The Primordial Mosquito Dao Chronicle

As for his innate divine ability, reaching the level of devouring is a distant dream. Sometimes he thinks of discarding it and refining the sharp beak into a spiritual treasure, since he already possesses the divine ability Devouring Essence Nine Transformations.

After finishing these tasks, Mosquito Daoist went into seclusion again, this time to improve his body refinement cultivation. Currently, his body refinement was only at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, which was far inferior to his magical power and primordial spirit cultivation.

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Another thousand years have passed, and now in the Heavenly Palace of Lingxiao.

Many demons gathered together. Over the past thousand years, Di Jun and Ji Meng have traveled among the demons of the prehistoric world. Although he has broken through to the Quasi-Saint level, only nine of the demons who listened to his lectures in Zixiao Palace were willing to come to the Heavenly Court with him.

Of course, we can't blame them for this. Those who were able to pass through the chaos and reach Zixiao Palace back then were all people with great perseverance.

Let alone you in the early stage of Quasi-Saint, even at the peak of Quasi-Saint, many would probably refuse. Without readily available benefits, who would be willing to leave the place where they have lived their whole life? Besides, the Witch Clan is still developing in the north, so it doesn't have much to do with them. In everyone's eyes, as long as the demons under their jurisdiction are not suppressed by others, that's fine.

So, after a thousand years, Di Jun and his companion persuaded ten great demons and billions of demons, they reluctantly returned to the Heavenly Court. At this time, before the Lingxiao Palace, besides Ji Meng, Di Jun, and Donghuang Taiyi, there were nine others:

Yingzhao: He has bird wings, his voice is like a pomegranate, he wears a tiger skin, holds a mixed iron rod, and has a fierce face.

Bai Ze: He knows everything from astronomy and geography to the smallest details of life; he can understand the past and predict the future.

Feidan: Resembling a rat, barefoot, slightly shabby, with two rat whiskers, quite comical.

Fei Lian: Deer body, sparrow head, snake tail, leopard print, covered in animal skin, holding a six-foot-long fan.

Nine-Headed Serpent: It has nine heads and is a monster of water and fire. It holds a wheel of sun and moon essence and has water and fire attributes.

Ci Tie: Resembling a water buffalo, with huge horns, jet-black fur, it feeds on iron, carries a spiked club on its shoulder, and possesses immense strength.

Shang Yang: A one-legged bird, dressed in a blue silk robe, playing with a blue jade hairpin in its hand.

Qin Yuan: Resembling a bee, dressed in five-colored clothes woven from the feathers of a primordial spirit bird, holding an embroidery needle in his hand.

Guiche: also known as the Nine-Headed Bird, red in color, resembling a duck, revealing its true form with wingspans of about a hundred feet, wielding a halberd.

At this moment, an incense table was set up in front of everyone, with many offerings on it. Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi immediately addressed the heavens:

"Heaven above, I am Emperor Jun (Donghuang Taiyi) of the Demon Clan. I now wish to establish the Demon Clan. I will be the Demon Emperor (Demon Sovereign), with the Heavenly Court as my foundation, to govern all the demons of the primordial world. I will use the Chaos Bell, the River Chart, and the Luo River Book to suppress the fortune of the Heavenly Court. I hope Heaven will bear witness." After everyone knelt and bowed to the heavens, he shouted loudly, "Demon Clan, rise!"

As soon as he finished speaking, merit descended from the heavens. This merit was much more abundant than when the Dragon and Phoenix clans were first established. Fifty percent went to Emperor Jun and his companion, thirty percent was divided equally among the ten great demons, and the remaining twenty percent went to the demons of the Heavenly Court.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, who had just broken through to the Quasi-Saint realm, immediately rose to the peak of the early Quasi-Saint stage. The cultivation levels of the remaining demon race members all increased, which saved everyone from at least a thousand years of arduous cultivation.

This phenomenon was also seen by the cultivators of the prehistoric world, who were all surprised. They never expected that after the Dragon-Han Calamity, someone would establish a clan and be recognized by the Heavenly Dao.

