Chapter 30 The First Calamity of the Dragon and Phoenix
When Yuanshi returned last time, he told his brother and sister that there were unfathomable people hidden in the prehistoric world. Fellow Daoist Hongjun had at least made it clear that he wanted to "borrow" from them. If he were to forcibly take them, his brother and sister would be powerless against him.
Hongjun was very satisfied with the Linglong Pagoda. The Three Pure Ones became his disciples and noticed that the stagnant Qi had suddenly come alive and was now slowly rising. They were also satisfied.
"Today, I will first explain to you the way of Quasi-Saints." To show that he was not someone who came to 'borrow' the pagoda and not return it, Hongjun began to preach the Dao to the Three Pure Ones on the spot to reassure them.
"The Dharma should not be passed on to six ears. You must know that the master and disciple share the same fate and are connected by the same energy. You must not easily accept disciples." Hongjun looked at his three disciples with satisfaction. The fortune of the Three Pure Ones also nourished him. The Chaos Demon God, who had never had any fortune before, felt the favor of fate for the first time.
"We will follow Master's teachings." After the sermon, the Three Pure Ones were convinced and recognized Hongjun as their master.
Hongjun discovered that these three disciples were remarkably insightful, and after just one lecture, they were on the verge of breaking through to a higher realm.
"You all should go into seclusion and cultivate diligently. I need to attend to my personal matters first. When I return after achieving sainthood, I will teach you the methods of becoming a saint." As soon as he finished speaking, Hongjun was already gone.
Just as Hongjun was about to take down Rahu with the tower he had just acquired, the long-standing feud between the Dragon and Phoenix clans was nearing its peak.
Ao Ze's eyes were bloodshot, his hands trembling as he held the young dragon tendons. He glared at Feng Yao opposite him and gritted his teeth, saying, "Feng Yao, the young child is innocent! How could you do such a cruel thing? You not only sucked his blood and pulled out his tendons, but you also peeled off his scales and flesh..."
All the dragons wept, deeply moved, and glared angrily at 'Feng Yao'.
"Seventeen is the gentlest of the three, usually quiet and shy, never venturing beyond the clan's territory. You're not satisfied with just devouring Seventeen, yet you dare to spout nonsense and slander him out of thin air." Ao Lie is Seventeen's uncle, and among the many dragon princes and princesses who can climb on roofs and tear off tiles, he dotes on Seventeen the most.
Seeing his nephew killed for no reason, in a very tragic manner, and then smeared with dirty water, he was even more enraged.
'Feng Yao' was also furious, and said to the surrounding phoenixes: "What do you mean 'young child'? It's thousands of years old and it's still young. It sneaked into the Wutong Forest and drowned the young birds of the sacred land. It deserved to die."
'Feng Yan' stepped forward, indignantly saying, "And those fledglings that haven't even hatched yet, drowned for no reason, their potential completely destroyed. That's the pure bloodline of my Phoenix Clan, hard-won. This is extinguishing the hope of my Phoenix Clan."
“Since the Dragon Clan is so unreasonable, we don’t need to be polite. Feng Yao, let’s go to the Dragon Clan and burn their holy land to the ground.”
"..."
"That's how it should be. The Phoenix Fire can ignite anything. They make us despair, and we should also extinguish the hopes of others as a warning to others."
“Let’s go,” Feng Yan waved his hand, calling to everyone, “We’ll take the route through the Dragon Clan’s Holy Land and make sure that dragon who opposes our ancestor suffers a heart-wrenching pain.”
"Good, that's how it should be." The phoenixes transformed into their original forms, flapped their wings, and stood in mid-air.
Ao Lie, true to his fiery temper, immediately soared into the clouds and unleashed a breath of dragon fire at the leader, Feng Yan.
'Feng Yan' rolled its eyes and came up with a plan: to make the fire burn even brighter.
'Feng Yan' pretended to be injured by the dragon's breath and rushed forward to settle scores with Ao Lie. In reality, he got close and controlled Ao Lie. In front of all the dragons and phoenixes, he staged a scene where Ao Lie was furious and then did the same to 'Feng Yan', making him experience the fate of 'plucking his fur, skinning him, slicing his flesh, and being devoured'.
