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

Taibai withdrew his Taiqing Immortal Technique and no longer concealed his true nature, allowing the Azure Eagle Demon to see his true origins.

The eagle demon couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance; only the most instinctive word "escape" remained in its mind.

However, is Li Bai the type of person who would leave easily after being provoked?

Watching the fleeing gray figure, Taibai's eyes were indifferent. He raised his right hand, pointing it in the direction the Azure Eagle Demon had fled, his five fingers like hooks, and made a grasping motion in mid-air.

The magical power, mixed with the essence of Geng metal, transformed into a giant "hand" that suddenly closed.

"what!"

The eagle demon cried out, but before it could resist, it was grabbed by Taibai.

Taibai stared at the eagle demon, his eyes unleashing a murderous aura and the power of the Three Pure Ones' immortal techniques without reservation.

"I'm giving you two choices. First, condense all your magical power and insights into the demon core; you might even have a chance to reincarnate someday. Second, perish completely, body and soul!"

The Azure Eagle Demon is no ignorant little demon; having struggled and fought in the primordial world for so long, it is quite a figure.

When the Azure Eagle Demon saw the Three Pure Ones Immortal Technique clearly, his pupils shrank to a point, and he trembled uncontrollably.

This time he really messed up.

What made him even more desperate was that he saw unwavering killing intent in the cold eyes opposite him.

After all, the other party's backer is the Three Pure Ones, and they are not afraid of their Demon Court.

As for himself, he was just a Golden Immortal Demon General who had deliberately provoked trouble. Even if he died, the Demon Court would not offend the Three Pure Ones at the same time.

"Fellow Daoist, can you truly grant this humble Daoist the chance of reincarnation?"

"I have no reason to lie to you. After you die, your soul can wander in the Netherworld Blood Sea, and you will be reincarnated in less than a million years."

"Man is the butcher, I am the fish on the chopping block." Upon hearing this, the Azure Eagle Demon gathered all its magical power and continuously channeled it into its demon core.

The cultivation of demons is largely based on demon cores.

Therefore, the process of the Azure Eagle Demon transmitting magic power and laws is not complicated.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the cultivation that the Azure Eagle Demon had painstakingly cultivated had been completely forced into that demon core.

Without any mercy, the instant the battle ended, Taibai reached out with his left hand, plunging it into the Azure Eagle's demonic energy sea and pulling it outwards.

He forcibly pulled out a demon core.

With the demon core separated from its body, the remaining shell of the Azure Eagle Demon slumped down, its life force extinguished.

Taibai opened his palm and examined the demon core, but still sighed softly.

Although this kind of demon core is rare, it only contains the law of speed and does not contain any insights into the laws of the five elements.

"Never mind, it's not bad to give it as a reward to a disciple or junior brother later."

After acquiring the demon core, Taibai spread his divine sense outwards, extending it towards the East Sea.

Taibai had no intention of taking a detour; the shortest route was the Lich battlefield where a bloody battle had just broken out.

He silently extended his divine sense over the area to observe whether the two races were still fighting.

However, when his divine sense reached the battlefield between the two races, the signs of the demon race's defeat were already very obvious.

At low altitudes and on the sea, only scattered figures of resistance and escape remained; the vast majority of the demon race had already been killed or scattered.

Only at the highest point of the battlefield, the two massive energies continued to collide wildly.

For a time, the great shaman was unable to subdue the demon god and was even showing signs of falling into a disadvantageous position.

"Hiss, we still have to take the long way around."

Just as this thought crossed his mind, his divine sense suddenly trembled.

At the Lich battlefield, a flash of light streaked across the battlefield, and in a single exchange, the demon god lost his life.

Before Taibai could even see who it was, his divine sense was crushed and dissipated by a brute force.

He immediately realized that the newcomer must be an Ancestral Witch, and that his cultivation level was definitely that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

He was about to fly away, but as soon as he moved, he froze, unable to move his legs at all.

Before he could struggle, a cold female voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Where are you going? You see me, aren't you going to say hello? That's really rude of you."

