Obtain the innate treasure at the beginning of the prehistoric era Chapter 124

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Following Di Jun’s announcement, the situation between heaven and earth suddenly changed. The originally calm sky was instantly stirred up into chaos.

Countless stars seemed to be injected with life and flickered violently. Their lights intertwined and collided with each other, weaving a dreamlike yet shocking picture, as if cheering for this historic moment.

Di Jun and Tai Yi looked solemn and reverent as they bowed reverently to the vast sky once again.

Di Jun held up the Ziwei Seal with both hands. The runes on the seal flickered, resonating faintly with the rules of heaven and earth.

His voice was firm and powerful, full of supreme majesty and holiness, as if he was the spokesperson for the will of heaven and earth: “I, Emperor Jun (Taiyi), feel that the great chaos and order have ceased to exist. Now I follow the will of heaven and establish the Heavenly Court with the demon race as the foundation to maintain the order of the great chaos.”

“From now on, I, Di Jun, will be the leader of the demon race and the emperor of heaven. Taiyi will be the co-leader of the demon race and the emperor of heaven. Kunpeng will be the demon master of the demon race and the emperor of heaven! With the Chaos Bell, the Imperial Seal of Ziwei, and the River Map and Luoshu, we will suppress the destiny of heaven and the demon race! I hope the Heaven will bear witness to this!”

As soon as Di Jun finished speaking, it seemed as if the most mysterious mechanism between heaven and earth was triggered. A loud rumbling sound rolled in from the sky, like a mighty thunder exploding in the ears.

Thunder rumbled in the sky, and purple lightning pillars as thick as buckets, like huge pillars connecting heaven and earth, penetrated with the momentum of destroying heaven and earth. Every time a lightning pillar fell, it caused the void to shake, and shocking cracks appeared in the space like broken glass.

At the same time, the terrifying visions of the three innate tribes appeared in the world. A majestic real dragon, with a huge body, covered the sky and the sun.

The scales on its body sparkled with brilliant golden light, and each scale contained powerful power. The dragon’s roar shook the void and tore the surrounding space into countless tiny black holes.

A fairy phoenix with dazzling feathers and blazing flames burning all over its body. The phoenix cry resounded through heaven and earth, and its flames could actually burn the entire sky into a sea of ​​fire. The scorching heat caused the surrounding air to distort and deform.

The auspicious Kylin is solemn and sacred, walking in the air. Every step it takes seems to be able to break through the void. The auspicious aura emanates from it, instantly enveloping the universe and making all things in the world immersed in peace.

The visions of the three innate tribes emerged, and countless visions came to worship them.

This not only symbolizes that the three innate tribes are no longer recognized by the Heavenly Dao and have lost the qualifications to command the three tribes of birds, beasts, and scaled armor, but it also means that the demon tribe and the Heavenly Court have obtained the official recognition of the will of the Heavenly Dao and have become the orthodox of the prehistoric world.

For a time, the whole world was shaking with the rise of the demon race.

In the void, all kinds of strange visions appeared one after another. Kunpeng’s divine form was extremely huge, and when it spread its wings to fly, it covered the sky and blocked out the sun. When its wings flapped, the airflow it stirred up could even disrupt the order of time and space.

The five-colored divine bull steps on auspicious clouds, and is surrounded by brilliant light. Every ray of light contains a mysterious power that seems to be able to penetrate the mysteries of the universe. The nine-tailed celestial fox has a graceful figure, and when its nine tails dance, the sky and the earth change color, and the surrounding laws and forces are thrown into chaos.

The three-legged golden toad spews golden light from its mouth, and an auspicious aura fills the air. Wherever it goes, all things flourish.

In addition, visions of countless demon tribes such as swans, celestial horses, white deer, golden scales, and skylarks emerged one after another. They worshiped devoutly towards the phantom of the Big Sun and the Golden Crow. The scene of all tribes worshipping together was extremely shocking.

As endless visions of heaven and earth descended, billions of acres of golden clouds of merit quickly gathered above the Ziwei Imperial Palace like a surging sea of ​​clouds.

These golden clouds of merit emit a soft yet dazzling light, and each one contains enormous energy.

Immediately afterwards, 500 million merits of heaven and earth fell to the ground like flowers from the sky, and were scattered among the countless demons.

As the co-leaders of the demon clan and the heavenly court, Di Jun and Tai Yi received 40% in total, and each received 100 million merits of heaven and earth.

In an instant, their bodies were filled with bright light, and the power of merit rushed into their bodies like a raging torrent.

This tremendous power of merit not only consolidated the early quasi-saint realm that they had recently broken through, but was more like a key to open the door to cultivation, allowing their cultivation realm to rise like a rocket.

Under the nourishment of the power of merit, Di Jun and Tai Yi’s aura continued to rise, and the spiritual power in their bodies was like surging waves, constantly impacting the barriers of the realm.

Countless mysterious runes appeared around their bodies. These runes glowed with golden light, as if they were the embodiment of the rules of heaven and earth.

As the runes flickered, their cultivation levels soared, and eventually they broke through to the peak of the mid-stage Quasi-Saint realm.

Not only that, they also took this opportunity to kill another corpse, becoming the rare powerful people in the prehistoric world who could kill two corpses.

When he broke through, Di Jun’s body was shining with golden light, as if a scorching sun was hanging high in the sky. His momentum spread like an overwhelming tidal wave, and the surrounding space was distorted and deformed by his momentum.

