The Primordial Mosquito Dao Chronicle

Logically speaking, there should be many such fighting scenes in the prehistoric world.

After Hongjun explained the Three Corpses Method, it was not surprising that even quasi-saints could fight each other. Mosquito Daoist encountered many of them when he went to Wuzhuang Temple, and he saw them again on his way back this time.

The reason he stopped upon seeing this person was simply because the other person looked remarkably like Kunpeng. Yet, he was not Kunpeng; this person only possessed the cultivation level of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, which greatly puzzled him. If he didn't know that Kunpeng seemed to have no descendants, he would have even suspected that this person was his descendant.

Of course, that's impossible, even if he's a descendant of Kunpeng. He wouldn't allow someone with only Golden Immortal cultivation to fight against the Witch Clan; that would be suicidal.

Everyone in the primordial world knows that the Wu tribe is powerful, and Kunpeng would never do something so foolish.

Seeing this, Mosquito Taoist decided not to watch the fight continue and immediately landed on the ground.

Upon arriving before the crowd, the man was dressed in a golden immortal robe, which gave him a somewhat heroic air. However, a murderous aura lingered between his brows, adding a touch of sinister intent to his handsome face.

Upon seeing the newcomer land, but unable to discern his cultivation level, the group immediately realized that the person before them was not someone they could provoke, and they all ceased fighting.

"Senior, what are your orders?" Several members of the Wu clan, seeing him staring at his opponent without saying a word, immediately stepped forward and asked.

Their words were full of respect. Although their Wu clan was powerful in the prehistoric world, they knew that if they were to disrespect those powerful beings, they would still face death.

Mosquito Taoist pondered for a while before realizing a possibility: this person must be a descendant of the phoenix, the 'Great Roc'.

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Before the Phoenix Lord suppressed the Undying Volcano, he led the few remaining members of his clan to live in seclusion in a deep mountain adjacent to the Undying Volcano, which he named 'Phoenix Perching Mountain'.

Although the Dragon and Phoenix clans have withdrawn from the prehistoric stage, neither of the Phoenixes can swallow this humiliation. While the Dragon clan also lives in seclusion, they can still travel across the four seas and bring rain to various parts of the prehistoric world. However, their Phoenix clan was afflicted by demonic energy, and many died after their return, now almost facing extinction.

The dragon race was responsible for this phenomenon, and thus he constantly plotted revenge, yet he had sworn an oath to the Heavenly Dao to forever suppress the immortal volcano. Over time, this matter was buried deep within his heart.

Until one day, the Phoenix Mother laid two eggs. Although both eggs were extraordinary, one possessing the innate five elements and the other the innate yin and yang energies, they were also shrouded in malevolent energy. It was immediately clear that the two eggs were not descendants of the phoenix, which truly left her at a loss.

Little did she know that this situation arose because during the Great Tribulation, the Phoenix Mother was also possessed by demonic energy and entangled by malevolent energy, resulting in the birth of two mutated eggs as her offspring.

Upon witnessing this, a thought deeply buried within Fengzu resurfaced: to take revenge on the Dragon Clan. He immediately ordered someone to take the two eggs away and let them hatch on their own, so as not to violate the oath of Heaven. However, before they left, he implanted a thought into the eggs: that the Dragon Clan was the two's natural enemy.

As predicted, when the two eggs were born, neither of them was a phoenix.

One was a five-colored peacock, and the other was a golden-winged roc.

From birth, both were surrounded by malevolent energy and had no cultivation techniques; only killing could increase their power. Thus, they caused boundless carnage in the prehistoric world. Later, during a battle with the dragon race in the East Sea, they were defeated and scattered, fleeing to the prehistoric land.

After that, the peacock disappeared without a trace, while the roc continued to wreak havoc in the prehistoric world.

Although the prehistoric world was not yet occupied by the Wu Clan, members of the Wu Clan were frequently seen. Dapeng knew that his strength was insufficient and would not easily confront the Wu Clan. However, this time, due to a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure, and although he had innate supernatural abilities, he did not possess a powerful spiritual treasure, which led to the scene before him.

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When asked by the Wu Clan members, Mosquito Daoist did not answer. Although the Wu Clan occupied the prehistoric world, it had no effect on him, especially since they were several Wu Clan members who were Taiyi Golden Immortals.

Finally, he said to Dapeng, "I am the Northern Daoist of the Netherworld Blood Sea. Would you be willing to become my disciple?"

The reason he wanted to take Dapeng as his disciple was because he saw that Dapeng had extraordinary potential. He knew how powerful Kong Xuan's Five-Colored Divine Light was, and he didn't believe that Dapeng's Yin and Yang energies were useless. It was probably also because no one had taught him.

Upon hearing this, Dapeng's face immediately lit up with joy, and he knelt down, saying, "Disciple Jinpeng greets Master."

Dapeng wasn't a brainless person. The opportunity to become a disciple of a powerful figure was a rare and precious thing. He had been wandering around outside for so many years, always living in fear. He didn't want to live a life of killing every day.

"Get up." With that, he waved his hand and lifted Jinpeng up. Thinking about it, the name was quite fitting. Then he noticed a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure floating in the air not far away.

"Congratulations, senior, on acquiring such a fine disciple. We are willing to offer this treasure to you." Several members of the Wu Clan immediately spoke up upon seeing the other party's gaze. They had no choice; the other party's cultivation was far superior to theirs. If they were to be so foolish as to still want it, they would be courting death.

Mosquito Taoist waved his hand, "Today is the day I accept disciples, so I will not compete with you. I will give this treasure to you."

Upon hearing this, the group was overjoyed. They hadn't expected there to be such kind people in the prehistoric world. Although the person might not be interested, they were invaluable treasures to them.

“Master, I was born with a murderous aura, which can only be countered by killing. As time went on, the murderous aura grew stronger and stronger, and sometimes I couldn’t control it. I was afraid that it would bring trouble to our sect.” Jin Peng said as he watched the Wu Clan members leave. This was something he had always been worried about. He then told them about some things that had happened to him since his birth.

"You need not worry about this. I have a way to resolve this matter." With that, he waved his hand, and a twelve-petaled Pure White Lotus appeared in his hand.

"This item is the twelfth-grade Pure White Lotus, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. I bestow it upon you. Keep it on your person often, and soon the evil energy on your body will be purified by it."

Since he has taken Jinpeng as his disciple, he can naturally see his current situation and has many solutions. Kuzhu can solve this problem.

But since he had already been accepted as a disciple, he would have to give him a spiritual treasure for protection. So he immediately gave him the Twelve-Petaled Pure White Lotus, which also had the effect of purifying malevolent and evil energy, making it perfect for Jinpeng.

"Thank you, Master." Jin Peng immediately knelt down. This was a top-grade innate spiritual treasure! He had risked his life for a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure, but his master had given it away to someone else because he didn't even want it. Now, he had produced an innate treasure. This made him very emotional.

"Let's go." With that, the two of them picked up the golden roc and flew towards the sea of ​​blood.

Mosquito Taoist has no shortage of innate spiritual treasures, let alone acquired ones, but that doesn't mean he wouldn't take them even if he came across them. However, he'll let it go today; those few members of the Witch Clan are somewhat perceptive, so giving them some wouldn't be a problem.