Primordial Era: Reborn as the Ink Qilin, I Become the Great Emperor of Fengdu

Chapter 3 The Vicious Land of Qilin Cliff

"I am a demon, I have no concept of righteousness or honor!"

"Although you look ugly, you are quite cautious in your actions. You must be thinking about how to kill me. Unfortunately, you've miscalculated."

The Xuan Gu Demon King's gloomy face showed an expression of appreciation. He hadn't seen such a steady demon in a long time. The big black dog in front of him might not have ever transformed, and its origins should be superior to his own.

After following him for several months, he also figured out the man's cultivation level.

In a battle between a peak-level Xuanxian and a mid-stage Xuanxian, the advantage naturally lies with him.

The Xuan Gu Demon King formed claws with his hands and charged directly at Mo Yuan. His chilling aura seemed to chill even the gods to the bone, and Mo Yuan dared not be careless in the slightest.

As he activated the Qian Yuan Tower to defend against the attack, a profound light appeared in the depths of his eyes; he was trying to find a weakness in the Xuan Gu Demon King.

"Pretend to be weak, and wait for the right opportunity!"

"If I fight with all my might, I can definitely defeat him, but it will be difficult to take his life. Besides, making too much noise may attract the attention of others."

"It seems I have no choice but to abandon all martial ethics..."

Mo Yuan analyzed the situation clearly and had an idea in mind.

The title of Demon King was probably given to him by the Xuan Gu Demon King to enhance his prestige, but there is no doubt that his combat power is indeed remarkable, especially the blood-red bone wings on his back, which should possess extraordinary power.

"Kid, are you scared?"

Seeing that Mo Yuan was on the defensive and dared not take the initiative to attack, the Xuan Gu Demon King looked down at him with contempt and asked.

Arrogant and haughty, with a sense of humiliation.

Mo Yuan was not angry about this. He knew that the Xuan Gu Demon King was no ordinary person and that he was putting on this act to make him lower his guard.

"Fellow Daoist, accept this challenge!"

"Qianyuan Pagoda, suppress it!"

Mo Yuan appeared to be giving it his all. His aura suddenly surged, and a massive amount of magical power poured into the Qian Yuan Tower, which then charged towards the Xuan Gu Demon King with immense force.

Wherever it passed, the earth shattered and the trees turned to dust.

The power of the Qian Yuan Tower was fully unleashed by Mo Yuan, and he made no attempt to hold back in this attack.

"Good lad, I knew you were holding back a killer move."

"Unfortunately, you are no match for me!"

The Xuan Gu Demon King snorted coldly, and the blood-red bone wings on his back detached from his body, then transformed into a stream of light and collided with the Qian Yuan Tower. A series of restrictions and orders rapidly evolved, seemingly trying to trap the Qian Yuan Tower.

At the same time, he instantly crossed the void, his claws reaching towards Mo Yuan's head.

At this critical moment, Mo Yuan's acting skills came to life. He looked up and shouted, "Fellow Daoist, please wait! I am willing to give you the treasures I have obtained and this Qian Yuan Pagoda. Please spare my life!"

Upon hearing this, the Xuan Gu Demon King paused for a moment.

But just as he was about to speak to Mo Yuan, the white tiger's tooth flew in front of him without him noticing, piercing his skull and shattering his primordial spirit with lightning speed.

"Qilin True Fire, go!"

Take advantage of his illness and kill him.

Two balls of Qilin True Fire, crackling with lightning, enveloped the Xuan Gu Demon King, and the raging flames caused his remaining will to gradually crumble.

"Qilin True Fire, you're despicable..."

Before his death, the Xuan Gu Demon King's face was filled with resentment.

The majestic and auspicious mythical beast Qilin from the primordial era is pretending to be a mangy dog, acting like a pig to eat a tiger. If he had known in advance that Mo Yuan was a creature of the Qilin clan, even if he was two minor realms higher than him, he would not have dared to attack him.

"May you rest in peace, fellow Daoist!"

"receive!"

Mo Yuan quickly used the Qian Yuan Tower to retract the pair of blood-red bone wings. Just in case, he also threw some Qilin True Fire onto the blood-red bone wings.

A few breaths later, the Qilin True Fire flew back carrying a demon core. He didn't have time to examine it closely before putting it away, then put away the White Tiger's teeth, concealed his aura, and fled into the distance.

"I almost got outsmarted. I'm still not cautious enough."

"We can no longer linger in the Northern Sea Continent. From now on, while concealing ourselves, we must exert all our magical power and get to Qilin Cliff as soon as possible."

"Qilin Cliff is the transformed form of the primordial Qilin after its fall, so it should offer me natural protection. I'll be safe there!"

Mo Yuan dared not waste any more time; he had just narrowly escaped certain death.

Sometimes, beings of lower realms are more insidious, while those cultivators who have just taken human form and been accepted into the sage's fold are more upright and honest.

If the Xuan Gu Demon King, who is only two minor realms higher than him, is so difficult to deal with, then how cunning must the True Immortal and Golden Immortal demon race powerhouses be?

If this situation were to occur again, Mo Yuan would have to be even more shameless, using more covert and ruthless methods to completely eliminate any potential threats.

With his thoughts clear, Mo Yuan moved even faster.

Time flies, and years pass quickly.

After more than a hundred years of wandering, Mo Yuan's magical power was almost exhausted, but he finally arrived in the Kunlun Mountains and stood before Qilin Cliff.

However, Qilin Cliff was not as sacred as he had imagined.

The malevolent energy of heaven and earth flowed continuously, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was also mottled and indistinct. There were occasional howling winds and rampant resentment.

Not only that, but the smell of blood is also very strong.

