic, since he also couldn't understand the origin of the waterfall.

"However, this waterfall once possessed a spirit, and later transformed into a fairy of the waterfall, but ultimately perished in the past struggle between the three races." Xuan Du then recounted an anecdote.

"I said He looked a bit strange, and now I know that's the crux of the problem."

After bypassing the waterfall that spans thousands of light-years, the small boat sailed to another battlefield in Buzhou Mountain. This battlefield was filled with a large number of demon gods and celestial witches, who were unleashing their respective Dao killing techniques without restraint, striving to suppress or even annihilate each other.

Xuan Du couldn't even navigate the narrow passage in his small boat; he was likely to be blocked by this "narrow" mountainside section, which was only 30,000 light-years across.

The demonic magic and divine light rained down relentlessly, the fire and blood light blending together as if the heavens and earth were stained with cinnabar.

Within moments, a Golden Immortal or Heavenly Witch would fall, and then a Demon God Heavenly Witch would immediately take its place. This cycle repeated itself, creating a truly magnificent spectacle. One could even see the Heavenly Witch of the Kuafu tribe stepping directly into the area, trampling half of the battlefield, crushing the mortal forms of several Demon Gods, and forcing them to reveal their true forms.

Luo Zu paid particular attention to several demon gods, one of whom held an old gourd and exhaled smoke as he corroded the powerful body of the Heavenly Witch into dust, even suppressing most of the Great Dao.

Then the other demon gods immediately followed, destroying the remains of the Heavenly Witch and completely suppressing the Great Dao, leaving her with no chance of recovery.

Another demon god held a magnificent pagoda. With a turn of the pagoda, it would spew out countless evil spirits, some of which were comparable to Golden Immortals. They extended illusory and hazy palms from the pagoda, like thousands of needles, and directly grabbed a Heavenly Witch, tearing apart his physical body and soul, and storing them inside the pagoda.

As for the most important Great Dao, it was directly suppressed in the tower, and then the evil spirits in the tower were urged to temporarily occupy the Great Dao.

Such temporary occupation cannot completely occupy the Great Dao. After all, the cultivation of evil spirits is not in line with this Great Dao, and they will eventually have to spit it out. But this ability is truly amazing. Only those Golden Immortals whose minds are overwhelmed by the calamity energy will still get entangled in this. If you really encounter one, you should definitely stay far away. Otherwise, if you are captured, you will have no chance of resurrection and may even be turned into such evil spirits.

There was another demon god whose body was flashing with fire, and he would occasionally draw in the true fire of the sun in the sky. It is likely that his Taoist magic was related to the sun. Based on this, it can be inferred that this demon god was probably a true disciple of the Golden Crow.

However, He does not reveal His true form, but only appears before people in a worldly form with a tiger's head and a bird's body.

Besides, there are quite a few powerful demon gods on this Buzhou Mountain. Among them, the fifth-step demon gods and the Heavenly Witch will participate in the battle. However, they are much more clear-headed than other Golden Immortals and have not lost their minds.

These top-tier Golden Immortals and demon gods are not easy to kill; even Taiyi cultivators would find it difficult to kill them.

Moreover, a Golden Immortal who has cultivated to the fifth step possesses two paths, has countless creations, and is extremely close to the Taiyi Dao Realm, about to become omniscient. Such an existence should be in seclusion somewhere, waiting to step into the gate and achieve the Taiyi Dao Realm.

Before reaching this realm, there were obviously many difficulties and tribulations; otherwise, there would be no need to define the fifth step of the Golden Immortal realm.

Faced with such beings, Xuandu naturally avoided them if possible, as He did not want to use His treasures on beings who were not even Taiyi.

That would be like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

Even the fifth-step Golden Immortal was fully conscious and knew exactly what was on the flat boat, so none of them tried to intercept it from afar.

However, it was clear that the whereabouts of Luo Zu and the other two could no longer be concealed by the Lich and Demon races.

