Wang Lin looked up at the depths of his Sea of Consciousness, a wisp of Chaos Qi condensing on his fingertip. He said softly, "Green Lotus, please shield me from the Great Dao's perception." As soon as he finished speaking, the chaos green lotus in the three lights divine water lake suddenly awoke. A light green divine light spread out like ripples, instantly enveloping the entire sea-calming pearls space—one must know that the sea-calming pearls was already placed within the Pangu Hall, which could shield from the Great Dao's perception. Now, with the added blessing of the chaos green lotus, the two layers of shielding combined meant that even if the Great Dao itself arrived, it would be difficult to perceive anything.
But Wang Lin was still not at ease, and he activated the chaos pearl deep within his Sea of Consciousness. This Chaos Supreme Treasure instantly released a dense, ink-like Chaos divine light, creating another layer of protection outside the Green Lotus's shield, completely isolating any possible probing. After doing all this, he turned to look at Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Tongtian, and said in a deep voice, "Now we can speak freely. Everything must start from Pangu, the Father God."
"The Father God was 'the one who escaped' under the Great Dao, carrying three Chaos Supreme Treasures: the Heaven-Opening Axe, the jade disc of creation, and the chaos green lotus. When he realized his mission to open the heavens, the Great Dao, to reward his heart, bestowed upon him the earth-splitting chisel, a top-grade Chaos Spirit Treasure." Wang Lin's fingertip showed a faint phantom, vaguely revealing Pangu holding a giant axe in the Chaos. "The Father God already knew that if he opened the heavens according to the Great Dao's will, he would surely perish. But he did not want the Chaos to remain eternally silent, and he wanted to create a chance for future beings, so he resolutely followed the will and fought against the Three Thousand Demon Gods."
"That great battle was earth-shattering. The Three Thousand Demon Gods each displayed their Divine Abilities. Although the Father God won, he also suffered extremely heavy injuries. A mouthful of his essence blood that he spat out happened to merge with the essence blood of the Devouring Demon God and the Yin and Yang Demon God that he had previously swallowed, and my Primordial Spirit was born from the intertwining of these two streams of essence blood." Wang Lin paused slightly, a hint of warmth flashing in his eyes. "The Father God saw through my Origin with just one glance, yet he did not show any disdain. Instead, he immediately protected me with the Law's power and struck the chaos pearl deep into my Sea of Consciousness to shield me from the Great Dao's perception—he treated me like his own child."
"Later, the Father God poured all his Legacy into me, and then resolutely decided to open the heavens. In fact, with the Father God's identity as 'the one who escaped,' plus the concealment of the chaos pearl, he could have taken away the corpses of the Three Thousand Demon Gods, escaped into the Chaos, and forcibly refined their Law and Dao Luck, thereby breaking through the Realm barrier and achieving the Realm of the Great Dao." Wang Lin's voice lowered a few points. "But he was unwilling. To allow the Great Desolation to be born, he willingly sacrificed himself. Before opening the heavens, he specifically instructed me to take good care of you all—because he saw the future of the Great Desolation in my Sea of Consciousness."
As soon as these words came out, Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Tongtian were all full of shock. Zhu Jiuyin's vertical pupil between his brows contracted sharply, and he couldn't help but ask, "Big Brother, you... how do you know the future?"
Wang Lin waved his hand, signaling him to calm down. "Listen to me continue. The Father God asked me to take care of you, but he didn't force me to do anything; it was entirely up to my will. It's also because I was formed from the Father God's essence blood and fused with the essence blood of two Demon Gods, possessing a special Primordial Spirit. After the heaven-opening, I received 50% of the heaven-opening Karma and was also gifted supreme treasures like the hongmeng heaven-measuring ruler and the heaven and earth mysterious yellow exquisite pagoda."
"Although the Great Dao determined the Father God's fate of opening the heavens, it also left a glimmer of hope—not only for my Pangu Lineage, but also for the Three Thousand Demon Gods. And Hongjun is the representative of the Three Thousand Demon Gods." Wang Lin's tone became serious. "He will surely become the first Saint of the Great Desolation, and a Heavenly Dao Saint at that. This is a fixed number of the Great Dao and cannot be changed. But beyond the fixed number, there are also variables, which the Great Dao allows."
"Originally, after the heaven-opening, the Great Desolation was shrouded in the resentment of the Three Thousand Demon Gods. The Twelve Ancestral Witches, evolved from the Father God's essence blood, were infected by the heaven-opening Evil Qi, lost their Primordial Spirits, and became savage and ignorant; while the Three Pure Ones, formed from the Father God's Primordial Spirit, combined with the heaven-opening pure Qi, evolved into three clusters of Origin pure Qi, naturally protected by the heaven and earth mysterious yellow exquisite pagoda, able to ward off all evil. You (Ancestral Witches and Three Pure Ones) all took human form during the Dragon-Han Calamity. Taiching awoke before you and your second brother. He wanted to devour you, and as soon as he devoured a wisp of you and your second brother's Origin, he was warned by the great dao merit. But it was only these two wisps of Origin that allowed your eldest brother to cultivate a unique skill, 'One Qi Transforms Three Pure Ones'—to manifest three Clones of equal cultivation."
