The Primordial Mosquito Dao Chronicle

After the Dragon-Han Great Calamity, it was as if heaven and earth had been freed from a layer of restraint. During the thousands of years that Mosquito Daoist had been away, many powerful cultivators who had been in seclusion emerged, and these powerful cultivators all possessed the cultivation level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

The primordial continent, Kunlun Mountain.

This place is where the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, formed by the three strands of the soul of the great god Pangu, was placed.

The Kunlun Mountains stretch endlessly, majestic and imposing. Flowers and rain cling to the trees in the forest, and the wind rustles through the precious woods. From the summit, one can look down upon the surrounding mountains, where countless peaks appear like a stampede of horses.

Deep within, in a wondrously colorful cave adorned with lush vegetation, lies the sacred site of the Three Pure Ones, a manifestation of Pangu's spirit.

Three people were sitting on futons in the cave.

An elderly man with a serene white beard sat at the head of the table. Below him sat two others: one exuded arrogance, his expression revealing his majesty; the other had slightly raised eyebrows and an air of untamed defiance.

These three are the Three Pure Ones: Laozi (the Supreme Pure One), the Jade Pure One (the Primordial Pure One), and the Supreme Pure One (the Spiritual Treasure Pure One).

The three of them now hold the newly acquired spiritual treasures: the top-grade innate spiritual treasures 'Taiyi Whisk,' 'Three Treasures Jade Ruyi,' and 'Qingping Sword.' These three treasures were transformed from the 'Thirty-Six Grade Creation Lotus' that Mosquito Daoist encountered and then hid from. However, they have now been divided into three and obtained by the Three Pure Ones.

Tongtian played with the Qingping Sword in his hand and smiled, "We, the Three Pure Ones, are indeed the true descendants of Pangu. Just when our cultivation encountered a bottleneck and we wanted to travel through the prehistoric world, a treasure flew to us on its own and recognized us as its master."

"Good." The other two nodded in agreement, their faces full of smugness.

Inside a celestial abode in Buzhou Mountain.

A beautiful woman, about sixteen years old, sat cross-legged in the cave. Her face was like a full moon, her eyes like blue lotuses, her teeth like stars, her face like an apricot blossom, and her hair like a nightingale's song. Her hair was styled in a low bun with a jade dragon and phoenix hairpin inserted diagonally. She wore a pleated skirt with scattered flowers and misty green grass, and a thin emerald green gauze draped over her body. Her shoulders were like those of a sculpted figure, her waist was slender, her skin was like solidified cream, and her breath was like a fragrant orchid.

Beside her sat a man around twenty years old, playing the zither. His fair and smooth face had a sharp and handsome appearance, and his dark and deep eyes were captivating. His ten fingers moved swiftly across the strings, producing a sharp and high-pitched sound that was not abrupt, like countless wild horses galloping, full of heroic passion.

These two were Nuwa and her brother Fuxi. Their cave dwelling was located in a secluded and hidden formation on Mount Buzhou, making it difficult for outsiders to discover.

On the Sun Star.

The flames surged and roared, two streaks of fire shooting straight into the sky. When the flames subsided, two three-legged golden crows appeared, one carrying the Hetu and Luoshu on its back, the other embracing the Chaos Bell. The two golden crows spread their wings, and the sky was cloudless, the flames obscuring the sun.

After the cry, they transformed into two figures and landed back on the Sun Star. The two then uttered a mystical sound towards the entrance of the primordial world.

“I am Di Jun,” “I am Donghuang Taiyi.”

In the deep mountains and dense forests of the northern foothills of the primordial wilderness.

Suddenly, a loud 'boom' rang out, and a palace flew out from underground, inside which a giant heart was thumping 'thump...thump'.

When Pangu transformed into all things, only his heart fell to the primordial continent, sank into the earth, and transformed into the Pangu Palace.

As time passed, the heartbeat quickened, and finally exploded with a 'bang,' blood falling into the hall and turning into a pool of blood.

Then twelve figures emerged from the blood pool in succession, some with bird bodies and human faces, some with python heads and human bodies, some with human faces and tiger bodies, and so on, each with a different form.

