Rewriting the Investiture of the Gods in the Primordial Era

Sensing Zhisheng outside, Jiang Haofeng smiled, retracted the mystic light around him, and walked out the door.

"You're back."

"Mm, I've been back for three years. I planned to stay for ten, and I just happened to catch you after your seclusion."

"You've broken through to the peak of Grand Luo Golden Immortal?" Zhisheng asked Jiang Haofeng, looking at him.

Although she had already felt his immense aura earlier, Zhisheng still wanted to confirm.

Jiang Haofeng nodded, "Yes, the cultivation method I practice originates from the Witch Tribe. I had an epiphany during the Witch-Demon War and took a step forward."

"Amazing!"

"From now on, my comprehension of the laws is complete. The Great Dao is within reach."

Jiang Haofeng smiled, "It's still a long way off. Laws are easy to understand, but the Great Dao is hard to achieve."

"A Quasi-Saint, it still has the word 'Saint' in it. It's too difficult to become a Quasi-Saint. There are nearly two thousand Grand Luo Golden Immortals in the Witch and Demon tribes, but how many Quasi-Saints are there? Excluding those innate great gods, how many are left? You can count them on your fingers."

"It seems like just one last step, but to take that step, I'm afraid it will be several times harder than my cultivation from Golden Immortal to Grand Luo Golden Immortal!"

Zhisheng nodded slightly beside him. Indeed, out of the two thousand Grand Luo Golden Immortals from the Witch and Demon tribes, how many Quasi-Saints were there? This step was incredibly difficult to take.

"Haofeng, I believe in you!"

"You will definitely become a Quasi-Saint!"

Zhisheng suddenly looked up, a smile on her face, and said with certainty.

"You are the smartest person in humanity, you will definitely achieve Quasi-Saint."

Jiang Haofeng chuckled, "There's also Xuandu. Being taken in by a Saint to be taught, Xuandu's talent is definitely no worse than mine."

On Shouyang Mountain, Xuandu, who was already at the late stage of Grand Luo, suddenly froze. Huh, why does it feel like someone is talking about me?

Never mind, time to cultivate!

His cultivation had already caught up to Suiren and the others who used Merit. He was already among the strongest in humanity. With a little more effort, he would be the number one person in humanity.

When he fought Haofeng next time, he had to win!

On Central Phoenix Mountain, Jiang Haofeng and Zhisheng stood together, gazing at the sea of clouds before them.

"By the way, how were the casualties among our people during the Witch-Demon War ten thousand years ago?"

"Very severe. The battle between the two tribes caused mountains to collapse and the earth to split, it was like the end of the world. Some tribes were even buried under mountains, and their entire tribes were wiped out."

"Those who died in landslides, those who fell into the ground due to earth fissures, those who were baked to death by the great sun, tens of billions of our people died in that war. However, thankfully, tens of billions is not a small number for us humans, it didn't harm our foundation."

"Ten thousand years have passed now, and we have long since recovered. Our population has even surpassed that of ten thousand years ago."

Jiang Haofeng was silent for a long time before nodding, "As long as the foundation is not damaged, that's good."

In the Primordial Era, mortals were truly too weak. Humanity did not participate in the war, and the main battlefield was not located in human territory, yet the entire human race lost tens of billions of people due to the aftershocks.

And there was nothing that could be done about it. The wars in the Primordial Era would not stop, and the power of ordinary human beings would not increase, it might even weaken further. They could only bear it themselves.

Jiang Haofeng currently had no solution. All he could do was to ensure that humanity would not be slaughtered by the two tribes as much as possible.

After chatting with Zhisheng for a while, they each returned.

Jiang Haofeng stood on the peak of Central Phoenix Mountain, mystic light shining in his eyes, one red and one blue. In an instant, the entire Primordial world fell into his sight.

He saw that battles were ongoing everywhere on the Primordial land. At a glance, there were at least nearly ten thousand battles erupting, all involving members of the Witch and Demon tribes. The weaker ones were Mystic Immortals and True Immortals fighting each other, while the stronger ones were even Grand Luo Golden Immortals engaged in combat, their auras vast and mighty!

On the Primordial land, one could see the corpses of the two tribes from time to time, and layers of blood-colored malevolent energy gathered in the void.

