The Smug Daoist Mosquito!
Because he absorbed too much of Pangu's Essence Blood,
Its originally jet-black body had turned dark red, making it appear even more ominous and terrifying.
However, even at this moment, Daoist Mosquito was still not satisfied.
He looked at the Pangu heart of Pangu in front of him.
His expression still betrayed some regret and resentment.
The Pangu heart he obtained contained only a small portion of its remaining Essence Blood, and life force.
Most of Pangu's Essence Blood and life force were continuously lost after his death.
The remaining portion of his heart's Essence Blood manifested as the Twelve Ancestral Witches!
Yes, the Witch Clan were all formed from the Essence Blood of the god Pangu.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches were formed from the heart blood of the Great God Pangu!
"What a pity,"
"If I could devour the Twelve Ancestral Witches, I'm afraid I could instantly become a saint!"
The Daoist Mosquito sighed.
His enormous body gradually shrank until it finally reverted to human form.
But he only thought about it.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches are not to be trifled with now.
Firstly, they have all moved into the Netherworld World and become the Yama Kings who guard the various palaces of the Netherworld World.
Houtu, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches alone, has already attained sainthood.
Daoist Mosquito dares not provoke a Sage.
He knew perfectly well how terrifying Sage was.
"Below the Sage, all are but ants!"
Although he has now reached the Quasi-Sage Great Perfection, he is still just a slightly larger ant.
"We must find a way to attain sainthood!"
"Only by achieving the Human Dao can one truly attain immortality."
"From this day forward, may I live as long as heaven and earth, free and unrestrained, no longer bound by any constraints!"
An unprecedented obsession arose in the mind of the Daoist Mosquito.
At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to attain sainthood and achieve enlightenment.
No one wants to be a saint.
Especially those who have already cultivated to the Quasi-Sage Great Perfection realm!
But how can one attain enlightenment and become a saint?!
Daoist Mosquito's mind began to race.
Unlike in the beginning, the Primordial World now has many Sage!
"Let's leave aside for now how the Old Ancestor Hongjun attained enlightenment,"
"The Lady Nüwa Nuwa created humans from clay, and thus gained the merit of creating humans, and especially attained sainthood."
"Among the Three Pure Ones, Laozi established the Human Sect of humanity and attained sainthood through meritorious deeds. The other two did the same."
"These individuals, their attainment of sainthood, are all related to the Human Race! The Human Race..."
Some thoughts flashed through Daoist Mosquito's mind.
But the next moment, the words "Divine Venerable" reappeared in his mind.
The moment those two words flashed through his mind, he felt a sharp shiver and a chill run down his spine.
"Unworthy of being a son of man! Unworthy of being a son of man! How dare we provoke that venerable one!"
He even killed the two Western Saints.
The Chaos Connate Gods and Devils from beyond the realm, whose cultivation was of unknown depth, ultimately died at his hands.
To provoke such a monster would be tantamount to courting death!
So what if you become a saint? In front of that person, Sage is nothing but a fart.
"No, we absolutely cannot provoke the Human Race."
"To provoke the Human Race is tantamount to provoking that being."
Daoist Mosquito thought to himself.
"If the Human Race is not feasible, then..." Daoist Mosquito pondered.
Soon, a violent light shone in his eyes again!
"If Human Race won't work, then let's try the Demon Race!"
In this Primordial Wilderness Continent, the Demon Race reigns supreme!
The Demon Race is now the main protagonist on the Primordial Wilderness Continent.
Human Race and other races are all just supporting characters.
They weren't even qualified to be green leaves that set off the red flowers of the Demon Race.
"Demon Race!" Daoist Mosquito's eyes flashed with a savage light.
Soon, seemingly the Unseen, as if on a whim,
He has already figured out the way to attain enlightenment!
He wants to seize the destiny of the Demon Race race! He wants to use the destiny of the entire Demon Race race to prove his Dao and become a saint!
"The Demon Race, humph, they seem powerful and influential, but in reality, they have no Sage backing them up."
"Although Lady Nüwa is also Demon Race, the Demon Race has long since offended her,"
She wouldn't care about the lives or deaths of the Demon Race at all!
"As for the other Sage, they have even less reason to make things difficult for me!"
"Demon Race! My plan is complete! Hehehe!"
Having made up his mind, Daoist Mosquito chuckled strangely.
Then his figure suddenly transformed into a streak of blood-red light and shot out of this space.
All that remained was Pangu's heart, deflated and resembling coal dust, inside the main hall.
The Daoist Mosquito drained Pangu's heart and left the hidden space.
After he came out of this space,
He was immediately sensed by the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial World.
The heavenly tribulation arrived in an instant.
"Heavenly Tribulation?!"
"Snort!"
Daoist Mosquito gave an arrogant snort; he made no attempt to hide.
His body transformed into a streak of blood-red light, soaring into the sky from the earth.
Boom! Crack!
A terrifying bolt of lightning struck down in an instant.
The Quasi-Sage Tribulation was triggered by the Heavenly Dao mobilizing thunderclouds, which covered almost hundreds of millions of miles.
Lightning surged, as if a sea of thunder had been overturned!
However, the Daoist Mosquito defied the heavens and ascended, gulping down large amounts of liquid.
It actually swallowed all the divine lightning from the heavens that was pouring down from the Heavenly Dao.
After absorbing the Essence Blood Pangu's blood, he had become incredibly powerful.
After the Daoist Mosquito swallowed the thundercloud in one gulp, his great calamity vanished instantly.
"Heh heh, Quasi-Sage Tribulation? Nothing special."
Leaving behind these words, the Daoist Mosquito vanished from the spot in an instant.
Quasi-Sage lightning tribulation is no small matter.
Moreover, the Heavenly Dao mobilized thunderclouds spanning billions of miles—such a terrifying commotion!
The ancient monsters who had been living in seclusion in the Primordial World were alarmed.
They all subconsciously began to deduce the secrets of heaven.
But the next moment, they quickly discovered that...
The secrets of the Primordial World have been concealed once again, for reasons unknown.
No matter how they tried to deduce it, the secrets of heaven were shrouded in Chaos, and nothing could be clearly seen.
Inside the Purple Cloud Palace, the Old Daoist Bailou crossed his Erlang.
In front of him, Haotian and the other person were massaging his shoulders and legs.
As for massaging the shoulders and legs of this disheveled old Daoist priest who suddenly appeared in the Purple Cloud Palace,
Haotian and his companion initially refused.
However, the old Daoist priest offered them so many benefits that they "gave in."
"Fellow Daoist, you just concealed the secrets of this great world?"
The old Daoist Old Daoist Bailou spoke leisurely to Old Ancestor Hongjun.
Old Ancestor Hongjun did not reply, but simply nodded slightly in silence.
The Old Daoist Bailou didn't say anything more about this.
He simply shook his head; after all, this matter had nothing to do with him.
Sun Star, Sun Palace!
This place was originally the palace of Taiyi Dijun.
After Taiyi and Dijun perished, the Demon Race was on the verge of collapse.
Fuxi then shouldered the heavy responsibility, entered the Sun Palace, and became the new Demon Emperor.
Through his efforts, and with a stroke of good fortune, the Witch Clan migrated to the Netherworld World.
The Demon Race race has finally regained its former power and fortune.
It was even more prosperous than the golden age of the Demon Race when Taiyi and Dijun were alive!