Taibai turned his head and saw a person dressed in black robes that trailed on the ground, with silver hair like a waterfall, and eyes that sparkled between her fair skin and jade-like bones. She was truly a woman of unparalleled beauty.

Looking at the beautiful woman with a slender figure in front of him, he couldn't help but feel his heart flutter.

"The female ancestral witch should be Houtu. It's a good opportunity to befriend her for future protection."

Thinking this to himself, Taibai took a step back, bowed, and said:

"I am Taibai, a disciple of the Three Pure Ones, paying my respects to the Ancestral Witch Houtu. I have only stumbled into the battlefield of witches and demons by mistake, please forgive me, Ancestral Witch."

However, the ancestral witch in front of him did not say anything after hearing Taibai's words, but only lingered on him for a moment.

The next instant, the restraint that had pinned him to the spot suddenly vanished.

Taibai felt lighter and regained his mobility, but the cold expression on the other person's face remained unchanged.

"You've misunderstood. I am not Houtu, but the Ancestral Witch Xuanming!"

Upon hearing that the other party was not Houtu, Taibai's heart sank instantly.

Of the twelve ancestral witches, only Houtu was peaceful and disliked fighting; the rest were all warlike.

The name Xuanming represents extreme cold and desolation.

Upon this thought, Taibai felt a chill run down his spine, and his whole body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

"Senior Xuanming, my master and the Ancestral Witches are of the same family, and I am a stone spirit in human form, not a demon. May I ask if you would allow me to leave?"

"Well, whether you are a disciple of the Three Pure Ones still needs to be verified, so you should come back to the Witch Clan tribe with me."

"Senior, I am not a beast with fur and horns..."

Before Taibai could finish explaining, Xuanming used magic to gag him.

After Xuanming collected the corpse of the Azure Eagle Demon, he flew towards the Witch Clan tribe with Taibai.

Although the Ancestral Witches often appeared reckless, they were by no means unwise.

Xuanming could sense a certain Daoist charm in the flow of magical power within Taibai's body, clearly indicating that he possessed a lineage.

However, she had no dealings with the Three Pure Ones and was not familiar with their magical characteristics, so it was difficult for her to determine whether this aura truly originated from those three.

Furthermore, Taibai's mastery of the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill is still shallow, and his unique profound skill aura is almost completely covered by the Geng metal energy, making it even more difficult to identify.

Killing him outright would be easy, but if this boy is truly a disciple of the Three Pure Ones, then the Witch Clan would be an insurmountable enemy.

But letting him go directly is impossible; what if this person is a spy from the demon race?

Therefore, Xuanming chose to take Taibai away first.

Before long, Taibai was taken to the Wu tribe by Xuanming.

Before Taibai could even see his surroundings clearly, Xuanming led him directly into a deep, downward passage.

The dungeon was dimly lit, with only a few dim, flickering lamps on the walls providing some illumination.

As soon as Taibai stepped inside, he immediately felt his magical power become sluggish and heavy, unable to mobilize even the slightest bit.

Xuanming was used to this. She walked to a fence, raised her hand, and runes flowed, silently opening the prison door.

Then, with a casual wave of her hand, Taibai was gently thrown into the cage.

"This is where you are being held. You shall stay here for now."

Inside the cell, the only furnishings were dry grass and rotten wood against the wall.

The only faint light came from the candlesticks embedded in the stone wall.

The only "companion" was the silent figure curled up in the corner.

Taibai looked around the dimly lit cage, feeling resentful. He gripped the bars with both hands and raised his voice to Xuanming's retreating figure, asking:

"Senior Ancestral Witch! May I ask... how long will this humble Taoist be imprisoned here?"

Xuanming did not turn around; only his clear, calm voice, accompanied by an empty echo, came from the other end of the deep passageway:

"I will personally send someone to Kunlun Mountain to contact the Three Pure Ones; a response is certain within a thousand years!"

Taibai froze on the spot, his hand gripping the railing slowly slipping down.

He had considered all sorts of possibilities, but he never expected such a "business-like" and "inefficient" approach.