Luohu Falls, the Three Clans Withdraw

Time flew like an arrow, days and months sped by like a shuttle. In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed!

Every innate great deity present had existed for over ten thousand years. To them, such a span of time was no more than a nap!

The world shrouded by that black curtain in the distant sky resembled an ancient ferocious beast crouching there, devouring everyone who wished to enter! A stifling, oppressive aura spread through the air!

At noon, the sun hung high overhead. Then, with a sudden boom, an explosion erupted across the heavens. The area enveloped by the Zhuxian Sword Formation abruptly cleared as though clouds had been swept aside, revealing a bright expanse—and a figure standing motionlessly within it!

What kind of figure was that? White hair, white robes, and an indifferent expression, as though nothing in the world could ever draw his attention.

At that moment, the innate great deities all widened their eyes. When they saw that white figure, shock appeared on their faces, followed by wild joy! If that figure was not Hongjun, then who could it be?

Hongjun stood in the void and glanced toward the gathered innate great deities without saying a word. Then he took a step and departed!

After Hongjun left, the Heavenly Dao shifted. Suddenly, ripples that shook the heavens spread outward. Golden lotuses bloomed one after another, streams of rosy light drifted through the air, and boundless merit emitted a fragrance so sweet it intoxicated the heart as it descended from the distant heavens.

Across hundreds of millions of miles, auspicious clouds rolled and surged. In that instant, how many living beings gained spiritual intelligence, and how many took form?

Merit descended from the heavens, with a portion bestowed upon the innate great deities present as a reward for their service in eradicating devils!

In an instant, one soaring aura after another erupted into the sky. Bathed in the light of merit, many innate great deities broke through their realms, their cultivation advancing another step!

"Cawwwww!"

With a cry, Kunpeng spread his wings and soared. An aura rose from his body as he broke through the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm and entered the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm!

At that moment, under the light of merit, Mu Jizi also gained a flash of enlightenment. His body swayed, and his cultivation rose to the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm. He was only one step away from attaining the Dao Fruit of a Quasi-Sage, a prospective sect leader!

After the light of merit faded, the great deities gradually awakened. They exchanged another round of boasting before returning to their respective caves!

Once the great deities had left, only a few members of the three clans remained there!

At this point, the leaders of the three clans could truly be called bare commanders. In the collision between Luohu and Hongjun, every clansman below the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm had been utterly wiped out. The misery of it was beyond imagining!

However, although the clansmen of the three clans had been slaughtered, a few scattered members remained elsewhere. In particular, the Divine Dragon Clan had suffered no calamity in the seas, and many of its people still remained—enough to preserve its inheritance.

One had to know that the three clan leaders had reached the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm within just over ten thousand years after the creation of heaven and earth. Though the fortune of the three clans had played a part, they themselves also possessed great wisdom and great perseverance!

Preserving a trace of their bloodline and incense was now what they had to consider.

Having witnessed the power unleashed in the battle between Hongjun and Luohu, as well as the tragic deaths of their clansmen, the three leaders no longer had any desire to fight.

There was no sorrow greater than a dead heart!

That was how they felt at this moment. Yet for the future of their clans, for the continuation of their inheritance and incense, even if they wished to die, they had to die with meaning and value.

What sort of death could be considered meaningful and valuable?

The three clan leaders exchanged glances, and each of them found an answer in his heart!

The Qilin Ancestor stepped forward, pointed a finger at the heavens, and swore an oath:

"Using my life as the offering, under the witness of the Heavenly Dao, my Qilin Tribe shall henceforth stand as a symbol of auspiciousness and peace. We shall never again offend others. Should we violate these words, our clan shall suffer the calamity of extinction. But should anyone violate my Qilin Tribe, they shall bear the karmic consequences of an immeasurable calamity!"

His words shook heaven and earth, stirring the world itself. Countless streams of spiritual energy gathered, a truly extraordinary sight. Heavenly phenomena descended as a ray of white light extended from the void. This was the Heavenly Dao's acknowledgment. The light shone upon the Qilin Ancestor's forehead before vanishing. Then, with a gust of wind, the Qilin Ancestor's body scattered into flying ash like a false man piled from sand. Not only did his flesh collapse, but even his soul was extinguished. He truly died, truly vanished between heaven and earth, with not the slightest possibility of reincarnation.

"Using my life as the offering, under the witness of the Heavenly Dao, my Divine Dragon Clan seeks only to govern the Four Seas, bringing clouds and rain to heaven and earth. From this day forth, we shall never contend for the role of protagonist in a calamity."

How vast were the Four Seas? Though they could not compare to the Primordial Continent, they were still far from small. Even at this moment, the Ancestral Dragon still wished for the Divine Dragon Clan to dominate the Four Seas. Yet he had the right to do so. Bringing clouds and rain to the entire Primordial Continent was itself a great merit. With such merit, together with the Ancestral Dragon's Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal cultivation, the Eastern Sea was indeed destined to fall under the Divine Dragon Clan's control.

The Heavenly Dao acknowledged it! The Ancestral Dragon also dispersed into heaven and earth.

"Using my life as the offering, under the witness of the Heavenly Dao, my Phoenix Clan shall henceforth dwell forever in Phoenix Valley. We seek nothing else, only a corner where we may live in peace."

Such a simple request revealed that the Phoenix Ancestor had truly seen through everything and cast life and death aside!

The Heavenly Dao was moved and granted its acknowledgment. White light descended, yet it did not immediately take the Phoenix Ancestor's life. His soul was preserved to await a destined opportunity!

"Cryyyyyyy!"

This was the cry of the Phoenix Ancestor's soul. Blazing flames burned his soul, while the rising sun shone upon his spirit. With one beat of his wings, he vanished into the endless desolate mountains!

At that moment, an indescribable emotion spread across the Primordial Continent. All beings who had gained spiritual intelligence seemed to learn of this matter in the unseen depths of their hearts!

So this was the Heavenly Dao sensing it and proclaiming it to all beneath heaven!

"Alas..."

Mu Jizi and Kunpeng, flying upon the clouds, could not help but sigh. Their faces were solemn. How powerful had the three innate clans once been? Yet they had not understood the ordained course of heaven and, like the Devil Ancestor Luohu, had been erased between heaven and earth. This allowed the two of them to witness once more the ruthlessness of the Heavenly Dao!

"Without becoming a Sage, one is ultimately an ant!"

Mu Jizi and Kunpeng looked at each other. There was not the slightest hint of schadenfreude in their hearts; instead, they felt the grief of a fox dead and a rabbit weeping.

"Brother, now that this great calamity has ended, we may enjoy the blessings of peace for one calamity!" Seeing Mu Jizi's heavy expression, Kunpeng forced a smile. "This is something worth celebrating now!"

"Mm." Mu Jizi nodded, but the expression on his face did not change. He cultivated the Creation Dao and spoke of creation, yet he had not expected the changes of the world to be so unpredictable!

"Creation toys with men!"

Shaking his head, Mu Jizi glanced at Kunpeng and said no more. The two rode auspicious clouds toward the Northern Sea Daoist Sanctuary!

The Heavenly Dao was merciless, creation toyed with men, and the world changed in endless, unpredictable turns. Those who did not become Sages would forever remain ants. When calamity arrived, those who did not understand heaven's ordained course would see hundreds of millions of years of cultivation turn into a painted cake!

Thus, ten thousand eight hundred years after the Primordial Continent was opened, the first calamity came to an end. The land regained its former vitality, and a flourishing scene welcomed the second calamity...

...The first update is here. The first arc has ended; next comes the struggle between the Wu and Demon Clans! Once again, I humbly beg for recommendations and bookmarks!

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