The Primordial Mosquito Dao Chronicle

"These three items are the Phoenix Wing Purple Gold Crown, the Chainmail Golden Armor, and the Lotus Silk Cloud-Walking Shoes. They are all top-grade acquired spiritual treasures, and together they are comparable to top-grade innate spiritual treasures."

Then he pointed to an iron rod he had found on Buzhou Mountain: "This rod is a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure called the 'Qiankun Yiqi Rod,' which can be the size you wish and weighs 18,000 jin. Take it for self-defense."

Lu Er excitedly accepted the four spiritual treasures, things he, a novice cultivator, had never even dared to dream of before, and quickly expressed his gratitude.

Back in his cave, Mosquito Daoist was somewhat helpless. He didn't have many innate spiritual treasures, and no matter how powerful the acquired spiritual treasures he refined were, they couldn't compare to innate spiritual treasures.

This time, we didn't get many innate spiritual treasures. It seems that searching everywhere is limited. I wonder where Hongjun got the Qiankun Cauldron. If we had gotten it before him, wouldn't we have as many innate spiritual treasures as we want?

He shook his head and continued refining the Blood God Seed; the safety of the main base was of paramount importance. He needed to quickly set up the Blood Sea, as the resentment above it had increased significantly recently, the infighting among the hundred races had intensified, and the Dragon-Han Calamity was not far off.

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In the far west, at the foot of a remote mountain, deep underground, spanning hundreds of thousands of miles, palaces gathered, and the underground space was surrounded by darkness, where figures moved about, though their appearances were all strange and bizarre, and pairs of eyes emitted a cold, eerie light.

In the center of the palace complex, a grand hall exudes an eerie atmosphere, with demonic mist shrouding the sky.

In the center of the main hall, on a black lotus platform, sat a man in black robes, surrounded by four swords. His hands moved swiftly, refining the essence, blood, malevolent energy, and resentment of countless races after their deaths into his swords.

As the black-robed man refined more and more, the speed at which he formed hand seals increased, and the four swords spun rapidly around him.

Until the black-robed man cast the final spell, the four swords ceased to operate. However, each sword still emitted a cold, chilling aura, and its blade was surrounded by a murderous aura, making it difficult for anyone below the Golden Immortal level to approach within ten feet.

After the murderous aura subsided, the man in black sheathed his four swords, revealing a pair of deep, cold eyes. He was Luo Hou, looking at the many demons kneeling below.

"Greetings, Demon Lord. Currently, among the hundred races of the primordial world, the Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, and Qilin Clan are the most powerful. It is estimated that it will not be long before a three-way balance of power is formed," a long-haired, four-legged, dog-like demonic beast stepped out from below and respectfully addressed Luo Hou.

Luo Hou glanced down and said calmly, "The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation was formed by Pangu creating the world, with four of the three thousand eight hundred strands of primordial purple energy merging with four axe lights. I need more baleful energy to refine it so that the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation can be flawless. Once the three races are in opposition, Chaos, you, Jinhou, and Dukui should arrange for people to enter the three races to provide support, while Taotie will stay in the west to mediate and make the three races bleed to death."

The demons below kowtowed repeatedly in agreement, but when they looked up, Rahu was nowhere to be seen.

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On the other side of the primordial wilderness, except for a few places such as the west and the Blood Sea, the conquest has also temporarily come to an end.

After tens of thousands of years of fighting, the Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, and Qilin Clan gradually emerged as the most prominent of the primordial races.

With the blessing of good fortune, the Ancestral Dragon, Phoenix Lord, and Qilin Ancestor have advanced their cultivation to the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. After enjoying the benefits of this enhanced fortune, they plan to unify the territories they have occupied for many years.

On this day, the dragon clan offered countless sacrifices, burned incense, and prayed to the heavens.

