Heavenly Disaster Descends, Human Race in Crisis

After Li Qingxu finished explaining to everyone in the chat group that he had a feeling and needed to go into seclusion for a period of time, his consciousness withdrew from the chat group interface.

"My current cultivation is low. If I rashly leave the tribe, I might die prematurely."

"It's better to go into seclusion and break through here. If any anomalies occur, the tribal chief can help me conceal the commotion."

Li Qingxu sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, muttering to himself, while taking out the Innate Five Elements Kirin Fruit and holding it in his palm.

The Human Race currently survived precariously in the cracks between the myriad races, living day by day with no guarantee of tomorrow. They could barely survive through unity, so there was no internal strife or deceit for the time being.

If other humans saw him entering seclusion for a breakthrough, they would only be happy for him and wish for him to become even stronger.

This way, their chances of surviving in the perilous Primordial World would also increase.

With this thought, Li Qingxu no longer hesitated. He immediately sat cross-legged on the stone bed, closed his eyes, held his breath, and cleared all distracting thoughts.

Then, following the most basic guiding method, he first wrapped his own weak magic power around the Innate Five Elements Kirin Fruit.

The Innate Five Elements Kirin Fruit in his hand seemed to be activated. Divine light surged, and a wisp of energy containing the origin power of the Innate Five Elements, guided by his magic power, merged into his body.

This warm current, initially gentle, soon turned into a surging tide, rushing towards his fragile and narrow meridians, as well as his mortal body that had been steeped in acquired impurities for over a decade.

There was no tearing pain as he had expected. Instead, it was like a long drought meeting sweet rain, or withered wood encountering spring sun. A desire and joy originating from the very source of life awakened from the depths of every cell, initiating a thorough transformation.

"It really works!"

Li Qingxu rejoiced in his heart, fully circulating the crude guiding technique, guiding this vast yet gentle innate five elements essence to circulate along the Heavenly Cycle path, constantly cleansing himself.

As the refinement deepened, anomalies began to appear.

Beneath his skin, a faint five-colored divine light emanated, intermingling with the radiance of the Dao Fruit. Wisps of gray-black impurities and acquired turbid qi were expelled from his pores, emitting a foul stench. However, they were quickly purified by the fresh Dao Rhyme naturally emitted by the Dao Fruit.

His bones made clear cracking and rebirth sounds like jade, and his blood flowed and surged through his veins with the thunderous roar of great rivers.

Subsequently, the Five-Colored Divine Light emerged from his crown, intertwining and swirling about a foot above his head, gradually evolving into a phantom image of the Innate Five Elements Dao Diagram, constantly cycling through creation and destruction, exuding vigorous Dao Rhyme.

The sharpness of Gold, the vitality of Wood, the flexibility of Water, the ferocity of Fire, and the solidity of Earth – though the profound meanings of these five Great Daos were extremely faint, they rotated and manifested, real and undeniable.

The spiritual energy in the stone house where Li Qingxu was located surged, and the brilliant Five-Colored Divine Light even leaked out from the cracks in the stones, making it seem as if a blazing sun was contained within. This quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding tribesmen.

However, they did not dare to intrude without permission. Instead, they quickly reported the matter to the chief of the Taihao Tribe, Taihao Shi.

Soon, an old man with graying hair and beard, dressed in a simple robe, descended from the sky and landed beside the stone house.

"Tribal Chief, what do you think is happening here?"

The crowd gathered around Li Qingxu's stone house, craning their necks to look inside, asking curiously.

Taihao Shi gazed at the five-colored Dao Rhyme and surging spiritual energy flowing from the cracks of the stone house. A hint of surprise flashed across his face, which then turned into one of deep relief.

He raised his hand, signaling the crowd to stop their discussions, and then stroked his beard as he slowly explained:

"Qingxu must have encountered a great opportunity and is undergoing a transformation. This process requires tranquility and must not be disturbed."

"You all may disperse and attend to your duties. Just know that when he successfully emerges from seclusion, our Taihao Tribe may have another true seed of cultivation."

After speaking, Taihao Shi struck the ground with his staff, and a barrier condensed from Divine Power enveloped the stone house, isolating all divine power fluctuations and anomalies.

