The Primordial World

Tai Cang asked, "These spatial barriers aren't complex to construct. I can find their core, and with your power, they can surely be easily destroyed."

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi's eyes flashed with surprise.

This was indeed an unexpected joy. As long as they found the core of the spatial barrier and combined it with the might of the Chaos Bell, nothing could stop their advance.

"Act immediately!"

Without hesitation, Eastern Emperor Tai Yi turned to Di Jun and said, "Brother, I will escort Tai Cang to break the barrier first. You should lead the army to eliminate the natives in these areas and rendezvous with us as soon as possible."

With that, he grabbed Tai Cang and shouted, "Demon Guards, follow me!"

"As you command!"

Dozens of Quasi-Saint level demon guards responded in unison and followed Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, escorting Tai Cang towards the nearest spatial barrier.

They were attacked by native cultivators along the way.

This was Tai Cang's first clear look at the natives of this world. They resembled humans but had scales, a single horn, and other features of the Demon Race, yet they lacked any demonic aura. Surprisingly, in this world rich with spiritual energy, they chose the path of physical cultivation, their bodies as strong as the Witch Clan of the outside world, but lacking the Witch Clan's bloodline and ability to control murky energy.

"Eliminate them!"

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi coldly ordered, "Show no mercy."

The demon guards moved at his command.

Their Quasi-Saint level strength was fully displayed, and the attacking natives were slaughtered in an instant. As they approached the spatial barrier, the number of attackers increased, with some even capable of rivaling Quasi-Saints. However, in the face of absolute power, all resistance was futile.

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi didn't need to act; the demon guards annihilated all enemies. Limbs and severed arms were scattered across the wilderness, and the heavy scent of blood filled the air.

"How do you find my demon guards, young friend Tai Cang?"

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi said proudly, "Are their abilities to your liking?"

"More than just to my liking!"

"They are simply ferociously unparalleled."

Tai Cang sighed inwardly, maintaining a calm expression. "As expected of the demon guards. The combat prowess of you seniors is truly admirable."

His words came from the heart.

The power of Quasi-Saints was terrifying. They could destroy everything with a mere gesture. Even more astonishing was that, unlike the earth-shattering divine abilities displayed by Grand Unity Golden Immortals, the demon guards' attacks appeared simple and unadorned, yet they contained a more terrifying destructive force.

Quasi-Saint experts had reached the pinnacle of power control. Seemingly ordinary moves contained the might to destroy worlds. Even if not directly hit, the residual energy waves were enough to turn Grand Unity Golden Immortals to dust.

This was the realm of returning to simplicity.

It was also the fundamental reason why Quasi-Saints stood above Grand Unity.

"My Lord Demon Sovereign, we have arrived!"

A demon guard flew in and reported to Tai Cang and Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, "The native cultivators who obstructed us along the way have all been cleared."

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi nodded slightly, gazing at the faintly visible spatial barrier ahead, a hint of solemnity in his eyes. He turned to Tai Cang and said, "Young friend, it's time for you to display your divine abilities."

"As long as the core of the barrier is locked, I can shatter it completely."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding demon guards' gazes collectively focused on Tai Cang, a mixture of anticipation and apprehension in their eyes. After all, theory was one thing; no one dared to assert success until they witnessed it firsthand.

"Understood."

Tai Cang knew this was a crucial moment to prove his worth. The top-grade innate spiritual treasure and the favor of the Demon Race promised by the Demon Emperor were opportunities not easily obtained.

He rose into the air, lightly touching the surface of the spatial barrier with his palm. The space law within his body surged like a tide.

Buzz--

In an instant, a dazzling light erupted from a certain point within the barrier. This was the energy nexus of the entire spatial shield.

"Found it!"

Tai Cang's eyes blazed with sharp light. As he retreated, he gestured to Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, "My Lord Demon Sovereign, please look. That is where the core of the barrier lies."

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi did not hesitate. He raised his hand and unleashed the Chaos Bell. As vast mana was infused, this innate supreme treasure vibrated the void. Where it passed, space shattered inch by inch.

Rumble!

With a deafening roar, the Chaos Bell struck the core position heavily. The entire spatial barrier trembled violently, its booming sound echoing across the heavens and earth.

On the battlefield outside, powerful figures like Di Jun, Kunpeng, and Fuxi all turned their heads.

