"Fellow Daoist, what do you think of the Primordial Land now?" Hongjun did not directly answer Taichu's question, but instead changed the subject, posing this question.
"I think it's quite good. At least before the Calamity descends, the Primordial Land is peaceful." Taichu muttered to himself, unable to guess what Hongjun was up to, wondering why he suddenly asked for his opinion on the Primordial Land.
The Dragon Han Calamity was already a thing of the past. As long as he cultivated diligently in the future and successfully achieved a Breakthrough to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Realm.
After the next Witch-Demon Calamity ends, Hunyuan Golden Immortals of his Realm would be able to stay out of the Calamity, and then he could live freely and be an unrestrained immortal.
In Taichu's opinion, there was nothing to be dissatisfied with about the current Primordial Land.
"I, however, find it unsatisfactory." Hongjun gently shook his head, denying it.
Upon hearing this, Taichu's expression instantly changed. At this juncture, such words could not be spoken carelessly!
He couldn't help but secretly speculate: "Could it be that Hongjun was stimulated by something and also wants to initiate a reform in the Primordial Land?"
Hongjun didn't notice the change in Taichu's expression and continued to speak to himself: "In my opinion, the Primordial Land should not be like this. The path of cultivation for all living beings in the Primordial Land is now rugged and extremely difficult, and I can clearly perceive that the Heavenly Dao is incomplete."
"Boss, please stop talking. I'm just an insignificant Grand Unity Golden Immortal. These words are not something I can just listen to casually." Taichu felt his scalp tingle, and he didn't feel well at all.
He knew in his heart that the Heavenly Dao was not perfect, or rather, no ten things in the world could be perfect.
But this matter was something everyone knew, and to say it openly, wasn't that openly provoking the Heavenly Dao?
As expected, as soon as Hongjun uttered these words, countless Zixiao Divine Thunder instantly emerged in the Void Realm, the lightning flashing with terrifying power.
However, Hongjun's Karma was profound and accumulated countless, these Zixiao Divine Thunder hovered in the air for a long time, yet they could not fall, unable to harm him in the slightest.
Hongjun looked up at the lingering Zixiao Divine Thunder in the sky, frowned slightly, and said with displeasure, "Noisy! My affairs are not for you to interfere with."
After saying that, he casually grasped the air, and those Zixiao Divine Thunder instantly dissipated, as if they had never appeared.
"I thought Hongjun, as the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, should be the most compliant with the Heavenly Dao. I didn't expect him to be someone with a rebellious bone." Taichu looked at the dissipated Zixiao Divine Thunder and couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.
"Fellow Daoist should know that nothing in the world is absolutely perfect, even..." Taichu glanced upwards, not daring to directly say the words "Heavenly Dao," but only hinting at it subtly.
"But the Heavenly Dao concerns the rise and fall of the entire Primordial Land. I hope it can be as perfect as possible. Fellow Daoist, do you think this can be achieved?" Hongjun asked, full of unwillingness.
"Uh... This question is too difficult to answer." Taichu was regretting it immensely at this moment. He really shouldn't have gotten involved in this mess. Hongjun's question was simply absurdly blasphemous.
Hongjun actually tried to change the Heavenly Dao, this idea was simply preposterous.
However, if what Hongjun said was true, then in his previous life, Hongjun's transformation of the Heavenly Dao likely ended in failure, resulting in the fragmentation of the entire Primordial Land, the dimensional reduction of the world, and even the advent of the Age of Dharma Decline.
But Taichu dared not reveal a single word of these things.
"Fellow Daoist, do you think you can change the Primordial Land and perfect the Heavenly Dao?" Taichu knew the result of Hongjun's attempt, and since Hongjun had always treated him well, he thought of persuading Hongjun to abandon this idea.
Hongjun heard this, shook his head, and frankly said, "I'm not sure, but I want to try."
"This path is destined to be full of thorns. Once you make a wrong step, there will be no turning back. Moreover, you have already opened up your own Dao. Do you really want to abandon your current achievements and embark on this path full of unknowns and hardships?"
"The path is created by people. Since I can create the Dao of Three Corpses, then I can also step on other unconventional paths. The Heavenly Dao is incomplete, so I will complete it.
I want to explore a completely different path of cultivation for all living beings. Even if I fail, I believe that future generations will surely take over my mission and continue to move forward."
"All living beings suffer, I will save myself." When Hongjun said this, his eyes became even more resolute. These words were both for Taichu and to strengthen his own heart.
"Alas, Fellow Daoist has great righteousness, I am ashamed of myself." Taichu knew that a person with such firm will as Hongjun, once he made up his mind, would not easily change it.
He secretly pondered in his heart: "It seems that even without the entanglement of Western Karma, Hongjun would ultimately choose to integrate with the Dao."
Taichu and Minghe exchanged glances, both with solemn expressions, and bowed deeply to Hongjun.
