Looking at the potholes on Fangzhang's path, Hou Yi was extremely anxious. He was really anxious. How could anyone else enter Fangzhang Immortal Island other than himself?
'Damn thief, you actually ruined my homeland…'
Hou Yi let out a miserable cry. Fortunately, the island was isolated from the Primordial World and no living beings were born. Otherwise, this miserable cry would definitely scare everyone to death.
Seeing that his immortal island had been destroyed, Hou Yi searched the entire Fangzhang Immortal Island, but he did not find any living beings.
It was only when Hou Yi passed by a pothole that he suddenly remembered. Wasn't this the place where he had obtained the innate divine precious metal? Wasn't this his masterpiece?
After scanning the entire island again, Hou Yi recalled that the island was really his masterpiece. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Hou Yi smiled bitterly as he shook his head and sighed. He was a Quasi-Sage, yet he was still forgetful.
He arrived at the highest peak of the island and carved out a flat piece of land. He threw the Connate materials he had collected into the Primordial Furnace of Good Fortune and used another 100 million energy points to refine a Connate Numinous treasure palace.
After the palace was refined, he took it out of the Primordial Furnace of Good Fortune and placed it on the ground that had been prepared long ago. In an instant, a palace that looked like a palace appeared.
Hou Yi was very satisfied when he saw this Connate Numinous treasure Han Palace. He sighed that his home was finally looking more like it.
After that, there was another round of busyness. Things like jade stairs, pavilions, lotus ponds, etc. Hou Yi worked for three days before he finally completed them.
Looking at his masterpiece, a Connate Numinous treasure palace, and the rest of the items that he had casually refined, it was barely a low-grade Houtian. Hou Yi was somewhat disappointed.
Even for a dojo of such scale, many mighty people in the Untainted Land were envious. One had to know that only the Purple Cloud Palace of Ancestor Hongjun was a Primordial Spiritual Treasure.
When Hou Yi arrived in the palace, he looked at the hall, pill refinement room, weapon refinement room, seclusion cultivation room, and the hall for receiving guests. There was everything there was. After discovering that there were no loopholes, he thought with satisfaction that he had a home now. His busy matters had come to an end. It was time for him to go into seclusion to sort out his cultivation techniques and the use of laws…
Three thousand years had passed unknowingly. Time might have passed quickly in the Primordial World!
During this period of time, Hou Yi had been in closed-door cultivation. Zhunti, who had suffered a great loss from Hou Yi, had been thinking about Hou Yi all day long. However, Hou Yi seemed to have disappeared.
They had also secretly investigated Buzhou Mountain, but unfortunately, they did not find any traces of Hou Yi. They could only return to their respective dojos helplessly, gnashing their teeth in anger.
During the 3,000 years of the Primordial World, the Sorcerer and Demon Tribes did not make any big moves. It was rare for the Primordial World to be peaceful.
3,000 years was an extremely long time for the human race.
Now, the Human Tribe that bordered the Houtu Tribe in the East Sea had developed rapidly. There were millions of them.
The human race first experienced birth and understood everything. Gradually, they learned to find food to survive and slowly learned to distinguish between food and what could be eaten and what could not.
Then, Suiren-Shi started to drill wood to make fire. The human race was no longer cold and no longer ate raw food. Ziyi Clan used animal skins to make clothes to protect themselves from cold, mosquitoes, and poisonous snakes.
In addition, Youchao-Shi had invented houses, so the Human Tribe no longer lived in caves or slept in the open. Therefore, the Human Tribe could completely survive in the Untainted Land without any major disasters.
With the development of the Human Tribe, the Coast of the East Sea could no longer provide for the Human Tribe to reproduce. The Human Tribe was forced to migrate and gradually return to the inland of the Primordial World.
"Report!"
"Reporting to the Heavenly Emperor, this lowly one has been ordered to report.
A small demon under Demon Commander Ji Meng devoured more than a hundred humans. Unexpectedly, after devouring humans, the small demon's cultivation level increased continuously and reached the Mystic Immortal realm.
