The Three Clans' Curtain Falls

To help his younger sister fleece a little more Heavenly Dao Merit, Fuxi even accompanied her as she wandered around the entire Primordial World.

As for Hongjun's Divine Ability transmission, Fuxi had of course received it.

It was just that he had never intended to follow Hongjun and the others in their campaign against Luohu in the first place.

Fuxi naturally had his own plans for dealing with Luohu.

Thus, Fuxi simply ignored this Divine Ability message and took Nuwa from the eastern Primordial World toward the Western Primordial World at an unhurried pace.

On Jade Capital Mountain, in Zixiao Palace.

Eight Quasi-Sage experts were quietly meditating and regulating their breathing.

Only Daoist Hongjun, who had initiated the campaign to eradicate the demon and defend the Dao, was somewhat anxious.

They had waited in Zixiao Palace for a hundred years, but Fuxi had never appeared.

And as time passed, the fiendish Qi between heaven and earth in the Primordial World grew increasingly dense, the workings of heaven were concealed, and the killing calamity was upon them.

By Hongjun's reckoning, Luohu's plan was also close to completion.

If they waited any longer, it would be impossible to stop Luohu. With no other choice, Hongjun sent Fuxi another transmission talisman.

But once again, the message sank like a stone into the sea.

How could Hongjun not understand Fuxi's intentions by now?

His face flushed red, and his heart was full of displeasure.

My prediction was right after all. After accepting my Magic Treasures, Fuxi would not go on the campaign against Luohu as I intended.

But what does he intend to do? If he breaks his oath, how could the Heavenly Dao tolerate him?

Hongjun's head was splitting. He had never predicted anything correctly when it came to Fuxi.

Now that the workings of heaven were obscure, he had lost even the desire to take out the Fragment of the Jade Plate of Creation and make a divination.

A look of misery appeared on his face.

Anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was the future Daoist Jieyin.

Seeing Hongjun's expression, Yang Mei and the others all looked over and asked,

"Daoist Hongjun, has there been any progress?"

These people had long since grown impatient.

Hongjun said helplessly, "If my guess is right, Fellow Daoist Fuxi may have his own ideas. I'm afraid he won't be coming with us!"

Hearing this, all the Quasi-Sages present frowned, feeling a trace of displeasure toward Fuxi.

"If he won't come, then so be it. It makes no difference if we're without him. With eight Quasi-Sages among us, I refuse to believe we can't deal with Luohu!" Daoist Bengtian voiced what everyone was thinking.

Hongjun also shook his head and said regretfully, "Very well, then we won't wait any longer."

With that, Hongjun stood up, faced the assembled Quasi-Sages, and spoke with righteous conviction.

"Now the myriad clans of the Primordial World are at war, and the land is scarred and ravaged. Calamity Fiendish Qi gathers in ever greater quantities, and heaven and earth are undergoing immense upheaval. Behind all these causes and effects lies the meddling of the Western Demon Ancestor Luohu."

"This demon cultivates the Dao of slaughter exclusively. He vainly seeks to slaughter the countless living beings of the Primordial World, gather the fiendish Qi of heaven and earth, and then attain the Dao and become a Sage through slaughter. Such a vicious, wantonly lawless wretch is the mortal enemy of all of us who cultivate the Dao. If this demon attains the Sage position, the Primordial World will be destroyed, and so too will its myriad clans!"

"The existence of such a fiend is a great calamity for our Primordial World, and one the Heavenly Dao cannot tolerate."

"Today, I, Hongjun, swear to heaven that this fiend and I cannot coexist! Fellow Daoists, follow me to Mount Sumeru and slay Luohu!"

As his words fell, eight figures stepped out of Jade Capital Mountain at once. With a flash, they sped toward Western Mount Sumeru.

The Primordial World.

The war between the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans grew ever more brutal, with countless clan members slaughtering one another across the Primordial World.