"Two Fellow Daoists, there is no need to be so polite. This is the Dao I have chosen. For the Dao, everything is worth it." Hongjun's mind was made up at this moment, his heart was no longer confused, and a relieved smile gradually appeared on his face.
"Two Fellow Daoists have helped me greatly this time, and I will surely repay you." After saying that, Hongjun waved his hand, and instantly tens of thousands of Spirit Treasures appeared in the Void Realm. All of these Spirit Treasures were Medium Grade or above, radiating treasure light, illuminating the surroundings in a kaleidoscope of colors.
"Hiss--" Taichu and Minghe gasped, even though they already knew Hongjun had a rich family background, they were still deeply shocked to see the sky full of Spirit Treasures.
Taichu couldn't help but click his tongue: "Hongjun is too rich. I even suspect that the Spirit Treasures accumulated by the Three Clans combined cannot compare to his alone."
"Let's go with this one." Taichu's gaze swept across the many Spirit Treasures, finally settling on an ancient cauldron.
This cauldron was the Innate Spirit Treasure, Universe Cauldron, the companion Spirit Treasure of Daoist Qiankun, possessing the miraculous ability to reverse Acquired objects into Innate ones.
"Good, this Universe Cauldron will be given to Fellow Daoist. I hope Fellow Daoist will not let it down." Hongjun gently raised his hand, and the Universe Cauldron steadily landed in front of Taichu.
Minghe searched among the Spirit Treasures for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed to a broken formation chart, saying, "I want this one."
"Are you sure, Fellow Daoist?" Hongjun looked at Minghe with a slight surprise.
Seeing Minghe's choice, Taichu couldn't help but persuade him, "Brother, why don't you choose another one?" What Minghe had set his eyes on was the already broken Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Chart.
However, this formation chart was now on the verge of breaking after Luo Hou's self-detonation.
"No, I think it suits me best." Minghe shook his head, his attitude firm.
"Since that's the case, this Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Chart will be given to Fellow Daoist. I hope Fellow Daoist can make the best use of it." Seeing Minghe's mind was made up, Hongjun said no more and sent the broken formation chart to Minghe's side.
"Two Fellow Daoists, the time has come. We shall meet again." Hongjun took a deep look at Taichu and Minghe, and his figure slowly floated upwards.
Taichu understood in his heart that Hongjun had already chosen the path of integrating with the Dao, and at this moment, he was going to the Heavenly Dao.
"Fellow Daoist Taichu, although I don't know your origin, I see hope in you.
That is not only my hope, but also the hope of the entire Primordial Land.
Therefore, I hope Fellow Daoist can adhere to your original intention.
The Dao I have chosen now allows no selfishness, and the Heavenly Dao is also like this.
If one day, I or the Heavenly Dao, out of selfishness, do something that harms the Primordial Land, I hope Fellow Daoist will prioritize the overall situation of the Primordial Land."
Just before disappearing, Hongjun transmitted a message to Taichu, solemnly entrusting him.
"I can perish, and the Heavenly Dao can also be destroyed, but the Primordial Land must never fall."
"Daoist Hongjun, such a heavy responsibility, I'm afraid I can't bear it." Taichu felt bitter in his heart upon hearing this entrustment.
As Hongjun departed, Taichu clearly perceived the changes in the world.
The Heavenly Dao began to automatically repair the damage caused by this Calamity.
And the Dragon Clan, Phoenix, and Qilin Clan, as the main protagonists of this Calamity, their glorious era had already ended.
Now, a new era belonging to these Innate Sacreds officially began.
"Let's go. The matter here is settled. We should also return to Wuzhuang Temple and return Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi's Earth Book to him." Taichu withdrew his gaze, took Minghe, turned around, and left Mount Sumeru.
"Fellow Daoist, I owe you a great favor this time." Zhenyuanzi looked at Taichu and Minghe with sincere gratitude.
Taichu waved his hand and responded with a smile, "If anyone should be thanking, it should be us two brothers thanking you.
If Fellow Daoist hadn't trusted us and generously lent us the Book of the Earth, this matter wouldn't have been possible."
"Alright, alright, all of you have now broken through to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal Realm, have you ever considered this poor soul?" At this moment, Hongyun, who was standing nearby, joked with a grin, then changed the subject, "Speaking of which, Zhenyuanzi, I remember your Ginseng Fruit Tree should be ripe, right? For such a joyous occasion, shouldn't you bring some out for everyone to taste?"
At this moment, among everyone present, only Hongyun had yet to Breakthroug to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal.
However, Hongyun didn't care about this at all, which was closely related to his Heart-Nature and the Great Dao he Cultivated.
Hongyun Cultivated the extremely rare Carefree Dao, which emphasized following one's heart and nature, doing everything freely and spontaneously. This was why others saw him as unrestrained.
