The So-Called "Defying Heaven and Changing Fate" Is the Biggest Joke in the Primordial World!

Long Zang wasn't surprised.

Whether in the original history or in the changes brought about by his guidance, it was inevitable that the Three Innate Races would join forces.

If they didn't unite, that would be the biggest joke of all.

"Now, all that's missing is an opportunity." Yuan Huang's gaze was deep and solemn.

Long Zang's heart stirred slightly.

An opportunity?

That would be the call to arms for the Ten Thousand Races to attack the Ferocious Beasts!

Though the Ferocious Beast Clan was also a race of the Primordial World, few of its members possessed intelligence.

Most mindless Ferocious Beasts were born as calamities upon heaven and earth.

Such beings could not be tolerated by the Heavenly Dao!

Their destruction was inevitable!

At the same time.

In the southwestern Primordial World, at the Fierce Beast Royal Court.

Palaces of varying sizes, some as vast as stars, stood in rows atop a range of Divine Mountains.

Each palace was guarded by a terrifying Ferocious Beast King.

It was because of these kings that the Ferocious Beast Clan had been able to dominate the Primordial World.

Inside the grandest palace at the center, Shen Ni sat upon the imperial throne.

He was strikingly handsome, with blood-red hair cascading like a waterfall. The Slaughter Divine Light flickered in his eyes as he coldly surveyed the kings kneeling below.

"Now, all the races of the Great Desolation have grown hostile toward us."

"What do you think?"

Below the throne, the kings roared in unison. "We are willing to sweep away every obstacle for the Emperor!"

Shen Ni's gaze was profound, a cold glint passing through his eyes.

"It's too late."

As the Fierce Beast Emperor, he understood better than anyone.

The obstacle preventing the Ferocious Beasts from dominating the Primordial World wasn't an outside enemy. It was their own kind!

Countless mindless Ferocious Beasts were born to kill and could not be restrained.

That was the greatest obstacle facing the Ferocious Beast Clan.

If their enemies were outside, he would still have confidence in a fight.

But if the enemy was within, even he felt powerless.

Though he had ordered the kings to restrain the mindless Ferocious Beasts, their efforts remained futile.

Resentment, slaughter, and Karma had long since ensnared the fortune of the entire Ferocious Beast Clan!

At that moment, Shen Ni understood...

The Ferocious Beast Clan had no way back!

Their only path was to vie for supremacy in the Primordial World!

Victory would make them rulers over all the races; defeat would mean their complete annihilation!

The Primordial World had always placed great importance on cause and effect, as well as Karma.

This was true of individuals, and even more so of entire races.

If a race was weighed down by Karma, at best it would make no progress; at worst, it would be wiped out entirely!

In other worlds, destroying heaven and earth might be nothing unusual.

But if anyone dared to destroy the world recklessly in the Primordial World, the first to be erased by the Heavenly Dao would be them!

That was why the races of the Primordial World never dared to underestimate the shackles of cause and effect and Karma.

The Ferocious Beast Clan was now trapped in them.

Though most of the sins came from the mindless Ferocious Beasts, the cause and effect fell upon the entire race.

They had run rampant and slaughtered without restraint, piling up a boundless debt of blood.

Sooner or later, that Karma would come back to haunt them and drive the Ferocious Beasts to ruin!

Shen Ni knew this all too well.

So his only way out was to ascend to the position of overlord of the Primordial World!

Only by controlling the fortune of the Primordial World would he have a chance to break through his shackles, enter the Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, and attain Sainthood.

One had to understand: throughout the Primordial World, every race without a Sage to protect it had met a tragic end.

The Witch Clan and the Three Innate Races had all once flourished, only to end up at the mercy of others.

The Human Race, on the other hand, had risen during the Age of the Decline of Magic. This was not because they were the "protagonists of the Heavenly Mandate," but because they had the Six Saints backing them and a Dao Lineage to pass down!

A race without a Sage's protection was nothing more than a fleeting flower, no matter how powerful it became.

Thus, Shen Ni had no choice. He could only follow this path to the bitter end!

"Prepare to establish a Divine Dynasty."

Shen Ni's expression was indifferent as he gazed into the endless void, yet his voice carried overwhelming power.

At his words, every Ferocious Beast King in the hall shuddered with excitement, then cheered wildly!

Shen Ni was going to establish the first Divine Dynasty in the Primordial World, gathering the fortune of all races to break through to the ultimate realm!

One had to understand that in this era, there was no such thing as a "Quasi-Saint."

That was a special realm Hongjun would derive in later generations, bridging the gap between Da Luo and Sagehood.

At present, there were only "Da Luo" and "Sublime Saint"!

