Primordial Era: Reborn Kong Xuan, Steady Cultivation

The vast blue sea rises and falls with waves, while the clouds above are ever-changing and ethereal.

Kong Xuan did not rush along the way, but instead walked and stopped frequently, being extremely cautious.

Sometimes he would conceal all his brilliance, transforming into an ordinary bird and resting on a deserted island along the way; other times he would conceal his aura, sinking into the deep sea and using the power of water to cover his tracks.

There is no other reason than that the vast sea and the sky are now very different from what they used to be.

In recent years, he has been able to vaguely sense those Taiyi Golden Immortals who usually live in seclusion and are rarely seen, and even the Daluo Golden Immortals whose aura is even more vast and magnificent.

These auras, some as bright as the sun, others as cold as the moon, pierced the sky and hurried northward.

Whenever such a powerful aura entered his perception range, Kong Xuan would immediately conceal his own aura to the extreme, like a startled bird, his five-colored divine light contained within, almost blending into the surrounding environment, not daring to reveal even the slightest bit.

He knew he was extraordinary, the first peacock in the world, with noble blood and a body that was naturally blessed with spiritual energy.

In the eyes of truly powerful beings, such innate spirit birds are excellent choices for mounts or guardian beasts of mountains.

At this moment, all the powerful beings of the primordial world are gathered and heading to Zixiao Palace. It's possible that one of them might suddenly decide to kidnap him.

At that time, let alone opportunities, we may even lose our freedom.

Therefore, he temporarily suppressed his original idea of ​​seeking out a local creature to inquire about the specific location of Wuyi Mountain.

People would avoid them like the plague, let alone dare to approach them and strike up a conversation.

If one is not careful, one might expose oneself, which would be like playing with fire.

However, this stealthy operation was not entirely fruitless.

He carefully observed the powerful beings' escape lights that rushed by with clear objectives, and found that although their auras were different and their paths were slightly off, their general direction was surprisingly consistent, all heading north.

"That's it," Kong Xuan suddenly realized, "The only thing that could make so many powerful beings act at the same time with the same goal is to preach at Zixiao Palace. There is nothing else."

They must have traveled through the primordial continent, ascended the Buzhou Heavenly Pillar, and journeyed to the outer chaos.

Therefore, if I simply follow this general direction and continue north, I will eventually reach the prehistoric continent.

Once the direction is determined, you feel more confident.

He remained highly vigilant, using the technique of concealing his aura from the "Feathered Sun Ascension Method" and his innate ability to hide, he quietly disappeared northward like an inconspicuous wisp of smoke amidst the sea of ​​clouds and azure waves.

After hundreds of years of concealed travel over the boundless sea, on this day, the horizon where Kong Xuan's vision ended was no longer an eternal expanse of water and sky.

A vast, majestic silhouette slowly rises from below the sea level, stretching across the sky and earth.

The Primordial Continent!

Kong Xuan's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and an overwhelming joy welled up in his heart.

"Although it took a lot of years, we finally saw the main body of this primordial world and set foot on this place. Only then could our many plans truly begin."

Thinking of the many opportunities that await him in the future, even he, with his calm and composed nature, couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

However, just as his mind was slightly distracted and he was about to carefully examine the landscape ahead, a strange tremor suddenly struck his mind.

A mysterious and profound feeling spread out like ripples on water.

Almost instinctively, he suddenly turned his head to look east!

In that direction, something seemed to be calling to him from the shadows.

It was not a sound, but a strange resonance, like the attraction between things of the same origin, or like a trace of Daoist charm inadvertently revealed by a treasure that had concealed its spiritual light.

"The connection between Heaven and Man, the favor bestowed by all things... This is my destiny!" Kong Xuan instantly understood.

A genuine smile appeared on his face, a smile tinged with emotion and relief.

"I never expected to have such a feeling so soon after reaching the edge of the mainland, before even going deep into it. It seems that my previous decision to hide and avoid causing any trouble, accumulating merit and good fortune, was indeed a wise one."

Heaven rewards diligence, and it also rewards prudence.

Given this opportunity, how can we afford to miss it?

Without further hesitation, a faint five-colored spiritual light flashed around him, completely enveloping his figure. Then, he transformed into a swift yet unassuming stream of light, following the clear guidance in his heart, and sped away.

In just a few days, Kong Xuan followed his senses and landed on an island.

The island was shrouded in mist, with emerald birds singing melodiously. White deer would occasionally stroll leisurely through the forest, and cranes would dance gracefully by the spring. It was truly a peaceful and natural scene of a fairyland.

However, Kong Xuan was not greatly disturbed. He had seen too many similar beautiful islands on his journey across the sea.

Before the great calamity of the Lich King begins, the world is still "rich" and there are far more places of outstanding natural beauty than in later generations when the human race prospered and spiritual energy gradually declined.

He composed himself, focusing all his attention on that mysterious sensation, and slowly walked into the dense forest on the island.

Before long, a clear, shallow stream emerged from the cracks in the cliff face, meandering into the depths of the distant woods.

The stream was crystal clear, and colorful fish could be seen playing in it. On the opposite bank, a group of white deer were drinking water. When they noticed Kong Xuan's arrival, they raised their gentle eyes to look around curiously, but they were not afraid.

Kong Xuan stood by the stream, his Golden Immortal-level divine sense spreading out silently like mercury, instantly exploring the island, which spanned only a thousand miles, inside and out several times.

Every blade of grass, every tree, every stone, every stream, and even the direction of the shallow underground spiritual veins, are all under the control of his mind.

However, the result made him frown slightly.

All of this was too ordinary; there was no spiritual light or Daoist charm that one would expect from a treasure, nor any obscure fluctuations from innate formations or man-made restrictions.

"Strange," he muttered to himself, a hint of doubt creeping into his mind. "My senses clearly point to this place, so why is it completely empty?"

Just in case, he carefully scanned his surroundings with his naked eyes, and even tried to connect with the earth's veins and water elements using the basic perception of the Five-Colored Divine Light, but still found nothing.

It was as if that strong sense of destiny was just an illusion on his part.

Just as he was deep in thought, almost doubting whether his spiritual senses had been disturbed, the sun slowly rose high in the sky, and the intense and pure sunlight poured down, penetrating the gaps in the leaves and falling in large patches on the babbling stream.

In an instant, the once clear and calm water surface became shimmering and sparkling with golden light.

It was amidst this interplay of shimmering light and shadow that Kong Xuan's gaze was drawn to a strange, persistent, crystalline reflection in a certain spot in the stream.

The light was not the ordinary ripples of sunlight, but a restrained, warm glow that seemed to emanate from within the object, appearing and disappearing intermittently under the shimmering water.

It turns out that the treasure was not hidden in the mountains or underground, but was in this most ordinary stream.