Zhenyuanzi ignored Hongyun's antics, turned to look at Taichu and Minghe, and said enthusiastically, "Two Fellow Daoists have come at just the right time. My Ginseng Fruit has just borne fruit. I'll go pick a few now."
With that, he turned and walked towards the Ginseng Fruit Tree outside the hall.
"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, in my opinion, your cultivation is not far from Breakthrough. Now that the tribulation has passed and the world has returned to clarity, I believe you will Breakthrough soon." Taichu sensed the Qi on Hongyun's body and comforted him gently.
Hongyun shook his head indifferently and smiled, "No worries, Breakthrough cannot be rushed. However, Fellow Daoist, do you still have that fine wine from before? I also brewed a batch following your method, but I always feel it can't compare to what you brought last time." As he spoke, he was so tempted that he was almost drooling.
Upon hearing this, Taichu couldn't help but smile, not expecting Hongyun to have become a complete drunkard.
He waved his hand, conjuring countless jars of fine wine, and said grandly, "Fellow Daoist, don't worry, there's enough wine today!"
"This is the true treasure of the Primordial World!" Hongyun was not at all polite, reaching out to grab a jar of wine and happily drinking it on his own.
"Fellow Daoist Hongyun's Carefree Dao is truly miraculous." Taichu noticed that Hongyun's cultivation seemed to have made some progress again, and he was quite surprised.
Although his wine tasted good, for people of their current cultivation, it didn't offer much help.
The change in Hongyun's cultivation was clearly due to the wonder of his Carefree Dao.
Taichu then looked at Qingfeng and Mingyue, the two boy attendants, poured two cups of wine, and handed them over, saying, "You two also try some. However, your cultivation is still shallow, so you shouldn't drink too much of this wine."
Qingfeng and Mingyue didn't expect Taichu to remember them and even specially bestow wine. Their eyes were full of gratitude as they took the wine cups with both hands and respectfully said, "Many thanks, Junior Martial Uncle Taichu!"
"No worries, it's just some small trinkets, not worth mentioning." Taichu waved his hand, his expression gentle.
Qingfeng and Mingyue looked at the wine cups in front of them, which emitted an alluring aroma, and couldn't help but swallow their saliva. In the end, they couldn't resist the temptation and tilted their heads back to drink it.
"Don't!!" Taichu saw the situation and tried to stop them, but it was already too late.
"Ugh~" Qingfeng and Mingyue both burped at the same time after drinking.
"I forgot to tell these two little fellows that this wine is fine for us, but with their cultivation, they probably can't handle it." Taichu looked at the two who were already dizzy and staggering, and shook his head helplessly.
"Why do I feel like this main hall is spinning…" Qingfeng and Mingyue's steps were unsteady, clearly drunk and disoriented.
"Hahaha, you two little fellows are no good!" Hongyun, as their Junior Martial Uncle, seeing this situation, not only did not step forward to help but instead laughed so hard he bent over, perfectly embodying the image of an unscrupulous Senior.
Taichu gently pointed his right hand, and Qingfeng and Mingyue's eyes instantly regained clarity.
"What happened to us just now?" The two sobered up, looking bewildered, and surveyed their surroundings.
"Nothing, you just drank too fast. Just drink it in small sips later." Taichu waved his hand again, and two cups of wine landed steadily beside them.
"Many thanks, Junior Martial Uncle Taichu." This time, Qingfeng and Mingyue took the wine and carefully tasted it in small sips.
"Oh, I went to pick fruit for you, but you didn't wait for me and secretly started drinking wine." At this moment, Zhenyuanzi returned, carrying several Ginseng Fruits in his hands. As soon as he entered the hall, he smelled the aroma of wine permeating the air.
"Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi, you're finally back. There's enough wine today!" Taichu looked at Zhenyuanzi with a smile.
The few of them clinked cups in the hall, and no one knew how long they drank...
"Two Fellow Daoists, are you really not going to wait for Hongyun to Breakthrough before leaving?" Zhenyuanzi looked at Taichu and Minghe, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes.
"No, we two brothers have been out for too long, and it's time to return to our Daoist temple. Moreover, there seems to be some situation at the Daoist temple, and we must rush back." Taichu shook his head and explained to Zhenyuanzi.
With that, Taichu and Minghe transformed into two streaks of rainbow light and instantly disappeared from Wuzhuang Temple.
"Elder Brother, are you sure you didn't sense it wrong? Are there living beings born in the Sea of Blood again?" Taichu asked Minghe for confirmation while rushing towards the Sea of Blood.
The reason they left Wuzhuang Temple in such a hurry was precisely because Minghe sensed that new life was once again being conceived in the Sea of Blood.
"As the Lord of the Sea of Blood, even if I leave the Sea of Blood, I still have a clear understanding of its affairs. Now that the new life has just developed consciousness, we can still make it back in time." Minghe's expression was certain.
