Time flies, and the years of a Yuanhui pass by quietly like a fleeting moment under the Primordial Wilderness scale of not counting years.
However, for Primordial Wilderness sentient beings, this Yuanhui is full of depression, restlessness and increasingly intense despair.
The Calamity Qi between heaven and earth is so dense that it has almost turned into substance, like a thick gray fog, which not only covers the mountains and rivers, but also deeply invades the purple mansion of every living being.
Those with low cultivation level are often invaded by nameless Inner Fire while practicing meditation, causing the three flowers to be disordered, Five Qi Facing the Origin to reverse their trend, become obsessed with evil for no reason, and are lucky enough to have their physical body collapse.
The true spirit was contaminated by Calamity Qi, and its temperament became violent and manic, which then set off more Slaughter, producing more Calamity Qi, forming an irreversible vicious circle.
The sky often appears an ominous dark red color, which is not the sunset, but the accumulation of Immeasurable Calamity gas in Above the Nine Heavens.
Covering the lunar sun and blinding Star Dou Formation, the light of the sun, moon and stars penetrated this layer of siltation, and seemed to be covered with a layer of lingering blood-colored gauze. The light cast by it had a bit of rust and a fishy sweet smell.
Among the mountains, rivers and trees, spirituality is gradually disappearing, replaced by a sense of solemnity and sorrow deeply rooted in the source of Earth Veins. The streams are sobbing and the mountain winds are weeping. It is as if everything in the world has a premonition of the coming of the final disaster and spontaneously mourns.
Dragon, Phoenix, and Kirin Three Races, as the protagonist of Primordial Wilderness, Earth Qi has great luck.
The contradictions and Karmic Retribution it has accumulated due to competition for resources, territory, and voice have reached the critical point of eruption, like dry firewood piled up to the sky, with only one spark missing.
Under the Heavenly Dao, prosperity and decline are inevitable.
No ethnic group can stand eternally. Great God Pangu is as powerful as World-Opening and can embody all things, let alone Three Races?
However, Luohu and his demon clan's secret instigation, planting of demons, and attracting evil spirits are like pouring hot coals into the most dangerous volcanic crater and using their supreme magic.
The evil spirit of Poisonous Fire is drawn out from the lungs of the earth, which greatly accelerates and worsens this process, making the moment of "loud" explosion come far earlier, more violent, and more intense than the natural operation of Heavenly Dao.
In this long and depressing Yuanhui, the friction at the Three Races border never stopped, but intensified.
What may have started out as a private fight between young men from two tribes due to a quarrel or a fight over a spiritual herb soon escalated into an armed conflict between small groups. Like tiny sparks of fire, it eventually converged into a prairie fire and turned into an uncontrollable regional war.
And in this long, bloody, seemingly endless prelude, Three Races paid a heavy price.
Countless elders and warriors who were once famous, regarded as legends in a region, and whose cultivation level reached at least Golden Immortal or even the realm of Taro.
In carefully planned raids, ruthless ambushes and head-on battles, it fell like a meteor. The energy that exploded when its light was extinguished often spread to more innocent creatures, causing even greater tragedies.
Dragon Clan A dragon king who controls a certain large river system that runs Primordial Continent north and south and nourishes hundreds of millions of creatures. His cultivation has reached the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal peak, and he has countless Flood Dragon aquariums under his command.
However, during an inspection of the Water Mansion, he was trapped by Phoenix Race, several elders who had been ambushing him for a long time and were good at combined attacks. They formed a "Heaven-Burning Spirit-Destroying Formation" with their original lives of Nirvana Fire.
That Nirvana Fire is not an ordinary fire, but a flame of law that draws vitality from destruction and detonates destruction from the place where vitality is most abundant. It is specially designed to overcome Dragon Clan water Primordial Spirit.
No matter how the dragon king roared, setting off billions of hectares of waves, and urging the dragon pearl to protect his body, he was eventually penetrated into the sea of consciousness by the colorless and invisible flames, burning up the dragon soul, and its huge dragon corpse, which was thousands of miles long, fell like a mountain.
Amidst the loud noise, the endlessly flowing river was cut off in the middle, blocking the river channel, causing huge floods, submerging countless gathering places of life on both sides, and Resentment Qi soared into the sky.
Phoenix Race is a fledgling princess with extremely pure blood. Yuanfeng has high hopes and believes that it is very possible to break through to Primordial Origin Golden Immortal within the next ten thousand years. She has a lively nature.
Unable to bear the increasingly tense atmosphere within the clan, I was inspecting a beautiful sycamore forest on the border.
Encountered a joint ambush by Kirin Race's most elite "Earth Splitting Guards" led by Ink Jade Kirin and several "Dragon Clan traitors" with strange auras, dragon-headed men who were actually demons disguised as Secret Method and deliberately imitated the aura of the Dragon Clan.
The Ink Jade Kirin had unparalleled defense, and the power of the earth was added to challenge Princess Phoenix Race's Southern Bright Leaving Fire, while those "Dragon Clan traitors" used their sinister and vicious Devil Dao magical powers to erode her body-protecting divine light.
Although the princess fought hard, burning thousands of miles of mountains, severely injuring Ink Jade Kirin, her feathers withered, and finally exhausted herself in the battle, the original divine fire was extinguished little by little in despair, just like a gorgeous Glazed Lamp lamp that was broken and its light dispersed.
Kirin Race is a highly respected Auspicious Beast elder who is known for his benevolence. He has mediated many disputes among Primordial Wilderness ethnic groups and is regarded as a protector by countless weak ethnic groups.
While trying to mediate the conflict between two affiliated ethnic groups over a new spiritual stone vein, he was attacked by a dragon general who had already been planted with demon seeds by the demons and was deeply lurking.
The dragon general's eyes were red, and his whole body was surrounded by demonic energy. He had already lost his mind and was left with only pure Slaughter desire.
Auspicious Beast Elder hastily cast the light of benevolence, which is the magical power that gathers all souls to believe in Vow Power, Invulnerable to All Magic, and the evil spirits retreat.
However, the crazy killing intent triggered by Demonic Seed, mixed with the Dragon Clan's own powerful physical strength, actually tore apart Light Screen, the light of humanity, in a nearly self-destructive manner.
The elder hesitated for a moment, then the dragon general's blow from the burning essence and blood penetrated his chest, Kirin's true blood spilled onto the wasteland.
The peaceful and auspicious energy contained within it is intertwined with the evil energy, turning that wasteland into a desperate land of extinct life and chaotic laws in the next tens of thousands of years.
Each of these high-ranking figures is the pillar of the ethnic group. Their successive falls are like exerting the final, unbearable weight on the bow strings that have been stretched to the limit and groaning under the strain.
The seeds of hatred had already been sown deeply, and now they were completely stimulated by the blood and death of relatives, teachers, and close friends, and they grew into a towering tree of revenge that blocked the sky and the sun. The roots of the tree were entangled with reason, and the crown of the tree blocked the future.
The voices of the dovish forces within Three Races that were still taking chances, advocating restraint, and seeking negotiations were completely drowned out, and were replaced by the overall rise of hawkish forces.
They chanted slogans such as "Blood debt must be paid with blood," "Only war can bring peace," and "I am the only one who can destroy the alien race." They completely eliminated the last possibility of resolving the war through communication.
The clarion call for all-out war was finally sounded in an almost tragic and crazy manner, amidst the evil spirit and unforgettable hatred that had accumulated for a Yuanhui and was so thick that it could not be broken away!
The sound of the horn penetrated Yunxiao, shook Four Seas, and spread throughout the world, announcing the official opening of a bloody era!