A Sun and a Moon, Resonating with Each Other, In Accord with Heaven and Earth's Yin-Yang Great Dao

In the Northern Region of the Primordial World, the air was thick with tension.

The ashes of the Five Elements Holy Land had yet to settle, but the banners of the Yin-Yang Divine Dynasty and the Heavenly Dao Alliance were already fluttering over its former territory.

They had annexed the Five Elements' lands, yet they did not immediately attack the Qian Kun Divine Dynasty. Instead, they showed considerable restraint.

This unusual behavior made the many overlords of the Primordial World suspicious.

After all, given how aggressively they had come on the scene, they should have pressed their advantage and swallowed the Qiankun Ancestor right after.

The former stronghold of the Five Elements Holy Land had become a secret meeting place that day.

Azure Heaven, Yellow Heaven, and Cyan Heaven had all arrived, while Yin-Yang Ancestor sat among them.

To everyone's surprise, Qiankun Ancestor had also come in person.

Qiankun Ancestor wore a grave expression, wariness and unease flickering in his eyes.

He knew full well that the Three Heavens and Yin-Yang Ancestor had not wiped out the Five Elements through their own strength. It was Luohu, who had suddenly appeared and thrown everything into chaos.

If that force of Demonic Nature had not disrupted the situation, the Five Elements would never have died so quickly.

That was precisely why he had come, despite his reluctance. He had to find out what they were plotting.

"You invited me here. What is it you want?"

Qiankun Ancestor got straight to the point, his gaze cold.

Yin-Yang Ancestor, however, smiled faintly and spoke at an unhurried pace. "Why be so suspicious, fellow Daoist? We merely wish to discuss an important matter with you."

Qiankun frowned and asked coldly, "What matter?"

Yin-Yang Ancestor did not answer directly. Instead, he asked, "Fellow Daoist, what do you make of the current state of the Primordial World?"

Qiankun pondered briefly, then replied gravely, "The Three Races are mighty. We are nowhere near their equal. Take the Ferocious Beast Clan in the Western Region, for instance. They are beyond our reach."

His words carried a touch of modesty, but they were also the truth.

On the surface, heroes were rising across the Primordial World, but the only ones who had truly stood firm were still the victors of the previous era...the Three Innate Races!

The three—Ancestral Dragon, Yuan Huang, and First Kirin—had left every newly risen overlord struggling to breathe.

Yin-Yang Ancestor's gaze turned cold, but his voice held a trace of pride. "If we had not devoted ourselves to comprehending the Great Dao in the previous era, we might not have lost to them. In terms of birth and potential, how could we Innate Demon Gods be inferior?"

The Three Heavens nodded in agreement, arrogance glinting in their eyes as well.

Qiankun listened, but inwardly sighed.

All these ancestors had pride woven into their very bones.

In their eyes, the Three Races had merely been lucky enough to survive until now.

But Yin-Yang Ancestor changed tack, his voice heavy. "Yet the fact is, we truly are no match for the Three Races' power."

He fixed his gaze on Qiankun and asked meaningfully, "So what if we joined forces? Could we stand as equals to the Three Innate Races?"

Qiankun's heart jolted.

He had never expected such a proposal.

His first thought was that this was indeed a way to survive.

After all, he knew full well that if he refused, he might become the next Five Elements.

"How can I trust you?"

Qiankun's eyes were like blades as he stared at Yin-Yang Ancestor and the Three Heavens, his voice low.

Azure Heaven, one of the Three Heavens, spoke slowly. "We can swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao."

At this, Qiankun's pupils contracted slightly.

This was not the Dharma Ending Era of later generations, when oaths were no more than empty words.

In the Primordial World of this age, anyone who dared break an oath to the Heavenly Dao would suffer its backlash and meet a terrible end!

Qiankun fell silent for a long while before finally nodding, his voice low and cold. "Very well. In that case, we shall join forces!"

The atmosphere in the hall eased slightly, and smiles appeared on the faces of Yin-Yang Ancestor and the Three Heavens.

But Qiankun suddenly asked, "There's something I don't understand. If you're willing to join forces with me now, why didn't you ally with the Five Elements back then? Why destroy them instead?"

