The Primordial Era: Starting with Jingwei Filling the Sea

Fang Yang endured eight thousand years of torture in the boiling oil, each day feeling like a descent into hell. His suffering was not in vain; the third level of the Undying Demon God Technique granted him complete control over his surging magical power.

His realm did not break through, but his strength surpassed that of a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

There's nothing unreasonable about this; Golden Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals are essentially at the same level. Directly advancing from Golden Immortal to Daluo Golden Immortal is too difficult, so the Ancestor Hongjun created the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm as a transitional step.

Fang Yang was very satisfied with his improvement; now, it wouldn't be impossible for him to break through to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm. The reason he hadn't broken through was because he hadn't found his own path!

If one rashly breaks through to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm without having one's own path, the cultivation one has painstakingly built will become a castle in the air, losing the possibility of advancing further.

However, Fang Yang had already conceived of his own path; he just needed some time to organize his thoughts and elevate them into the Dao.

Things that require a certain level of understanding cannot be rushed.

Fang Yang planned to spend some more time consolidating in the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and once he had reaped enough benefits from the River of Destiny, he would break through in one fell swoop and reach the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal.

Only in this way can he catch up with or even surpass people like Daoist Duobao and Grand Master Xuandu in the shortest amount of time.

"I told you back then that I would bestow upon you an innate spiritual treasure once you reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm. When your senior brothers and sisters entered the sect, I bestowed upon each of them three innate spiritual treasures. Since you entered the sect later, I don't have many innate spiritual treasures left, so I can only bestow upon you two."

Even the Tongtian Sect Leader never imagined that he would ever be short of money.

Back then, he collected over six hundred innate spiritual treasures at the Treasure Distribution Cliff, making other powerful figures incredibly envious. Who would have thought he would fall to such a state?

Of the three methods of attaining enlightenment, attaining enlightenment through merit and through force are merely fantasies, with extremely slim hopes. Disciples of the Xuanmen sect almost always choose the path of severing the three corpses to enter the Quasi-Saint realm, and then pursue the supreme Saint realm.

When the Tongtian Sect Leader bestowed treasures upon the four Daoist Duobao, he specifically selected three innate spiritual treasures that could be combined into one for them.

By the time it came to Fang Yang, the Tongtian Sect Master had very few innate spiritual treasures left. He only had two that he could actually use. However, these two innate spiritual treasures were not suitable for the Three Corpses Merging.

Fang Yang, however, did not share this worry; he was still far from reaching the Quasi-Saint realm. Perhaps, he might even have the opportunity to embark on the path to becoming a Primordial Golden Immortal.

The Tongtian Sect Leader flipped his right palm, and two balls of precious light rose up, accompanied by the booming sound of the Great Dao echoing in the void. These were two innate spiritual treasures.

Although this wasn't Fang Yang's first time seeing an innate spiritual treasure, he was still captivated by the dense Daoist aura emanating from it. No wonder, those who possess innate spiritual treasures are often able to challenge opponents far beyond their level.

The innate spiritual treasure is too powerful; it not only represents power, but also justice!

The Tongtian Sect Leader found Fang Yang's pathetic state somewhat amusing. Fang Yang's personality was far too composed; it was truly remarkable that he could lose his composure over a congenital spiritual treasure.

"This treasure is called the Yin-Yang Two Elements Gourd. It was picked by your master from the innate gourd vine. It has the power to reverse life and death, evolve the four elements, and destroy the five elements. Once activated, countless worlds will be annihilated."

"This treasure is called the Purple Lightning Hammer. It was obtained by your master from the Treasure Distribution Cliff. It has the profound power to control all kinds of thunder magic. It can manifest all kinds of divine thunder, immortal thunder, demonic thunder, and evil thunder."

"These two treasures are both top-grade innate spiritual treasures, and it will be difficult for you to refine them with your current cultivation level. Now, take two drops of your essence blood and give them to your master."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yang immediately understood the Tongtian Sect Leader's plan. The Tongtian Sect Leader wanted to help him refine these two innate spiritual treasures, saving him the time of refining innate spiritual treasures himself.

