Primordial Era: The Giant Turtle Returning from Immortality

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Outside the valley, Fuxi was calculating the flow of energy in his palms, the energy pointing directly at this empty, dark valley.

His face lit up with joy, and he said to Nuwa beside him:

"Sister, the deduction was correct! This place indeed contains a primordial grand formation, brimming with precious light; it is by no means ordinary!"

Nuwa nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping across the empty space ahead. "Brother, this formation seems difficult to break."

"It's alright, we can work together and slowly work our way through. With such an opportunity before us, how can we miss it?" Fuxi laughed, already beginning to calculate the nodes of the formation.

In the void.

Guiyuan's eyes were calm.

He saw his future destiny reflected in the river of fate, and even felt as if he were experiencing it firsthand.

Now, when he sees Nuwa, he even feels phantom pain in his limbs.

Fuxi's fingertips flowed with Daoist energy, and countless runes appeared around his body like a flowing river of stars.

It kept crashing into the empty space ahead.

The invisible formation rippled in waves, yet remained steadfast and could not be breached.

His brows furrowed, and after a moment of contemplation, he withdrew his hand and said to Nuwa beside him, "This formation is in accordance with the ultimate principle of the Three Powers. It is difficult to shake its foundation without the combined power of Heaven, Earth, and Man."

Forcibly breaking through the formation might trigger a backlash, ruining the opportunities within.

Nuwa's gaze was cold as she swept over the surroundings: "We have been searching here for a long time, and apart from you and me, there is no third aura."

Fuxi nodded, then spoke in a clear voice, not loud, but clearly resounding throughout every corner of the valley, even penetrating the surrounding void:

"I wonder which fellow Daoist arrived here before us?"

Fuxi and his younger sister Nuwa were cultivators from Phoenix Perch Mountain.

This formation is profound; only the combined power of the three realms can break it. Since it is by fate, why not reveal yourself?

"Once we enter the formation, the ownership of the treasures will be determined by fate, how about that?"

As soon as the words fell

Nuwa's divine thoughts then spread out.

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Her innate senses were keen, drawing upon a trace of the true essence of creation, which flowed like mercury across the ground, meticulously exploring every inch of space and every fold of the void.

However, a few breaths later, a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.

They gained nothing.

Deep within the void, Guiyuan could hear everything happening in the outside world clearly.

He remained unmoved, perfectly concealed.

"This formation truly requires the power of three forces: Fuxi excels in deduction, representing 'Heaven'; Nuwa governs creation, representing 'Earth'; and I... may be able to provide the power of 'Human'."

He recalled that breaking through formations in the world of immortality mostly relied on powerful magic or strange supernatural abilities to violently blast open formations, saving time and effort.

However, this is a primordial, innate formation, where a single move can affect the whole situation, so a direct confrontation may not be the best strategy.

Fuxi is skilled in the ways of heaven, so he could cooperate with him to break the formation.

"After all, we previously allied with the Witch Clan, so cooperating with these two now isn't unreasonable. At least for now, there's no enmity between us."

Once the mind is made up, the return to the origin will no longer be hidden.

The void ahead rippled like water, and a figure in a gray robe stepped out quietly, exuding an ancient and profound aura—it was Guiyuan.

He bowed respectfully to Fuxi and Nuwa, his voice calm and even:

"I have met you two fellow Daoists from the North. I have indeed been observing from here for a while."

"What you say makes sense, fellow Daoist. With the combined strength of the three powers, we can break this formation, then enter and discuss further opportunities. This method is excellent."

"north?"

Fuxi and Nuwa exchanged a glance; this title couldn't be used carelessly.

Just like their Phoenix Perch Mountain, it shows that this place is their sacred ground, which is recognized by Heaven and Earth.

Speaking carelessly can easily lead to trouble and cause one's temper to falter.

But if it can be said, it means that Guiyuan is indeed qualified to represent the North.

This person is probably not simple.

"This person's concealment is superb; whether it's due to supernatural powers or magical treasures, he should not be underestimated."

