Primordial Era: I, Hongyun, take charge of the literary path

While Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi were discussing scriptures and doctrines, Fengyun and the others also gained much while traveling through the prehistoric world.

In a certain place in the western wilderness, a series of palaces sit atop a mountain range, radiating a brilliant golden light, divine splendor, and an aura of immortality.

In the center of this continuous palace complex stands the most magnificent building, named Lingxu Palace.

Lingxu Palace is the cultivation place of Lingxu Daoren, a Grand Luo Golden Immortal with some reputation in the prehistoric world.

At this moment, Daoist Lingxu sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, with a blue treasure sword floating in front of him.

It was astonishing to see that the precious sword was emanating a strange aura, surrounded by a mystical energy, giving it an aura of sharpness that was clearly visible. It was a low-grade innate spiritual treasure: the Wind Chaser Blade.

"It's terrible, sir! Someone has broken into the treasury and looted it!"

An anxious voice came from inside.

Lingxu Daoist opened his eyes, a golden light flashed from them, and he put away the Wind Chasing Blade and rushed out of the main hall.

"What did you say?!"

Upon hearing someone say that the treasure vault had been looted, Master Lingxu initially thought he had misheard.

When it was confirmed that the treasure vault had indeed been robbed, Daoist Lingxu could no longer sit still and immediately gathered tens of thousands of troops.

The leaders were all Taiyi Golden Immortals.

The theft of the treasure vault is no small matter.

If the treasure vault, being the most heavily guarded place, is robbed, wouldn't the sect's defenses become like a sieve? The Lingxu Sect would become a place anyone could come and go as they pleased.

"Greetings, Sect Master!"

The entire Lingxu Sect calls him Lingxu Daoist.

Lingxu Daoist walked into the treasure vault with a gloomy face. Looking at the empty vault, he felt like killing someone.

"The treasure vault is heavily guarded. To steal its treasures silently, the thief would need to be at least a Great Luo Golden Immortal. Such a person, to still engage in theft, is truly shameless."

Lingxu Daoist shouted angrily, "Which Great Luo Golden Immortal isn't high above? Who would become a thief?"

Next, Daoist Lingxu ordered the news to be kept under wraps, and then, before it spread, to find the thief of the treasure vault and recover all the stolen treasures.

That's the culmination of countless years of Lingxu Sect's efforts.

With the treasure vault stolen, people are filled with anxiety, and the sect's fortune will also be shaken. It is feared that a thousand-mile dike will be breached by an ant hole.

The Taiyi Golden Immortals present also realized the seriousness of the matter, so they all took action.

The Lingxu Sect has spies everywhere, and any special person who appears in the vicinity will be remembered.

After investigation, Lingxu Sect quickly identified a young Taoist priest. The young man had an extraordinary temperament and was not an ordinary person. He was very likely the person they were looking for.

The situation was then explained to Daoist Lingxu.

Without hesitation, Daoist Lingxu transformed into a streak of light and flew toward the location the other party had indicated.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, Daoist Lingxu saw a young man with the aura of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Everything made sense; this person must have stolen the treasure vault. Lingxu Daoist's eyes turned red with anger.

"Hey, you Taoist priest, how shameless of you to commit theft! Today I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget."

Lingxu Daoist's angry shout was like thunder, and Fengyun looked over in surprise and uncertainty.

Fengyun was furious at being accused of theft for no reason; this person was utterly unreasonable.

Without investigation, there is no right to speak.

Feng Yun was not a good person to begin with, and when he heard Lingxu Daoist's rebuke, he was filled with murderous intent.

His cultivation of Taoism emphasizes doing whatever he wants; if someone makes him unhappy, he will also make that person unhappy.

After dealing with this indiscriminate guy, then we'll go find the one who made him take the blame.

"I was enjoying the spring scenery here, and you keep accusing me of theft, which has really spoiled my good mood."

"I'll teach you a lesson today."

Feng Yun spoke indifferently, his gaze icy as he looked at Lingxu Daoist, reaching out to grab him.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed, and amidst the blazing thunder and fire, a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky reached out to grab Lingxu Daoist.

