Chapter 29: A Perplexing Situation, Complex and Intricate

  The heavens collapse, all things wail!

  Flying birds and beasts, three tribes of scaly armor, fought to the point where the sky was dark and the earth was dim, blood flowed like rivers, flesh and blood piled up into mountains several tens of thousands of meters high, blood flowed into the ground, forming a sea of blood ten thousand meters deep, heaven and earth turned upside down, high mountains became deep gorges, great rivers became desolate wilderness, the killing aura between heaven and earth made the sun and moon lose their luster!

  Innumerable exotic beasts brought out their unique skills, flames, meteorites, gale winds, divine thunder, wind, rain and lightning burst forth with beautiful light, followed by a sky filled with flying blood and flesh.

  The countless beasts of the vast wilderness gradually decreased, and the original giant beasts that filled the mountains and plains were left with only 3,000 demon beasts. The three tribes each occupied one-third, of course, in this great calamity, only those who possessed great divine powers could survive. At this time, the killing energy between heaven and earth reached its thickest, and the entire sky was shrouded by a thick layer of dark clouds.

  Suddenly, the heavens and earth shook violently, a loud thunderclap rang out, and the ominous energy between the heavens and earth rapidly flowed in two directions: one towards Mount Taiwu and the other towards the vast wilderness of the northwest.

  Whoa! Deep beneath the earth of Mount Buzhou, a mysterious black hole suddenly appeared at a depth of 10,000 meters. It slowly rose into the air, and suddenly the winds of the desolate heavens howled and clouds surged forth, stirring up the malignant aura. The malignant aura that permeated the entire desolate heavens seemed to have found an outlet for its release, and it rushed towards Mount Buzhou in a frenzy.

  "Rooooar! We, the sons of Pangu, the Primordial God, are born today! We vow to follow in our father's footsteps and with our power, shatter the Heavenly Way! We are the Sorcerers! Our Father God bears witness!" The thunderous roar of the Twelve Dominant Paths shook the ground beneath Mount Buzhou, echoing across the vast expanse of the Desolate Lands.

  Wū! Wū! Wū! The majestic voice of the Overlord echoed throughout the vast expanse, as a mighty aura burst forth from the heavens and earth. Every living being in the vast expanse knew that a powerful tribe had emerged from the land of the Vast Expanse, inheriting the bloodline of Pangu.

  In the vast northwestern wilderness, a massive whirlpool appeared, larger than the Black Hole of Mount Buzhou. It swept across the sky, engulfing the ominous energy. The whirlpool was covered in eerie and sinister runes that could steal one's soul, making anyone who gazed upon it feel as if they had fallen into a demonic illusion.

  "Rooooar! You damn bastard, Pan Gu! I finally found the way to become a saint after all that trouble, and then you had to go and ruin it for me! I went through so much effort to stir up war between the three tribes, to expand the calamity of the heavens by ten thousand times, to let the entire Hong Huang's flying creatures, beasts, and scaled tribe be tainted with the calamity... and yet you still managed to outsmart me! You absorbed the calamity with your twelve drops of essence blood, achieving a state without a primordial spirit, becoming the witch tribe. You're ruthless! You're too ruthless! You're just a great thief, a selfish and greedy sky thief! Rooooar! Since you have no humanity, don't blame me for being unrighteous. It's time for me to make my move! The Heavenly Demon Way, ten thousand demons dancing in the air... Hahahaha, the great calamity hasn't even ended yet, just wait and see, I'll shatter Hong Huang into a million pieces!"

  A voice of unparalleled gloom and fury came from the depths of the northwest wilderness, as soon as the words fell, a huge black shadow flew out from the ground. He was shrouded in a black robe, his face pale, eyes gloomy, feet treading on twelve black lotus flowers, back carrying four murderous swords, hand holding a long spear with a fierce aura, flying towards Qilin Cliff.

  At this moment, the largest battlefield of the catastrophe - the dark cloud of killing intent above Qilin Cliff suddenly dispersed, leaving everyone who was fighting with a sudden emptiness in their hearts. A cool air suddenly descended from the ninth heaven, washing away the killing intent on everyone's minds. A mysterious yellow aura descended from the sky and entered the hearts of the three clan leaders.

  "Rooooar! Heavenly Way! Heavenly Way! Merit and virtue! Merit and virtue! Thousands of young men's souls scattered, their corpses gone, just to exchange for these merits? Is this the Way I cultivate?"

