The Primordial War: The Symbol Emperor

As Wei Chen rode through the clouds, he discovered that the prehistoric world described in previous prehistoric novels differed greatly from reality.

At least the vastness of the primordial world is beyond description; even an ordinary mountain in the primordial world is too big for him to describe.

Wei Chen saw a waterfall in the mountains, and below the waterfall was a pool of water. Perhaps it could not be called a pool of water, and it would be inadequate to describe its vastness as if it were a sea.

To put it simply, if you threw the Earth into this pond, it wouldn't make a big splash, nor would it scare the fish in the pond.

Wei Chen felt an urge to bang his head against a wall. He was, after all, a Golden Immortal at the early stage, capable of traversing tens of thousands of miles in a second. Yet, after flying for more than an hour, he couldn't even fly over a single mountain.

He couldn't imagine how vast the wilderness was, or how many mountains like these there were.

This is outrageous!

"It seems I'll have to go into seclusion for a while longer. With my current cultivation level, I can't even fly over a mountain. It's so embarrassing!"

Wei Chen suddenly stopped on a giant tree, each of which was taller than Mount Everest and had clouds hanging from it.

"The current wilderness is not suitable for travel..."

During his flight, he discovered a major problem: the spiritual energy in the primordial world was extremely pure, but the laws of the Great Dao were chaotic.

It also carries traces of malevolent energy, which is extremely dangerous. If one absorbs too much of it, exceeding one's own cultivation level, it can cause serious injury or even the destruction of one's foundation, or worse, it can lead to demonic possession, loss of mind, and turning one into a puppet.

"I really don't want to go into seclusion!"

Wei Chen sighed softly. He had no choice but to go into seclusion now! Unless he wanted to die, he had no other option but to obediently go into seclusion.

In the beginning of time, the laws of the universe were in chaos, and malevolent energy permeated the air.

"Wait! The ferocious beasts haven't even been born yet. The evil energy of heaven and earth is rampant, yin and yang are indistinguishable, and the Heavenly Dao is not manifesting. Otherwise, even the tribulation lightning for transformation wouldn't have failed to descend!"

Wei Chen pondered, planning for the future. The primordial world holds great opportunities, but also great calamities. A slight misstep could lead to death or annihilation.

How many remnant souls of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods were reborn in the primordial world?

Why was it only Hongjun who attained the supreme Dao?

All of this demonstrates Hongjun's power and his extraordinary strategic acumen.

So many remnant souls of Chaos Gods perished under Hongjun's schemes, and Weichen did not believe himself to be stronger than the Chaos Gods.

As for scheming and plotting, he's a complete novice when it comes to these things, being a homebody!

"No, I cannot become a stepping stone for all the great gods. I must break through the great calamity and attain the supreme Dao."

"I want to live forever..."

Wei Chen's eyes were firm. This place was different from his previous life; only a few decades had passed in a flash.

In the primordial world, as long as one survives the great calamity, one can attain eternal life, live forever in the world, and roam freely between heaven and earth.

"I must strive hard for immortality!"

Wei Chen felt he couldn't die so pathetically. Immortality—it was something so many people dreamed of but couldn't have. Now the opportunity was right in front of him. If he continued to live a muddled life like in his previous life, he would be letting down the heavens and the earth, and letting down himself.

"Hehehe!" Wei Chen suddenly laughed, for no other reason than this.

Even ferocious beasts haven't been born yet in the primordial world. What other living beings could there be besides him? This is a great opportunity to make a fortune!

However, with the current rampant evil energy, we cannot stay outside for long. We must hurry to find a spiritual treasure and then find a blessed land.

Wei Chen secretly rejoiced. If he hadn't possessed the Innate Dao Talisman, he would never have been able to take human form so early.

"Before all the great gods are born, I should possess all sorts of magical treasures!"

Wei Chen embarked on a treasure hunt, traversing mountains and valleys.

As time passed, Wei Chen's expression grew increasingly grim, his once elegant and gentle demeanor now clouded with gloom. This was not only due to his failure to find the spiritual treasure, but also to the loneliness he had endured for a century.

For a hundred years, he hadn't heard a single insect chirp; one can imagine how lonely he must have felt.

Whenever his Dao heart was about to collapse, he would stop studying the innate Dao talisman and temper his Dao heart, which made his Dao heart more and more solid and resilient.

"Damn it, we've been searching for over a hundred years and haven't found a single hair. Is it just bad luck? Or is it that no magical treasures have ever appeared yet?"

With a gloomy face, Wei Chen continued flying, searching for the spiritual treasure.

He guessed correctly. In the beginning of the world, spiritual treasures had not yet been conceived. Apart from some that were already available, there were no other spiritual treasures.

There are only a few readily available items, such as the four lotus platforms, the Taiji diagram, the Chaos Bell, the Pangu Banner, the God-Slaying Spear, the Qiankun Cauldron, and so on... There are only a dozen or so innate top-grade spiritual treasures and innate supreme treasures.

The primordial world is so vast, how could he possibly find it? Besides, those things all belong to someone else.

Suddenly, Wei Chen stopped in his tracks. His divine sense suddenly swept over a dark iron rock, which was more than two meters long and more than four meters high.

He hurriedly flew over, examined it carefully, and immediately burst into laughter. "Haha! The Primordial Iron Mother! I've finally found something good..."

Although it is not a primordial spiritual treasure, it is in no way inferior to one.

The innate iron mother can nurture innate spiritual treasures that are no less than those born from heaven and earth.

While innate spiritual treasures are valuable, their suitability for you is also important. Each innate spiritual treasure possesses its own unique mysteries, including those related to the Five Elements and Yin-Yang, those related to Heaven, Earth, Wind, Thunder, and Snow, and others related to various laws and principles.

If you cultivate fire-based magic but obtain a water-based spiritual treasure, isn't that like forcing a duck onto a shelf and asking for trouble?

Forcibly using a magical treasure that does not conform to one's own Daoist principles will not only fail to unleash even a fraction of its power, but may also result in a backlash.

Therefore, whatever is good, the best thing is what suits you.

The innate iron mother can be integrated with one's own Daoist essence to condense one's own natal spiritual treasure.

To cultivate a spiritual treasure that is no less powerful than a primordial treasure, one must possess the necessary strength; the stronger one's strength, the more powerful the spiritual treasure one can create.

Wei Chen was overjoyed and put away the Innate Iron Mother. With the Innate Iron Mother, this trip would not have been in vain.

He had been traveling for a hundred years in the primordial wilderness, where evil energy crisscrossed the heavens and earth, and was beginning to feel the strain and was considering retreating.

Having tasted success, Wei Chen decided to search for another one or two hundred years before going into seclusion.

Now is a great opportunity. Once all the great gods emerge and primordial deities roam freely, they will be nowhere to be found.