The Primordial Era: Starting from Being Forced to Become an Apprentice of the Three Pure Ones

At this moment, Taibai has safely returned to Wuyi Mountain.

Wuyi Mountain is separated from the ancestral home of the Wu tribe by endless mountains and rivers.

However, even so, Taibai could still sense that in the far distance, two terrifying forces that could change the color of the heavens and earth were fiercely confronting each other.

Each collision sent ripples through the Wuyi Mountains, causing them to tremble slightly.

If he hadn't laid out layers upon layers of protective arrays beforehand, the creatures in the mountains would have already perished, and the mountains would have collapsed.

"The celestial constellations, the twelve capitals... As expected of a formation that stands at the pinnacle of the primordial world, its power is truly terrifying."

Taibai gazed in the direction of the battlefield, his expression solemn.

However, in the next moment, Taibai's body trembled violently, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked incredulously at the location of the Lich battlefield.

Not only him, but Aoki, who was standing to the side, also frowned, his face full of surprise and doubt.

The aura of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, filled with malevolent energy, vanished without warning.

Meanwhile, the opposing stellar power not only did not weaken, but instead showed signs of rising again.

This means that the barrier that the Wu tribe relied on has collapsed.

At this moment, the ancestral home of the Wu tribe is like an isolated island exposed to a pack of wolves.

However, just as Taibai's thoughts were racing, another strange event occurred above the ancestral temple of the Wu tribe.

"Boom!"

Boundless tribulation clouds gathered instantly, and an unimaginably thick bolt of purple lightning tore through the sky and crashed down.

The lightning was so intense that even from a great distance, Taibai could only see a blazing purple light.

After the thunder, the purple lightning disappeared.

Taibai suddenly realized that the aura of the Zhou Tian Star Array had also vanished into thin air.

"Master...that was...the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning? The battle was about to be decided, why did such divine lightning descend from the sky, forcibly interrupting the fighting?"

Qingmu's cultivation was still shallow, and he could only vaguely sense the existence and demise of auras and the might of heaven. At this moment, he was full of doubts and couldn't help but look at Taibai.

However, although Taibai's cultivation was far superior to Qingmu's, that level of combat was already beyond his comprehension.

Therefore, he was completely clueless about what exactly had happened at the ancestral temple of the Wu tribe.

"I don't know." Taibai slowly shook his head, his brows furrowed.

Based on common sense and vague intuition, the sudden arrival of the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning was likely an act by Dao Ancestor Hongjun to prevent the destruction of the Witch Clan.

But this differs slightly from what he knew of the past.

In his vague recollection, the Dao Ancestor should have appeared directly to mediate, rather than simply and brutally unleashing divine lightning.

There must be a deeper meaning behind this strange occurrence.

Taibai and Qingmu stood there for about fifteen minutes, and the terrifying, world-destroying fluctuations from the distance ceased to be heard.

Just when the two thought that the first war between the lich and the demon was about to end, golden light suddenly burst forth from the heavens, instantly illuminating the entire primordial world.

Amidst the golden light, a grand and peaceful Taoist chant resounded in every corner, calming the restlessness of all things.

"Lying high above the nine heavens, on a futon, I attain the true Dao..."

A figure, holding a whisk, whose Taoist aura blended seamlessly with heaven and earth, quietly descended from the golden light.

Hongjun's gaze swept across the ravaged primordial land, and he said calmly:

"Stop! Look at this primordial world, how it has been ravaged by the conflict between your two races."

He sighed softly, almost imperceptibly, and flicked his whisk lightly.

Without any apparent effort, the mysterious magical power, like a gentle spring breeze and nourishing rain, transformed collapsing mountains and mended severed spiritual veins wherever it passed...

Those sacred mountains and blessed lands destroyed by the aftermath of the great war were restored to their original state at a speed visible to the naked eye with a light sweep of a whisk.

"From this day forward, demons will rule the heavens and witches will rule the earth, each fulfilling their respective duties and none shall overstep their bounds."

For the next 100,000 years, the Lich and Demon races must not wage war again. Those who violate this rule will be struck by divine lightning from the heavens, their bodies and souls annihilated.

After speaking, Hongjun said no more. He closed his eyes slightly, and his figure, along with the golden light, slowly dissipated into the world.

