Yuan Zun: Starting with the Eight Ancestral Symbols

"Mu Chen... have you decided where you want to break through?"

Mu Chen pointed down: "...I have chosen it. It is at the deepest part of Cang Xuan Tian."

Yaoyao looked at Muchen silently. She certainly knew that there was something in the depths of Cang Xuantian. There was a trace of the will left by the Holy Spirit. It was a dangerous place that even the Three Lotus Saint did not dare to approach easily.

"Do you know the consequences?"

Mu Chen nodded and chuckled, "If something unexpected happens, I will die there, but if I can survive, I may be able to take that step."

"Don't worry, I will try my best to live even if it's just for you guys."

"Forget it, just think it over carefully." Yaoyao did not stop him, she knew that Mu Chen had made up his mind.

The authority of God was activated, and the space began to distort, forming a dark space gate, from which emerged a heart-pounding and dangerous aura.

Yaoyao was of course very clear that this was the breath of the Holy Spirit, and Cang Xuantian’s illness was caused by the will of the Holy Spirit.

Even the Three Lotus Saint probably wouldn't want to come into contact with this kind of thing. After all, it is a will of God, which is superior to that of the saints.

"Do you want me to help you eliminate this will?" Yaoyao said lightly. Only the power of God can deal with the power of God.

It's just a will. Even if she hasn't fully awakened, she can still clear it. It's just a little troublesome.

Mu Chen shook his head and said, "This will is useful to me. It would be a waste if you clear it."

"I'm leaving."

After hugging Yaoyao for a while, Muchen resolutely walked into the space door. After he entered, the space door slowly disappeared.

"..."

Yaoyao looked at the still drunk Li Qingchan, picked up Tuntun, and left.

The only person she cared about, Mu Chen, was not around now. Her eyes became extremely indifferent, as if she regarded everything as ants.

As for what’s next, she needs to find a place to awaken her divinity.

Muchen walked into a dark place where no light could be seen. There lurked a terrifying will as deep as an abyss or as hell as hell. This was the power from the Holy Spirit. Even though he was already a saint, he couldn't help but feel terrified.

This holy will remains deep in Cang Xuantian, and even God cannot eliminate it. Otherwise, when Cang Xuan was God, he would have solved this hidden danger for Cang Xuantian long ago.

"This extreme malice is countless times more intense than that of the Demon Emperor."

The shadow of Yan appeared beside Muchen. Although only the outline could be seen, it was much more solid than before. This was the result of Muchen strengthening it with the power of the plane and the power of the sky.

"Mu Chen, you have to think clearly. This will can corrode you."

"I know. I'm not going to touch it stupidly right now. I have to at least make all the preparations first."

Of course, Muchen is not stupid. He knows that if Saint Yilian were to come into contact with the will of the Holy Spirit, that would be purely courting death.

He directly took out a dark golden pill, with chaotic gas flowing on it and an ancient and primitive aura permeating the air.

Now using his holy soul to sense it, he was terrified by the terrifying energy contained in the elixir. An ordinary saint would definitely not be able to bear it.

"After swallowing a magic pill, my life will be decided by me."

Mu Chen gritted his teeth and swallowed the dark golden pill into his stomach. Boom!
Just like a volcanic eruption, a violent and surging force burst out in Muchen's body. In an instant, cracks appeared in his indestructible holy body, and blood emitting golden light flowed out of it.

Muchen was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak. The energy was too huge, like swallowing a scorching sun. Both his holy body and holy soul could not bear the burden.

The ancient Qiankun formation bound him, the ancestral stone purified the violent factors, and opened the swallowing of the ancestral talisman to the maximum, but it was still difficult to absorb.

After he broke through to become a Saint, his own source energy was transformed into Saint source energy. However, the divine elixir refined by Yaoyao contained divine energy. There was a difference in levels, so it was extremely difficult to absorb.

A golden lotus seat blossomed under Muchen's body. This was the Holy Lotus Immortal Realm used by Sheng Yuan.

It can not only be used to defend against external attacks, but also maintain one's own state during cultivation. With the blessing of the power of the heavenly realm, the golden holy lotus is filled with the original chaotic aura.

He has already used all the means he can, so at least he doesn't have to worry about being blown up. Now he just needs to absorb this huge amount of energy in his body, and he will definitely be able to reach the level of a Three Lotus Saint.

The holy body was experiencing a repetitive process of being torn and restored, and he could feel a very obvious improvement. Compared with the One-Lotus Saint, the Three-Lotus Saint's holy soul and holy body were far ahead.

The effect of this magic pill can comprehensively improve Muchen, making his foundation more perfect and eventually reaching the level of a Three Lotus Saint.

There is only one golden holy lotus on his head and shoulders, and there is a lotus phantom on the other two places. A mysterious power is constantly injected into them. When these two lotuses solidify, it means that he has entered the realm of three lotuses.

Yaoyao must have taken great pains to refine this magical pill.

The will of the Holy Spirit did not move, because Muchen did not actively attack, nor did he approach to touch it.

A year goes by in a blink of an eye.

A full-scale war broke out between the Holy Clan and the Heavens. Although there was no sign of the Holy Spirit appearing, the strength of the Holy Clan should not be underestimated. In terms of the number of Saint-level powerhouses, there was still a huge gap between the Heavens and the Holy Clan.

Although the Hunyuan Zhusheng Formation is there, the strong men of the Saint Clan will not attack head-on, but they can connect the Nine Heavens through the subspace and bypass the Hunyuan Zhusheng Formation by stabilizing this subspace.

"Great Lord Cang Xuan, where is your God? Are you afraid of death?"

Here in Cang Xuan Sect, Wan Zu and several other saints from the heavens suddenly came to visit, and Lv Liu said directly in a mocking tone.

He and Muchen had a deep grudge between them. Although his beloved disciple Xu Beiyan was killed by Taixuan's attack, in his opinion, it was Muchen who killed him.

Mu Chen has now become a saint and also serves as the Lord of Cang Xuantian, which makes his face twisted with jealousy.

"Great Lord Green Willow, please watch your mouth. This is Cang Xuantian. Although I am no longer the Lord of Heaven, I don't mind touching you." The ancestor Cang Xuantian said lightly.

Although he is only a Lotus Saint, if a real fight breaks out, Lvliu may not be his opponent.

The colorful glazed gourd appeared in the hands of Patriarch Cang Xuan. Although it could not destroy the saint without the blessing of the Cang Xuan Holy Seal, the power of this Holy Source Technique could still hurt the saint.

Lvliu sensed a dangerous aura, and his old face looked very ugly. How could a saint who had just been resurrected be so powerful?

"Great Lord Cang Xuan, we are not here to cause trouble. Now that the war with the Saint Clan has begun, Lord Muchen, as a member of the heavens, has anything delayed you?"

Great Zixiao smiled intelligently and elegantly. This Lvliu really has a narrow mind. Does she even think about whether Muchen is someone you can afford to offend now?

These veteran Double Lotus Saints all knew very well that Lv Liu’s limit was that of a Single Lotus Saint, and it was basically impossible for her to reach the Double Lotus Saint.

Among all the saints in the heavens, Lvliu is definitely at the bottom of the list. (End of this chapter)