Primordial Era: Starting with the Immortals of the Jie Sect to Prove the Dao of Hunyuan

"Is there another opportunity between the celestial beings and the mortals?"

Li Qing pondered what Nuwa had said, but he couldn't figure it out for the time being. Since the sage didn't say anything, he couldn't press her for an answer.

"Once you understand this opportunity, come back to me, and I will fulfill the promise I made to you about your other half."

Nuwa paused, her tone carrying a hint of reminder: "If you cannot comprehend this, then half of your destiny will only be given to you after this great calamity ends. You must grasp the significance of this."

Li Qing frowned slightly, not quite understanding the meaning behind Nuwa's words.

This great calamity is clearly the so-called Investiture of the Gods calamity. Why can't he understand it? He can only wait until this great calamity ends before he can be given the fortune.

Is it related to the Tongtian Sect Leader?

He wanted to ask, but Nuwa had already closed her eyes, clearly not prepared to explain any further.

"Go."

Nuwa's voice echoed in the hall: "Fuxi's birth is imminent, do not delay. If Kunpeng asks about the uses of the Hetu and Luoshu, just tell him."

Li Qing asked no more questions, bowed, and turned to leave the Nuwa Palace.

Longwa escorted him to the palace gate, bowed, and said, "Take care, Senior Brother Xuanqiong."

Li Qing nodded, activated his escape light, passed through the chaos, and flew towards the primordial wilderness.

The Northern Sea lies in the far north of the primordial wilderness, in an endless expanse of ocean.

This sea is different from others; its water is deep black and shrouded in a thin mist all year round. Few creatures inhabit it, and occasionally a few enormous whales rise from the seabed, spouting towering columns of water before sinking back into the abyss.

Kunpeng's training ground is located in the deepest part of the Northern Sea, in a palace built of black reefs, called the Northern Sea Palace.

Since the Lich War, Kunpeng has never left the Northern Sea.

Although it was done on the orders of the goddess Nuwa, this matter certainly couldn't be discussed openly.

When serving a sage, one must keep one's mouth shut.

Before Nuwa gave him any further instructions, he planned to remain in the Northern Sea, avoiding any karmic entanglements, and quietly comprehend the Great Dao.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his gaze piercing through the layers of seawater and landing on the sky above the Northern Sea.

A beam of clear light flew in from the southern horizon at great speed, reaching the sky above the Northern Sea in just a few breaths. The light dissipated, revealing a figure in a green robe fluttering in the wind, surrounded by a pure aura.

"Emperor Gouchen, Xuanqiong, what is he doing in the Northern Sea? Could it be that this Heavenly Emperor, who controls the North and South Poles and oversees military affairs, is here to take action against me?"

Kunpeng recognized the person who came and frowned.

He had no relationship with Li Qing, and in fact, they had some grudges.

Back then, on Mount Tai, he had coveted the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd in Li Qing's possession, but his plans were thwarted by Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Now that Li Qing has suddenly come to visit, Kunpeng feels a sense of vigilance.

Kunpeng pondered for a moment, then got up to prepare to meet Li Qing.

Hiding in the Beiming Palace and refusing to show up is not a solution. If the other party has malicious intentions, we should make plans as soon as possible!

The space rippled, and Kunpeng flew out from the Northern Underworld Palace, looking at Li Qing with a sinister gaze.

Li Qing descended from the clouds and stood facing the Kunpeng.

"I hope you are well, Demon Master. It has been several eons since we last met after we parted at Mount Tai."

Li Qing is here to complete Nuwa's mission, so he doesn't mind bowing down first.

He immediately bowed and greeted them politely, but the way he addressed them made Kunpeng's heart flutter slightly.

The title "Demon Master" was his title when he was in the demon race. After the war between the Lich King and the Demon King, he took the River Map and Luo Book with him, and no one called him that anymore.

However, Li Qing's politeness suggested that he was not prepared to fight, so he lowered his guard somewhat.