The sight ignited a murderous intent in the eyes of the Phoenix Clan members, their blood-red eyes replacing their previously clear vision. Furthermore, the fact that 'Feng Yao' had been ambushed by Ao Ze and followed in 'Feng Yan's' footsteps only added fuel to the fire.
"How despicable!" Feng Xin gritted her teeth. "Go! Kill them all and avenge Elders Eight and Nine."
The dragons did not know what Ao Ze and Ao Lie had encountered. Since the elders wanted to fight, they would not back down and would fight to the death.
Having successfully completed his mission, Luo Hou watched as the flames of war spread uncontrollably, threatening his very foundation. Satisfied, he took a deep breath of the tribulation energy, clenched his powerful hands, and laughed heartily. The opportunity to become a saint had arrived. Let this primordial world see who can stop Luo Hou!
The Dragon and Phoenix clans fought from the four seas to the west, their killing intent filling the sky and blood and flesh flying everywhere. To protect themselves, the Qilin clan allied with the Phoenix clan. While they fought fiercely above, the people below suffered and the land was damaged.
Finally, a decisive battle was launched in the West. In this battle, the spiritual energy of the West was severed, the land became parched, and nothing grew.
Heaven reigns supreme, dark clouds gather, and a terrifying aura of divine punishment brews, waiting only for the critical point to arrive, at which point the dragon and phoenix will cease to exist.
The Qilin clan is adept at observing the will of Heaven. When the ancestral Qilin saw that the situation was not good, he immediately made a great vow: "Heaven is above, I am willing to forever guard the primordial earth veins to protect the earth's power from everlasting. From then on, the Qilin will stay away from the world and only emerge when there is good fortune."
Upon realizing that the divine punishment was dissipating above the Qilin clan, Ancestral Qilin could only manage a bitter smile. Thinking of his only son, the Four-Unlikes, he suddenly understood that the divine punishment had already descended, but he had been completely unaware of it.
Looking at the stubborn dragon and phoenix with infinite regret, I lamented the boundless karma created by their three races, which I fear will never dissipate.
The great powers of the primordial world could only shut themselves off and guard their own small territories. At this time, there were only a handful of Quasi-Saints in the primordial world, and no Saints at all. The power of an individual was ultimately no match for that of the collective.
When Di Jun on the Sun Star saw this scene, his resolve to gather a group of people and establish his own power was strengthened.
Taiyi remained silent, unable to comprehend the fact that with such powerful three races, no matter which side won, the cultivators of all races in the prehistoric world would not have an easy time. He, who had once opposed the decision, silently supported Dijun's decision.
The Three Pure Ones, who were still in seclusion on Kunlun Mountain, witnessed the tremendous changes in the world overnight, and saw the devastation that the three races had inflicted on the prehistoric world. Their faces turned ashen.
"Outrageous! This brat is not even human!" Yuanshi cursed. "Brother, are you going to sit idly by and do nothing?"
"I can't swallow this insult. This is the primordial world that the Father God transformed himself into. No one but my two brothers has the right to touch it." Tongtian, dressed in green and holding the Qingping Sword, was ready to strike.
"Calm your mind and don't let anger cloud your judgment; keep your mind clear." Lao Tzu remained calm and unhurried.
Yuan Shi was so angry he almost fell over backwards. "Big Brother!!!"
“Why are you in such a hurry?” Laozi calmly reassured his two indignant brothers. “I think Master has gone to deal with this matter. With our cultivation levels, we should stay in our cave and cultivate ourselves in peace. If one day… we won’t be as helpless as we are now.”
Tongtian, standing behind, pursed his lips and glanced at his second brother out of the corner of his eye. For the first time, he was thankful that Yuanshi wasn't like that; he was driving him crazy.
Lishan
As Chang Hao gazed at the heavy black fog on the western horizon, which permeated the surrounding area, the image of a certain person came to mind.
“Luo Hou…” Chang Hao’s eyes turned bloodshot, and the primordial chaos beneath his feet seemed to respond to Chang Hao’s words, crying out for help.
Chang Hao didn't ask for much in his life, but his determination to make the Primordial World an eternal plane remained unwavering and deeply rooted. Luo Hou's actions were tantamount to jumping into his minefield.
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