Primordial Era: All-Conceptual-Level Weapon Forging, Whoever Uses It Will Die.

Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace.

This was shortly after the establishment of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court.

Emperor Jun and Taiyi dominated the primordial world, and the Wu tribe occupied the land.

Although there have been constant frictions between the two sides, a full-scale war has not yet broken out.

However, as a sage, he had already keenly perceived the strangeness in the world.

"The calamity has arisen again."

Lao Tzu sat upright on a futon, his eyes slightly closed, his tone revealing a hint of helplessness.

"Since the beginning of the Dragon-Han Calamity, the world has been clear and bright for only a few cycles."

"Now the demons rule the heavens and the witches rule the earth. The fortunes of the two races clash, and their karma is intertwined."

"This immense calamity has already begun to erode the primordial spiritual veins."

The Primordial Celestial Venerable spoke solemnly in a deep voice.

"Throughout countless eons, all beings suffer."

"Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal cannot protect himself without merit."

"If one is not careful, one's mind may be clouded by the calamity, which may result in qi deviation or even death."

"As sages, we should maintain the stability of the primordial world and not allow this calamity to spread unchecked."

The Tongtian Sect Leader toyed with the Qingping Sword in his hand and curled his lip.

"That's what they say, but this calamity is the convergence of the karma of all living beings. It's better to guide than to block. It's going to be difficult to deal with."

Jieyin and Zhunti, standing to the side, also looked distressed and nodded in agreement.

Just as the five sages were discussing how to suppress the calamity,

"Master, four senior uncles, something terrible has happened!"

A panicked voice shattered the tranquility of the Eight Views Palace.

It was the usually composed and dignified Master Xuandu, the eldest disciple of the Human Sect.

At this moment, however, he rushed in with hurried steps and an anxious expression.

Lao Tzu frowned slightly.

"What's the matter that you're so panicked?"

Xuan Du took a breath and said urgently.

"It's Huanglong, the junior brother of the Chan Sect!"

"While he was cultivating in the Kunlun Mountain Square, he was suddenly invaded by the calamity energy of heaven and earth."

"He's completely lost his mind and is going mad!"

"Junior Brother Guang Chengzi is barely suppressing it with the Soul-Sinking Bell, but the situation is far from optimistic!"

Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly stood up, his expression changing drastically.

"What?! Huanglong?!"

"broken!"

"Huanglong has a special origin; it is formed from the first wisp of primordial yellow energy in the world combined with the essence and blood of the ancestral dragon."

"Although he has become my disciple, he still has the blood of the dragon race flowing in his veins."

"During the initial calamity of the Dragon Han Dynasty, the Dragon Clan bore too much karmic burden."

"Now that another great calamity has arisen, the first to suffer from its calamity are these beings burdened by their past karma!"

"I had instructed him to diligently cultivate the Jade Purity Immortal Techniques to cleanse his karma, but unexpectedly, he still couldn't escape it!"

Lao Tzu also looked solemn.

"The calamity energy enters the body and directly attacks the soul."

"If it is not expelled in time, at the very least, one's cultivation will be completely ruined."

"At worst, they will become demons who only know how to kill, and it may even affect their Dao foundation."

"Let's go, let's go take a look!"

The Taoist Zhunti looked solemn and quickly followed.

"Senior brother, don't worry. Our Western Sect is most skilled in purification techniques, and we might be able to help."

Swish!Swish!Swish!

The five sages vanished from the Eight Views Palace in a flash.

……

Kunlun Mountain, on the square.

There was complete chaos at that moment.

The disciples of the three religions formed a large circle, each with a look of fear on their faces.

In the center of the circle stood Huanglong Zhenren, his hair disheveled and his eyes bloodshot.

Its body emanated a violent black aura, and it emitted roars like dragon cries.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

He had long since lost his mind and was attacking everything around him in a frenzy.

Guang Chengzi held the Soul-Slaying Bell, his forehead covered in sweat.

He desperately urged the magic weapon to emit sound waves.

They tried to intimidate Huanglong's spirit and calm him down.

