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

Chapter 84 Zhunti is severely injured, Fengdu arrives.

When Zhunti entered the formation, the Three Pure Ones and the others also looked at Taizhen Xiwangmu, because their divine senses could not detect the situation inside the formation at all.

Tai Zhen understood their meaning, because she had set up the formation, so he could still observe the situation inside through these magical treasures.

With a wave of his hand, an image appeared before everyone, showing the image of the Sage Zhunti within the formation.

When Sage Zhunti entered the formation, he didn't sense anything, because it was still some distance from Ziwei Star. However, he discovered that his connection with the Heavenly Dao had been severed. But he wasn't alarmed. After all, before he became a sage, he was a top-tier supernatural being in the prehistoric world. Not to mention that after so many years as a sage, he had rapidly improved his strength by comprehending the Heavenly Dao.

Even without the power of the Heavenly Dao, he was confident that no one could harm him.

Flying directly towards the Ziwei Palace on the Ziwei Star, Zhunti landed near the Ziwei Palace. Before he could even walk towards the Ziwei Palace, a wave that seemed to be in reality swept outwards from the Ziwei Palace.

Zhunti didn't take it to heart, and with a burst of magic power, he headed towards the Ziwei Palace.

However, when the attack hit the wave, it passed right through it and struck the ground with a loud bang. The wave, however, did not weaken at all and swept towards Zhunti at a relatively slow speed.

Upon seeing this, Zhunti frowned and unleashed another burst of magical power, fused with his own Dao.

Just like last time, he didn't hit anything at all. But through careful observation, he noticed a slight difference. It wasn't that he didn't hit anything, but that the magic he emitted was forced away by the wave the moment he came into contact with it. The magic was dispersed and passed through the gaps around the wave.

It was as if his attack was made of water; when it hit a hard object, it did not harm the other party in the slightest, but instead pushed it aside.

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, Zhunti did not hesitate to immediately summon the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit to defend against the approaching waves.

"Buzz!"

The wave completely ignored the defense of the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit and passed right through Zhunti's body at great speed.

In the instant before he was about to die, Zhunti finally understood the feeling that Taizhen Xiwangmu had described. His primordial spirit and the power of the Great Dao seemed to have encountered a natural enemy. Not to mention resisting or defending, he couldn't even move.

After the oppressive wave subsided, Zhunti's primordial spirit nearly collapsed, and his refined cultivation of the Great Dao also suffered the same fate. It was as if this oppressive force was not in the same dimension as him, yet it could still affect this dimension.

If you don't look closely, his primordial spirit looks much the same as usual, still as sacred and majestic as ever. But if you look closely, his primordial spirit is covered with countless cracks. The cracks are so small that if it weren't for his own primordial spirit, he wouldn't be able to perceive them at all. His primordial spirit is now like a broken porcelain doll. Although it looks like a whole, it is almost falling apart, with each fragment of the primordial spirit only connected by a tiny thread.

Zhunti's face was deathly pale. When he saw another wave of oppressive force coming at him, he turned and ran without saying a word.

Unfortunately, he was too close to the Ziwei Palace and was injured, so the oppressive aura crushed him directly.

Zhunti, who was flying, fell directly from the sky and crashed into the square in front of Ziwei Palace, getting a black eye and a swollen face.

The primordial spirit link was completely severed, splitting into countless primordial spirit fragments, directly suffering severe damage and unable to use the power of the primordial spirit. It could only slowly repair itself through the shared origin of the primordial spirit.

Zhunti's eyes showed bitterness, because the speed of repairing his primordial spirit could not keep up with the speed of the pressure coming. He only hoped that the pressure would not intensify, then at most his primordial spirit would be severely damaged, but he would not be in danger of dying. After all, his primordial spirit was only broken, not destroyed. He could repair it with the power of the Heavenly Dao when he got out. It was just a matter of how long it would take to repair.

But if it continues to increase, then he is likely at risk of perishing.

As for asking others for help, he hadn't considered it. He had no connection with the Three Pure Ones or Nuwa, so they wouldn't risk their lives for him.

His senior brother, Jieyin, would save him, but he didn't want him to come at all. Although his senior brother was much stronger than him, he was helpless against the pressure from this high dimension.

If I can't even withstand one wave, my senior brother won't fare much better. I can't let him be in such danger as well.

He sensed the watchful eyes as soon as he entered, and guessed that it was the Queen Mother of the West's method, allowing the Three Pure Ones and others to see his situation, so that he would not act recklessly and harm the Ziwei Emperor who was in seclusion.

Thinking of this, Zhunti couldn't help but smile bitterly. He raised his head and shook his head at the sky with a wry smile.

He guided his senior brother, conveying the message that he should not be saved.

Outside the formation, the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Nuwa, Haotian, Yaochi, Taizhen, and the newly arrived Zhenyuanzi, Styx, and others stared blankly at the image.

The Sage Zhunti landed in front of the Ziwei Palace, and then a visible wave of energy surged out from the Ziwei Palace.

The sage launched an attack, but it was useless!
I summoned the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit for defense, but it was useless!
The wave passed right through him, and a moment later, the sage turned and ran, moving very slowly, likely because he was injured.