"I wonder if what's being born this time is Mosquito Daoist, or the egg left by the Vicious Beast? Perhaps the egg left by the Vicious Beast is what will hatch into Mosquito Daoist." Taichu's mind raced with many speculations after hearing Minghe's words.
When he obtained the egg left by the Vicious Beast clan in the spatial rift last time, he had already suspected that it might be Mosquito Daoist.
After all, in his memory, apart from Minghe, there was only Mosquito Daoist in the Sea of Blood; he had never heard of a Vicious Beast clan.
Moreover, the origin of Mosquito Daoist has always been uncertain.
However, these speculations would be revealed once they returned to the Sea of Blood this time.
"If that egg really is Mosquito Daoist, I'm afraid this life will be very different." Taichu secretly shook his head. He had injected Karma power and Purifying World power into that egg, so even if Mosquito Daoist had truly hatched in the previous life, the situation would definitely change in this life.
At this moment, within the Sea of Blood, a consciousness quietly emerged: "Is this the Sea of Blood? Hahaha, there have never been living beings in the Sea of Blood, so it seems I am the first living being born from the Sea of Blood.
Once I take human form and emerge, controlling the Sea of Blood, my strength might even Breakthroug to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal by then.
At that time, as a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, I'm afraid I'll have no match in this Primordial World!"
Clearly, the Legacy memory carried by this consciousness had gone wrong, not mentioning at all that in the current Primordial World, Grand Unity Golden Immortal was no longer the strongest existence...
Honghuang Blood Sea.
Every day, the protracted war between the three clans resulted in billions of deaths, like grains of sand in the Ganges.
And the Sea of Blood also accumulated countless foul substances due to years of continuous warfare.
These foul substances, carrying the shattered Souls of living beings, continuously poured into the Sea of Blood.
Because the three clans' war never ceased, the area of the Sea of Blood expanded year by year; however, this expansion brought only disadvantages to the Sea of Blood, with no benefits whatsoever.
The accumulation of a large amount of foul substances made the originally mysterious Sea of Blood increasingly turbid and murky, like thick ink.
After the Souls of those fallen beings merged into the Sea of Blood, since the Six Paths of Reincarnation had not yet been born, they could only helplessly sink to the bottom of the Sea of Blood, falling into a long slumber.
If left unattended, these Souls would eventually be eroded by the power of the Sea of Blood until they vanished, becoming nutrients for the Sea of Blood.
Currently, in the Sea of Blood, perhaps only the Daoist sites of Taichu and Minghe, relying on powerful protective arrays, maintained relative purity.
But even so, the grand array was already overwhelmed and operating at full capacity.
The netherworld bodhi, which served as the core of the grand array, had its fruits completely disappear, all absorbed by the grand array to maintain its operation.
On the Primordial Land, the war between the three clans had just concluded not long ago, and countless races retreated to their territories, silently licking the wounds brought by the war.
The Sea of Blood also fell into a deathly silence.
However, this calm did not last long before it was broken by a sudden change.
Deep within the Sea of Blood, countless foul substances furiously converged, and faintly, it seemed as if a living being was being nurtured within them.
The wonder of the world lies in this: even the foul substances that Minghe found abhorrent could actually give birth to life, and what was born was an extremely special Innate Sacreds.
But foul substances are inherently intolerable to Heaven and Earth.
Heaven and Earth seemed to sense this, instantly unleashing countless destructive divine thunderbolts, attempting to prevent the birth of this being.
In the Void Realm of the Sea of Blood, streaks of lightning, like giant Dragons, carrying world-destroying power, furiously struck towards where the foul substances converged.
Wherever the lightning passed, those nauseating foul substances turned into dust under the destructive power contained within the lightning.
But at this time, after the baptism of the Dragon Han Calamity, the Primordial Land had nothing else in the Sea of Blood but mountains of foul substances.
Even though countless foul substances were destroyed by the destructive lightning, foul substances continued to pour out from the depths of the Sea of Blood, converging towards the place where the being was being nurtured.
The Sea of Blood was stirred, raising countless waves.
After an unknown period of lightning bombardment, a giant blood cocoon gradually formed at the center of the converging foul substances, and a blood-winged black mosquito, whose size was no less than that of the Primordial Dragon Clan, slowly solidified within the cocoon.
This blood-winged black mosquito was entirely black and shiny, like polished obsidian, emitting a cold luster.
Behind it, six pairs of blood-red wings spread out, like burning flames, eerie and dazzling.
Its mouth was like a slender, sharp needle, small but exuding a chilling coldness; beneath its fist-sized head, that sharp, long mouth was as hard as refined iron, as if it could easily pierce through anything.
The lightning in the Void Realm also seemed to sense that the blood-winged black mosquito was about to break out of its cocoon, and its attacks became even more violent, with streaks of lightning pouring down like dense arrows towards the blood cocoon.
But all of this could not prevent the birth of the blood-winged black mosquito.
