Great Luo Mid-stage, Three Clans' Decisive Battle

Zhou Ming helped Di Jiang successfully stabilize his nascent consciousness and guided him to instinctively circulate the "Nine Revolutions Fiend Quenching Art," but he did not stop there.

He sat down cross-legged once more, consolidating his own cultivation while devoting part of his attention to monitoring Di Jiang and the other eleven blood cocoons.

The years flowed by.

After Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Mang, Ru Shou... the future Ancestral Wu awakened to consciousness one after another.

Each time a new consciousness awakened, it was accompanied by a violent surge of fiendish qi.

Zhou Ming had no choice but to repeat his previous actions time and again.

Again and again, he activated the Dao Origin Divine Pearl; again and again, he guided the "Nine Revolutions Fiend Quenching Art," helping these bewildered "younger brothers and sisters" overcome their first great hurdle, stabilize their consciousness, and embark upon the proper path of refining fiendish qi.

The process was dull and tedious, an immense test of Zhou Ming's primordial spirit power.

Fortunately, with each successful guidance, his understanding of the Law of Strength grew deeper, and his command over the Dao Origin Divine Pearl became ever more skillful.

More importantly, his cultivation also rose with the tide during this process. His primordial spirit became increasingly condensed, while the vitality and blood of his physical body grew ever more vast and surging.

No one knew how many more years passed.

A muffled boom sounded from within Zhou Ming's body, as though some bottleneck had been shattered.

The blood and vitality throughout his body surged forth, and his primordial spirit became ever more condensed and translucent, radiating an aura of perfect harmony and indestructibility.

Mid-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal!

He had succeeded!

He slowly opened his eyes. The divine light in them was restrained as he sensed the power within him, now several times greater than before—yet there was little joy on his face.

This little strength was still not worth mentioning before the Witch-Demon Tribulation.

I still have to keep working. The stronger I become, the greater the chance I'll have of preserving the Wu Clan in the future.

While Zhou Ming steadily improved himself and meticulously cared for these future Ancestral Wu, the Primordial Wilderness beyond Pangu Hall had already descended into mad slaughter!

The Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, and Qilin Clan were like three ferocious beasts driven utterly mad with rage, turning the entire Primordial Wilderness into an arena!

Endless campaigns, endless slaughter!

As time passed, the three clans continued their conquests and plundering, and the Fortune they amassed grew increasingly terrifying.

With the aid of this boundless Fortune, the three clan leaders—Ancestral Dragon, Primordial Phoenix, and Shi Qilin—actually broke through once again, all entering the late stage of the Quasi-Saint realm!

Only one step remained before the Hunyuan Saint Realm!

The explosive growth of their strength utterly ignited their ambitions to dominate the Primordial Wilderness!

The three clans poured out in full force, throwing all their power into this ultimate battle that would determine their fates!

On the East Sea Coast, Ancestral Dragon roared, raising waves tens of thousands of zhang high. Hundreds of millions of dragons formed a vast formation that blotted out the sky and covered the earth, fighting the Phoenix Clan to the death!

"Primordial Phoenix! Today, either you die or I perish!"

At Undying Volcano, Primordial Phoenix cried out sharply. True fire scorched the heavens and boiled the seas as countless divine birds formed a tempest of flames that swept across the land to meet the Qilin Clan in battle!

"Shi Qilin! The skies of the Primordial Wilderness can only be ruled by my Phoenix Clan!"

In the Central Land, Shi Qilin roared furiously. The laws of earth trembled as countless beasts charged forth, forming an earthen formation that forcefully withstood the assault of the Dragon and Phoenix Clans!

"You feathered mongrels! You long worms! Get the hell out of the Central Land!"

The might of late-stage Quasi-Saints erupted in full!

With every gesture, heaven and earth were destroyed!

Mountains and rivers shattered, and the sun and moon lost their light!

The earth was torn apart, magma gushed forth, and seawater flowed backward!

The skies were dyed red. The thick stench of blood and Tribulation Sha Qi nearly condensed into physical form!

Countless living beings were reduced to ashes in this catastrophe. Even their true spirits found it difficult to escape, utterly dispersing between heaven and earth.

The entire Primordial Wilderness was weeping, wailing in grief!

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Inside Pangu Hall.

Zhou Ming suddenly opened his eyes, his expression grave to the extreme.

