The Primordial War: The Symbol Emperor

The Vermilion Bird soared through the nine heavens, scattering the winds and clouds of the ten directions, and unleashed the World-Destroying Black Flame Domain, obscuring the sun, moon, and stars, like a dark curtain that plunged the clear heavens and earth into darkness.

She was dazzling and became the only divine light in the darkness, swirling and weaving through the night.

"Roar……"

The three beast kings revealed their true forms, roaring angrily. Originally intending to flee, they decided to fight the Vermilion Bird to the death after learning that the treasure had been stolen.

It's so frustrating! They were robbed of their precious treasure and can't even say anything, otherwise the king of the ferocious beast clan will definitely not let them off the hook.

Even though they were beast kings, they could not escape their fate and were destined to be executed.

If it's handed over to the ferocious beast race, then they'll have nothing to do with it. There will be praise, but it won't amount to even one percent of the value of a precious treasure.

It is precisely because of this that they have always kept their treasures hidden, not daring to let anyone know about them.

Now that their precious treasure has been stolen, they know their own limitations, which effectively cuts off their path to enlightenment. If the news leaks out, their deaths will be imminent.

Rather than that, it would be better to fight to the death and rely on billions of ferocious beasts to perhaps kill the Vermilion Bird.

Even at the very least, it could severely injure Suzaku, and if he were to disappear and be exposed later, he could use this to avoid the death penalty.

"Roar……"

The Hellfire Scythe Demon and the Zhaqi organized a massive army of ferocious beasts.

The Sky-Splitting Rhinoceros roared to the sky, its aura ferocious, and black energy billowed around its body.

boom!

The Rending Heaven Rhinoceros was like a furious rhinoceros, soaring straight into the sky, carving a white trail through the void.

"Screech..." The Vermilion Bird cried out, transforming into an arrow, or a long spear, its entire body shimmering with iridescent colors, striking straight down, faster than a flash of light.

boom!

The void exploded, space cracked, and the Sky-Splitting Rhinoceros exploded like a firework, with blood and bones flying everywhere.

"Hmph, courting death." Zhuque's disdainful voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

This is a clash of Daoist divine powers, where everything within oneself is transformed into a single strike. It is the simplest, most direct, and also the most dangerous clash.

One strike decides the outcome.

No one would use their Daoist supernatural powers to clash without being certain of success.

Clearly, Suzaku was absolutely confident that he could kill Rift Heaven Rhinoceros with a single blow.

At this moment, Zhuque's blood was burning and his fighting spirit was boiling. After letting out a cold sneer, he swooped down before the ferocious beasts could form a great formation.

The sky was filled with apocalyptic black flames, which crashed down as if the heavens had collapsed.

Aow... The ferocious beast's screams shook the heavens and earth, like the wailing of a demon.

In this battlefield, the mountains were burned to ashes by the world-destroying black flames, and the long rivers turned into rolling waves of fire.

Whoosh! The Vermilion Bird grabbed a half-beast king with one claw. With a bang, the half-beast king had no ability to resist and was turned into flesh and blood, his soul and spirit destroyed.

The Half-Beast King's physical body, comparable to a mid-grade spiritual treasure, seems terrifying, but it's still insufficient in the face of a true supreme expert. Moreover, it's only comparable, not a true mid-grade spiritual treasure body.

To cultivate a physical body truly like a spiritual treasure, every inch of bone and every piece of flesh must possess the resilience of a spiritual treasure.

Just like Wei Chen, every inch of his flesh and bone is no less than that of a spiritual treasure, and may even surpass it. He is practically a living Dao Fruit; eating him will surely make one a Great Luo Immortal.

However, it is extremely difficult to develop such a physique.

These ferocious beasts are only comparable to spiritual treasures in terms of their outer skin, bones, and cultivation level, and even then, they are only of medium grade.

Even if it's a top-grade item, without corresponding strength, even if the Vermilion Bird can't crush it, it can still shatter it.

Bang bang bang!

The Vermilion Bird weaves through the army of billions of ferocious beasts, unleashing its innate divine power, "Heavenly Claw," crushing each beast to pieces.

Although many of the ferocious beasts were at the Great Luo level, she still managed to kill them with a single blow.

Because a high level of understanding does not necessarily equate to high strength.

For example, a glass of water, a bucket of water, a vat of water, and a pool of water are all water, but the difference in their quantities is obvious.