"After the Dragon-Han Calamity came the Conflict between Dao and Demon. Hongjun, along with the Qiankun Demon God, the Yin and Yang Demon God, and the Space Demon God Yang Mei, fought a decisive battle against the Demon Ancestor Luohu on the Western Continent. Luohu used the four swords of immortal execution to kill the Qiankun and Yin and Yang Demon Gods. Yang Mei, seeing the unfavorable situation, fled into the Chaos. It was not until then that Hongjun revealed his true Divine Ability—the cutting of the three corpses. His three corpses were as powerful as his main body, and he alone broke Luohu's Immortal Execution Formation."
"Luohu knew he had lost his destiny, so he detonated the Western Continent's ley lines, perishing together. It was precisely because of this that the Western Continent has since declined, with not a blade of grass growing, and only two beings were born in the ruins: Zhunti and Jieyin." Wang Lin's speaking speed quickened slightly. "Although Hongjun won the Conflict between Dao and Demon, he bore immense Karma for destroying the Western Continent and killing many Demon Gods. This Karma prevented him from merging his three corpses into one and achieving the Grand Unity Golden Immortal Realm. He could only rely on Heavenly Dao merit to become a Heavenly Dao Saint."
"After becoming a Saint, Hongjun took out most of the fragments of the jade disc of creation he had collected during the Dragon-Han Calamity, and from them, he deduced a path: as long as he merged with the Heavenly Dao, gradually weakened the Great Desolation, and then devoured the Heavenly Dao, he would possess the strength of a Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal at Great Perfection, and could even further devour the Human Dao and Earth Dao, using the power of the three Daos to Break through to the Hunyuan Wuji Grand Unity Golden Immortal Realm."
"To achieve this goal, Hongjun began preaching in Zixiao Palace, and three thousand Great Desolation mighty figures flocked to listen. Your Ancestral Witches had no Primordial Spirits and couldn't understand the Dao rhythm, so they could only sleep in Zixiao Palace; while the Three Pure Ones had Primordial Spirits, and were protected by the Father God's Karma and the Mysterious Yellow Pagoda, they snatched the first three prayer mats—there were only six prayer mats in total. It was precisely because of these three prayer mats that the Three Pure Ones formed Karma with Hongjun. Not only the Three Pure Ones, but all the Innate mighty figures who went to listen to the Dao were entangled in Karma with Hongjun."
"After Hongjun's second sermon ended, the conflict between the Witch Race and the Yao Race had reached its Peak. By the third sermon, the two races were even more at loggerheads. The Witch Race set up the Twelve Heaven God Fiend Array, and the Yao Race sacrificed the Primordial Star-Dou Array, seemingly on the verge of fighting to the death. It was at this moment that Hongjun appeared. He set a rule: within one Yuanhui, the Yao would rule the heavens, and the Witch would rule the earth. Only then did the Witch and Yao Races temporarily cease hostilities."
"At the end of the third sermon, Hongjun summoned the people on the six prayer mats to his front and bestowed a primordial violet qi upon each of them. These six people were the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Zhunti, and Jieyin." Wang Lin's eyes sharpened a few points. "He accepted Nuwa because Nuwa was destined to become the spokesperson of the Human Dao, using Nuwa's hand to lower the Human Dao's status, making it easier to devour in the future; and the primordial violet qi given to the Six Saints actually had a trick hidden within—those who became Saints with the primordial violet qi bestowed by Hongjun would all become Puppets, and becoming a Saint with Hongjun's primordial violet qi required immense Karma. Nuwa, having merit for creating the Human Race, swore an oath to the Heavenly Dao, which not only caused her to only receive Heavenly Dao merit but also led to the Human Dao's status being lower than the Heavenly Dao's. If the Three Pure Ones wanted to become Saints, they had to hand over the heaven-opening Karma left by the Father God and also establish sects to draw down part of the Heavenly Dao merit, but all this merit would ultimately flow into Hongjun's hands. The Two Sages of the West, on the other hand, made great vows to become Saints by borrowing merit. These two Westerners not only helped Hongjun bear the Karma of the Western Continent but also sent a large amount of merit to Hongjun. Hongjun then guided Houtu to transform into Reincarnation, similarly swearing an oath to the Heavenly Dao, and the Earth Dao was manipulated to have a lower status than the Heavenly Dao. Houtu, without a Primordial Spirit, was manipulated so that her true spirit would be eternally trapped in Reincarnation. Houtu left her essence blood to help Chiyou achieve the Ancestral Witch Realm."
"Later, the Three Pure Ones established their sects and became Saints, but due to their differing teachings, discord arose in their hearts, and they eventually separated into three regions, developing independently. The ceasefire period between the Witch and Yao Races was only one Yuanhui, and once the deadline arrived, the great war still broke out. Before the war, the Yao Race, to deal with the Witch Race, even massacred the Human Race, seizing their essence blood to refine the Witch-Slaying Sword—they had long since resorted to any means to win."
"Once the Witch-Slaying Sword appeared, the atmosphere of the entire battlefield changed." Wang Lin's voice was as cold as ice, and light and shadow flowed at his fingertips, recreating the tragic scene of the Witch-Demon Calamity back then. "The Twelve Ancestral Witches had no time to react. Di Jun, holding the sword, charged straight into the Formation. A golden light flashed, and God of Fire was cut down by the sword."
