Primordial Era: The Great Celestial Venerable on the Road to Mythology

Chapter 51, Part 3: Purge Dissidents, Battle of the North Sea

Laozi's brow twitched slightly, but he remained silent. He only had one Heavenly Emperor in his grasp, the very foundation of the Human Sect; how could he relinquish it to someone else?

If he gave in, what face would he, the leader of the Human Cult, have left in the prehistoric world? Therefore, he closed his eyes and remained silent, pretending not to hear.

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, his face arrogant: "Zhunti, if your Western Sect wants to spread its teachings, go to the West and spread them there. Why come to the East to share a piece of the pie? My Chan Sect doesn't even have enough disciples to share, how can we easily grant it to outsiders?"

He was always arrogant, holding the Pangu Banner, and considered himself the best warrior in the primordial world. How could he possibly care about the so-called "human feelings" of the two Westerners?

The Tongtian Sect Leader's expression darkened slightly. He had already received the Earth Emperor and the Later Emperor, which meant he lacked the Human Emperor compared to the Primordial Lord. His four direct disciples and numerous outer disciples were all eagerly awaiting his return. He barely had enough to accommodate his own people, so how could he possibly give it up to an outsider?

Thinking of this, he unconsciously glanced at Yuanshi—his second brother had the Human Emperor and the three former emperors, the most slots available. If anyone should give up their slot, it should be his second brother.

Yuanshi Tianzun noticed Tongtian's gaze and was immediately displeased: Why are you looking at me? You yourself received less, which you agreed to yourself. Now you want me to cut off my own flesh?

The three Pure Ones each harbored their own thoughts, creating a subtle atmosphere within the hall.

Nuwa sat upright on her cloud bed, observing coldly with a slight smile playing on her lips. She neither spoke nor expressed her opinion, remaining a mere spectator.

Seeing that the three had not responded for a long time, Zhunti knew that the matter was unlikely to succeed. He sighed and was about to speak again when he saw Jieyin secretly tug at him and give him a wink.

Zhunti Daoist immediately understood, his face beaming with smiles. He cupped his hands and said, "Since the three senior brothers are in a difficult position, let's leave it at that. We'll think of another way." With that, he pulled Jieyin along, making a move to leave.

The Three Pure Ones nodded slightly, without trying to stop him.

Jieyin and Zhunti turned and left, stepping out of Nuwa Palace.

Once they were far from Nuwa Palace, a glint flashed in Zhunti's eyes, and he whispered, "Senior brother, the Three Pure Ones are not a monolithic entity. It's not just conflicts between doctrines and disciples; they are also outwardly harmonious but inwardly at odds."

Jieyin nodded. Although he didn't get a spot to teach the Human Emperor, this information was far more important than the spot.

Zhunti's lips curled slightly: "In that case, it's not without a chance. Although we were rejected today, there's plenty of time in the future. As long as they create discord among themselves, we can profit from it."

The two exchanged a smile, then transformed into two beams of golden light and headed west.

In the Nuwa Palace, the Three Pure Ones also took their leave one after another.

As they stepped out of the palace gates, Yuanshi suddenly spoke, his tone slightly cold: "Junior Brother Tongtian, why were you looking at me just now?"

The Master of the Heavens remained calm and said indifferently, "Second Brother, you are overthinking it. I was just thinking that with the Twelve Golden Immortals under your command, there are plenty of talented people. Losing one Imperial Tutor won't make a difference."

Yuanshi frowned: "Although my Chan Sect has many disciples, each one is carefully selected. How can we just give them away? If you feel it's not enough, why didn't you fight for more during the initial discussions?"

The Tongtian Sect Leader's expression darkened slightly, and he was about to retort when Laozi waved his hand: "Alright, let's not argue here. This matter is settled; everyone can go back and make their own arrangements."

Yuanshi and Tongtian exchanged a glance, each letting out a cold snort, and said nothing more.

The three figures vanished into the primordial world, each returning to their respective abodes.

At that very moment—

Above the vast North Sea, a great sun suddenly rose, its blazing golden light tearing through the clouds and illuminating the sea.

In the midst of the great sun, a three-legged golden crow spread its wings and soared, its body ablaze with the true fire of the sun, as if to boil the entire North Sea.

At the same time, a huge black shadow rose into the sky from the depths of the Northern Sea, blotting out the sun and covering tens of thousands of miles with its wings spread out!

It was a gigantic roc, entirely black, with blood-red eyes, and exuding an eerie aura that devoured everything.

The two divine beasts of heaven and earth collided, creating towering waves that shook the North Sea.

This golden crow is none other than Lu Ya. This Kunpeng is none other than the Northern Dark Ancestor, Kunpeng.

After leaving Nuwa's Palace, Lu Ya's first stop was the North Sea. He had two purposes for coming. First, Nuwa had ordered him to retrieve the Hetu and Luoshu. Second, it was a personal grudge—during the great war between the Wu and Yao tribes, Kunpeng had deserted and taken away his father's Hetu and Luoshu, causing the collapse of the Yao tribe's great formation and the tragic deaths of countless members of his tribe. Lu Ya had always kept this debt in his heart.

Previously, he was no match for Kunpeng. Even after absorbing the essence of his father and uncle, his cultivation was only on par with Kunpeng's.

