The primordial chaos has arrived, and you have to choose the crow at the start.

A small boat sails on the boundless sea, but the boat is becoming more and more lively.

Chen Geng sat cross-legged on a square willow leaf in the room, facing the remains of the Chaos Demon God, and comprehended the Qilin Earthly Dao.

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"It's still too slow."

Chen Geng sighed inwardly as he put down the Qilin Tail. It wasn't that he wasn't working hard; it was just that the Golden Crow Avenue occupied almost all of his time.

It should be understood that raising the Dao is only the beginning, and even the Great Dao has its strengths and weaknesses.

Take the underground passage of the First Qilin as an example. It is undoubtedly the main passage, while the mountain passage, earth passage, and the four passages of Chen, Xu, Chou and Wei that branch off from the underground passage need to be further divided.

However, those paths that rely on the earth's natural defenses, such as the dusty paths and the filthy paths, are even weaker.

This is only the essence. Looking at the underground passages during the Longhan period, Chen Geng's perception when the First Qilin had just attained enlightenment is infinitely different from the underground passages he now senses in the world.

Although the tunnels in the world today have been rebuilt, they are still far more powerful than when they first appeared in the primordial era.

Although the Thirty-Three Heavens are called heavens, each day is infinitely vast, plus the various religious leaders' temples, blessed lands, and so on...

It's even more exaggerated than the difference between clouds and mud, or the vastness of the sun and the stars.

Even after the First Qilin attained enlightenment, it would have taken countless years and numerous times of enlightenment to reach the state of the primordial world as it is today.

Based on his current speculation, the difference between those who have attained enlightenment is probably even greater than the difference between humans and immortals, even if it is only a hair's breadth.

"If only I had an endless supply of Enlightenment Tea."

He opened his eyes and sighed, then put away the remains of the Chaos Demon God and the Qilin's tail.

They have entered the waters of Xiniu Hezhou, which belongs to the territory of the Western Sea.

  

At the same time, a wooden magic weapon began to travel from Dongsheng Shenzhou across the ocean to this place, almost overlapping the route of Chen Geng's ship.

Deep in the ocean, the Dragon King of the West Sea set up an altar and kowtowed to his ancestors.

Soon after, his expression changed drastically, and he walked out of the sacrificial hall with a heavy heart.

"Someone, go and invite the Dragon King of the North Sea immediately, and have him bring out the remains of the corpses that have been suppressed beneath Youzhou in the north."

The Dragon King of the West Sea raised his arm and said, "A ship will soon arrive in my West Sea. The Ancestor has given the order to overturn that ship into the water."

Although he didn't know why the ancestor suddenly gave this order, he knew in his heart that the ancestor would not harm his dragon clan, and he just had to do it.

"Your Majesty, those mutilated corpses beneath Youzhou cannot be released!"

The Turtle Prime Minister hurriedly shouted, "That was personally suppressed by the former Emperor Shun! If it is released without authorization, Emperor Shun will blame us, and we in the Western Sea cannot afford to offend him!"

"Emperor Shun was in dire straits himself, so he cannot be blamed."

The Dragon King of the West Sea declared firmly, "Do it immediately, or I will devour him!"

Upon hearing this, the aquatic creatures felt weak all over and had no choice but to hurry to send a message to the North Sea.

The third prince of the West Sea Dragon King was curious, so he quietly asked the Turtle Prime Minister, "What is being suppressed beneath Youzhou? I think my father seems very afraid of that thing."

"Third Prince, you mustn't speak carelessly like that."

The Turtle Prime Minister's eyes darted around, and he said solemnly, "Have you heard of the ancient witch clan?"

"The Gonggong tribe merged with the human race. Among them was a shaman with human blood who fought against the human emperor Zhuanxu for the throne. As a result, a great karmic event occurred at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, and he was killed by Zhuanxu."

"But he did have the blood of the Wu tribe after all. Like Xing Tian, ​​his body did not stiffen after death, and he eventually brought disaster to the world before being suppressed by Emperor Shun."

"That Earth Witch was a Golden Immortal when he was alive, and he was still a half-step Golden Immortal when he died. In addition, the bloodline of the Witch Clan is powerful, and no one but a great supernatural being can do anything to him. If he comes out, my Western Sea will definitely be turned upside down."

The Turtle Prime Minister wanted the Third Prince to persuade his father again.

But the Third Prince felt this was a great opportunity; he had long wanted to meet the Witch Clan.

