The Primordial Era: The Mythical Path Beginning with the Jie Sect

Chapter 147 The war ends
The death of Kunpeng caused a slight pause among the crowd before they resumed their fight.

The ensuing battle was even more brutal. Before Kunpeng Daoist died, everyone held back to some extent, whether out of consideration for past relationships or future colleagues.

But with the first great master falling, the shackles in everyone's hearts were loosened, and when they attacked, they showed no mercy and went all out, as if the other party was a mortal enemy.

Luo Hou thrust out the God-Slaying Spear in his hand repeatedly, unleashing attacks filled with the murderous aura of creation, all aimed at the crowd.

The same applies to Qiankun and the Five Elements Ancestors. Although their spiritual treasures had been distributed to the gods of the prehistoric world by Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Zhou Chen also crafted matching spiritual treasures for them when they entered the prehistoric world and bestowed them upon them. These were all top-grade innate spiritual treasures. Because they were connected to each other, some of these spiritual treasures could also emit very powerful energy.

Zhen Yuanzi activated the Earth Book Formation alone to clear out the small fry. This was unavoidable, since although the Earth Book was unparalleled in defense, its attack was not very strong, especially compared to these top-tier powerful beings from the primordial world.

Jieyin and Zhunti were very in sync, after all, they had been together for countless years. Jieyin defended, and Zhunti attacked, constantly clearing out the cultivators of various races in the prehistoric world.

The three leaders of the three religions, namely Ren, Chan, and Jie, were much more audacious. In addition to the white jade and golden bridge that covered the sky, the three of them also had auspicious clouds of heaven above their heads, and they stood on twelve-petaled white lotuses that purified the world. Their defense was taken to the extreme.

Grand Master Xuandu manipulated the Eight Trigrams Furnace to attack cultivators from various races in the prehistoric world. Although the Eight Trigrams Furnace was not a supreme treasure, it could still exert great power in the hands of Grand Master Xuandu. In addition, with the blessing of the 3000 Great Dao Divine Powers that Grand Master Xuandu learned in the Ziwei Palace, it was also extremely powerful.

There's no need to say more about the Antarctic Immortal; the Pangu Blade in his hand continuously unleashed weather blades.

Daoist Duobao, on the other hand, used the Primordial Measuring Ruler to continuously unleash sword energy.

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If the war continues like this, it's unknown how long it will take to determine a winner—perhaps thousands of years, perhaps tens of thousands of years, or even longer.

After a period of chaotic fighting, some people probably realized the situation and, it's unclear which faction started it, began clearing the area.

They began by targeting and eliminating powerful but weak individuals and scattered cultivators from the primordial world.

After the targeted cultivator fell, many forces present began to take action, and these powerful but weak cultivators all suffered.

It is worth mentioning that Zhen Yuanzi, Styx, and even the original saints Jieyin and Zhunti were also in the group. Originally, Duobao and others would have received the same treatment, but when Grand Master Xuandu took out a small pagoda of dark yellow color, everyone gave up the idea.

He cursed inwardly for the lack of martial ethics in this sect. The Taiji Diagram, Pangu Banner, Pure World White Lotus, Heavenly Auspicious Clouds, and Hongmeng Measuring Ruler were not enough; they even took out the Heaven and Earth Exquisite Xuanhuang Pagoda. Why didn't they borrow the Heavenly Emperor's Ten Fierce Spiritual Treasures, Three Thousand Great Dao Spiritual Treasures, and Qiankun Cauldron as well?

Although none of them were feeling very comfortable, the three of them—Grand Master Xuandu, Immortal of the South Pole, and Daoist Duobao—were helpless. Who knew if these three would pull out other magical treasures later?
Let's just ignore them and deal with the other powerful beings from the primordial era first!

After being targeted, these independent cultivators consciously tried to unite, but the major powers would never give them the chance.

When all the forces joined together to attack these one or two powerful individuals, they were overwhelmed and unable to hold their own. They had no chance to relax even slightly and would be killed or annihilated.

Many powerful individuals with limited strength also secretly lamented their predicament, realizing for the first time the importance of power. In battles of equal strength, the role of power is enormous.

But they found out too late. Before long, many powerful cultivators perished, most of whom were rogue cultivators from the primordial era and had little fame.

