Chapter 115: Three Thousand Chaos Demon God Corpses?

On the boundless sea, Tian Yuan looked down at the Fierce Beast Hou, which was hissing in a low voice beneath him, and struck its forehead with another punch.

"You blockhead, if you don't listen, I'll crack your skull open!"

With a thud, the Fierce Beast Hou's head swayed, and a trace of fear flickered in its crazed eyes.

A thousand years—it had been running wild in the East Sea for a full thousand years.

For the first five hundred years, he sat steadily on the back of the Fierce Beast Hou, letting it bite and attack him without ever fighting back.

He had originally thought that absolute power would make this fellow submit, but he never expected the Fierce Beast Hou to have no intention of yielding at all.

Tian Yuan also tried to communicate with its will, but all that was fed back was madness and slaughter; with no other choice, he had to raise his fist and strike the creature's forehead.

After five hundred years of hammering it with *thud, thud, thud*, this fierce fellow finally felt a sliver of fear.

No wonder it was a naturally born divine beast, yet it was eventually slain by Nuwa and Fuxi.

It was likely that at the beginning of the world's creation, it absorbed too much baleful energy and became a tool for slaughter.

Looking at the trembling body beneath him, Tian Yuan struck two more times with a *thud, thud*: "Still not heading to Penglai Immortal Island!"

Having spent a thousand years with this fellow, Tian Yuan felt that he himself had become much more irritable.

"Woooo!" A low whimper came, and the Fierce Beast Hou lowered its head and dove into the sea.

Seeing that the creature was finally somewhat obedient, Tian Yuan felt a slight joy in his heart.

This was the ancestor of zombies, and one could also say it was among the first batch of divine beasts in heaven and earth, with a status equal to Innate Sacreds like the Three Pure Ones.

To be able to subdue it in a thousand years, Tian Yuan was still very satisfied.

The greatest gain of this trip was the divine beast Fierce Beast Hou beneath him; as for whether there were any surprises on Penglai Immortal Island, he did not care much.

The Fierce Beast Hou had roamed the East Sea and clearly knew the location of Penglai Immortal Island well; before long, several massive island fragments could be seen drifting on the sea surface.

"Penglai Immortal Island has been shattered; no wonder the Earth Vein fled!" Looking at the scene before him, Tian Yuan sighed in his heart.

Earlier, he had been somewhat puzzled as to how the mere death of Dong Wanggong could cause the Earth Vein to tremble.

But if the immortal island had been destroyed, that was a different matter.

Landing casually on one of the islands, Tian Yuan sent out his Divine Sense; the place was deserted, and there were no powerful living beings left.

It was almost entirely occupied by some sea tribes, playing and frolicking on the islands.

After a simple investigation of a few islands, Tian Yuan lost interest.

Although Penglai Immortal Island was remarkable, it was not even close to being comparable to Mount Buzhou. Moreover, it had already been looted, so there was nothing worth looking at.

"Let's go! Back to Mount Buzhou!" Patting his beloved pet beneath him, Tian Yuan ordered softly.

To have obtained such a pet, this trip could be considered worthwhile.

Whimpering twice, the Fierce Beast Hou leaped up and headed straight for the Primordial land, though its eyes lingered greedily on the vast East Sea.

It loved to eat the Dragon Clan, which was why it had stayed in the East Sea; if it went to Mount Buzhou, it feared it would have no such opportunity in the future.

Seeing the creature's subtle look, a smile flashed across Tian Yuan's face.

It seemed that the five hundred years of brutal beatings had left an indelible impression on this fellow.

Having dealt with the Wu Clan for so many years, he was very experienced in handling these brutes.

In the entire Primordial world, the only ones with a high probability of having the chance to subdue the Fierce Beast Hou were likely just him and those Ancestral Witches.

Just as Tian Yuan and the beast departed, several figures broke out from the sea in the distance.

They watched the departing Fierce Beast Hou, their brows filled with joy.

"Old Ancestor, who is that person, to be able to subdue even the Fierce Beast Hou?" a young man asked loudly, fear flashing in his eyes.

