Primordial Era: Reborn as a Qi Immortal, Steadily Cultivating

Chapter 196 The Mysterious Tortoise Transforms into a Pillar to Mend the Sky's Gap, Achieving Perfect Merit and Proving its Saintly Body

Apart from the sage Taiqing, who is pure and inactive.

After a brief moment of shock, the two saints, Yuqing and Shangqing, also had different expressions.

Even the usually arrogant and dignified Yuanshi Tianzun, who valued luck above all else, now showed a complex expression on his face.

In the end, he subtly nodded towards the figure of the Martial Ancestor.

It seemed like approval, yet also like a sigh.

Although he disliked the disorder of human affairs, he believed that all things should follow the order of nature and each should be in its proper place.

However, at this moment, one cannot help but be deeply moved by the Martial Ancestor's selfless dedication and great sense of responsibility for the survival of all living beings in the primordial world.

In his view, since the beginning of time...

It was also unexpected that there was a post-natal being who possessed three parts of the spirit of the Father God Pangu.

For all living beings in the primordial world, I will support the heavens with my own body!

Such merit and such spirit are enough to make any self-proclaimed profound origins and ancestral divine beings ashamed!
Meanwhile, the Shangqing Tongtian Saint, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, clapped his hands and laughed heartily, his laughter filled with delight.

He looked intently at the Primordial Celestial Venerable beside him, whose expression was complex, and spoke loudly:

"Second brother, you have always looked down on those creatures born from eggs and covered in fur and horns, but you never expected that today there would be such a magnificent feat as the Martial Ancestor of the human race supporting the heavens!"

“My second brother and I are both transformed from the primordial spirit of Father God Pangu. You should know that when Father God created heaven and earth and transformed into all things, it was to seek a glimmer of hope and a sliver of change for all living beings in this primordial world, not to seek an unchanging order.”

Upon hearing Shangqing's words, a hint of displeasure appeared on Yuanshi Tianzun's face.

He snorted coldly, but did not utter a word in rebuttal.

Tongtian's words, though harsh, left him with no room for argument.

The facts are clear: those who are holding up this world today are not the disciples of saints from the orthodox sects of Xuanmen, nor are they those innate masters who claim to have extraordinary origins.

And it was precisely the kind of beings born after birth that he had always looked down upon.

Upon realizing this, Yuanshi Tianzun turned away with a flick of his sleeve and then fell silent.

The two Western Saints were filled with admiration at this moment.

Especially the Sage Zhunti, whose eyes gleamed with a sharp light.

He stared intently at the imposing figure of the Martial Ancestor, unaware of what he was pondering.

Human race!

He saw the boundless potential within the human race in this great undertaking of flood control.

Now, thanks to the Martial Ancestor's act of supporting all living beings, the heavens have been restored.

Its position as the protagonist of heaven and earth is now beyond any possibility of being shaken.

Its potential and fortune are no less than those of the ancient Lich and Demon races.

If we can convert all these protagonists of heaven and earth, and use them as the foundation of Western religion and as the education of all people, then we can achieve great things.

With the West, how could it not prosper?!
"Senior brother," the Sage Zhunti transmitted his voice, unable to contain his excitement, "If we can convert this race and use them as a model for civilization, what need is there for our Western Paradise not to prosper?!"

"Especially this Martial Ancestor of the Human Race, such a being with great perseverance, wisdom, and compassion, is destined to be with my West!"

"If we can convert him to our Western religion, and our Western religion will flourish in the future, we will establish Mahayana Buddhism, and this person can inherit the position of that Mahayana Buddha!"

However, as soon as he uttered these words...

The two saints, Nuwa and Taiqing, simultaneously turned their indifferent gazes toward him.

Nuwa is the Holy Mother of the Human Race, and Taiqing is the leader of the Human Religion. The fate of the Human Race is closely related to the two of them.

In front of the two of them, Zhunti openly declared that he would convert the human race's leader and even promised him the position of Buddha.

Such behavior is undoubtedly an insult to the saints in front of them.

Sage Zhunti's expression changed slightly as he felt his body being locked in place by two opposing forces.

He then gave an awkward smile and dared not say anything more.

He forgot that the human race was created by Nuwa, and that the Sage Taiqing established the Human Religion, thus having a tremendous karmic connection with the human race.