Of all these famous figures, the first to fall was the Styx Ancestor. His demise was inevitable. Having been accepted by Zhou Chen in the prehistoric world, the Styx Ancestor's title of "the sea of ​​blood never dries up, the Styx is immortal" was no longer worthy of his name.

Because his primordial spirit could not merge into the sea of ​​blood, his supernatural power had become ineffective. However, he was used to his previous fighting style and was actively trying to correct it. But such a long-standing habit could not be recovered in a short time.

Just as they were about to be attacked by the Zhou Tian Star Array, they revealed a flaw. A Qi-opening Heavenly Man, a Primordial Sword Qi, and a spear shadow filled with the killing intent of creation followed closely behind. Countless attacks came one after another, targeting the flaws of Styx and the Ancestor.

Without uttering any further words or even a scream, he perished. He could have used the Karmic Fire Lotus to try and stop it, but unfortunately, the Karmic Fire Lotus had been suppressed by the Chaos Bell and could not be summoned back. He could only endure it head-on.

But seeing so many and such powerful attacks, he sighed inwardly and gave up resisting.

After the Styx Ancestor's fall, these powerful but weak individuals also perished one after another, including the two former saints, Lianyin and Zhunti.

After clearing them out, the dragon, phoenix, qilin, demon, and monster races attacked the three Daoist disciples simultaneously, as these three were simply too disgusting.

Not only are their defenses incredibly strong against attacks, but if we don't eliminate them, these three might just reap the benefits.

However, Duobao and the others were not to be trifled with. They continued to resist, and the three of them fought back and forth against the five major forces. However, after all, they were powerful beings with limited magical power. After a period of fierce fighting, the three of them finally could not hold on any longer.

They broke through the defenses of many treasures, and when their attacks struck them, they perished on the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods.

Next came the clash between the major powers, which lasted for thousands of years. When this great war began, Zhou Chen activated time acceleration on the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods. In the primordial world, thousands of years was only a few years. The great war finally came to a conclusion.

The battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods was now a void, and the world could no longer be discerned. Eight broken figures lay quietly in the void, with countless spiritual treasures scattered among the fragments of these treasures.

There were no victors in this Investiture of the Gods. All the leaders of these great powers perished together. Although they did not die out for the time being, their Great Dao was broken. If it were not for the Investiture of the Gods war, they could not be restored.

Even if they survive, they will never be able to embark on the path of cultivation again.

These rulers of power are the most ruthless people in the primordial world, ruthless not only to others but also to themselves. They will stop at nothing to achieve their goals, willing to sacrifice everything, which is why they can be called emperors.

Just outside the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods, as the people of the prehistoric world marveled, a vast power instantly restored the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods, making it once again indistinguishable from the prehistoric world.

The vast power did not disappear; instead, it was mainly composed of the power of creation, with other powers as secondary, constructing human figures that resembled the cultivators from the primordial world who had previously perished.

This power was extremely strong. In a short time, it regenerated new bodies for all the cultivators who had previously perished. The battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods was now teeming with people. Although the newly created beings did not have Ling Zhi's form and their eyes were somewhat vacant, it was still quite astonishing. The creation of things from the void was boundless and the creation of countless things was a divine power that must have been the work of His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, the ruler of the Primordial World.

Just as everyone was marveling at this divine power of creation, streams of true spirits were born in the void and quickly flew towards the created body.

After the true spirit merges into the body, it regains its intelligence and looks at itself in amazement. Although its magical power and realm have disappeared, it can clearly sense the enormous energy contained in its body.

Although they currently lack cultivation and cannot utilize this vast energy, the potential of this body is far greater than that of their original bodies.

Many people showed joy, especially the independent cultivators. They were not like those in sects or powerful forces who had so many resources. Their bodies had already been cleansed to the extreme. They were just trying their best to unleash their potential. They simply did not have the means to expand their potential.

But unexpectedly, after falling in the Investiture of the Gods, upon resurrection, they received such a benefit! Everyone was overjoyed.

Duobao and the others were also revived. Feeling the potential of their bodies, they were all incredibly surprised. They were not comparable to rogue cultivators. Their vision and detection abilities allowed them to clearly perceive the endless potential of their physical bodies. Although they did not know how Zhou Chen had done it, it was still a good thing. After collecting the spiritual treasures they had lost, the group began to chat.

