Primordial Era: Reborn as a Qi Immortal, Steadily Cultivating

Chapter 192 The Human Race's Martial Ancestor Controls the Flood, and the Great Dao's Merit Causes the Bell to Ring.

After the meeting at Zixiao Palace concluded, a beam of celestial light descended from beyond the nine heavens.

Drawn by the vast power of the Heavenly Dao, Wu Zuyuan's figure returned from Zixiao Palace and descended once more into the Martial Ancestor Hall of the Human Race.

Inside the Martial Ancestor Hall, he held an ancient and simple banner, which floated silently in the air.

This precious flag is entirely apricot-yellow in color, and is embroidered with thousands of golden lotus totems.

It was one of the five innate flags, the central Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag, representing supreme defense.

The moment this treasure appeared, the profound Daoist aura emanating from it caused the entire Martial Ancestor Hall, which was formed from the fortune of the human race, to tremble violently.

Below, the dozen or so martial arts masters who had been waiting for a long time were all invigorated.

Upon seeing the Martial Ancestor return safely, and even more so upon seeing such a legendary supreme treasure in his hand, an uncontrollable look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

"Welcome back to the Hall, Ancestor Martial!"

The shouts echoed throughout the entire holy land.

Wu Zuyuan calmly sat down on the Xuanhuang Merit Throne and casually tossed the central Wuji Apricot Yellow Flag in his hand.

The precious flag transformed into a stream of light and instantly merged into the Martial Ancestor Seal, which suppressed the martial arts destiny of the entire human race.

hum! ! !
The two supreme treasures, both imbued with profound merit, merged together.

Inexplicably, the human race's fortune, which had been somewhat turbulent due to the Lich War, became incredibly stable once again.

Subsequently, Wu Zuyuan did not hide anything.

He immediately claimed that his trip to Zixiao Palace had been approved by the Dao Ancestor, allowing him to sit on equal footing with the six Heavenly Dao Saints and discuss the matter of mending the heavens.

Ultimately, for the sake of the human race, they took on the supreme merit of controlling the great floods.

He informed all the high-ranking human leaders present of everything in detail.

Upon hearing this, the once quiet hall erupted in thunderous cheers.

To sit alongside the sage and discuss the great affairs of heaven and earth!

Such unprecedented and supreme honors have actually been bestowed upon the human race.

At this moment, whether it was the martial arts masters inside the hall who had reached the level of True Monarch, or the hundreds of millions of human martial artists outside the Holy Land, everyone was present.

An unprecedented sense of pride welled up in everyone's hearts.

That which was originally a vague and ethereal human belief reached its highest point since the birth of humanity at this moment.

Boundless, pure, and utterly powerful human will surged forth from all directions of the primordial land, converging entirely above the Martial Ancestor's Hall.

Ultimately, all of it poured into Wu Zuyuan's martial arts true body, which was completely connected with the fortune of the entire human race!
With such immense power of will and good fortune.

Martial Ancestor felt that his cultivation level had reached a bottleneck, and he was not far from breaking through.

He knew that the people's hearts were at his disposal and the tide had turned.

"Issue my decree!"

Wu Zuyuan's supremely majestic Daoist voice once again resounded throughout the entire hall, suppressing everyone's excitement.

"I hereby appoint Martial Dao True Monarch 'Feng' as my human race's envoy and send him to the Pangu Palace on Mount Buzhou immediately."

"We beg the help of the Witch Clan to join forces with our human race to quell this monstrous flood!"

"Yes!"

The slender, sharp-eyed martial arts master, 'Feng,' immediately bowed and accepted the order.

His figure transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the Martial Ancestor Hall.

……

Buzhou Mountain, Pangu Temple.

This place has lost its former majesty and solemnity.

After the great calamity of the Lich King, most of the twelve Ancestral Witches perished, and the remaining members of the Witch Clan were reduced to less than one in ten.

An indescribable sense of desolation and bleakness enveloped this ancient temple.

Martial Dao True Lord 'Feng' relayed Martial Ancestor Yuan's request to the only remaining Ancestral Witches in the hall, Zhu Rong and Xuan Ming.

Even the two ancestral witches, Zhurong and Xuanming, who had been looking dejected, couldn't help but let a glimmer of light flash in their eyes.

Control the floods!

This is a meritorious act of mending the sky!
The Wu tribe of today is now shrouded in endless karma because Gonggong angrily struck Buzhou Mountain, causing the Milky Way to overflow and causing widespread suffering.

If one cannot find a supreme act of merit sufficient to offset such karma.

It is likely that these surviving members of the witch clan will be forever bound by endless karma, barely surviving, just like the former dragon, phoenix, and qilin clans.

The immense merit of controlling the floods before their eyes is the only hope for their witch clan to escape this hopeless fate!

They naturally had no reason to refuse.