Witnessing all this, Taibai suddenly realized. The previous Purple Heaven Divine Lightning was probably not directly caused by the Dao Ancestor.

Rather, it was because the demon race had transgressed some rule of Heaven, thus incurring the spontaneous punishment of Heaven.

Hongjun Daozu then appeared, merely to restore order, end the nearly out-of-control battle, and repair the world.

"So that's how it is. It's divine retribution, not just simple intervention."

Shortly after the figure of Hongjun Daozu disappeared, auspicious clouds began to appear in various places above the primordial land.

Golden rays of merit descended from the heavens, precisely scattering in one direction after another.

Above Taibai's head, a dense cloud of auspicious clouds gathered, and heavenly merits poured down.

Aoki, standing to the side, could see clearly that his master had simply stood still without making any extra movements, yet he had received divine merit. He couldn't help but feel envious.

The merits that Taibai gained were not because he protected the living beings in the area.

Its true origin lies in the incense-based spiritual practice he previously created.

After this method spread, many cultivators chose to practice this path.

The key to this path lies in gathering the power of incense and vows, which compels practitioners to protect the living beings in the area and accumulate merit and do good deeds.

For this reason, many rogue cultivators fought to protect their followers and territories during this Lich War.

By taking the initiative to resist the aftermath of the conflict, they indirectly protected countless lives and reduced the damage caused by the primordial calamity.

This is precisely why auspicious clouds of merit appeared everywhere in the primordial world.

As the originator and disseminator of this doctrine, Taibai naturally receives a considerable share of the merits bestowed by Heaven.

"Please accept these merits and spiritual fruits, cultivate diligently, and do not slack off."

Taibai used the Treasure-Dropping Coin to convert some of his merits into Merit Coins, and then took out several spiritual fruits from his storage bag and handed them to Qingmu.

With these resources, he believed that Qingmu would likely break through to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm within ten thousand years.

"Aoki thanks you for your kindness, sir!"

"No need for formalities. Your good practice is the greatest reward you can give me."

Taibai nodded slightly, said no more, and with a swift movement, flew to the summit of Wuyi Mountain.

The most urgent matter at hand is dealing with the looming catastrophe that is drawing ever closer to humanity.

He already had a plan in mind: he wanted to use incense offerings to communicate with the divine statues he had erected in the human settlements, using them as a bridge to convey warnings.

At this moment, in the center of the ancestral land of the human race, five divine statues stand.

The two tallest and most majestic figures in the center are Nuwa, the Holy Mother of Humanity, and Laozi, who established the religion of humanity and became a saint.

The three smaller figures on the left and right sides are Taibai and his two attendants, Xiaohei and Qingmu.

Suddenly, the statue of Taibai tilted its head slightly, and a beam of celestial light flashed above its head.

Although the commotion was slight, it was particularly noticeable in the solemn and silent ancestral land, immediately attracting the attention of many humans in the surrounding area.

"Quickly! Go and report to the Three Ancestors! There's something unusual about the statue of our ancestor, Taibai!"

A sharp-eyed human youth was the first to react and cried out.

Upon hearing the news, the three ancestors of the human race and several other human cultivators immediately rushed to the statue.

Seeing that they had all gathered in front of the statue, Taibai activated his mind, and two thick lines of bloody tears slowly flowed from the eyes of the white stone statue that belonged to him.

"The statue weeping blood is a terrible omen!"

A human witnessing this scene was deeply shaken and blurted out...

All the humans present, regardless of their cultivation level, involuntarily knelt down, a chill rising from the depths of their hearts.

Several human cultivators immediately began to calculate with their fingers, attempting to glimpse the secrets of heaven.

However, during the great calamity, the secrets of heaven were chaotic and obscure, and no matter what they did, they were still shrouded in mist.

Suirenshi, Youchaoshi, Ziyishi exchanged a glance with the cultivators.

Suirenshi took a deep breath, stepped forward, and solemnly knelt down before the statue of Taibai, respectfully kowtowing three times.

"May I ask Ancestor Taibai, is a great calamity about to befall our human race?"

If so, we humbly beseech our ancestors to have mercy and grant us, their people, some warning, to guide us on the path ahead!

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood tears in the statue's eyes intensified.