Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin: I Set Taboos in the Heavens

Beneath the fertile continent, in the depths of chaos, Fang Qing made a great harvest.

He himself has not yet become a Great Sage, but he has obtained two Great Sage Weapons.

That hook-shaped sacred weapon is called the Fierce Blood Hook. It was forged by a powerful figure known as the Fierce Blood Great Sage in ancient times. This hook is specifically designed to break through protective qi and magical treasure defenses, and it is extremely fierce and capable of stealing souls.

The Great Sage of Fierce Blood was once a fierce general under the command of the Old Immortal of Chaos. Although not the most outstanding, he was still a figure of considerable influence.

These Blood Hooks were originally a pair, but the other one was lost to the annals of history, leaving only this one unique piece.

The Black Gold Dragon Refining Cauldron is an excellent holy weapon that combines offense and defense. Its body is forged from abyssal black gold and star iron mother, and contains a trace of the remnant soul of an ancient black dragon as its weapon spirit, making it quite powerful.

"A good haul. The Bloodthirsty Hook is good for attacking and killing, and the Black Gold Dragon Refining Cauldron can be used for refining weapons and pills."

Fang Qing was satisfied with refining the two sacred weapons and nurturing them within his body.

He sped along while keeping an eye on what was behind him.

Those pursuers quickly began to fall behind, get lost, or even accidentally trigger killing formations in the maze of chaotic energy.

"Ah! What kind of formation is this?"

"Help me! I've been swallowed by a spatial rift!"

"Don't wander off! Follow me!"

"Trap! Retreat!"

Screams, cries of alarm, and roars came from behind from time to time.

Within the primordial chaos, the spatial structure is layered and intricate, with ruins and temples visible everywhere, resembling a giant three-dimensional maze, and the space can move on its own.

What seems close at hand is actually worlds apart.

Even experts can easily lose their way if they enter, not knowing where they are, let alone finding a way out.

As Fang Qing flew along, he witnessed several groups of people, including cultivators from the Zhen Dan Continent, trapped in a constantly rotating giant stone formation, their frantic attacks proving futile.

Demon experts, their bodies radiating an overwhelming aura of evil, were frantically running around like headless flies in a ruin filled with illusions, attacking each other.

There were also some scattered explorers, either fighting amongst themselves for something that seemed like a treasure, or triggering a hidden killing formation and being instantly annihilated into a bloody mist.

Some people suffered a mental breakdown, roaring madly at the chaotic void, crying out for help to get out, acting like madmen.

"This place is indeed a dead end, but also a testing ground."

Fang Qing shook her head slightly and ignored it.

With the advantage of home ground and a clear objective, he quickly left most of his pursuers far behind. Only the leader of the Ninja Hall and two other half-saints, relying on their high cultivation, were able to keep up, but the distance between them was widening.

Just as Fang Qing felt he was about to shake off his tail completely and approach the area where the fragment of the Primordial Heart was located, a thought struck him, and he opened his "Lord's Eye," focusing his gaze on the deepest part of the chaotic primordial energy.

Upon looking, he was immediately confronted with an extremely astonishing scene.

In the very core of the primordial chaos, the air currents were so dense they were almost liquid, and their color changed from gray to dark, nearly black.

In the center of that pitch-black chaos, there was a huge black hole with a diameter of tens of miles. The edge of the black hole was as smooth as a mirror, and its bottom was unfathomable, as if it led straight to the deepest hell.

The wellhead was pitch black and deep, exuding a terrifying aura that devoured all light and perception, and no one knew where its bottom led.

And on the edge of this terrifying giant well, nine figures stood tall and imposing.

These nine people were all dressed in simple, ancient-style black battle robes embroidered with patterns of the sun, moon, stars, dragons, tigers, winds, and clouds. Their aura was like nine dormant volcanoes or nine burning stars, and their overwhelming holy might was released without reservation, pushing away the surrounding chaotic energy and creating a vacuum zone.

Nine Great Sages!

The real deal, the Great Sage with an incredibly refined aura!

Each of the nine Great Sages held a uniquely shaped fishing rod, about ten zhang long, neither made of gold nor wood, and its entire body flowed with a bluish-green luster.

From the tip of the fishing rod, a strange thread, as thin as a hair, shimmered with nine-colored light. It was incredibly strong, as if it could pierce through the void and drop vertically into the bottomless, pitch-black well.

They were focused, their breaths mingling, working together to do some kind of "fishing".

The Nine-Nine Azure Dragon Fishing Formation!

This fishing spot is actually a formation.

This formation was created by a supreme immortal in the ancient times, specifically to extend across countless planes, delve into the legendary Endless Dragon Ocean plane, and fish out those incomparably powerful ancient true dragons.

Once the formation is activated, the fishing rod and line can ignore spatial distance and dimensional barriers, forcibly catching all things with earth-shattering power.

Although the nine people in front of them were only Great Sages, far inferior to the ancient immortals, and the formation was a simplified version, it was just right to use them to fish out something hidden deep in the well in this chaotic secret realm.

Clearly, the nine Great Sages joined forces to set up the Primordial Dragon Fishing Formation, with their target being the fragments of the Primordial Heart at the bottom of the well.

