The Heavenly Dragon's Beginning in the Journey Through the Heavens

Led by the First Qilin and the First Dragon, their combined forces arrived at the Phoenix Clan's territory with lightning speed, like a surging torrent.

Their goal was very clear: to cripple the Phoenix Clan and prevent them from becoming the dominant force.

When the allied forces approached the Phoenix Clan's territory, neither side wasted any words and immediately launched into a thrilling battle.

In an instant, shouts of battle, roars, and furious cries resounded through the sky, and the entire world was shaken by this fierce battle.

The two powerful beings, Zulong and Shiqilin, joined forces to restrain Yuanfeng.

Their forces intertwined, forming an unbreakable defensive line that held Yuan Feng firmly in check.

Meanwhile, the other members of the Dragon Clan and Qilin Clan seized this opportunity and launched a fierce attack on the Phoenix Clan without mercy.

Although the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan suffered heavy losses in their previous battles, their close cooperation and mutual support make them a formidable force.

In contrast, although the Phoenix Clan also possessed great strength, they gradually appeared somewhat powerless in the face of such a fierce offensive.

After hundreds of years of fierce fighting, the Phoenix Clan suffered heavy casualties under the combined attack of the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan.

Moreover, their losses were even more severe than the casualties suffered by the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan before.

Seeing his people dying one after another, Yuan Feng, the patriarch of the Phoenix Clan, was finally enraged.

She was the first phoenix born in this primordial world, and her control over fire was unparalleled, making her the ancestor of fire-playing.

At this moment, Yuan Feng's anger erupted like a volcano, and her body was instantly engulfed in raging flames.

The flames were incredibly hot, as if they could burn the entire world.

Once Yuan Feng's anger erupts, the consequences will naturally be devastating.

However, the First Dragon and the First Qilin were not weaklings to be slaughtered; they were also the strongest beings in the world.

As the first dragon born between heaven and earth, the power and majesty of the First Dragon should not be underestimated.

As the first Qilin born in the world, the First Qilin also possessed unique abilities and talents.

Despite the Phoenix Clan suffering heavy losses in this fierce battle, the brief alliance between the Qilin Clan and the Dragon Clan could not be sustained.

Conversely, with the decline of the Phoenix Clan, the conflict between the Qilin Clan and the Dragon Clan gradually surfaced, ultimately leading to the breakdown of the alliance.

Immediately afterwards, the chaotic war between the three races officially broke out.

Originally, with their profound cultivation, they should have been able to remain calm and rational.

However, after a thousand years of fierce fighting, all three races paid a heavy price, with a large number of their people losing their lives in the battles.

At this moment, the calamity energy between heaven and earth had accumulated to its peak, like a surging torrent sweeping across the entire world.

Under the influence of this powerful calamity, the patriarchs of the three clans gradually lost their minds, blinded by endless killing intent and hatred.

In this frenzied state, their behavior became increasingly absurd and irrational.

As time went on, the scope of this great war continued to expand. What was originally a battle involving only the people of the three races had now spread to various forces of the three vassal races.

These forces originally did not want to get involved in this bloody struggle, but with the three clan leaders losing their minds, they were forced to get involved, making the entire battle more chaotic and brutal.

As the dominant powers of this era, the three races had countless vassal races under their command.

It is no exaggeration to say that more than 90% of the creatures in the entire prehistoric world were affected by this earth-shattering war.

Those creatures who were lucky enough not to be directly caught up in the war could only cower in their caves like turtles, living in constant fear.

They didn't even dare to peek out, fearing they might be swallowed up by the flames of war.

Those vassal races who originally intended to take advantage of the chaos and shirk their duties in this war only truly understood what it meant to be powerless after being drawn into the battle.

Watching their people die tragically before their eyes, their fear and anger were instantly ignited, and those who had initially held onto a sliver of hope were forced to rise up in resistance.

Thus, what should have been a war for supremacy among the three races turned into a life-or-death catastrophe that swept across the entire prehistoric world due to the forced involvement of numerous vassal races.

Ninety percent of all living beings were caught up in it, the battle spread to every corner, and the entire primordial world was shrouded in war.

However, the destructive power of battles between cultivators is extremely astonishing.

This protracted war lasted for thousands of years.

It wasn't until the entire primordial world was shattered and devastated that everyone awoke from their daze and realized that the war had brought irreparable disaster to the world.

When the three clan leaders awoke from their daze, they were horrified to find that the entire primordial world had become utterly devastated, as if it had suffered a catastrophic disaster.

Almost all of their clan's experts were killed or wounded, and the once powerful clan is now left with only a handful of survivors.

The vassal races they ruled were in even worse shape; more than 90% of their groups had been wiped out, and there were no more experts above the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal to be found.

Faced with such a horrific scene, the three clan leaders finally realized the enormity of their sins.

They stared blankly at their fallen kin and the destroyed vassal tribes, their hearts filled with regret and self-reproach.

It was at this moment that they clearly knew what they should do next.

Therefore, the three clan leaders made grand vows without hesitation, willing to atone for their sins through their actions.

The First Emperor swore to guard the four seas forever, and that no eons would ever pass through it.

Yuan Feng decided to permanently suppress the Undying Volcano, which would also prevent it from emerging from the immeasurable calamity.

The Primordial Qilin willingly became an auspicious omen for heaven and earth, and it too did not appear for countless eons.

They hoped that by doing so, they could secure a glimmer of hope for the survival of their three races.

Although the Heavenly Dao still had its flaws at this time, it still bestowed merits after the three clan leaders made their grand vows.

This merit was like a clear spring, washing away the sins of the three races and slightly reducing their sins.

However, this insignificant merit is but a drop in the ocean compared to the sins committed by the three races.

Nevertheless, the arrival of merit still means that the three races will not be completely destroyed as a result; at least they retain a glimmer of hope.

The moment the merit descended, the three clan leaders seemed to be of one mind, each transforming into a streak of light and rushing away like shooting stars, flying in three different directions.

The light that the First Dragon transformed into was like a golden lightning bolt, piercing the sky and speeding straight towards the overseas.

The streak of light moved at incredible speed, disappearing into the distant horizon in the blink of an eye, as if it were about to cross an endless ocean in search of a new place to rest.

The stream of light that Yuan Feng transformed into shone with a red glow, like a burning flame, and flew straight toward the Undying Volcano.

The volcano spewed out scorching lava year-round, and the surrounding environment was extremely harsh, but Yuan Feng seemed fearless and resolutely rushed into that sea of ​​fire.

The light that the First Qilin transformed into suddenly dissipated in mid-air, as if it had been swallowed up by some power in the world.

Its figure gradually blurred and eventually disappeared completely into the void, as if it had never existed.