Gone in an Instant!

Shifting sandbar.

It is surrounded by water, with an island in the middle.

It got its name because the land was full of spiritual sand that could be used to refine weapons and cultivate magic.

Ten thousand years ago.

Under the rule of the Kunlun Dao lineage, a great master of the Tianyi lineage, who had cultivated the laws of the Ren Water Dao and obtained the Taiyi Dao Fruit, traveled here. Because he needed to obtain the spiritual sand of this place to refine a supreme treasure of his sect, he settled here, established his sect, and recruited many disciples to serve him.

On this day, the once peaceful and spiritually rich Liusha Island was suddenly shrouded in a desolate and gloomy Demonic Mist.

Amidst the surging energy, a chorus of shouts and cries of battle resounded through the void.

Looking down at the scene of constant fighting, with blood and flesh flying everywhere and a murderous aura emanating from the ground.

The two Great Immortals facing each other in the Grand Void remained indifferent, their hearts unmoved.

"Does the Dragon Lord truly intend to forge a karmic bond with this humble Daoist, a bond that will last until death?"

He Sha Zhenjun gazed solemnly at the dragon before him.

Ten thousand years ago, my family came to this shifting sand island and established a foothold, thus becoming neighbors with this old dragon.

Upon hearing that he was from Kunlun, the dragon shamelessly and brazenly addressed him as a brother, despite his cultivation level being only half a step Dao Lord.

Offerings were made year after year without ever ceasing.

I originally thought that after 100,000 years, there must be some semblance of human kindness involved.

Unexpectedly, after the Demon Court issued the Demon Emperor's decree...

The old dragon immediately led its Aquatic Race to attack the mountain gate.

Thinking of this, He Sha Da Zhenjun felt a little regretful.

A few days ago.

A decree also came from Kunlun Mountain, summoning all disciples and followers back to their grotto-heavens and forbidding them from easily leaving the world.

But I am taking chances.

He was preoccupied with the precious treasure that was about to be successfully refined.

This delayed things for some time.

That's why this old dragon came knocking on our door today.

"Ha ha!"

"A fight to the death?"

The ferocious roar shook the surrounding area, stirring up waves that crashed against the island.

Amidst billowing clouds and thick Black Mist, streams of Yellow Spring True Water meandered. A three-headed dragon emerged from the dark clouds, its eyes bloodshot and as large as mountains.

A cunning and cruel glint flashed in those vertical pupils.

"Hesha, I call you brother, yet you truly consider yourself someone important?"

What makes you think you can fight me to the death?

The three-headed dragon sneered:

"Do you really think you can suppress my years of cultivation with your mere Taiyi cultivation?"

"A half-step Dao Lord is far more powerful than you imagine."

Having said that, the three dragons laughed arrogantly, and crimson blood mist swept Grand Void.

His three hideous heads suddenly grew to the size of mountains.

The crimson flames that surge from the left can erode spiritual energy and Human Dao body of a person.

The black smoke spewed from the right side could sweep across the universe and devour the primordial spirit.

At its very center, the dragon's head spewed forth a sinister stream of water that swept directly toward the Flowing Sand Island.

Putting everything else aside, the sheer ferocity of that aura alone is enough to terrify and shatter one's composure at first glance.

Upon seeing this, Hesha Dazhenjun's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

These three supernatural powers of the evil dragon are all extremely insidious methods. If they were to truly fall upon the blessed land of the sect...

The creatures of this land will likely be reduced to nothingness.

All his clever ideas vanished.

But none of this was enough to move him.

'But the old Daoist's treasure has not yet been successfully refined!'

Seeing that the supernatural power was coming on strong and had arrived in an instant, they realized that the enemy was coming at them.

With immense pain, Great True Lord Hesha made a hand seal and pointed towards the spirit island below.

Instantly, the Spirit Island trembled violently.

The treasure nurtured within the spiritual island's ley lines suddenly emitted countless rays of light.

With a leap, he blocked the path of the Great True Lord Hesha.

The three-headed dragons stared intently and saw a gourd the size of a bucket, shrouded in a pale yellow divine glow.

He pinched the sand and made Magic Incantation, chanting incantations.

The gourd in the Grand Void immediately began to spin rapidly.

Then the gourd mouth opened, and a beam of primordial magnetic light, carrying yellow sand, rushed straight towards the three-headed dragon.

"In the past, my master listened to lectures on the Dao Fruit of the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal at the Jade Void Palace and received a wonderful method of weapon crafting from the Yuanshi Ancestor."

"After many twists and turns, we finally gathered all the materials needed to refine this [Primordial Magnetic Divine Sand Gourd]."

"Later, I received a supreme treasure from my master, and then, during a great period of prosperity for the immortal path, I found a place containing a treasure."

"After a hundred years, this gourd will be fully matured."

At this point, the Great True Lord Hesha's eyes blazed with fury, as if he wanted to devour someone:

"It's a pity you, you wretched creature, don't know the opportune moment."

"You have ruined my efforts."

"Then use your flesh and blood to make up for my loss!"

Having said that, a torrent of magical power surged into the [Primordial Magnetic Divine Sand Gourd].

