The Primordial Era: Starting with Becoming a Disciple of the Queen Mother of the West

Chapter 125 Pagoda Protection

Xuan Yao absorbed the purple-gold exquisite pagoda into his dantian and gently nurtured it with the pure qi of virtue, having already made up his mind.

This trip to the East Sea has been incredibly fortunate; to have obtained both the Yin-Yang Two Elements Grass and this top-grade innate spiritual treasure is already an immense stroke of luck.

The greatest virtue on the path of good fortune is contentment and knowing one's place. If one becomes greedy for other things, one will lose sight of one's true nature.

He stood on the side of Phoenix Peak, looking up at the distant sky.

At this moment, the auspicious light above Phoenix Unicorn Immortal Continent had reached its peak, with golden clouds and purple mist intertwining, making the surrounding sea and sky as bright as day.

Such a spectacular phenomenon could not be hidden from the great powers of the primordial world.

Several streaks of light, piercing through the clouds at the edge of the sky, were seen heading straight for the Immortal Continent.

One of the purple wisps swirled around, majestic and imposing, faintly exuding the power of pure yang true fire, suggesting that a powerful figure from the Purple Mansion Continent had arrived.

Another place was filled with churning water and the faint sound of dragons roaring. The water vapor was heavy and dense, most likely belonging to an elder among the dragon clans of the four seas.

In addition, there were several sharp demonic energies and demonic winds that stirred up the remaining clouds, clearly indicating that the East Sea Demon Court had also been alarmed.

Xuan Yao saw it clearly and felt no sense of luck whatsoever.

Once these powerful beings ascend to the Immortal Continent, a struggle is inevitable.

The Purple Mansion Continent has always acted with arrogance, the Dragon Clan's foundation is unfathomable, and the Demon Court is at the height of its power.

Although Xuan Yao had already attained the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, he was unwilling to get involved in such pointless struggles.

The opportunity has been seized; it is best to withdraw now.

Once he made up his mind, he suppressed his desire to continue searching and turned to leave the Immortal Continent by the same route he had taken.

However, just as he stepped out of the Phoenix Peak area, a sudden change occurred.

The surrounding scenery suddenly distorted.

The warm, smooth jade-like spiritual soil beneath their feet cracked inch by inch, the auspicious light overhead shattered like a mirror, and even the innate spiritual energy flowing around them instantly turned into a violent turbulent current.

Xuan Yao felt a strong sense of alarm and was about to activate his Taiyi magic to ride the escape light, but it was already too late.

The world suddenly spun before his eyes, heaven and earth were reversed, and yin and yang were disordered. An invisible tearing force surged from all directions, and even the physical body of a Taiyi Golden Immortal was torn apart with pain.

When he came to his senses again, he felt a lightness all over his body and found himself in a boundless void.

This place has no sea, no mountains, no light, no sound, and no distinction between up and down, or the four directions; it seems that even the passage of time is isolated from it.

Only an eternal, deathly silence stretched around, occasionally punctuated by a silent, turbulent undercurrent, neither quite a tide nor quite a fog.

Xuan Yao steadied himself, and the Taiyi Five Qi within his body began to circulate rapidly.

The spleen (earth) generates metal, metal generates water, water generates wood, and wood generates fire, thus the five elements cycle endlessly.

The pure energy of blessings and the mysterious evil spirits of one's destiny moved accordingly, transforming into a layer of black and white interwoven light curtain, protecting the whole body.

Above his head, the Zhenxin Ruyi (a magical scepter) cast down wisps of clear light, firmly locking the mind and preventing external evils from invading.

He scanned the surroundings with his Purple Mansion Dharma Eye, and his heart sank slightly.

This is by no means the array space in Phoenix Universe, but the true chaotic void.

When the Immortal Continent was born, the energy of the universe pulled together and tore open a rift leading to chaos at the edge of Phoenix Peak.

He had just taken a step and landed right in it.

Just then, the chaotic dark currents ahead slowly parted, revealing a thick, dark gray phantom.

The phantom hovered in the center of the void, resembling an ancient Qilin, but its body was entangled with countless twisted incantations.

Each incantation was like a chain, exuding a gray and filthy aura, within which one could vaguely see the wailing and struggling of countless living beings.

That was no ordinary resentment, but the accumulated resentment and curse power since the beginning of time, which was most capable of corrupting one's primordial spirit and ruining one's foundation of cultivation.

The phantom had no facial features, but Xuan Yao clearly sensed that it was looking at him.

Those eyes were filled with extreme greed, like a starving beast seeing blood, carrying undisguised drooling malice.

Xuan Yao's expression darkened slightly as he channeled his magical power into his eyes.

The golden light of the Purple Mansion Dharma Eye shone brightly, forcefully penetrating the thick layer of incantation mist and directly looking at the core of the illusory image.

With just one glance, he saw the origin of this thing.