Moreover, this is not the most obvious difference; the most important thing is one's own path.

To give another example, one cultivates the Way of Ten Thousand Waters, and upon achieving mastery, one becomes like a boundless ocean.

The other path is the Way of Dew, and once mastered, the highest one one can achieve is a small stream.

Such a gap means that even though they are at the same level, one can crush the other however one pleases.

Of course, this difference will only be apparent when one reaches the Great Luo realm and comprehends the laws.

Even among Taiyi Golden Immortals, the gap exists, but it's not so large that one could easily crush a ferocious beast worth billions.

The Vermilion Bird roamed freely, leaving nothing but desolation and destruction in its wake, leaving only piles of white bones behind.

"Roar... Suzaku, you are doomed!"

The Vermilion Bird slaughtered for several hours, turning all the ferocious beasts into skeletons, leaving only the last beast king, the Hellfire Scythe Demon.

It let out its final roar before dying, and was then torn apart by the Vermilion Bird.

The Vermilion Bird collected the blood and bones of the ferocious beasts, as these were all materials for refining magical artifacts. In particular, the blood of the ferocious beasts contained laws, and although it had a malevolent aura, it did not diminish its value.

As long as the flesh and blood of the ferocious beast are buried, and refined by heaven and earth and settled by the years, they can be nurtured into Blood Marrow Law Crystals. If you are lucky, they can even be nurtured into spiritual treasures.

This is why the Vermilion Bird attacked the ferocious beasts; with these Blood Marrow Law Crystals, her Vermilion Bird clan was able to rise rapidly.

For this reason, many people have visited the Blood Sea in the West, including her, Zhuque.

However, they all discovered that the filth, killing intent, malevolent energy, and resentment within the sea of ​​blood were too heavy and too concentrated.

Even if it's buried, there won't be many Blood Marrow Law Crystals, and it will take a very long time, not just a few hundred Yuanhui. There won't be any spiritual treasures either.

Moreover, collecting them is extremely difficult; even a Great Immortal might perish there, let alone collect a large quantity.

No one would be willing to do something so counterproductive.

This also allowed Wei Chen's free-range Blood Sea to escape this calamity.

"After this battle, we don't know how many of our people will survive and return."

Suzaku sighed. Although she had won the battle, she felt no joy, but rather deep sorrow.

She was able to effortlessly slaughter all the ferocious beasts in the area because, firstly, the beasts were unprepared, and secondly, there was no emperor comparable to her.

If the ferocious beasts here are prepared and have set up a large formation, then even Suzaku wouldn't dare to confront them directly and would have to take a detour.

Given this situation, her arrival in the north has been exposed, so how could the ferocious beasts not be on guard?

. . . . . .

The Northwest, the homeland of ferocious beasts.

The ferocious beasts surged like an endless swarm of locusts, trampling the sky. Their terrifying aura shattered the surrounding winds and clouds, causing the void to tremble and emit mournful cries.

"Hahaha! Vermilion Bird, Phoenix, Mermaid, and Northern Star Mother, the four most powerful forces in the primordial world actually dare to attack the north. They're courting death..." The Ten-Faced Beast King stood billions of miles in the sky, letting out a chilling laugh.

Standing alongside the Ten-Faced Beast King were more than twenty other Beast Kings, all of whom let out a chilling laugh, their killing intent boiling over.

"Is there some kind of conspiracy involved?" the Rakshasa Beast King asked.

This is highly unusual. What gives Zhuque and his allies the right to attack the north?

Do you think the beast race is easy to bully?

Impossible. Who in the primordial world didn't know how powerful the ferocious beast race was?

Let alone these four ancient races, even if all the ancient races in the primordial world were combined, they would still be no match for the ferocious beast race.

Only the combined might of all the forces in the primordial world could contend with it.

Otherwise, it's suicide.

Therefore, the Rakshasa Beast King believed that this was a secret conspiracy.

"Hmph, there's bound to be a conspiracy, but so what?" The World-Destroying Beast King sneered. "Under the absolute crushing power of our race, everything is nothing but emptiness."

"Yes, what the World Destroyer said makes sense." The Ten-Faced Beast King nodded in agreement. "No matter what their schemes or tricks are, this time we will make sure they don't leave alive."