Crack--

A crisp cracking sound was heard. Under everyone's gaze, the core of the barrier began to disintegrate. In a flash, the sky-obscuring spatial barrier collapsed, revealing the endless mountains and forests behind it.

"Success!"

"The barrier is broken!"

The demon soldiers erupted in cheers. The spatial barrier that had hindered them for so long had finally vanished, and the last obstacle to conquering this world was cleared.

"Demon Sovereign's divine might!"

"Demon Sovereign's divine might!"

The mountain-like roars echoed through the sky, and the morale of the Demon Race instantly soared to its peak. Di Jun, high in the sky, was the first to recover. He raised the Demon Emperor Sword, formed from the Sun and Moon Essence Wheel, and loudly commanded, "All troops, listen up! Annihilate the enemy who resists!"

"As you command!"

A million demon soldiers surged towards the native camp like a tide, their shouts of killing and wails blending into one. Although a few members of the Demon Race fell, with powerful figures like Di Jun present, any native Quasi-Saint who dared to resist was instantly...

"Well done, young friend Tai Cang!"

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi roared with laughter, clapping Tai Cang on the shoulder. At this moment, the Demon Race sovereign truly saw the person before him as an equal.

If not for Tai Cang, they would have had to rely solely on the Zhou Tian Star Dou Formation for a frontal assault. However, that would have been incredibly costly and would have exacted a heavy price from the Demon Race. Now, with Tai Cang's assistance, conquering this world would face no further obstacles.

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi announced loudly, "Young friend, let's continue! Once all the barriers are broken, I, your Emperor, will allow you to choose the spoils of war first. Take whatever you desire."

"Spoils of war! Choose first!"

A glint flashed in Tai Cang's eyes. These natives were sitting on a treasure mountain yet unaware of it, but their cultivation methods and treasures piqued his interest.

"Thank you, Demon Sovereign," Tai Cang cupped his hands in greeting, then rushed to the next barrier with Eastern Emperor Tai Yi and the demon guards.

Along the way, they encountered more natives attacking. They clearly realized that this small team held the key to breaking the barriers and were determined to stop them, even at the cost of their lives. Unfortunately, such resistance was no match for Eastern Emperor Tai Yi—the sound of the Chaos Bell reverberated through the universe, freezing time and space. A hundred Quasi-Saints were incinerated by golden flames the moment they lunged forward. Tai Cang personally witnessed Eastern Emperor Tai Yi destroy tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers with a flip of his palm. The demon guards were also decisive in their killing, annihilating natives thousands of miles away before they could even get close.

A thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

With a clear shout, the final spatial barrier crumbled under the might of the Chaos Bell. The demon army poured into the last sanctuary like a tide, unleashing a torrent of divine abilities and spells. Native cultivators fell one after another, their corpses littering the ground, rivers of blood surging, and a foul wind sweeping across hundreds of millions of miles.

"Young friend Tai Cang, this victory is entirely thanks to you," Di Jun, accompanied by Fuxi and others, arrived swiftly. He solemnly cupped his fists, "Please accept our bow!"

Tai Cang dodged to the side, "Demon Emperor, you flatter me. Breaking the barriers relied mostly on His Majesty Eastern Emperor's power; I merely contributed a little."

The thousand-year war had made Tai Cang more composed. Not only had he assisted in breaking the barriers, but he had also gained much insight from the life-and-death battles, narrowly missing breakthroughs to the Grand Unity realm several times. However, to forge a perfect Dao Foundation, he had consistently suppressed his cultivation—he would never lightly enter the Grand Unity realm before achieving the Three Flowers of the Supreme Being.

"Young friend, there's no need to refuse!"

Seeing Tai Cang's reaction, Di Jun smiled slightly and walked up to him, saying, "If not for your assistance, how could our Demon Race have achieved our goal so quickly?"

As he spoke, a pair of radiant boots appeared in Di Jun's palm. "This is the token of gratitude I promised earlier—the Nine Heavens Divine Boots, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. Not only do they offer astonishing defense, but they also contain the law of speed. Combined with the Golden Crow Transformation Rainbow Technique, they can multiply your escape speed."

Tai Cang's pupils contracted, his gaze fixed on this supreme treasure. The Golden Crow Transformation Rainbow Technique was already a top-tier escape technique in the Primordial World. With the addition of these boots, it was likely that few could match him beneath the Sage realm.

"Thank you, Demon Emperor!"