Looking at it, just at this moment, ten thousand great battles had broken out, with even experts at the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm participating. It was imaginable that the two tribes must have been fighting incessantly for the past ten thousand years.

After the Witch-Demon War ended, the true battles between the two tribes had just begun. The Quasi-Saint level great beings had not made a move, but the Demon Gods and Great Witches below the Quasi-Saint realm were also not idle.

In the afternoon after the experts of the two tribes rested, the Witch Tribe's Great Witches took action, beginning to clear out demons in various regions and slaying Demon Kings on the Primordial Continent. For a time, the Demon Tribe suffered continuous defeats.

Subsequently, the Heavenly Court's Demon Gods descended to provide support. For a time, the Witch and Demon tribes came from the void, and the great battle between the two tribes kicked off.

To this day, after fighting for ten thousand years, the two tribes showed no signs of stopping. Instead, the conflict intensified, and the battles continued to escalate. Thousands of years ago, Demon Gods and Great Witches at the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm had already fallen one after another.

Currently, several Great Witches among the twenty-four Great Witches of the Witch Tribe had broken through to Quasi-Saint, and the Ten Directions Demon Saints of the Demon Tribe were directing from behind the scenes. The two tribes continued to fight, and living beings were falling every moment.

The number of fallen beings from the two tribes had long exceeded a trillion.

The disaster for humanity was drawing closer and closer. He needed to increase his strength as soon as possible.

Jiang Haofeng immediately summoned the Human Hidden Lineage and began preaching again. Currently, within Central Phoenix Mountain, the number of Golden Immortals in the Human Hidden Lineage had reached eight thousand. Excluding one thousand five hundred Innate Humans, there were still six thousand five hundred Golden Immortals, all of whom were Acquired Humans.

The strength of the Hidden Lineage was constantly developing. Following the establishment of the clan meeting, each year, prodigies from the various tribes would be selected to cultivate the Martial Dao within the Hidden Lineage. After several years of accumulation, the number of Golden Immortals had grown.

Not only Golden Immortals, but the number of Grand Unity Golden Immortals had also increased significantly. More than half of the one thousand four hundred and seventy-five Innate Humans in the Hidden Lineage had broken through to Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and the rest were only a step away from Grand Unity Golden Immortal. They would be able to break through to Grand Unity Golden Immortal soon.

They were all Innate Humans with excellent foundations. Their cultivation speed was not slow once they focused on it.

Among the Acquired Humans, more than a dozen had also broken through to Grand Unity Golden Immortal. Although they were born acquired, their innate talent was no less than that of Innate Humans.

Jiang Haofeng had already made plans. The number of human tribal soldiers in the Heavenly Gang Camp would always remain the same, which was the one thousand four hundred and seventy-five Innate Humans.

As for the Earth Fiend Camp, it would be divided into sixteen camps, led by sixteen Grand Elders from the Hidden Lineage.

Among the twenty-four Grand Elders of the Hidden Lineage, excluding himself, there was also Huaxu, the temple keeper of the Nuwa temple, three who cultivated the Grand Pure Immortal Method, and the three commanders of the Heavenly Gang Camp, which accounted for sixteen people.

The sixteen camps of the Earth Fiend Battalion, with a structure of five hundred people per camp, meant a total of eight thousand Golden Immortals!

Currently, there was still a shortfall of fifteen hundred. Once the full complement was reached, they would begin a process of selecting the best and progressively elevating the cultivation of the Earth Fiend Battalion, making humanity's guardian soldiers stronger and stronger.

Furthermore, with a larger population, it would provide the Human Hidden Lineage with more options. If individuals were unwilling to become tribal soldiers, they would have other avenues.

After a period of preaching, Jiang Haofeng once again entered closed-door cultivation, eager to improve his strength while awaiting the arrival of disaster.

Time flowed onward. Thirty thousand kalpas passed. During these thirty thousand kalpas, humanity remained peaceful as ever. The Hidden Lineage continued to cultivate with every second counting, while the Manifest Lineage saw various tribes develop independently. The disciples of the Humanity Teaching actively spread their teachings, and the Golden Core Great Dao and the Grand Pure Immortal Method had become widespread throughout humanity.

However, despite their prevalence, most humans remained at the Qi Refining stage. Very few managed to achieve the Golden Core, and even fewer became Immortals.

