Primordial Era: From Primordial Human Race to Grand Luo Immortal

Chapter 37. The Fall of Ao Hai, the Three Religions Discuss the Dao

Meanwhile, in a secluded cave in the North Sea, Ao Hai absorbed the entire Ancestral Dragon Pearl into his body. His aura rose layer by layer, eventually breaking through to the level of a Quasi-Saint who had severed one of his corpses.

Having broken through to the Quasi-Saint level, Ao Hai showed no joy, his brows furrowed with worry, and he felt a sense of unease.

So he said to Bingyi beside him:
"Fellow Daoist Bingyi, can your Hun Tian Bell really block the Zhulong's deductions?"

"Fellow Daoist Ao Hai, you can rest assured."

Bingyi shook the Hun Tian Bell, which emitted a series of clear sounds:

“My Hun Tian Bell is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. Its greatest function is to disrupt the heavenly secrets. At this time, we are in the midst of a great calamity. Not to mention that old thing Zhulong, even those Heavenly Dao Saints would find it difficult to predict our whereabouts.”

Bingyi is also a dragon, born in the extreme abyss of the North. She was born with the Dao of Ice and Frost. When the Ancestral Dragon roamed the prehistoric world, she had been living and cultivating in the extreme abyss.

Later, when the demon race rose to prominence, she joined the demon race and was bestowed the title of Demon Saint. Now, she is one of the Ten Great Demon Saints.

His strength is also considerable, reaching the level of a quasi-saint who has severed two corpses.

She helped Ao Hai in order to bring him into the demon race. With the Dragon Transformation Pool, the demon race could quickly purify their bloodline and enhance their strength in order to seize the destiny of heaven and earth.

"Fellow Daoist Ao Hai, would you be willing to study the Ancestral Dragon Pearl together and explore the Great Dao together?"

Bingyi smiled faintly.

Zulong Avenue also greatly benefited her.

"It's impossible."

Ao Hai readily agreed. He also wanted to use Bingyi to gain a foothold in the demon race. He had never believed in the two Western Saints in the first place. His previous agreement to let them join the Western Religion was just to use them to break away from the Dragon Race.

The power of a sage is immense; once you enter a sage's sacred ground, the Dragon Transformation Pool and the Dragon Gate will be beyond his control.

Only in the demon realm can he find a place to realize his ambitions.

He was already envisioning himself as someone who could navigate the demon race with ease, revive the dragon lineage, and become its ancestor.

"Ao Hai!"

Just as Ao Hai was taking out the Ancestral Dragon Pearl, a roar came from the void.

"It's over, it's Yinglong!"

Ao Hai's expression changed drastically, and he glared at Bing Yi, angrily saying:

"Didn't you say that the Heavenly Bell was disrupting the secrets of heaven? How did they find their way here?"

Bingyi was also puzzled. He had killed countless members of the Wu tribe with this treasure without being discovered, so why was it ineffective today?

"Run away!"

Ao Hai shouted loudly and summoned the Ancestral Dragon Pearl, ready to break through the sky.

Unfortunately, his plan failed this time.

A burst of intense flame erupted, and the cave's grand formation shattered in response.

Ao Hai and Bing Yi's figures were thus exposed. Then, a vast and abyss-like spatial power spread out, and the space around Ao Hai instantly solidified, suppressing him within it.

Yinglong flew forward and shattered Ao Hai's body into pieces with a single claw strike.

Zhulong opened his mouth and swallowed the Dragon Transformation Pool and the Dragon Gate. His expression changed drastically as he watched the talismans drifting out in front of him.

Without time to think, Zhulong frantically activated its Great Dao, and wisps of blood mist spewed from its body. With one claw each, it grabbed Ao Run and Yinglong and tore through space to escape.

Bingyi stood there blankly, ignoring everyone.

On Mount Sumeru.

Jieyin and Zhunti looked somewhat gloomy.

"Brother, Yinglong is too ruthless. He killed a junior of the same clan without even saying a word."

Zhunti was quite puzzled.

Jieyin was also very surprised. Ao Hai was a proud and arrogant person. If he was directly brought to Mount Sumeru, he would definitely not be willing to join.

He planned to have Ao Hai tortured by the Dragon Clan to break his spirit, and then convert him to the Western Religion, but he was killed in an instant.