With a thought, a crack appeared on his palm, and two drops of pale golden blood flew out, slowly drifting to the Tongtian Sect Leader.

The Tongtian Sect Leader pointed his finger at the two drops of essence blood, and the two drops of essence blood transformed into two blood talismans, which fell into the Yin-Yang Two Elements Gourd River Purple Lightning Hammer respectively.

In an instant, Fang Yang sensed a connection with the two top-grade innate spiritual treasures. With a thought, the two treasures leaped into the air and flew up according to his will.

In the blink of an eye, the Tongtian Sect Master helped him refine two top-grade innate spiritual treasures!

"Put your magic weapon away! Although I have helped you refine it, you still need to study it more if you want to use it freely."

Fang Yang suppressed his excitement and absorbed the two innate spiritual treasures into his body:

"Master's kindness to his disciple is as heavy as a mountain; the disciple is forever grateful!"

In fact, Fang Yang's life was saved by the Tongtian Sect Leader. Without the opportunity left by the Tongtian Sect Leader, Fang Yang would have died in that mudslide.

However, Fang Yang wouldn't presumptuously talk about repaying a debt of gratitude. Given the Tongtian Sect Leader's status, and his own, he had no right to say such things. The best way for him to repay the Tongtian Sect Leader was to cultivate diligently, improve his strength, and grow into a powerful being of the world as soon as possible.

Without real strength, no matter how loudly he shouts his slogans, they are just empty words and boasts.

The Tongtian Sect Leader nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Fang Yang: "Your responsibility is to inherit your Daoist arts and carry forward your lineage, not to risk your life for your teacher. Remember, your teacher is a saint and will never perish. Protect yourself and cultivate the Great Dao in the future; that will be the best way to repay your teacher."

These were clearly the Tongtian Sect Leader's sincere words. Fang Yang couldn't help but feel deep respect for his mentor who had saved his life.

Fang Yang bowed deeply and said, "Disciple will remember Master's teachings."

The Tongtian Sect Leader waved his hand and instructed, "The Myriad Manifestations Pavilion is the treasure trove of our sect. You can go and try your luck."

"This disciple takes his leave!"

Fang Yang bowed again and left Biyou Palace.

He stepped out of the main hall and saw a Taoist priest as wide as a door panel walking towards him. The priest had gentle eyes and a kind smile on his face. If it were anyone else, Fang Yang might not have recognized him. But the moment the Taoist priest stood before him, he recognized him immediately.

"Junior brother Fang Yang greets senior brother!"

Fang Yang smiled and cupped his hands in greeting to Daoist Duobao.

Fang Yang's impeccable manners greatly changed Duobao Daoist's impression of him. Duobao Daoist had originally thought that Fang Yang would rely on the favor of the Tongtian Sect Leader and treat him, his senior brother, with disdain.

"So you're Junior Brother Fang Yang. Congratulations on becoming a direct disciple. I must go see our teacher to ask about cultivation matters, so I can't chat with you any longer. Please excuse me!"

Even when facing a mere Golden Immortal, Daoist Duobao was very approachable, without any airs of a great being. Daoist Duobao's magnanimity earned Fang Yang's admiration.

Of course, Fang Yang knew that Daoist Duobao was probably just acting.

The Indian prince who pointed one finger to the sky and one finger to the earth, proclaiming "I alone am the most honored in heaven and on earth," and the Buddha Shakyamuni who sat on a lotus throne, receiving the worship of three thousand Buddhas and countless beings, are the same person!

However, as long as Daoist Duobao didn't come after him, Fang Yang didn't bother to care what kind of person Daoist Duobao was. What's the difference between a hypocrite who can pretend his virtue his whole life and a true gentleman?

"Please, Senior Brother!"

Fang Yang nodded with a smile before leaving.