Yuan Zun: Starting with the Eight Ancestral Symbols

In the deepest part of Cang Xuantian, Muchen came here again.

He was not in the First Lotus Realm, but the Third Lotus Realm. However, he could still feel that extremely palpitating aura. Even now, he was still at risk of being eroded by the will of the Holy Spirit.

"Tianyuan Sword... Whether it can be accomplished this time depends on you."

Muchen took out the precious sword that had been with him for many years. The nine source patterns on it were shining brightly. They were all lit up and filled with a mysterious power.

He learned some things from Cang Yuan not long ago. These nine runes were obtained by Cang Yuan from the wall when he discovered the Yaoyao land. Because they were very mysterious, Cang Yuan secretly kept them.

No one noticed it at that time, after all, the attention of the other saints was focused on Yaoyao.

Although Cang Yuan had studied for many years before carving the source soldiers, he had not figured out anything, but for them to appear there, it must not be that simple.

"call……"

Muchen took a deep breath to adjust himself, his eyes fixed on the collision between the Holy Will, the Three Lotus Sacred Objects and God.

"Soul-Destroying Soul-"

Holding the knife in both hands, Mu Chen flashed to the Holy Will and inserted the Tianyuan Knife heavily into the Holy Will. Because it was too sudden, the Holy Will did not expect that a larger ant would dare to disobey God.

However, these nine source patterns gave it a familiar feeling, as if it had seen them somewhere.

"Ant, seek death!"

Endless evil thoughts burst out from the Holy Spirit's will, and a huge face condensed in the darkness. Mu Chen stabbed a long knife into its forehead, and nine source patterns burst out. The red light seemed to illuminate the darkness.

"See who dies first."

Mu Chen sneered, and the three holy lotuses on his head and shoulders began to burn. Endless light gathered on the blade, like a pouring river of stars. This was the origin of the Three Lotus Saint.

With this blessing, the nine runes on the Tianyuan Sword became extremely bright, and countless red sword lights continued to slash at the will of the Holy Spirit.

If he was facing the Holy Spirit, then his efforts would be completely useless, but if it was just a will, he would have a chance of success.

The Holy Will felt threatened and would not sit idly by. A force filled with evil began to erode Muchen. The dark red lines spread across Muchen's body like a spider web, looking hideous and terrifying.

Endless evil thoughts flooded into his mind and began to affect his holy soul, trying to drive him crazy.

Once it has completely corroded Muchen's body with its evil thoughts, Muchen will become its puppet, and it will be able to use this to get out of here.

Now it depends on who can last longer. Although Muchen is not a god, he is still the number one person under the gods. It would be useless if he could be killed so easily by the will of a holy god.

Just as Muchen was dealing with the will of the Holy Spirit, the entire Cangxuantian underwent drastic changes. All kinds of horrifying weather conditions appeared, with lightning, thunder, strong winds and heavy rain, as if the end of the world was coming, but there was no serious damage.

However, these scenes made the people of Cang Xuantian panic.

"Mu Chen made quite a big noise." Patriarch Cang Xuan had a serious expression on his face. He knew that this was a fight between Much Chen and the Holy Will. It all depended on the final result.

"Senior, I hope Brother Chen is okay. Can we help him?" Su Youwei asked worriedly.

She and Wu Yao have all become saints, all thanks to the guidance of the Guixu Temple.

"We can't help."

Patriarch Cang Xuan shook his head. They couldn't help, unless it was Yaoyao, the third god, but that was impossible. They could only rely on Muchen himself. "Don't worry, Muchen is a three-lotus saint, and Cang Xuantian only has a holy consciousness. He is not without a chance."

Su Youwei sighed slightly, her beautiful eyes full of worry. Although what Patriarch Cang Xuan said made sense, it was the will of the Holy Spirit after all.

……

Half a year later.

Muchen was sitting cross-legged in the darkness. His body was skinny, like a rotting tree trunk, his hair was dull and lifeless, and the three holy lotuses on his shoulders and head were no longer as bright as before. They were illusory and seemed to disappear in the next second.

If anyone saw him now, they would think that he was about to die, with only the last bit of life candle burning, which would be extinguished by a gust of wind.

In front of him, there was a mass of mysterious substance. Although it was still filled with evil thoughts, it no longer had the will of the Holy Spirit.

Muchen nearly exhausted himself before he was able to wipe out the will of the Holy Spirit, leaving only the purest power within it. Even so, this energy was more powerful than that of a Three Lotus Saint.

"are you OK?"

"Is the Life and Death Ancestral Talisman useless?"

Yan asked worriedly, in Muchen's current state, even a First Lotus Realm cultivator could kill him.

Muchen shook his head. His source of energy was almost dried up now. Normal treatment methods were completely ineffective. At best, they could only delay the rate of decline.

"It won't be that easy to die. The next step is to refine this divine energy."

Muchen's hoarse voice sounded, and the Qiankun Ancient Formation unfolded beneath him, with an ancient and vast aura blooming.

This is the Qiankun Ancient Formation that he and Yaoyao had strengthened together. It is countless times more powerful than before.

The eight ancestral talismans formed a halo, revolving around Muchen's body and resonating with his source energy.

"Yan, Huangwu, I'll trouble you from now on."

The ancestral stone, the Great Desolate Monument, the Gintama, and the Tianyuan Sword were integrated into the Qiankun Ancient Formation.

Muchen activated the Qiankun Ancient Formation, which integrated several divine objects and turned into a huge cauldron.

There are countless ancient source patterns on the cauldron, and the nine source patterns on the Tianyuan Sword are the most dazzling. The mouth of the cauldron is like a black hole, as if it can melt everything.

The giant cauldron contained Muchen and the divine substance. All the source patterns on it lit up, absorbing the power of heaven and earth and began to refine the things in the cauldron.

"The universe turns into a cauldron and melts."

This is the way to maximize the use of the fusion power of the Qiankun Ancient Formation. The power of the Holy Spirit's will is different from the power in the magic pill and cannot be absorbed directly, but this method can be used to try to fuse them.

If he fails, Muchen will end up in a state of neither human nor ghost, but if he wants to become a god, he can only risk everything.

The power of the Holy Spirit's will was gone, leaving only terrifying energy, which was forcibly integrated into Muchen's body by the Qiankun Ancient Formation. The severe pain made Muchen's eyes widen, veins bulged on his forehead, and his teeth were about to break.

It was like countless ants were tearing at his body, devouring his flesh and blood, and attacking his soul. The arrow was on the string and had to be shot, and Mu Chen could only grit his teeth and endure it.

The eight ancestral symbols entered Muchen's divine palace and merged with the eight ninth-grade source energies. The distinct source energies also showed signs of merging at this moment. Muchen had to resist the severe pain with all his heart and soul, so he did not notice this change. (End of this chapter)