"Destroyer of Worlds, Poisonous Heaven, Devourer of Earth, Slaughter, Rakshasa, join me in facing Vermilion Bird and the others head-on. The remaining Beast Kings will lead their people to converge from all directions; I will leave them completely in the North," the Ten-Faced Beast King said grimly.

Its ten faces all wore cruel and bloodthirsty smiles. "The major powers of the primordial world are constantly at odds and cannot unite. As long as they do not unite, they will surely die. Once we kill them, the starry sky, the endless ocean, and the south of the primordial world will be within our grasp."

The five Beast Kings named by the Ten-Faced Beast King are all true invincible rulers, incomparable to the likes of the Hellfire Scythe Demon.

A single one of them is enough to contend with the Vermilion Bird; its power is terrifyingly boundless.

Moreover, there are several other invincible emperors here, capable of contending with any invincible supreme powerhouse in the primordial world.

If Suzaku and the others are surrounded, the situation will be just as the Ten-Faced Beast King said, and Suzaku and the others will have no chance of survival.

. . . . . .

Middle Earth

A majestic mountain range stands tall, with ancient trees reaching for the sky, ethereal clouds drifting by, and divine rainbows appearing everywhere.

There are eight sacred mountains standing in the eight directions, and there is even a sacred mountain that seems to support the sky.

It has formed a pattern of the eight directions and six realms, a pattern of one pillar determining the universe, and has the wonder of gathering the fortune of the eight directions.

This is simply a blessed land reserved for emperors.

Indeed, this is the capital of Emperor Yuansheng.

This sacred mountain that created the heavens should not have existed in the first place, at least not now.

However, ever since Wei Chen disrupted the great trend of the prehistoric world, many similar creation mountains have appeared.

At the summit of the sacred mountain stands a city as radiant as the sun, patrolled by Great Immortals who serve like soldiers in the mortal world. This demonstrates the immense power of the emperor.

Inside the imperial palace, there were three incomparably handsome, dignified, and aloof middle-aged men.

"Hahaha! Zhuque actually dares to go to the north, he's really courting death..." The man sitting on the Nine Dragon Golden Chair laughed loudly.

He is the Emperor, and the two below him are the Four Symbols Saint Lords and the Dao Emperor.

"There's something fishy about this," the Emperor pondered.

"So what? The mermaid, the Northern Star Saint Mother, the Phoenix, the Vermilion Bird, and the others are doomed." The Four Symbols Saint Lord sneered.

Once the invincible king of ferocious beasts arrives, what will Zhuque and the others use to resist? Faced with the ferocious beast race, no one believes that Zhuque and the others can return alive.

"They wouldn't go to their deaths for nothing; they must have something to rely on," the emperor said thoughtfully.

"Rely on?" The Four Symbols Holy Lord scoffed. "Do you mean Emperor Weichen?"

The Emperor shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be. Emperor Weichen's array formation is indeed incredibly powerful, but he has already been exposed. How could the emperor of the ferocious beast race fall into the same trap twice?"

"Furthermore, the Beast King will not allow him to set up such a peerless and deadly formation again. And he is not in the north either."

The three frowned in thought, but none of them could guess what Suzaku and the others' motives were.

"Let's ignore them for now and talk about the distribution!" the Emperor said. Since they couldn't figure it out, they stopped thinking about it; in their eyes, Suzaku and the others were doomed.

When the topic of allocation came up, the men's expressions turned serious, and their eyes burned with fervor.

"Since the Vermilion Bird clan is not in the south, it is practically useless to us." The Emperor asked fervently, "How will Emperor Weichen's treasures be distributed?"

They've started distributing treasures before even meeting the person. Is that arrogance?

Absolutely not.

In their eyes, Wei Chen was not a formidable character; what they feared was Wei Chen's array formations.

They weren't the only ones who thought this way; most of the invincible supreme beings in the primordial world thought the same.

Because Wei Chen didn't have any earth-shattering achievements, all he had was the Dao of Formations.

Although Wei Chen defeated the three strongest Western warriors, that was an event that happened many years ago, and he relied on a powerful formation.

As for Yuan Huang and Tian Huo, although they are both supreme experts, either one of them could deal with the other two.

This is their confidence.

Of course, this is not the only reason why they think Weichen is unacceptable.

They had asked Yuan Huang about Wei Chen's combat strength.