As a result, he was caught up by the second wave of shock and fell directly from the sky. Then, he raised his bruised and swollen face and shook his head at them.

Everyone was stunned, including Taizhen Xiwangmu. She had been shocked before, but she never expected Zhunti to be like this! Could it be that the saint Zhunti is so incompetent?
That doesn't make sense! Before becoming a saint, Zhunti had fought with others, and they were evenly matched with her. Now that he's a saint, his strength couldn't have regressed, right? There's only one possibility: his aura has become stronger! That's why a single wave of energy could severely injure Saint Zhunti.

"Fellow Daoist Queen Mother of the West, what exactly happened at Ziwei Palace that led to this situation?" The Guide Daoist stared intently at the disheveled figure of Zhunti in the image and asked the Queen Mother of the West.

It wasn't that he didn't want to save Zhunti, but rather that his tacit understanding with Zhunti over countless years meant he knew that if he couldn't save him, he would only endanger himself as well.

But he also needed to figure out what was going on! He couldn't let his junior brother get hurt for nothing!
"Uh, I'm not quite sure either. I'm currently studying the divine technique created by the Emperor, and I can feel the oppressive aura emanating from the Emperor's secluded cultivation place."

After enduring two waves of pressure, I couldn't hold on any longer, so I escaped with Lingbao. Then, to prevent the pressure from spreading beyond Ziwei Star, I sealed off the entire star. After that, all the sages arrived." Taizhen quickly explained when he saw everyone looking at him.

"You withstood two waves and weren't injured? How come Zhunti..." Tongtian Jiaozhu said bluntly. Although he didn't finish his sentence, everyone present knew that he was asking why Zhunti was so weak! He wasn't even as good as a great supernatural being!

"Maybe it's been enhanced!" Tai Zhen replied simply.

The others nodded, accepting the explanation. Surely it couldn't be that Zhunti's strength had regressed after becoming a saint!

Stop dwelling on this issue and continue watching the tragic image of the Sage Zhunti.

Another wave of impact hit, and the once-sitting figure slumped over once more.

With a swift movement, his figure began to sway.

Suddenly, the figure could no longer sit still and lay down.

Yet another time, the figure lying down trembled uncontrollably, and fear appeared on its face for the first time.

The sage's face was ashen, and the Heavenly Dao power surrounding him spoke volumes about his mood.

The Three Pure Ones and Nuwa also looked grim. They were also saints, and if Zhunti died for no reason, they felt a sense of shared sorrow.

Just as the next wave was about to arrive, a figure exuding a tangible aura of the underworld emerged from the underworld, instantly traversing countless distances and the magic array of Ziwei Star, arriving in front of Zhunti and resisting the pressure wave.

The newcomer was none other than Zhou Chen's Dao body, the current ruler of the Netherworld and the Underworld, the Great Emperor of Fengdu.

In fact, when the Ziwei Star underwent its transformation, Fengdu was also undergoing a metamorphosis, changing from a Yin God to a Yang God. However, Fengdu was conscious and controlled its power, so it did not cause any damage to the Netherworld.

After the transformation is complete, it arrives immediately to eliminate the pressure unconsciously emitted by the transformed body, which caused harm to the surrounding area.

With a wave of his hand, he enveloped the Ziwei Palace with his own tangible Netherworld Qi before looking down at the Sage Zhunti.

Fengdu's lips twitched. How tragic! His primordial spirit had been reduced to countless tiny particles, and it was dim and lifeless. If two or three more waves of this happened, his primordial spirit would probably be completely annihilated.

However, Fengdu had no intention of saving him. With a wave of his hand, he sent Zhunti away from Ziwei Star.

He needed to guard the area for a while longer while his main body still needed time to complete its transformation, in order to prevent any accidents from happening.

However, he didn't keep staring at it. With his "Yang God" magic power, he could withstand the pressure of the main body, so he sat down cross-legged to observe the changes after transforming into the Yang God.

The most fundamental change is that his primordial spirit has been elevated to a higher dimension, becoming a more advanced existence. Different kinds of magic power and other energies have no effect on him in the slightest. Even when he comes to the primordial world, which is of the Yang attribute, he will no longer be suppressed.

After being tempered by the ancestral fire, the primordial spirit's magical power not only acquired the characteristic of "truth," but also possessed the characteristic of "oneness" of the primordial ancestral fire, giving rise to all things and encompassing everything.

What would happen if the three thousand Great Daos of the Netherworld were integrated into the Primordial Spirit, and the Primordial Spirit were used to add the attribute of "truth" to these Great Daos?

Although he thought so, this was not the Netherworld, so Fengdu could not conduct the experiment. He should wait until he returned.

At this moment, Taizhen had already opened the formation, and the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Haotian, Yaochi, Zhenyuanzi, Styx, and even the seriously injured Zhunti were helped by Jieyin to come to Fengdu.

"Fengdu, what's going on?" Tongtian Jiaozhu asked first.

Fengdu bowed to the sages, nodded to Haotian Yaochi and the others, and then replied, "It's nothing important. It's just that my main body is focused on breaking through to a higher realm, and the fluctuations were unconsciously emitted."

Zhunti………………………

(End of this chapter)