The Primordial Era: Starting with Jingwei Filling the Sea

"The Jiuli tribe once did great favors for the human race. During the reign of Emperor Fuxi, the Jiuli tribe's high priest, Chidan Tian, ​​suddenly bowed down to Emperor Fuxi and declared that the Jiuli tribe was willing to return to the human race."

"In order to settle the karmic debts from the time of the Lich War, Emperor Fuxi accepted the Jiuli tribe."

"Although this matter resolved the cause and effect of the Lich War, it has sown the seeds of new disaster for the human race. Everyone knows that the Jiuli tribe is a pawn of the Wu tribe. The Wu tribe's sending of the Jiuli tribe into the human race must be part of a grand conspiracy."

"The demonic scourge that occurred on the Zhuolu Plain is probably related to the Jiuli tribe."

The Grand Master Xuandu intertwined his hands, forming a Tai Chi pattern, which allowed him to clearly deduce the conversation between the three—Chi, Mei, and Wangliang—and even depict the scene of their conversation.

In the scene, the three people were completely unaware of the calculations being made by the Grand Master Xuandu; they had no idea that they were being calculated.

This is the power of the Taoist arts transmitted by the sages.

However, the Human Sect has never been known for its divination skills. The Human Sect's true specialty is alchemy. Its disciples have combined alchemy with cultivation, and they can endow themselves with all sorts of incredible abilities and supernatural powers by consuming elixirs.

Just like now, it was only after Grand Master Xuandu took a spiritual pill that the power of the Heavenly Laws began to ripple throughout his body.

This means that Grand Master Xuandu himself did not possess the ability to deduce demons, monsters, or ghosts. He only briefly grasped the laws of heavenly secrets by consuming elixirs.

Taking a single pill allows one to master a completely new law, and even if it's only temporary, this ability is still astonishing.

Upon witnessing this scene, both the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect began to look at the Human Sect with new respect.

Grand Master Xuandu was a man who never showed off. He was not as sharp and outspoken as Guang Chengzi, nor was he as popular as Daoist Duobao with countless junior brothers and sisters. He was so low-key that almost the human race had forgotten about him.

Many people have overlooked the fact that Grand Master Xuandu was the only disciple of the Human Sect.

"Junior Brother Fang Yang, it seems that the demons, monsters, and monsters are about to attack you."

Grand Master Xuandu looked up at Fang Yang, his tone filled with deep worry.

The origins of demons, succubi, and goblins are extraordinary; they absorb a great deal of resentment, malevolence, and evil energy from all living beings at the moment of their birth.

When the three are combined, they can be used to set up a powerful array of demons and monsters using secret techniques.

Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, spoke in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Fang Yang, your cultivation is not yet fully developed, you must not put yourself in danger. It would be better if I, along with fellow Daoists Samantabhadra and Cihang, took action first to suppress these three demons, and then we would go to spread the Dao."

His words were rather euphemistic. What he meant by "his cultivation is not yet fully developed" was, to put it bluntly, that Fang Yang was too weak to cope with the attacks of the demons and monsters.

Fang Yang gently shook his head, his eyes flashing with azure light, and boundless Daoist charm flowing within them, allowing him to see through the every move of the demons and monsters.

"These three demons are fierce, but they are no match for me."

He paused, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"Moreover, these three demons specifically named me as the target. If I do not accept the challenge, they might underestimate the power of my Jie Sect."

Fang Yang took a deep breath, waved his hand, and set up an altar in front of him.

He was going to use his power remotely to suppress the demons and monsters.

The moment Fang Yang set up the altar, on the other side of the scene, demons and monsters also set up their own altar.

There stood a white bone altar amidst the churning demonic clouds in the void. Each altar was entwined with the resentment of countless living beings, and black and red blood light shot straight into the sky.

"Mysterious Yin Soul-Capturing Technique!"

The three demons, Chimo, Succubus, and Wangliang, roared in unison, and immediately, Fang Yang's image appeared on the altar.

The image was so lifelike that even the Daoist charm between the eyebrows and eyes was clearly replicated. It was Fang Yang's projection, which the three demons forcibly extracted from the river of fate by using the resentment of all living beings as a guide!

"This is a secret technique of the Jiuli tribe. The Chimo, Succubus, and Wangliang are demonic creatures cultivated by the previous high priest of the Jiuli tribe. They are not only proficient in demonic supernatural powers, but also have mastered the secret techniques of the Jiuli tribe. Junior Brother Fang Yang, you must be careful."

Fang Yang's gaze narrowed slightly as he looked at the distorted phantom on the altar, his eyes shining even brighter.

"To think you could curse me to death? How naive! As long as my will exists, I can keep creating myself. I am infinite, and no one can kill an infinite number of me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the space-time around Fang Yang exploded.

Past, present, and future—three layers of time unfolded behind him, and countless figures identical to him slowly materialized in the void.

That was not an illusion, not a clone, but his true self in countless times and spaces.

"Shoot!"

The three demons unleashed their powers simultaneously, attempting to remotely capture Fang Yang's primordial spirit.

In the darkness, countless forces seeped down, but Fang Yang remained unmoved. Others kept flying out from his body, but his true form remained steadfast.

The Grand Master Xuandu and the others were very puzzled by this.

"He and I" represent one's own potential, and potential is also a part of cultivation. Does Fang Yang's abandonment of this potential mean he doesn't want to attain the Great Luo Dao?

Fang Yang seemed to see through the doubts in everyone's hearts, but he did not explain immediately.

Possibility has two sides: it is possible, and it is impossible.

What he rejected were the impossible.

Perfect timing! By utilizing the profound Yin Soul-Seizing Technique of these three great demons, we can completely strip away and discard those "impossible selves" that are destined to fail in their path to enlightenment and are destined to be trapped in calamities!

Fang Yang's eyes surged with the Dao of Time and Space. Those true forms of himself that were bound by chains of resentment did not struggle. Instead, they flew towards the altar on their own.

Under the ecstatic gaze of the three demons, figures shattered and transformed into pure Daoist light, which returned to Fang Yang's body.

Hahaha! It's done! His "other self" is collapsing; he's destroying his own foundation!

The demon laughed wildly, thinking victory was assured.

The succubus and the demon also roared and urged their demonic powers, wanting to completely crush these "self-inflicted traps".

They saw through Fang Yang's strategy and wanted to turn the tables on him, leaving him speechless and unable to express his grievances.

After all, this was Fang Yang's own choice.

Little did they know how formidable Fang Yang was.

The so-called "other self" is merely impossibility. This impossibility is meaningless to Fang Yang.

But the next second, Fang Yang gently opened his eyes, and a soft shout resounded through the ages:

"Discard the dross and retain the essence, so that I may return to my true self!"

boom--!!

The moment those abandoned "impossible selves" shattered, they transformed into sharp blades that slayed demons, following the chains of resentment of the Profound Yin Soul-Seizing Technique, and fought their way back to the White Bone Altar!

The dark red demonic mist was instantly torn apart, the resentment of all living beings was purified by the Great Dao of Life, and the altar that condensed the witchcraft of the Nine Li and the supernatural powers of the demonic path collapsed inch by inch on the spot, turning into ashes.