Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 1032 - 751 King Yu, the First Emperor

Chapter 1032: 751 King Yu, the First Emperor

With the blood essence of a Chaos Demigod, Fuxi the Heavenly Emperor could have achieved Dao. However, with the blood essence of a Chaos Demigod, the time it took for Fuxi the Heavenly Emperor to achieve Dao would undoubtedly be much shorter.

"Nine-horned Desolate Dragon, if my Human Race were to prosper greatly, your contributions would be indispensable." After taking one last look at the Nine-horned Desolate Dragon, Jiang Chen turned and left the place.

He had stayed here long enough and it was time to check on another seal site.

The only Great Divine Transcendent who was sealed by King Yu was the Nine-horned Desolate Dragon. Apart from him, the strongest among all those sealed by King Yu was an Innate Ferocious Beast of Great Perfection Level in the Quasi-Saint rank.

This was a second-generation Fierce Beast, extremely ancient, at least much older than the Nine-horned Desolate Dragon, born before the Great Ancient period.

As a Fierce Beast, it had survived the Quantitative Calamity of Fierce Beasts, the Great Calamity of the Three Clans, and the Quantitative Calamity of the Witch and Demon Clans, the three devastating Heavenly Earth Calamities, yet it had not fallen. It must be said, its luck was astonishingly good.

Unfortunately, being a second-generation Fierce Beast, it had no rationality to speak of. In the late ancient times, it was summoned by the Nine-horned Desolate Dragon, followed him causing calamities to Heaven and Earth, and eventually was sealed. Otherwise, with its luck, it might have survived the Enshrinement Calamity.

"Hmm? Is it about to die?"

When Jiang Chen arrived beside this second-generation Fierce Beast, he found it barely breathing, its life force immensely weak, on the verge of demise.

"The Nine States seal shouldn’t be this strong?"

Jiang Chen found it strange. If Nine States were thriving continually, ending the life of a Quasi-Saint Great Perfection Level Fierce Beast wouldn’t be difficult, but the peak of Nine States didn’t last long.

As a result, many of the Fierce Beasts sealed by King Yu did not suffer much harm. It was possible they were weak, but to say they were on their last breath seemed exaggerated. The continuously weakening foundation of Nine States did not have that capability.

"Strange!"

Feeling puzzled in his heart, Jiang Chen carefully inspected and discovered that nearly a thousand years ago, someone had arrived here before him, extracting ninety percent of this Fierce Beast’s Original Source, leading it to become increasingly feeble, and now gasping at death’s door.

"It was the First Emperor!"

"He had once been here!"

Releasing his Divine Thought to sense around, Jiang Chen vaguely perceived that twelve golden figures had once stood here, firmly suppressing the Fierce Beast, frenziedly devouring the Sha Qi and Original Source from its body.

"That’s it, the age in which the First Emperor lived was indeed prosperous, but after all, it was a world post the Investiture of the Gods. The Ancient Chaos Earth had long been fragmented, even if it was prosperous, it wasn’t much stronger than now, and they lacked many resources."

"To fabricate twelve golden figures wasn’t difficult, but to enhance their strength to the Great Perfection realm of the Innate Dao Sovereign, a massive amount of resources was undoubtedly needed."

"Although the First Emperor had received the heritage of Fuxi and had partaken in the inheritance and partial legacy of Chiyou and Great Shang, what he received were merely fragments, only the transmission of Divine Abilities and not many resources."

"Where did the resources required to elevate the twelve golden figures come from then? They must have devoured the Fierce Beasts once sealed by King Yu, using their flesh and Original Source to nourish the twelve golden figures, thus refining them to the Great Perfection realm of the Innate Dao Sovereign."

Moved by the thought, Jiang Chen recalled the life of the First Emperor and roughly understood what had happened.

In his life, the First Emperor’s luck was arguably both good and bad. The good part was that during his youth, he had received the heritage of Chiyou, and as an adult, he acquired some treasures left by Great Shang. After unifying the land, he then received the heritage of Fuxi at Li Mountain.

Ordinary people would wake from their dreams smiling if they encountered even one of these, but the First Emperor had remarkably encountered all three, his luck truly reaching an extreme point.

However, to say that the First Emperor’s luck reached an extreme point, then there comes the downside. The three heritages he received, though advantageous, were incomplete.

In the past, Chiyou battled Xuanyuan, the Human Emperor, who had the support of high-ranking practitioners from the Chan Teaching and numerous gods from Heaven Court. Chiyou was well-supported too, not only by the Witch Clan but also by races related to the Witch Clan, all standing by his side.

The Demon Clan left behind not many resources, but the Witch Clan was different. The resources accumulated over the countless years of dominating the Prehistoric World had not been lost and were still under the control of the Witch Clan.

Yes, even though the Witch Clan had declined, nobody dared to target the Witch Clan’s treasury, as they had with the Demon Clan by storming directly into the Heaven Court treasury to divide the Demon Clan’s foundation.

Joking aside, the masters of the Demon Clan were exterminated, but not those of the Witch Clan. Mother Earth was still present. With her there, who would dare to target the Witch Clan’s treasury in the vast Prehistoric World? Not even a Saint would dare, fearing to anger Mother Earth.

Moreover, no Great Divine Transcendent would dare to make a move. Even though Mother Earth was known for her benevolence throughout the Prehistoric World, her hands were still stained with the blood of many powerful beings from the Prehistoric World.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, they were all ruthless beings, each more ferocious than the next. Although Mother Earth was benevolent, she was unrelenting when it came to killing.

With Mother Earth’s protection, who would dare to touch the resources accumulated by the Witch Clan?

The Demon Clan ruled the Boundless Starry Sky, possessing endless resources. And the Witch Clan wasn’t lacking either, ruling over the Great Ancient Chaos Earth.

The Prehistoric Chaos Earth of that time was not as it is now; it was the true body of the Prehistoric World, countless famous mountains and rivers, Innate Spiritual Herbs like cabbages by the roadside, everywhere to be seen. Innate Spiritual Treasures would also emerge from time to time.

A land filled with treasures, that was the Prehistoric Chaos Earth of that era. With the Witch Clan ruling such a precious land, the wealth they accumulated can be imagined.