Many cultivators, though aware of the past conflict between the three races, didn't truly understand the concept of merit, and even those who did didn't know how to acquire it in large quantities. This battle made everyone understand the method for acquiring merit: establishing a group, which, of course, required the approval of the Heavenly Dao.

Feeling the benefits of his merits, Di Jun was overjoyed. His cultivation technique flowed much more smoothly than before, which he attributed to the wonders of good fortune.

After returning to the Lingxiao Palace with everyone, Di Jun sat high on the Nine Dragon Throne, looking down and said, "Gentlemen, although we have established our clan, our demon race is full of arrogant people. If we want to ensure that orders are obeyed, we still need to establish rules and regulations. I wonder if any of you have any ideas?"

Upon hearing Di Jun's question, Ji Meng stepped forward first, clasped his hands in a fist salute to the emperor, and said, "Your Majesty, if you want to make your words lawful, you must appoint titles to the demons, with superiors managing the middle ranks and the middle ranks leading the subordinates."

Only with a clear hierarchy can orders be transmitted to every member of the demon race in the fastest way. Therefore, I humbly request the Demon Emperor to bestow upon us great demons the title of Demon Saint, and below the Demon Saints, to be Demon Kings, and so on, until a group of a thousand is formed.”

After hearing Ji Meng's method, Di Jun immediately felt it made sense. Although this would reduce his power, he only needed to manage the demon saints and demon kings.

Without further ado, he appointed Yingzhao, Bai Ze, and the others as the Ten Great Demon Saints of the Demon Clan. As for the positions below the Demon Saint level, since he had already delegated authority, he should grant them the corresponding rights to choose for themselves.

After finishing these tasks, Di Jun was about to speak when everyone's gaze turned towards the northern part of the prehistoric continent.

"Let's go see what the Witch Clan has come up with this time." He was in high spirits and immediately said to the Ten Great Demon Saints and Donghuang Taiyi.

Meanwhile, on the northern slopes of the primordial wilderness.

A powerful pressure from heaven and earth spread throughout the entire prehistoric world, causing discomfort to all those below the Quasi-Saint level. However, after a few breaths, the pressure suddenly disappeared.

The demon race had just established its Heavenly Court, and now such a powerful aura was emanating from the northern part of the primordial wilderness. The three thousand guests of Zixiao who had listened to the Dao had all felt this aura emanating from Hongjun. Although they couldn't compare to Hongjun, such power was already a threat to them. At this moment, everyone could no longer sit still; they all emerged from seclusion and rushed towards the place where the Wu race was gathered.

Within the territory of the Witch Clan, all twelve Ancestral Witches were pale-faced and panting heavily.

The Wu tribe was naturally aware of Di Jun's establishment of the demon race. However, it just so happened that Hou Tu had emerged from seclusion, and since the demon race was established on the Thirty-Third Heaven, it had little to do with the development of the Wu tribe. After Hou Tu explained the method of setting up the great formation, they began to practice it.

The oppressive aura just now was exerted by them, from the 'Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation' created by Houtu. Once the formation is complete, it can condense the true body of Pangu. However, although the formation is powerful, only Houtu could barely withstand it. The other eleven Ancestral Witches were only at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, and could only maintain it for a few breaths before they could no longer withstand it.

After everyone recovered, Dijiang sighed and said, "Although the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation created by my younger sister is powerful, with our current strength, we can't hold it for long, let alone use it to fight enemies."

Zhu Jiuyin, who was standing nearby, thought for a moment and then laughed, "Hehe... Brother, it seems that we can only make this arrangement when our cultivation levels have all broken through to the Quasi-Saint level, otherwise it will also be a kind of damage to ourselves."

"Second brother, do you already have a solution?" Seeing that Zhu Jiuyin could still laugh in his current state, Dijiang knew that he was usually very resourceful, so he immediately asked him.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Zhu Jiuyin was about to speak when he suddenly sensed many people flying towards their Wu clan's territory. They exchanged glances and immediately headed out of their territory.