Just then, a majestic figure appeared above the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods. His figure was so imposing that it could not be looked at directly, could not be spoken of, and could not be explained. It was as if the supreme Dao had suddenly descended.

Although it only appeared in the world of the Investiture of the Gods battlefield, the entire prehistoric world knelt down and looked up at this supreme figure.

This person is none other than Zhou Chen, the master of the Great Luo Heavenly Palace. He realized that the battle of the gods had ended, so he resurrected the fallen cultivators. The battlefield now belongs to ordinary people. He will control them or give them instructions to prevent them from taking action. The prehistoric world is far too quiet without these cultivators.

"The cultivators have completed the Investiture of the Gods battle. They are now waiting for the Zhou and Shang dynasties in the mortal realm to complete the remaining Investiture of the Gods battles."

"Now that you have been resurrected, you are forbidden from participating in the Investiture of the Gods for any reason. You may return to your original dojos for secluded cultivation until the Investiture of the Gods is completed, at which time you will be granted divine positions." Zhou Chen's majestic voice resounded throughout the Investiture of the Gods battlefield world and the primordial world.

After speaking, his figure vanished instantly, and the Investiture of the Gods battlefield slowly began to fade into the background. Many people fell directly down after the battlefield faded into the background and crashed in front of Xiqi City.

Everyone on the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods was shocked. They did not want to be humiliated like this, but none of them had any magic power. They could only wait for the moment they fell and prepare themselves so as not to lose face in front of the people of the prehistoric world.

After everyone left the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods, the area outside Xiqi City was already too crowded. Fortunately, some Qi cultivators intervened, shrinking or moving them away, otherwise Xiqi City might have been crushed.

There were simply too many people, and all sorts of creatures were there, such as dragons, phoenixes, Qilin ancestors, and demon ancestors. Most of them were enormous. Those that could fly were a little better off, but those that couldn't fly were all crammed together, making it quite crowded. Especially compared to those hundreds of millions of people, the area in front of Xiqi City was far too small.

The only saving grace was that there were still many cultivators in the Xiqi and Shang army camps who had not participated in the Investiture of the Gods War. They were unable to enter because of their low cultivation level, which is why they survived. Although they lost this opportunity, they saved Xiqi City from crisis.

After they moved everyone away from the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods, they were all exhausted. Of course, there was an exception, namely Jingwei, the disciple of the Holy Mother of Jinling of the Jie Sect.

She is not affected at all; even if she were to do it alone, she could easily complete the task.

After all, her cultivation level was that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and she was a Great Luo Golden Immortal who had learned the Ten Fierce Treasure Techniques. Whether it was her magical power or her physical body, she was above that of an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal.

However, she didn't want to do this kind of hard labor, and she wouldn't have done it if her junior brother Wen Zhong hadn't pleaded with her.

Of course, not everyone was moved away; many disciples from the Human Sect, the Chan Sect, and the Jie Sect were left behind.

"Fellow disciples, the Investiture of the Gods war has finally come to an end. It shouldn't be long before we head to the Heavenly Realm," Grand Master Xuandu said with a sigh to the many Taoist disciples.

"What you say is very true, senior brother. Although we were defeated in the Investiture of the Gods and lost our cultivation, the body we obtained has unlimited potential. After some quiet cultivation, we will probably reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm soon."

"Let's go back and continue our studies, lest we lose face for the Daoist sect on the day of the Investiture of the Gods," said the Antarctic Immortal.

Daoist Duobao did not respond to their words, but instead closed his eyes in thought. Grand Master Xuandu and Immortal Antarctic, seeing Duobao like this, assumed he was pondering something and paid him no further attention. Just as he was about to wave for everyone to return, Duobao suddenly opened his eyes.

"So that's how it is!" Daoist Duobao smiled, finally understanding what that potential in the body was.
"Junior brother, what makes you so happy?" the Antarctic Immortal asked with a smile to Daoist Duobao.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Antarctica, just now I explored the source of the infinite potential in my body and discovered that this endless potential is connected to some kind of rule in the primordial world."

This should be the War of the Gods, and the divine power that we pursue can also be called the power of rules.

Simply put, our bodies are formed from the power of our divine positions. They were created by His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor to make it easier for us to control the power of our divine positions in the future.” Daoist Duobao briefly explained what he had discovered.

After hearing what Daoist Duobao said, the Daoist disciples closed their eyes and began to explore.

(End of this chapter)