"Heaven above, I am the Ancestral Dragon of the Dragon Clan, desiring to unify the four seas, lead the Scaled Armor Clan, and suppress the four seas. My Dragon Clan is the master of the Scaled Armor Clan. From this day forward, I pray to Heaven that the Scaled Armor Clan will cease its internecine warfare. May Heaven bear witness." As soon as he finished speaking, merit descended from the heavens. The Ancestral Dragon received five-tenths of the merit, instantly breaking through to the early stage of Quasi-Saint. The remaining two layers fell among the dragons of the Dragon Clan, and the other three layers descended upon all members of the Scaled Armor Clan.

Seeing that the Ancestral Dragon had broken through to the Quasi-Saint level and witnessed the benefits of Heavenly Merit, the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan followed suit. Shortly after the Ancestral Dragon's breakthrough, they prayed to Heaven.

"Heaven above, I am the Qilin Ancestor of the Qilin Clan, and I wish to unify the beast races. My Qilin Clan is the master of the beast races of the primordial world. From this day forward, I pray to Heaven that the beast races will cease their mutual attacks. May Heaven bear witness."

"Heaven above, I am the Phoenix Lord of the Phoenix Clan, and I wish to unify all birds. My Phoenix Clan is the master of all birds in the primordial world. From this day forward, I pray to Heaven that all birds will cease their mutual attacks. May Heaven bear witness."

Just as the two clans finished their prayers, Heaven bestowed merit upon them, and both the Phoenix Lord and the Qilin Ancestor entered the early stage of Quasi-Sainthood.

In the primordial north, lies the Netherworld Blood Sea.

A thousand years later, Mosquito Taoist finally refined the Blood God Child and set up the Blood Fiend Array with the 'Northern True Martial Black Carved Flag' as the array core.

As the great formation closed, the sea of ​​blood surged and the rare and exotic beasts raised on Xiaoyao Island seemed to be frightened and prostrated themselves on the ground.

From the outside, the Sea of ​​Blood looks the same as before, but if you try to explore it with supernatural powers, it will be completely obscured.

Styx and Lu Er stood at a distance, waiting for the great formation to close. Just as they were about to speak, they heard the voices of the dragon, phoenix, and qilin praying to the heavens.

Styx asked in confusion, "Brother, what's going on?" Lu Er also looked bewildered.

"A great calamity is imminent. Do not go out during this period. The greatest calamity in the history of the primordial world is about to erupt." After saying this, he sighed and returned to his cave.

The so-called Great Tribulation is something that Mosquito Daoist is powerless to change. Even if he had the ability, he wouldn't stop it. He's not a saint. His greatest advantage is understanding the direction of the situation. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to obtain a Primordial Treasure. What he thinks about most is how to gain benefits during the Great Tribulation.

In the chaotic void, inside a palace.

An old man held a broken jade disc in his hands, his fingers flying as if he were calculating something. After a long while, he sighed softly, "The great calamity is coming, and the time for me to become a saint has arrived."

Then he looked westward and muttered to himself, "Demon Lord, let's see who goes further first." After saying that, he stood up and disappeared from the hall.

It is said that the three races of dragon, phoenix, and qilin, after each had a quasi-saint powerhouse in charge, became even more powerful. In the early stages, they lived in peace, but each ran rampant in their own territory. Before long, they unified the territories of all the races.

In a cave in the primordial world, this is the residence of the third elder of the Qilin clan.

On this day, the Third Elder's page entered through the gate. Just as the Third Elder was distracted, the page suddenly attacked, killing him with a single punch. Then, the page transformed into a large bird that looked like a chicken and cried like a phoenix, laughing as it flew away.

The Qilin clan chief, seeing the true spirits of the three elders before him, was instantly enraged. He immediately sent people to the Phoenix clan to demand an explanation, but they were severely injured by a flying bird on the way.

Such scenes occurred frequently among the three races, eventually escalating until a dragon prince was killed by a beast, prompting the dragon race to summon the scaled armor race to attack the beast race.

Upon seeing the Dragon Clan's attack, the Qilin Clan immediately summoned their subordinates and charged towards the enemy. The Phoenix Clan was subsequently drawn into the fray as well.

Over the years, under the lingering influence of the quasi-saints of various races, the three races have developed an unruly and arrogant personality, acting as if they are the most important person in the world and the third most important person in the world. How could they tolerate being bullied by others?