"Junior Brother Huanglong, wake up!"

However, this calamity energy, mixed with the karma of the dragon race, was exceptionally fierce, and the effect of the Soul-Slaying Bell became weaker and weaker.

hum-

Holy power descended, and the Five Saints appeared.

Upon seeing this, Yuanshi Tianzun raised his hand and unleashed a beam of Jade Purity Immortal Light, which transformed into a cage to trap the Yellow Dragon.

But this could only trap his physical body, not expel the calamity deep within his soul.

"This is troublesome."

The Master of Heaven glanced at it, his brows furrowing.

"This calamity has penetrated deep into the bone marrow and become entangled with the soul."

"If we forcibly cleanse him, it will inevitably damage his very soul."

"By then, the calamity will be gone, but the person will be crippled."

The guide tried to unleash a beam of Buddhist light.

But he was instantly swallowed up by the black energy, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"This is a backlash from the karmic consequences of Heaven's will, which cannot be easily resolved by external forces unless he himself can maintain a clear mind."

"Guard the spirit platform?" Yuanshi Tianzun was in a panic.

"His mind is filled with nothing but bloodshed; he has no sense of reason."

"What should we do?"

Just when the saints were at their wits' end.

The Master of Heaven's gaze swept across the crowd, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

The image freezes on a figure who is eating sunflower seeds and watching the commotion.

"Gongmei!"

The Tongtian Sect Leader shouted.

"You're full of clever ideas, and the magical artifacts you've crafted are... well, unique."

"Do you have any way to save your Senior Brother Huanglong?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes immediately focused on Zhao Gongming.

The disciples of the three religions all nodded in agreement.

"That's right, Senior Brother Zhao will definitely have a way!"

"Even Senior Brother Cihang can turn into a fairy, and Senior Brother Yaoshi can turn into a fountain, Senior Brother Zhao will definitely create a miracle!"

"Senior Brother Zhao, hurry and help! Senior Brother Huanglong is in such a terrible state!"

Zhao Gongming, who was called out, was stunned for a moment and spat out the sunflower seed shells in his mouth.

He looked at the crazed Huanglong and stroked his chin.

"Well... there really is a way."

Zhao Gongming recalled the magical artifact that the alchemist had just crafted, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.

"Perfect timing, I just crafted a mind-numbing rattle drum for my fellow disciple, the pharmacist of the Western Sect."

"Although this treasure has no killing power, it can forcibly reduce a person's intelligence to zero."

"Entering a state of profound wisdom appearing as foolishness."

"When Junior Brother Maitreya tried it out just now, his mind was so clear and pure, without a single distracting thought."

"If used on Senior Brother Huanglong, it might allow him to temporarily forget the killing and cleanse his soul..."

Zhao Gongming hadn't finished speaking.

A round, chubby figure suddenly jumped out from the crowd.

He had just experienced the darkest moment of his life.

Maitreya Taoist, who has not yet emerged from the shadow of social death.

At this moment, Maitreya's eyes gleamed with an almost manic excitement.

He pointed at Huanglong and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"use!!!"

"We absolutely must use it!!!"

"That magic weapon is incredibly useful, really, you have to try it to know!"

"That feeling of having my mind completely blank and my mouth watering is simply wonderful!"

"This is exactly what Senior Brother Huanglong needs right now!"

Looking at Maitreya, who was so excited that he was waving his arms and legs.

The surrounding disciples instinctively took two steps back.

Zhao Gongming's lips twitched as well.

Good grief, you got soaked in the rain yourself, and now you're tearing other people's umbrellas apart too!

Is this what they mean by "I'll become inconspicuous once everyone else is dumbfounded"?

Jieyin and Zhunti looked at their usually cheerful companion.

Maitreya's disciple, who was now so excited that his face was contorted with rage, suddenly felt a pang of unease.

"Senior brother, I have a bad feeling."

Zhunti transmitted his voice.

"Maitreya looks like he's suffered some kind of inhuman torture, and now he's desperately looking for a scapegoat?"

"Could it be another magic weapon crafted by Zhao Gongming?"