Just as the destructive divine thunder was about to touch the blood cocoon, the blood-winged black mosquito suddenly opened its eyes, and in its gaze, cruelty and coldness intertwined.
It looked at the destructive divine thunder that was close at hand, not only without the slightest panic, but instead revealed a cruel smile, and spoke hoarsely: "Good, you came just as I was born, and brought me such a grand meal."
As soon as its voice fell, the blood-winged black mosquito's body instantly transformed into a swarm of mosquitoes that blotted out the sky, and in the dense swarm, each mosquito was like a miniature version of the blood-winged black mosquito, only the size of a fist.
Their blood-red wings flickered with an eerie, faint glow, like clusters of dancing ghost fires, making one's heart tremble.
As their wings vibrated, they emitted a thunderous sound, like thousands of troops galloping, or countless war drums beating simultaneously, making one's eardrums ache, and the surrounding air was also stirred and distorted, filled with a pungent smell of blood.
The destructive divine thunder was instantly surrounded by the mosquito swarm, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely devoured by the swarm.
"Not bad, although the taste isn't great, it's just right for me now to make up for the deficiency of my transformation."
After devouring the destructive divine thunder, the blood-winged black mosquito condensed back into its main body, and then issued a declaration: "From today onwards, I shall be called Mosquito Daoist."
As the words of Mosquito Daoist fell, the lightning in the Void Realm seemed to receive some kind of command and completely dissipated.
This was the glimmer of hope in the Primordial Land; even though Mosquito Daoist was born from foul substances, once he successfully transformed, the Heaven and Earth of the Primordial Land would no longer obstruct his existence.
"Damn it! This Sea of Blood already has a master!"
After Mosquito Daoist was born, he instinctively sensed the fact that the will of the Sea of Blood had been controlled by someone else, and endless anger immediately surged in his heart.
He was formed from the mountains of foul substances accumulated during the Dragon Han Calamity, and upon birth, he possessed the strength of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, a starting point even higher than that of Minghe and Taichu at their initial birth.
But this does not mean that Mosquito Daoist's foundation was deeper than that of Minghe and the other.
When Taichu was born, the Primordial Land was still in the Vicious Beast era; at that time, the Great Dao managed the Primordial Land, the Heavenly Dao was unclear, and the Primordial Land had only been born for a short time, and the will of Heaven and Earth deliberately suppressed it, so the beings born during that period, even Innate Sacreds, would not have very high cultivation.
And the reason why Mosquito Daoist could reach the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm upon birth was, on the one hand, that he was nurtured later, and the Primordial Land was controlled by the Heavenly Dao, making the Heavenly Dao clearer, and the Primordial Land had been born for a long time, so the suppression of the will of Heaven and Earth was not as strong.
On the other hand, it was also because the war of the three clans left behind a vast amount of foul substances, providing sufficient resources for his birth, forcibly piling up his cultivation.
However, at this time, Mosquito Daoist was unaware of these reasons; he only felt that the position of Lord of the Sea of Blood, which he had claimed, had been taken by someone else, and he was filled with unwillingness.
"Not good!!!"
After his anger, Mosquito Daoist suddenly realized the danger, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, and he instantly transformed into countless mosquito swarms, attempting to escape.
"Fellow Daoist actually realized it so quickly, but unfortunately, it's still too late."
Around the mosquito swarm, a powerful grand array instantly appeared, trapping the mosquito swarm tightly within it.
No matter how frantically the mosquito swarm attacked, it could not shake the grand array in the slightest. And beside the grand array, two figures slowly appeared, who were Taichu and Minghe, who had rushed back to the Sea of Blood.
In fact, as early as when Mosquito Daoist had just transformed, they had already returned to the Sea of Blood. But upon discovering that Mosquito Daoist could transform into a mosquito swarm, they did not act rashly.
It was not until Taichu had properly set up the grand array that the two decisively appeared, ready to capture Mosquito Daoist in one fell swoop.
"Two Fellow Daoists, what is the meaning of this?" Seeing that there was no escape, the mosquito swarm once again converged into the Mosquito Daoist. At this moment, the Mosquito Daoist's face was extremely grim.
He had initially been annoyed that the Lord of the Sea of Blood had been preempted, but he immediately realized that if the Sea of Blood already had a master, then the Lord of the Sea of Blood would likely not tolerate him.
Therefore, the Mosquito Daoist immediately transformed into a swarm of mosquitoes, wanting to escape the Sea of Blood, but unfortunately, he was still a step too late.
Now, he only hoped that the Lord of the Sea of Blood could spare him, although this possibility was very low, because as a creature born in the Sea of Blood, he knew that this place, the Sea of Blood, could not give birth to benevolent beings.
However, the Mosquito Daoist's thoughts were not problematic; neither Taichu nor Minghe had any intention of letting the Mosquito Daoist go.