"it is good!"

Zhu Rong, the most violent of the ancestral witches, was the first to slam his fist on the table and rise up.

"Go back and tell the Martial Ancestor that our Wu Clan agrees to this matter!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a hint of sadness, which he had been showing on his face, appeared on his otherwise fiercely competitive face.

He knew that the Wu Clan of today was no longer the powerful overlord of the primordial world who could rival the Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan.

The clan's top shamans also suffered heavy casualties in this great calamity, with very few remaining.

"Our Wu clan is now... willing but powerless."

Xuanming Ancestral Witch sighed softly, his voice filled with weariness.

"We can only send the few remaining high shamans of our clan to obey the orders of the Martial Ancestor."

"Give as much effort as you can."

Soon, the ancient great shaman Xiang Liu, who was once a subordinate of the ancestral shaman Gonggong and was most skilled in water magic, was the leader.

Several towering figures, each exuding an aura as deep as the sea, slowly emerged from the shadows of the Pangu Palace.

They were all ancient high priests who had miraculously survived the brutal war between the lich and the sorcerer.

Among them was a female high priestess clad in a magnificent phoenix feather robe, whose aura appeared somewhat weak.

It was none other than the great shaman of the Yan tribe, Yan Li, who had met Ma Yuan once before.

She miraculously survived this devastating cataclysmic event.

……

The majestic city by the Wei River.

When Xiangliu, Yanli, and several other surviving high shamans of the Wu tribe arrived at this place with thousands of elite Wu tribe warriors.

Wu Zuyuan was already waiting on the city wall for a long time.

His gaze swept calmly over the few powerful shamans before him, whose numbers were few but whose auras still soared to the heavens.

Finally, his gaze fell on Yanli, who was wearing a phoenix feather robe.

He recognized Yanli.

Martial Ancestor could clearly sense it.

The cultivation level of this Great Witch of Yanli is now far superior to what I, Ma Yuan, saw in the Southern Wilderness.

His strength is probably comparable to that of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

However, the opponent's aura was somewhat weak, clearly indicating that he had suffered irreparable damage to his primordial Dao during that fierce war between the Lich King and the Lich King.

Yi Li also curiously sized up the legendary human martial ancestor before him.

However, the two sides did not exchange many pleasantries.

Immediately, Wu Zuyuan slowly unfurled an ancient scroll, shrouded in boundless holy might, atop the majestic city wall.

Map of mountains and rivers and the country!
The moment the scroll was unfurled, the mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas of the entire primordial land were revealed to everyone with unparalleled clarity.

All that could be seen was the ceaselessly surging Milky Way, pouring down from the shattered sky of Mount Buzhou.

It has already transformed a large part of the eastern continent of the prehistoric world into a boundless swamp with waters of unknown depth.

Countless rivers and waterways that existed since ancient times have been diverted and blocked as a result.

This caused the flood to escalate further, showing no signs of abating.

Countless ferocious beasts and monsters born from the flood took the opportunity to wreak havoc, devouring the innocent creatures struggling in the flood.

This added even more bloody karma to this monstrous catastrophe.

"The best way to control water is to dredge rather than block it."

Wu Zuyuan's voice, calm yet majestic, resounded in the ears of every human warrior and the great shaman of the witch clan.

"What we need to do is to use our supreme power to reopen the river channels, dredge the water veins, and divert all the endless floods that are ravaging the land into the four seas!"

Once he finished speaking, he no longer hesitated.

The Martial Ancestor Seal, which suppressed the fortune of the entire human race, and the Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner, personally bestowed by the Dao Ancestor, were both summoned by him at this moment!
"Humans, heed my command!"

"Follow me and we'll open the mountain!"

"Roar--!!!!"

At a single command, hundreds of millions of human warriors roared in unison!
Led by more than ten martial arts masters, they formed supreme human battle formations, which transformed into blood-red torrents powerful enough to split mountains and sever rivers, and charged fiercely toward the majestic mountains and rivers that were submerged by the flood!
Wu Zuyuan took the lead, with the central apricot-yellow banner above his head and countless thick golden lotuses hanging down, completely rejecting the weak waters of the Heavenly River that were enough to erode the body of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

The Martial Ancestor Seal in his hand transformed into a massive Xuanhuang Divine Mountain, as large as a mountain. Each time it fell, it could smash a majestic divine mountain that had been submerged by floods in half, creating a brand new river channel!

The several high-ranking shamans of the witch clan were not to be outdone.

Xiang Liu manifested his true form as a nine-headed snake, with all nine heads opening their mouths.

It swallowed up the raging flood that was enough to submerge the city!
Yi Li also activated the divine fire of Zhu Rong, evaporating large swaths of the icy, bone-chilling waters of the Milky Way!

In an instant, the entire desolate land, which had been transformed into a vast swamp, was filled with the sounds of people and the deafening cries of shamans!

