This is the oldest, most savage era, and also the best era!

Long Zang withdrew his focus and continued cultivating the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique.

His bloodline resonated with the Devouring Great Dao, and the innate turbid qi transformed into a raging storm, surging into the giant cocoon.

Compared to the still-slumbering Twelve Ancestor Witches, Long Zang's cultivation speed was several times faster.

Endless turbid qi was devoured as years flowed by.

A thousand years later, Long Zang opened his eyes, his aura vast and surging like a tide.

"Golden Immortal!"

He spoke in a low voice, golden light flickering in his eyes.

Golden Immortal, also known as Immortal of Immortality, meant that body and laws had initially merged, no longer easily extinguished.

Yet, this was still far from enough.

"Too slow." Long Zang frowned inwardly.

With a thought, he manifested within the Netherworld, allowing the boundless turbid qi to swarm toward him.

The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique and the Devouring Great Dao operated in tandem as he greedily absorbed, strengthening his flesh inch by inch.

Time flew by, swift as a white horse passing a crack.

A million years passed in the blink of an eye.

By now, a trace of "Calamity Qi" had appeared in the Great Desolation—a sign that an Immeasurable Calamity was approaching.

The Ferocious Beast Clan rampaged across the Great Desolation, slaughtering countless beings, their blood qi soaring to the heavens.

Some among them had developed intelligence, clashing incessantly with the other races of the Great Desolation.

The outbreak of the Immeasurable Calamity was inevitable.

Do not underestimate the Ferocious Beast Clan.

Only the Three Innate Races could suppress them.

Although the three races had not yet reached their peak, their combined strength still defeated the Ferocious Beasts.

In truth, the campaign against the Ferocious Beast Clan was not solely the work of the three races—it was the joint effort of the Ten Thousand Races of the Great Desolation.

It was merely that the Dragon, Qilin, and Phoenix clans led the charge, thus suppressing the overwhelming Ferocious Beast Calamity.

Many often believed that the Ferocious Beast Clan was defeated by the Three Innate Races alone.

That was not entirely accurate.

The true downfall of the Ferocious Beast Clan was the result of the combined strength of all Ten Thousand Races of the Great Desolation.

At that time, the Three Innate Races were far from the peak of their later prosperity.

If they had relied solely on their own power, they would have been far from enough to face the Ferocious Beast Clan at its prime.

At best, they were merely the leading vanguard.

Time passed in silence, swift as a white horse flashing past a gap.

Another million years went by.

Deep within the Netherworld, a dark red giant cocoon floated silently.

Upon it, billions of layers of black divine light interwove, as if about to tear through the void.

Suddenly, cracks appeared on the cocoon.

The next moment, the giant cocoon shattered with a thunderous roar!

From within emerged a ferocious Giant Beast.

It bore dragon horns atop its head, interwoven like a crown.

Its humanoid body was covered in dark red scales, its arms thick as heavenly pillars.

Its dragon claws were sharp, and its feet crushed the void with every step.

Behind it spread three pairs of blood-red dragon wings, like banners of destruction, carrying an aura of world-ending doom.

Dragon head, human body, Six Wings!

Towering millions of zhang, majestic and immortal.

Upon the Six Wings, the power of destruction churned; devouring black light coiled around its entire form, and an aura of eternal immortality swept across all directions.

Supreme laws swirled around him, and a vast aura of the Great Luo Realm radiated outward!

Long Zang had emerged ahead of time!

While his twelve siblings still slumbered, he had broken free from the cocoon first.

The moment he was born, he was already Great Luo!

Transcending the River of Time, unbound by the Five Elements or the Three Realms.

Across infinite timelines, he existed simultaneously at every node, returning to unity within the boundless void.

The Great Luo Realm—reflecting across all heavens, piercing through all worlds.

In the Great Desolation, such an existence was considered supreme.

One must understand that this primeval era lacked a complete cultivation system.

Those who could cultivate to the Great Luo realm were few and far between—all were prodigies who combined fortune, talent, and background into one.

Long Zang exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, his gaze deep and profound, carrying an ancient and eternal aura.

That was the unique mark of an Ancestor Witch.

With a thought, he arrived at the deepest part of the Netherworld.

Boundless innate turbid qi had already liquefied here, like a raging ocean.

Violent, corrosive, destructive—everything was covered by this aura.

