Three Clans War Begins

During Qing Xuan's closed-door cultivation, the conflicts among the Three Clans in the Primordial Wilderness had reached an irreconcilable point.

"Ancestor, let us fight! The Kirin Tribe and Phoenix Clan have been far too arrogant. We must let them know who truly rules the Primordial World."

Within the Dragon Clan, a Quasi-Saint White Dragon petitioned Ancestral Dragon. The Azure Dragon, Ying Long, and the other dragons around him all voiced their agreement. This time, they would make the other two clans bow and submit.

After pondering for a moment, Ancestral Dragon soared into the air atop clouds and mist, then roared at the Dragon Clan.

"Then we shall fight! Sons of the Dragon Clan, follow me to Kirin Cliff and the Southern Bright Undying Volcano! Let them know that those who submit to me shall prosper, while those who oppose me shall perish!"

Roar!

The Dragon Clan answered in unison, rising into the air to gather around Ancestral Dragon. They blotted out the sky, churned the seas, and flew toward the continent.

"Your Majesty, the Dragon Clan has declared war on us. Our clan loves peace and has often avoided conflict, but the Dragon Clan has gone too far this time. They actually dared declare war on both clans at once."

"Your Majesty, the clan members are all prepared for battle. Please give the order. This time, we must slaughter the Dragon Clan into extinction."

Zhu Que flew through the air, her eyes brimming with murderous intent as she spoke to Yuan Feng.

Seeing her clansmen seething with indignation, Yuan Feng sighed inwardly before speaking.

"Clan members, our Phoenix Clan is kind by nature and never wished to wage war, bringing devastation upon the living beings of the Primordial World. But the Dragon Clan has bullied us too far. Since this cannot be avoided, then kill! Kill until the Dragon Clan never dares make an enemy of us again!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Led by Zhu Que, the Phoenix Clan members eagerly answered Yuan Feng's command.

After the clan members departed, Yuan Feng came to a volcanic crater and waved her hand. Two enormous eggs flew out of the lava. One egg shimmered in five colors, thick with the elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, carrying an air of divinity. The other was even stranger—one half of its shell was white, the other black. It was a Yin Yang Egg.

Yuan Feng had once battled Ancestral Dragon. When she returned to the Phoenix Clan after being wounded, she passed through a valley and was tainted by the Innate Yin Yang Five Elements Qi within it. Soon afterward, these two eggs were born.

This great war will surely burden the Phoenix Clan with countless Karma. These two children should not be trapped by it.

With that thought, Yuan Feng formed a hand seal. Red light enveloped the two eggs, and she actually extracted the Phoenix Bloodline from within them. From then on, the two eggs would no longer transform into phoenixes, nor would they be tainted by the Karma of the Phoenix Clan.

I still need to find good masters for them.

Yuan Feng pondered this. They were her children, after all. What parent did not worry over their children?

At Kirin Cliff.

"Your Majesty, the Dragon Clan is truly digging its own grave. Even the peace-loving Phoenix Clan has been angered into mobilizing their entire clan. Should our clan strike as well and deliver the Dragon Clan a fatal blow?" Ink Kirin said happily.

"If the Dragon Clan is seeking its own grave, how could my Kirin Tribe refuse to help? Mobilize every clansman. Remember: Quasi-Saints fight Great Luo, Great Luo fight Taiyi, and Taiyi fight Golden Immortals. If you cannot win, run. If you are injured, come back and lay eggs."

"My Kirin Tribe is not made up of reckless brutes like the Dragon Clan, nor are we as stubbornly single-minded as the Phoenix Clan. We rule the earth through wisdom."

First Kirin spoke smugly, then sent Ink Kirin off to issue the orders while he himself went back to Kirin Cliff to catch up on sleep.

The Three Clans began a war that lasted for years. For a time, heaven and earth changed color in the Primordial World, and the sun and moon lost their light. The Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan slaughtered one another, while the Kirin Tribe launched sneak attacks from the side. Across the battlefield, spell lights flashed everywhere, and all manner of Innate Divine Abilities emerged without end.