A Sublime Saint was also known as a being of the Supreme Realm.

This was a being who had reached the end of the Da Luo path and stood just one step away from Sainthood.

Though still within the realm of Da Luo, they were countless times more powerful than the Quasi-Saints of later generations!

Above the Sublime Saints was the Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal—in other words, the realm of the Saints.

Saints were Sages of the Heavenly Dao. As long as the Primordial World endured, the Saints would never die.

But a Hunyuan Da Luo was free and unrestrained, beyond the Heavenly Dao's control. Though they could perish, they were countless times more carefree.

That was the path Shen Ni was plotting to take!

Meanwhile, Long Zang bade Yuan Huang farewell and continued his solitary travels through the Primordial World.

To him, the Primordial World of this era was ancient, but its truly exciting times had yet to begin.

Though the Ferocious Beast Calamity was approaching, it had little to do with him.

The calamity that truly belonged to him was the Witch-Demon Calamity, two Immeasurable Calamities from now.

So, for the moment, he was more like a bystander.

A witness to the ancient, untamed Primordial Era.

But not everything went as he wished.

Sometimes, even if one didn't want to get involved, fate would still push them into the fray!

After leaving the Southern Region, Long Zang skirted the Fierce Beast Royal Court and entered the Western Region of the Primordial World.

Luohu had yet to throw this place into chaos. It was still prosperous and flourishing, no less than any other great region.

Long Zang continued on his way, still true to himself... if he saw a treasure, he took it.

Spiritual Roots, Spiritual Medicines, Immortal Gold, and Divine Ore—all went into his possession.

Suddenly, a towering Divine Mountain came into view.

Long Zang's eyes lit up. He murmured:

"Mount Sumeru?"

In later generations, this mountain would become a Buddhist Holy Land, the origin of Buddhist Dharma.

But at present, it was Luohu's Dao Field!

Deep within Mount Sumeru, darkness stirred.

Luohu, who had been in seclusion, suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze was as profound as an abyss, reflecting the All Heavens and Myriad Worlds.

"An anomaly? A variable? How interesting..."

He murmured, a trace of surprise in his expression.

Not because Long Zang was particularly special.

Rather, Long Zang's appearance had never been part of Luohu's deductions!

One had to understand that Luohu knew nearly every top Great Supernatural Being in the Primordial World.

Yin-Yang Ancestor, Qiankun Ancestor, Ancestor Wu Xing, Hongjun, Yang Mei...

These beings were all ancient powers who had survived since heaven and earth were first created.

Yang Mei in particular was the reincarnation of the Space Demon God.

He was the only Chaos Demon God who hadn't perished completely after Pangu created the world.

Though he had reincarnated and cultivated anew, even Luohu was wary of him.

Fortunately, Yang Mei had no interest in competing for supremacy and sought only the Great Dao.

Otherwise, the situation in the Primordial World would have changed drastically.

But now, Long Zang had given Luohu reason for concern.

An anomaly? A variable?

This person might disrupt the carefully laid plans he had been devising for a long time!

As Long Zang gazed at Mount Sumeru, a black figure suddenly emerged from the depths of the void.

The man was handsome, yet carried a sinister charm. Billions of streams of demonic light swirled around him, and his presence was ominous.

Long Zang's gaze sharpened. He understood at once... there could be no one else but Demon Ancestor Luohu!

Luohu's standing was no less than Hongjun's.

He was a loser, which was why people believed him inferior to the Three Pure Ones.

But in truth, how could someone who had founded the Devil Dao, equal to the Immortal Dao, be weak?

It was only because he had been defeated that people underestimated him.

Luohu's gaze was as deep as an abyss. He saw through Long Zang's origins at a glance.

"An anomaly?"

Long Zang remained calm, his heart unmoved.

In the eyes of top Great Supernatural Beings such as these, so-called "anomalies" and "variables" were no more than a ripple in the great tide of the Primordial World.

What truly decided the course of the Primordial World was still the Heavenly Dao itself!

"An anomaly or a variable—it makes no difference. In the end, we are all beings beneath the Heavenly Dao." Long Zang's voice was even, but carried an unshakable resolve.

Luohu's gaze flickered, then he smiled. "Well said. The great tide of the Heavenly Dao cannot be resisted. The Ferocious Beast Calamity is destined to drive the Ferocious Beasts from the stage and bring the Three Innate Races to prominence. That outcome will not change. As for the process... it doesn't matter."

The so-called "defying heaven and changing fate" was the biggest joke in the Primordial World!

Defy Heaven? Defy what Heaven?

If Heaven would not tolerate you, you would be reduced to ashes!