Primordial Era: Reborn as Zhen Yuanzi, taking control of the underground passage

Chapter 232 God-Slaying Spear, Twelfth-Grade Destruction Black Lotus

The Guide and Zhunti exchanged a glance, both seeing boundless excitement and a hint of unbelievable ecstasy in each other's eyes.

The sorrow on Jieyin's face faded somewhat, replaced by an anticipation that his long-cherished wish was about to be fulfilled.

"Heaven has shown mercy, and there is hope for the revival of the West! Since the Dao Ancestor has reserved a holy position for us, my fellow disciple and I will certainly do our utmost to obtain it, so as to universally save all sentient beings in the West from the sea of ​​suffering!"

He silently made a grand vow in his heart and began to think about how to move the Dao Ancestor.

The Daoist Zhunti was so excited that he could hardly contain himself. He had to forcefully circulate his magical power to stabilize himself, and his face was flushed with excitement.

"The opportunity has arrived! We must seize it! No matter what, this holy position must belong to the West!"

His mind raced as he pondered how to plead his case, how to express the poverty of the West and his own grand aspirations, so as to ensure that the holy position, so close at hand, would not fall into other hands.

The Kunpeng Ancestor sat upright on the futon, his heart surging with uncontrollable emotions, his eyes filled with a sinister yet intensely burning desire.

"The Holy Throne—the Heaven-ordained Holy Throne! Haha, such an opportunity has finally fallen into my hands, Kunpeng!"

Like a lurking ferocious bird, he stared intently at Hongjun on the high platform, awaiting the verdict that would decide his fate.

These five people had different mindsets: some were reserved, some were excited, some were sorrowful, and some were calculating.

Without exception, they all poured their hearts and souls, all their expectations, into the figure on the high platform who would decide their fate.

The atmosphere inside Zixiao Palace, after the shock brought by the Primordial Purple Qi and the replica of the Creation Jade Disc, became extremely tense and stagnant once again.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for Hongjun Daozu to distribute the remaining holy positions.

Hongjun's gaze remained calm and unwavering as it slowly shifted towards Yuanshi Tianzun.

Hongjun Daozu's gaze was calm and unwavering as it slowly shifted to Yuanshi Tianzun, his gaze seemingly able to penetrate the very essence of his primordial spirit.

See clearly its true origins and destiny as a descendant of Pangu.

The Dao Ancestor spoke, his voice still indifferent and lofty, yet carrying the power to establish the order of the universe: "Yuanshi, you are one of the Three Pure Ones of Pangu, born with the merit of creating the world, with a profound foundation and long-lasting blessings. You can become my second disciple and inherit the lineage of my Xuanmen Daoist sect."

Another wisp of purple mist flew out from his sleeve, agile and profound, carrying the ultimate secret of achieving Hunyuan, and directly entered the space between the eyebrows of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.

Yuanshi, suppressing his overwhelming joy and excitement, kowtowed deeply: "Disciple Yuanshi thanks Master for his grace! I will certainly uphold the orthodox teachings and enlighten all living beings!"

Immediately afterwards, Hongjun flicked his sleeves again, and a stream of chaotic energy emerged, within which an ancient long banner floated uncertainly.

The banner seemed to bear the supreme power of creation, with strands of chaotic sword energy spontaneously emanating and tearing through the void.

It is the Pangu Banner, one of the three treasures of creation, a primordial treasure that embodies the profound meaning of "destruction"!

At the same time, a cloud of auspicious light and colorful patterns appeared.

Within it, the illusory images of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and all living beings seem to float and sink, emanating a righteous aura that is impervious to all laws and repels all evil.

It is the Zhutian Qingyun, a top-tier defensive spiritual treasure formed from the righteous energy of the great god Pangu!

These two precious treasures, one for offense and one for defense, fully demonstrate Hongjun's high regard and expectations for his second disciple.

As the Pangu Banner fell into Yuanshi's hands, he immediately felt a boundless and limitless power merge seamlessly with his own Jade Purity Immortal Light;

Auspicious clouds from the heavens hung above his head, with thousands of jewels hanging down to protect his entire body.

Yuanshi bowed in gratitude once more, his heart filled with boundless pride, feeling that he himself was on the path to the Great Dao and that he was beginning to see its form.

Hongjun's gaze did not stop there; it turned to Tongtian Jiaozhu.

"Tongtian, you are one of the Three Pure Ones of Pangu. You are born with the merit of creating the world, with a profound foundation and long-lasting blessings. You can become my third disciple and inherit the lineage of my Xuanmen Daoist sect."

The third wisp of primordial purple energy flew out and merged into the top of the Heavenly Gate.

Tongtian, with his forthright personality, could hardly contain his excitement at this moment, and loudly bowed in gratitude: "Disciple Tongtian thanks Master! I will certainly live up to Master's expectations!"

The next moment, an extremely sharp and terrifying killing intent, as if it wanted to annihilate all laws and kill all the heavens, suddenly filled the Zixiao Palace!

A long spear, entirely dark red and with endless destructive Dao patterns wrapped around its shaft, appeared simultaneously before Hongjun and a dark and profound twelve-petaled lotus platform whose petals seemed to be condensed from the purest laws of destruction.