The human and witch races actually relied on their powerful and domineering physical bodies and their fearless will to survive.

In the midst of this devastating flood, they carved out a path to survival!
As new waterways were opened up, blocked waterways were cleared.

The endless flood that raged across the vast land finally found a place to be released.

It began to retreat slowly towards the four seas at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The floods are showing signs of being contained.

……

On the other side, in the ruins of Buzhou Mountain, Ma Yuan himself still sat cross-legged. He paid no attention to the great flood control work being carried out by the Martial Ancestor's avatar on the primordial land.

Instead, they continued to collect the fragments of the divine mountain that contained the essence of creation.

As more and more fragments of Buzhou Mountain merged into the world of the thirty-one Dinghai Pearls, which were still in a state of chaos and ignorance.

Ma Yuan could clearly feel that the foundation of his unexplored world of the Thirty-One was becoming increasingly solid at an incredible speed.

At the core of each world, it seems, a supreme backbone capable of supporting heaven and earth has been injected.

However, it was only while he was immersed in this mysterious state of strengthening his own foundation that he was in the process.

A sudden change occurred!

hum! ! !
The thirty-six Sea-Stabilizing Pearls, which were slowly rotating above the ruins of Buzhou Mountain, suddenly trembled violently without warning.

The thirty-six creation maps on the pearl's body resonated with the remnants of Pangu's will on Buzhou Mountain in a mysterious way!

"Ok?"

Ma Yuan felt a chill and immediately withdrew all his divine senses.

He knew this was no accident.

The Sea-Stabilizing Pearl was formed from a fragment of the Chaos Pearl.

Mount Buzhou was formed from the spine of the great god Pangu.

Both are fundamentally connected to the Great Dao of Chaos.

In particular, his thirty-six Sea-Stabilizing Pearls were blessed with the merits of the Great Dao.

Its inherent Daoist principles are even purer.

It is only natural that we resonate with the will of Pangu at this moment.

But where does this resonance ultimately point?

Ma Yuan dared not be negligent and immediately activated his most fundamental supreme divine power.

"Tracing the cause and effect!"

A dazzling light flashed in his eyes, which seemed to contain the birth and death of all things.

The endless, profoundly mysterious threads of cause and effect manifested out of thin air in the nothingness before him.

With his great magical power, Ma Yuan managed to capture a thread of cause and effect from the resonance between the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl and the will of Pangu amidst the chaotic and confusing heavenly secrets.

He followed the vast stream of divine thought upstream along this line.

In that chaotic river of cause and effect, they painstakingly searched for the true source of that opportunity.

After an unknown amount of time, Ma Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

A genuine understanding involuntarily appeared on his face.

"I see……"

"It was there."

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately took a step forward.

His figure had already silently merged into the even more unfathomable turbulent flow of time and space.

Within the crevice between the primordial world and endless chaos lies a small grotto-heaven, independent of the main world.

In this place, time and space are disordered, and the laws of nature no longer exist.

The turbulent currents of time and space, powerful enough to tear apart the bodies of Great Luo Golden Immortals, raged wildly here.

Even more deadly was that the true fire of the sun, which should have existed only on ancient stars, had transformed into a vast and boundless golden sea of ​​fire here.

The entire small grotto-heaven was transformed into a terrifying inferno capable of incinerating everything.

And at that very moment.

Within this small, silent cavern that had remained dormant for countless eons, the tranquil spatial barrier trembled slightly without warning.

A serene figure, surrounded by a chaotic-colored wheel of merit, silently emerged from it.

It was Ma Yuan who had just seized a glimmer of opportunity at Buzhou Mountain.

He calmly surveyed the perilous and unpredictable landscape before him, his face remaining completely expressionless.

The true fire of the sun, powerful enough to incinerate all things, and the turbulent flow of time and space, capable of tearing apart the Great Luo Dao Body, were completely dissolved into nothingness upon contact with the Chaos Treasure Wheel around him, which was formed from the merits of the Great Dao.

Ma Yuan's gaze calmly swept over this chaotic cave.

It finally landed in the deepest part of that golden sea of ​​fire.

There, a large, ancient, and unadorned bell of chaos floats silently.

The spirit within the bell is hidden, making it seem like an ordinary, unremarkable object.

However, its very existence suppresses all the spacetime turbulence and solar fire that are capable of destroying the world, preventing them from leaking out in the slightest.

It was the creation treasure that had vanished without a trace during the Lich Wars, which even the six sages had searched for in vain.

Chaos clock!
However, before Ma Yuan could get close...

The once calm golden sea of ​​fire suddenly began to surge violently without warning!

The endless true fire of the sun seemed to be under some kind of supreme divine inspiration.

Before the Chaos Bell, a majestic phantom slowly materialized, clad in a dark gold imperial robe and possessing an incomparably domineering face.

