Primordial Era: Reborn as a Qi Immortal, Steadily Cultivating

Chapter 29 The Northern Sea Floods Zifu Continent

A primordial, deadly aura was rising everywhere.

However, all of this had absolutely nothing to do with Skull Mountain, which had long been isolated by an invisible array.

Above the mountain peak, outside the White Bone Cave.

Ma Yuan, dressed in a simple Taoist robe, was hovering in mid-air.

With his eyes slightly closed, his hands continuously formed incredibly profound hand seals.

As he moved, runes shimmering with a mysterious yellow luster and imbued with supreme Daoist essence flew from his fingertips and silently merged into the seemingly tranquil mountain range below.

He is perfecting his protective mountain formation.

This grand formation is completely different from any other killing formation, illusion formation, or bewildering formation in the primordial world.

It does not rely on simple energy impacts or law-based restrictions for defense.

At its core lies Ma Yuan's unique understanding of the Dao of Cause and Effect.

He used the entire Skull Mountain's mountains and ridges as the foundation of the array, the myriad spiritual roots and immortal plants within the mountain as the array's core, and drew upon the spiritual energy of the heavens as the driving force.

Each rune he casts is not merely a vessel for celestial energy, but also a thread of cause and effect that he forcibly twists and weaves.

What he wants to do is destroy the entire Skull Mountain.

Temporarily detached from the vast web of causal relationships in the primordial world!
Once this formation is successful, Skull Mountain will completely disappear from the secrets of heaven.

In the eyes of powerful outsiders, this place will become just an ordinary, desolate wilderness, unremarkable and not worth paying attention to.

Below him stood Shiji, Heifeng, and Cangyun.

They stand solemnly in three directions, protecting the Dharma.

Their task was not only to guard the surroundings and prevent any living beings from disturbing them.

More importantly, it was in accordance with Ma Yuan's prior instructions.

Using his own magical power as a guide, he carefully maintained the flow of spiritual energy at each node of the mountain's spiritual veins, ensuring a stable and smooth energy supply for the entire formation.

This process was also an incredible opportunity for all three of them.

They could clearly feel that as Ma Yuan set up the formation, a profound and wondrous divine aura began to permeate the entire sky above Skull Mountain.

That divine charm does not belong to the Five Elements, nor does it involve Yin and Yang; it is ethereal and intangible, yet it seems to be everywhere.

Shiji, being a naturally formed stubborn rock, is most compatible with the Earth element.

She could clearly feel that, under Ma Yuan's guidance, the earth's energy in the entire Skull Mountain was slowly pulsating in a way she had never seen before, yet it was incredibly harmonious, as if it had come to life.

This deepened her understanding of her own Earth Path and brought her great benefits.

Black Wind and Azure Clouds, on the other hand, were more focused on sensing the flow of spiritual energy.

They discovered that under Ma Yuan's guidance, the spiritual energy in the mountains no longer flowed chaotically, but instead formed exquisitely intricate cycles.

Each cycle improves the quality of the spiritual energy by a small amount.

They practice breathing exercises in this cycle.

Its efficiency is several times faster than the usual hard work!
Time flowed slowly in this tranquil yet mysterious atmosphere.

The protective array that enveloped the entire Skull Mountain.

It is being perfected little by little in Ma Yuan's hands.

……

Just as Ma Yuan was painstakingly managing Skull Mountain.

On the distant East China Sea.

That sacred place, once shrouded in celestial mists and where countless immortals came to pay homage.

It has now been transformed into a desolate wasteland shrouded in black, stagnant water.

The endless Northern Darkness True Water contains terrifying corrosive power, turning all the former pavilions, towers, immortal herbs, and spiritual roots into nothingness.

What was once a blessed land of immortals is now nothing but desolation and bleakness.

Above the sky, dark clouds gathered, obscuring the sun.

The Demon Emperor Di Jun, with the Hetu Luoshu above his head and billions of stars surrounding him, looked down indifferently at everything below.

Beside him, eight incredibly powerful demon saint auras, such as Yingzhao, Jimeng, and Guiche, completely sealed off the surrounding void, creating a net that stretched from heaven to earth.

On the other side of the battlefield, on the massive body of the Demon Master Kunpeng, a huge sword wound piercing through his body was burning with blazing pure Yang true fire, constantly eroding his life force.

His sinister eyes were fixed on the only standing figure below, filled with resentment and horror.