These are, of course, the twelve ancestral witches transformed from the essence and blood of Pangu. They are: Dijiang, Jumang, Rushou, Gonggong, Zhurong, Tianwu, Qiangliang, Xizi, Zhujiuyin, Shebishi, Houtu, and Xuanming.

Each of these twelve individuals possesses the power of a law. They worship only Pangu and show no respect for heaven and earth, but strangely, none of them have a primordial spirit.

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Meanwhile, on the primordial continent, numerous powerful beings emerged in various forms. Among them were Kunpeng, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, and many others.

Above the northern sky, a dragon-horse galloped through the clouds, like a streak of blue light, disappearing in an instant.

"Wait a minute." Suddenly, Mosquito Taoist patted Dragon Horse.

He took out a jade talisman, which was engraved with Daoist patterns. Only he, Lu Er, and Minghe possessed this jade talisman, which was used to transmit information.

Upon seeing this, his expression changed drastically. Without saying a word, he immediately grabbed Xuanling and Qingmang and fled towards the sea of ​​blood at top speed.

Meanwhile, above the Blood Sea, two people were bombarding the Blood Sea Formation. On the Blood Sea's 'Free and Easy Island,' Lu Er was scratching his head in frustration, while Minghe wore a wry smile. The two continuously poured their magical power into the formation.

"Uncle-Master, have you sent a message to Master? Why haven't you arrived yet?"

Styx glared at him. "Isn't it all because of you? Do you think spiritual treasures are so easy to steal? Besides, we have plenty of innate spiritual treasures in the Blood Sea. Do we need to rob them?"

Lu Er grinned and chuckled, "Who knew that guy's helper was so powerful? It really was a case of trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice instead."

Above the sea of ​​blood, the two were attacking the blood sea formation with all their might.

One of them had a sallow complexion and a worried look, as if he were malnourished; the other had a ruddy complexion, a square face, and large ears, as if he were overnourished. These two were none other than the Western Amitabha and Cundi.

"Senior brother, increase your magical attack, and we'll break through soon. Those two are full of treasures; they can be used to help our Western Paradise," Zhunti said with a prosperous-looking smile.

“Excellent, Junior Brother is absolutely right. Today, we brothers will rid the world of these two evil spirits.”

Mosquito Taoist hurried along, and after half a day he finally arrived above the Sea of ​​Blood. Unexpectedly, he saw the two guys chatting and laughing as they bombarded his great formation.

Although he had never seen Jieyin and Zhunti before, he recognized them at a glance. In the primordial world, there were only two people with such unique appearances and peak cultivation as Great Luo Golden Immortals.

He left Xuanling and Qingmang up there, then unleashed his Soul-Shattering Blade, slashing at Zhunti from mid-air. He didn't care what was happening now; they'd come knocking on his door, so he'd teach them a lesson first.

"Junior brother, be careful."

The two were struggling to break the formation when they were attacked. Just as the blade was about to strike, Jieyin quickly called out to warn them. At the same time, he summoned the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit to protect himself, and his sword flashed out a beam of light.

Zhunti hurriedly summoned the Seven Treasures Tree to swat at it, while a pagoda met the blade's light. He didn't even have time to launch an attack with his sword.

"Boom!" Several attacks collided, creating a deafening roar. Zhunti's pagoda was instantly cleaved away, and the azure light emitted by the Seven Treasures Tree was also dispersed. The two were forced back several steps by the blows.

Mosquito Taoist, relying on the power of the treasure, only experienced a slight numbness in his hands.

Upon landing on the ground, before Zhunti could react, Mosquito Taoist immediately lifted the pagoda and placed several restrictions on it.

Then, with a smile, he looked at the spiritual treasures in their hands. Damn, they both belonged to Styx and Lu Er. The two of them were holding Styx's two top-grade innate spiritual treasures, the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords, while the one he had put away was Lu Er's Six Harmonies Pagoda.

Let's take a look at Zhunti's Seven Treasures Tree, whose full name is the 'Seven Treasures Brush Tree'. It's said to brush away anything, and it's estimated that even the Qiankun Qi Staff was brushed away by it.