Primordial Era: Starting with slaughtering all the gods and Buddhas in the sky

Ashi suddenly jolted awake, as if jolted from a nightmare. He swallowed hard and was the first to rush out of the array's light barrier.

The sound of footsteps splattering in the bloody mud, which was up to their ankles, was sickeningly loud.

The remaining few dozen able-bodied men followed closely behind A Shi, wading through the pool of blood until they reached the enormous snake carcass broken in two.

"My lord..." Ashi looked up at the Black Scale Demon King's head, which was larger than a millstone.

"He's really dead... that beast is really dead!" Ashi's voice trembled violently.

Huang Chen twitched the corner of his mouth, a piercing pain shooting through the bloody hole in his left shoulder.

"Dig out the demon core, cut off the edible parts and salt them. As for the remaining limbs and remains, pile them up at the mouth of the valley and burn them."

Huang Chen pointed to the snake corpses scattered all over the ground.

"Hurry up, the smell of blood here is too strong."

Ah Shi roared, "Do as the adults say! Get moving!"

The crowd quickly dispersed.

Young men, armed with bone knives and stone axes, began skillfully dismembering the demon's corpse on the ground. Women and the elderly were responsible for carrying firewood and building a bonfire at the valley entrance.

Huang Chen dragged his heavy steps to a boulder at the edge of the inner valley, plopped down, and leaned against the cold rock wall.

With a thought, he took out a special pill from the Xuan Tian Sect from his system space.

The warm medicinal power dissipated in the abdomen and flowed along the meridians to the limbs and bones.

The rolled-up flesh on his left shoulder began to slowly twitch, and the granulation tissue intertwined, stopping the bleeding.

Just then, a cold, mechanical voice rang out in my mind.

[Ding! Side quest 'Guarding the Flame' has been completed!]

[Mission Evaluation: A Pyrrhic victory. Successfully repelled the Black Scale Demon King and his three thousand demon soldiers. The core of the sanctuary remained undamaged.]

[Quest Reward: 50000 Merit Points!]

"System, Golden Lottery," Huang Chen silently chanted in his mind.

A giant golden roulette wheel appeared in the void.

The pointer spun rapidly, creating a dazzling display of light and shadow.

The pointer abruptly stopped, coming to a steady halt on a square that emitted a bluish glow.

[Ding! Successfully drawn a prize using 50000 merit points!]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: Innate Spiritual Treasure (Flawed) - Wind-Fixing Pearl!]

A bluish-gray bead the size of a longan appeared out of thin air in my palm.

The surface of the bead was covered with fine cracks, as if it might shatter at any moment. Even so, Huang Chen could still feel a faint current of air swirling around the bead.

He tried to infuse a trace of his vital energy into it.

"call--"

The air around the boulder froze instantly.

The fishy wind that was originally blowing on their faces was blocked by a force three feet away.

Good things, even if they are incomplete, can play an unexpected role at crucial moments.

"Sir! Come and see this!"

A startled cry came from afar.

Huang Chen opened his eyes and stood up, leaning on the boulder.

Ashi was standing next to the upper half of the Black Scale Demon King's corpse, holding a chipped knife in his hand, having just painstakingly cut open the demon king's abdomen.

A pile of foul-smelling entrails spilled onto the ground.

Huang Chen stepped forward and pinched his nose.

"What's wrong?"

Ashi used the tip of his knife to pick up a bloody, mangled mass.

"This beast has a lump of iron stuck in its stomach."

Huang Chen stared intently.

It was a broken flying sword. Only half of the blade remained, its surface pitted and scarred by the demon king's stomach acid.

However, several intricate cloud patterns can still be clearly seen on the hilt of the sword.

Huang Chen's pupils suddenly contracted.

He bent down, ignoring the slime on it, and grabbed the broken half of the flying sword in his hand.

His thumb gently stroked the cloud pattern on the sword hilt.

He was all too familiar with those patterns.

The cultivators who fought back on the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Mountains used this type of standard flying sword.

This belongs to the Xuantian Sect.

How could a demon king dwelling deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains have a standard flying sword from a reputable sect inside its belly?