Amidst the heavy encirclement, a dazzling purple divine light, like a rising, indomitable sun, illuminated the shores of the East China Sea.

Dongwanggong!
At this moment, he had long lost the composure and majesty he once possessed as the head of the male immortals.

His purple robe was already soaked with blood and seawater. His hair ornament was broken, and his long hair was disheveled.

On his left shoulder, a deep claw mark, revealing bone, was continuously oozing purplish-gold divine blood.

That was the fatal wound left by Kunpeng's desperate attack.

But he still stood straight, holding the Dragon Head Cane, a treasure of merit, in his left hand, and gripping the Pure Yang Sword, a supreme innate spiritual treasure, in his right hand, his eyes calmly surveying the powerful enemies around him.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Suddenly, the Eastern King Duke looked up at the sky and laughed loudly. His laughter was filled with endless sorrow and pride.

His gaze swept over the terrifying demon saints and over the demon master Kunpeng.

Ultimately, it fell upon Taiyi, who held the Chaos Bell.

Donghuang Taiyi!

At this moment, Taiyi was surrounded by the true fire of the sun, and the violent and domineering aura belonging to the emperor of heaven and earth swept around like a raging tide.

He looked at his opponent, who was now at his wit's end, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Dong Wang Gong, you have defied the heavens, and today is your death day!" Taiyi's voice was like a divine decree, full of majesty.

"Death date?" Upon hearing this, the Eastern King Duke laughed even louder.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared directly at his destined foe, his fighting spirit soaring to the heavens!
"Donghuang Taiyi! You and I, one is the Eastern King, the other the Eastern Emperor! We both possess the pure Yang and supremely strong physique. Today, we will settle our differences here and now, and decide our fate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Wanggong showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he pushed his remaining momentum to its limit!
His wounds, fueled by the violent magic, gushed out even more blood, but he paid no heed. His resolute determination to go against a million men made all the demon gods present tremble with fear!

A final, earth-shattering battle seems imminent.

However, at this moment.

A clear, cold voice, tinged with a deep apology, reached his ears.

"Brother Dao... I'm sorry."

The Eastern King Duke's body suddenly trembled. He turned around with difficulty and saw that not far away, the Western Queen Mother, who had just been blown away by the Chaos Bell, was now standing gracefully in the void.

She glanced at her Daoist partner, who was being besieged by two powerful experts and was already in a hopeless situation.

He glanced again at the still unharmed Demon Emperor Di Jun in the distance, and at the eight demon race Great Saints who were eyeing him menacingly.

My heart felt only ice-cold.

The tide has turned, and there is no possibility of turning the tide.

The demon race's foundation is ultimately incomparable to that of the celestial court.

The Celestial Court has been defeated.

They suffered a complete and utter defeat.

She was ultimately not like the Eastern King Duke, an unyielding and pure yang person.

She wants to live.

"Brother Dao, take care!"

The Queen Mother of the West gave the King Father of the East one last, deep look.

The next moment, she no longer hesitated.

The pale, dimly lit cloud-shaped banner in her hand flashed with light, completely enveloping her figure.

Then it transformed into a streak of light and fled towards the distant West Kunlun Mountains without looking back!

Deserting in the face of battle!
This scene stunned everyone present.

When Dong Wanggong saw that resolute departing figure, he was first taken aback.

Then, a carefree smile appeared on his face.

He burst into laughter, but there was no anger in his laughter, only endless desolation and relief.

"Hahaha! Good! Farewell! You didn't want to live with me, but you can live on your own!"

"I, the Eastern King, was born of heaven and earth, and am the head of pure Yang. How can I live like a stray dog ​​in this world?!"

As the laughter subsided, an unprecedentedly brilliant divine light erupted from the eyes of the Eastern King!
A terrifying aura, enough to make even Di Jun and Tai Yi present change color, suddenly erupted from his body!

"Oh no! He's about to self-destruct his own power!" Taiyi's expression changed drastically!

At this moment, the already severely injured body of the Eastern King Duke began to burn fiercely like a huge furnace!
He was burning away all of his innate pure yang energy!

He was willing to sacrifice his entire life and cultivation to unleash his most extreme and glorious attack!
"Taiyi! Come with me on my journey!"

The Eastern King roared, transforming himself into a purple sword light that pierced through the heavens and earth.

With a suicidal attitude, it crashed fiercely into Donghuang Taiyi!

(End of this chapter)