Primordial Era: I Am Dijiang? Absolutely No Witch Clan!
Chapter 30

Earth Vein Shock, Primordial Qilin on the Verge of Falling

1,298 words4 min read1 views
3h ago

"Alright, I agree."

Dijiang nodded. "Gonggong, Xuanming, the two of you go give Fellow Daoist Ancestral Dragon a hand."

"Yes, Big Brother!"

Gonggong and Xuanming accepted the order. With a flash, they vanished directly into the depths of the sea eye.

"Boom!"

The moment they entered the sea eye, Nine Nether Demonic Water several times more terrifying than before swept toward them.

But Gonggong and Xuanming were both Primordial Golden Immortals and wielded the origin laws of water and ice. Such demonic water was nothing more than a piece of cake to them.

"Condense!"

Gonggong shouted. The Water Law whirled madly, forcibly compressing and solidifying the violent Nine Nether Demonic Water.

Meanwhile, Xuanming swung her Profound Ice Thorn. The Ice Law transformed into countless icy spikes, pinning the demonized Dragon Clan members trying to rush out of the sea eye firmly to the seabed.

Under their seamless cooperation, the sea eye, once violent and chaotic and liable to erupt at any moment, miraculously began to settle.

Gonggong forcibly sorted through and guided the disorderly Demonic Qi, eventually transforming it into pure Water Origin that nourished the weakened Ancestral Dragon beside him.

"This..."

Ancestral Dragon felt the backlash within him gradually subside, along with the unending influx of pure origin power. His eyes filled with shock.

He had originally thought he would suffer endlessly within this sea eye for the rest of his life. He had never expected these two mysterious Primordial Golden Immortals to be able to sort out the sea eye for him!

In just a few years, the sea eye was thoroughly sorted through.

Not only was the danger of another upheaval eliminated, but the backlash afflicting Ancestral Dragon was also reduced by more than half.

"Buzz—"

At the instant the sea eye completely calmed, Heaven's Way stirred in response above the nine heavens.

A dazzling Yellow Merit Golden Cloud slowly gathered, then split into two and descended separately into Gonggong and Xuanming's bodies.

"Merit has descended upon us!"

Joy appeared on both Gonggong and Xuanming's faces.

"Many thanks to you two, Fellow Daoists, for lending a hand."

Ancestral Dragon's illusory figure solidified somewhat. He bowed slightly toward Gonggong and Xuanming, his voice carrying a touch of sincere gratitude.

"We merely took payment and helped avert a disaster."

Gonggong waved a hand and departed the sea eye together with Xuanming.

"Fellow Daoist Candle Dragon, the transaction is complete. We shall take our leave."

Seeing the two emerge, Dijiang did not linger. He cupped his hands from afar toward Candle Dragon.

"Take care, Fellow Daoist Dijiang. If you have leisure in the future, you may visit my Eastern Sea Dragon Palace." Candle Dragon's voice rang out, his attitude incomparably better than before.

"Certainly."

Dijiang smiled, swept his sleeve, and led the eleven ancestral shamans to tear through space once more, vanishing above the Eastern Sea.

After leaving the Eastern Sea, Dijiang did not immediately return to Pangu Hall with the eleven ancestral shamans. Instead, he turned his gaze toward the Northern Continent.

"Big Brother, are we going to Qilin Cliff?"

Zhu Jiuyin looked in the direction Dijiang was heading, understanding flashing through his eyes.

"That's right."

Dijiang nodded faintly. "We have visited both the Phoenix Clan and the Dragon Clan. Naturally, we cannot favor one over the other and neglect the Qilin Clan."

"Hehe, that sounds great. The Qilin Clan guards the lands of the central and northern regions, so there must be plenty of good things in their treasury!"

Zhu Rong rubbed his hands together, his face full of anticipation.

"However, the Qilin Clan's situation may be even worse than that of the Dragon-Phoenix Clans."