Amidst layers of incantation chains, a drop of dark red blood essence hung conspicuously.

The essence blood, no bigger than a fingernail, exuded an ancient and powerful aura.

This kind of oppressive force is not a phenomenon arising from the existence of primordial beings dependent on the Heavenly Dao, but rather comes from the depths of chaos, carrying destruction and disorder.

Even a mere wisp of energy emanating from him caused a stinging sensation in the primordial spirit of Xuan Yao, a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

If it weren't for the protection of the Heart-Soothing Scepter, the curse would have followed that gaze and directly invaded the primordial spirit.

A flash of inspiration struck Xuan Yao, and he immediately recalled an ancient secret recorded in the ancient books of Xikunlun.

It should be known that when the great god Pangu created the world, three thousand chaotic demons blocked his way.

Those demons and gods were born from chaos, each wielding their own great laws, but in the end, they all perished under the Heaven-Opening Axe.

The phantom before us is the remnant will of a demon god.

That drop of dark red blood essence was a drop of primordial blood essence left behind by the cursed demon god.

During the great calamity of creation, the cursed demon god was killed by the great god Pangu, and his body disintegrated.

This drop of primordial essence blood scattered along with the fragments of chaos, eventually ending up deep within the Phoenix and Unicorn Immortal Continent.

For countless ages, it has barely managed to cling to its last vestige of will by relying on the pure innate spiritual energy within the Immortal Continent.

It has long lost the power of the Chaos God and can no longer even reshape its physical body.

But the source of that curse remains insidious and difficult to eradicate.

Now that the Phoenix and Unicorn Immortal Continent has appeared, amidst the turbulent energy, this drop of essence blood has finally awakened.

The phantom, resembling a Qilin, raised its head and roared. Though no sound came out, it caused the surrounding chaotic currents to surge.

The next moment, the phantom collapsed with a roar, turning into a sky full of dark gray curse mist, like a vast gray ocean, rushing straight towards Xuan Yao.

It doesn't want to kill Xuan Yao.

It wants to possess another's body.

This thing has been trapped in the chaotic void for too long and urgently needs a sufficiently powerful physical body to bear its primordial essence.

Although Xuan Yao was born with the Black Tiger's roots, he was not considered a good cauldron in the eyes of the Chaos Demon God, but at present it had no choice.

Moreover, Xuan Yao possesses both the righteous and peaceful pure energy of fortune and the fierce and domineering innate evil energy.

One is pure and the other is turbid; one is soft and the other is hard. They are just right for its purpose of reshaping the foundation of the Tao.

As long as it seizes this Taiyi Golden Immortal's body, it can escape this desolate land and return to the primordial world.

The cursed mist spread out, and wherever it passed, even the chaotic undercurrents were eroded and hissed.

Xuan Yao felt a chilling, cursed aura locking onto his primordial spirit, and the pure energy of virtue within his body also became somewhat obscure.

Even Black Tiger's instincts sent a shiver down its spine at this moment.

On the brink of life and death, Xuan Yao was about to unleash the thirty-six Heavenly Gang Fiend Banners, desperately trying to break through the last glimmer of hope.

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden movement in the dantian.

The exquisite purple-gold pagoda that had just been nurtured within his body flew out of his body on its own, without Xuan Yao needing to activate it.

The nine-story pagoda grew taller in the wind, instantly becoming about ten feet high, hanging above Xuan Yao's head.

On the tower, forty-three innate restrictions lit up simultaneously, spreading out layers of purple-gold light, upright and clear, carrying the aura of suppressing all evil, illuminating the surrounding dim and chaotic void.

Beneath the eaves of the tower, one after another, purple-gold wind chimes rang out simultaneously.

The continuous tinkling sound transformed into a clear Daoist chant, slowly spreading through the void.

The sound was clear and melodious, without any hint of killing intent, yet it possessed the wondrous power to cleanse impurities and stabilize the primordial spirit.

The dark gray curse mist that rushed in from all directions immediately emitted a mournful shriek and dissipated upon touching the purple-gold light.

The distorted incantations were also struck by the Dao sound and instantly shattered, unable to take shape again.

The Purple Gold Exquisite Pagoda cast wisps of precious light, transforming into a sturdy barrier that kept the overwhelming curse mist three feet away from Xuan Shen.

Xuan Yao stood at the foot of the tower and felt a lightness all over his body.

The chilling curse that had previously locked onto the primordial spirit was completely shut out by the purple-gold light.

The pure energy of virtue and fortune began to flow again, and the calm and peaceful mind was also subtly illuminated, instantly restoring tranquility to the spiritual realm.

He looked up at the exquisite purple-gold pagoda hanging overhead, and a sense of certainty settled in his heart.

A top-grade innate spiritual treasure, indeed living up to its reputation.

This tower is primarily for suppression and stability, best suited to stabilizing the flow of energy and subduing evil spirits. It is a natural nemesis to such insidious and malevolent curses.