There was no need to mention Taichu; he knew what kind of existence this Mosquito Daoist was; calling him audacious was an understatement.
This Mosquito Daoist was cruel and ruthless, without any compassion. In his first battle upon appearing, he drained the essence and blood of Saint Tongtian's Disciple, Gui Ling Sheng Mu, turning her into an empty shell. Afterward, while the West was unprepared, he devoured three grades of the Western Sect's treasure, the Twelfth Grade Virtue Golden Lotus, causing the Twelfth Grade Virtue Golden Lotus to fall from a top-tier Innate Spirit Treasure to a prime grade acquired spiritual treasure.
Offending three Saints at once showed how audacious this Mosquito Daoist was.
And now, the Twelfth Grade Virtue Golden Lotus was in Taichu's hands; he would not leave this menace behind.
As for Minghe's thoughts, they were even simpler.
"How can others snore beside one's bed?"
The Mosquito Daoist was qualified to contend with Minghe for the position of Lord of the Sea of Blood, and the Mosquito Daoist was different from Taichu. Taichu was born at the same time as Minghe, and even before Taichu was born, he and Minghe had a mutually supportive relationship.
Their relationship was closer than the Bloodline of later generations, while the Mosquito Daoist and Minghe only had a competitive relationship.
Now, neither of them wanted the Mosquito Daoist to live.
The Mosquito Daoist also knew this at this moment, which was why his face was so grim.
Taichu looked at the Mosquito Daoist not far away and said, "Fellow Daoist has just taken human form and been born, why are you so eager to leave the Sea of Blood now? Do you look down on the Sea of Blood?"
"How could such a fellow be born in the Sea of Blood?" The Mosquito Daoist was surprised by Taichu's Sea of Blood Qi.
The Great Dao Laws on Taichu's body were truly too mismatched with the Sea of Blood, yet the Sea of Blood mark on his body was so obvious, which left the Mosquito Daoist a bit confused.
"This is not the time to think about these things; escaping is the priority." The Mosquito Daoist suppressed the thoughts in his mind.
"Two Fellow Daoists, we both know each other's intentions, let's just talk frankly and openly." The Mosquito Daoist sighed as he looked at Taichu and Minghe.
"As long as the Two Fellow Daoists can give me a way out, I can make a Heavenly Dao oath never to enter the Sea of Blood again and never to be enemies with the Two Fellow Daoists." The Mosquito Daoist's tone was already humble to the dust.
The moment Taichu and Minghe appeared, he sensed the Qi on their bodies; he knew that both Taichu and Minghe were Grand Unity Golden Immortals in cultivation.
If he hadn't been trapped by the great formation, he could have transformed into a swarm of mosquitoes and tried to escape, but now that he was trapped by the great formation, even transforming into a swarm of mosquitoes wouldn't help him escape.
In such a situation, how could the Mosquito Daoist still harbor the ambition of becoming the Lord of the Sea of Blood that he had before his birth? Now, the Mosquito Daoist only wanted to live.
Unfortunately, Taichu and Minghe showed no change in their eyes when they heard the Mosquito Daoist's plea.
"Fellow Daoist should not have been born in the Sea of Blood." Minghe looked at the Mosquito Daoist coldly.
"But now I have already been born. Can't Fellow Daoist, seeing us both nurtured by the Sea of Blood, grant me a path to life?" The Mosquito Daoist pleaded, looking at the cold Minghe.
Minghe ignored the Mosquito Daoist's words; he merely produced the Yuantu Sword in his hand, while Taichu remained completely still, merely observing the Mosquito Daoist with curiosity from the side.
A mere Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation Mosquito Daoist was not enough to warrant both Minghe and Taichu making a move at the same time.
"Damn it, since you won't let me live, then don't blame me!" The Mosquito Daoist saw the Yuantu Sword in Minghe's hand and knew that Minghe had no intention of letting him go, and his eyes instantly turned fierce.
Or rather, this was the true Mosquito Daoist now; the previous one was merely an image the Mosquito Daoist had faked to survive.
However, Minghe didn't care about the Mosquito Daoist's true nature; in Minghe's eyes, the Mosquito Daoist at this moment was merely a lamb to be slaughtered.
Seeing Minghe enter the great formation, the Mosquito Daoist instantly transformed into countless swarms of mosquitoes, rushing towards Minghe from all directions, and the Mosquito Daoist's mouth glowed with a cold light.
"Oh, there's such a unique Spirit Treasure. Could it be that the Mosquito Daoist relied on this Spirit Treasure to break through the Twelfth Grade Virtue Golden Lotus?" Taichu exclaimed as he looked at the Mosquito Daoist's mouth.
This mouth of the Mosquito Daoist was not only a part of his body but also a High Grade Innate Spirit Treasure.
If the Mosquito Daoist's cultivation were the same as Minghe's, with this Spirit Treasure, even Minghe would have to treat him cautiously, after all, he was an existence that could devour even top-tier Spirit Treasures.