The next moment, Daoist Lingxu felt a terrifying suppressive force, and his magical power stagnated.

Upon seeing this, Daoist Lingxu froze, realizing he might have mistaken someone for someone else.

Seeing that Feng Yun attacked him because of a single wrong remark, Lingxu Daoist was secretly furious.

In the past, Daoist Lingxu would have valued peace above all else, but now that the treasure vault has been stolen, his anger has surged, and he's decided to fight first and deal with the consequences later.

"How dare you! Behold my power!"

A red light flashed in Lingxu Daoist's eyes.

The Wind Chasing Blade appeared in Lingxu Daoist's hand. Lingxu Daoist wielded the Wind Chasing Blade and directly unleashed a blade of energy, cleaving apart the giant, sky-covering hand.

With a single palm strike, the world lost its color.

A giant hand, imbued with the power of wind, descended from the sky.

Lingxu Daoist, wielding the Wind Chasing Blade, was like a war god, directly cleaving through the sky-covering giant palm.

Suddenly, the Wind-Chasing Blade unleashed a blade of energy that tore the sky apart, whipping up the remaining clouds and creating a myriad of phenomena, including thunder and lightning.

Seeing this, Feng Yun was not surprised that his giant palm was split open. Instead, he stared intently at the magic weapon in Lingxu Daoist's hand, the Wind Chasing Blade.

At first, Fengyun wanted to spare Lingxu Daoren's life, but after seeing Lingxu Daoren's Wind Chasing Blade, that thought faded.

Feng Yun took a liking to this low-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Stealing someone's spiritual treasures and roots is no less than an act of obstruction of one's path; this carries a heavy karmic consequence and must be guarded against.

Those who cultivate the Tao are most unwilling to get involved in karma, as it is detrimental to their future cultivation, and karma must be repaid.

Killing and robbing is the true principle of the primordial world; when a person dies, their debts are settled, and the cause and effect naturally cease.

Even if Lingxu Daoist were to reincarnate and cultivate again in the future, returning to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, regaining his memories of his past life, and recreating karma, this karma would not be as strong as it is now.

"Haha, I have long admired Fellow Daoist Lingxu. I dared to test my sword against him, and you still haven't forgotten to offer your guidance."

Feng Yun shouted and took out a silver ringed sword, which was the magic weapon that Xue Yun had obtained from the Dragon Clan.

Lingxu Daoist took a deep breath.

Lingxu Daoist said, "You have quite the nerve. Do you really think I'm easy to mess with if I don't show my power?"

"Today, I will show you that the Lingxu Sect is not someone you can mess with."

Lingxu Daoist's tone was filled with overwhelming power and domineering manner, as well as an arrogant air of looking down on all living beings.

"Die!"

Lingxu Daoist snorted coldly, holding the Wind Chasing Blade, every move he made carried immense power.

A sharp, golden aura shot into the sky, causing the void to tremble, storms to rise, and overwhelming all living beings.

At this moment, Daoist Lingxu unleashed his full power as a Great Luo Immortal, causing the wind and clouds to lose their color.

"Haha~ The law governs heaven and earth!"

Feng Yun laughed loudly, and a vortex appeared in the void, from which a Dharma image with a height of one million feet appeared.

Behind that image, clouds and mist swirled, ethereal and otherworldly, revealing magnificent white palaces, resplendent and imposing, standing side by side, like an ideal heaven.

The Dharma image appeared and disappeared in the clouds and mist, ethereal and ethereal, carrying a divine light and a majestic aura.

In Faxiang's hand, there was also a silver knife, and Fengyun and Faxiang wielded the silver ring knife together.

The silver ring blade swelled with the wind, obscuring the sky, accompanied by thunder, lightning, dark clouds, and torrential rain.

"Do you think you're so powerful that you can control everything?"

Seeing this, Daoist Lingxu snorted coldly and also used his Heaven and Earth Transformation Divine Power.

A giant, a million feet tall, appeared, its body gleaming with golden light and radiating dazzling brilliance.