sinovels Chapter 43 The Lich's Landscape
Chapter 43 The Lich's Landscape
Chapter 43 The Lich's Landscape
Deep within the Netherworld Blood Sea, the Kunpeng Palace stands majestically, radiating the profound aura of acquired merit treasures.
Inside the hall, Kunpeng sat cross-legged, his Daoist aura contained within him, as if he had merged with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.
He had just completed the creation of the Asura demon race, gaining immeasurable merit, which he then poured into the Kunpeng Palace, elevating its quality to a new level and making it the ultimate treasure of acquired merit.
Now, Kunpeng possesses the power of the Thirty-Six Heavens, and has many treasures such as the God-Slaying Spear, the Demon-Summoning Banner, and the Three Great Lotus Platforms. He also possesses the Seven Great Laws and his cultivation has reached the mid-stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.
Whether it is magic power, physical body, or primordial spirit, they have all reached the extreme of the quasi-saint realm, and even faintly touched the level of saint.
But he did not slack off in the slightest because of this.
"Now that the Asura demon race has emerged, they should help me stabilize the fortunes of the demon cult."
With a thought, Kunpeng sent a decree to the depths of the Blood Sea.
The newly born 129,600 Asura demons, under his command, began to establish order in an orderly manner, cultivate demon script, and form a protective army led by the four Asura Kings, loyal only to Kunpeng.
These Asura demons are born with a natural affinity for the sea of blood, are fearless in the face of death, and possess the inheritance of demonic script. Given time, they will surely become a powerful force in the prehistoric world that cannot be underestimated.
"Next, we will refine the God-Slaying Spear and slay the evil corpse!"
Kunpeng's gaze fell upon the jet-black spear that hovered in front of him.
The God-Slaying Spear was formed from the root of the Chaos Green Lotus and is the number one innate killing weapon.
It was shrouded in demonic energy and its malevolent aura soared to the heavens. Its power was so great that even a sage would have to be wary of it.
The avatars created by entrusting such ferocious weapons to evil corpses are probably no less powerful than the original body.
"However, dismembering a corpse is no easy task."
Kunpeng knew that the method of severing the three corpses required a long period of time to calm the mind and hone the power of magic for each corpse to be severed.
Although he has recently severed his good corpse and his realm is now stable, he would need to use a massive amount of merit to force a breakthrough if he wanted to sever his evil corpse again.
Otherwise, it would be necessary to slowly nurture this god-slaying spear, allowing its demonic nature to perfectly align with one's own evil intentions.
The merits he possessed had already been entirely poured into the Kunpeng Palace, transforming into a supreme treasure of acquired merits.
"Enough, the path of cultivation cannot be rushed."
Kunpeng was cautious by nature, and he knew the principle that if the foundation was not solid, the earth would shake and the mountains would tremble.
Moreover, the primordial sages have not yet been born, and the great calamity of the Lich King has not yet fully erupted.
With such combat power, he can protect himself and also plot.
He no longer pressed the matter, but simply sat quietly in the sea of blood, using his quasi-saintly power to nurture the God-Slaying Spear, gradually cleansing its demonic nature so that it could perfectly blend with his own evil thoughts; at the same time, he used the power of the Thirty-Six Heavens to deduce the mysteries of the laws and consolidate his mid-stage Primordial Golden Immortal realm.
Time flowed slowly through this desolate yet fulfilling period of seclusion.
Meanwhile, on the primordial continent, turmoil is brewing once more.
Since the Heavenly Marriage, the demon race's Heavenly Court has enjoyed great fortune and its army has become strong and powerful.
Di Jun and Tai Yi both successfully severed their corpses, achieving the status of Quasi-Saints, which brought the Heavenly Court's prestige to an unprecedented peak.
"Now that my Heavenly Court has been established, it shall govern all spirits and act as the shepherd of Heaven!"
Inside the Lingxiao Palace, Emperor Jun, wearing an imperial crown and robes, was filled with pride and satisfaction.
At his command, hundreds of millions of demon soldiers marched out of the Thirty-Three Heavens and began to expand their influence across the primordial land.
They conquered all races, plundered resources, and established the Heavenly Court as their ruling institution.
In an instant, the demon race rose to power across the primordial land, like oil being poured on a raging fire, or flowers blooming in brocade.