My words just now have already offended both of them.

Nuwa ignored Zhunti's petty thoughts. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly as she looked at the Martial Ancestor's true form, whose body was already trembling slightly under the immense pressure of the heavens, and slowly spoke:

"Fellow Daoists, although Martial Ancestor can support the heavens with his own body, this is ultimately not a long-term solution."

"Now that Buzhou is broken, there is no pillar to support the sky in the primordial world. If this continues, the sky will eventually collapse again."

"What is the solution to this situation?"

Upon hearing this, all the saints fell silent.

Mount Buzhou was formed from the spine of Pangu, and its importance is self-evident.

Now that Buzhou is broken, even these Heavenly Saints cannot think of anything that can replace Pangu's backbone and support this world again.

While all the saints remained silent.

The Sage who had been keeping his eyes closed and speaking, his face contorted with suffering, slowly opened his eyes.

He clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to the assembled saints, and slowly began to speak:

"Junior Sister Nuwa, there's no need to worry."

"In the past, in order to seek the Great Dao, I traveled to the four extreme regions of the primordial wilderness."

"In the Northern Sea of ​​the far north, I once saw a primordial divine beast named Xuan Turtle."

"Its body is large enough to cover the entire Northern Sea, and its cultivation is no less profound than that of the former demon saints."

"Most importantly, its limbs are as thick as mountains and indestructible. If they were cut off, they could be transformed into the Four Pillars of Heaven, standing in the four corners of the primordial world, to take the blame for Buzhou and support this world anew!"

Upon hearing these words from the Sage Who Guides, all the other sages were moved.

Without hesitation, the Holy Nuwa's divine will traversed billions of miles of void, instantly landing on the Northern Sea, which was perpetually shrouded in endless ice and dark energy.

Beneath the calm surface of the sea, a majestic sacred beast, its size unknown and seemingly one with the entire Northern Sea, lay quietly asleep.

Its aura was ancient and vast, its cultivation profound; it was clearly a primordial divine beast that had reached the quasi-saint realm.

"good."

The sage Nuwa nodded slightly, already having made up her mind.

She turned to look at the Supreme Saint of the Highest Purity beside her, and her clear, cold voice slowly rang out:

"Senior Brother Tongtian, may I borrow your Qingping Sword?" Tongtian Sect Leader asked generously.

"Junior sister, please take it without hesitation!"

Before she finished speaking, an ancient sword appeared in the auspicious clouds above her head, transformed into a stream of light, and fell into the hands of the sage Nuwa.

Nuwa, holding the Qingping Sword, nodded slightly to the assembled saints, and then took a step forward.

His saintly body had silently merged into the void and arrived in the Northern Sea in an instant.

Deep in the North Sea, a majestic black tortoise, its shell seemingly bearing the weight of an ancient world, slowly opened its eyes from its age-old slumber.

It has existed since the beginning of time, and its profound cultivation and extensive supernatural powers have long since reached the realm of quasi-saints.

Yet at this moment, its eyes were filled with endless sorrow.

He knew his time was coming to an end!

"Roar!!!"

However, sitting idly by and waiting for death is not in the nature of a naturally born divine beast in this cruel and primordial world.

The Primordial Black Tortoise let out a deafening roar, and the entire Northern Sea was engulfed in a raging torrent.

He opened his blood-red maw, and the endless Northern Dark Water transformed into a black torrent, rising against the heavens and rushing madly towards the sage Nuwa above the nine heavens.

However, he ultimately underestimated the terror of the saint.

Seeing this, the sage Nuwa calmly raised her other jade hand and gently tossed it into the void.

A red embroidered ball, wrapped with countless red threads of cause and effect, appeared in response to the call.

A top-grade innate merit treasure, the Red Embroidered Ball!

As soon as this treasure appeared, it transformed into a stream of light, ignoring the Northern Dark Water.

In an instant, the causal red thread tightly bound the massive and majestic body of the innate black tortoise, rendering it completely immobile!

Immediately afterwards, the sage Nuwa no longer hesitated in the slightest.

She gently slashed the Azure Lotus Sword, which contained the sword intent of reaching the heavens, towards the Xuan Turtle below.

The innate black tortoise couldn't even utter a single scream.