The Dragon Clan's Water Curtain Heavenly Splendor transformed into endless walls of water, trapping enemies within and flooding the earth to form lakes. The Phoenix Clan's Southern Bright Lihuo Flame burned with boundless fire, reducing everything it touched to scorched earth. The Kirin Tribe's Earth Cage caused enormous boulders to burst abruptly from the ground, reshaping the very landscape of the Primordial World as they slew their enemies.

Blood dyed the sky, oceans, and earth red. Countless living beings were reduced to ashes in this calamity. Mountains and rivers shattered, the land sank, and the once vibrant Primordial World became scarred beyond recognition, steeped in deathly silence.

"Hahaha! Good, good! Let us see how Hongjun stops me now."

In the Western Land, Luohu watched the war among the Three Clans with delight. Their conflict had plunged the living beings of the Primordial World into misery, breaking its original balance. Baleful Qi rose everywhere, and the Demon Path flourished.

"Boshun, take your men to the battlefield as well. Let more members of the Three Clans die."

"I obey the Demon Lord's command."

Boshun departed with twelve demon generals.

"Not yet. The Demonic Cult must be established."

Luohu calculated and felt that the time had not yet come, so he continued cultivating.

"Daoist Hongjun, have you found the demon's whereabouts?"

Three Daoists stood in the void, watching the war among the Three Clans. The man on the left wore a pale green robe, with stars and clouds faintly appearing upon it. His hair was white as snow, and his figure was tall and slender. The man on the right was broad and muscular, with a stern face and eyes like blazing suns. He wore an ancient crimson robe.

Hongjun stood in the middle in a yellow robe. If Qing Xuan had been present, he would surely have exclaimed, "What a traffic-light combination!"

"Luohu is unfathomable, and his mind is as deep as an abyss. We now know that he often resides in the Western Land, but his exact location still requires investigation."

"When the time comes, I will need Daoist Yang Mei and Daoist Qian Kun to lend a hand. Hongjun thanks you both in advance."

"Daoist Hongjun, there is no need for this. Luohu seeks to establish the Demonic Cult, something the Heavenly Dao will not tolerate. We will certainly aid you."

Yang Mei and Qian Kun both gave their assurances that they would act when the time came. As Chaos Demon Gods like Luohu, the two had fought him before and knew that neither could contend against him alone.

"That will be enough. I shall go persuade the leaders of the Three Clans once more. Please make yourselves at home." With that, Hongjun flew toward the Phoenix Clan.

"Daoist Qian Kun, do you not feel that Daoist Hongjun has become somewhat different?" After Hongjun had gone far away, Yang Mei voiced his doubts.

"Ever since Pangu split Heaven and Earth, we Chaos Demon Gods have had no path left to walk. Even now, you and I remain stuck in place, but I see that Daoist Hongjun has already set foot upon a different path. As for what the future holds, we shall see when the future comes."

Ancestor Qian Kun smiled calmly, as if he knew something. He then left the place. Yang Mei pondered Ancestor Qian Kun's words for a while before departing as well.

"I am the Penglai Myriad Beast King, commanding all beasts to vie across the four directions! My fate is mine, not Heaven's—all because the boss knows how to show off everywhere!"

"Wow! Great King, you're amazing!"

"Wow! Great King, you're awesome!"

"Wow! Great King, you're such a show-off!"

Fuzhu Da Bai stood atop the High Platform with his neck raised high, divine light gleaming around him as he basked in the flattery of the beasts below.

While Qing Xuan was in closed-door cultivation, Da Bai had established an entirely new force on Penglai Immortal Island.

"The Myriad Spirit Alliance!"

As the Great King, Fuzhu Da Bai became the Leader of Myriad Spirit Alliance. Under him were the Twelve Protectors.

Spirit Rat, Spirit Ox, Spirit Tiger, Spirit Rabbit, Spirit Fish, Spirit Snake, Spirit Horse, Spirit Goat, Spirit Monkey, Spirit Chicken, Spirit Dog, and Spirit Pig.

These Twelve Spirit Beasts were all experts among the Million Spirit Beasts, each at the Earth Immortal Realm. Beyond their own clansmen, the Twelve Spirit Beasts commanded the Million Spirit Beasts.

Just as Da Bai was enjoying himself, a streak of golden light shot skyward from Penglai Immortal Palace.