"Chaos gave rise to Wuji. Wuji was the Dao. The Dao gave birth to one, and one was Yuan. One gave birth to two, and two were Yin and Yang. Two gave birth to three, and three were heaven, earth, and humanity. Three gave birth to all things. Thus, all things were the Dao, bearing Yin and embracing Yang..."
On Purple Thorn Island, Red Dust was preaching the Dao. The island had no living creatures, but it held many spiritual objects.
As an incarnation, her cultivation had been fixed from the start, much like the avatars of those Demon Gods.
Their focus was on their true selves. Their avatars were there merely to bear witness; they did not expect them to make any breakthroughs.
Yet even without breakthroughs, their profound understanding let their combat strength cross the barrier and reach the level of Dao mastery.
As the years passed and countless eras went by, the wars across Hong Huang grew fiercer, especially those among the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans.
Naturally, the Innate Demon God Luohou had a hand in fanning the flames. He needed the calamity's baleful energy to cultivate. The thicker it grew, the faster he advanced.
Hong Huang had been peaceful for too long. Luohou and the others could wait no longer.
And so, clashes among the three clans became ever more frequent. None would yield to the others, and disputes over territory and interests never ceased.
As war erupted, the baleful energy between heaven and earth grew heavier. Weaker cultivators had long since fallen under its influence, their eyes clouded by bloodlust until they knew nothing but killing.
No one knew how many cultivators died each day. Such was the terror of the Limitless Calamity: fewer cultivators meant a lighter burden on heaven and earth, and