Moreover, Qilin Cliff seems to be separated from Kunlun Mountain, as if bound here by the rules of heaven and earth to prevent these foul energies from dissipating.

"Well, Qilin Cliff was transformed from the original Qilin. It must have had many grievances before its fall, so it's understandable that Qilin Cliff looks like this."

"Let's first go inside and receive the inheritance, and then find a way to sort out the earth's veins and transform Qilin Cliff into a genuine blessed land of immortals."

Mo Yuan shook his head, trying to comfort himself.

No wonder Qilin Cliff, located in the Kunlun Mountains, was not occupied by the disciples of the Sage Sect. It turns out that Qilin Cliff is a dangerous place, and even a Golden Immortal might not be able to withstand its negative influence.

Furthermore, the disciples of those saintly sects probably did not want to get involved in karma and lose their own blessings, so they lost interest in Qilin Cliff.

It is precisely for this reason that Mo Yuan was able to occupy Qilin Cliff with a clear conscience.

This will be his dojo from now on.

As for whether he will bear more sins and karmic burdens after receiving the inheritance of the First Qilin, Mo Yuan said that he is not afraid of itching when he has too many lice. In front of the inheritance, these are all dung.

At worst, I can do more good deeds in the future and accumulate enough merit to resolve this.

Mo Yuan stepped onto the ground and entered Qilin Cliff. He was not affected in any way. When he arrived at the foot of Qilin Cliff, he knelt down with a thud, and all his disguise disappeared.

"Mo Yuan, a descendant of the Qilin clan, has come from Fenglin Continent to pay homage to the progenitor!"

Mo Yuan knelt and kowtowed towards Qilin Cliff, his tone filled with piety.

Having become a black Qilin, it was only natural for him to kneel and pay his respects upon seeing the Qilin Cliff, which was transformed from the original Qilin. Moreover, he harbored a hope that the original Qilin still retained some of its will.

In this way, he will likely reap even greater benefits.

The sound echoed above Qilin Cliff, but Mo Yuan received no response. After kowtowing to Qilin Cliff several more times, he stood up again.

"The Primordial Qilin may have truly perished completely."

This thought came to Mo Yuan's mind.

To be honest, he felt a little regretful about the result.

The First Qilin was a supreme being at the peak of Quasi-Saint level, yet it perished along with the Ancestral Dragon and the Yuan Phoenix during the Dragon-Han Tribulation. At least the Yuan Phoenix left behind two offspring, but the First Qilin could only transform into Qilin Cliff.

Mo Yuan wasn't sure if he would stand against Kong Xuan and the Golden-Winged Roc, after all, there was an indelible feud between the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, and the Qilin Clan, and the cause and effect between them were difficult to sever.

"Perhaps I'm overthinking it. In the eyes of Kong Xuan and the Golden-Winged Roc, I'm just a lowly ant. I should be thanking my lucky stars that they don't bother me."

Mo Yuan sighed softly, and then began to climb Qilin Cliff.

As a creature of the Qilin clan, he would not do something as rebellious as flying over his ancestors' graves, so he climbed toward the top of Qilin Cliff with a devout and reverent heart.

The Qilin True Fire burned fiercely between his two wind-cloud horns, preventing the surrounding evil energy and terrifying resentment from getting close to him, and he arrived at the top of Qilin Cliff safely.

The environment at the top of Qilin Cliff is even harsher, but the essence of the Earth element here is extremely rich. Mo Yuan even sensed the existence of the Earth element law, but because his cultivation level is low, he is not qualified to comprehend the law.

Only when one reaches the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal or Daluo Golden Immortal can one communicate with the order of heaven and earth and comprehend the mysteries of the laws. At most, he can only rely on the supernatural powers of the Qilin Clan to roughly activate some of the Earth Laws at Qilin Cliff.

Once outside Qilin Cliff, the Earth Law became ethereal and dissipated, rendering him unable to perform it.

Of course, the advantage of activating the Earth Law at Qilin Cliff alone gives him a great sense of security. Moreover, with the help of the Earth Law, he can also more quickly sort out the spiritual veins and earth veins of Qilin Cliff.

"It's time to seek the inheritance of the Primordial Qilin."

"According to the method recorded in the bloodline of the Qilin clan, the undying will of the ancestor can be awakened by practicing the Qilin clan's techniques and reciting the true name of the primordial Qilin, and the inheritance can be received through the soul imprint."

"But this is based on the premise that the soul fragments of the Qilin clan's ancestor still exist. If the original Qilin really perishes, then I will have to find another way."

"Let's take it one step at a time..."

Mo Yuan lay prostrate atop Qilin Cliff, beginning to circulate the Qilin Clan's cultivation technique. He chanted incantations, and around him, divine runes unique to the Qilin Clan began to emerge.

Wander in the vast emptiness, and calm your mind to contemplate.

But after several hours, Mo Yuan still found nothing, and he was certain that Shi Qilin was definitely dead.

"Fine, let's hope the Qilin bloodline will be of some use!"

Mo Yuan pondered for a moment, then voluntarily cut open his chest, and drops of Qilin blood fell onto the ground. Instantly, he sensed a rumbling sound and a familiar tremor in his blood.

In a daze, the scene shifted and countless images flashed before his eyes, all of them scenes of the Qilin Clan's past glory.

Blood stained the earth, and a portal engraved with mysterious runes appeared out of thin air.

Even though the First Qilin perished and its path ended, it still left a glimmer of hope for its descendants.

Mo Yuan knew that once he stepped through this gate, he would be able to receive the inheritance of the First Qilin.

My heart was filled with excitement, and my blood resonated with it.

Whether or not fate can be changed depends on what happens next.