Dijiang's gaze was profound, as though it pierced through endless void. "Primordial Qilin transformed his body into Qilin Cliff to suppress the Primordial World's earth veins. But Luo Hou detonated the western earth veins. The Central Continent's earth veins bore the brunt of that destructive impact."

"Primordial Qilin is likely on the brink of collapse."

Upon hearing this, the ancestral shamans' expressions turned solemn.

They had witnessed the power of the western earth veins' explosion with their own eyes. That world-destroying force had left even Peak Primordial Golden Immortal Hongjun scrambling, much less the already heavily injured Primordial Qilin, who also had to divide his attention to suppress the earth veins.

"Move. Pick up the pace!"

Dijiang said no more. He pushed the Space Law to its limit, transforming with the others into a streak of silver light that instantly crossed hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers.

Northern Continent, Qilin Cliff.

This had once been the sacred land of Beastkind, but now it was a scene straight out of the apocalypse.

The towering Qilin Cliff was covered in bottomless cracks, as though it might collapse at any moment.

The earth trembled violently. Countless streams of violent earth-vein energy, like wild horses that had broken free of their reins, madly tore apart everything around them.

"Roar—!"

From the depths of Qilin Cliff came Primordial Qilin's pained and despairing roar.

His enormous body had already fused with the cliff, yet it was now covered in horrifying wounds. Golden qilin blood poured down like waterfalls, staining the entire cliff crimson.

"Patriarch!"

The Kirinkind elders guarding Qilin Cliff wept until they could no longer speak at the sight of Primordial Qilin's miserable state.

They desperately poured their own mana into Qilin Cliff, trying to help Primordial Qilin bear the pressure, but before the violent impact of the earth veins, their strength was merely a cup of water against a burning cartload of firewood.

"The western earth veins have broken... the backlash is too strong... I... can't hold on..."

Primordial Qilin's voice came in broken fragments, revealing endless weakness.

He could feel his origin rapidly draining away. Once he completely collapsed... what awaited him would be utter demise.

"Could it be... that Heaven is determined to destroy my Qilin Clan?!"

Primordial Qilin closed his eyes in despair.

At that critical moment, with a thousand pounds hanging by a single hair.

"Buzz—"

The void above Qilin Cliff suddenly twisted violently. Twelve figures radiating the terrifying pressure of Primordial Golden Immortals appeared before everyone like divine soldiers descending from heaven.

"Who goes there?!"

The Kirinkind elders were horrified and hurriedly brought out their magic treasures.

"Stand down!"

Primordial Qilin abruptly opened his eyes. Though weak, he still exuded unquestionable majesty.

He looked at Dijiang and the others in midair, a complicated light flickering through his eyes.

"Fellow Daoists... have you come to kick a man when he is down?"

"Fellow Daoist Primordial Qilin, you misunderstand."

Dijiang looked down at Primordial Qilin, his tone calm. "We have come today to make a transaction with you."

"A transaction?"

Primordial Qilin gave a bitter laugh. "In my current state, what do I still have that I can trade with you? Qilin Cliff is about to collapse. If you want treasures, then once I die, you can simply take them from the treasury yourselves."

"Those words are mistaken, Fellow Daoist."

Dijiang shook his head slightly. "We brothers do not enjoy killing and fighting, and our transactions place importance on fairness and justice."

"If we only came after Fellow Daoist had fallen, would that not make it seem as though we brothers were bullying others with our power?"

Primordial Qilin fell silent.

Reputation?

Once he fell, the Qilin Clan would inevitably decline. Even if word spread, who would dare provoke twelve Primordial Golden Immortals at once?

"We have a way to stabilize the earth veins and protect this last shred of your origin."

Dijiang stopped wasting words and directly revealed his trump card. "The conditions are the same as those offered to the Dragon-Phoenix Clans: one Supreme-Grade Innate Spirit Treasure, three high-grade Spirit Treasures, and two high-grade spiritual roots."

End of Chapter
Novel
How was this translation?