Transmigrating into the Primordial Era, he becomes Dijun, the future Demon Emperor of the demon race. In a muddled state of mind, he devours Taiyi, another three-legged golden crow, merging the origins of the golden crow into one.

Well aware of the development of primordial mythology and the tragic fate of the demon race, Dijun has no desire to follow the path of the Taiyi brothers.

Demon Emperor? He wouldn’t be one even if begged!

Without a unifying Demon Emperor, the demon race is left leaderless, embroiled in endless conflicts and constant disasters.

Without the demon race as a check, the witch race rises to dominate the Primordial World, while the saints who had expected to reap the benefits of the Lich War begin to panic.

What happened to the promised Lich War?

Why has it turned into endless infighting among the demon race instead?

Who is the most tragic innate saint in the primordial world? The Demon Master Kunpeng is definitely a contender for second or even first. His prayer mat was stolen from Zixiao Palace, missing his chance to become a saint; his own fortune was lacking, and he didn't even possess a single top-grade innate spiritual treasure; Dijun and Taiyi bullied him, and after being beaten, he was forced to join the demon race, ultimately becoming a mere supporting character in the grand scheme of things. Lin Bei transmigrated to the primordial world and merged with the yet-to-be-conscious Kunpeng. This time, he will live a different life as Kunpeng. He will seek out the Three Immortal Islands, and seek opportunities overseas; he will not lose his position in Zixiao, and will rely on the Xuanmen; the script he created is an immortal script that will be passed down throughout the primordial world, not a demon script limited to the demon race. I am Beiming, my Daoist name is Kunpeng, and my immortal script is universally applicable throughout the primordial world.

Just as Hongjun was giving a sermon in Zixiao Palace, three thousand powerful men were rushing on their journey for their lives.

The system prompt sound exploded!

[A rare opportunity has opened, host, please make a god-level decision! ]

[Option 1: Go to Zixiao Palace and compete for the Sainthood. Reward: Hongmeng Purple Qi x1!]

[Choice 2: Stay at Buzhou Mountain and refuse to listen. Reward: Perfect Pangu Heart x1!]

"Saint? Not even a dog!" Chen Changsheng decisively chose the second option!

[Congratulations to the host for completing the "Immovable as a Mountain" sign-in. The reward has been issued! ]

[Ding! You have perfectly integrated the Heart of Pangu, and your foundation has been elevated to the pinnacle of the prehistoric world!]

[Ding! You signed in at 'Pangu Spinal Cord' and received 1 Fragment of the Law of Power!]

[Ding! You signed in early at 'Gonggong Crashing the Mountain' and received 1 million innate merits!]

In Zixiao Palace, the Three Pure Ones were complacent about having snatched the cushion and claimed to be the authentic Pangu.

In the witch clan hall, the twelve ancestor witches couldn't sense Pangu's blood essence and were all stunned!

They didn't know that the greatest opportunity in the prehistoric world had already been packed up and signed for by a otaku!

Gu Changqing traveled through time and became a disciple of the Sage Tongtian. He was born with a sword heart and also integrated the great way of wine.

Just by drinking, one can improve his cultivation, comprehend various magical skills, the charm of the Tao, and even reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship!

As a result, Jiejiao had a Drunken Sword Immortal who enjoyed drinking all day long.

I have been drunk for thousands of years, what year is it tonight?

When the catastrophe of the Conferred Gods came, Jiejiao encountered a crisis.

Gu Changqing walked out drunkenly with a sword in hand.

"I have a sword that can split the sky apart. Who among the immortals can stop me?"

"If Heaven had not given me Gu Changqing, the path of swordsmanship would have been like a long night forever!"

Gu Changqing, with his sword, killed millions of immortals and almost destroyed the three religions!

Hongjun: "Sword slaying millions of immortals, you call that a drunkard?"

Yuanshi: "It's bad, coming towards me?"

Tongtian: “…”

Qin Xuan traveled to the ancient times and became the thirteenth ancestor witch who should not have appeared, and controlled the law of power.

Thinking of the tragic ending of the Lich War in the future, he set his sights on his twelve brothers and sisters who were all muscle.

If we could sterilize the Twelve Ancestral Witches...

Without the witch clan, where would the witch-lich catastrophe come from?

Then the thirteen ancient witches, who were full of merits in creating the world and had no karma at all, walked out of the Pangu Temple.

And under Qin Xuan's careful teaching of "fists are the truth, and opportunities all depend on grabbing", Zuwu's style of painting has completely gone astray!

Since then, the largest bandit gang in the prehistoric world was born!

"Fellow Daoist, this cushion is destined for me!"

"Yuanshi, hand over the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi!"

"Jie Yin Zhunti glanced at us, he must be planning something! Brothers, kill him!"

............

Without the witch clan, the demon clan dominated the world.

Unable to bear the oppression, countless creatures joined the Zifu Immortal Court.

A great catastrophe of immortals and demons broke out.

Queen Mother of the West chasing the sun?

Dong Wanggong shoots the sun?

Yuanshi angrily crashed into Mount Buzhou?

The entire prehistoric world was in chaos.

Countless years later.

Qin Xuan and the Twelve Ancestral Witches used the Thirteen Capitals of Heavenly Merit Formation, intending to chat with Hongjun.

When the real body of Pangu, who had dominated the ages and whose merits and virtues shone brightly enough to blind a dog, crushed the gate of Zixiao Palace with one foot.

Hongjun's face turned green, and he ran away overnight carrying the Jade Disc of Creation...