Yin-Yang Ancestor smiled faintly, a cold glint passing through his eyes. "If we had allied with the Five Elements back then, and then invited you to join us as well, would you have agreed?"

Qiankun's heart jolted. He fell silent.

The answer was obvious...he would not have!

At that moment, he finally understood just how ruthless Yin-Yang Ancestor and the Three Heavens were.

Every step they took had been carefully considered.

The Five Elements' death was nothing more than a piece that had to be sacrificed in their game.

Qiankun knew very well that if Yin-Yang Ancestor and the Three Heavens had come to invite him and the Five Elements into an alliance before the Five Elements fell, he would never have agreed.

At the time, power in the Eastern and Northern Regions had been evenly balanced, and neither side would have been willing to yield.

But now the Five Elements were dead, the Five Elements Holy Land reduced to ashes, and the Qian Kun Divine Dynasty was the only power left in the Northern Region.

In such a situation, he had no room to refuse. If he did not agree, he could only follow in the Five Elements' footsteps.

During the secret meeting, Qiankun asked in a low voice, "Who will be our next target?"

Yin-Yang Ancestor's eyes flickered, but before he could speak, Azure Heaven answered coldly, "The Phoenix Clan."

Qiankun raised an eyebrow, a trace of surprise in his eyes. "The Phoenix Clan? Don't forget, they have Yuan Huang—and that man standing at her side, Long Zang. Neither is an ordinary opponent."

He was not exaggerating.

In Qiankun's eyes, Long Zang was even more troublesome than Yuan Huang.

That faint, terrifying aura reminded him of some of the most powerful beings of antiquity.

Yin-Yang Ancestor was unconcerned. "Of the Three Races, the Phoenix Clan has the shallowest foundations. In theory, they should have shown their strength long ago. Yet even now, they have made no move."

Qiankun fell silent.

For a long time, beings throughout the Primordial World had speculated that the Phoenix Clan had been gravely wounded in its battle against the Ferocious Beasts in the Southern Region during the previous era and had yet to recover.

That, they believed, explained the clan's caution and seclusion.

Gradually, this speculation had even become accepted as fact, and everyone believed the Phoenix Clan had grown weak.

But Qiankun knew in his heart that even a lean camel was bigger than a horse.

However deeply the Phoenix Clan had withdrawn from the world, it was not a power that could be dismissed.

Even with the Three Heavens, Yin-Yang Ancestor, and himself together, victory would not necessarily be assured.

Yin-Yang Ancestor, however, had already made his plans. "We'll wait a million years before making our move. That will give us plenty of time to recover and build our strength. When the time comes, the Phoenix Clan will be destroyed."

Qiankun studied them in silence for a moment, then finally nodded. "In that case, a million years from now, our target will be...the Phoenix Clan!"

Azure Heaven coldly added, "Leave Long Zang to us."

Qiankun's heart stirred, but he voiced no objection. It was ideal if the Three Heavens were willing to take him on.

Meanwhile, in the Phoenix Clan's Small World.

Long Zang sat in Yuan Huang's bedchamber, his will sinking into the Small World within his body.

He refined the boundless essence and blood of gods and demons, removing every impurity. Only the purest Dao Principles and life force remained, all of which flowed into the Small World.

Rumble!

The Small World shook violently, and its heaven and earth began to expand at a frenzied pace.

Laws appeared like raindrops. Time, space, and causality wove together like strands of silk, bringing this world truly to life.

Long Zang's expression was solemn. This was his fallback, and the foundation on which he comprehended the many Great Daos.

He had no primordial spirit, so it was exceedingly difficult for him to use himself to touch the Great Dao.

But his Small World could carry out such deductions for him.

Its only flaw was that it still had no living beings.

Suddenly, he looked up at the Celestial Vault.

There, within the golden Great Sun hanging in the sky, a huge golden cocoon lay dormant, the blazing True Sun Fire burning across its surface.

A slender figure could be faintly seen within, with what seemed to be wings unfurling behind her.

On the other side, atop the Taiyin Bright Moon, a white cocoon quietly absorbed Taiyin divine power.

A sun and a moon, resonating with each other, in accord with heaven and earth's Yin-Yang Great Dao.

Long Zang's heart stirred. He murmured, "The form of an Angel?"