The little demon also found that using the souls of humans to refine weapons could actually restrain the Wu Tribe. This matter was confirmed by the Demon Commander. Now that the Demon Commander had his eyes on the Wu Tribe, he asked me to come and report.”
"What is it? Is what you said true?
Could the souls of humans really be used to refine weapons to counter the Voodoo Race?”
Upon hearing the report, Taiyi, who was sitting at the side, stood up in shock. He grabbed the collar of the Golden Immortal who had reported and lifted him up.
This almost scared it to death. It replied in a trembling voice," I-I'm telling you, Donghuang. This is absolutely true. I saw it with Demon Saint Ji Meng's own eyes."”
Donghuang Taiyi was excited when he heard the great demon's reply.
He thought to himself,'Hou Yi brat, I've finally found a way to restrain you.' I don't know what spell you used to make me unable to control the Bell of the East Emperor. Now, I'll use the soul of a human to refine a weapon and see if you still won't die.
The more Taiyi thought about it, the more excited he became. He put down the report and turned to Emperor Jun." Brother, God bless the Demon Tribe!"
After so many years, we were unable to find anything to deal with the Sorcerer Tribe. Today, we finally realized it.
" Big brother, what are we waiting for? The human race is the food that Goddess Nvywa made for the demon race. Let's kill billions of them and refine them into Wu-killing Swords. We will definitely win the war in tens of thousands of years!"”
"Taiyi! You are a demon emperor, don't be so agitated. You have to be calm.”
Seeing Taiyi's excitement, Dijun said.
Although he said that, he was also excited in his heart.
Human Soul Refinement Weapons countered the physical bodies of the Sorcerer Tribe.
This was what he and the demons had been searching for for hundreds of millions of years.
"Let's go! Taiyi, let's go to Emperor NvWa's Palace together and then to Mount Shouyang."
After all, the human race was created by Saint Nuwa, and the human race is the foundation of the Grand Supreme Saint's religion. We have to say hello.”Dijun said to Taiyi after thinking for a while.
No one would have thought that there would be an immortal island in the void between the north and the north of the East Sea.
This immortal island is one of the legendary Three Immortal Islands, Fangzhang. Our pig trotter Hou Yi is currently in seclusion on Fangzhang Island.
Hou Yi opened his eyes and counted with his fingers that three thousand years had passed.
Whoosh! It was true that immortal cultivation had no time, and the wilderness did not remember the years!
He did not expect that more than 3,000 years had passed since he comprehended this time.
However, the harvest this time was also very large.
Hou Yi had been in seclusion ever since he began to organize what he had learned.
From the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art that he had inherited in his memories, all the way to the laws that he had comprehended!
To put it bluntly, other than these, Hou Yi did not know anything else.
Even this was enough for Hou Yi to enjoy for the rest of his life.
First, the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art was inherited from Pangu, the Grand Wizard of the Sorcerer Tribe, and the Three Pure Ones.
The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art was a dual cultivation technique. Unfortunately, the Wu Tribe's innate soul was corrupted by the innate turbid Qi, so they could not cultivate the primordial spirit.
As for the Three Pure Ones? The Three Pure Ones were originally the manifestation of the Primordial Spirit of the Great God Pangu and the Qi of Creation. They had lost the Pangu bloodline and could not make up for their bloodline defects. The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art could only be cultivated to the peak of the Zenith Heaven and could not break through. That was why they took Hongjun as their master.
Speaking of which, the Three Pure Ones had the same inheritance as the Ancestor of Sorcery. Could it be that they could not exchange their bloodline and primordial spirit to cultivate the Pangu inheritance?
The answer was definitely no. Otherwise, they would snatch it by force. Neither side would let go of the path of advancement.
Both the Three Pure Ones and the Ancestors of Sorcery had thought about this problem. Unfortunately, there was turbid Qi in the bloodline of the Wu Tribe's Pangu. It would corrupt the soul. Even if the bloodline of Pangu's Primordial Spirit was combined, it would be corrupted again.
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