  The Qilin tribe's leader woke up with a start, looking at the mountain of flesh and blood that had piled up to 10,000 meters high, looking at the sea of blood that was 10,000 meters deep. His heart was filled with sorrow, anger, helplessness towards the heavens, and despair, but even more so, he yearned for the Great Way. After going through the slaughter, his soul was moistened by the Xuan Huang aura, and he clearly saw the way of Qi operation. His cultivation had rapidly grown to the peak of Quasi-Sainthood.

  "Clang! Is this the will of heaven? My Phoenix Clan dwells in the southern realm of fire, without ambitions to conquer the world. Why must my clan suffer this calamity of extinction? The heavens are unjust! Ancestral Dragon, are you satisfied now? You pursue your own selfish desires, disregarding even the lives and deaths of your own kin. Is everyone in the world just an insignificant ant to you, for the sake of achieving enlightenment?"

  In the midst of great calamity, everyone seems to have been bewildered, so those who survived are all exhausted from using up their magical powers, their origin is injured, their spirit and soul are wounded, and they no longer have the strength to fight back, unless they self-destruct their origin and perish together.

  Now, everyone's mind is cleansed by the mysterious yellow energy, and the evil spirits between heaven and earth are absorbed by the twelve ancestral witches and Luohu. Most of them have dissipated, so they can all clearly see the veins of the Tao. Those who can survive will have made great progress in their cultivation of yuan Shen. As long as they find a place to retreat and cultivate, they will definitely be able to make further progress on the hundred-foot pole.

  However, everyone who sees the mountains of flesh and blood piled up to a height of ten thousand meters, sees the sea of blood ten thousand meters deep, feels very heavy-hearted. They know that although they were affected by the great disaster, all this was caused by them, they are the executioners, with bloody hands!

  Even the emotionless Dragon Emperor's face was filled with anger. Although the path he cultivated was the Tyrannical Emperor's Path, which required him to trample on piles of white bones and tread on mountains of flesh and blood to achieve his goal of being the sole ruler, all of this was not the outcome he had in control. Instead, he seemed like a chess piece in someone else's hand, how could he accept this?

  "Hmph, I admit it, I do have ambitions to conquer the world. However, in this great calamity, we've all fallen into someone else's scheme. For now, our three clans still have the strongest remaining members. If we return and cultivate for a few tens of thousands of years, we can recover our former glory. Moreover, we're all being used as pawns for certain people to achieve enlightenment. Therefore, if we want to avoid extinction, we must unite!" said Long Huang Dao.

  Long Huang, as the incarnation of Zu Long, has an independent will, but is also controlled by the original body of Zu Long. Therefore, he is not very clear about Zu Long's calculations and only executes the tasks given to him by Zu Long, which is to contend for hegemony in Hongyuan!

  "Hmph! There's only one of you, Ancestral Dragon. Even if we were to surrender, we would never make peace with you, let alone join forces. Your dragon tribe can easily recover their vitality, but my phoenix tribe is sparse and precious, taking a million years to nurture a single child. Every member of our tribe is a treasured asset. The great calamity has passed, and from now on, the Phoenix Tribe will seal off the Southern Fire Domain, never to emerge for millions of years!" said the Ancestral Phoenix.

  "This is the Great Way, this is the way of Qi Yun, this is the way of immortality. Ancestral Dragon, you had already understood the way to become a saint, no wonder you wanted to contend for hegemony in the vast expanse and gather all the Qi Yun of the vast expanse to achieve the title of Pre-Heavenly Saint. Haha! Now I understand too!" The Qilin Clan Head muttered to himself as he looked at over a thousand walking beasts.

  Three thousand feet underground, at the end of a blood-red river, a white-haired young man sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands constantly waving, mysterious symbols flashing and combining, holding two basketball-sized spheres in his hands.

  One dark red, inside flying countless giant beasts, giant beasts among the sky flying birds, constantly shouting to the sky, also have scales armor giant beast, covering the rain, as well as countless walking beasts, ferocious roar! They seem to want to escape this sphere, constantly colliding with the sphere, however, a black hole-like vortex constantly flowing, constantly devouring the giant beasts, and then turned into a purple-red, entering another purple-red sphere.

  The purple-red sphere is extremely pure, filled with an eerie aura of vastness, as if it contains countless great paths, and yet it seems like a destructive demon that fills the air with evil. The purple-red sphere flashes with countless symbols, sometimes forming heavenly thunder and earthly fire, sometimes destroying meteorites, sometimes earth, water, fire, and wind, and sometimes numerous long dragons, extremely eerie.

  The white-haired youth's eyes became even more eerie, as two green lights about an inch long shot into the two orbs. The green light flickered, and countless runes slowly flowed from the purple-red orb into his eyes.

