Primordial Era: Reborn as a Tortoise, with Unparalleled Comprehension

Chapter 145 Devouring True Spirit

Kunpeng stared at the red clouds in disbelief.

Who else in the entire prehistoric world could suppress him with a mere flick of the wrist!

"It's been countless years since we last met. I never imagined you'd become a saint."

Kunpeng smiled bitterly to himself.

I originally thought that Hongyun had died completely, but I never expected that he would reappear as a saintly supreme being.

Such a huge difference is unacceptable to Kunpeng!

That was a saint...

Immortality and transcendence of cause and effect were the goals that Kunpeng strived for throughout his life.

A sense of desolation arose in his heart.

Then, his body underwent an uncontrollable transformation into an innate Dao body, standing before Hongyun.

A profound sense of frustration permeated Kunpeng's heart.

Hongyun shook his head, flicked his finger, and a stream of light flew into Kunpeng's sea of ​​consciousness.

The stream of light entered his sea of ​​consciousness, and Kunpeng trembled, his aura beginning to flicker.

After a long while, Kunpeng suppressed his aura and said respectfully, "Kunpeng pays respects to the Ancestral Buddha!"

Hongyun nodded.

"Let's go, it's time for us to get moving."

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In the void of the North Sea.

Gui Xuan's aura was ethereal, and his primordial spirit power flowed in the void.

The laws of space and time permeate the vast expanse.

He peeled away the layers of space in the entire primordial world.

Gui Xuan stopped peeling away the last layer.

"Found it!"

A massive amount of primordial spirit power condensed in the void, instantly transforming into a colossal hand that blotted out the sky.

In the instant the palm was formed, a white dot of light was pinched between the fingertips.

Gui Xuan looked at the white light spot on his fingertip and a smile appeared on his lips.

"It wasn't in the River of Destiny, but was hidden in the void of the North Sea."

"This giant tortoise is truly intelligent."

The true spirit is proof of a living being's existence in the world; if the true spirit is extinguished, even a saint cannot revive it.

With a thought, the primordial spirit's hand rapidly shrank, appearing before Gui Xuan with the true spirit of the giant tortoise of this world.

Upon closer inspection, a small turtle floats within the white light spot, emanating a profound Daoist aura.

Gui Xuan slightly opened his mouth.

He swallowed the giant tortoise's true spirit.

hum~~~

An inexplicable aura emanated from him, and the power of laws flowed throughout Gui Xuan's body, intertwining and entangled behind him.

Soon a turtle of law appeared behind them, then quickly disappeared.

After doing all this, Gui Xuan's aura suddenly surged.

"I have finally reached the perfect realm of Quasi-Saint in this world."

Feeling the aura emanating from his body, Gui Xuan was satisfied.

In the First Primordial World, the strength of his clone had already reached the Saint Realm of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal.

However, upon arriving here, in a near-realistic prehistoric world number three, his strength rapidly dwindled to the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Unlike those other ancient deities who smuggled themselves in.

Their bodies in this world are intact, and they can perfectly accept everything about the body in this world simply by occupying it.

It's like being reborn in another's body in a time-travel novel.

Gui Xuan's physical body in this world had already disappeared due to the Lich Calamity.

They can only recover a portion of their strength by devouring true spirits.

"But that's enough."

Stepping out of the void, Gui Xuan turned his gaze toward the direction of the Great Shang Dynasty.

Without hesitation, they left Beihai and reappeared on the shores of Beihai.

The shores of the North Sea, having witnessed tens of thousands of years of great battles, have now become a training ground for the Shang Dynasty.

After the war between the Lich King and the Demon King, the northern part of the prehistoric world became a paradise for the demon race.

Chaos reigned, and bloodshed raged.

The previous ruler of the Shang Dynasty, Emperor Yi, almost killed his son because the son was bewitched by a fox spirit.

From then on, the seventy-two vassal states of the Shang Dynasty, under the orders of Emperor Yi, began an endless war against the demon race.

The war lasted for tens of thousands of years.

Countless humans and demons perished.

The entire North Sea region was shrouded in darkness, with bloodthirsty energy permeating every corner.

"If this continues, the remaining fortune of the demon race will be disrupted, which will definitely alarm Nuwa."

"And with Emperor Xin offering incense, things get interesting from here on out."

Gui Xuan watched the two races engaged in a great battle and murmured to himself.

One aspect of this war is training troops.

Its main purpose was to recruit allies for Tongtian.

The time required to collect true power within the Chaos Pearl is too long, and the amount of true power consumed in sending a saint over is enormous.

It's unrealistic to send all eight saints from the first primordial world over here in a short period of time.

The safest course of action is to cultivate allies and reduce enemies for Tongtian in this prehistoric world.

After all, what they really want to oppose is that being outside of chaos.

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Time flies, and three thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In that year, Huang Tianhua, grandson of Huang Gun and son of Huang Feihu, was born.

same year.

Zhao Gongming of the Jie Sect brought a three-year-old child into the offering pavilion and taught him cultivation.

Two thousand years have passed.

A series of powerful suction forces appeared inside the offering pavilion.

Countless streams of spiritual energy poured in, nearly draining the spiritual energy from an area of ​​millions of miles around.

If it weren't for the combined efforts of all the immortals of the Jie Sect to guide the spiritual energy in the void, the spiritual energy within thousands of miles of Chaoge would have been disrupted.

"As expected of someone with human bloodline, their talent is extraordinary."

Zhao Gongming looked down at the three Yang siblings who were condensing the Taiyi Dao Fruit and praised them.

"To reach the Taiyi realm in less than ten thousand years, such talent surpasses that of some races in the ancient times."

"We've struck gold! We've struck gold!"

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The immortals of the Jie Sect looked delighted and began to discuss among themselves.

Our Lady of Wudang and Our Lady of Guiling both wear smiles.

After thousands of years of cultivation, Yang Jiao, Yang Jian, and Yang Chan made rapid progress, which even shocked them.

I became even more curious about the identity of that mysterious person.

While pondering, the Holy Mother of Wudang glanced at a corner of the offering pavilion.

There stood a white ape at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm.

Behind him were six disciples of the Jie Sect, all at the Golden Immortal realm.

These are also disciples of the Jie Sect they have taken in over the past thousand years, and their talents are equally extraordinary.

However, they still fall short compared to Yang Jiao and his two siblings.

However, it is quite rare to have such a talented disciple during this period.

We are no longer in the ancient, primordial era, where innate spiritual energy was inexhaustible, allowing billions of beings in the primordial world to cultivate.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth has been completely transformed into acquired spiritual energy, making cultivation much more difficult than before.

Getting started is easy, but mastering it is difficult.

Seeing the three siblings successfully break through, the immortals of the Jie Sect silently dispersed.

As current members of the Grand Merchant's Hall, they each have their own responsibilities.

"Greetings, Aunt!"

Yang Jiao, Yang Jian, and Yang Chan slowly opened their eyes and quickly bowed to the Holy Mother of Wudang and the Holy Mother of Guiling not far away.

Because of their previous relationship, the three siblings were jointly taught by the two Virgin Marys.

The Holy Mother of Wudang nodded. "Excellent! Excellent!"

"You are now ready to graduate!"

The Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit also said, "Having condensed the Dao Fruit of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, you are now able to walk independently between heaven and earth."

"The next step, becoming a Great Luo Golden Immortal, cannot be achieved through closed-door study; it requires enlightenment!"

Yang Jian, his face flushed with excitement, asked impatiently, "Auntie, can we go and rescue my mother now?"

Yang Jiao and Yang Chan both looked expectant.

(End of this chapter)