These words made Dijiang clench his fists fiercely, Zhu Jiuyin's vertical pupils surged with anger, and Tongtian's face turned pale—he had never imagined that the Ancestral Witches, who were also of the Pangu Lineage, would meet such an end.
"Without God of Fire, the remaining eleven Ancestral Witches forcibly activated the Twelve Heaven God Fiend Array, fighting the Yao Race to a mutual destruction." Wang Lin continued, and the roar of clashing Formations appeared in the light and shadow. "The Yao Race's two leaders, Di Jun and Taiyi, the Ten Great Demon Gods, and the eleven Ancestral Witches fought to the very end, perishing together, until only God of Water remained. He, filled with grief and indignation, angrily crashed into Mount Buzhou—the pillar of heaven broke, heaven and earth lost balance, and the Witch Race instantly bore the Karma of destroying heaven and earth, thus completely withdrawing from the stage of the Great Desolation."
Speaking of this, Wang Lin paused, as if to calm his emotions, and after a moment, he said, "With the Witch-Demon Calamity concluded, the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors followed. But beneath this calm lay an even greater conflict—the three sects and the Western Sect openly and secretly vied for the merit of being 'teachers of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors,' even engaging in fierce battles, and the conflicts deepened. Especially when Guangchengzi assisted the Human Emperor in taking his place, he caused great slaughter to establish his authority, and Guangchengzi was a Disciple of your second brother, Yuanshi Tianzun's Chan Sect."
He looked at Tongtian, his tone a bit more complex: "Your second brother, Yuqing Yuanshi, along with his Disciples of the Chan Sect, looked down on your Shangqing Jie Sect from the bottom of their hearts. This was only because your Jie Sect's teaching was 'to seize a glimmer of hope for all beings.' You never valued the Origin or background of your Disciples; even those with fur and horns, or born from dampness and eggs, as long as they had a heart for the Dao, you would take them in, not even caring much about the Karma they carried. In this way, although the Jie Sect enjoyed the 'Myriad Immortals Coming to Court' spectacle, the sect was a mixed bag, and many Disciples with Karma gradually corrupted the sect's Luck, which made Yuanshi even more dissatisfied with you."
"Ten thousand years later, the Investiture of the Gods Calamity finally broke out." Wang Lin's voice turned cold. "The root of this Calamity was Hongjun's intention to devour the Human Dao—he needed to eliminate the Human Emperor and cultivate a group of Puppet thugs for the Heavenly Court, so he used the name of Investiture of the Gods to stir up the Great Desolation. At that time, your eldest brother Laozi, your second brother Yuanshi, even allied with the Two Sages of the West, Zhunti and Jieyin, to conspire against your entire Jie Sect."
"But what about you?" Wang Lin looked at Tongtian, his eyes filled with sorrow. "You cherished the brotherhood of the Three Pure Ones. Even when Yuanshi's Disciples showed off the heads of your Jie Sect Disciples in front of your new Dao field, Biyou Palace, you endured it, only hoping to maintain the harmony of the Three Pure Ones. It wasn't until they killed your most valued Disciples until only one in ten remained that you were forced to come out."
"The Immortal Execution Formation you set up was originally a treasure bestowed upon you by Hongjun, but he never told you that the four swords of immortal execution not only could not suppress Luck, but also contained the Karma of Luohu destroying the Western ancestral pulse back then." Wang Lin's fingertips emanated a cold light. "During the Battle of Investiture of the Gods, the Western Sect used this Karma to convert three thousand Disciples from your Jie Sect, euphemistically calling it 'having a predestined connection.' In the end, your eldest brother and second brother, allied with the Two Sages of the West, broke your Immortal Execution Formation. Your eldest brother defeated you with One Qi Transforms Three Pure Ones, and Hongjun, on the grounds that you obstructed the Great Dao's general trend, personally intervened and imprisoned you in Zixiao Palace forever."
"And your two 'good elder brothers,' after helping Hongjun devour the Human, Earth, and Heavenly Daos of the Great Desolation, also met the same fate as you, being devoured by Hongjun's backlash." Wang Lin's voice was full of desolation. "At this point, the Human, Earth, and Heavenly Daos were all controlled by Hongjun, and he completely became the Dominator of the Great Desolation. But under this Dominator, the Spiritual Qi of the Great Desolation gradually dried up, eventually ushering in the irreversible Age of Dharma Decline. In the Age of Dharma Decline, immortals and gods used humans as blood food, and human incense and faith as nourishment. Living beings eventually perished, and immortals and gods became extinct. After two epochs, all beings were reborn with living beings and humans under the preservation of a glimmer of hope in the Great Desolation, and I came from that era." Scenes of light and shadow appeared as Wang Lin narrated. Wang Lin continued, "Are these the two brothers you truly want?"
Within the spatial barrier, the flowing light gradually faded. Tongtian, Dijiang, and Zhu Jiuyin stood frozen in place, their eyes dazed, their auras somewhat chaotic—Wang Lin had used a great Divine Ability to manifest the future of the Primordial World. Though it was only the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, the scenes twisted and turned a thousand times like a revolving lantern: from the vast land ravaged by Vicious Beasts, to the bloody sky where the Witch and Demon races contended for supremacy, and then to the Reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao during the Investiture of the Gods calamity. A massive amount of information exploded like thunder in their Sea of Consciousness, making them forget even the rhythm of their breathing.
