Rewriting the Investiture of the Gods in the Primordial Era

Fate?

Hmph!

Grand Luo Golden Immortals have already jumped out of the river of destiny, let alone being at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm. How could there be fate?

However, for Zhunti to personally come here, as a Saint, why would he act without reason?

Could it be that there really is such a thing as fate?

For a moment, Kunpeng also hesitated.

Zhunti was a Saint. He had stepped into a new level and saw a completely different scene.

Everyone below the Saint realm is like an ant; this isn't just talk.

If anyone else had said Zhunti's words, even another peak Quasi-Saint, Kunpeng wouldn't have cared. But this was Zhunti, one of the Six Saints of the Heavenly Dao.

He had never been a Saint before. What if Saints could truly see some kind of fate?

The more he thought about it, the more hesitant Kunpeng became. After all, when he was born, he was only at the Grand Luo Golden Immortal realm. It was only after stepping into the Quasi-Saint realm that he truly understood the vastness of the Primordial Era, the grandeur of heaven and earth, and the profoundness of the Great Dao.

He saw many sights that he couldn't see before. These were things he couldn't see when he was a Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

But just because Grand Luo Golden Immortals couldn't see something didn't mean it didn't exist.

Similarly, what Saints could see was not something he, a Quasi-Saint, could see. Just because he couldn't see it didn't mean it didn't exist.

For a moment, Kunpeng's heart wavered.

At the same time, in an unknown space above the Demon Court, Zhunti smiled as he watched Kunpeng's expression change.

It's done!

Zhunti never intended to use Kunpeng to do anything. He couldn't do anything himself. Whatever he did, as long as he got involved, he would incur karma, which was not what Zhunti wanted.

Zhunti couldn't directly act in slaughtering humanity, severing humanity's foundation, or destroying the Witch and Demon Tribes.

All Zhunti could do was guide and fan the flames. Only in this way would he avoid incurring karma.

Slaughtering humanity had to be initiated by the Demon Tribe themselves; only then would the Demon Tribe bear all the karma. Kunpeng taking the River Diagram and Luo Book and destroying the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array had to be actions completed by Kunpeng's own volition.

Zhunti's initial goal was not to get Kunpeng to agree, but to plant a seed in Kunpeng's heart, knowing his suspicious nature. When the time was right, the seed would naturally sprout.

With a flash of golden light in the void, Zhunti's figure disappeared.

At the same time, around the border of humanity, a Mystic Immortal realm human sat cross-legged on a mountain peak. The human wore a Taoist robe with a Taiji Diagram embroidered on its back. Grand Pure Immortal Light emanated from his body, illuminating the void. He was clearly a disciple of the Humanity Teaching.

Following the orders of the clan elders, he was stationed at the human border to prevent the Witch and Demon Tribes from crossing over.

Currently, humanity was still in a tribal era, with no unified human leader. The Human Manifest Lineage was led by the Grand Unity Elder of the Human Manifest Lineage, also known as the clan elder.

However, ordinary members of the Human Manifest Lineage only knew that humanity had twenty-five clan elders and were unaware that humanity actually had fifty ancestral clan elders.

Information about the Hidden Lineage was only known within the Human Manifest Lineage by the Innate Humans and those who had listened to the teachings at Shouyang Mountain.

Meanwhile, in an area tens of thousands of miles beyond the human border, nearly a thousand Witches and Demons were locked in combat. The weakest among them were at the Mystic Immortal realm, and there were even over a dozen Golden Immortals!

Vast magical power roared, and terrifying auras shook the void.

The human Mystic Immortal watched the battle ahead, feeling his throat go dry. Any one of the combatants could easily kill him and slaughter his way into the tribe behind him.

It was unavoidable. Humanity's strength was too weak to compare with the two tribes.

Among humanity, a Mystic Immortal was already considered a powerhouse, capable of holding their own. But within the two tribes, they were merely soldiers. Every participating Witch or Demon was at least at the Mystic Immortal realm.

Within the two tribes, the Mystic Immortal realm was the absolute minimum requirement for going to battle.

However, the human Mystic Immortal wasn't overly worried. Humanity had the Humanity's Holy Mother and the Sage Master behind them. The Witch and Demon Tribes would not dare to offend humanity. Once their battle was over, they would simply leave and would not affect humanity.

During his time guarding the border, he had witnessed such battles several times. They had never affected humanity, nor had they even approached human territory. After their battles, they would simply leave.

The great battle between the two tribes had entered a white-hot stage, with Mystic Immortal realm cultivators falling continuously. Massive corpses plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily onto the ground, releasing dense malevolent energy.

The human Mystic Immortal clicked his tongue in secret. Fortunately, this great battle had not impacted humanity; otherwise, all of humanity would likely be wiped out.

He had previously thought humanity was strong and the Witch and Demon Tribes were just average. But now, as they fought, the background of each tribe was stronger than the last, with more powerful experts in each clan.

There were even world-destroying techniques that caused this Primordial Era world to tremble.

Suddenly, a scarlet rainbow light streaked from afar, carrying the immense power of a Grand Unity that swept out, causing the void to tremble incessantly and terrifying power to ripple outwards.

