Traveling through the primordial world, equipped with the Chaos Pearl, witnessing Pangu's creation of the world, and casually stealing... well, by chance, I acquired countless spiritual treasures.

Alt account (clone): Infiltrates the core of the Heavenly Dao, directly replaces the Heavenly Dao, and becomes the ultimate administrator of the Primordial Server.

Main body (original): Go to Ziwei Star, put on the Star Lord's disguise, activate stealth mode, and enjoy leisurely slacking off in Penglai every day.

Hongjun painstakingly attained enlightenment, only to have his account deleted by his superior (my clone), causing him to have a mental breakdown.

From now on, you can watch the show from a god-like perspective, munching on sunflower seeds, and occasionally join in the fun.

I have a clan in the ancient times, the Xishan Snake Clan, and I have led them through eternity.

I planted a tree in the ancient times. It grew three feet and three inches a day until the end of time.

I planted red flowers in the wilderness, which bloomed like blood and marked the other side.

Ten thousand snakes call me "the ancestor" and the world respects me as "the Taoist Master Qingxuan".

In the prehistoric world, there are trees and flowers, sunrises and sunsets, wind and rain. Although it's difficult, survival is possible. This is the story of a snake cultivating immortality in the prehistoric world, planting trees, flowers, and farming.

【Great Desolation】【Rise of the Wu Tribe】【Non-Hegemony】【System Sacrifice】

Zhou Ming transmigrated into the Great Desolation and became the leader of the Wu Tribe. With memories of the future, he was well aware of how disastrous the Lich Calamity would be.

System? It was refined by the Great God Pangu right at the start — leaving behind only a core essence.

Looking at the twelve future infamous Ancestral Witches standing before him, Wu Ming declared:

“Fight for dominance? Not even a dog would do that!”

“Brothers, listen to me — fighting and killing leads nowhere. Why not accumulate virtue and cultivate laws? Isn’t that the real fragrance?”

And so, the entire tone of the Great Desolation began to shift.

The demon race established the Heavenly Court, their momentum overwhelming — while the Wu Tribe quietly cleaned the earth’s lethal aura.

The Three Purities preached the Dao, purple energy rising in the east — while the Wu Tribe silently reorganized the chaotic leylines.

Powerful cultivators battled over treasures, blood flowing like rivers — while the Wu Tribe... quietly racked up more merit!

Di Jun: “What’s wrong with these Wu people…”

The protagonist Ji Qing travels to the prehistoric world and becomes the ancestor of humanity, the first human created by Nuwa. However, humanity will soon become sacrifices for the demons to refine the Witch-Slaying Sword. To avert catastrophe, Ji Qing leads humanity in betraying Nuwa and retreating to the prehistoric world. This attracts the attention of various forces, and various crises ensue... Laozi: What!? The human race has retreated, so my chance to become a saint will be postponed indefinitely. Sanqing: Not only yours, but mine has been postponed indefinitely too! The prehistoric world thus enters an age without saints! But after retiring, the ancestor of humanity, Ji Qing, cultivated fervently and achieved sainthood before the Five Saints... The introduction is too short, please move on to the main text, thank you very much! ! !

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...

In the primordial chaos, all things began to emerge, and the innate spiritual energy, rich as liquid, nourished countless beings. At the foot of Mount Buzhou, formed from the spinal cord of the great god Pangu, lay a vast and boundless ocean. Because it gathered the earliest and most concentrated innate water essence of heaven and earth, it was called the Primordial Eastern Sea. At the bottom of the Eastern Sea, an immense dragon vein was frantically absorbing the boundless creation and merit of the beginning of creation, nurturing the first supreme being of the primordial world…

A brand new, unmarked world of the Primordial Ancestral Dragon awaits all fellow cultivators. We welcome you to savor it and support us in creating an epic masterpiece.

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!

A 21st century otaku, unable to go home on a rainy day, plays games under a telephone pole. After being struck by lightning, he travels back to the primitive times after the creation of the universe. In order to survive in the primitive times, he constantly becomes stronger and causes troubles.

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?

Someone once saw me at the end of the world and reverently called me the World-Entwined Serpent - Jörmungandr. Someone also once gazed upon me from the end of Hell and called me the Ancient Serpent - Satan. I was also feared by the gods and called me the Hundred-Headed Dragon - Typhon. I have had many names: the Serpent of Creation, the Serpent of Sacrifice, the Serpent of Ritual, the Serpent of the World... But after crossing Chaos and reaching the Primordial Realm, I have only one divine name - the Primordial Ancient Serpent, the Origin of All.