The Tribulation Rises in the West, Demonic Shadows First Appear

Xuan Wazi's "diligent cultivation" had yielded significant results. On the vast lands of the Primordial Era, the conflicts between the Dragon, Phoenix, and Kirin tribes escalated, no longer confined to border skirmishes. Small-scale encounters gradually evolved into legion-level clashes, with hatred spreading like wildfire, engulfing tribe after tribe, territory after territory.

Finally, on a vast wasteland at the border between the Western and Central lands, the main forces of the three tribes, fueled by countless years of resentment and a series of recent "unexplained" incidents, collided with a thunderous roar!

"Roar—!"

Dragon roars shook the heavens as tens of thousands of divine dragons soared through the clouds, their scales reflecting a chilling cold light. Leading them was Ya Zi, one of the Ancestral Dragon's nine sons, known for his ferocity, bloodlust, and pugnacity. His massive dragon body exuded the terrifying pressure of an early-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal. His dragon army formed battle formations, drawing upon the waters of the four seas to transform into a sky-covering deluge.

"Chirp—!"

Phoenix cries pierced the air, yet carried a killing intent. Phoenixes, blotting out the sun, led the feathered tribes like Qing Luan and fire crows in soaring through the sky. The Southern Blazing Fire ignited half the sky into a fiery red. Leading the charge was a Phoenix elder named "Yan Ling," also an early-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal, surrounded by flame laws that distorted space itself.

"Roar—!"

Kirin roars shook the earth. Countless Kirins and various powerful beasts surged forth like a steel torrent, their hooves thundering like thunder, kicking up dust. The power of the earth gathered beneath their feet, forming a heavy, earth-yellow halo. Leading them was a Kirin elder named "Pan Shi," also a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, his aura as steady as a mountain, as if he were one with the earth beneath him.

Three torrents, representing the three most powerful forces in the Primordial Era, clashed violently on this wasteland!

In an instant, heaven and earth lost their color!

The dragons summoned winds and rain, overturned seas and rivers; the phoenixes burned the heavens and boiled the seas with blazing meteors; the Kirins shattered mountains and cracked the earth, shaking peaks and calming seas... Powerful innate divine abilities, the brilliance of magical treasures, and the power of laws clashed and annihilated each other madly.

Blood rained down like a downpour, dyeing the wasteland red and forming streams. Scales shattered, feathers turned black, and severed limbs flew everywhere. The sounds of brutal slaughter, explosions, and wails intertwined into a symphony of destruction. The terrifying aftermath of the battle tore the ten-thousand-mile wasteland to shreds, earth veins snapped, and spatial rifts flickered like black lightning.

The malevolent energy of the Great Tribulation was thick to the extreme, permeating every corner, eroding the minds of all combatants, making them even more ferocious, bloodthirsty, and unwilling to stop until death!

And at this moment, one of the "culprits" responsible for all this, Xuan Wazi, was leisurely hiding at the edge of the battlefield, within an invisibility formation he had meticulously set up using the Chaos Bead to conceal his aura and his own magical power.

He was munching on "melon seeds" and drinking his homemade spirit fruit wine, as if watching an immersive epic blockbuster.

"Tsk, tsk, this scene is more exciting than any special effects movie!" Xuan Wazi exclaimed, his eyes shining as he scanned the battlefield. "Now's the time! Brother System, get to work!"

He was like the most efficient battlefield scavenger, his divine sense like the most precise radar, locking onto those spiritual treasures that were damaged and flew out during the fierce clashes, those masterless items that still bore a trace of their original owner's imprint after their masters had just perished, and even the natal blood essence and origin fragments left behind after certain powerful beings were blown apart.

A streak of green light flickered amidst the chaotic energy flow. It was a Feathered Sword from the Phoenix Clan, knocked flying by a Dragon Clan warrior. It wasn't of high grade, but its material was special.

"Mine!" Xuan Wazi grabbed it from afar, the space rippling slightly. The Feathered Sword vanished from its original spot and appeared in his system space.

A piece of Kirin armor, containing pure Wutu Earth Qi, detached from a fallen Kirin expert and plummeted towards the ground.

"Come down here!" Xuan Wazi flicked his finger, and the armor piece, as if pulled by an invisible thread, changed course and disappeared into the void, becoming his collection.

He even targeted a Profound Immortal of the Dragon Clan who had been severely wounded by a Kirin's claw and was on the verge of death. As the Dragon Clan Profound Immortal was breathing his last, Xuan Wazi stealthily took away a drop of his natal blood essence and his accompanying storage bag.

[Ding! Acquired a mid-grade Acquired Spiritual Treasure, 'Fire Feather Sword'.]