Instantly, the sky and the ground turned into a hazy yellow.

A chilling aura lingered within.

The three-headed dragon looked warily at the Yellow-skinned Gourd in the Grand Void.

Although this treasure is of acquired nature, its destructive power is comparable to some Innate Spiritual Treasures.

If it weren't for our own interference with the old Daoist priest's plans...

It is likely that a hundred years from now, the situation on the battlefield today will be reversed.

'Pity.'

'It is fate.'

'The rise of the Demon Clan race is ordained by Heaven.'

'The fate of the nation can change in an instant.'

I recalled what the elders in the clan had said.

The three old dragons felt a burning passion in their hearts.

'Now, fate favors the lich alone.'

'As long as I can destroy this sect.'

It can devour the accumulated wealth, fortune, and merits of a hundred thousand years.

'They may also receive the favor of the Demon Clan race's destiny.'

'Perhaps then I can successfully attain the status of Great Luo Dao Lord.'

In the blink of an eye, the three-headed dragon made a decision.

He suddenly spat out a round, golden pearl, as if a real dragon were swimming inside it.

This is the dragon pearl formed from his entire Dao Cultivation.

The moment the dragon pearl appeared, He Sha Da Zhenjun knew that the old dragon was going to fight to the death.

As expected.

In an instant, the light and power of the three divine abilities suddenly surged in the Grand Void.

The primordial magnetic light and divine power vie for brilliance, and amidst the surging energy, the dissipating aftershocks crush one mountain after another.

Those cultivators who were closer to the fighting range of these two were instantly annihilated, turning into ashes.

I don't know how much time passed.

The turmoil in the Grand Void finally subsided.

The three-headed dragon emerged from the clouds, its scales stained with mottled blood, and even its two horns were broken off.

But this old dragon showed no signs of aging or decline.

Instead, a surge of inspiration soared straight to the Yunxiao.

"Sing~"

A triumphant dragon roar resounded throughout the universe.

The Great Dao roared, and flowers rained down from the sky.

One after another, golden lotuses bloomed.

Amidst countless rays of dawn, the three-headed old dragon stirred up towering waves, submerging vast areas of land. It opened its blood-red maw and swallowed the entire Flowing Sand Island whole.

Then, with a flick of its tail, it plunged straight into the sea of lightning in the sky.

'What the elders in the clan said is indeed true.'

'I am only one step away from reaching the realm of Great Luo Dao Lord.'

'Now they have destroyed a powerful immortal sect.'

'Devouring the blood and flesh of an entire continent.'

'Truly favored by the heavens of the Demon Clan race!'

'When the winds of change rise, the clouds transform into dragons.'

'From this day forward, the world will be a very different place!'

At the same time.

In an Earthly Dao in the Kunlun Mountains.

Wearing a fish-tail crown and a lotus robe, Dao Lord suddenly awoke from his seclusion.

The Dao Lord slowly opened his eyes, a flash of blue light appearing briefly in them. He gazed at the Grand Void, his expression shifting and uncertain.

The Jade Ruyi in her arms shimmered with watery light, exuding Immeasurable Light.

"On a whim"

"You've disturbed my peaceful cultivation."

What is this?

Daoist Dao Lord murmured softly.

He made calculations with his fingers, and the ethereal numbers changed constantly. In a short while, a water curtain of light and shadow was reflected in the cave.

Daoist Dao Lord examined it carefully for a while.

The veins on his forehead were throbbing.

An unnamed rage stirred within me, agitating my mind and stirring my desires.

He was furious that his disciple, Hesha Dazhenjun, was ignorant of destiny, disobeyed the ancestral master's Imperial Decree, and recklessly lingered outside the Kunlun Mountain, causing an unexpected calamity and destroying his millennia of arduous cultivation in an instant.

But...

"You worthless brat."

"How dare you harm my disciples and endanger my Jade Void Sect!"

"He deserves to die!"

He gazed at the three-headed dragon that was attempting to break through the Dao Lord's barrier in the Grand Void.

Daoist Dao Lord's eyes were filled with rage and killing intent.

He threw the Jade Ruyi in his hand into the Grand Void, intending to strike from afar and behead the old dragon that had killed his disciple, thus venting his anger!

But the Jade Ruyi had just flown into the Grand Void and had not yet escaped the ravages of time and space.

Suddenly, a crane's cry echoed from high above.

A white crane carrying the Azure Sky flew out from the Grand Void, accurately snatched the purple jade Jade Ruyi, and then with a slight shake, transformed into the appearance of a young Attendant Boy.

The Attendant Boy stood up from the Grand Void and bowed slightly to Dao Lord.

"Senior Brother Jingyuan."

"The three gentlemen have issued an imperial edict."

Those who live on the mountain must not interfere in the affairs of those below.

"This is my first time making a move, Senior Brother."

"I will stop you once, and then I will give up."

"If there is a next time, I will have no choice but to follow the orders of the three masters."

"Respectfully seeing my senior brother off down the mountain."

"We await the day when the mountain gates reopen."

"I will personally welcome my senior brother's Imperial Carriage!"