With a flash of scarlet light, a young man in a scarlet robe appeared in the void.

"Not good, a Grand Unity from the Demon Tribe! Retreat quickly!"

The leading Witch Golden Immortal's expression drastically changed, and he immediately fled into the distance.

"Die!"

The scarlet-robed youth lightly brushed his palm through the void, conjuring numerous scarlet feathers. These feathers were condensed from mana, lifelike, as if made of scarlet fiery jade, crystal clear and exquisitely beautiful.

On the feathers, streaks of scarlet flames blazed fiercely. The scorching high temperature made even Immortals change their expressions!

"Go!"

The scarlet-robed youth pushed forward. Several scarlet feathers streaked through the void like scarlet lightning, precisely striking the fleeing hundreds of Witches.

The scarlet feathers effortlessly pierced the Witch Tribe Treasure Body, the Witch Tribe Treasure Body, which was immune to mana and divine abilities, and unafraid of Magic Treasures and weapons, was easily broken by absolute strength!

The crimson feathers entered his body, and a potent fire light surged outwards. In an instant, hundreds of Witch Tribe members transformed into balls of fire, burning fiercely. Within moments, hundreds of Witch Tribe members turned into cinders!

Only a dozen or so Lesser Witches in the Golden Immortal realm were left struggling. The Dao Charm of Strength around them surged, attempting to extinguish the flames, but to no avail. The fire blazed, burning the Witch Tribe members' flesh and malevolent aura. After several hundred breaths, even the Golden Immortal realm Lesser Witches couldn't hold on, all turning into cinders!

Whether Mystic Immortal or Golden Immortal, none possessed the slightest power to resist this flame!

The battle that was previously evenly matched ended decisively with a single move after the arrival of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal Demon Tribe member. The Demon Tribe was victorious, and the Witch Tribe was annihilated!

With a difference of a major realm, lacking powerful Magic Treasures for protection or potent divine abilities to defend themselves, the gap between them was virtually insurmountable.

The crimson-robed youth glanced towards humanity's direction and let out a disdainful chuckle. With a wave of his hand, he prepared to leave with the Demon Tribe members.

The Mystic Immortal stationed at the border of humanity felt a slight ease in his heart. Indeed, members of the Witch and Demon Tribes would not trespass onto human territory.

Just as everyone was about to depart, a brilliant golden light suddenly erupted. Endless golden rosy clouds surged in the void, and golden lotuses floated in the air, radiating profound Dao charm.

In an instant, the departing Demon Tribe members halted.

Simultaneously, a golden scroll fell into the hands of the human Mystic Immortal.

The crimson-robed youth's eyes lit up instantly, staring intently at the scroll in the human Mystic Immortal's hand.

What profound Dao charm!

As a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, the crimson-robed youth could feel it even more clearly. The Dao charm was so vast and grand, even more so than that emanating from the Demon Emperor and Demon Sovereign!

A Supreme Treasure!

Undoubtedly a Supreme Treasure!

An opportunity!

A monumental opportunity!

The human Mystic Immortal looked at the scroll that had landed in his hands, his eyes filled with despair.

Was this an opportunity?

Undoubtedly, it was!

But this opportunity had come at the worst possible time.

Couldn't it have manifested at a different time?

The Demon Tribe hadn't even left yet, and it appeared directly in my hands with such a massive commotion!

The crimson-robed youth looked at the human Mystic Immortal before him. His massive divine sense surged outwards. The surroundings only contained a few human tribes and some Mystic Immortal realm cultivators; not even a single Human Golden Immortal was present.

The crimson-robed youth hesitated for a long time but ultimately couldn't suppress the temptation in his heart!

"Let's do it!"

The killing intent in the crimson-robed youth's eyes intensified!

A streak of crimson light swept through, and the human Mystic Immortal was instantly terrified. He immediately unleashed the Grand Pure Immortal Light, enveloping the surroundings with a dense immortal light. However, as the crimson light flashed, the immortal light was rendered useless and was torn apart.

With a difference of two major realms, the strength between them was vastly different!

Crimson-red flames erupted, and the human Mystic Immortal was instantly reduced to ashes.

The crimson-robed youth looked at the golden scroll in his hand, his eyes gleaming. This treasure was his.

He turned to look at the awaiting Demon Tribe members around him, a flash of killing intent in his eyes.

Seeing the look in the crimson-robed youth's eyes, the Demon Tribe members felt a sense of foreboding. Especially the more experienced Golden Immortals, despair flashed in their eyes.

"It's over!"

The crimson-robed man waved his hand, and hundreds of crimson feathers appeared. A torrent of blood-red light streaked across the sky.

After a while, charred corpses fell to the ground. The crimson-robed youth waved his hand, and all the charred corpses turned to dust, merging into the earth below.

The crimson-robed man's figure flickered, transforming into a crimson light and vanishing into the void. He found a quiet cave in the Primordial Era.

Upon entering the cave, the crimson-robed youth waved his hand, setting up a formation. He impatiently took out the golden scroll, his eyes filled with fervent desire.