Even with the protection of Pangu Hall separating him from the outside, he could clearly sense the world-destroying ripples beyond it, as well as the dense, suffocating resentment of Tribulation Sha Qi!

"The final battle... has begun!"

Tragic!

Tragic beyond all description!

In the end, this war that swept across the entire Primordial Wilderness had no victor.

Ancestral Dragon, Primordial Phoenix, and Shi Qilin—all three were grievously wounded!

They burned their Fortune and overdraw their origins. Though they slaughtered countless enemies, they also bled their own races dry to the very last drop!

Fewer than one in ten of the Dragon Clan remained; its elites had all perished!

The Phoenix Clan was withered and broken, its vital essence grievously damaged!

The Kirin Clan had suffered even more catastrophic casualties, nearly driven to extinction!

The entire Primordial Wilderness had been battered into a thousand holes by this protracted war that had swept up hundreds of millions of living beings. Spiritual Qi waned, and the land lay scarred beyond recognition.

Endless Karma coiled around the three tribes like heavy shackles.

In the Netherworld, the Great Dao delivered its punishment. An invisible curse descended upon the three tribes, who were barely clinging to life!

"Roar—!"

A mournful dragon's cry resounded across the Four Seas.

Gravely wounded and bound by Karma, Ancestral Dragon dragged his ruined body as he gazed upon the shattered Primordial Wilderness, his eyes filled with regret and unwillingness.

"I am Ancestral Dragon! Today, I see the Primordial Wilderness shattered and all living beings plunged into misery; my sins are immeasurably grave! I am willing to use the body of my Dragon Clan to forever guard the Four Seas, regulate the water veins, and not emerge until an immeasurable Tribulation arrives! May the Great Dao bear witness!"

Above the Eastern Sea, Ancestral Dragon let out a sorrowful, unwilling roar. His enormous dragon body transformed into a sea-stabilizing divine needle and sank into the seabed, suppressing the churning Four Seas.

"Cry—!"

A shrill phoenix cry tore through the heavens.

Primordial Phoenix burned his ruined body as he looked upon his withered clansmen, tears scattering across the sky.

"I am Primordial Phoenix! Today, I see Heaven and Earth out of balance and all living things withering; my sins are immeasurably grave! I am willing to use the body of my Phoenix Clan to forever guard Undying Volcano, harmonize yin and yang, and not emerge until an immeasurable Tribulation arrives! May the Great Dao bear witness!"

Above Undying Volcano, Primordial Phoenix released a sorrowful cry. His burning phoenix body transformed into an eternal mark of flame, branded deep within the volcano.

Immediately afterward, an air of desolation spread across the Central Land.

"I am Shi Qilin! Today, I hear the earth mourn and see the Spiritual Veins run dry; my sins are immeasurably grave! I am willing to use my Qilin body to forever guard the Central Land of the Primordial Wilderness, regulate the earth veins, and not emerge until a great Tribulation arrives! May the Great Dao bear witness!"

Upon the Central Land, Shi Qilin let out a heavy sigh. His colossal body merged into the earth, suppressing the chaotic earth qi.

The three overlords who had once commanded the winds and clouds paid a devastating price for their ambitions and the sins of their tribes, virtually imprisoning themselves.

As the three tribes swore their solemn oaths, the terrifying Tribulation Sha Qi that had blanketed the Primordial Wilderness finally began to slowly disperse.

The Dragon-Phoenix-Kirin Tribulation, which had lasted countless ages, ended with the three tribes all grievously wounded and withdrawing from the stage of the Primordial Wilderness!

Within Pangu Hall, Zhou Ming was filled with mixed emotions.

The wheels of history were indeed still rolling forward in the direction he knew.

The Dragon-Phoenix-Kirin Tribulation had ended.

With the three tribes leaving the stage, what came next would be the Dao-Demon Conflict, Dao Ancestor Hongjun attaining the Dao, and the Purple Cloud Palace opening to expound the Dao.

The Wu Clan and the demon tribe would also take the stage of this bloody, brutal Primordial Wilderness.

"There isn't much time left for the Wu Clan."

"Must... be faster!"

He closed his eyes and once more sank into cultivation.

The mid-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm was still far from enough!

Before Hongjun attained the Dao, he had to possess greater strength and make more thorough preparations!