Unfortunately, he had just been born, and his cultivation was only at the Early Stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal; at this moment, he couldn't even get close to Minghe.
With a wave of the Yuantu Sword in Minghe's hand, streams of Sword Qi raged in the Void Realm, and the Mosquito Daoist's mosquito swarms seemed to perish upon encountering the Yuantu Sword's Sword Qi.
In a short while, not many of the Mosquito Daoist's Clones remained in the Void Realm.
Minghe saw that there were still some remaining but didn't pay them any mind, raising the Yuantu Sword again, but just then, Taichu suddenly spoke: "Brother, please show mercy, leave the rest to me."
Hearing Taichu's words, Minghe looked at Taichu with a puzzled expression, but in the end, he chose to accept Taichu's suggestion, put away the Yuantu Sword, and stood to the side.
"Alright. The rest is up to you."
"Could it be that I still have a chance?" The Mosquito Daoist had already prepared to await death, but unexpectedly, a new hope appeared.
He looked at Taichu with expectation, "Many thanks, Fellow Daoist."
Taichu looked at the Mosquito Daoist, who was thanking him, and revealed a smile, "How does Fellow Daoist wish to thank me?"
"What does Fellow Daoist want? As long as I have it, I can give it to Fellow Daoist." The Mosquito Daoist's eyes were filled with hope for life upon hearing Taichu's words.
"No need, I'll take it myself." Taichu finished speaking and instantly appeared beside the Mosquito Daoist.
"Fellow Daoist, what are you doing?!!!"
"Ah!!!!" The Mosquito Daoist let out a scream.
Subsequently, the intelligent light in his eyes slowly faded.
Then, the Mosquito Daoist's eyes regained their intelligence, but at this moment, the one controlling this body was no longer the Mosquito Daoist, but Taichu.
"Not bad." Taichu looked at the Mosquito Daoist in front of him and nodded in satisfaction.
This was the result of the combined action of his Soul Great Dao Laws and Puppet Great Dao Laws.
Although the Mosquito Daoist was now controlled by Taichu, his origin and Soul were still those of the Mosquito Daoist.
"Taichu, your method is truly miraculous." Minghe looked at the Mosquito Daoist at this moment and praised him.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Minghe wouldn't have discovered that the Mosquito Daoist was now Taichu's.
"It's nothing." Taichu shook his head and then casually put away the Mosquito Daoist.
"This is truly amazing. The impure substances that everyone in the Great Desolation avoids like the plague can actually give birth to living beings, and I can feel that Mosquito Daoist's body can use impure substances as its source of power. If I thoroughly study it, won't I be able to convert the impure substances in the Sea of Blood into my power source?" Taichu murmured, looking at the Mosquito Daoist Puppet in front of him.
At this time, he and Minghe had already returned to their Daoist temple in the Sea of Blood.
Meanwhile, Minghe was also by Taichu's side, studying the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Chart he had obtained from Hongjun.
Minghe felt the killing power on the Zhuxian Sword Formation, but it was already very difficult to study the Zhuxian Sword Formation. What's more, this formation chart was now severely damaged due to Luo Hou's self-detonation. If one didn't know it was a formation chart, they might have thought it was just a piece of tattered cloth.
"Brother, this formation chart is too severely damaged. It's almost impossible for you to comprehend the killing power of the sword formation from it," Taichu advised, looking at the tattered formation chart that resembled a piece of cloth.
At this time, the killing power on the formation chart was minuscule. If they hadn't sensed it carefully, they wouldn't have even noticed it. With such weak killing power, Taichu really didn't understand why Minghe chose it.
"No matter, I feel that the killing power within this formation chart is very compatible with my Dao. If I can comprehend it, it will have a very important effect on my Dao," Minghe shook his head and did not listen to Taichu's advice.
"If Brother wants to comprehend the killing power on the sword formation, why not choose the Zhu Xian Four Swords?" Taichu asked, looking at Minghe in confusion.
At this time, the Zhu Xian Four Swords had not been bestowed upon Tongtian by Hongjun, so even if Minghe obtained them, he wouldn't have to bear any Karma.
After hearing Taichu's words, Minghe shook his head again: "My Karma with Daoist Hongjun is not enough to demand the Zhu Xian Four Swords. And if I only ask Daoist Hongjun for one of the swords, on one hand, it would destroy the completeness of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and on the other hand, my Opportunity seems to only be comprehensible with a complete sword formation. So I settled for the next best thing and asked for this damaged formation chart."
"Then Brother, try it first. If you can't comprehend it, I'll go to Daoist Hongjun to borrow the Zhu Xian Four Swords for you."
"Taichu…" Minghe was about to speak when Taichu interrupted him.
Taichu knew what Minghe wanted to say, "Brother, don't refuse. There's no need to be so polite between us brothers."
