The Reason Your Qilin Race Was Destroyed

"Daoist Hongjun? Daoist Qiankun, perhaps Daoist Shi Chen, or Daoist Wangshu?"

"Daoist First Qilin, it's been a long time."

"You are!!! Daoist Hongjun?"

First Qilin's expression changed. Had Hongjun become this powerful? With just a wisp of violet light containing his divine sense, he could enter First Qilin's place of cultivation?

"That's right."

The violet light replied.

"Daoist First Qilin, I've come here for the sake of the Primordial World."

Hongjun's divine sense spoke:

"Do you know that, because the Three Races have multiplied without limit, the Primordial World is on the verge of collapse?"

"What? How is that possible..."

First Qilin stirred his thoughts, sweeping his divine sense over the Qilin Clan's territory. He was immediately dumbstruck.

During the time he'd been in seclusion, the Qilin Race had grown to a staggering four trillion in number—eight or nine times what it had been before.

So many Qilin densely covered every mountain and forest in the Primordial World. There was practically one every thousand zhang.

The Qilin Clan's territory was almost completely overcrowded.

If even their territory was like this, what must things be like outside?

Wouldn't there be eighty or a hundred Qilin on every mountain?

Forty or fifty Qilin in every forest?

"Ha ha ha ha ha!!"

Seeing this, First Qilin couldn't help bursting into laughter:

"My Qilin Clan's young ones have grown so numerous!"

"..."

Hongjun was speechless. It seemed First Qilin had completely missed the point.

"Daoist First Qilin, don't you think your Qilin Race has grown too large in number? Even the Primordial World can no longer bear the burden."

"So what? Once my Qilin Race and the Phoenix Race have fought to determine which is stronger, and we rule the Primordial World together, we'll naturally be able to attain sainthood. Once I become a Saint, I'll repay the world."

First Qilin said casually:

"Daoist Hongjun, if you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have realized that my Qilin Race has reached the point where it must fight the Phoenix Race to the death."

"..."

He was beyond reason.

Hongjun stirred his thoughts and looked toward First Qilin with his divine sense, only to see that a layer of demonic obstruction had already clouded his sea of consciousness.

Just as he'd suspected. First Qilin had already fallen to demonic influence.

It simply wasn't apparent on the surface.

When Luohu died, he had transformed himself into the supreme Heavenly Demon and vowed that, from then on, anyone who achieved success in cultivation would be accompanied by a Heavenly Demon.

Though First Qilin had long since reached the level of an Ancestor, a Quasi-Saint, he'd never found a way to break through. His only option was to borrow the Primordial World's fortune to become a Saint. With the calamity energy of the great tribulation added to that, demonic obstruction had taken root in his heart, trapping him in his obsession.

Without a doubt, Yuanfeng must have fallen into the same state.

At Jade Capital Mountain, Hongjun took out the Jade Disc of Creation and asked:

"Heavenly Dao, was this your plan?"

Although Hongjun was the Great Dao, he was still a newcomer. The Heavenly Dao was like an NPC for a novice. Hongjun was responsible for opening up the Chaos and providing the innate Spiritual Qi for one cycle of reincarnation. The rest was arranged by the Heavenly Dao—or, one could say, by the rules he himself had once established.

(The Heavenly Dao was reborn anew with every cycle of reincarnation.)

The Heavenly Dao replied respectfully:

"The Great Dao is supreme. Yes, I intend for the Phoenix Race, the Qilin Race, and the Dragon Race to perish together."

Hongjun frowned.

"That would not be a good outcome. If all three races perish together, the Primordial Continent may be caught in the fallout. The leaders of the three races have already used their fortune to reach the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm. Ancestral Dragon also possesses so many supreme treasures. If they fought, the conflict might rival the Dao-Devil War."

"Great Dao, please hear my explanation."

The Heavenly Dao said:

"Neither the Dragon Race, the Phoenix Race, nor the Qilin Race—or even the myriad races of the Primordial World—is suited to become the protagonist of the world. They can all live forever. A race that cannot die except by being killed is not suited to become the protagonist of the world, because sooner or later, such a race will become too much for the world to sustain."

Hongjun understood why the Human Race was the protagonist.

The Human Race had cultivators, but they were few. Most humans turned to dust after only a hundred years or so.

And as for human cultivators... It was better not to mention them. The cultivators of later generations practiced the Golden Core Dao, and their lifespans weren't infinite. One day, their lifespans would run out and they would die. They didn't cultivate by opening up worlds within their bodies, so after death, they naturally returned to the world.

Hongjun now also realized there had been a flaw in the rules he'd left behind. No wonder a cycle of reincarnation could only produce enough energy for one False Great Dao Sage—and even that little energy came from the Heavenly Dao's position and the power of fate. That was the root of the problem.

(Perhaps many people will say: Isn't the Great Dao supreme? Can't it even solve something like this?

Let me explain here. This is also part of the setting of this book, and addresses a flaw from earlier.

Hongjun is the Great Dao, but the Great Dao is not Hongjun. That may sound confusing, but bear with me.

A term that often appears in the story is "False Great Dao Sage."

Simply put, Hongjun is the true Great Dao Sage. He's called the Great Dao for short, and he's the one who controls the Great Dao.

The Great Dao may be omnipotent, but it has no thoughts. The one who controls the Great Dao is still a person.

Even though the Great Dao is omnipotent, it can't simply indulge every desire. The Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Three Races want so badly to rule the Primordial World—couldn't it just create another world for them to rule instead?

Impossible. That sort of thing will never happen.

The appearance of a world will inevitably bring different wills among its living beings, and that will inevitably lead to conflict. Conflict cannot be resolved by creating more conflict.

The best way to resolve a conflict is to deal with the person who caused it.

Furthermore, the story established from the very beginning that the Great Dao knows everything, so long as it wants to know it.

But it never said that it could do anything.

Even if it could do anything, that would only apply to matter that already exists.

In short, it cannot create something from nothing.

That level of creation doesn't exist in this book.

For example, creating countless Great Daos with a single thought is impossible in this story.

If a level capable of creating something from nothing did exist, it would have to be below the Great Dao.

For example, if someone could create countless Great Daos in a year, then there would certainly be a Great Dao above them that had defined them.

The Great Dao's omnipotence is based on consuming its own energy.

If the point of view shifted to a Great Luo Golden Immortal, then the Great Dao would be omnipotent.

All the Great Daos in this book work this way. The transmigrators come from the Great Dao, which consumes its resources to send people to other worlds to plunder resources.)