The Devouring System's Scheme

On the Coast of the East Sea, the waves have calmed, but the stench of blood has not yet dissipated.

Zhou Qing and Dijiang stood side by side on the scorched coastline.

Behind them stood silent yet resolute Human Race warriors and lingering malevolent spirits of the Witch Clan.

Ahead, the once magnificent palace belonging to the Dragon-Human tribe was now in ruins. Dragon-Human Soldier were either dead or had fled, and most were kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear.

Having lost Candle Dragon, the powerful and suddenly rising Primordial Realm, the Dragon-Human tribe's fragile rule proved utterly vulnerable to the combined forces of the Witchmen.

"Ancestor Witch Dijiang".

Zhou Qing turned around and solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to the tall and imposing Dijiang beside him.

"Thank you so much to the Witch Clan for their righteous help in rescuing my compatriots from the East Sea."

Dijiang waved his hand, his voice booming like a bell:

"Your Emperor Sui are too kind! Since our two clans have already made a pact, we are allies. How can my Witch Clan stand idly by when our allies are in trouble?"

"With that old mudfish Candle Dragon gone, these mixed-blood dragon cubs can't cause any trouble either."

"From now on, the East Sea coast will have to be managed by your own people."

Zhou Qing understood.

Dijiang is making it clear that the Witch Clan will not directly take over the East Sea Human Race, nor will they interfere excessively.

Were they acting merely to uphold their alliance?

"Ancestor Witch Dijiang."

Zhou Qing thanked him again, and then said:

"With the East Sea newly pacified, everything is in need of rebuilding, especially lacking a strong figure to suppress destiny and Protection Dao all living beings."

"I wish to rebuild a place where Human Race can gather here."

He looked at Dijiang, his tone sincere:

"I wonder if the Witch Clan could temporarily leave a contingent of their elite troops here to stand shoulder to shoulder with our Human Race and jointly guard the East Sea?"

Upon hearing this, Dijiang's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he laughed heartily:

"Good, Emperor Sui is generous! I just don't know if the Dragon Clan can withstand such a consumption."

Zhou Qing felt a little strange after hearing this.

He seems to have gotten the Dragon Clan into some trouble...

With the elite Witch Clan remaining in place, the initial safety of the East Sea Human Race is now guaranteed.

Next came the tedious but crucial work of reconstruction and reassurance.

at the same time.

Deep within the East Sea lies the bottom of an unknown trench.

It was dark, cold, and deathly silent here; the pressure was enough to crush the bodies of ordinary Immortal God and immortals.

A vast, unimaginably large mass of bones lies silently in eternal darkness.

Ancient burial site of the Dragon Clan.

This is the final resting place for countless powerful Dragon Clan and ancient bloodlines since the Dragon-Han Tribulation.

The massive piles of true dragon bones were like mountains, many still shimmering with a dim spiritual light and surrounded by a faint yet pure Dragon Might.

Broken dragon horns, shattered dragon scales, dried dragon blood crystals... are everywhere.

The air here is thick with the scent of death and antiquity, accumulated over countless Primordial Era.

A figure in cyan appeared silently at the edge of this forbidden land.

Xuan Qing.

He still had that gentle and peaceful appearance, his blue robe fluttering, his aura completely concealed.

Only in the depths of those deep eyes, it seemed as if countless miniature black holes were slowly rotating.

Reflected in the vast, star-like Dragon Clan remains before them, a pure longing emanated from them.

Since Tai Yi established the Demon Clan, the Dragon Clan has also been classified as a part of the demons.

However, due to the influence of Karma, the Dragon Clan's strength was greatly reduced, so Tai Yi stopped paying attention to the Dragon Clan.

But the Dragon Clan used to be wealthy!

Xuan Qing's gaze slowly swept over the sea of bones, and an indescribable smile appeared on his lips.

With Candle Dragon eliminated, the Dragon Clan's greatest reliance vanished, and this forgotten treasure trove finally opened its doors to him.

