The Primordial Continent had not become peaceful simply because Qin Xuan and the others had entered seclusion.
On Kunlun Mountain.
Taiqing successfully severed his Good Corpse and had entered the Quasi-Sage realm.
Yuanshi's severed limbs had also regrown under the nourishment of the Merits of Creation.
Not only had the Merits of Creation restored the origin he had lost from his severed limbs, they had also helped him sever his Evil Corpse in one stroke, propelling his cultivation straight to the middle stage of Quasi-Sage.
However, after purifying Luo Hou's demonic seed and helping him advance from the middle stage of Great Golden Immortal all the way to the middle stage of Quasi-Sage, those Merits of Creation had grown somewhat thin.
Only Tongtian seemed to have made no progress in realm over these tens of thousands of years, remaining at the peak of Great Golden Immortal.
Yet the Sword Intent around him grew sharper by the day.
Over these years, Taiqing had remained pure and detached, while Yuanshi and Tongtian had each taken in quite a few disciples.
Yuanshi's disciples included Guangchengzi, Real Person Taiyi, Daoist Cihang, and others, all individuals of extraordinary origins and blessed merit.
Tongtian, meanwhile, had taken in Duobao, Immortal Wuyun, Immortal Qiusou, Immortal Chang'er Dingguang, and others. His disciples were truly a mixed bag.
Because Tongtian had stood by without helping when Yuanshi acted as he did outside Zixiao Palace years ago, the rift between them had not eased in the slightest. Instead, it had only deepened.
Furthermore, their disciples frequently clashed over matters of origin. Tongtian simply established another cultivation ground on Kunlun Mountain and separated from Yuanshi.
Above the Thirty-Three Heavens, at the Demon Court.
Dijun's figure suddenly appeared, and a powerful aura spread outward. All the demons present were startled.
Taiyi's eyes immediately lit up at the sight, and he said joyfully:
"Congratulations, Brother, on breaking through to the middle stage of Quasi-Sage!"
The demons below also bowed in unison.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
Dijun wore a delighted expression, secretly rejoicing inwardly.
Fortunately, he had listened to Bai Ze. The path of providence truly was extraordinary.
As the demon race continuously occupied the lands of the Primordial World, the endless power of providence pouring into his body had increased his cultivation speed by more than tenfold!
He raised a hand to signal for the demons to rise, then asked:
"While I was in seclusion, did any major events occur in the Primordial World?"
Waving his feather fan, Bai Ze stepped forward and said:
"Tens of thousands of years ago, an anomaly appeared atop Buzhou Mountain. Merit Golden Light pierced through Heaven and Earth, even shaking the entire Primordial Continent!"
"No one knows what Qin Xuan and the Ancestral Witches did!"
Dijun's expression immediately grew several degrees more solemn upon hearing this.
After pondering for a moment, he said in a deep voice:
"No matter. As long as Qin Xuan and that group of Ancestral Witches do not interfere in the struggle for supremacy in the Primordial World, they pose no threat to our Demon Court."
"Remember, under no circumstances are we to provoke them!"
Bai Ze nodded, then added:
"Duke Dong's Immortal Court has been specifically gathering cultivators hostile to our demon race. Its momentum is immense now, and we cannot afford to let down our guard!"
A flash of anger crossed Dijun's eyes. He snorted coldly.
"They are nothing but jumping clowns!"
"Pass down my command. Advance toward the Eastern Sea and wipe out the Immortal Court!"
At the same time, on Penglai Island in the Eastern Sea.
"The demon race runs rampant and slaughters all races! We ask the leader of the immortals to lead us against the demon race!"
Countless cultivators who had come to join them shouted loudly.
Duke Dong stood atop a high platform, radiant with spirit, and declared loudly:
"Good! Since all of you immortals have come to join my Immortal Court!"
"Today, my Immortal Court shall march upon the Primordial Continent and sweep away the demon race!"
Thus, the flames of war were ignited.