Fortunately, the Sixth Prince of the Golden Crow is currently trapped on the Fusang Ancient Tree and can only travel when patrolling the prehistoric sky each day. This is a restriction imposed on them by the Heavenly Emperor, which is also a form of protection.

Otherwise, they would have participated in this Lich War.

Perhaps the Heavenly Emperor had already sensed that his ten Golden Crow Princes would perish.

So He made such preparations, but what He didn't expect was that these arrangements would push the Golden Crow Princes one after another, straight into the pit.

Luo Zu let out a soft breath, quickly forgetting about the battlefield, and the speed at which the small boat traveled through the void increased significantly.

It's as fast as twenty times the speed of light.

Luo Zu felt that he was about to catch up with time with this speed.

Of course, this is impossible. The idea of ​​catching up with time at faster-than-light speed is a false proposition, and it is even more impossible in the primordial world. Although Luo Zu had conceived of this idea before, after possessing the Taiyi characteristic, he knew that it was impossible to catch up with time at faster-than-light speed.

We can only say we are infinitely close, but to truly reach the realm of time, one must comprehend the true meaning of time, and only then can one witness time.

As for the Great Dao of Time, there is no need to occupy it. Moreover, this Great Dao has already been occupied by the Ancestral Witch Zhu Jiuyin. Who can compete with Him for this Dao?

Although they can't catch up with time, they can prevent many liches from catching up with them on their own. In addition, the spacetime in the Buzhou Mountain area is currently confused, and the dimensionality has been reduced to two dimensions by the great Luos. It will be too difficult to travel through the void.

The Golden Immortals and Celestial Witches cannot ascend to the two dimensions like Luo Zu and the others; only Taiyi and Great Witches can do it.

But they would not attack Xuandu, nor would they pursue them; naturally, they let them go.

Thus, during the rest of the journey, apart from the occasional Golden Immortal who dared to mess with them, they were all within their capabilities and were always repelled by the flat boat. Luo Zu never had a chance to make a move.

However, even with Luo Zu's current second primordial spirit, he couldn't defeat a fully-fledged Golden Immortal. At most, he could only exchange blows for a few rounds, or he could risk his life to achieve "man and sword as one" and summon the Daoist techniques of the Four Swords of Zhuxian, thus killing the enemy with a single strike. That was all.

Even if one of the four swords of Zhuxian is struck, even a Golden Immortal at the third step would likely suffer a decline in their Great Dao and dissipation of their true spirit.

If Luo Zu's second primordial spirit had a deeper cultivation, transformed into the Great Dao, and borne the Dao Fruit, then even the fourth step of the Golden Immortal realm would be gone.

The extent of its power is something that Luo Zu can only deduce three or four parts of at present. As for its true capabilities, he will only know when he reaches the third step of "divine" transformation.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, after another five thousand light-years, we will cross this battlefield of Lich Kings," Xuan Du said, standing at the bow of the flatboat.

Upon hearing this, Luo Zu was naturally overjoyed.

But just as they reached the end of the battlefield, they saw a crack suddenly appear in the sky.

The two hurriedly looked over, only to see a chaotic mess, with three "figures" vaguely visible within it.

A roar was heard, growing louder as it approached, accompanied by a misty stream of "water" flowing from the chaos into the crack.

But only a small portion of the "water" flowed out before the cracks in the sky merged together on their own, disappearing completely.

In the scroll below them, the vast army of liches also paused, looking up at the sky.

"What is that?" Luo Zu was naturally puzzled.

"If...water?" Xuan Du was somewhat uncertain.

"What is that?" Luo Zu was unable to glean any comprehensible information from the term.

But before he could even feel or understand, the Ruoshui had already poured onto the top of Buzhou Mountain, then flowed through the two-dimensional scroll painting, completely unaffected by the temporal and spatial confusion within it, and reached the outer perimeter of the Lich Battlefield.

They actually managed to surround the entire Lich battlefield.

(End of this chapter)