Battles between Primordial Unity Golden Immortals and Daluo Golden Immortals could be seen everywhere in the Primordial World. Even the Quasi-Sage patriarchs of the three clans occasionally joined the fighting!

The world-shattering shockwaves threw the order of the entire Primordial World into chaos. Yin and Yang fell out of balance, heaven and earth overturned, the land split apart, and volcanoes erupted. It was like the end of the world.

And countless living beings of the Primordial World died miserable deaths in the aftermath.

For a time, death Qi, baleful Qi, fiendish Qi... permeated the air everywhere.

Boundless Calamity Fiendish Qi blotted out the sky. Even the radiance of the Sun Star dimmed, and the entire Primordial World turned a murky gray.

The war grew ever larger, and the number of dead and wounded among the three clans was likewise immense.

As more and more clan members died, the patriarchs of the three clans finally realized something was wrong.

Not only had their own clans' fortune failed to increase, it was rapidly draining away amid the slaughter. At the same time, the Western Demon Sect's fortune was growing many times over.

Only then did the three clans realize they had fallen for the Western Demon Sect's treacherous scheme.

But by then, the fighting had left the Primordial World battered and scarred, and there was even a danger that heaven and earth would be destroyed and earth, wind, water, and fire would arise anew.

And at that very moment, a profoundly mysterious Will of Heaven descended from high above onto the patriarchs of the three clans.

At once, the three patriarchs understood, and they were filled with regret.

Since the Beast Calamity, the three clans had been the overlords of the Primordial World, holding sway over heaven and earth. They had never imagined that, after countless years of war, their clans' fortune would gradually drain away to nothing, while they incurred boundless karmic debt.

With karmic debt so heavy, if they did not repay it, the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans would surely face extinction.

To ensure that the three clans could continue, they had to repay the debt of slaughter they had incurred and restore balance to the Primordial World's disrupted order.

"So be it. This killing calamity began because of us, and it is only right that we repay the debt!"

Having understood everything, the patriarchs of the three clans all let out long, sorrowful sighs.

The three Quasi-Sage mighty figures then revealed their true forms, ten thousand zhang tall, and swore to heaven.

"Heavenly Dao above, I, Yuanfeng, am willing to lead the Phoenix Clan in guarding the Undying Volcano forever, never to emerge into the world again for boundless Tribulations. May the Heavenly Dao bear witness!"

"Heavenly Dao above, I, Ancestral Dragon, am willing to lead the Dragon Clan in guarding the Four Seas Realm forever, never to emerge into the world again for boundless Tribulations. May the Heavenly Dao bear witness!"

"Heavenly Dao above, I, Ancestral Qilin, am willing to lead the Qilin Clan in guarding the land forever, never to emerge into the world again for boundless Tribulations. May the Heavenly Dao bear witness!"

As their words fell, the three Quasi-Sages each turned into a streak of fire and vanished into the Undying Volcano, the Four Seas Realm, and the heart of the land, respectively.

In an instant, the volcanoes became still, the land mended, and the four seas became one.

The wildly raging earth, wind, water, and fire all fell completely calm at the same time.

At the same time, a ray of Merit descended from the sky and split into three, heading toward the volcano, the land, and the four seas to neutralize the power of the Calamity Fiendish Qi permeating the three clans.

From that moment on, the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans withdrew from the stage of the Primordial World's history!

Though the three clans could remain in the world as divine beasts and immortal birds, they could never again return to their former heights.

Western Mount Sumeru.

Boundless demonic Qi enveloped the towering mountain, which stretched for countless miles in every direction.

The demonic Qi blotted out the sky and sun, thick as liquid, rising and falling like a tide amid the boundless mountain ranges.

Atop Mount Sumeru, a towering Demon Palace stood beneath the firmament.

Within Luohu's place of cultivation, in Jidu's great hall, a Twelfth-Grade Purple-Black Lotus Platform slowly rotated, mysterious and unfathomable.

Endless fiendish Qi gathered from between heaven and earth and was then absorbed by it.