bookbashuk Chapter 8 Kunlun Holy Land, Temple Formed by Its Own
Chapter 8 Kunlun Holy Land, Temple Formed by Its Own
Tianlu looked up at the extremely violent thunderclouds, curled his lip, and muttered something disdainfully.
"You stingy person!"
He then ignored the Heavenly Dao, and his Great Luo Golden Immortal-level magical power surged within him. With a thought, the power of the Space Law, one of the six great laws, instantly gathered in his palm.
Silver-white spatial law patterns flowed at his claws, emanating a mysterious aura that distorted the void and pierced through all laws.
Tianlu gently placed his claws on the invisible innate array barrier, and the power of the spatial laws seeped in like mercury, beginning to unravel the operational rules of the array.
Although this innate formation is exquisite, it is still traceable in the face of a Great Luo Golden Immortal who controls the laws of space.
In less than a few days, Tianlu completely saw through the true nature of the formation. With a slight sway, he transformed into a stream of light, forcefully piercing through the barrier of the formation and disappearing completely into the primordial world.
Since innate formations are created by the creation of heaven and earth, they inherently possess the powerful function of shielding heavenly secrets and concealing cause and effect.
Once Tianlu entered, it was as if he had completely evaporated from the primordial world, causing the Heavenly Dao to temporarily lose its lock on him and be unable to find any trace of Tianlu.
After circling and roaring for a long time above Xikunlun, the Heavenly Dao had no choice but to slowly withdraw the sky full of purple divine lightning. The thunderclouds dispersed, and the world returned to clarity.
at the same time.
the other side.
Jade Capital Mountain, within the White Jade Capital.
As the ultimate victor in the ancient war between Dao and Demon, Hongjun is now sitting cross-legged beneath the Jade Disc of Creation, surrounded by the profound and mysterious Daoist aura.
He is attempting to unite the three corpses—the good corpse, the evil corpse, and the self-obsession—in order to thereby attain enlightenment and become the supreme sage of the Heavenly Dao.
In fact, with Hongjun's unfathomable background and foundation, he originally had the opportunity to pursue the carefree and unrestrained path of the Primordial Golden Immortal.
But fate is cruel. In that fierce and devastating war between the Dao and the Demon, which shattered the primordial world, the Demon Ancestor Rahu, seeing that all was lost, went mad and detonated the earth's veins throughout the entire Western Continent.
That self-destruction not only turned the once prosperous Western world into a barren land in an instant, with spiritual energy depleted, but also forced Hongjun, the victor, to passively bear an immense karmic burden.
This kind of cause and effect, enough to crush eternity, directly extinguished his hope of attaining the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.
In this primordial world, only by entrusting one's primordial spirit to the void of the Heavenly Dao and attaining the status of a Heavenly Dao Saint can one slowly repay this boundless karma by borrowing the vast and boundless power of the Heavenly Dao.
Only the position of Heavenly Sage can accommodate Hongjun.
But just as Hongjun was immersed in the profound realm of the Three Corpses Uniting and was cultivating diligently, a vast and supreme will descended into his sea of consciousness without warning.
That is the consciousness of the Heavenly Way.
The Heavenly Dao consciousness showed no emotional fluctuation whatsoever, merely coldly conveying a decree to Hongjun.
Head to West Kunlun to find a mythical beast, the Pixiu, and make it hand over the Twenty-Four Grade Creation Lotus.
Upon receiving this decree, Hongjun abruptly opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them, and was forced to stop his cultivation.
He was slightly stunned, his brows furrowed, and a storm raged in his heart.
What's going on?
Twenty-four grades of the Creation Lotus?
Isn't that the Three Pure Ones' Spiritual Treasure?!
This is the destiny of the primordial world!
Long before the war between the Dao and the Demon, he had already calculated the ownership of this extraordinary treasure using the Creation Jade Disc.
Red flowers, white lotus roots, and green lotus leaves—the three religions were originally one family.
This Creation Lotus is destined to split into three, transforming into the Three Pure Ones' Dao-attaining treasures, in order to suppress the fortunes of the three religions.
But now, where is this Pixiu from?
It suddenly appeared out of nowhere and hijacked the destiny of the Three Pure Ones?
And most importantly, the Heavenly Dao actually issued a decree specifically for him, the future representative of the Heavenly Dao, just for this one Pixiu?!
Could it be... a variable?!
Hongjun's eyes became incredibly deep, and he frantically deduced the secrets of heaven in his mind, only to find that everything about that Pixiu seemed to be shrouded in mist, making it impossible to calculate.
The Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, and one is hidden away.
Could this Pixiu be the one that escaped?
Is it an existence that transcends the control of the Heavenly Dao?
Faced with the will of Heaven, Hongjun had many doubts in his heart, and even felt a little apprehensive about this mysterious variable.
But he has not yet become a saint and still needs to rely on the power of the Heavenly Dao, so he has no room to refuse.
Helpless, Hongjun could only sigh softly and stand up.
With a wave of his sleeve, he transformed into a wisp of purple energy, departing from Baiyujing, tearing through the boundless void, and heading straight for Xikunlun to find the Pixiu mentioned by the Heavenly Dao.
at the same time.
West Kunlun, within the Kunlun Sacred Realm hidden by an innate formation.
Tianlu successfully broke the formation by relying on the laws of space and stepped into this secluded paradise.
As soon as he entered, a surge of innate spiritual energy, hundreds of times more concentrated than that outside, rushed towards him, almost turning into tangible spiritual liquid to nourish his body.
Tianlu took a deep breath and immediately felt refreshed.
He looked up and gazed at the dreamlike scene before him, and couldn't help but let out a surprised exclamation.
The temple was formed on its own!
In the center of this vast blessed land, celestial flowers bloomed and auspicious beasts galloped about, all atop the most spiritually rich spiritual spring mountain.
Surprisingly, magnificent and spectacular palace complexes rose from the ground.
Within this blessed land, palaces were constructed of their own accord, with flying pavilions and flowing red lacquer, exuding an ancient and sacred innate Daoist charm.
However, after the initial surprise, Tianlu felt relieved.
After all, this is a wondrous and primordial world.
Above that sky, the thirty-three heavenly courts that the future demon race will rule—wasn't that constructed by the power of heaven and earth itself?
Perhaps there are naturally formed palaces like this in Dongkunlun, but I just haven't found them yet.
However, Tianlu thought again that this was Xikunlun, and according to the destiny of the primordial world, this continuous and magnificent palace should be the Daoist temple of the Queen Mother of the West.
But he didn't care about any of that. Now that he was inside, all the opportunities here were his.
Then Tianlu's eyes lit up, and he immediately began to swagger around this blessed land, searching for hidden opportunities and treasures.
As his divine sense, that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, spread out, wherever it passed, whether it was rare immortal herbs and spiritual roots or spirit stones radiating precious light, it was all inhaled and swallowed into his stomach space with a single breath.
Meanwhile, at this very moment, deep within this blessed land...
A wisp of yin energy, yet to take form, was huddled at the bottom of the spiritual vein, trembling.
She was horrified and couldn't understand how someone could forcefully break through the extremely profound innate concealment formation protecting her symbiotic dojo and enter her territory.
What made her even more desperate was that the aura that swept over her so recklessly was as vast as an abyss, clearly belonging to the realm of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.
This terrifying strength is far superior to my still-unformed Yin energy.
Faced with such a rude intruder, she couldn't muster even the slightest thought of resistance; she only hoped that this powerful figure would leave quickly.