Tai Cang accepted the divine boots without hesitation. No one would refuse such a life-saving artifact.

"It's merely a small gift, nothing to mention," Di Jun laughed heartily. "Compared to your contributions to the Demon Race, what are these boots?"

"Brother," Eastern Emperor Tai Yi stepped forward at the opportune moment. "This subject and brother previously promised Daoist Tai Cang that he could choose the spoils of war first after this world was pacified."

This request, though seemingly redundant, was actually a way to demonstrate Di Jun's authority to everyone. The brothers were in perfect sync, and Di Jun immediately understood. "Since that is the case, after the remaining enemies are cleared, young friend Tai Cang may choose freely."

The Demon Sages present all nodded. Given this mysterious cultivator's achievements, it was only natural for him to take some spoils of war.

"Thank you, Your Majesties," Tai Cang bowed calmly. Opportunities earned through one's own abilities should naturally be taken.

"Report—"

Bai Shang arrived, dusty and travel-worn. After a thousand years of war, the young general had shed his youthful immaturity. He knelt on one knee and reported, "Reporting to Their Majesties, the remaining enemies have all been annihilated. A Bronze Divine Temple was discovered in the core area. According to the prisoners, this is the supreme sacred ground of this world and must contain great treasures."

Everyone present was taken aback and looked at Tai Cang in unison. This opportunity had come quite coincidentally.

"Lead the way," Di Jun's eyes flashed with sharp light. "Let's go and see what kind of treasures these natives worshipped."

Bai Shang accepted the order and moved forward, the others following closely behind, heading towards the mysterious Bronze Divine Temple.

"Daoist Tai Cang, let's go!"

Seeing this, Di Jun and the others did not delay. After signaling to Tai Cang, they followed the direction Bai Shang had gone.

Not long after, everyone arrived before a majestic mountain peak that had been cut in half. Although only half of this remnant peak remained, it still soared into the clouds, bearing a striking resemblance to Buzhou Mountain in the Primordial World. The mountain's cross-section was as smooth as a mirror, as if sliced by a sharp sword, and a magnificent ancient bronze hall stood upon it.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!" "Greetings, Demon Sovereign!" "Welcome, Demon Master!"

As soon as Di Jun and his entourage arrived, the surrounding demon cultivators bowed and paid their respects. Di Jun waved his hand, signaling everyone to rise, then led Tai Cang and the others into the bronze hall.

Creak—

The moment the hall door opened, a biting cold surged out, but it was instantly dissolved by the golden flames emanating from Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Tai Yi.

With a soft shout from the two, fierce true fire swept through the hall, immediately accompanied by waves of mournful wails. Countless vengeful spirits turned to ash in the flames, and even the native creatures hidden within did not escape.

Di Jun flicked his sleeve and led the way. The group entered the main hall. The spacious hall was lined with dozens of stone pillars carved with coiling dragons, their reliefs of exotic beasts lifelike. Most striking were the three-colored wooden chests suspended in the center of the hall—a crimson, a verdant green, and a sapphire blue. All three chests were cracked, and the innate energy seeping from the fissures sent shivers down one's spine.

(Opportunity!)

Tai Cang and the others stared intently. Everyone understood that these three wooden chests were undoubtedly the treasures of this hall.

"Bai Shang, open the chests," Di Jun pondered for a moment. "Daoist Tai Cang has made immense contributions and may choose the contents first."

Although he knew the chests contained great treasures, Di Jun had not changed his original intention. Compared to the treasures before him, he valued the boundless potential of this young cultivator even more.

Understood.

A flicker of surprise flashed in Bai Shang's eyes. He gave Tai Cang a deep look before stepping forward to open the box.

Click, click—

As the lid was lifted, the true forms of three extraordinary treasures were revealed. The first box held an ancient token. Though its purpose was unknown, it emanated fluctuations of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. The second box contained a red-patterned spirit fruit, with surging fire law circulating beneath its skin. The final box held a quiet, azure-green seed, which, despite its ordinary appearance, concealed immense vitality.

Wonderful! Di Jun clapped his hands and laughed. This little Primordial World actually has some foundation. Top-grade spiritual treasures go without saying. This law-infused Dao fruit, if consumed, could allow one to grasp the Great Dao of Fire. As for this seed... he gazed at the third box. Although its origin was difficult to discern, since it was revered as a temple-guarding item, it must be no ordinary product.