Moreover, judging from the degree of corrosion, it must have been swallowed no more than half a month ago.

Huang Chen narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the demon king's mangled corpse.

"Check if this beast has any storage bags or anything like that on him," Huang Chen said in a deep voice.

Ashi immediately called over two burly men and they began searching through the pool of blood.

"Found it!" A burly man pulled a palm-sized animal skin bag from the severed tail of the demon king.

The bag was sewn from the hide of some unknown monster, and faint spiritual energy still lingered on it.

Huang Chen took the animal skin bag.

The Black Scale Demon King was dead, and the divine consciousness imprint attached to it had become like water without a source. Huang Chen simply channeled his blood and qi, and the imprint shattered with a "crack".

He turned the bag upside down and shook it vigorously.

Splash!

A jumble of odds and ends rolled onto the blood-stained, rubble-covered ground.

Several hundred low-grade spirit stones emitted a faint spiritual light.

Several stalks of cold, damp herbs, still covered in soil, had roots that were still slightly twisting.

There was also a piece of blood-red ore and a leather scroll tied with thin rope.

It has a yellowish tint and an extremely fine texture.

Huang Chen untied the thin string and unfolded the leather scroll.

The surface was covered with dense writing, including twisted runes of the demon race and square characters of the human race.

Huang Chen could barely make out the contents of the text.

"Brother Blackscale, the three hundred ants you sent last month are of good quality, and the elder is very satisfied."

"The quota for Blood Spirit Ore next month needs to be increased by 20%. If you can gather 500 fresh blood food, I can decide to reward you with another Transformation Pill."

At the bottom of the signature is a small sword emblem.

Next to it was written a single character: Zhao.

Three hundred living, breathing humans were traded to this beast like commodities by the prestigious and righteous sects.

In exchange, all they received were a few baskets of blood spirit ore for refining weapons.

What kind of bullshit immortal sects are they? They're a hundred times more disgusting than the demon races in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

"My lord..." Ashi noticed that something was wrong with Huang Chen and called out cautiously.

Huang Chen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the murderous intent surging in his chest.

He carefully stacked the broken half of the Xuan Tian Sect flying sword and the letter made of human skin together and put them into the system space.

This is irrefutable evidence. One day, we will step over the gates of the Xuantian Sect and smash these things in the faces of those high and mighty elders.

"Keep working."

The sky gradually brightened.

A raging fire burst into flames at the mouth of the valley.

The mountain of serpent demon limbs crackled and popped in the flames, billowing thick smoke. The pungent, acrid smell of burning flesh masked the original stench of blood.

On the open ground of the inner valley, there were more than a dozen mounds of monster meat.

Ashi wiped the black ash and blood off his face and strode up to Huang Chen.

"Sir, we're done cleaning up."

He looked at Huang Chen, a young man covered in blood, with a large hole in his left shoulder revealing a dark red scab that had just scabbed over.

But in Ashi's eyes was a fervent flame.

"My lord!" Ah Shi suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs.

The human survivors around them who were busy with their tasks all stopped what they were doing.

They turned their heads and looked at Huang Chen, who was standing in the sunlight.

More than a hundred pairs of eyes burned with the same light.

"Victory!" someone shouted first.

"Victory for Humanity!"

"Victory, my lord!"

More than a hundred people, men, women, and children, covered in blood, roared in unison.

The sounds converged into a torrent, shattering the morning mist and soaring into the sky.

Ashi rushed forward and grabbed Huang Chen around the waist.

Several burly men nearby also rushed over and grabbed Huang Chen's legs and arms respectively.

"Get up!" The veins on Ah Shi's neck bulged.

Before Huang Chen could react, he was tossed high into the air by the group of crazed men.

A feeling of weightlessness washes over you.

Huang Chen opened his eyes in mid-air.

He saw below, faces stained with blood yet laughing wildly.

I saw the raging fire burning at the mouth of the valley.

Further into the distance, one could see the endless, towering mountains, resembling a lurking giant beast.

"Catch!"

Huang Chen fell heavily into the arms of the crowd.

Then, it was tossed high into the air again.

The cheers grew louder and louder.

The sunlight poured down on this devastated valley without reservation.