A look of realization and a hint of barely perceptible seriousness flashed across Fuxi's eyes. The fact that the other party's concealment methods had managed to evade his and his sister's investigations was no ordinary feat.

He returned the greeting with a smile, saying, "So you are Fellow Daoist Guiyuan. In that case, shall we break the formation first?"

Nuwa nodded slightly, indicating that she had met her.

At the same time, he transmitted his voice to Fuxi, "However, this person's aura is pure and clear. Although there is a slight bloody smell, he does not seem to be like those evil people of the Wu Clan."

Fuxi's gaze swept over Guiyuan and Nuwa, his expression turned solemn, and he said, "Since this formation is based on the Three Powers, breaking it must also follow its principles."

I am formed from primordial Yang Qi, and thus reside in the 'Heaven' position, deducing the flow of formations and calculating the weak points of vital points.

He turned his gaze to Nuwa: "My sister is the source of innate Yin Qi, which is in harmony with the position of 'Earth'. She needs to be imbued with the true meaning of creation to harmonize the formation and make the weak point manifest without a doubt."

Finally, he looked at Guiyuan, his brow twitching almost imperceptibly.

He had just secretly calculated it, but he couldn't figure out even a fraction of Guiyuan's essence. He only felt that its aura was profound and mixed with a strange Daoist charm that was completely different from that of the primordial world.

He said bluntly, "Fellow Daoist Guiyuan, this position of 'human' should be occupied by you."

Once I find the key, my little sister will make it manifest. You must then use swift and decisive means to attack that one point.

This position is crucial to the success or failure of breaking the formation, and requires the greatest supernatural power. I wonder if you know...

The meaning was clear even though the words were not fully spoken.

He worried that Guiyuan's magical power was insufficient and his supernatural abilities were not strong enough, which might cause him to miss the opportunity to break the formation.

Upon hearing this, Guiyuan remained calm and uttered only four words: "Rest assured, fellow Daoist."

He'd seen it all in the Immortal Realm, even survived attacks by Immortal Kings, so why would he falter in something like this?

Fuxi gave him a deep look, then said no more: "Very well! Let's begin the battle!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the three of them suddenly connected.

The phantom image of the Eight Trigrams appeared above Fuxi's head, with runes flowing and guiding the secrets of heaven. His divine thoughts spread like a net to every corner of the great formation.

Nuwa was enveloped in a hazy, clear light, and the primordial Yin energy rose like a warm, flowing stream, quietly permeating the formation's veins, calming the restlessness, and guiding the changes.

Guiyuan then solidifies in the center, his body surging with hidden magical power.

Although it had not yet been launched, its imposing and restrained aura, like a mountain, had already reassured Fuxi.

The Lesser Three Talents Formation was formed, with Fuxi as the leader.

Time flies, and more than three thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Fuxi's eyes shone brightly, constantly reporting the changes in direction.

Nuwa's creative energy moved accordingly, as if guided by her own hand.

Guiyuan is like a lurking ferocious beast; every move he makes is as swift as lightning, ruthless and precise.

The Great Severing Technique, the Great Collapse Technique, the Great Shattering Technique... all kinds of great divine abilities are at his fingertips, yet he controls them all within a small space, only bombarding the fleeting array eye node marked by Nuwa.

He controlled his strength with exquisite precision, enough to shake the foundation of the formation without triggering a full-scale backlash.

Seeing this, Fuxi's doubts completely vanished, replaced by deep amazement.

Guiyuan's control over supernatural powers is simply astonishing.

"Now!" Fuxi suddenly shouted.

Nuwa's radiant light instantly froze a certain area of ​​violently fluctuating space.

Guiyuan and his fingers were like a sword, and a dark light, condensed to its extreme, shot out as if it could pierce through the chaos!

"laugh--!"

A soft sound, like brocade being torn.

The innate grand array that had enveloped the valley for countless eons flickered violently a few times, then shattered like a bubble, disappearing into nothingness.

A surge of innate spiritual energy, far purer and more ancient than that found in the outside world, rushed towards us.