After a long while, Tongtian was the first to recover. He raised a hand and bowed deeply to Wang Lin, his voice still trembling with lingering shock: "Although the future you revealed, Eldest Brother, is shocking, it cannot make me abandon my thoughts. If I truly see those two make a mistake in the future, I will first try to persuade and guide them. But if they truly remain deluded as depicted in the scenes..." He paused, a hint of resolve flashing in his eyes, "Then I, Tongtian, shall act as if I never had these two brothers."
Wang Lin smiled upon hearing this, his fingertips brushing over the cloud patterns on his sleeve: "I've long known your Heart-Nature to be like this—you won't turn back until you hit a wall. But once you recognize the direction, you are firmer than anyone. It is precisely because of this stubbornness that I trust you the most."
"Since that is the case, Eldest Brother, what should we do now?" Dijiang stepped forward, his six arms slightly lowered, his tone a bit eager. As a prominent Ancestral Witch, he was accustomed to actively controlling situations. Now that he knew the future trajectory, he wished he could act immediately.
Wang Lin, however, waved his hand, his expression gradually growing solemn: "For now, you only need to remember eight characters—'Major events remain unchanged, minor events can be altered.' The Heavenly Dao of the Primordial World already has a prototype (embryonic form). Key nodes, such as the Vicious Beast calamity and the rise of the Witch and Demon races, are predetermined. Forcibly overturning them will only lead to unpredictable variables, and then even I might not be able to reverse them. What we can do is adjust the details to pave the way for the future."
Tongtian and the other two exchanged glances, then bowed in unison: "We understand, and we will strictly follow Eldest Brother's instructions."
"It's not really instructions, but there is one thing you must swear to Father God." Wang Lin's gaze swept over the three, his tone a few shades deeper, "What we have seen and heard today is only for the four of us to know. The other Ancestral Witches have fiery temperaments, and some might be indiscreet. If it leaks out and the nascent Heavenly Dao and the Great Dao perceive my Origin..." He was interrupted by Zhu Jiuyin before he could finish.
A chill suddenly emanated from Zhu Jiuyin's body, his vertical pupils filled with solemnity: "Eldest Brother, rest assured! What was said today, once it enters my ears, will absolutely not be leaked! If even a shred is leaked, no matter who is responsible, I, Zhu Jiuyin, swear on my own Origin to make them pay the price! Father God, bear witness."
Seeing Zhu Jiuyin's resolute attitude, Wang Lin's heart warmed, and he couldn't help but chuckle, waving his hand to dispel the tense atmosphere: "Alright, there's no need to be so serious. The most urgent task now is to Cultivate. When the Vicious Beast calamity truly erupts, I will summon you to send out Clones to purge the Vicious Beasts. For now, just calm your minds and comprehend the Dao."
Dijiang, Zhu Jiuyin, and Tongtian said no more. They found three empty spots, sat cross-legged, and quickly entered a state of Cultivation. Wang Lin watched their retreating figures, his fingertip moving. A golden light leaped from his palm, landing and transforming into an ancient, simple treasure mirror—it was the kunlun mirror, capable of observing time and space. He tapped it with a finger, and the mirror body suddenly magnified several times. The scenes within the mirror flowed, clearly displaying the landscapes of various parts of the Primordial World: groups of Vicious Beasts in the Eastern Wilds were tearing at Spiritual Veins, Innate Heavenly Gods in the Western Hills were Cultivating with their eyes closed, and the Phoenix tribe in the Southern Domain was stockpiling battle power... Wang Lin observed intently for a moment, and after taking in the entire situation of the Primordial World, he put away the kunlun mirror and also found a cushion to sit on. His fingertips conjured a emerald green tea leaf, and as the tea aroma lingered, he took out a jade disc covered with profound patterns—it was the jade disc of creation, which contained the ultimate truth of the Great Dao. "Before, I was so focused on pushing my Primordial Spirit to the Realm of a Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal that I became a bit too eager for quick success," Wang Lin murmured to himself. "It would be better to first Breakthrough the three thousand Laws. Once my mastery of the Laws reaches Perfection, my Primordial Spirit power will naturally rise, and then attempting to Breakthrough the Realm will yield twice the results with half the effort."
As his voice fell, he put the enlightenment tea leaf into his mouth, held up the jade disc of creation with both hands, and his entire body was instantly enveloped by countless Law runes. Within the Secret Realm, only the soft sound of flowing Spiritual Qi and the steady breathing of the three remained. Time flew by, the sun and moon of the Primordial World revolved again and again, the Vicious Beasts outside grew increasingly rampant, and friction between the Innate Heavenly Gods gradually arose. And within the Kunlun Secret Realm, three kalpas of time quietly passed in such silent Cultivation.
Three Yuanhui later, Wang Lin's Law of Devour first broke through to the Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal realm, and the other three thousand Laws also rose steadily.
After another three Yuanhui, all three thousand Laws broke through to the Hunyuan Wuji Grand Unity Golden Immortal level.
