txolops Chapter 131 Erasing the Mark of Heaven and Earth
Chapter 131 Erasing the Mark of Heaven and Earth
Chapter 131 Erasing the Mark of Heaven and Earth
After that, Zhen Yuanzi did not slack off in the slightest after returning to Wanshou Mountain and merging with Huoyun Cave.
Although the powerful enemy has temporarily retreated, hidden dangers remain. The Qiankun Cauldron, a supreme innate treasure seized from the Qiankun Daoist, has far-reaching implications and cannot be ignored.
Deep within the Wuzhuang Temple, within the core forbidden area of the earth's veins.
Zhen Yuanzi sat cross-legged, his body radiating a profound and yellow Daoist aura that rose and fell gently like the tides, in sync with the breathing of the entire Wanshou Mountain.
Before him, a simple, ancient-looking cauldron with three legs and two handles floated silently. It was the Qiankun Cauldron.
At this moment, however, the Qiankun Cauldron's radiance was restrained, even appearing somewhat dim. On the cauldron's body, the grayish-white finger mark left by Zhen Yuanzi's chaotic finger force was still clearly visible, like a blemish on a beautiful woman's face, indicating the severe damage it had suffered.
Deeper still, there are ripples that are difficult to calm after the primordial shock, and the primordial spirit imprint of the Qiankun Daoist that is like a bone-deep sore, firmly entwined deep within the core of the treasure, connected to the primordial source.
"A supreme innate treasure, truly living up to its name."
Zhen Yuanzi stared at the Qiankun Cauldron, pondering to himself. Even though it was damaged and its owner had fled in a sorry state, the cauldron itself still possessed a grand will and supreme Daoist charm that could "stabilize the universe and refine all things," which was still awe-inspiring.
Its material is neither gold nor jade, seemingly both real and illusory, as if it were formed from the most primordial laws of heaven and earth, indestructible and impervious to all laws.
If his finger strike hadn't been imbued with the power of the Earth Book, the Apricot Yellow Banner, and the Flame Light Banner, and driven by the chaotic intent, he probably wouldn't have even been able to leave this trace.
He attempted to use his own perfected mid-stage Hunyuan Golden Immortal divine sense, combined with the chaotic magic power cultivated from the "Earth Chaos Scripture," to slowly probe into the Qiankun Cauldron.
The cauldron emitted a low, rebellious hum, not intense, but carrying a kind of instinctive rejection.
One after another, the innate divine restrictions containing the mysteries of spatial separation and directional definition are like the most intricate chains, layer upon layer, guarding the faint yet extremely resilient primordial imprint belonging to the Qiankun Daoist deep within the core.
This mark is intertwined with the life and death of Daoist Qiankun. As long as Daoist Qiankun lives, this mark will be like an immortal root, difficult to completely eradicate.
Forcibly refining it would not only be less efficient, but could also trigger a backlash from the mark, or even cause a distant, unknown Daoist to sense it, adding unnecessary variables.
"Buzz"
"Just as I thought." Zhen Yuanzi withdrew his divine sense, showing no surprise in his eyes.
At their level, especially for beings like Qiankun Daoren who have the origins of a Chaos Demon God, their connection with their natal treasure has long surpassed simple refining; they are almost one with it.
Unless the owner is completely dead and his cultivation is extinguished, it is practically a pipe dream for outsiders to completely seize and refine a supreme innate treasure.
"If we cannot force it, we can only proceed slowly, like water dripping on a stone."
Zhen Yuanzi devised a strategy.
He did not rush to attack the core origin mark, but instead focused on the primordial spirit imprints left by Qiankun Daoist on various parts of the cauldron, on the relatively outer periphery.
He made hand seals, and the "Great Earth Chaos Scripture" began to circulate. Chaotic energy permeated his body, enveloping him and the Qiankun Cauldron.
This time, he no longer attempted to refine it, but instead used his own vast and powerful magical power, which combined the weight of the earth with the inclusiveness of chaos.
Like the finest sandpaper, or like water that seeps into every crevice, it begins to patiently wash away and erase those relatively independent imprints of the primordial spirit, again and again.
This process is extremely tedious and mentally taxing.
Each mark embodies the unique understanding and magical properties of the Daoist of Space by Qiankun Daoist, making them exceptionally resilient.