This Zhulong is a decisive person, using his supernatural powers at the cost of damaging his cultivation. It seems he has a powerful backer.

"Then how will you, elder brother, obtain the Dragon Transformation Pool?"

Zhunti asked again.

Jieyin pondered for a moment. "When the Three Pure Ones preach, we will also bring our disciples there, and then we will find an opportunity."

……

In the blink of an eye, Ao Run and his two companions arrived at the Dragon Palace of the East Sea.

Stepping out of the void rift, Ao Run felt dizzy and his whole body ached, so he collapsed to the ground.

Seeing Ji Yuan staring at him in astonishment, he immediately stood up and thanked him:
"Thank you very much, Fellow Daoist Ji Yuan."

Zhulong, standing to the side, also said:
"Thank you very much, Fellow Daoist Ji Yuan. You may choose any innate magic weapon from my Dragon Palace Treasury."

"Then thank you very much, senior."

Ji Yuan bowed and said, "This back-and-forth is the way to make friends."

Ao Run then took Ji Yuan to the Dragon Clan's treasure vault.

After overcoming numerous obstacles, we finally arrived at the entrance to the treasure vault.

Ji Yuan sighed, "If it weren't for the help of the Western sage, how could Ao Hai have so easily stolen the Dragon Transformation Pool?"

Once inside the treasure vault, Ji Yuan finally understood what true depth and profound knowledge meant.

Immortal gold, precious materials, divine medicines, and magical treasures were on display in abundance. No wonder the two Western Saints came to the Dragon Clan to beg for their money.

Among these countless treasures, Ji Yuan immediately took a liking to a bead.

It is the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl.

The Sea God Yujiang of the North Sea is accompanied by a magical treasure that is specifically designed to subdue all wind-related elements.

Having chosen his treasure, Ji Yuan left the Dragon Palace Treasury, chatted with Zhulong for a few more minutes, and then returned to the Jie Sect.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhulong was injured, he would have really wanted to ask him about the Dao of Time and Space, since Zhulong was probably the one below the Sage with the deepest understanding of the Dao of Time and Space.

After Ji Yuan left, Zhulong called Ao Run to his side and said:
"Make sure you get along well with Ji Yuan; he's no ordinary person."

Whether it was Ji Yuan's divination methods or his overwhelming fortune, both of them secretly alarmed him. Most importantly, the light of merit emanating from Ji Yuan was almost overflowing, and he didn't know what Ji Yuan had done.

Although Ao Run didn't know what the ancestor had noticed, he had already placed his bet on Ji Yuan.

He laughed inwardly, "I really am the most discerning person in the dragon race."

……

Back at the Jie Sect, Ji Yuan enjoyed a period of leisurely life.

Every day he would discuss the Dao and destiny with the disciples of the Jie Sect, which was extremely comfortable.

As for the essence of the innate Earth element, it was extremely vague in Ji Yuan's deductions, as if it was not yet time for it to be born. However, he was not in a hurry, as the preaching of the three religions was a great opportunity.

Time flows like a river, and sixty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the sky above Jin'ao Island was filled with radiant light, and three figures emerged from the light, none other than the leaders of the three religions.

Then dozens more figures emerged, none other than the immortals of the Human Sect and the Chan Sect.

Ji Yuan stepped forward and respectfully bowed to the three sect leaders, saying:

"Master, Grand Master Uncle, Second Grand Master Uncle, may the Great Dao flourish forever, and may the Dao fruit remain forever."

"good!"

"No gift."

Then the Tongtian Sect Leader flew before the immortals, his saintly body radiating divine light, and with a swift sword strike across the void, he proclaimed in a loud voice:
"Disciples of the Jie Sect, listen to my command! The three of us will preach on Jin'ao Island thirty-three years from now."

“Starting tomorrow, disciples of the three religions will discuss the Dao, without using any magical treasures or external objects, but only using their own supernatural powers of enlightenment to explain their own Dao.”

The words of the sage are like heavenly laws, and all the immortals present bowed in reverence.
"Grateful for the leader's kindness, I will obey the leader's decrees!"

An atmosphere of excitement and peace prevailed on Jin'ao Island.

Just as all the immortals were rejoicing, an uninvited voice rang out.

"My three senior brothers, I wonder if it is permissible for disciples of the Western Sect to discuss the Dao with disciples of the three sects?"

"Jieyin? Zhunti?"

(End of this chapter)