The Quasi-Sage Era! The Demon Race's Three Choices

"The two of you have truly misunderstood me. I, Baize, can swear upon the Heavenly Dao that I absolutely harbor no such intentions!"

Baize spoke with a look of earnest sincerity; as a spirit of auspiciousness, how could he ever commit such a sordid act?

He was Baize, not "Black-ze."

"Let this be the last time." Nuwa did not press the matter further, choosing to believe Baize's words for the moment.

Following this, the atmosphere eased, and they began to discuss the logistics of integrating the Ten Thousand Races.

Time flew by, and the Primordial World remained as clamorous as ever.

On this day, the previously calm North Sea suddenly surged with towering waves, and an incomparable aura soared straight into the heavens.

A massive phantom of a divine bird reflected across the universe, blotting out the sky and sun. With every flap of its wings, it stirred up boundless gale winds, overturning mountains and seas, tearing the very heavens and earth asunder.

Many great powers sensed this, and expressions of shock appeared on their faces one after another.

"Kunpeng has attained the Quasi-Sage realm!"

Following the Three Pure Ones, he was the fastest of the great powers who had listened to the sermons to achieve this breakthrough.

"From this day forth, whether in the heavens or the depths of the earth, where is there that I cannot go?"

A faint whisper echoed from the depths of the North Sea, revealing an undeniable sense of powerful self-confidence.

Not long after, two auspicious glows also shot into the sky from Mount Sumeru in the West, mobilizing the entire fortune of the West. Jieyin and Zhun Ti had successively succeeded in severing their obsessions, stepping into the realm of Quasi-Sage.

"Hmph! To think Kunpeng snatched the lead."

Zhun Ti retracted the auspicious clouds above his head, speaking with no small amount of dissatisfaction. He had originally assumed they would be the second to succeed in severing their obsessions after the Three Pure Ones.

He had not expected Kunpeng to be faster than them.

However, this was understandable; had they not been severely wounded, they certainly would not have fallen to this point.

Jieyin and Zhun Ti had not been happy for long when, on that same day, a vast aura also erupted from Wuzhuang Temple, which also belonged to the West. It was thick and profound, like a deity of the earth.

Zhenyuanzi had also succeeded in severing his obsession, stepping into the Quasi-Sage domain.

In the millennium that followed, Quasi-Sage auras radiated from various blessed lands such as the Sea of Blood, West Kunlun, Mount Buzhou, Fire Cloud Cave, and Purple Mansion Island.

The top-tier great powers who had listened to the sermons at Purple Heaven Palace had all attained the Quasi-Sage realm, and thus, the Primordial World entered the era of the Quasi-Sage.

The Witch Clan also felt immense pressure, and as a result, their pace of conquest became even more ferocious.

The great powers of the Ten Thousand Races did not linger in battle, and Baize, Jimeng, and others hurried toward Mount Buzhou.

With Nuwa and Fuxi breaking through to the Quasi-Sage realm, the time to integrate the Demon Race had also arrived.

Meanwhile, the heads of the male and female immortals, having also broken through to the Quasi-Sage realm, began to take action, gathering forces and maintaining the order of the Primordial World.

They hoped that by the time of the third sermon, they could present a perfect report card to satisfy the Sage. In that way, would it not be a natural progression for them to be accepted as disciples?

Among them, Duke of the East was the most diligent, frantically recruiting a host of male immortals; he would not let a single one with any reputation slip by.

For a time, the Primordial World was filled with surging winds and clouds, with undercurrents moving beneath the surface.

Sun Star.

Ling Xiao awoke leisurely, the sun and moon sinking and rising within his eyes, cycles of birth and destruction never ceasing.

During this period, he had gained insights into the Law of Rain and the Law of Metal.

Within the Five Elements, he had already grasped Metal, Fire, and Earth; once he comprehended the Law of Water and the Law of Wood, he would be able to master the Law of Five Elements.

Among the three thousand laws, there were varying degrees of strength, and a level such as the Law of Five Elements was considered among the best, even within the three thousand Great Dao laws.

Naturally, the disparity in the strength of the laws brought about different levels of power.

Beyond this, the Law of Yang had also reached the level of a Golden Immortal of the Origin. If he could comprehend the Law of Yin, he would then be able to grasp the Law of Yin-Yang, which was likewise an extremely powerful law.

