Yuan Huang Speaks Solemnly: I Have Joined Forces with Ancestor Dragon and First Kirin

Yuan Huang looked at Long Zang, her gaze sharpening slightly as she sighed, "Daoist, your insight is truly extraordinary."

It wasn't that she trusted easily, but she understood that such a matter simply couldn't deceive her.

If she wished to verify it, she could send people to investigate.

Thus, she was willing to believe him.

In the days that followed, Long Zang remained in the Southern Region at Yuan Huang's invitation.

He was originally wandering the Primordial World and was in no hurry to leave.

Moreover, with Yuan Huang's company, he felt less lonely—at least there was someone to talk to.

He knew well in his heart that Yuan Huang kept him here hoping for an extra ally against the ferocious beasts.

To this, Long Zang had no objection.

By bloodline, the Witch Clan and the ferocious beasts were natural-born mortal enemies.

The Witch Clan originated from Pangu's essence blood.

The ferocious beasts, however, were formed from the flesh and blood of the Chaos Demon Gods slain by Pangu.

Both possessed mighty bodies, and both were born to wield laws.

Yet ferocious beasts struggled to gain intelligence, while the Witch Clan was inherently unable to cultivate the Primordial Spirit.

This was the continuation of the fate between Pangu and the Chaos Demon Gods!

Atop the Immortal Volcano, the largest in the Southern Region.

Endless Southern Bright Li Fire blazed, burning heaven and scorching earth.

A figure sat cross-legged within the sea of flames, bare-chested, with golden Dao patterns flowing across his skin.

An ancient, origin-level aura emanated from his body, timeless and distant.

The boundless divine fire tried to incinerate him but could not prevail.

That figure was like an ancient imprint of heaven and earth, eternal and indestructible!

Atop the Immortal Volcano, flames raged between heaven and earth.

Yuan Huang stood silently, watching Long Zang in the sea of fire, her eyes filled with shock.

That was Southern Bright Li Fire—one of the most powerful divine flames in the world!

Even she, as the Phoenix clan's leader and the True Phoenix herself, dared not withstand it with pure flesh.

Yet Long Zang sat within it, letting the flames consume him, enduring solely with his body, without relying on any divine abilities.

How terrifying was that?

Yuan Huang couldn't help but sigh inwardly: Such a body, across past, present, and future, likely belongs to Long Zang alone.

Over hundreds of thousands of years, Long Zang tempered his body daily in the Southern Bright Li Fire.

He knew with absolute clarity that he had only one path to walk—the physical body!

Unlike other great cultivators, who could cultivate both body and Primordial Spirit, his Witch Clan bloodline dictated that the path of the Primordial Spirit was forever severed.

Only by ceaselessly refining his flesh could he reach the extreme.

At first, he still needed to use laws to shield himself from the divine fire.

But now, he could bathe in the Southern Bright Li Fire as if it were water.

Such a transformation stunned past and present.

Unless one was the Vermilion Bird, born to command the Southern Bright Li Fire, no one in this world could achieve this.

Long Zang, however, had forcibly shattered that "absolute impossibility."

In these long years, he also pondered his path.

He had already cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique to its peak.

But if he continued along this road, he would never surpass Pangu.

The principle of the world is that whoever opens a path ensures no one can surpass them on that same path.

Just as Hongjun later did with the Immortal Dao, and Pangu with body refinement.

To go further, he had no choice but to forge his own great path!

Indestructible scriptures surfaced on Long Zang's body, and countless sacrificial chants spanning time and space echoed in his ears.

He began to organize his own Great Dao.

Devouring! Destruction!

Two Great Daos intertwined within his body, transforming into earth-shattering power.

Long Zang's gaze sharpened as he let out a low shout:

"With the Devouring Great Dao as my foundation, I forge my Immortal Demon Body!"

Boom!

His form abruptly shifted into his true body—dragon head, human torso, six blood-red wings spreading wide, blotting out the sky and covering the sun.

The aura of destruction surged, black divine light erupting and enveloping his entire frame.

Long Zang was like a black sun perched atop the volcano's peak, his radiance even overwhelming the Southern Bright Li Fire.

The divine light shone across eternity, devouring heaven and earth.

The sun, moon, and stars trembled; their light cascaded down, turning into endless power that he absorbed entirely.