Following the call in his heart, Long Zang stepped into the sea of turbid qi.

The surging turbid qi was devoured and refined by him, his physical body growing ever stronger.

Soon, an ancient battle halberd appeared before him.

Long Zang's gaze sharpened, and then he understood in his heart.

An Innate Supreme Treasure... the Destruction Battle Halberd!

This treasure, which should not have existed in the Great Desolation, was born simultaneously due to Long Zang's anomalous identity.

The Great Desolation had never lacked variables.

As long as the general trend remained unchanged, the Heavenly Dao accommodated everything.

Only if it harmed the development of the Great Desolation would it bring down the calamity of reckoning.

This was the iron law of the Heavenly Dao.

"It is fated to be mine." Long Zang reached out and directly grasped the Destruction Battle Halberd.

The battle halberd trembled slightly, then voluntarily acknowledged him as its master.

Because the Witch Clan lacked a Primordial Spirit, they were not adept at using Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Thus, they often refined their own battle weapons instead.

But the Destruction Battle Halberd's voluntary submission saved Long Zang much trouble.

However, the formalities still had to be observed.

Blood sacrifice!

Only by branding it with his own essence blood could it be completely fused into a Bloodline Battle Weapon.

Long Zang sat cross-legged in the ocean of turbid qi, revealing his true form as a ferocious beast, his wings blotting out the sky, his eyes like abysses.

Strands of Dao imprints were struck into the battle halberd by him.

A flash of blood-red light, and a drop of essence blood merged into it.

The Destruction Battle Halberd seemed to come alive, erupting with overwhelming destructive will.

Long Zang waved his hand to suppress it, thoroughly taming it.

A hundred thousand years passed silently.

During this time, he continuously refined the battle halberd, finally completing the blood sacrifice.

For an Ancestor Witch without a Primordial Spirit, this was already a miracle.

Long Zang slowly opened his eyes, the battle halberd in his hand changing at will, shrinking or extending.

The aura of destruction raged, stirring up endless storms.

"Not bad." He nodded in satisfaction, feeling the blood-bound resonance with the battle halberd.

The next moment, he returned to the Pangu Divine Hall.

Twelve giant cocoons lay in silent slumber, yet to emerge.

Long Zang, as the first Ancestor Witch to break out of his cocoon, was both the first and the thirteenth.

He glanced at the twelve Ancestor Witches, then left.

Forcibly hastening their birth was not a good thing; letting everything take its natural course was best.

Stepping out of the Netherworld, he set foot into the Great Desolation World for the first time.

Boundless aura rushed toward him—ancient, vast, limitless, infinite!

Upon the earth, divine mountains stood like forests, towering into the clouds.

In the sky, stars shone brightly, billions of rays of light cascading down.

Between heaven and earth, the primordial aura of the creation of the world permeated everything, filled with raw savagery and desolation.

This was the most ancient chapter, the beginning of the Great Desolation.

Heaven and earth had just been established, ferocious beasts roamed rampant, and the sun, moon, and stars adorned the sky.

Everything was magnificent and rugged, unprecedented since time immemorial.

This is the Great Desolation... the Primordial Era!

The most ancient, most savage barbaric epoch!

The history of the Great Desolation World, according to its evolutionary trajectory, can be divided into five stages.

The Primordial Era, the Ancient Era, the Middle Ages, the Near Ancient Era, and finally the Dharma Ending Era.

The Primordial Era is the era of the Ferocious Beast Calamity.

Heaven and Earth first opened, the wilderness was chaotic, ferocious beasts ran rampant, and slaughter flowed like rivers.

This is the most ancient, most savage epoch.

The Ancient Era is the era of the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity.

This period inherited the antiquity and savagery of the Primordial Era, while laying the groundwork for the evolution of later ages.

The Middle Ages is the era of the Witch-Demon Calamity.

This epoch is called the Sage Era.

In this era, a systematic cultivation framework gradually took shape, appearing more civilized and orderly compared to the two previous eras.

The Near Ancient Era spans from after the Witch-Demon Great War until the end of the Journey to the West Calamity.

This is the final glory before the Dharma Ending.

As for the Dharma Ending Era, it is the age when spiritual energy completely decays and Immortals and Gods no longer manifest.

If you count this period, the Great Desolation has a total of five eras.

At this moment, Long Zang is born, right in the savage Primordial Era.