This lineup and this momentum are far superior to those who previously competed for the sacred weapon.

Fang Qing gazed with interest at the nine Great Saints not far away, who stood motionless like stone statues. Only the nine divine silkworm threads trembled slightly, engaged in a fierce struggle with something deep in the well, and low roars occasionally echoed from the giant well.

Suddenly, the nine Great Sages opened their eyes wide at the same time, their faces showing ecstatic joy.

"They've taken the bait! Hold on!" "Work together! Pull them up!"

"Beware of backlash!"

The nine people shouted in unison, their bodies radiating holy light. They exerted their strength simultaneously, their arm muscles bulging, and they violently lifted the nine fishing rods upwards.

"Boom!"

The entire giant well shook violently.

The well spewed out dazzling nine-colored rays of light and terrifying suction. A ball of light, about the size of a fist, with a chaotic color and an indescribable primal aura, was being tightly wrapped and pulled by nine divine silkworm threads, slowly rising from the depths of the well.

Within that ball of light, countless worlds were created and destroyed.

Fragments of the Primordial Heart!

This is the legendary fragment of the Primordial Heart.

Although it was just a fragment, the primal aura it emitted was terrifying.

The nine Great Sages' faces lit up with even greater joy as they worked with all their might to maintain the formation and carefully pulled the ball of light upwards.

However, just as the chaotic ball of light was about to be pulled out of the well, less than a hundred feet from the edge of the well, at the most crucial moment, when the nine Great Saints were most focused and their power was entirely devoted to maintaining the formation and resisting the suction force at the bottom of the well.

A mutation occurred!

The fragment of the Primordial Heart that had been fished out seemed to suddenly sense something, and it trembled violently, unleashing a resistance and strange attraction that far exceeded its previous strength.

This pulling force was not directed at the bottom of the well, nor at the nine Great Sages, but rather crossed space, pointing with unparalleled precision and intensity towards the direction where Fang Qing was lurking.

"Buzz!"

Before the incredulous eyes of the nine Great Sages, the fragment of the Primordial Heart, which they had painstakingly worked to obtain and was almost within their grasp, actually broke free from the partial restraint of the nine divine silkworm threads on its own. It transformed into a stream of chaotic light and flew towards Fang Qing with incredible speed and trajectory.

Fang Qing reached out and took it.

It feels warm and smooth to the touch, as if you are holding a condensed universe.

A powerful and comforting primal force instantly surged into his body, creating a perfect harmony with everything around him.

He felt no discomfort, no rejection whatsoever, as if the fragment had always belonged to him.

"How can this be?!"

"Who is it?! Who stole my treasure?!"

"kill him!"

The nine Great Sages instantly plummeted from ecstasy to the depths of rage, watching helplessly as their prize slipped away in such an absurd and humiliating manner.

Nine pairs of eyes, burning with raging anger and killing intent, locked onto the figure who caught the fragment a hundred miles away.

"You little thief! Leave the fragments behind, and I'll spare your life!"

The leader possessed the most imposing aura, his hair and beard bristling, his voice like thunder. With a single step, he traversed a hundred miles of void, unleashing a colossal hand of law that covered the heavens and was inscribed with the sun, moon, and stars. With the power to crush everything, it fiercely grabbed at Fang Qing.

The other eight Great Sages also rose up at the same time, each displaying their supernatural powers to seal off the four directions of space, vowing to tear this audacious thief to pieces!

Faced with the combined attack of nine enraged Great Sages, Fang Qing remained completely calm.

He held the fragment of the Primordial Heart in his hand, feeling the continuous power and information emanating from it, as well as the intricate and profound connections between the fragment and the entire Chaos Secret Realm, and even the crystal wall system of the Abundant Continent.

"You guys can't handle this, but I'm destined for it."

Fang Qing spoke, his thoughts completely communicating with the fragment of the Primordial Heart in his hand.

"Boom!!!"

Centered on Fang Qing, the entire Chaotic Secret Realm seemed to come alive.

The endless primordial chaos surged wildly, and the ancient killing formations, spatial labyrinths, and teleportation array ruins hidden deep within the air currents simultaneously erupted with dazzling light and unprecedented activity.

The nine Great Sages were horrified to discover that their attacks, when they approached Fang Qing within a certain range, were weakened layer by layer by the chaotic air current vortex and spatial folding barrier that appeared out of nowhere.

They themselves were also trapped in a huge quagmire of chaos, their movements became extremely slow, and even the space around them was subtly imprisoned by some higher-level will.

"He...he can control the Chaos Realm?!"

"That's impossible! Unless he is..."

"Retreat quickly! Something's happened here!"

The elder at the peak of the Great Sage realm was the first to sense something was wrong; his expression changed drastically, and he shouted sharply.

But, it's too late.

Fang Qing stood in the center of the chaotic primordial energy, holding a fragment of the Primordial Heart, like an unparalleled ruler wielding the power of this realm. His gaze calmly swept over the nine astonished and uncertain Great Saints, and he slowly raised his other empty hand.

"Since you're here, don't rush off. I'm still missing some Saint Marks." (End of Chapter)