The Southern Bright Li Fire churned, billions of flame waves stirred, pouring into his body without cease.

The entire Great Desolation seemed shaken by his presence.

"Not enough!" Long Zang growled, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

The Devouring Great Dao revolved, and his body expanded at an inconceivable speed. Light shone immortal, Eternal Divinity coiled around his entire being.

Countless strands of Black Gold Divine Light manifested. He was like a black sun suspended over the River of Space-Time, undying through the ages, illuminating the past, present, and future.

With the Great Dao as his foundation, he tempered his flesh.

With Devouring as his essence, he forged his demonic body!

At this moment, Long Zang truly set foot on his own path.

Yuan Huang stood silently in the distance, her beautiful eyes trembling, her breathing slightly quickened.

She finally understood what Long Zang was doing.

He was fusing an entire complete Great Dao into his own body!

No one in past, present, or future had ever dared to attempt this!

Such a mad endeavor carried terrifying risks.

At best, Dao wounds would wrack his body and his cultivation realm would collapse; at worst, the Great Dao would backlash, his cultivation would be completely crippled, and he would never recover for eternity.

Yet Long Zang had actually succeeded.

A wordless admiration surged in Yuan Huang's heart.

"Among the Ten Thousand Races of the Great Desolation, there is only this one man!"

What exactly was the Great Dao?

The Three Thousand Great Daos were merely a collective term.

In truth, the Great Daos were infinite—each one was a path of origin, a trajectory leading to eternity.

But Long Zang had chosen the most extreme path of all.

He took the Great Dao as his foundation, merged it into his flesh, and used it to forge his very root!

Such boldness was rare throughout the ages, past and present.

Time flew like a white horse passing a crack, and a million years quietly slipped away.

Throughout this long span of years, Long Zang remained dormant deep within the Immortal Volcano, tempering his demonic body with the Southern Bright Li Fire.

But on the land of the Great Desolation, storms had long since begun to brew.

The existence of the Ferocious Beast Clan deepened the grievances of the Ten Thousand Races day by day.

The vast majority of ferocious beasts were born without intelligence, knowing only destruction.

The few intelligent ferocious beasts, even if they wished to impose restraint, could not truly control the overwhelming tide of madness.

The result was that ferocious beasts ran rampant, and hatred spread far and wide.

On the surface, the Ferocious Beast Clan still ruled the Great Desolation, but undercurrents had long been surging, ready to erupt at any moment!

By now, the three Supreme Experts—Ancestor Dragon, First Kirin, and Yuan Huang—had secretly formed an alliance.

The Dragon Clan dominated the Endless Sea, where ferocious beasts were countless beyond measure.

The Qilin Clan guarded the Central Continent, likewise suffering from ferocious beast incursions.

As for the Phoenix Clan, they had already clashed head-on with the Ferocious Beast King.

The three clans reached an agreement in an instant, and the spark of rebellion had already been lit.

Only one catalyst was needed.

A fuse capable of igniting the entire Primordial World.

Boom!

Deep within the Immortal Volcano, black-golden light erupted without warning.

Long Zang's eyes opened—boundless abyssal darkness, as if they could devour heaven and earth.

His colossal demonic form stepped forth from the flames, dragon horns blazing, blood wings quaking, black-golden dao patterns covering every inch of his body, surging with destructive aura.

Countless layers of black divine radiance rose. He hung above the volcano's peak like a black sun, eternal and undying.

Soon, the dark light receded.

Long Zang transformed into a white-haired humanoid form, his aura deep and distant. The White Jade Gourd swayed at his waist, his features handsome yet resolute.

"Not bad."

He murmured to himself, a smile on his face.

"Finally walked out a path of my own."

Now, his physical body ceaselessly devoured the power of heaven and earth, growing stronger with every moment.

If he didn't deliberately suppress it, he would likely devour everything tangible and intangible between heaven and earth!

"You're finally awake?" A cool, clear voice rang out.

Yuan Huang arrived gracefully, her palace robes resplendent, her imperial presence even more commanding than before.

She had always been one of the emperors of the Primordial World, and now she appeared even more composed and majestic.

Long Zang nodded and asked with a smile, "Has anything changed in the Primordial World lately?"

Yuan Huang spoke in a solemn tone, "I have already joined forces with Ancestor Dragon and First Kirin."