"This is the God-Slaying Spear and the Twelfth-Grade Destruction Black Lotus." Hongjun's voice remained calm, yet it shook the minds of all the powerful figures below the stage.

"The God-Slaying Spear, though it lacks the power to suppress the fortune of a great sect, is sharp enough to injure the primordial spirit of a saint, making it an exceptional treasure among innate treasures."

The Twelfth-Grade Black Lotus of Destruction, born from the Great Dao of Destruction, possesses unparalleled defense and aids you in comprehending the true essence of destruction.

"It could harm a sage!"

These four words resounded like thunder throughout the Purple Cloud Palace!

On the high platform, a knowing glint flashed in the eyes of the Great Immortal Yangmei. He was detached from the world and naturally knew a bit about the treasures left behind by the Chaos Demon God. The fact that Rahu's treasures fell into Hongjun's hands and were then bestowed upon suitable people was in accordance with the cycle of Heaven.

Yin Yang Daoist nodded slightly. He and Luo Hou were both reincarnations of the Chaos Demon God, so he was familiar with these two treasures. He just didn't expect Hongjun to bestow them upon him.

At the very front of the stage, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun exchanged a glance, and their minds instantly became clear.

Zhen Yuanzi's mind raced: "So that's how it is."

When the conflict between the Dao and the Demonic Path came to an end, Rahu was guided away by the Great Dao, and his personal treasure was quietly taken away by Fellow Daoist Hongjun.

No wonder that despite my and Wanshoushan's efforts to repair the western earth veins and purify the evil energy, we have never been able to search for Rahu's treasures.

It was thought that it would either be hidden away or destroyed in the great battle, but unexpectedly, Fellow Daoist Hongjun had already taken it.

Because of me, the Four Swords of Zhuxian fell into my hands, and he used this God-Slaying Spear and the Black Lotus of Destruction to complete Tongtian's attack—what a scheme, what a plan!

In this way, the Three Pure Ones all obtained great treasures, and Tongtian gained a powerful weapon. Under the Heavenly Dao, the strength of the Xuanmen (mystical sect) greatly increased, and the balance was restored.

He couldn't help but glance at the four swords of Zhuxian suppressed in his book, and his admiration for Hongjun's methods grew even stronger.

The three thousand guests below the stage were already utterly shocked by the words "god-slaying spear" and "capable of harming saints"!

"The God-Slaying Spear! It's actually the God-Slaying Spear of the Demon Ancestor Rahu!"

"A supreme innate treasure! How could it possibly harm a saint?"

"Doesn't this mean that after the Tongtian Sect Leader becomes a saint, his combat power will be terrifyingly powerful, wielding this spear?"

"Pangu and the Three Pure Ones, three divinely ordained sages!"

Lao Tzu obtained a replica of the Jade Disc of Creation, achieving unparalleled enlightenment; Yuanshi obtained the Pangu Banner and the Heavenly Auspicious Clouds, combining offense and defense; Tongtian obtained the God-Slaying Spear and the Black Lotus of Destruction, becoming the undisputed master of slaughter! This—this is simply—”

"Besides the Dao Ancestor and the Sage Yangmei, who else in the primordial world can keep the Three Pure Ones in check?"

Countless gazes were focused on Tongtian, filled with shock, awe, and deep apprehension.

Especially those ambitious individuals like Di Jun and Tai Yi, who intended to rule the Heavenly Court and dominate the prehistoric world, had extremely ugly expressions at this moment.

They seemed to see three insurmountable mountains about to stand atop the primordial wilderness, adding countless variables and obstacles to their future path to hegemony.

Holding his dragon-headed cane, Dongwanggong felt that the title of "Head of Male Immortals" seemed so pale and powerless at this moment.

The Queen Mother of the West stroked the Kunlun Mirror, her eyes filled with even deeper worry.

Kunpeng's eyes flickered, revealing both his desire for the holy position and his deep concern about the growing power of the Three Pure Ones in the future.

Jieyin and Zhunti also had solemn expressions. Their West was already poor and weak. If the East were so powerful, even if they became saints, the road to revitalizing the West would be full of difficulties.

Tongtian, however, was completely unaware, or rather, utterly indifferent to those complex gazes.

He happily accepted the God-Slaying Spear, its sharp killing intent surprisingly resonating with his own swordsmanship and his philosophy of seizing a sliver of life.

The twelfth-grade black lotus of destruction exuded a destructive Dao aura that he found incredibly familiar with.

He felt exhilarated, as if he held these two treasures in his hands, and could go anywhere in the world, and seize a glimmer of hope for all living beings!

He kowtowed to Hongjun again, his voice booming, "Tongtian, thank you, Master, for bestowing this treasure!"

Inside Zixiao Palace, the atmosphere became increasingly subtle and heavy due to the appearance of the God-Slaying Spear.

The Three Pure Ones were successively bestowed with Primordial Purple Qi and supreme treasures, and the destiny of the divinely ordained sages has become clear. The fortune of the Xuanmen (Taoist sect) is like the rising sun, unstoppable.

The remaining three prayer cushions, and the holy positions they represented, now appeared even more fervent and weighty in the eyes of the crowd.

All eyes turned once again to Hongjun Daozu, awaiting his next announcement.

In those eyes, there was expectation, trepidation, fervor, and also a deep-seated unease.

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