"I have met the Great Emperor Gouchen."

Kunpeng returned the greeting: "Why is the Great Emperor here in my Northern Sea instead of enjoying blessings in the Heavenly Court?"

Li Qing didn't beat around the bush; he directly took out the jade talisman given to him by the goddess Nuwa from his sleeve.

As soon as the jade talisman appeared, Kunpeng's expression changed.

He sensed the aura of spiritual light within the jade talisman; it was the imprint of his own true spirit, and he would never mistake it for anything else.

"What does this mean?"

Kunpeng was also a giant who had cultivated for countless years. Although the appearance of the true spirit in front of him made his mind waver, he quickly regained his senses and forcibly suppressed his excitement.

His true spirit was in the Demon-Summoning Banner, which was later taken away by the Goddess Nuwa. Now Li Qing has brought it here. Could it be that the Goddess Nuwa wants him to do something?

"This is what Her Majesty asked me to bring to you."

Li Qing handed over the jade talisman, his tone calm: "The Empress said to exchange it for the Hetu and Luoshu."

Kunpeng fell silent for a moment. In the ancient times, the Ancestral Dragon and Yu Jiang fought for the four seas, destroying the North Sea, which has always been a bitterly cold place.

Therefore, despite being the greatest supernatural being in the North Sea, he did not possess a single decent innate spiritual treasure.

The reason he was willing to obey the orders of the Goddess Nuwa was because of the Hetu Luoshu, a supreme innate spiritual treasure.

The Hetu and Luoshu are now the foundation for his understanding of the Great Dao, and he is being asked to hand them over. He is reluctant to do so.

A struggle flashed in Kunpeng's eyes. The spiritual treasure was important, but the true spirit was even more important. Without a complete true spirit, he couldn't even sever his second corpse!

"What does Your Majesty need the Hetu and Luoshu for?"

Kunpeng raised his head and looked at Li Qing. He still wanted to struggle a little more. If he could use other treasures instead, there would be a way to have the best of both worlds.

"The reincarnation of the great god Fuxi requires the Hetu and Luoshu to prove his Dao."

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng remained silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, a laugh tinged with bitterness and a sense of relief.

"I see, I understand now."

He took out the Hetu and Luoshu from his sleeve. The two scrolls were stacked together, one black and one white, intertwined and spiraling.

On the scroll, innate divine patterns flow, containing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, which are endless.

Kunpeng handed the Hetu Luoshu to Li Qing.

"Take it; this treasure is ultimately not meant for me."

As Li Qing received the Hetu Luoshu, he felt a vast power of deduction surge into his mind, as if all the mysteries of the world were revealed to him in that instant.

But he didn't covet them. He composed himself, carefully put the two pictures away, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Kunpeng is, after all, a quasi-saint. He has not yet broken through to the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm, so he will inevitably have to use some tricks in the fight.

Right now, he needs to hide and try not to reveal anything. It would be best to avoid fighting if possible.

"The Empress has said that your true spirit is being returned to you from this day forward, and you are now free."

Kunpeng nodded without saying a word.

Li Qing didn't linger any longer. He bowed respectfully, mounted his escape light, and flew south.

The Kunpeng stood on the sea surface, gazing at the distant, clear light, motionless for a long time.

The sea breeze from the Northern Sea ruffled his robes, and black mist swirled around him, as if bidding him farewell.

After an unknown amount of time, Kunpeng withdrew his gaze and turned back to the Northern Underworld Palace.

The palace gates slowly closed, shutting out the noise and commotion from the outside world.

He sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, retrieved the true spirit imprint from the jade talisman into his body, closed his eyes, let out a long roar, and the winds and clouds of the Northern Underworld gathered, instantly accompanied by lightning and thunder.

"Two corpses, slay them!"

A great roc's cry rang out, and the Kunpeng Ancestor severed his two corpses!