Its four massive, towering legs, as thick as divine mountains, were severed at the root, completely cut off by the supreme sword intent.

With a flick of her sleeve, the sage Nuwa captured the four towering giant feet in her hands.

His figure flickered again and returned to the shattered sky of Buzhou Mountain.

She gently tossed her four enormous feet toward the four cardinal directions of the primordial land.

Boom! ! !
As the four giant feet descended, they swelled in the wind and transformed into four truly towering pillars, hundreds of millions of feet tall, capable of supporting the heavens and earth, which landed heavily on the four extreme regions of the primordial wilderness!

The pillar supporting the sky at the easternmost point, with green wood as its base, is full of vitality.

The westernmost pillar supporting the sky, with Geng metal as its bone, exudes a fierce aura that soars to the heavens.

The Antarctic pillar supports the sky, its source being fire, its divine flames soaring to the heavens.

The North Pole is a pillar supporting the heavens, with mysterious water as its foundation, and thousands of miles of ice.

Just as these four pillars of heaven completely fell down!
The once crumbling and slowly collapsing primordial sky has finally regained its former stability.

Then the endless tribulation clouds that had enveloped the primordial world slowly dissipated.

The torrent of weak water that poured down from the shattered sky was also completely cut off.

The entire primordial world was restored to clarity once more.

Wu Zuyuan, who was originally standing firmly on the ground and supporting the sky with his body, suddenly felt all the pressure around him disappear.

He slowly lowered his hands, which were powerful enough to split the chaos, and the Martial Ancestor's true form, which was hundreds of millions of feet tall, also slowly faded away, returning to its ordinary human appearance.

It was at this time.

Above the nine heavens, the Heavenly Dao roared!
The purest and most primordial energy of Xuanhuang manifested out of thin air from the even higher and more distant chaotic void beyond the heavens.

Their sheer number caused them to converge in an instant, forming a vast and boundless golden river that slowly flowed downwards.

Its vastness and grandeur are second only to the immeasurable merits of those saints when they attained sainthood.

The Heavenly River of Merit has been divided into eight parts.

Of these, fifty percent fell into the hands of Nuwa, the saint who spearheaded the great task of mending the heavens.

Having received such immense merit, the already perfect and flawless holy aura surrounding the Holy Nuwa became even more unfathomable.

The other five saints, Taiqing, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Jieyin, and Zhunti, all had contributed to mending the heavens and each received their own rewards.

Another ten percent fell into the Northern Sea, onto the Xuan Turtle that had lost its physical body and was left with only a wisp of its primordial spirit.

And that final three-fold success.

It all transformed into a thick, mountain-like golden pillar of light, which fell from the heavens into the body of the Martial Ancestor.

The Martial Ancestor of the Human Race spearheaded the great cause of flood control, and then sacrificed himself to become the pillar of heaven, buying precious time for mending the sky. He deserves this immense merit!
Immeasurable merit enters the body!

Wu Zuyuan's martial arts body, which was on the verge of collapse due to forcibly supporting the sky, was rapidly restored at a speed visible to the naked eye under the nourishment of this vast merit.

Besides.

The immense merit of mending the heavens was further intertwined with the already immense human destiny within his body.

His original martial arts form underwent another terrifying and earth-shattering transformation.

Flesh, bones, and spirit were all tempered to an unprecedentedly terrifying state under the baptism of that immeasurable merit!
Finally, it was accompanied by a long, melodious Daoist chant that seemed to originate from the very source of the Great Dao.

A supreme holy body, shrouded in boundless profound and yellow merit, whose every move resonated with the entire human destiny, suddenly took shape!

A sacred body imbued with the merits of humanity!

The mystery of this sacred body is that it is indestructible and impervious to all laws, making it no weaker than the true bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Witches who inherited the bloodline of Pangu.

And his cultivation progressed rapidly under the impetus of this immeasurable merit.

The bottleneck that had plagued them for who knows how long suddenly shattered!
His cultivation level rose steadily, and he naturally entered the Great Luo Perfection realm!

He was only one step away from achieving the quasi-saintly Dao fruit of severing the three corpses and attaining immortality.

His cultivation had advanced so much that, in just a short moment, he had already surpassed Ma Yuan, who was still in the mid-stage of the Great Luo realm.

(End of this chapter)