"Host, you've struck it rich this time!"

Since it consumed a portion of the Demon Emperor System's essence last time, the Devouring System has been in a state of semi-starvation and activity.

Seeing so many powerful corpses now, how could he not be excited?

Xuan Qing's face remained calm, but his eyes deepened.

The Great Dao of Devouring manifested, and skeletons lost their last luster, turning to dust with the slightest touch.

Meanwhile, Xuan Qing's aura began to rise slowly at a steady yet terrifying pace.

The barriers Primordial Realm the first level of the Primordial Chaos Realm are loosening.

The power feedback from the Devouring System is pure and immense, far surpassing that of arduous cultivation.

"My husband..."

A soft call, carrying an undisguised worry, pierced the deathly silence of the burial ground.

Qing Li's figure appeared in the dim light at the entrance of the burial ground.

She did not step into this land of death, but stood at the boundary between light and darkness, her clear, emerald-like eyes fixed on Xuan Qing's back.

Xuan Qing paused in his steps.

The dark vortex in his palm paused slightly before resuming its rotation, but the rate of absorption seemed to have slowed down a bit.

"Li'er, what brings you here?"

He didn't turn around; his voice remained gentle, yet it seemed as if there was an invisible membrane between them.

Qing Li took a few steps forward, her embroidered shoes stepping onto the cold, hard bone floor.

"What are you doing, my husband? These Dragon Clan ancestors have already rested in peace. Why are you disturbing them?"

Xuan Qing picked up on her words and slowly turned around.

"With the fall of Candle Dragon, the Dragon Clan has declined, the Witch Clan is eyeing them covetously, and undercurrents are surging within the Heavenly Court as well."

"Without power, how can I protect you? How can I establish myself in this Prehistoric World?"

Xuan Qing's voice was soft, yet it carried a kind of obsession that Qing Li had never heard before.

His gaze swept over the gray skeletons around him. "These are just unclaimed supplies. Why not make the most of them?"

"But..."

Qing Li shook her head, her eyes filled with even deeper worry.

"This power gives me... a very bad feeling; it's... changing you."

Her slender fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes, a habitual action she took when she was extremely uneasy.

"Li'er, when has this Prehistoric World ever given us time to cultivate?"

"A single moment's hesitation could mean death and the annihilation of True Spirit!"

His tone suddenly became intense, and the two swirling vortexes in his eyes spun faster.

The devouring aura emanating from his body silently turned the skeletons that approached him into ashes.

"I see..."

Qing Li stopped Xuan Qing.

For some reason, she felt that Xuan Qing was becoming less and less like the original him.

It was as if something was gradually controlling Xuan Qing, turning him into a puppet.

She had seen this feeling in Xuan Qing as well.

She sensed this difference in Tai Yi, East Prince Gong, Chen Tian, Hong Yun... and even the recently vanished Candle Dragon.

Qing Li's current cultivation level is at the peak of the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal realm.

As the embodiment of the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Twenty-Four-Grade Creation Green Lotus, her body contains the complete Creation Law.

If she can condense the Great Dao of Creation, she will become the first being in this Prehistoric World to Prove Dao by Force.

Qing Li took out her primordial Primordial Violet Qi and looked at the strange Xuan Qing beside her.

Perhaps when she becomes a saint, she will know the answer to all of this.

Within Xuan Qing's sea of consciousness, the Devouring System coldly observed all of this.

Although the Great Dao mark he placed on Qing Li disappeared for unknown reasons.

But as long as he controls Xuan Qing, won't Qing Li still remain under his control?

The system within Tai Yi's body was more powerful than his; otherwise, it wouldn't have been able to steal most of the Demon Emperor System's essence.

This has been a constant source of worry for the Devouring System.

When the Witch-Demon Wars begin again, Xuan Qing will definitely have become his puppet. At that time, I'll just run away!

The Heavenly Dao, Hongjun, and those so-called peers...

Goodbye forever!