Primordial Era: I am the Bull Demon King, the First Demon of All Time

Chapter 75 A Bow from Afar, the Sage of Jin'ao Island!

Since arriving here, Chen Jing has had too many questions in his mind, and he feels like his brain is not enough to process them all. From the previous images, Chen Jing judged that this was the corpse of a chaotic god or demon.

But now, this corpse lies here, and apart from its immortal physical body, it is just like an ordinary corpse, without any energy or Daoist aura.

Clearly, a fallen chaotic god or demon could not possibly stop a sage's detection.

There must be a mastermind behind this.

In the end, unable to figure it out, Chen Jing simply stopped thinking about it.

He walked straight past it and headed off to other places.

After passing the corpse of the chaotic god and demon, Chen Jing saw a sapling, less than a person tall, standing there all alone.

This sapling has only nine tender green leaves and a bright red fruit hanging on it.

Since arriving on this island, we haven't found any plants along the way, let alone any spiritual herbs.

Now, seeing such a small sapling, with a single fruit hanging on it, standing here, is so striking.

The feeling was strange, and Chen Jing didn't know how to describe it.

Staring at this fruit, I vaguely sensed some profound principles of the universe hidden between heaven and earth.

Feeling the profound meaning of the Dao within, Chen Jing simply sat down cross-legged in front of the sapling and carefully pondered its profound meaning.

He sat there for a hundred years. As he comprehended the fruit, Chen Jing discovered that the profound Dao principles hidden within it were not any of the three thousand Great Daos.

The fruit gave him the feeling that it was a primordial force from the chaos.

On that very day, the bright red fruit suddenly burst forth with a dazzling seven-colored light.

All the hidden and manifest Dao principles returned to his body, and then, swaying gently, he slowly left the sapling and fell to the ground.

Just after all the hidden power of the Dao was absorbed into his body by the fruit, Chen Jing could no longer sense any profound Dao principles and suddenly opened his eyes.

I happened to see this fruit, which had separated from the sapling and was shimmering with iridescent light.

Looking at the fruit that had left the sapling, Chen Jing's hands moved continuously in the air, with each movement...

Strands of Daoist energy appeared at his fingertips, and gradually, this Daoist energy covered his entire palm.

Looking at the Dao patterns that were faintly appearing on his palm, the corners of his mouth turned up, and a smile flashed across his face.

These Dao patterns are what he has come to understand through his comprehension of this fundamental Dao principle over the past century.

Chen Jing took a deep breath, and his palm, covered with Dao patterns, reached out to grab the bright red fruit that shimmered with seven-colored light.

When his palm touched the fruit, it landed in his hand without any surprise.

At this point, he finally felt relieved.

Judging from the previous situation, this fruit must be extraordinary. Chen Jing did not examine it closely any further and put it away.

At this moment, he was very excited. This trip might be his greatest gain.

After collecting the fruit, Chen Jing continued to wander on the island. Another hundred years passed, and he never encountered another living being on the island.

However, they found the Taoist Duobao in a corner of the island.

Daoist Duobao was trapped there. Although his cultivation level was somewhat inferior to that of the handsome man, he had many powerful spiritual treasures protecting him.

Seeing that Daoist Duobao was out of danger, Chen Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Chen Jing hadn't had much contact with his senior brother, he still greatly admired his character.

Just take the example of how he dared to draw his sword against Laozi in the Zhuxian Sword Formation because of his master, the Tongtian Sect Master. This is what Chen Jing particularly admires.

As Chen Jing walked towards Daoist Duobao, Daoist Duobao clearly noticed him as well.

Seeing his junior brother strolling leisurely towards him, Daoist Duobao appeared somewhat surprised.

Daoist Duobao felt a deep sense of dread regarding the middle-aged man's strength.

When he arrived at the depths of the East China Sea and discovered the blue barrier, the middle-aged man appeared directly in front of him.

In just two or three rounds, he was captured by the middle-aged man and taken to the island.

If it weren't for the abundance of magical treasures he possessed, he might have been killed by this middle-aged man long ago.

Now, judging from the faint smile on this junior brother's face, Daoist Duobao knew without a doubt that the middle-aged man had been subdued.

Chen Jing stepped forward and looked at the Taoist Duobao in front of him.

This was quite a calamity for the senior disciple. Fortunately, Daoist Duobao was a person of great fortune, and he managed to persevere even after falling into such a place.

Sometimes, it has to be said that Fuyuan is indeed a good thing.

If Junmao really disregards everything and attacks Duobao Daoren, even if he has a spiritual treasure protecting him, as long as his magic power is exhausted, he can still be killed.

But he didn't do that.

Perhaps, at that time, all his energy was focused on the bright red fruit on that sapling, Chen Jing thought to himself.

Upon seeing Chen Jing arrive, Daoist Duobao removed the barrier he had set up with several innate spiritual treasures.

He looked rather listless, clearly due to the strain of maintaining this barrier for so many years.

"Junior brother, did you deal with that middle-aged man?"

The first question that came to mind for Daoist Duobao was this.

It's clear that Junmao is putting a lot of pressure on him.

Chen Jing nodded slightly.

After a century of searching the island, he still found nothing. Perhaps the mastermind behind it all wasn't on this island.

After rescuing Daoist Duobao, the two left the island together.

After leaving the island, Chen Jing bowed to Jin'ao Island from afar, knowing that his battle with Junmao must have been under his master's observation.

Afterwards, he parted ways with Daoist Duobao and flew towards his own cave dwelling.

Right now, all he wants is to return to his cave as soon as possible and properly study the fruit he obtained on the island.

More than a hundred years later, he returned to his cave.

The place remained as quiet as ever, with Mo Lin and Ruo Xue engaged in cultivation.

Looking at Mo Lin who was cultivating, Chen Jing smiled. This guy didn't sleep this time.

When Chen Jing returned to the cave, Mo Lin was the first to regain consciousness.

With the master absent, he, being the most powerful cultivator, naturally had to guard this cave for the master.

Therefore, Mo Lin was simply sitting cross-legged and cultivating; he did not go into seclusion.

"Greetings, Your Excellency!"

Upon reaching Chen Jing, Mo Lin bowed deeply.

"Go and cultivate. Master is going into seclusion for a while this time."

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