Yuan Huang's answer was vague and ambiguous. He did not say that he was inferior to Wei Chen, but only that he was ambushed.

It wasn't that Yuan Huang didn't want to tell the truth, but if he said that the two of them combined were not as good as Wei Chen, would he still have any face left?

Yuan Huang didn't tell the truth, and Wei Chen didn't have any extraordinary achievements, which led to the Emperor's incorrect assessment of Wei Chen's combat strength. He thought Wei Chen was just average, no different from an ordinary supreme expert.

Therefore, given their power, it is not surprising that they would say such a thing.

"I share the spoils equally with the Four Symbols Holy Lord, as for fellow Daoist..." The Dao Emperor paused here, lost in thought.

The emperor frowned, seemingly torn between two difficult choices. Finally, he spoke, "If you two fellow Daoists help me obtain Wangshu, I can accept a smaller share."

The Four Symbols Holy Lord and the Dao Emperor shook their heads, clearly not accepting the condition.

Who is Wang Shu? What does she represent? They know very well.

Wangshu was born from the supreme and noble Taiyin star, blessed by heaven and favored by the heavens, possessing a high position and a continuous flow of good fortune.

Without having to do anything, Wang Shu receives a continuous stream of merit, and all good fortune gathers in her body.

Of course, that's not the point. No matter how good Wang Shu's life was, it had little to do with them.

The key point is that heaven and earth are in harmony with yin and yang. The moon is yin and the sun is yang. In other words, Wangshu represents the moon and belongs to yin.

If no deity has appeared on the Sun Star, then who is Yang?

Of course, that's not important.

The important thing is who can obtain Wang Shu and share her good fortune and honor.

As long as one unites with Wangshu, it is in harmony with the yin and yang of heaven and earth, bringing great merit and gaining the favor of heaven.

Even if a "Yang" appears, as long as he is killed, he can take Wang Shu's position and reside in the Sun Star, thus becoming the supreme and noble "Yang".

With such immense benefits and an endless flow of good fortune, who could resist?

If the Emperor hadn't discovered Wangshu beforehand, the Four Symbols Holy Lord and the Dao Emperor would never have backed down.

"Hmph, don't forget, even if the Holy Mother of the North Star dies in the North, the Star Clan is not something we can easily manipulate," the Emperor sneered.

"Even if we concede that the Star Clan can be manipulated at will, what about Wang Shu? Would she willingly become our vassal?"

"Regardless of the outcome, fellow Daoist, you can only choose one of the two," said the Four Symbols Saint Lord.

"Indeed, the value of Wangshu is incomparable to that of any supreme treasure," the Dao Emperor said in a deep voice.

Although the chances of getting Wangshu are slim, what if we do get her?

What is the most important thing in cultivating the Tao? Luck? No, above luck there is a position of honor.

Moreover, Wangshu represents a position of great honor.

Those who know about Emperor Jun in later generations will understand that it was a heavenly marriage, and he performed great deeds.

This was only in later times; things are very different now.

A marriage between the living and the dead!

The concept of a yin-yang marriage in later generations fell upon Nuwa and Fuxi. They were both manifestations of yin and yang, capable of bearing the destiny of a yin-yang marriage.

These two are not yet born. Wang Shu belongs to Yin, so if she marries him, the Yin-Yang marriage will naturally belong to Wang Shu.

"Very well! I choose Wangshu," the Emperor said helplessly. If he didn't agree, it was clear that these two wouldn't help him, and might even try to stop him. Therefore, he had no choice but to make this decision.

“But…” the emperor said, his words carrying a hidden meaning.

"Rest assured, we will do our utmost to support you, fellow Daoist."

Dao Huang and the Four Symbols Holy Lord naturally understood what the Emperor referred to.

It's simply that they weren't the only ones who discovered Wang Shu; there were other supreme experts as well.

Previously, Wang Shu had always hidden away to cultivate, and apart from the Star Clan and Wei Chen and others, no one knew of Wang Shu's existence.

Now that Wang Shu has appeared in the Central Plains, it has caused a frenzy among the strongest people from all sides.

If it weren't for the Star Clan's overwhelming power, they would have come knocking on our door directly. Why would we be wasting time arguing here?

"Very good..." The Emperor nodded in satisfaction. The next step was to discuss countermeasures, how to deal with Wei Chen, and how to bring Wang Shu into the harem.