Although the phantom was formed from energy, the imperial majesty emanating from it seemed to be innate, enough to make all living beings bow down to it!
It was the lingering resentment of Donghuang Taiyi, who perished in the Lich War, that transformed into a wisp of his unwillingness.

"Who is coming?!"

The remnant of the Eastern Emperor's voice, filled with majesty, resounded loudly within this small grotto-heaven!

"How dare you covet my most precious treasure!"

The majestic figure of Donghuang Taiyi, formed from the true fire of the sun, trembled violently.

Then, carrying terrifying power capable of incinerating everything, it charged straight at Ma Yuan!
However, Ma Yuan remained completely unmoved in the face of such an offensive.

He knew that the lingering resentment before him was powerful.

But in the end, it is just a tree without roots and water without a source.

Its power is probably less than one percent of that of Donghuang Taiyi at his peak.

If Donghuang Taiyi were to descend in his true form, wielding the Chaos Bell, he might have to temporarily avoid his wrath.

But why would he care about such a mere lingering obsession?

Ma Yuan slowly raised his right hand and calmly waved his sleeve in front of him.

Om-! ! !
In an instant, a supreme millstone, its entire body interwoven with black and white Daoist principles, and upon which flowed the profound mysteries of the Five Elements' rotation, cause and effect, and birth and death, suddenly appeared in the golden sea of ​​fire!

The Five Elements, Yin and Yang, Cause and Effect, Grinding Wheel!

The moment this millstone appeared, it was already carrying terrifying power capable of obliterating eternity, and it pressed down on the domineering and unparalleled remnant of the Eastern Emperor!

That was the true fire of the sun, enough to incinerate everything, the moment it touched this millstone.

It was actually obliterated by the more fundamental forces of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements.

It transformed into the most primal law of fire, dissipating into nothingness!

"Do not--!!!"

Upon seeing this, Donghuang's remnant spirit let out a roar filled with disbelief!

He never imagined that his prized Solar True Fire would be directly countered by the other party in such a domineering and unparalleled way!

He intended to activate the Chaos Bell behind him to protect himself.

But it was all in vain!

That black and white millstone ignored all his struggles.

In the end, it was imprinted heavily on his majestic imperial form, which was formed from the true fire of the sun!
All that could be seen was the remnant of the Eastern Emperor's imperial body being gradually worn away and disintegrated under that supreme power that could obliterate eternity!
The lingering resentment and obsession originating from the original Donghuang Taiyi was thoroughly purified under the supreme mystery of the cycle of cause and effect, returning to nothingness.

Finally, it ended with a long, drawn-out sigh filled with endless resentment.

The lingering resentment of that once invincible emperor was completely reduced to primordial ashes and vanished without a trace.

As the lingering resentment dissipated, the chaotic bell, which had been quietly suspended, suddenly emitted a melodious chime that seemed to originate from the very beginning of creation.

when--! ! !
As the Chaos Bell rang, it spontaneously transformed into a stream of light in the void.

In the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Ma Yuan, hovering intimately around his figure, which was shrouded in the merits of the Great Dao.

Upon seeing this, Ma Yuan simply smiled calmly.

He knew that his deduction was absolutely correct.

This Chaos Bell was formed from the blade of Pangu's axe.

At its very core lies the purest imprint of creation.

Although Donghuang Taiyi was its master, he was ultimately not the true founder of the primordial civilization.

The bell, following its master, was also tainted by the endless karma of the demon race.

Now, the Eastern Emperor has fallen, and the secrets of heaven are in chaos.

This treasure's spiritual nature is concealed; it hides itself within the turbulent currents of time and space, cleansing itself with the true fire of the sun.

It was all to wash away the karma of the demon race that had entangled them for countless eons, and to return them to the ranks of the true treasures created by Pangu.

Even if a sage were to seek him out, without the authentic creation destiny of Pangu, he could not easily gain Pangu's trust and recognition of him as his master.

Although Ma Yuan was not a direct descendant of Pangu.

However, what he possesses is the Great Dao Merit that shares the same origin as the merit of the creation of heaven!

This is how, in the darkness, it triggered the creation imprint deep within it, originating from Pangu, allowing it to capture a trace and trace its path to this place.

This treasure is destined to be his.

Ma Yuan slowly extended his right hand, and the ancient, chaotic bell transformed into a small, exquisite miniature bell, which floated quietly in his palm.

"From this day forward, you shall follow me and together prove the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos beyond this world."

Ma Yuan spoke softly, his voice filled with undeniable confidence.

Upon hearing this, the Chaos Bell also emitted a clear and joyful chime, as if in response.

Thus, this supreme treasure, which had been sought after by the six sages for so long without success, was finally found.

The dust has finally settled, and a new master has been chosen.

(End of this chapter)