The Primordial Era: The Mythical Path Beginning with the Jie Sect

Chapter 123 Cultivators Engage in War, The Mysterious Figure at the Source

This Grand Luo Golden Immortal is also a newly promoted Grand Luo, a rogue cultivator from the primordial world, named Qianhuan Daoren.

Among this group of independent cultivators, his strength is among the top tier.

Cihang Daoist nodded slightly and said, "Then I wish you a resounding victory, fellow Daoist!"

Qianhuan Daoist gave a slight nod and then flew into the Investiture of the Gods battlefield.

After entering, the two exchanged names and began to fight—or rather, to battle.

Although there was no enmity between them, they both knew the rules of the Investiture of the Gods, so they did not hold back at all and went all out, as if they were mortal enemies.

Chaotic currents surged above the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods as two figures collided with a deafening crash.

The rogue cultivator Ling Du stepped into the void, his crimson Daoist robe fluttering without wind. A post-natal spiritual treasure, an ancient bronze cauldron, appeared in his right palm. Its shape was somewhat similar to the Qiankun Cauldron, except that the top was engraved with an image of a golden crow, presumably for refining weapons, alchemy, and enhancing flames.

The ancient cauldron suddenly expanded by a hundred feet, and the golden crow on the bell wall suddenly opened its three legs, flapping its wings and letting out a long cry like a living creature. Flames surged out from the cauldron, engulfing the ancient cauldron and crashing down, causing countless small worlds to be created and destroyed in its path.

Qianhuan Daoist sneered, and a long sword appeared, its blade flowing with crimson patterns and exuding the aura of an acquired spiritual treasure. Its grade was clearly higher than Lingdu's ancient bell.

He held the longsword horizontally and instantly unleashed countless sword energies, which cleaved the void with countless cracks.

The moment the sword energy collided with the ancient cauldron, time on the battlefield mysteriously froze for half a breath.

Millions of fine cracks bloomed in the void, each crack reflecting the collapse of a miniature world.

When time began to flow again, the shockwave evaporated the sea of ​​clouds into nothingness, and the mountains and rivers of the Investiture of the Gods battlefield were also cleaved into countless ravines.

The two Ronaldo players were largely unaffected and continued their fierce battle, which became increasingly brutal, with them disregarding their own safety and engaging in a battle of attrition.

Although it is said that two battles can be fought in the Investiture of the Gods battlefield, that specifically refers to those with great supernatural powers and disciples of the Daoist sect. They are just rogue cultivators and Golden Immortals, and they do not think they can compete with the geniuses of the Daoist sect.

It is estimated that just one Daoist Grand Luo cultivator from the original Sage's lineage could wipe out countless of their rogue Grand Luo cultivators.

The two are not even on the same level. Their cultivation techniques, supernatural powers, and spiritual treasures are vastly different. How can they possibly fight?
Take the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Divine Powers as an example. Don't be fooled by their seemingly ordinary appearance. These are divine powers and techniques developed by sages based on their own insights, capable of unleashing the upper limit of the Great Dao they have mastered. They are incomparable to the techniques and divine powers that these rogue cultivators comprehend on their own.

Therefore, these rogue cultivators of the Great Luo realm cherish every opportunity and do their best to demonstrate their abilities, so as to avoid the entry of the saintly followers and becoming cannon fodder in the ensuing great war.

The battle between the two left the soldiers of Yin Shang and Xi Qi dumbfounded. Was this a battle between gods and immortals?
Just then, a child's voice came from inside.

"Senior sister, the battlefield is over there. Let's hurry over and join in the fun."

As everyone looked over, they saw a little boy of about six or seven years old flying in the air on a pair of flaming golden wheels. He was wearing a red silk shawl, a golden ring around his neck, and a small bird perched on his head. He looked like a very festive little boy.

However, the cultivator's eyes were solemn, because these items all exuded the aura of innate spiritual treasures. For such a small doll to possess so many innate spiritual treasures, it was obvious that its identity was definitely not simple.