  "Good people, the three clans are really good people, this is almost all the blood of the demon beasts belonging to the three clans in the vast wilderness, absorbing for so long, only absorbing one ten-thousandth, these blood contain the great ways of Hun Dun Magic God, Hun Dun Tian Long, Hun Dun Yu Qilin, and Hun Dun Yin Yang Tian Feng. If I absorb all this blood, constantly recombining these law talismans, I must be able to control these three great ways. Hmm? Not fighting anymore? What's going on with the Dragon Emperor? No, no, could it be that the Dragon Phoenix Great Tribulation will produce a variable?" The white-haired young man muttered to himself.

  "At first, I taught Zu Long the way of Quasi-Sainthood. Could it be that he has also found the method to become a Saint? It shouldn't be, the method to become a Saint is only understood by Hong Jun, Luo Liu, Yang Mei and other Chaotic Demonic Gods. Could it be that Zu Long is really that powerful? Never mind, what's most important now is to absorb and refine these blood essences. Hmm, this Empress is the motherly model for the heavens, later generations' empresses are all described as 'motherly models', I'll save her life!"

  The white-haired youth was Huang Xiaoyou. After he came out of the Buzhou Mountain, he rushed to the Qilin Cliff. At this time, the three clans had already started a great war. Huang Xiaoyou also knew that the Great Calamity was controlled by a certain powerful being, and the killing energy became 10,000 times thicker. He also knew that the people of the three clans were all bewildered by the killing energy, but for Huang Xiaoyou, the more brutal the battle, the more blood he could get. So, he laid down the Blood God Formation at the bottom of Qilin Cliff, absorbing the blood of the three clans.

  Million Great Mountains, Qilin Cliff, after the Three Clans War, the originally magnificent and majestic mountain range was destroyed, with heaven and earth overturned, as if the heavens and earth had turned upside down. All the pre-heavenly spiritual veins at the bottom of the earth were destroyed, and although the Desolate Heaven and Earth continuously self-repaired, it would never be possible to restore the original Spiritual Mountain scenery!

  Qilin Cliff, the three tribes are still at a standoff. The Dragon Emperor wants to unite the people of the three tribes to resist the great divine being hiding in the dark, and the ancestor of Qilin also has the ambition to compete for hegemony. Of course, he also wants to unite the three tribes, but the ancestors of Fenghuang are different. They are all born with heavy emotions and righteousness, otherwise they would not come to avenge the Dragon Emperor for a few tribe members. Now they have lost heart and are filled with great hatred towards the Dragon Emperor. What possibility do they have to agree to the Dragon Emperor's proposal?

  "Ancestor Long is right, Ancestors Feng and Huang, things have come to this, we should put down our hatred and jointly resist the Black Hand. He plots against us three clans, just wanting us to kill each other, thus falling. He wants to use the hands of our three clans to complete the great calamity of heaven and earth, he is our common enemy!" said the ancestor of Qilin, Kui.

  "Hmph, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person too, Qilin. You were sworn enemies just a moment ago, and now you're calling each other brothers? Hmph, let's go!" Quanzu said indignantly.

  Huang Zu said, leading the heavily injured Feng Zu and the remaining Fei Qiu tribe to fly south, just as a vast aura descended from the sky, oppressing everyone present, even Long Huang Qi Lin's ancestors felt suffocated.

  It's too powerful! The nine breaths of air seem to form an incredibly strong formation, enveloping everyone inside. A mysterious and wonderful music washes over the crowd's suppressed emotions, causing people to relax involuntarily. Then, a gaze full of killing intent sweeps across the crowd, making people shiver with fear. Next, a disastrous aura appears, casting a shadow over people's hearts. Suddenly, a loud thunderclap shakes the air, deafening everyone. A fire-red mist fills the sky, dyeing the clouds with beautiful colors. Then, a giant turtle descends from the heavens, its immense power enveloping the crowd's minds. Next, a white tiger gazes at the crowd with a stern and just gaze. After that, a four-clawed green dragon flies through the air, holding an mysterious jade tablet in its mouth. Finally, a divine thunderbolt strikes down from the sky, rumbling loudly!

  "Hahaha, why the hurry to leave? Dragon Emperor, as the embodiment of the Father Emperor, you should carry out the will of the Father Emperor. What can be done arbitrarily? Everyone here today must die! With your deaths, you will fulfill the immortal great undertaking of the Father Emperor. You should feel honored!" A giant beast with a killing sword in its hand said among the nine figures, its eyes filled with murderous intent.