After traveling through the ancient times, he unexpectedly became a Yiqi immortal with a shallow background in the White Bone Cave of Skull Mountain. He knew that only stability is the true meaning of longevity. From then on, there was no more Yiqi immortal with evil spirits in the world, only the pure masters who devoted themselves to enlightenment. He used Skull Mountain as his foundation, laid an innate formation to lock the secrets of heaven, planted the roots of pure soul to cleanse the evil spirits, and refined the treasures to protect the Tao and wait for the wind and cloud. Let you fight with each other, let the witches and liches bleed, I will sit high in the cave, retreat, practice, and accumulate merit. It was not until the Conferred God Tribulation began and the immortals and gods in the sky were killed to madness that they were shocked to find that a golden wheel of merit had been erected on the Skull Mountain that was not affected by cause and effect. Under the light of the treasure, a Taoist sat leisurely on a cushion, smiling at the visitor: "Daoist friend, please stay. You cannot enter my Skull Mountain without permission."

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...

Qin Changsheng traveled through the ancient times and awakened the god-level auction system.

An auction was established in the ancient times, which had all kinds of divine objects from heaven to holy weapons.

On the day the auction was held, all the saints and gods in the ancient world received invitations.

Suddenly, the world was shaken and all the saints went crazy.

The Supreme Laozi's voice trembled: "I am determined to obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi. Whoever dares to challenge me is opposing me."

Nuwa: "There's actually a Chaos Pearl up for auction. I'm going to get it even if it means losing everything."

Tongtian: "There is a sword that is more terrifying than the Zhuxian Sword. I want it."

Donghuang Taiyi: "Chaos Seeds aren't even that attractive anymore. I made the right choice to come to this auction."

Hou Tu: "Whoever dares to buy the Father God's heart blood, I will chop him into pieces."

Yuan Shi: "Brother, Kunlun Mountain must be sold at auction."

Main characters: Qin Yang,

Yun Chen attained the Daluo Dao on Jin'ao Island, and the strange phenomenon shocked all the immortals!

The three flowers converge at the top of the head, and the fruit of the Tao is achieved! Transcending time, life span equals the heavens! In the Jiejiao, Daluo is already a high-level.

But Yun Chen felt no joy at all: The Conferred God Tribulation was approaching, and below the level of Saints were all ants! Daluo? Nothing more than cannon fodder!

Just as he was racking his brains to figure out how to break the impasse—

[Ding! The chat group of all heavens and worlds invites you to join! ]

Xiong Ba: "You're playing tricks on me! Get out here!"

Yue Buqun: "Senior! Is this a method used by immortals?!"

Qiao Feng: "Qiao is upright and honest, why should I fear evil spirits?"

Zhang Sanfeng: "...the rhyme of Taoism is natural and profound. This old Taoist is in awe."

Yun Chen casually changed his name to [Existence Beyond Everything] and left a message: "Something's happened, so I'll be leaving for now. I'll see the Sage of Shangqing later."

The moment in the group...

Wang Shen swatted a mosquito and died suddenly.

He then traveled through the prehistoric world and became the first mosquito in the universe.

He became one of the five most dangerous insects in the prehistoric world: the Blood-Winged Black Mosquito, also known as the Mosquito Taoist.

Facing a fate that would see him first hunted by the Styx and reduced to a homeless dog, then captured and held captive by Zhunti, and finally led to be suppressed beneath the Leiyin Temple, his mind obliterated by Buddhist chants, becoming a puppet of the Western Cult, Wang Shen decided that staying in the West was a good idea!

But just as he was about to flee beyond the boundaries, never to return, a black cloud drifting into the sea of ​​blood caught his attention... "Rāhu's remnant soul? Chicken flavor, crunchy." ... Devouring Rāhu's remnant soul, he inherited the magic path's luck and obtained its greatest treasure.

... Feeling the three layers of blood sea luck surging through him, he glanced at the God-Slaying Spear in his hand and the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus at his feet.

Contemplating the allure of the blood sea's immortality, Wang Shen suddenly...

Simple price: [No system] [Traditional flow] [Non-cool article]

Story Features: Slow Start

Traveling through the ancient times, he first transformed into the form of the innate bitter bamboo, and then obtained the creation of the green lotus. He followed the way of heaven, imitated the way of earth, and walked the way of man. As Heaven is vigorous and the gentleman strives for self-improvement, as the earth is gentle and the gentleman carries things with virtue. He does not act aloof, does not seek hegemony, strives for self-improvement, and lives forever.

Hongjun: "The Three Pure Ones are the incarnations of Pangu's primordial spirit. They possess great fortune and great merit. They should be my direct disciples."

Three Pure Ones: ... (You've snatched away our chance to become a saint, and you've snatched away our treasures for enlightenment. Now you're trying to snatch away our luck and merit?)

Hongjun: "Nuwa, you also have great luck and will do great deeds in the future. You can be my closed disciple."

Nuwa: ...(I may be able to be on equal footing with you in the future, so why should I be inferior to you for the sake of your disciple?)

Western Duo: "We ask Daozu to accept us as disciples."

Hongjun: ...(Do I still have to help you pay off your debts in the future?)

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Hongjun: "Why is the development of this catastrophe different from the plan of the Heavenly Dao?"

Li Changsheng traveled to the world of Journey to the West, during the Spring and Autumn Period of Nanyong Buzhou. Be determined to seek immortals and seek immortality. He knew that a big opportunity was to cross the Hangu Pass. He came to Hanguguan and chose to be a gatekeeper. On this day, the purple gas came from the east and saw the Taiqing Taoist Tianzun riding a green cow and in a linen suit who was about to pass. Li Changsheng bowed and said, "I've been floating for half my life. I just want to not meet a famous teacher. If you don't give up, I'm willing to learn from you." ... [Journey to the West] [Non-Honghuang] [Original Purpose of Journey to the West] Journey to the West is not only a book of gods and demons, but also a book of cultivation... Heart ape, Yima, Jin Gong, Mumu, Six Thieves...

Reborn in the prehistoric world, Hua Guang becomes an oil lamp between heaven and earth.

Initially, he cultivates and transforms through the endless true meaning of Suiren, becoming a disciple of the Xuandu sect. He

also activates his extraordinary intuition, capable of overcoming any magical power with a single thought, even creating myriad transformations!

[You subdue five hundred fire crows, comprehend the myriad ways of fire, and create the magical power of Samadhi True Fire!]

[You comprehend the principle of inaction, grasp the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and attain the magical power of One Qi Transformation into the Three Pure Ones!]

[The human race establishes a temple for Hua Guang, naming you Horse King. Through faith, you grasp the path of incense and worship!]

[You diligently cultivate the principles of Quasi-Sagehood, master the essence of fire, and ascend to the realm of Hunyuan Daluo!]

After nine breaths of subjugation, his three eyes can observe the world.

Returning wind and fire, he locks down all demons with a single spear!

When Hua Guang ascends to Hunyuan, he journeys to the heavens. Throughout the prehistoric world, countless believers already praise his name!

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?