Seeing Taichu's determined expression, Minghe sighed but ultimately did not choose to decline.
The Great Desolation had just passed a Calamity, and countless Great Almighty Ones had fallen. The entire Great Desolation was reshuffled. Although there were still conflicts in the Great Desolation at this time, those conflicts were completely insignificant compared to the Dragon Han Calamity. Taichu and Minghe had not chosen to leave the Sea of Blood during these years, but instead chose to Cultivate in their Daoist temple.
However, the Great Desolation at this time was not as peaceful as the Sea of Blood.
The three clans were no longer able to control the entire Great Desolation due to the monstrous Karma they had suffered during the Calamity.
The Dragon Clan retreated to the Four Seas, and the Dragon Clan's actual control was only over the East Sea. The other three seas were only nominally under the Dragon Clan's rule at this time, but the actual controllers no longer belonged to the Dragon Clan.
The Phoenix Clan retreated to the Undying Volcano in the south and no longer had absolute dominion over the birds. Countless birds established their own factions and no longer accepted the Phoenix Clan's jurisdiction.
The Kirin Clan, whose strength was originally the weakest among the three clans, also suffered the most Golden Immortal casualties during the Calamity. Now, the Kirin Clan completely abandoned the Great Desolation territory and retreated to their ancestral land, Qilin Cliff, in the eastern Great Desolation, choosing to seal the mountain and no longer meddle in Great Desolation affairs.
Because there was no management from the three clans, the Great Desolation once again entered a period of contending schools of thought and vying for supremacy.
However, although these races were not the protagonists of the Dragon Han Calamity, most of them were under the jurisdiction of the three clans. Now that the three clans were in trouble, they, as accomplices, would naturally also be affected by Karma.
Because of this reason, although racial conflicts seemed to be the most frequent in the Great Desolation, the era of the Great Desolation no longer belonged to them.
Instead, it was the Innate Sacreds. Countless Innate Sacreds broke through to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal after the end of the Dragon Han Calamity and chose to emerge from seclusion to travel the Great Desolation.
In the East Kunlun Mountain, the three brothers, Laozi, Yuanshi, and Tongtian, who called themselves the authentic descendants of Pangu, were inseparable and naturally shared a telepathic connection. In the current Great Desolation, almost no one was their opponent.
Zhenyuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple and Hongyun Daoist of Fire Cloud Cave. These two had very good tempers, but if you thought they were easy to bully, you would be in for a rude awakening.
Zhenyuanzi possessed immense Karma and also had the Book of Earth, a supreme defensive treasure. Even several Grand Unity Golden Immortals could not break through Zhenyuanzi's defense.
And Hongyun's Cultivation of the carefree Dao made him extremely fast. To this day, there are still few beings who can surpass Hongyun in terms of speed.
The three-legged Golden Crows, Emperor Jun and Taiyi, who were born from the Sun Star. Although their speed was not as good as Hongyun's, their Solar True Fire was a top-tier divine fire in the Great Desolation, and Taiyi also possessed the Innate Supreme Treasure, Chaos Bell. The strength of these two brothers was considered among the best in the Great Desolation.
In addition, these two brothers liked to communicate with various clans in the Great Desolation, which made their prestige among the Great Desolation races the best.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches also emerged from the foot of Mount Buzhou. They were formed from Pangu's essence blood combined with the turbid Qi of heaven and earth. They only respected their Father God Pangu and heaven and earth, but not the Heavenly Dao.
Because the Twelve Ancestral Witches were combined with the turbid Qi of heaven and earth, they were born without Primordial Spirits and did not understand the mysteries of heaven. However, the Physical Body of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was incredibly powerful, and they were also very warlike. After the Great Desolation, almost no race or Innate Sacreds wanted to confront them. They were the Great Desolation's number one tough nuts to crack.
And around Mount Buzhou, the two siblings, Fuxi and Nuwa, were also born. Their strength was also very strong. Among them, Fuxi's Cultivation of the Dao was very extensive, and he could also integrate these Daos into combat, making him very difficult to deal with in battle. As for Nuwa, she Cultivated the Dao of Creation. Her Dao of Creation was incredibly familiar with the structure of living beings, and when fighting her, it was easy to be caught by her exploiting weaknesses, leading to defeat in battle.
And in the West, which had been overdrawn by Luo Hou, Jieyin and Zhunti also appeared. These two brothers regarded the West as their territory. In order to revive the West, the two brothers would stop at nothing in the Great Desolation. However, they generally did not target those whose strength was similar to theirs. Although their actions were despicable, no one would choose to provoke them for no reason due to their strength.
There are many more such Innate Sacreds, such as the West Queen Mother of West Kunlun Mountain, the Eastern King Duke of the overseas immortal islands, Kunpeng of Beiming, the mysterious Wen Dao Ren whose origins are unknown, and so on