In merely several thousand years, the demon race and the Immortal Court fought so fiercely along the shores of the Eastern Sea that Heaven and Earth darkened. Countless living beings perished as a result.
Corpses piled into mountains, and rivers ceased to flow!
Even the Eastern Sea gradually took on a crimson hue.
Calamity qi spread throughout the void of the Primordial World.
Countless great powers in hidden cultivation, including the Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan, who had long remained out of sight, all looked utterly horrified.
They knew this aura all too well!
The Great Calamity!
Had arrived!
However, the demon race ultimately had a vast population and deep foundations. The Immortal Court gradually failed to hold on in the frontal battlefield, beginning to show signs of decline.
On Penglai Island, Duke Dong was frantic with anxiety.
At the same time, he was somewhat puzzled.
Over these years, cultivators from his Immortal Court had often disappeared without explanation.
Even quite a few subordinates sent out to gather intelligence and collect resources had vanished into thin air, as though they had completely evaporated.
What angered him even more was that Jieyin and Zhunti had clearly said in Zixiao Palace back then that they owed him a karmic debt. Yet tens of thousands of years had passed, and he had not even seen a trace of them!
Just as Duke Dong was consumed by worry, a voice suddenly sounded beside his ear:
"Why not ask Qin Xuan and the Twelve Ancestral Witches for help?"
Duke Dong immediately searched his surroundings upon hearing this, but he could not find the person who had transmitted the message at all.
But then, an idea stirred in his heart.
Right!
Qin Xuan was someone who had beaten Yuanshi, a Quasi-Sage, like a dead dog, and each of the Twelve Ancestral Witches possessed formidable cultivation.
If he could enlist their help, would the mere demon race not be destroyed with a flick of the hand?!
Thinking this, Duke Dong no longer hesitated. With a flash, he sped toward Buzhou Mountain.
Within Zixiao Palace, a satisfied smile appeared on Hongjun's face.
Suddenly, his gaze shifted, and he spotted Jieyin and Zhunti wandering by the Eastern Sea.
His expression darkened. Those two never rose early without profit to be had.
So he quickly activated the Creation Jade Plate.
In an instant, Hongjun's face turned pitch-black, and then his palm moved lightly.
The next moment, beside the Eastern Sea, Jieyin and Zhunti cried out at the same time:
"Why has the sky gone dark?"
They instinctively looked up, only to see a gigantic palm blotting out the sky as it swung toward them.
No one knew how much time had passed.
Two thunderous booms rang out over Mount Sumeru in the west.
A palm print flashed past, and two enormous craters suddenly appeared on Mount Sumeru.
Looking inside, one could vaguely make out two human-shaped figures embedded firmly in the mountain itself, impossible to pry free.
Halfway up Buzhou Mountain.
Fuxi, his head covered in bumps, leaned weakly against the invisible barrier of light. His gaze was somewhat vacant, and his face was filled with utter despair.
Over these tens of thousands of years, he had lost count of how many times he had tried to break through this barrier.
Yet every time, he had been violently bounced back, left dizzy and disoriented with another bump on his head.
Nüwa's aura beside him was also somewhat unstable, and she appeared extremely agitated.
For cultivators of their realm, entering seclusion for tens of thousands of years was ordinarily nothing unusual.
But choosing not to leave and being trapped here with no way out were entirely different matters!
Were they truly going to be trapped to death on Buzhou Mountain?
Just then, Fuxi, who had been slumped against the light barrier, suddenly staggered and collapsed onto the ground.
He hurriedly climbed back up and looked ahead in confusion. Then, his eyes gradually filled with disbelief.
The invisible light barrier that had enveloped Buzhou Mountain and trapped them for tens of thousands of years... had actually vanished!
Nüwa also noticed the anomaly, and the agitation on her face was instantly replaced by wild joy.
That damned light barrier had finally disappeared!
Both wore excited expressions as they prepared to descend the mountain, but a figure suddenly appeared before them.
Nüwa's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly asked:
"Qin Xuan, fellow Daoist!"
"Do you know who set up the barrier around Buzhou Mountain?"
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