[Ding! Acquired a piece of Golden Immortal Kirin origin armor.]

[Ding! Acquired a drop of Profound Immortal Dragon Clan natal blood essence, a set of standard Dragon Clan armor, and several pills.]

The system's notification sounds continued to ring out. Although the individual rewards weren't top-tier, the sheer quantity was staggering! Xuan Wazi was grinning from ear to ear. This was practically a risk-free, foolproof business!

Of course, he hadn't forgotten the other requirement of the main quest—to prank and provoke curses.

He seized the opportunity. Just as Ya Zi's destructive energy torrent was about to hit the Phoenix Clan's formation, he secretly used spatial laws to subtly distort the edge of the energy torrent. The Phoenix Clan's battle formation, which might have been hit head-on, was only grazed by the edge. Although they still suffered significant losses, their core strength was preserved. And the distorted energy torrent "happened" to fly past the edge of the Kirin Clan's formation, blasting away a few unlucky Kirins.

"Ya Zi! You dare to attack my Kirin Clan too!" Elder Pan Shi's eyes widened in fury, thinking Ya Zi intended to deal with them as well.

Ya Zi was also stunned. He had clearly aimed at the Phoenix Clan! But it was too late to explain. The Kirin Clan's counterattack had already arrived.

On the other side, when Elder Yan Ling's giant fireball was hurled at the Dragon Clan, Xuan Wazi secretly added a trace of weak wind law to the fireball, slightly increasing its flight speed and coverage area. It "accidentally" enveloped a few elite beast-kin from the Kirin Clan who were entangled with the Dragon Clan.

"Yan Ling! Is your Phoenix Clan declaring war on my Kirin Clan?!" Pan Shi roared again, feeling targeted from both sides.

Elder Yan Ling's brows furrowed. She also felt that her spell had undergone a subtle, uncontrollable change just now.

Similar "accidents" occurred one after another. Although they couldn't change the overall direction of the battle, they completely shattered the trust between the three tribes. Each side believed the other was secretly attacking, leading to even more chaotic and brutal fighting. Curses and condemnations were incessant.

"Ya Zi, you scoundrel! You're not human!"

"Yan Ling, you old hag! Despicable and shameless!"

"Pan Shi! Do your Kirin Clan also want to take advantage? Dream on!"

Naturally, some of these curses were directed at Xuan Wazi, who was constantly causing trouble in the shadows.

[Ding! Provoked Ya Zi of the Dragon Clan into intense curses, Points of Being Not Human +188!]

[Ding! Provoked Yan Ling of the Phoenix Clan into extreme curses, Points of Being Not Human +166!]

[Ding! Provoked Pan Shi of the Kirin Clan into furious reprimands, Points of Being Not Human +199!]

Xuan Wazi watched the "Points of Being Not Human" on the system panel jump continuously, and his treasure collection grow rapidly. The smile on his face became increasingly brilliant. "Curse away, curse away! The more you curse, the stronger I, this Daoist priest, become!"

Just as the three tribes were killing each other, and the malevolent energy, resentment, and killing intent in the world had become so dense they were almost tangible. Deep within the Western lands, in a palace shrouded in endless demonic energy.

Demon Ancestor Luohu slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was as deep as an eternal demonic abyss, reflecting the brutal scene on the Primordial battlefield. A cruel and satisfied smile played on his lips.

"Kill, kill to your heart's content! This endless slaughter, hatred, and fear are the best nourishment for my supreme demonic path!" He took a deep breath. The tribulation energy and negative energy pervading the Primordial world converged towards him like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, slowly absorbed by the Twelve-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus beneath him and the God-Slaying Spear in his hand.

"Hongjun... When I prove my Dao through killing and achieve Hunyuan, it will be the end of you, the head of the immortal path!" Luohu's gaze seemed to pierce through endless space, falling upon a mountain range in the east shrouded in immortal energy.

He had originally intended to instigate a war between the three tribes, using endless slaughter to help him prove his Dao. He never expected the process to be so smooth, even exceeding his expectations. He vaguely sensed that an invisible "hand" seemed to be secretly pushing all this forward, accelerating the escalation of the three tribes' conflicts at an astonishing rate.

"No matter who you are, you've helped me greatly." Luohu chuckled softly, "When my task is complete, perhaps I'll leave you with your corpse intact."

The stage for the Great Tribulation had been fully set, and the actors had all entered. However, the director hidden behind the scenes seemed to be more than one. Xuan Wazi continued to happily pick up "trash" and draw curses, unaware that the flutter of his butterfly wings had already attracted the attention of true giants.