The Primordial Era: Starting from Being Forced to Become an Apprentice of the Three Pure Ones

Chapter 222 Randeng's Defeat and Escape, Aoki's Mediation

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Ran Deng never imagined that he, a cultivator at the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, would be defeated by Qiu Shou Xian, who had just broken through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

What he found even harder to accept was that the two innate spiritual treasures he had painstakingly cultivated for many years...

Before the opponent's strange longsword, it appeared so weak and powerless, like ordinary iron.

The successive setbacks he suffered were like cold, sharp thorns, piercing the deepest part of his Daoist heart.

For a long time, the resentment accumulated due to the stagnation of his cultivation, and the bitterness caused by being suppressed by Venus and ignored by the Primordial Celestial Venerable, were the outlets for all his emotions.

He blamed all his difficulties on external factors, firmly believing that his foundation in the teachings he received at the Zixiao Palace was the key to his success.

Even if one cannot reach the position of a saint, cultivating to the level of a quasi-saint like Zhen Yuanzi should be a natural outcome.

As fellow travelers in the mortal world, he believed that his innate foundation was not much inferior to others. If others could do it, why couldn't he?

However, at this moment, this deep-rooted belief began to crumble inch by inch amidst the fierce sword light of Qiu Shou Xian and his own disheveled escape.

If his previous difficulty in advancing his cultivation could be attributed to interference from outsiders, today, despite his clearly superior level, he was utterly defeated by his opponent's fierce courage and the sharp blade in his hand.

This harsh reality forced him to believe that his potential was ultimately limited and that his path should end here.

Once this thought arises, it's like a festering sore that's hard to get rid of.

A deep sense of self-doubt, mixed with the shame of defeat and deep-seated resentment, quietly polluted his originally clear Dao heart, covering it with a thick layer of dust.

He was unaware that this flaw in his heart, if not corrected soon, would lead to problems at some crucial juncture in the future.

This will inevitably give birth to a demonic heart that devours the Dao, and may even lead him into the path of eternal damnation, turning him into a monstrous evil that wreaks havoc on the primordial world.

Right now, however, the relentless, murderous aura emanating from behind him left him no time for introspection or self-reflection.

From the shadows, Venus, who had witnessed the entire chase, couldn't help but let out a barely audible sigh:

"If I had known my faith would be clouded today, why did I secretly collude with the Western Sect and ruin my future?"

Ahead, the fierce light in Qiu Shou Xian's eyes intensified, and its speed suddenly increased, instantly closing the distance with Ran Deng.

He roared, and the Lion-Headed Saber in his hand emitted a ghastly blue light, the blade trembling...

Hundreds and thousands of sword energies poured down and covered Ran Deng's back.

Ran Deng was horrified. His body was enveloped in a surge of protective immortal light, and the spirit coffin lamp flew out on its own, casting a faint glow to protect its master.

With a deafening roar, most of the sword energy was blocked, but his Dao heart was in turmoil and his magic power was inevitably sluggish. In the end, his defenses were pierced by a few sword energies that managed to slip through the net.

With a few "rip" sounds, the robes tore apart, and blood splattered out.

With a painful scream, Randeng could no longer maintain his balance and staggered towards the edge of a cloud-shrouded mountain range below.

He did not fall directly onto the rocks, but was gently stopped by a barrier.

At this moment, his internal organs were trembling, his meridians were throbbing with pain, and in his panic, he couldn't even tell where he was.

Driven only by the most primal instinct for survival, he struggled to his feet and screamed for help towards the barrier:

"This humble Taoist is being hunted by villains and is at my wit's end! I beg you, fellow Taoists in the mountains, to have mercy and lend a helping hand! I humbly request your compassion!"

Behind him, Qiu Shouxian had been chasing him all the way from outside Xiqi City. The rage in his heart for avenging his fellow disciples had already reached its peak, burning away all his caution.

His eyes were only on the disheveled figure of Ran Deng fleeing, and his mind was solely focused on sending him to the Investiture of the Gods. As for whose dojo this was, he had no interest in it at all.

"As the Vice Leader of the Chan Sect and a guest of the Zixiao Palace, your actions are utterly despicable! You flee from battle, showing no responsibility or courage whatsoever; it's utterly chilling!"

The wiry-headed immortal strode through the air, his voice like thunder, each word piercing the heart.

As Ran Deng listened to the sharp insults, his face turned pale, his eyes turned bloodshot, and his chest heaved violently, but he could not utter a single word in rebuttal.

He even pathetically felt that everything the other person said was true, and that he was truly so worthless.

Speechless? Then there's no need for further words. I'll send you where you belong!

Qiu Shou Xian's killing intent surged. Without another word, he raised the Lion-Qiu Blade high, pouring his powerful Great Luo magic into it. The blade hummed as he prepared to strike at Randeng with all his might.

At the critical moment, a bright green rainbow light emerged from the protective barrier, moving at great speed and carrying with it a pure and vibrant innate wood energy.

However, beneath this vitality lies a sharp, piercing intent.

Qiu Shou Xian immediately realized that what was coming was a precious pearl with flowing blue light, and the cultivation level of the person controlling it was only at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level.

Such an attack would be difficult to severely injure a Great Luo Golden Immortal like him, but there was no need to take it head-on with his physical body.

"clang!"

A crisp, deafening collision rang out as the emerald green light and the cyan blade clashed violently, scattering a trail of dazzling sparks.

The Lion-Headed Blade remained motionless, while the emerald green wood spirit bead was sent flying back by a tremendous force.

At the same time, a figure in cyan quietly appeared and stood not far in front of Ran Deng.

The newcomer was Aoki. His face was calm, and his gaze swept indifferently over the two men who were on the verge of exchanging blows.

His appearance was not out of any intention to favor Randeng, but rather because he did not want the tranquil Wuyi Mountain, a place for cultivation, to be tainted by the overwhelming bloodlust and endless resentment that erupted when the Great Luo Golden Immortal fell.

This place is a blessed land meticulously arranged by Taibai. If it becomes a place of slaughter, it would be too unlucky and a waste of all his efforts.

"Fellow Daoists, this is the territory of Wuyi Mountain. It is not appropriate to start a war here, much less to settle karma and create further bloodshed. Please stop and leave this place."

When the two heard that this place was actually Wuyi Mountain, they were both surprised, and the image of Li Bai flashed through their minds at the same time.

However, their states of mind were completely different.

In Ran Deng's view, since this place is Wuyi Mountain and Taibai's child has appeared to mediate, Qiu Shou Xian would not dare to make a move rashly again.

Staying here to recuperate is the best course of action right now.

Even if it's just outside this protective mountain formation, at least your life is safe.

On the other hand, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Qiu Shou Xian's eyes.

He already disliked Taibai quite a bit, and now that he had come to the gate of the other party's Taoist temple, how could he be driven away by a mountain-guarding boy with just a few words?

Moreover, the future is shrouded in mystery, and even if he were to exterminate all the creatures of Wuyi Mountain, Taibai might not be able to detect it immediately.

In addition, he possesses three innate spiritual treasures, and the Taiji Talisman has the ability to conceal heavenly secrets.

As long as he acts carefully, even after the great calamity, Taibai may not be able to predict his fate.

Thinking of this, Qiu Shou Xian smiled politely and then quietly spread his divine sense towards the mountain-protecting array to probe its strength.

This inquiry, however, only made his heart sink deeper.

This formation is based on the power of the five elements, constantly generating and cycling, and cannot be broken unless it is struck by force.

Qiu Shou Xian sighed inwardly, finally realizing that he had no chance of breaking the formation by himself.

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