Zhen Yuanzi needs to slowly wear it down with his own Daoist aura, ensuring the effect of eradication while carefully controlling the intensity to avoid overstimulating the core origin imprint and causing unpredictable consequences.
Time slips away quietly in this slow, meticulous process. In the primordial chaos, years are immeasurable; perhaps the outside world has witnessed countless cycles of vegetation withering and flourishing, and the stars shifting and the seasons changing.
Within the forbidden area, Zhen Yuanzi remained unmoved, as if he had transformed into an ancient stone statue.
Only the Qiankun Cauldron in front of him underwent subtle changes under the erosion of the long years.
The originally dim luster of the cauldron seemed to have become slightly more restrained and peaceful because it was no longer under the immediate control of Qiankun Daoren and was continuously nourished by Zhen Yuanzi's chaotic magic power.
Those subtle primordial spirit imprints belonging to the Qiankun Daoist, scattered throughout the cauldron, were like candles flickering in the wind, slowly extinguishing and dissipating one after another.
Meanwhile, in another mysterious place on Longevity Mountain—the Fire Cloud Cave Heaven, which is closely connected to the main mountain range's veins and whose entrance is hidden in the halo of the mountain-protecting array—Hongyun is also in deep seclusion.
Inside the Fire Cloud Cave, crimson clouds form the sky, dark yellow clouds cover the ground, spiritual liquid forms streams, and immortals are everywhere.
Crimson Cloud hovered before the most concentrated cloud of fire and the fusion of primordial and yellow energy at the core of the cave, its four-elemental radiance flowing endlessly, resonating in perfect harmony with the Daoist spirit of the entire cave.
He wasn't refining himself like Zhen Yuanzi through a meticulous process, but rather "comprehending" and "integrating."
As a top-tier blessed land in the primordial world, the mystery of Huoyun Cave goes far beyond its rich spiritual energy and portability.
It is more like a sleeping ancient consciousness, possessing its own unique laws and heritage. Hongyun is its destined "master".
At this moment, he was immersed in the primordial will of this wondrous grotto, communicating with it and absorbing what it contained.
Regarding the profound meanings of the Great Dao, such as the extreme transformation of fire, the carefree movement of clouds, and the merits of the mysterious and yellow realms.
In this perfectly suited environment, his Primordial Dao Fruit was carefully cleansed and nourished, becoming more solid and harmonious.
The understanding of the Four Symbols Returning to the Origin, especially the control of the two fundamental elements of fire and cloud, is deepening and expanding at an unprecedented speed.
He could even vaguely sense that if he could fully comprehend the mysteries of the Fire Cloud Cave, his path would no longer be limited to the Four Symbols Returning to Origin. Perhaps he could forge a unique path of primordial chaos that was both carefree and auspicious, both agile and profound.
Within the grotto, the speed at which the fiery clouds swirled seemed to become more profound as his understanding deepened, and the noble primordial energy became increasingly calm and serene.
Hongyun's aura steadily increased in this silent comprehension, moving towards the perfect state of the early stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal.
Longevity Hill, under the quiet contemplation of its two owners, maintains a state of tranquility that is outwardly relaxed but inwardly focused.
All the creatures in the mountains, whether they are emperors, Zhenwu, the Four Divine Beasts, or the Nine Spirits, are grateful for the excellent cultivation environment created by the masters. They all work hard, and the overall strength of the Longevity Mountain lineage is quietly increasing.
On this day, inside the forbidden area at the core of the earth's veins.
Zhen Yuanzi slowly opened his eyes. A glint of light flashed in the chaotic void beneath his eyes before returning to calm.
Before him, the Qiankun Cauldron still floated anciently, but if one carefully sensed it with divine sense, one would find that the primordial spirit imprints belonging to the Qiankun Daoist, which were originally densely covered with spider webs on the cauldron, had almost completely dissipated and become barely perceptible.
Only that one primordial mark deep within the core, like a stabilizing force or an inextinguishable spark, stubbornly persists, maintaining the final and most fundamental connection with the mysterious and unseen Daoist Qiankun.
"That's about it."
Zhen Yuanzi murmured to himself, his tone carrying a hint of calm that came with years of painstaking effort. He had done all he could. The rest was beyond what seclusion and further training could solve.