After saying this, the Attendant Boy returned the Jade Ruyi to Daoist Dao Lord.

When the Dao Lord saw that it was the White Crane Attendant, his expression softened.

"Junior Brother Baihe"

"This fiend killed my Jade Void Sect members and Kunlun disciples."

"He truly deserves to die!"

"Let me have a go at him."

"After this, I will seclude myself in my cave and never appear in the world again, shall I?"

But then the White Crane Attendant smiled bitterly:

"Dao Lord."

"This is not my idea."

"It was not my decision either."

"Lord Yuanshi is still watching."

Upon hearing this...

Daoist Dao Lord's expression froze.

The Yuanshi Tianzun is extremely majestic; if one disobeys his decree today...

Even if one's own family members are powerful figures at the Dao Lord level, they are still the heads of a lineage.

They'll probably suffer some hardships.

Moreover, the rise of the lich is now inevitable.

Within twelve cycles of time, the quasi-saint patriarchs of the Mystic Gate Immortal Path are not allowed to interfere in the conflicts within the universe.

If they were to actually descend the mountain, they would fall victim to the clutches of the Witch Clan and Demon Clans.

That would mean dying in vain.

I've figured these things out.

Although Dao Lord Jingyuan still harbored deep resentment.

But he could only glare fiercely at the three-headed dragon, so full of vigor, reflected in the water curtain.

"After twelve cycles of time."

"My Demon-Slaying Platform has been successfully crafted."

"I will settle accounts with you again."

Having said that, he flicked his sleeves and returned to the temple.

However, his heart was not at peace.

'Grandmaster, oh Grandmaster.'

'What exactly are you plotting?'

'This repeated retreat and concessions truly leave me feeling deeply resentful!'

Above the sea of clouds that stretches to the sky.

An old man in black robes with a hooked nose and emerald green eyes stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the three-headed dragon in the Grand Void that had just survived its tribulation and attained the Great Luo Dao Fruit.

"This scoundrel is quite lucky."

The Old Ancestor Kunpeng, with an indifferent expression, glanced at the dragon without joy or sorrow, and slowly concealed his figure.

"The fellow Daoists of the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate are indeed being a bit too cautious."

"However, this is enough to satisfy Di Jun."

Today's test will reveal that the Mystic Gate Immortal Path truly retreats into its grotto-heavens and no longer emerges from the world.

Contrary to the idea of some beings in the Heavenly Court that they were retreating to advance and temporarily avoiding the enemy's sharp edge.

If Jingyuan Dao Lord truly dares to leave Kunlun Mountain today...

Even though Old Ancestor Kunpeng was unwilling, he had no choice but to obey Di Jun's decree and devour a Daluo Golden Immortal of the Immortal Path to demonstrate the supreme majesty of the Heavenly Court.

It can also continuously weaken the vital forces of the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate.

'A glorious, lavish era for liches is about to begin.'

'I, too, should make good use of this time and seize the opportunity to cultivate.'

The Lich Age has arrived.

As Demon Master who ranks only below the One Emperor Three Sovereigns among the Demon Clan, his status naturally rose accordingly.

Consequently, one can obtain more good fortune, merit, and resources for cultivation.

'I just wonder if this golden age is fleeting or eternal?'

The Old Ancestor Kunpeng did not believe that those destined saints, or the Black Emperor who snatched food from the tiger's mouth, could truly allow the Witch and Demon Clans to occupy the Primordial World and enjoy this beautiful land alone.

Time flies, and life is like an arrow.

Since the Witch and Demon Clans truly stepped onto the stage of Primordial World mythology and legends.

Every day, countless lineages of immortal cultivation are wiped out.

Immortal Mountains were stained with blood, and grottoes were destroyed.

The once flourishing lineages and sects of immortal cultivation were suddenly on the verge of extinction.

In those early years.

There were also disciples of the immortal path who burned incense and prayed, hoping that the ancestral masters and virtuous elders of the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate would descend to save the lineage of immortality.

Even the most illustrious sects, those descended from their ancestral masters, could not escape the fate of destruction.

The immortals suddenly realized.

Turn out to be...

Within this universe, in spacetime, a new world has emerged.

But as time went by...

Aside from the immortal lineages hidden within the grotto-heavens, which are still able to maintain their lineage.

The flames of the Mystic Gate Immortal Path can no longer be seen in this Primordial World.

The disciples of the Witch Clan and Demon Clans, who originally followed the Mystic Gate Immortal Path Dao lineage, also changed their identities, claiming to be the orthodox ones, refuting false religions, altering the Daoist scriptures, creating their own historical records, and advocating for their respective races.

As a result, the newly born Postnatal Beings in the Primordial World have completely forgotten the glory of the Ancestral Court of Mystic Gate.

They were genuinely and utterly submissive to the rule of the Witch Clan and Demon Clan.

In an instant, Great Destiny of the Primordial World was bestowed upon the Witch and Demon Clans.

The Witch and Demon Clans also benefited from this great fortune and grew rapidly.

Its overwhelming power has already soared into the sky, illuminating the Great Wilderness for nearly twelve eons!