The same was true for Taiyi. A blazing golden flame was burning on his body. The flame contained endless power, and every beat seemed to cause a shock between heaven and earth.

In addition, Kunpeng and Xihe, two of the top demon clan powers, also killed a corpse with the help of the power of merit and entered the early stage of quasi-sainthood.

The aura around them suddenly changed, as if they were reborn. Kunpeng’s already huge body now exuded a mysterious and powerful aura, and his eyes flashed with wisdom, as if he could see through the mysteries of all things in the world;

Xihe was surrounded by colorful rays of light, and her every movement seemed to be able to affect the power of the laws between heaven and earth, and her strength achieved a qualitative leap.

The cultivation of other powerful demons such as the Ten Great Demon Gods has also made great progress.

Their momentum continued to rise, and the spiritual energy fluctuations on their bodies became stronger and stronger.

The sounds of breakthroughs were heard constantly in the field, powerful auras rose into the sky, and the entire Ziwei Imperial Palace was immersed in a rich atmosphere of cultivation.

The powerful people in the Heavenly Palace had smiles of surprise on their faces and were filled with emotion. This was indeed the big event they had planned for a long time, and they had gained such huge benefits as soon as it was established.

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And at the same time.

Above the Ziwei Emperor Star, celestial music was heard and auspicious colors were heard as the gods were intoxicated by the joyous scene of the new emperor ascending the throne.

However, at this moment of peace and celebration, strange ripples suddenly appeared in the boundless void outside the Ziwei Emperor Star.

The twelve ancestor witches, surrounded by a mysterious aura from the depths of chaos, relied on Dijiang’s magic staff that contained the power of the laws of chaos, and descended over the Emperor Star with an unstoppable and majestic momentum.

Their appearance was like twelve ancient demon gods awakening from their slumber, causing the entire world to tremble.

Dijiang, the chief of the ancient witches, spread his four wings. Each wing was larger than a star. Mysterious patterns from the beginning of chaos flowed on the wings, flashing with strange light.

His four wings vibrated, and the airflow they created instantly disrupted the surrounding space-time order. His speed was so fast that it exceeded the limit of the speed of light, leaving a distorted space-time track behind him, just like a black lightning from the chaotic abyss, which instantly tore through the void and rushed to the front.

At this moment, his huge eyes were burning with endless anger towards Di Jun and Tai Yi’s usurpation of the throne. This anger was mixed with a chaotic will of destruction, as if it could turn everything in the world into nothingness.

“Di Jun, Tai Yi, you two ignorant little birds! How dare you blaspheme the title of emperor? Today is the day when your souls will be annihilated and you will fall into the abyss of chaos forever!”

Dijiang’s roar rolled out like the first thunder at the beginning of chaos, and every syllable contained enough power to destroy a galaxy.

Wherever the sound waves passed, space was shattered like fragile thin paper, and even the flow of time was disrupted by the impact of these horrific sound waves.

Upon seeing this, the other Ancestral Witches also let out deafening roars.

Rushou, who is in charge of autumn harvest and executions, had a huge sickle in his hand flashing with a cold light. The sickle blade cut through the void, leaving black cracks, as if it could harvest the souls of all living things in the world.

Ju Mang controlled the power of plant growth. As he waved his hands, countless dark green poisonous vines madly poured out from the void. The poisonous vines emitted a disgusting stench, and anything they touched instantly turned into pus.

Gonggong, the God of Water, is surrounded by surging waves. These waves are not ordinary water currents, but contain the original water power from the creation of the world. Every drop of water has the power to destroy the world.

Zhurong, the God of Fire, had black flames burning all over his body. This flame was the innate Zhurong divine fire, which was the origin of all things that could burn. The strange sounds it made while burning were as if countless wronged souls were wailing in pain.

Hou Tu, the ancestor of the earth, stepped on the void, and the entire imperial planet was shaking violently under her feet. Huge cracks in the ground spread in all directions with her as the center. Wherever they passed, mountains and rivers collapsed, and the matter on the surface of the planet was ruthlessly torn apart.

Xuanming, who is in charge of ice, snow and cold, exudes a despairing bone-chilling coldness. Wherever he goes, the space is instantly frozen into endless ice crystals, and even the light is solidified in it.

Qiang Liang, the ancestor of thunder, held a huge thunder whip in his hand, the tip of which flashed with purple thunder power. Every time he swung it, it was accompanied by a deafening thunder. The thunder contained the power of destruction, which could turn everything that stood in his way into dust…

The roars of the Twelve Ancestral Witches gathered together to form a devastating storm of power that shook the heavens and the earth. Even the fetal membrane of the universe was shaken by this power, causing ripples to form.

As soon as Dijiang and the other twelve ancient witches arrived, a terrifying attack that could destroy the world broke out instantly.

The attack was like a surging black torrent, which carried with it endless evil spirits and chaotic forces. These evil spirits were the collection of resentment left behind by countless creatures when they perished in the chaos, and they were so strong that they seemed to be able to dye the entire universe into a dark abyss.

This force pressed down fiercely towards Di Jun and others on the high platform with an unstoppable momentum.

The terror of that power was beyond all imagination in the world. It was as if the destructive power at the beginning of chaos reappeared, or as if the destructive judgment at the end of the universe came.

Wherever it passed, the space was like broken glass, with shocking cracks appearing. These cracks continued to expand, making sharp hissing sounds, as if the space was groaning in pain.