The Primordial World was still in the process of being perfected. Many of its inhabitants were wild and uncivilized, fighting largely according to their nature. Yet there were also plenty of ruthless beings who slaughtered others for their own selfish desires, possessiveness, or even their own Dao. Their brutal massacres turned countless innocent beings into their nourishment.
Compassionate Hong Yun had no choice but to travel everywhere, doing what he could. He was the first cloud in Heaven and Earth to take human form, with a mild temperament and a pursuit of nature. He treated everyone kindly and would later be known as the good-natured old man of the Primordial World.
The Primordial World was swept up in endless warfare. Hong Yun watched as the world where he had once freely soared was tainted by filthy Killing Qi. A blood-red, sinister power drove the entire Primordial World mad, robbing its inhabitants of reason. He might not be able to change everything, but he would do everything in his power to change what he could.
Everywhere he went, the inhabitants of the Primordial World talked most about the battles between the Primordial Era Three Tribes. Once, a group of Dragon Clan members ambushed a Phoenix Clan camp and killed a great elder of the Flying Bird Clan. But just as the Dragon Clan was slaughtering at will, a ball of flame flew in from the horizon and transformed into a three-legged Fire Bird. It rained fire down on tens of thousands of Scale Armor Race members, instantly reducing them to charred husks. They said it was a shame that the Poison Demon had escaped.
There was also a group of incredibly hideous monsters that kept attacking the creatures of Heaven and Earth. Even those unable to fight back became Vengeful Spirits