Fuxi Qin

"This man truly can't tell good from bad!"

"Every one of the patriarchs of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans is a Quasi-Sage renowned throughout the Primordial World. Their supreme records of battle were built, over hundreds of millions of years, from real heaps of their enemies' corpses."

"Heh heh... another frog at the bottom of a well!"

"A member of the Witch Clan who has only just emerged dares to say the three patriarchs aren't strong enough! Has this man gone mad?"

Fuxi's words drove the three Quasi-Sages to furious rebukes.

"Arrogant!"

"How dare you!"

"You're courting death!"

"Neither of you needs to trade words with these barbarians. Let us strike and wipe out the Witch Clan. Then Pangu Hall, formed from Pangu's Heart, will be ours. Legend says the hall holds endless mysteries. If we obtain it, the benefits will be unimaginable!" Ancestral Qilin proposed.

"Agreed!!"

"Very well!"

Having reached an agreement, the three Quasi-Sages transformed at once. In an instant, three terrifying figures appeared in the Primordial World, each tens of thousands of miles in size.

One was a divine bird wreathed in scarlet, with the front of a swan and the rear of a qilin, the neck of a snake and the tail of a fish, dragon markings and the back of a tiger. That was Yuanfeng.

One was a strange beast clad in rosy radiance, with a magnificent horned head and exquisite, precious light shining all over his body. That was Ancestral Qilin.

One was a colossal beast ten thousand zhang long, with the body of a snake, the head of a crocodile, the legs of a lizard, and the talons of an eagle, riding clouds and mist and summoning wind and rain. That was Ancestral Dragon.

In an instant, heaven and earth changed color across the Primordial World. The spiritual pressures of the three Quasi-Sages surged against one another above Buzhou Mountain, intertwining again and again.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Even the sky could not withstand their imposing might, and from time to time it let out a wail like shattering glass.

For countless hundreds of millions of miles around, innumerable living beings were cowed by that might. They prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to move.

"Die!"

The three divine beasts gave low roars, their rumbling voices resounding throughout Buzhou Mountain.

Three immensely vast claws fell like meteors, grasping for the top of Fuxi's head.

Before the Witch Clan Territory.

Facing the three descending mountain peaks, Fuxi remained unhurried and said softly, "An impressive display of might, at least!"

As his words fell, a beautiful qin note rang out!

Zheng!

At the same time, a guqin appeared before Fuxi. It was his companion spirit treasure, the Fuxi Qin.

The qin had a base of white jade and strings like heavenly silk. It was exceptionally lustrous and warm, exquisite beyond compare.

Creation Dao Patterns were engraved upon it, and an unparalleled presence filled the six directions and the ten quarters.

Fuxi placed both hands on the qin and gently plucked its strings. At once, beautiful celestial music rang throughout Buzhou Mountain.

A ripple visible to the naked eye spread outward, and the three terrifying beast claws were stopped by the sound of the qin.

The ripple and the beast claws met in the sky, their immense Qi currents intertwining as terrifying cracks in space spread across the whole expanse.

The two sides remained locked in a stalemate for a long time, until the ripple burst apart. In an instant, endless void storms poured into the Primordial World. Qiankun fell into chaos, Yin and Yang were overturned, and Wind, Fire, Water, and Earth reenacted the creation of heaven and earth.

At the same time, when the ripple formed by the qin music shattered, it scattered a vast force that drove back all three beast claws and left great wounds across them.

An endless rain of blood fell from the sky onto the earth. In an instant, grass and trees flourished and spirit creatures took form, making a scene brimming with life.

But when these newly transformed spirit creatures saw the battle between four Quasi-Sages in the sky, every one of them was horrified out of its wits and fled in all directions.

"One against three? How is that possible?"

"Can this be fake? Three Quasi-Sages can't even take down one man!"

"Who is this man? Why have I never heard of him?"

"Hahaha... the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans have been arrogant for too long. This time they've finally kicked an iron plate."

Throughout the Primordial World, countless beings nearly had their jaws drop when they saw a strike from three Quasi-Sages blocked by a single qin note.

The members of the Three Qilin Clans in particular burst into an uproar when they saw that their patriarchs, even with the combined strength of three Quasi-Sages, had only fought their opponent to a draw.

"Impossible! The patriarch's strength reaches through heaven and earth, and he has fought countless battles over hundreds of millions of years. How could he fail to defeat a member of the Witch Clan?"

"That fellow is playing tricks! He must have used some scheme to win by luck."

"He cheated! He used Magic Treasures against the patriarch's body. That victory was dishonorable!!"

"That's right, our patriarch hasn't even used Magic Treasures yet!"

They had simply chosen to forget that their patriarchs were fighting Fuxi with the combined strength of three. If anyone was cheating, the three Quasi-Sages were the ones truly doing it.

Moreover, the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans were themselves renowned for their powerful bodies. Though they could not compare to the Witch Clan, their bodies were no worse than ordinary Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Yet many beings of the Primordial World shared the thoughts of the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clansmen.

As a result, they grew greedy and envious of the Fuxi Qin.

Many mighty figures, however, could see that the treasure was only a high-grade Innate Merit Spirit Treasure. Although it was among the finest magic treasures in the Primordial World, it was not as though there were no treasures stronger than the Fuxi Qin.

Yet they had never heard of anyone relying on a single high-grade Innate Merit Spirit Treasure to fight three Quasi-Sages!

Only beings like Hongjun, who possessed supreme-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures and Innate Supreme Treasures, knew the actual situation.

But beings of the Primordial World who possessed top-tier treasures were few in number, after all. Most were already perfectly content to possess a single innate-grade treasure.

This caused many beings of the Primordial World to misjudge and exaggerate the Fuxi Qin's power. In turn, they grew even more covetous of high-grade magic treasures, leading to more killings for treasure in the Primordial World in the future!

"Use your magic treasures! We must destroy the Witch Clan today!!"

A resolute voice rang out high in the heavens, its rumble shaking heaven and earth.

At the same time, a brilliant light pierced heaven and earth, and a Dragon Pearl appeared in the sky, its entire body creamy white and its patterns like starlight. In an instant, the heavens changed abruptly. Clouds and thunder arose, wind and rain swept through, and the whole world was shrouded. Ancestral Dragon's ten-thousand-zhang body vanished into the dark clouds, with only scattered scales and claws showing.

A scarlet bell also appeared in the sky. Its sound was crisp and pleasing to the ear, and with each shake, countless seas of fire manifested and swirled around Yuanfeng. The scorching flames seemed almost capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas.

Ancestral Qilin, meanwhile, took out a banner. It was one foot and seven inches long, and its color was black and yellow. As soon as it appeared, ten thousand golden lotuses bloomed, all evils withdrew, and no magic could penetrate it. It was none other than the Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner.

For a time, heaven and earth changed color, the five elements lost their balance, Yin and Yang crossed, and thunder dragons churned—an apocalyptic sight.

"Fall!!"

At the command, boundless divine lightning struck down and blazing divine flames swept forth, heading straight for Fuxi and the Witch Clan Territory.

Fuxi's expression remained calm. He sat cross-legged and plucked the strings.

A beautiful melody rang out across the land of the Primordial World, like a vast sound from immemorial times that brought peace to the hearts and minds of all who heard it.

The piece contained all Three Sounds of heaven, earth, and man. The three notes intertwined, ethereal and ever-changing, transforming without end.

Wave after wave of sound spread outward, crossing with the lightning and flames.

Rosy radiance flickered and vanished. Beneath the qin music, even the sky-filling lightning and fire raised by the Quasi-Sages were swept away, one by one.