【Honghuang】【No system】

After his death, Ling Tian traveled through time to the ancient times and became an innate treasure, the twenty-fourth-grade Green Lotus of Creation. He cut off his own origin and transformed into a human form.

He transformed himself to search for spiritual treasures to restore his own essence, then quietly hid away to practice and plan the great war between Taoism and demons. He quietly achieved the Dao of Hunyuan.

He was well aware of the plans of Honghuang Tiandao and Hongjun, and planned the witch-lich calamity, helped Houtu evolve the six reincarnations, and gave magical treasures to Nuwa to help her behead corpses, so that the earth and humanity could awaken. Tiandao and Hongjun could only be helpless and furious.

The prehistoric world finally became complete under Ling Tian's layout. Ling Tian became a behind-the-scenes person and quietly hid the boss.

A broken furnace carries a modern soul to a primordial world, where the protagonist becomes a Primordial Great Witch. Given that his spiritual talent is inferior to all the primordial beings and his physical talent is inferior to the Ancestral Witches, watch as Wu Gu abandons his true witch form, transforms into a Primordial Dao Body, and creates secret techniques to aid his cultivation. He utilizes all available resources to improve his foundation, talent, comprehension, and inner strength.

Without external cheat codes, three cheat codes are created at different stages of cultivation. While assisting cultivation, these codes redefine the Great Luo Path, evolving a mythical Great Luo cultivation system. This helps the primordial world ascend to the Eternal Heaven and Earth realm, ultimately proving the mythical Great Luo realm.

Su Mu transmigrated to the prehistoric world and formed a storyteller system! He could earn rewards simply by telling stories! "The zither and drum sound, the iron halberd clangs, the cold light glitters in the starry sky! Humanity has no great emperor, the nine holy bodies battle the heavens!" "At the end of the immortal path, who stands at the peak? A glimpse of the Beginningless Dao brings emptiness!" "The Crimson Peak Spear, the Immortal Shield, slaying all Immortal Kings and destroying the Nine Heavens! At the pinnacle of immortality, I reign supreme! With Anlan, there is heaven!" Su Mu's words drew cheers from all the immortals and gods! Nuwa: "He's always so disjointed, I really want to kidnap him to the Snail Emperor's Palace and make him keep telling stories..." The Tongtian Sect Leader set up the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, looking at the Primordial Heavenly Venerable and the Supreme Lord Laozi. The Primordial Heavenly Venerable: "Tongtian! You..."

After crossing the wilderness and becoming a river, Tang Xuan cultivated for endless years and finally achieved the realm of Golden Immortal.

The end of Longhan is approaching, and just when Tang Xuan is at a loss as to how to deal with the impending crisis, the system suddenly awakens.

Tang Xuan: What the hell, you want me, a Golden Immortal, to punch Hongjun and step on Luohou?

Looking at this idiotic system, Tang Xuan decisively chose to refine the system.

Master the core of the system and understand the future path!

Combining the countless ancient versions he had seen in his previous life and the analyzed system, Tang Xuan suddenly had a bold idea.

Refining the fragments of the Great Dao of Water to achieve Daluo, spoilers reveal that changing the trajectory of living things can gain the return of the origin of wishes?

Can the origin of desire evolve everything?

Tang Xuan: A river is a river, the Milky Way is a river, the long river of time and space... can also be a river!

As a result, the entire style of painting in the prehistoric world began to change.

The three tribes: Fight? What the hell is this? Flip the table!

Luohou: Hongjun plotted against me, and even the Heavenly Dao is joining in the fun? Then let's fight!

Hongjun: No, why doesn’t anyone come to my sermon?

Emperor Jun: Who among the decent people would build the Heavenly Palace?

Ancestral Witch: Heaven won't play with us? Then we'll reopen the world of Heaven and Earth's Guardian Father!

Tiandao was confused. Why was the world in chaos?

Pangu was stunned when he woke up. No, this is the primitive times?

A few years later, Tang Xuan pointed to the sky with one hand, and he had transformed into the true body of the long river of time and space, covering the sky and sweeping across all the heavens and worlds.

I am the long river of time and space.

I am the source of everything!

Tang Xuan: Who said Honghuang is bad? This Honghuang is so good. Everyone here is talented and speaks nicely. I like Honghuang so much!

[Group portrait! Invincible! Brilliant! Hilarious! Constant twists and turns! A grand worldview! Mind-blowing!]

Crossing the flood and wilderness, he became the first human race and the ancestor of the human race pinched by Nuwa at the beginning.

At the beginning, activate the god-level summation system and bind the whole race.

Strength, heels, understanding, and luck are the sum of the whole race.

However, the human race is weak, and its strength is at the bottom of the flooded races, and it has become the blood of the demon race.

In the future, more demons will refine the sword of slaughter witches, set off a great disaster for the human race, and almost destroy the race, resulting in the first tragedy of the flood.

Immediately, Xuantian made a bold decision to lead the human race to retreat to the blessed land of the cave and return to the retreat.

For a moment, the flood saint and many great magicists were dumbfounded!

Taiqing Laozi: The human race has returned to seclusion, and the opportunity for me to prove the Taoism to become a saint is gone?

Di Jun Taiyi: No one has refined the witch sword.

How can we be the opponent of the witch?

Tongtian Yuanshi: Brother can't prove the Taoist saint, how can we prove the Tao?

.................

With the retreat of the human race, Nuwa closed the Guanwa Palace, and the flood entered the era of no saints.

When the human race stepped out of the blessed land again, the terrible pressure belonging to the saint suddenly rose from the flood...