The onlookers, upon hearing this, revealed joyful expressions.

Although they didn't know the specifics, if Li Qingxu could truly succeed in his transformation as the tribal chief said, it would be a great boon for the entire Taihao Tribe.

The Primordial World does not count years.

Hundreds of years passed in the blink of an eye.

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During these hundred years, the Taihao Tribe experienced several crises, big and small, and many tribesmen died prematurely. However, with the concerted efforts of Taihao Shi and a few elders, the crises were ultimately resolved, allowing the tribe to survive.

Nourished by the Wood spiritual energy, the surface of the stone house where Li Qingxu resided was covered with various vines and bloomed with eternally unfading flowers. Many plants in the vicinity possessed considerable medicinal properties.

About every ten years, the tribesmen would harvest the medicinal herbs near the stone house and store them.

One day, a hundred years later.

Just as millions of humans were busy in the tribe, drying jerky, sorting herbs, and tanning animal hides, while children played and frolicked, they suddenly noticed that the originally clear sky was darkening at a visible speed.

The temperature in the world plummeted, and all the humans felt their hair stand on end. They looked up towards the distance in unison.

Thousands upon thousands of enormous demon beasts, enveloped in a monstrous demonic aura, were rapidly approaching across the sky.

These demon beasts moved at incredible speed. In just a few seconds, they arrived above the Taihao Tribe, encircling the entire settlement.

The millions of tribesmen of the Taihao Tribe looked at the demon beasts, hundreds and even thousands of feet tall, with ferocious faces and blood-red eyes, their complexions instantly turned pale, and their hearts sank to the bottom.

These tens of thousands of demon beasts all had cultivation levels above the Human Immortal Realm, and the black tiger leading them was a being in the Earth Immortal Realm.

Although this group of demon beasts was insignificant in the grand scheme of the Primordial World, it was an insurmountable disaster for the Taihao Tribe.

After all, even the strongest, Tribal Chief Taihao Shi, only had peak Human Immortal cultivation, making him no match for these demon beasts.

"Quick, hide!!"

The Taihao Tribe descended into chaos. Adults frantically grabbed their children and hid in stone houses and underground burrows, trying to find a sliver of hope.

High in the sky, the demon beasts did not attack immediately. They seemed to relish the sight of the humans below fleeing in panic and despair. They merely hovered in the air, emitting low, cruel sneers as they watched the struggling ants below.

"Tsk, a race of ants," the black tiger leading them said slowly, its voice like the grinding of metal, filled with undisguised contempt and coldness. "You only deserve to linger on in the cracks between the myriad races."

"However, they reproduce quite quickly, and their flesh is tender," said the wolf demon beside him, licking the foul-smelling saliva that dripped from its lips. Its scarlet tongue swept across its bone-white teeth. "They're perfect as blood food for my Demon Race."

The black tiger spoke again, "Isn't this the only value Empress Wa created them for?"

"Hahahaha..."

As soon as the tiger demon spoke, the tens of thousands of demons behind him burst into laughter.

In their eyes, the reason Empress Nuwa created the Human Race was to gain merit and achieve sainthood through them, and to serve as blood food for the Demon Race.

While the tribespeople were scattering and fleeing, searching for a sliver of hope, several figures moved against the current from the center of the tribe, blocking the path of the demon army.

These were the Taihao Tribe's chief, Taihao Clan Leader, and over a dozen elders in the Human Immortal Realm.

Human Immortal cultivators had lifespans of up to a million years, but due to their protection of their tribespeople and their battles for survival in the eastern Primordial World, they had sustained many old wounds from fighting fierce enemies.

Therefore, even though they had been created by Saint Nuwa less than ten thousand years ago, they already appeared decrepit.

"Alas..."

"Heaven is destroying my Taihao Tribe."

Taihao Clan Leader looked at the menacing demons and sighed helplessly.

They had been cautious all these years, yet they had still brought this unwarranted disaster upon themselves.

"Let's try to stall for time. As for the tribespeople, we'll save as many as we can," the Great Elder of the Taihao Tribe said gravely.

"Mm."

The other elders nodded in unison.

Their faces were resolute, and their eyes showed no fear, as they were prepared to sacrifice themselves to buy their tribespeople a chance at survival.