While Qin Xuan and the Ancestral Witches were fishing in the west.
The Primordial Continent was once again thrown into turmoil.
Because of Hongjun's third sermon, the Primordial World had remained peaceful for several thousand years.
But as numerous mighty figures returned to the Primordial World, that peace was instantly shattered.
Along the shores of the East Sea, war between the Immortal Court and Demon Court reignited, fiercer than ever before.
Bloody storms shrouded the East Sea, and living beings fell almost every moment.
Countless corpses floated across the East Sea, their deathly aura soaring into the heavens.
Yet strangely, not a trace of blood stained the waters of the entire East Sea.
In the void, endless tribulation qi began spreading at an accelerated pace.
At the same time, the other Primordial Chaos mighty figures were not idle either.
Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun, that pair of best friends, remained holed up in their Wuzhuang Temple, apparently tinkering with something again.
Nether River remained the same as ever, hiding deep within the Sea of Blood and never showing himself.
Jieyin and Zhunti had once again wandered to the shores of the East Sea, directly converting any lone cultivators they encountered.
Moreover, no one knew what method those two had come up with, but they could somehow keep track of the movements of the Immortal Court's cultivators at all times.
Most of the cultivators Duke Dong had sent out to gather resources had fallen into their hands.
On Penglai Island, Duke Dong was growing increasingly anxious.
After Fangzhang Island was stripped clean by Jieyin and Zhunti, the Immortal Court's countless years of accumulated wealth vanished in an instant.
Yet in its struggle against the Demon Court, what mattered was not merely the cultivation of its subordinates. Resources and foundations were equally important.