The Dragon Clan had once roamed the Primordial world with their powerful physical bodies, but in front of that Fierce Beast Hou, they had no advantage whatsoever.

When the Dragon Clan was powerful, this Fierce Beast Hou had only fished in troubled waters, launching sneak attacks and intercepting younger members of the Dragon Clan.

But after the Dragon Han First Tribulation, the East Sea had become its hunting ground, and Dragon Clan members were frequently hunted and killed in the East Sea.

Facing the formidable Fierce Beast Hou, the Dragon Clan had no way to deal with it, and the weak members of the Dragon Clan could only cower in the Dragon Palace.

Now that the Fierce Beast Hou had been subdued by someone, their Dragon Clan would be much safer in the East Sea.

The old dragon looked at the figure gradually disappearing into the horizon and said to himself: "The Great Calamity of the Primordial land is about to begin; all clansmen are to return to the Dragon Palace to cultivate in seclusion and must not wander about."

The Great Calamity—it was because of the Great Calamity that the Dragon Clan had fallen to such a state.

Now that another Great Calamity was rising in heaven and earth, they must absolutely not get involved.

First there were Di Jun and Taiyi, and now there were such formidable beings; the Primordial land was becoming increasingly dangerous.

Having said this, without waiting for the others to reply, he swept his large hand, and with surging waves, he carried the group of figures away toward the deep sea.

The divine beast Fierce Beast Hou was remarkable in the water, and its speed flying in the air was no worse.

After several hundred years, the cloud-shrouded Mount Buzhou appeared in his line of sight.

Only, beneath Mount Buzhou, a blood-colored mist obscured a large area, covering even the firmament.

"What are those Ancestral Witches doing?" Looking at the increasingly dense Blood Fiend Qi, Tian Yuan frowned tightly.

He had gone to investigate earlier, but the Array covering it was somewhat remarkable; now that he had broken through to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, he could go and investigate again.

Glancing at the densely packed stone pillars standing below, Tian Yuan had no intention of stopping.

Because the Pangu Heart was missing, the Wu Clan had spent no small effort managing this area over the years.

Now, outside the sprawling tribe, rows of stone pillars stood, encircling the entire tribe.

Those stone pillars were connected to each other, with mysterious array patterns flickering; those who were not of the Wu Clan could not pass through.

To enter the Wu Clan tribe, one could only go through the valley beneath Mount Buzhou, the location of Pangu Temple. Feeling the thick Blood Fiend Qi in the air ahead, the Fierce Beast Hou beneath him let out low hisses.

Tian Yuan patted it lightly and hurried toward Mount Buzhou.

Before long, the familiar valley was before his eyes, already filled with thick blood mist.

"It has become much denser!" Tian Yuan whispered, his eyes filled with confusion.

Last time, the shadow of Pangu Temple was still vaguely visible, but now Tian Yuan could see nothing at all.

The greatest reliance of the Ancestral Witch was the Blood Pool in the Pangu Temple, but since the Pangu Heart had already been taken away by him, what else could the Wu Clan rely on? The mouth of the valley was deathly silent; Tian Yuan did not sense any fluctuations of aura.

At Tian Yuan's signal, Hou flew forward, gulping down the blood mist in the air.

Tian Yuan hurriedly patted him lightly; he must not attract the attention of the Ancestral Witch.

With a hissing sound, although Hou was unwilling in his heart, he still obeyed Tian Yuan's instruction and stopped his movements.

The man and the beast stepped into the blood mist and walked for a hundred zhang; the surroundings became clearer, and the shadow of the Pangu Temple was vaguely visible to the front left.

Tian Yuan ignored it and continued walking forward, toward the place where many of the Wu Clan lived.

Originally, Tian Yuan thought the Array shrouding the tribe had isolated everything, but he did not expect it to be deathly silent inside as well.

There was not a single figure of the Wu Clan, nor could any movement be heard.

Tian Yuan's face darkened, his inner doubts growing even greater; only the Hou beneath him became somewhat irritable.