"I wonder how Di Jun and Tai Yi are faring."

Ling Xiao whispered to himself, looking toward the place where they were in seclusion.

To avoid being disturbed, the two of them had burrowed into the depths of the Sun Star.

The Sun Star was formed from the left eye of Pangu; it was vast beyond measure, even larger than the Great Thousand World of Hongmeng.

Sensing the subtle auras of Di Jun and Tai Yi, Ling Xiao understood in his heart that they were currently pushing toward the Golden Immortal of the Origin.

A breakthrough to the Golden Immortal of the Origin was countless times more difficult than severing an obsession to become a Quasi-Sage. If not for the fragments of the Creation Jade Disk and the Chaos Bead, the path to becoming a Sage through the laws would be completely impassable.

It was simply too difficult!

"Right, I wonder how my Ling Xiao Palace is doing."

With a thought, Ling Xiao submerged his consciousness into the Chaos Bead. In an instant, it was as if he had arrived in a boundless, infinite chaotic world.

He had always kept Ling Xiao Palace inside the Chaos Bead to nourish it. The system had said that Ling Xiao Palace could grow alongside the improvement of his cultivation.

He wondered to what extent it had grown by now.

Entering the Chaos Bead, Ling Xiao felt as if he were the Creator God, the invincible Great God Pangu, manipulating the entire world as he pleased.

"The Black Gourd!"

Ling Xiao suddenly caught sight of this treasure he had almost forgotten. At this moment, it was lying supine in the chaos, bathing in the chaotic gale winds, nine-fold thunder, and surging tribulation fire, growing in silence.

Within the Gourd lay a universe, inhaling and exhaling boundless chaos energy while radiating a terrifying aura.

Even before it had fully manifested, Ling Xiao could sense the sheer power and terror of this treasure.

I wonder what will be gestated within...

Ling Xiao temporarily suppressed his curiosity, though he felt a strong urge to split the Gourd open and take a look.

He then raised his hand in a beckoning gesture, and the palace suspended in the chaotic void flew into his palm.

"An Innate Spiritual Treasure?"

Sensing the power of the palace, a look of surprise appeared in Ling Xiao's eyes.

"It truly has evolved!"

"Not bad, come out with me now..."

With a thought, Ling Xiao brought the Ling Xiao Palace into the outside world. He pointed a finger, and the palace descended to the ground, growing rapidly in size until it stood magnificent and majestic, radiating boundless light.

"Good!"

Ling Xiao nodded, quite satisfied.

At this moment, the Ziwei Attendant sensed the commotion and hurried over out of curiosity, catching sight of the palace situated beside the Fusang Wood.

"Master, is this also your magic treasure?"

The Ziwei Attendant asked with a mix of curiosity and awe.

"Indeed. From now on, I shall cultivate here; if you have any matters, come find me here," Ling Xiao said with a smile, glancing at him.

The Ziwei Attendant was now at the mid-stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, his aura thick and his foundation solid; he was likely not far from the late stage.

Such innate talent was truly extraordinary, barely inferior to their own.

The Ziwei Attendant nodded, his face filled with reverence, his peripheral vision catching the four bold, dragon-like, and imposing characters inscribed on the palace plaque.

"Ling Xiao Palace"

A strange expression flickered across his face; he had not expected his unfathomably powerful master to be so narcissistic.

Afterward.

Ling Xiao entered the Ling Xiao Palace, preparing to enter seclusion.

The current trend of the Primordial World is becoming increasingly tense; powerful cultivation is the only guarantee...

He could sense that as the batch of top-tier experts ascended to the Quasi-Sage realm, it would trigger the vigilance of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, thereby inciting even fiercer offensives from the Witch Clan.

[Ding! Detected that Nuwa, with the assistance of Baize, has integrated the Ten Thousand Races, and the Demon Race is officially born. Please make the following choice!]

[Option 1: Go to offer congratulations, gain Nuwa's favor, and receive the Twelfth-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus as a reward!]

[Option 2: Remain unmoved and receive a random Law Fragment as a reward.]

[Option 3: Go to cause trouble and establish the Demon Race yourself; receive a random Chaos Spiritual Treasure as a reward.]