His aura became even more condensed, and with a raise of his hand, he could induce the resonance of the Laws of Heaven and Earth, clearly perceiving his strength reaching its Peak once more.
His gaze swept over the Ancestral Witches who were still in seclusion, then Wang Lin's sight fell upon Houtu—her Law of Reincarnation had reached the Middle Stage of Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal, her Law of Earth had Cultivated to the Late Stage, and her Chaos Law was at the Peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, progressing far beyond others.
Without disturbing anyone, Wang Lin summoned the kunlun mirror, and the light on its surface flowed, reflecting all scenes of the Great Desolation.
However, when the image swept over an unnamed mountain, it was blocked by a strange force, and ripples appeared on the mirror's surface, making it impossible to delve deeper.
"It can actually block the kunlun mirror, a top-grade Innate Spirit Treasure?
This mountain is definitely not simple." Wang Lin was surprised and immediately activated the jade disc of creation to deduce.
The light from the Jade Disc suddenly intensified, especially a missing corner which subtly warmed.
A moment later, three words clearly appeared in his mind: Yujing Mountain.
"That old Hongjun's original Daoist temple!" Wang Lin suddenly remembered that what was blocking the kunlun mirror must be the missing fragment of his own jade disc of creation.
He was overjoyed and immediately activated the power of the jade disc of creation to empower the kunlun mirror, quickly breaking through the block.
The image in the mirror showed Hongjun discussing the Dao with Yang Mei, Yin and Yang, and the two Demon Gods of Qiankun in an open space on Yujing Mountain, talking about the situation in the Great Desolation and their Cultivation insights.
Inside his chest, the outline of a Jade Disc fragment was vaguely visible.
Wang Lin originally intended to directly use the kunlun mirror to teleport and seize the treasure, but he held back—this action might cause unforeseen changes, so it was better to wait for the right moment.
Considering that the Fierce Beast Calamity would reach its climax in a few Yuanhui, he switched the kunlun mirror's screen, and his gaze fell on Mount Sumeru.
In the mirror, Demon Ancestor Rahu, dressed in black, appeared as a young man of over twenty, with charming yet heroic brows and eyes, just a little less impressive than the esteemed audience present.
"With this appearance, in the 21st century, Rahu would definitely be the main male lead, and Hongjun would be the quintessential evil villain," Wang Lin joked, his gaze then falling on what was in front of Rahu—he was using a Formation to draw in the Evil Qi of Heaven and Earth, injecting it into four sword-shaped embryos.
"Want to use the Evil Qi of the Fierce Beast Calamity to refine the Zhu Xian Array?" Wang Lin chuckled, his fingertips forming hand seals.
The sword embryos in the mirror seemed to sense something, and the Evil Qi of the Calamity contained within them all surged towards the immortal-slaying formation diagram, no longer gathering in the sword embryos.
"How can I let you refine the four swords so quickly?
First, refine the Array Diagram to the level of an innate supreme treasure," Wang Lin mused, "When the Conflict between Dao and Demon arrives, if Hongjun wants to break the Formation, he'll have to summon his three corpses and unite with other Demon Gods.
Just thinking about it is exciting."
Rahu on the other side of the screen was utterly stunned, watching the Evil Qi flow backward in the sword embryos, momentarily at a loss for how to react.
Wang Lin couldn't help but laugh at the sight, then switched the screen to the West—Junti and Jieyin's new main bodies, the Bodhi tree and the thousand-leaf golden lotus, had fully developed, and two figures were quietly gestating within the Spiritual Root, their vital energy growing increasingly rich.
Finally, the kunlun mirror reflected the Qilin, Phoenix, and Dragon Clans.
Upon seeing the Cultivation of the three Clan Chiefs, Wang Lin frowned: the Dragon Clan Chief and the Phoenix Clan and Qilin Clan Chiefs were all only at the Peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal!
"With the Karma gained from hunting Vicious Beasts, it's enough to Breakthrough to the Peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal; with the Luck Karma of the clan, achieving Primordial Golden Immortal is not difficult.
These three clans didn't Cultivate on their own at all.
Aren't these three Clan Chiefs all fakes?"
He suddenly remembered: Ancestral Dragon was formed from the kidney of Father God Pangu, Qilin originated from Pangu's stomach, and Phoenix was formed from Pangu's liver.
"If these three great Clan Chiefs can return to their Origin, and if Father God has a chance to revive in the future, returning these Origins to him, could it help Father God advance further?" A hint of thought flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and his fingertips unconsciously caressed the jade disc of creation.
Several tens of thousands of years passed in a blink. Wang Lin opened his eyes from his secluded Cultivation, clearly sensing the fluctuations of the Heavenly Dao. He immediately looked at the kunlun mirror—the scene within the mirror made his gaze sharpen.
A figure stood amidst a group of Vicious Beasts, with two horns on his head, his entire body glowing red with Evil Qi, and his eyes full of brutality. It was Shen Ni.