Even with the Chaos Bell, it would be almost impossible to kill Kunpeng, since Kunpeng, as a demon master, could set up the Zhou Tian Star Array with the He Tu and Luo Shu.

Moreover, the Chaos Bell cannot be easily exposed—once it appears in the world, it will inevitably attract the covetous eyes of sages, with unimaginable consequences. Therefore, Lu Ya has always been patient and has never made a move against Kunpeng.

But things are different now.

Now, although Lu Ya no longer possesses the Chaos Bell, he is now the Heavenly Sun Star Lord, wielding the power of the Sun Star and able to mobilize its power to defend against enemies.

Although Kunpeng possessed the Hetu and Luoshu, he could no longer set up the Zhou Tian Star Array—the authority over the ancient stars was entirely under the control of the Heavenly Court, how could it allow others to interfere?

Moreover, Lu Ya also possessed the Ten Fierce Spiritual Treasures bestowed by the Queen Mother, giving him even greater confidence.

He was confident he could capture Kunpeng on this trip, which was only because Nuwa had instructed him to preserve the demon race's strength. Otherwise, Lu Ya would have risked punishment from the Heavenly Emperor to use his authority over the Sun Star and unleash his full power to bombard Kunpeng.

Upon arriving in Beiming, Lu Ya didn't waste any words.

It manifested its true form as a three-legged golden crow, and with a flap of its wings, an overwhelming torrent of solar fire poured down like a rainstorm, heading straight for the depths of the Northern Darkness.

boom--

The seawater boiled, steam billowed, and the entire North Sea seemed to have been thrown into a giant furnace. Countless sea creatures fled in terror, and those with low cultivation levels were instantly reduced to ashes.

From the depths of the Northern Sea, a furious roar shook the heavens.

The Kunpeng revealed its true form, its wings spreading wide, blotting out the sky. Its eyes were bloodshot as it stared at Lu Ya, filled with anger and greed—anger at the fact that a descendant of Emperor Jun dared to come and provoke it, and greed for the spiritual treasures on Lu Ya's body.

"Lu Ya! Instead of properly maintaining the transformation array on the Sun Star, you dare to run wild in my Northern Underworld?" Kunpeng shouted fiercely.

Lu Ya sneered: "Kunpeng, you deserted in the face of battle back then, taking away the Hetu and Luoshu, causing the collapse of my demon race's great formation and the tragic deaths of countless clansmen. It's time to settle this score today!"

A fierce glint flashed in Kunpeng's eyes: "The victor is king, the loser is villain; the strong prey on the weak. Your father was incompetent; who else can you blame?"

Lu Ya said no more. With a flap of his wings, the True Fire of the Sun transformed into fire dragons that rushed towards Kunpeng from all directions.

Kunpeng snorted coldly, his body surging with black light, and a strange devouring power erupted—the fire dragon that pounced in front of him was actually sucked into that power and disappeared without a trace.

It is his Devouring Dao that can devour all things and make them his own.

"You dare to show off your mere Sun Fire in front of me?" Kunpeng mocked.

Lu Ya's expression remained unchanged, but he secretly sneered inwardly. He had long known that the Kunpeng possessed the ability to devour, and this test was merely to ascertain its true strength. The real killing move was yet to come.

With a thought, he activated the power of the Sun Star at full force.

The sun, high in the sky, suddenly trembled, and a pillar of solar primordial power pierced through the void, directly empowering Lu Ya.

The true solar fire surrounding Lu Ya surged several times over, its golden light dazzling, as if it had truly transformed into the sun.

Kunpeng's expression changed slightly.

His cultivation level was higher than Lu Ya's, but with the blessing of the Sun Star, Lu Ya's strength was not much different from his.

"Is this...is this the authority of the Heavenly Court?" Kunpeng asked in surprise and doubt.

Lu Ya sneered, "If you know what's good for you, hand over the Hetu and Luoshu, and come with me to see the Goddess Nuwa. Perhaps then I might spare your life. Otherwise—"

"Otherwise what?" Kunpeng's eyes flashed with even greater ferocity. "Do you think you can do anything to me just because you have the authority of the Sun Star?"

With a flap of his wings, he transformed into a black shadow and pounced straight at Lu Ya. Since his supernatural powers were countered, he would fight hand-to-hand!

Kunpeng possesses a powerful physical body; although not as strong as the Ancestral Witches, it is still one of the best among the innate deities.

Unfortunately, most of the innate deities of the primordial world possessed innate spiritual treasures, but Kunpeng was utterly devoid of any. Without spiritual treasures, he could only hone his combat skills.

Seeing this, Lu Ya did not back down. With the blessing of the Sun Star's origin, he spread his wings and went to meet it.

Two figures clashed on the North Sea, engaging in a primal hand-to-hand combat.

Although Lu Ya did not cultivate his physical body, his three-legged golden crow bloodline was extraordinary, and his physical body was tough. With the blessing of the Sun Star's origin, every punch and every claw carried a high temperature that could scorch everything.

Kunpeng, relying on the Great Dao of Devouring, was shrouded in a strange black light. Anything it touched had its essence, energy, and spirit absorbed.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two figures clashed repeatedly in the air, each collision producing a deafening roar.

The aftershocks created deep, bottomless craters in the sea, and surrounding islands collapsed and sank to the bottom of the ocean.