However, on this ancient continent, besides the demon race, there is another equally powerful race that is also quietly growing stronger.
At the foot of Mount Buzhou, in the Pangu Palace.
Each of the twelve Ancestral Witches was enormous, possessed a violent aura, and had an incomparably powerful physical body.
They do not cultivate their primordial spirit, but only their physical body. The physical strength of each ancestral witch is comparable to that of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.
Their cultivation had already reached the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, and each of them had severed one of their corpses, achieving the Quasi-Saint realm!
Especially the leader, Dijiang, who controls space and extreme speed, his escape technique is so fast that it is even comparable to the true form of Kunpeng and Dapeng.
"Dijun! Taiyi!"
Zhu Rong, the most hot-tempered of the fire ancestor witches, shattered a ten-thousand-foot-high mountain with a single punch, roaring, "Those two hairy beasts dare to presume to rule over us, the descendants of Pangu?!"
"Now, even when my Wu tribe's sons go hunting in the heavens, they have to defer to the demon race? This is utterly outrageous!"
Beside him, Gonggong, the ancestral witch of water, also had a gloomy expression and coldly said, "My witch clan only reveres the Father God Pangu, we do not worship Heaven and Earth, nor do we respect the demon race! That brat Dijun, how dare he!"
Although the ancestral witches were straightforward, they were not without wisdom.
They were well aware that the expansion of the demon race's heavenly court had threatened the living space of the witch race.
Two dominant powers cannot coexist on one mountain.
This vast and desolate land can only have one master in the end!
Thus, the Wu tribe army roared out from Buzhou Mountain and began to fight with the demon race's heavenly court for territory and to seize spiritual veins.
The two primordial overlords have officially begun their first tentative clash!
Initially, it was the great shamans under their command who fought against the demon kings.
However, as the war escalated and casualties grew heavier, it eventually alarmed the top experts on both sides.
On this day, on a sacred mountain containing the primordial source of fire.
The demon saints Yingzhao and Feilian, leading a million demon soldiers, engaged in an earth-shattering battle with the great witches Xingtian and Kuafu, leading a hundred thousand witch soldiers.
Both sides were bloodthirsty, leaving corpses strewn across the field and rivers of blood flowing.
Seeing that the demon army was about to be defeated, the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun and the Eastern Emperor Tai Yi could no longer sit still.
"Hmph! These barbarians are truly stubborn and incorrigible!"
Taiyi, riding the Chaos Bell and carrying billions of feet of solar fire, charged straight into the battlefield.
Di Jun also had the Hetu and Luoshu on his head, which evolved into the stars of the heavens and suppressed the four directions.
Two quasi-saint level experts appeared together and instantly swept the battlefield clean, killing countless elites of the witch clan.
"Di Jun! Tai Yi! How dare you!"
However, soon, twelve enormous figures, carrying overwhelming malevolent energy, roared in from the direction of Buzhou Mountain.
It was none other than the Twelve Ancestral Witches!
"Those who offend my witch clan shall die!"
Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, who were the most hot-tempered, were the first to rush forward and engage Tai Yi in battle.
Dijiang, Qiangliang, Shebishi and other ancestral witches also joined forces to besiege Dijun.
In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the sun and moon lost their light.
On this vast and desolate land, the four most powerful quasi-saints have officially begun their first full-scale clash!
This great war lasted for hundreds of years.
Although the brothers Di Jun and Tai Yi possessed the innate treasures Chaos Bell and Hetu Luoshu.
However, the Ancestral Witches possessed formidable physical strength, were unafraid of spiritual treasures, and when the twelve of them joined forces, they could even subtly communicate with Pangu's aura and summon Pangu's true form.
In the end, despite relying on the advantage of the supreme treasure, Emperor Jun and Taiyi were not defeated.
However, faced with the frenzied siege and fearless fighting style of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they were also badly injured and in a sorry state, and had no choice but to retreat back to the Thirty-Third Heaven.
Thus, the Wu and Yao races officially established their status as the overlords of the primordial world.
The primordial continent was divided in two.
The Demon Clan's Heavenly Court rules over the Thirty-Three Heavens and most of the Primordial World.
The Wu tribe occupied Mount Buzhou and the vast surrounding land.