Even so, the situation was much better than before, and all of humanity was flourishing.

Meanwhile, in the Primordial Era, the myriad races were silent, and the Witch and Demon Tribes were locked in continuous war. The conflict had raged for thirty thousand kalpas without cease. Currently, battles were visible everywhere across the Primordial Era, and all living beings suffered, with malevolent energy permeating the land.

Suddenly, heaven and earth trembled, and an invisible force enveloped the entire Primordial Era.

The miasma in the sky transformed into calamity qi. Blood-red calamity clouds covered the heavens and earth, awakening all cultivators in the Primordial Era. Unease and restlessness gripped their hearts, leaving no trace of peace.

I'll post two chapters for now. I'll write the rest after I'm done with my tasks, likely around dawn.

Inside the wooden house, Jiang Haofeng was jolted awake. However, unlike other immortals, Jiang Haofeng didn't feel the unease and restlessness. He only sensed an awkward aura permeating the world.

Jiang Haofeng pushed open the wooden door, his eyes flashing with red and blue light. He saw the Primordial Era filled with malevolent energy, the two tribes locked in endless combat, and colossal corpses scattered everywhere.

"When heaven reveals its killing intent, stars shift and constellations rearrange; when earth reveals its killing intent, dragons and snakes emerge from the land!"

With memories from his previous life, Jiang Haofeng immediately understood what was happening.

The Witch-Demon Calamity had finally arrived!

Jiang Haofeng's heart sank slightly. Calamities were the most terrifying existences in the Primordial Era. With each calamity, countless beings perished, and even Quasi-Saints faced the risk of falling.

Jiang Haofeng waved his hand, and a beam of divine light flashed. The golden bell instantly vibrated, emitting an invisible wave. All the Human Ancestors holding the Grand Elder's token immediately headed towards the Human Ancestral Land.

Besides those holding the token, no one else could detect the bell's chime.

Simultaneously, throughout the Primordial Era, powerful divine abilities were awakened. They immediately began their calculations, but their divinations yielded no results, with the heavenly secrets in utter chaos.

For a moment, everyone's expressions changed drastically. Especially the ancient beings who had survived the previous calamity. Remembering the scenes of the Dragon-Han Calamity, they immediately sealed their cave dwellings, conjuring arrays one after another to conceal them.

They vowed not to step out of their dwellings until the calamity ended!

Of course, those who survived the previous calamity were still a minority. In the Primordial Era, more were immortals who began cultivating during this calamity. Awakened by the calamity qi, these immortals performed their calculations, found no anomalies, and gradually relaxed. However, they kept a cautious eye on the situation.

As time went by, this matter would eventually be forgotten.

Naturally, many assumed they were being plotted against by enemies and began seeking out their rivals, which did not affect their daily activities.

In the Human Ancestral Pavilion, streaks of light flashed. First came the Ancestors of the Hidden Lineage, followed by occasional streaks of light descending from the sky. Three days later, the last Human Ancestor returned. Excluding Xuandu, who was listening to the Grand Pure Sage, all forty-nine Human Ancestors had gathered.

As humanity's territory expanded, travel became more troublesome. Even though humanity's fifty Ancestors were all at least at the peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, the Primordial Era was vast. Even though the land occupied by humanity was still insignificant in the grand scheme of the Primordial Era, travel had become inconvenient.

From the current edge of humanity's influence to the center, even with the cultivation of peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal and the Earth-Traversing Golden Light from the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang divine abilities, it still required three continuous days of flight.

"Haofeng, why have you summoned us?" Suiren asked once everyone had arrived.

"Everyone, three days ago, did you perceive anything unusual?"

"Yes!"

"At that time, we felt restless and uneasy. Since our birth, we've never felt this way before. On the way to Central Phoenix Mountain, we were several times more cautious than usual, fearing an attack."

"Haofeng, you felt it too?"

Suiren immediately nodded.

Following that, the surrounding Innate Humans spoke up, clearly having had the same experience.

Three days later, everyone's memory was still clear. However, as time passed, this vigilance would inevitably decrease. If one were to encounter a killing tribulation and be influenced by the calamity qi, this momentary surge of apprehension would be nothing, long forgotten.