He raised his arm and prayed loudly: "Heavenly Dao above! I, Shen Ni, now lead the four great Vicious Beast Kings—Qiongqi, Taotie, Taowu, and Chaos—to establish the Vicious Beast Dynasty! I am the Beast Emperor, and I suppress its Luck with the innate supreme treasure, the God Slaying Spear. May the Heavenly Dao bear witness!" As his voice fell, though the Heavenly Dao seemed hesitant, it still bestowed a large golden mass of Karma, slowly merging into the people of the Vicious Beast Dynasty—Shen Ni received fifty percent, the four great Vicious Beast Kings each received ten percent, and even the God Slaying Spear in his hand received ten percent.
"The Luck and Karma for establishing the first Dynasty in the Primordial World. The Heavenly Dao clearly didn't want to give it, but was forced to due to the 'first instance' rule, which is quite helpless," Wang Lin chuckled. "Shen Ni already has the Cultivation of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal at the Peak. With this Karma, he will likely Breakthrough to a Primordial Golden Immortal very soon. Looking at this situation, he seems to be just like me, specializing in exploiting the 'firsts of the Primordial World'."
His gaze fell upon Shen Ni again. The other party held the innate supreme treasure, the God Slaying Spear, with Evil Qi soaring to the sky. Wang Lin mused, "His previous form was the Vicious Beast Hou, and within his body are the essence blood and resentful Evil Qi of the Three Thousand Demon Gods. If I kill him in the future, I can purify the Evil Qi with the world-purifying white lotus, and then use the qiankun cauldron to revert him to his original form, changing him back into the Father God's skull and the Demon God's essence blood—if the Father God wishes to revive, the skull can be returned; if the Father God doesn't need it, I can refine it into a Chaos Spirit Treasure. As for the Three Thousand Demon Gods' essence blood, I must earn something from it; how can I work for nothing?"
Another half a Yuanhui passed. The Evil Qi in the Primordial World grew thicker, and countless lives in the Myriad Spirit Alliance died. Wang Lin detected a Primordial Golden Immortal aura on the Western Continent. After scanning the kunlun mirror, he learned that Shen Ni had already Broken Through to the Middle Stage of Primordial Golden Immortal and was madly increasing his strength by devouring the essence blood and Primordial Spirits of the creatures hunted by the Vicious Beasts.
Just then, the Eye of Heavenly Dao suddenly appeared above the Primordial World, and a majestic Dao voice spread in all directions: "Those who slay Vicious Beasts shall receive Heavenly Dao Karma!"
Wang Lin knew the time had come. He immediately sent out a divine light, awakening the Ancestral Witches and Tongtian who were Cultivating. Everyone quickly rose and bowed respectfully: "Elder Brother!"
"The Fierce Beast Calamity has reached its climax, and the Heavenly Dao has issued a decree," Wang Lin said in a deep voice. "You each create Clones—the Ancestral Witches each create ten thousand, and Tongtian ninety-six hundred will suffice. Most Clones will transform into Grand Unity Golden Immortals, with a few as Grand Unity Golden Immortals, and head to the Primordial World to slay Vicious Beasts." As he spoke, he took out thirteen sea calming divine pearls and handed them over. "All Vicious Beast corpses are to be stored in the sea-calming pearls."
"Good!" everyone responded in unison, their bodies surging with light. One hundred twenty-nine thousand six hundred Clones emerged in response, surging out of the hall like a tide. A spatial array had already been set up at the main entrance, and as soon as the Clones stepped in, they were teleported to various parts of the Primordial World.
Looking at everyone, who were slightly weakened from creating Clones, Wang Lin instructed: "You all rest and recover here. Remember to transmit a message to your Clones, telling them not to absorb the Heavenly Dao Karma. Store it all to condense a Golden Wheel of Karma."
After everyone sat down cross-legged, Wang Lin also created three Grand Unity Golden Immortal Clones, but suppressed their aura to the Middle Stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and flew towards the direction of the Three Clans of Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin.
Wang Lin sent Clones to the Three Clans of Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin not just to help them, but to accelerate the Alliance of the three clans—the Alliance of the Myriad Spirit Alliance was originally the general trend of the Primordial World, but who should kill the Vicious Beasts and who should receive the Heavenly Dao Karma needed to be secretly guided. After all, the Karma gained from slaying Shen Ni and the four great Vicious Beasts was the most abundant, and such an Opportunity naturally had to fall into his own hands.
After some thought, Wang Lin formed a hand seal with his fingertips, and the forms of the three Clones changed dramatically: one transformed into a colorful carp, flowing with light and exceptionally agile; one transformed into a peculiar four-unlike beast, exuding majesty amidst its clumsiness; and the last one condensed into a divine beast with a purple divine aura, its body surrounded by faint Spiritual Qi.
"By joining in these three forms, I will neither expose my identity nor be able to establish myself within the three clans with my Cultivation at the Middle Stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal," Wang Lin mused. "Initially, I wanted Tongtian's Incarnation to go, but upon second thought, it's safer for my Clone to go—after all, guiding the three clans to form an Alliance and mixing in the Ancestral Witches' Clones is something that cannot tolerate any mistakes."
He transmitted a message to the three Clones: "The carp enters the Dragon Clan, endearing itself with its agility in water; the four-unlike beast joins the Qilin Clan, gaining trust as an Auspicious Beast; and the divine beast goes to the Phoenix Clan, attracting attention with its Phoenix-like aura. Once they are highly regarded by the three clans, secretly incite them to unite and propose forming the Myriad Beast Alliance. At that time, incorporate all the Ancestral Witches' Clones into the Alliance, so they can openly slay Vicious Beasts and legitimately seize Karma, especially the heads of Shen Ni and the four great Vicious Beasts, which must be obtained."