If not for Tian Yuan's suppression, he would likely have roared toward the sky, letting out a heaven-shaking hiss.

As they ventured deeper, Tian Yuan finally saw figures appearing in the blood mist in the distance.

One by one, the Wu Clan sat cross-legged on the ground, all of them with their eyes closed in silent cultivation, not making the slightest sound.

Feeling the energy constantly pouring down from the air, Tian Yuan raised his head slightly, his gaze instantly shrinking.

Corpses!

A massive corpse floated above the tribe, emitting a thick Blood Fiend Qi.

The corpse was incomplete and could no longer be recognized in its original form, yet it exuded an ancient, vast aura.

Just by taking a look, a crazy, violent aura rushed toward his face, making his Primordial Spirit tremble slightly.

"This..." Tian Yuan exclaimed in a low voice, his eyes filled with confusion.

The corpse was already broken beyond recognition, but Tian Yuan could still tell how massive it had been in life; it must have been tens of millions of zhang in size.

In the Primordial World, how could there be such massive living beings? "Roar!"

The Hou beneath him also discovered the corpse in the air; with a low, angry roar, he lunged straight up.

Before Tian Yuan could even be angry, he widened his eyes and looked into the distance.

Above the firmament, there were several more massive remains; they were also severely damaged, but all of them exuded an ancient aura.

And beneath that host of corpses, there were dense crowds of the Wu Clan cultivating.

They were shrouded in blood mist, with faint fluctuations coming from them from time to time.

Chaos Gods! These are the remains of the three thousand Chaos Gods!

Tian Yuan was shocked in his heart, his eyes filled with disbelief; all these years, the Wu Clan had actually been relying on the corpses of Chaos Gods to cultivate.

But where did the Ancestral Witch obtain the remains of the three thousand Chaos Gods?

When Pangu created the world, he slew the three thousand Chaos Gods, and subsequently threw their corpses into the Primordial World to nourish this heaven and earth.

The Ancestral Witch's Primordial Spirit was weak, and they only valued their physical bodies; how could they possibly find these Chaos God corpses?

Instantly, a figure flashed through Tian Yuan's mind: Hongjun of the Purple Heaven Palace.

The twelve Ancestral Witches were incomplete, and having lost the Pangu Heart, in order to balance the power of the Wu Clan and the Demon Court, he had bestowed this fortune upon the Wu Clan.

"How many good things has this guy plundered from the Primordial World?" Looking at those massive bodies, Tian Yuan's expression was angry.

Even though he had no use for them himself, he still wanted to pocket them all; Hongjun was indeed always preventing the Primordial World from becoming stronger.

The matter of the Earth Vein must also have had that person's hand in it.

The Hou, having escaped to the firmament, had already opened his mouth to swallow the massive corpse in front of him.

For beings like them who cultivated their physical bodies, the remains of Chaos Gods were no different from supreme tonics.

Tian Yuan had no interest in that, his gaze turning toward the direction of the Pangu Temple.

With a swish, the figure of Dijiang appeared before him, radiating rolling fierce might.

Hunyuan Golden Immortal! After not seeing him for a period of time, he had indeed stepped into this realm.

"Tian Yuan!" With an angry shout through gritted teeth, Dijiang's massive body did not shrink in the slightest, fiercely crashing toward Tian Yuan.

He felt Tian Yuan's fluctuations, which undoubtedly made Dijiang even more furious; the other party had actually broken through again.

This detestable stone man owed his current cultivation entirely to his clansmen's efforts in dredging and purifying the Earth Vein.

Glancing at the Hou in the air who was dragging a Chaos God corpse and running away, Tian Yuan fiercely met him head-on.

Boom! The two bodies collided, piercing through the thick blood mist and crushing a large expanse of the void.

Having just broken into the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, Tian Yuan also wanted to test his own strength.

Without any excessive words, dazzling white light emerged around his body.

Amidst a rumbling sound, the two massive bodies began to slaughter each other in the void.

In the blood mist that had been broken open below, the Hou dragged half a body and flew out, followed by the furious Zhurong.

(End of this chapter)