Beside him was a beautiful young woman, whose clothes were made of innate spiritual treasures. Her identity was clear: she was undoubtedly a disciple of the Daoist sect.

Since there are very few innate spiritual treasures that resemble clothing, items worn by young girls must have been crafted later in life.

The only things capable of reversing one's innate nature are the Heavenly Emperor's original Qiankun Cauldron and Doumu Yuanjun's current supreme treasure, the Yin-Yang Furnace.

Only Taoist disciples have access to these two treasures, so this girl must be a Taoist disciple, and the doll calling her "senior sister" also undoubtedly belongs to the Taoist sect.

The girl's identity was unclear to everyone, but Cihang and Puxian recognized the doll's identity.

They must be disciples of Taiyi Zhenren, reincarnations of Lingzhuzi from Nuwa's Palace. After all, when their master bestowed spiritual treasures like the Wind-Fire Wheel upon Taiyi Zhenren, these two were present, so it's not surprising they recognized him at a glance. "Quiet! Watch carefully, we still have to go to Chaoge after we've finished!"

The girl, holding a small dog, said to the doll in an annoyed tone.

The doll wasn't angry at all. It rode on its fiery wheels, jumping and leaping around the girl, acting cute in every way.

"Senior sister, we've been walking for a long time, and I'm so hungry!"

"Didn't you just eat a few Life Fruits?"

"It's not good, senior sister. Don't you have two more Huangzhong pears? Can I have one to try?" the child said with a fawning smile.

Girl:......

"Hey, Nezha, that's enough! I finally managed to collect eight yellow plums, and you've already eaten six of them. Now you're eyeing the two I have left?"

These two are for my martial uncle; I was planning to exchange them for a spiritual treasure. Don't even think about taking them.

Nezha:......

Fruit in exchange for magical treasures?
Given Jingwei's personality, she would never do a losing deal; it would definitely have to be a primordial spiritual treasure, and its grade couldn't be low.

This is a good deal! Thinking about the five yellow plums he had, he had to find a way to get Jingwei to take him to that wealthy and powerful senior uncle. He couldn't let his senior sister Jingwei bear the favor of her senior uncle alone.

Even Nezha needs to improve!
Besides, isn't Nezha cuter than Jingwei?
Nezha's eyes darted around, and he said to Jingwei, "Senior sister, there's nothing interesting to see in the fight. Why don't we go and pay our respects to our uncle first? These fruits won't be fresh if they're left out for too long."

Jingwei rolled her eyes at him and didn't say anything. Although she didn't know what Nezha was up to, she was sure it wasn't anything good, so she just ignored him.

Nezha:......

The crowd below, seeing that the two did not make any move, continued to watch the situation on the battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods.

The two on the battlefield also determined a winner, and in the end, Ling Du emerged victorious. Although Qian Huan Dao Ren's spiritual treasure had a slight advantage, Ling Du somehow learned the Yang Five Thunder technique and launched a sneak attack at the moment when Qian Huan Dao Ren was about to win, directly blasting Qian Huan into dust. His primordial spirit and physical body were destroyed, leaving only a broken true spirit that disappeared into the void and was absorbed by the Investiture of the Gods battlefield.

After Lingdu withdrew, both sides sent cultivators to fight again.

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Great Luo Heaven

The majestic figure in the Heavenly Palace, fully activating the Heavenly Mirror, had witnessed countless years pass under the blessing of the laws of time.

The source of the stream of light emitted by the celestial mirror was finally found.

This is an incredibly vast world. The primordial wilderness is already huge enough, but in this world, it is not even as big as a small mountain.

Zhou Chen had already stopped the flow of light, daring not to go any further. If it attracted the attention of important figures, the prehistoric world would be doomed.

Just as Zhou Chen was about to observe the world, suddenly, a graceful figure appeared in front of Liu Guang.

"You're here? Oh, not yet! Well, now's not the time for you to come. Go back!"

A disorienting sound came, and the image in the celestial mirror disappeared.

(End of this chapter)