The three Clones accepted the order. The carp flicked its tail, turning into a stream of light, and flew towards the East Sea where the Dragon Clan was entrenched; the four-unlike beast stepped on clouds, heading straight for the central earth domain where the Qilin Clan was located; and the divine beast transformed into a stream of light, soaring towards the southern volcanic cluster where the Phoenix Clan resided. Wang Lin watched the Clones fly away, his fingertips caressing the jade disc of creation, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes: "Once the Myriad Beast Alliance is formed, the direction of the Fierce Beast Calamity will be under my control."
A hundred years passed in a flash. Wang Lin's three Incarnations had long since taken root in the territories of the other races, silently infiltrating the core power structures of the three clans. The Seven-Colored Carp, with his unfathomable water-elemental Divine Abilities and clever Heart-Nature, steadily rose within the Dragon Clan's deep-sea sacred temple. From an inconspicuous outsider, he transformed into an Elder in charge of coordinating all aquatic creatures of the clan, to the point where even the Dragon Clan Clan Chief would prioritize his opinion during deliberations. The Phoenix, on the other hand, resided in the Phoenix Clan's Nirvana Fire Domain. With her heaven-shattering, earth-rending power of fire and precise judgment in predicting battle outcomes, she earned the trust of the entire Phoenix Clan, becoming the Clan Chief's most relied-upon strategist, involved in the deployment of all major and minor battles within the clan. Another Incarnation, a 'Four-Unlike' creature, was hidden within the Qilin Clan's auspicious mountain range. With his powerful Physical Body capable of shaking mountains and moving the earth, and his impartial Heart-Nature, he was in charge of dispensing justice. Any internal disputes or external provocations within the clan were decided and handled by him. By this point, the core circles of the Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, and Qilin Clan all harbored Wang Lin's'shadows'.
The kunlun mirror floated in mid-air, its surface reflecting scenes from various parts of the Great Desolation. Wang Lin gazed at his three Incarnations in the mirror, each holding important positions and maneuvering with ease, and couldn't help but curve his lips into a slight smile. In this Great Desolation, no one would have imagined that the core figures, regarded by the three Clan Chiefs as their right-hand men, were actually Incarnations split from him alone.
Under the subtle guidance of the three Incarnations, the Fierce Beast Calamity intensified day by day. Their cleavers split open clan after clan, staining mountain after mountain with blood. Loose Cultivator forces crumbled under the Vicious Beasts' fangs and claws, and the wails of countless living beings echoed through the Heaven and Earth. It was this bloody crisis, pervasive throughout the Great Desolation, that finally made the three clans, who had originally operated independently and occasionally clashed, put aside their differences—the banner of the 'Myriad Spirits Alliance' dramatically rose at the peak of Cangwu Mountain. The Dragon Clan Clan Chief commanded the naval forces, the Phoenix Clan Clan Chief led the aerial combat, and the Qilin Clan Clan Chief commanded the ground elites, with the three Clan Chiefs jointly serving as the supreme commanders. On the day the Alliance army assembled, banners blotted out the sun, and the roars of beasts intertwined with spiritual auras, shaking even the Heaven and Earth. A decisive battle determining the survival of all spirits thus began.
However, a bizarre scene suddenly occurred when the allied army first rushed to the battlefield. When millions of troops arrived at the Vicious Beast gathering place, the sight before them froze everyone in place: the ground was covered with dark red bloodstains that had not yet dried, mixed with shattered beast fur and scales. The air still carried the unique fishy (rancid) smell of Vicious Beasts, but not a single Vicious Beast corpse was to be seen. The enemy tide that should have surged forward had vanished into thin air, leaving only a chaotic mess and the bewildered faces of the allied soldiers. This battle, which ended before it even began, was inexplicably strange from the start.
Temporarily setting aside the strange battle of the Myriad Spirits Alliance, Wang Lin's gaze, through the kunlun mirror, remained fixed on several Chaos Demon Gods deep within the Great Desolation. On Yujing Mountain, Hongjun, Old Ancestor Yang Mei, and others were still sitting cross-legged, discussing the Dao. Several hundred years had passed, and all of them had entered the Realm of Grand Unity Golden Immortal. The spiritual aura circulating around them fully displayed the aura of powerful individuals. Among them, Old Ancestor Yang Mei's aura was subtly loosening, showing signs of breaking through the Realm's shackles and stepping into the Primordial Golden Immortal Realm. Wang Lin sighed inwardly; even without the aid of the jade disc of creation, Old Ancestor Yang Mei's Cultivation speed was still astonishing, truly worthy of being a Demon God who existed during the Chaos period.
He then thought of Hongjun, a hint of playfulness flashing in his eyes: currently, the other party only had a single fragment of the jade disc of creation. Given his always cautious nature, it was absolutely impossible for him to easily use this rare treasure for severing his three corpses. Moreover, Hongjun's current Cultivation was only at the Late Stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, far from the time to sever his three corpses and break through to a higher Realm. Even if he were to make a crazy move, Wang Lin would have enough time to react. He wanted to see what Hongjun would use to complete the ritual of severing his three corpses when he later comprehended the Method of Severing Three Corpses, without the aid of sufficient fragments of the jade disc of creation.