"Prime Minister, as you know, my father cannot persuade him, and besides, it was an order from the Dragon Ancestor, which all dragons must obey."

The Turtle Prime Minister had the Western Sea on his mind, and knowing he couldn't persuade him otherwise, he couldn't sleep all night.

He thought about it and felt something was off. Why would the Dragon Ancestor suddenly give an order, even at the risk of offending Emperor Shun to release the remains of the earth witch under Youzhou, just to capsize a small boat?

"No, I have to go check it out."

The Turtle Prime Minister, with his extraordinary abilities, quickly located the ship in the Western Sea.

Or rather, at this time, this was the only ship still sailing on the Western Sea.

When it got dark, he quietly climbed onto the boat, wanting to find out what was going on.

The next second, a fair, delicate hand pressed him to the ground.

"Old Chen, Old Chen, come quick! I've caught a huge sea turtle!"

Dong Xiaomiao shouted and yelled, and the little guy who was less than 1.7 meters tall managed to freeze a seven or eight-meter-long sea turtle in place.

The Turtle Prime Minister was terrified, his limbs thrashing about. It seemed that his soul was also being held down by this hand, unable to move.

Good heavens, what kind of monster is this?

This reminded him of some documents he had read, which said that in the pre-heaven era, the primordial spirit and physical body were one, so when they seemed to be suppressing the physical body of the post-heavenly beings, they were actually suppressing the primordial spirit of the post-heavenly beings.

"Fairy, spare me! Spare me!"

The Turtle Prime Minister spoke in human language, hurriedly explaining, "I am the Turtle Prime Minister of the West Sea. I just happened to be passing by. It's all a misunderstanding."

"Prime Minister Turtle?"

Dong Xiaomiao withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted. She remembered reading in her textbook that this was one of the most powerful beings in this ocean of mythology.

"You're lying. The Turtle Prime Minister isn't as weak as you."

She snapped at him, her voice laced with bravado but her heart pounding: "You're nothing but a giant, monstrous turtle!"

"Fairy, I am real."

The Turtle Prime Minister smiled wryly, transformed into human form, and bowed to her.

At the same time, his divine sense had already swept across the entire ship, and the next second he was shocked.

On this ship, there is a woman whose cultivation has reached the Void Returning stage, and in front of her is a fairy of extraordinary origin.

Besides that, he couldn't see through the man beside the fairy.

But what truly horrified him was the child accompanying the woman who had returned to the Void Realm; the child actually… actually…

From the perspective of the Turtle Prime Minister, that was not a child at all, but clearly the Jade Emperor, the ruler of the Heavenly Court who sat on the highest throne of the Three Realms and the head of the Five Emperors!

Has the Jade Emperor been reincarnated again and is he still on this ship?

If the Dragon King releases the remnants of the Earth Witch's corpse to capsize this ship, doesn't that mean he's going to...?

God!

A startling thought flashed through Prime Minister Turtle's mind: Could it be that the Dragon Clan wanted to start a war with the Heavenly Court?

Have the dragons gone mad?!

Oh no, oh no, oh no... This is terrible.

This is an attempt to take advantage of the decline of the East's fortunes and usurp the throne.

His expression suddenly became quite interesting; what should he do?

Chen Geng looked at the turtle prime minister in front of him with a puzzled expression. After he transformed into human form, his expression kept changing.

Those two little eyes darted back and forth, sometimes filled with fear, sometimes with a glint of shrewdness.

What was he thinking? He hadn't planned to eat him anyway.

The creatures born later in life don't taste good; they smell bad.

But suddenly, the Turtle Prime Minister knelt down before him, tears streaming down his face, and said:

"I have something to report. The Dragon King of the West Sea is about to release the remnants of the Earth Witch of the Witch Clan, intending to capsize this ship and harm His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor!"

He spoke clearly in the first half of his sentence, but the second half suddenly became indistinct, as if his voice had been muffled by something.

So much so that all Chen Geng heard was that the Dragon King of the West Sea was going to release the remains of the Earth Witch of the Witch Clan!

Earthly Witch...that's comparable to a Golden Immortal!

Even if it's just a mutilated corpse, it's still considered a half-step Golden Immortal, with an immortal and indestructible physical body.

It would be fine if it were any other race, but it just so happens to be the Witch Clan, and it's the Dragon King who wants to release them.

The being in the sea couldn't sit still any longer and wanted to overturn Chen Geng into the sea, with the exact same plan as before: to use seawater to touch him unknowingly.