His thoughts returned, and Wang Lin's attention refocused on the Fierce Beast Calamity. He lightly touched the kunlun mirror with his fingertip, and the light and shadows on the mirror's surface shifted, switching the scene to Cultivators hunting Vicious Beasts in various parts of the Great Desolation. Wherever the mirror's light reached, whether it was a small team ambushing Vicious Beasts in the mountains or a large Formation defending against a beast tide outside a city, nine out of ten Cultivator figures, upon closer inspection, were Clones of his younger brothers and sisters. Wang Lin couldn't help but laugh aloud—the Pangu Lineage would likely account for ninety-nine percent of the Karma that could be accumulated from this Fierce Beast Calamity sweeping across the Great Desolation.
After a quick scan of the battle situations across the Great Desolation, he turned the kunlun mirror's light towards the Vicious Beast lair in the Western Continent. When the image settled on the Beast God Shen Ni, Wang Lin's pupils suddenly contracted: the Law of destruction power swirling around Shen Ni had actually reached ninety percent Perfection. Black Law patterns flowed across his body, emitting a terrifying pressure capable of shaking the Heaven and Earth. Wang Lin's heart tightened. If a decisive battle wasn't initiated soon, Shen Ni might completely perfect the Law of destruction and Breakthrough to the Primordial Golden Immortal Realm by continuously devouring the essence blood and Primordial Spirits of living beings. At that time, relying solely on the Cultivators in the Myriad Spirits Alliance who had not yet reached top-tier combat power, even with the three Clan Chiefs leading them, they would have absolutely no power to resist. This Calamity might completely tilt towards the Vicious Beast side, and the living beings of the Great Desolation would have no chance of survival.
Wang Lin's fingertip gently rubbed the edge of the kunlun mirror, and the mirror's surface shimmered with fragmented spiritual light due to his fluctuating emotions. He no longer hesitated, immediately forming complex hand seals. Strands of invisible Divine Thought spread along the Heaven and Earth Veins (meridians) of the Great Desolation, accurately transmitting to the Clones of his younger brothers and sisters scattered in various places—the command was simple: accelerate the clearing of the remaining Vicious Beasts, consolidate the Alliance's combat power, and ensure that the Myriad Spirits army was pushed towards the Vicious Beast ancestral land in the Western Continent within half a Yuanhui to initiate the final decisive battle.
The moment the Divine Thought was transmitted, the battlefields across the Great Desolation suddenly changed. The Pangu Lineage Clones, who had been steadily advancing, suddenly erupted with even greater combat power: in the mountains, Clones wielding giant axes split open Vicious Beast heads, simultaneously clearing entire beast groups; outside the cities, Clones controlling Formations drew upon Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, trapping and slaughtering the beast tides within the Formations; even in the deep sea, the Carp Incarnation under the Dragon Clan personally supervised the battle, condensing seawater into tens of thousands of water arrows, shooting down the hidden water-attribute Vicious Beasts one by one.
The Cultivators of the Myriad Spirits Alliance only felt the pressure on the battlefield suddenly decrease. The previously troublesome Vicious Beasts now seemed vulnerable, and everyone thought it was because the decisive battle was approaching and the Heavenly Dao was protecting them, causing their morale to soar even higher. Under the subtle guidance of the Pangu Lineage Clones, the allied armies in various regions quickly completed their assembly and, led personally by the three Clan Chiefs, steadily advanced towards the Western Continent.
Half a Yuanhui passed in a flash. When the vanguard of the Myriad Spirits Alliance stepped onto the land of the Western Continent, the towering black Evil Qi could already be seen in the direction of the distant Vicious Beast ancestral land—that was the malevolent Qi formed by the fusion of Shen Ni's Law of destruction and the auras of countless Vicious Beasts, even dyeing the sky a dark, gloomy black.
When the main force of the allied army arrived, millions of troops lined up on the barren plain, their banners like a forest, their spiritual aura soaring to the sky: the Dragon Clan's naval forces were entrenched in the inland lakes of the Western Continent, their scales gleaming coldly under the sunlight; the Phoenix Clan's avian Cultivators circled high in the sky, their fiery wings forming a sea of fire; the Qilin Clan's ground elites marched across the earth, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly. The three Clan Chiefs stood at the front of the Formation, gazing at the Vicious Beast ancestral land shrouded in Evil Qi not far away, their expressions solemn.
And Wang Lin, before the kunlun mirror, was watching all of this through its surface. He saw Shen Ni's figure appear deep within the ancestral land, the black Law aura around him even more solidified than half a Yuanhui ago. The Law of destruction was at ninety-eight percent, and the aura of destruction was almost breaking through the Heaven and Earth's shackles—only one last step away from Primordial Golden Immortal. Wang Lin slowly raised his hand, his fingertip pointing in the direction of Shen Ni in the mirror, a chilling glint flashing in his eyes: "It's finally time to conclude. This Fierce Beast Calamity should also come to an end."