In the primordial era: the Wu tribe ceased its struggle for supremacy, and Hongjun collapsed!

Chapter 29 Observing the Fate of All Things, Tianxuan's Astonishment

Stepping out of the Buzhou Mountain area, the world opens up before you, but also brings a sense of desolation and wildness.

This is the true wilderness, where the strong prey on the weak, and all creatures vie freely under the frosty sky.

Tianxuan, dressed in a blue robe, appeared to be strolling leisurely, but in reality, every step he took subtly resonated with the pulse of heaven and earth.

He opened the "Eye of Destiny".

In his vision, this magnificent and colorful prehistoric world shed its superficial splendor and transformed into a giant net woven from countless lines.

Mountains, rivers, grasses, trees, birds, beasts, insects, and fish are all depicted with lines.

The trembling rabbit in the grass had a short and bleak fate, its end connected to a hawk descending from the sky—its destined death.

The Ganoderma lucidum growing on the cliff had a vibrant green lifeline, but it abruptly ended at a certain point, connecting with a passing rogue cultivator. That was his opportunity, and also its end.

Tianxuan is like an observer detached from the painting.

He witnessed slaughter, rebirth, betrayal, and protection.

But he never made a move.

As a Primordial Golden Immortal who has mastered the laws of destiny, he deeply understands the principle that "pulling one hair affects the whole body".

Arbitrary intervention might save a rabbit, but it could cause the eagle to starve to death, triggering a series of unpredictable chain reactions.

He observes but does not intervene until he has sufficient reason to do so.

"Fate is like water, adapting to any shape. All living beings float and sink in the river; only by stepping out of the river can one see where the current is flowing."

Tianxuan was constantly gaining insights, and this observer's perspective made his mind more and more harmonious.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, when they arrived at a place called "Fallen Phoenix Slope", Tianxuan's originally calm gaze suddenly rippled.

"what?"

He stopped in his tracks, his gaze piercing through layers of void, locking onto a battlefield tens of thousands of miles ahead.

There, he saw an extremely strange line of fate.

The fate of ordinary living beings may be a monotonous straight line or a branching tree-like pattern. Although there are variables, the general outline is clearly visible.

But this fate line is different.

It displayed a dazzling array of colors, noble and aloof. However, at a certain point in the future, this line suddenly became extremely strange.

One part is as solid as iron, exuding an aura of dominance, while the other part presents a chilling "nothingness".

It was not the gloom of death, nor the emptiness of fracture, but a complete "emptiness".

It was as if that future version of himself, though alive, was no longer himself, having been swallowed up by some grand will and transformed into nothingness.

These two drastically different destinies, like two entangled venomous snakes, were tearing and intertwining fiercely at that point, making it impossible for Tianxuan to see clearly for a moment.

"The interplay of reality and illusion, the splitting of destinies? Interesting."

A glint of delight flashed in Tianxuan's eyes.

Such a destiny is extremely rare, even in this primordial world where divine beings roam everywhere.

That means this person is at a huge crossroads that could change their very nature, or rather, their very existence is a huge variable.

"Let's go take a look."

Tianxuan took a step forward, causing space to fold and instantly traversing tens of thousands of miles.

Above Luofeng Slope, five-colored divine light surged, dyeing half the sky into a magnificent brocade.

"Eh-!!!"

A clear, yet somewhat childish and angry bird cry resounded through the sky.

A peacock with a wingspan of tens of feet was seen struggling to maneuver through the clouds.

This peacock was exceptionally beautiful, with magnificent plumage. Five not-yet-fully-grown tail feathers trailed behind it, shimmering with blue and white light.

It radiates five colors: yellow, red, black, and white.

Each swipe unleashes a storm of the five elements' power, shattering the surrounding space.

However, at this moment, he is in a precarious situation.

His feathers were disheveled and stained with blood in many places. His once proud head was now bowed, his eyes filled with stubbornness and resentment.

Behind him, a sinister laugh followed relentlessly like a leech.

"Run? Keep running! You little beast, let's see where you can run to!"

His pursuer was an old Taoist priest with a gray robe and a withered face.

The old Taoist priest was surrounded by a nauseating aura of decay and corpse. He held a white, skeletal seal in his hand, and each time he smashed it down, it carried a terrifying pressure at the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, causing the five-colored divine light to tremble precariously.

"Corpse Daoist! How dare you touch me! I am the son of Yuan Feng! Aren't you afraid of incurring immense karmic consequences?!"

The little peacock desperately urged its five-colored divine light to resist while shouting sharply.

Although he only had the cultivation of a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal, he managed to hold out for so long against the pursuit of a powerful early-stage Daluo Golden Immortal by relying on his incomparably divine five-colored divine light.

"Hehehe! Son of Yuan Feng? If it were before the Great Calamity of Dragon and Han, I would naturally have avoided you. But now? The Phoenix Clan is suppressing the Undying Volcano and can barely protect itself! Who can save you?"

The old man known as the Corpse Daoist had greed in his eyes. "You little peacock, with the innate five elements of Qi entering your body, if I refine you, my 'Ten Thousand Corpses Formation' will surely advance further! Surrender obediently, or you'll suffer!"

Having said that, the Corpse Taoist stopped playing around. The white bone seal in his hand swelled in the wind and transformed into a mountain of white bones, carrying an aura of death that suppressed everything, and smashed down fiercely on the little peacock's head!

"Boom—"

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Space is locked, and the flow of energy is pulled.

This attack was a full-force strike from a Great Luo Golden Immortal, something that a Taiyi Golden Immortal could not withstand.

A hint of despair flashed in the little peacock's eyes.

He desperately tried to burn his life essence and unleash the still-developing Five-Colored Divine Light in a final desperate struggle, but the terrifying pressure made even lifting his wings extremely difficult.

"Could it be—that I, Kong Xuan, am to die here today?"

"I am not reconciled! I have not yet been able to restore the glory of the avian race!"

Just as the mountain of white bones was about to fall and smash the first peacock in the world into a pulp.

Time seemed to stand still.

There were no earth-shattering explosions, no dazzling magical clashes.

A simple, somewhat languid voice suddenly rang out in the center of the battlefield.

"Noisy."

As those two words fell, the massive mountain of white bones, carrying immense power and capable of shattering mountains and rivers, seemed to be paused, abruptly hovering three inches above the little peacock's head.

Followed by.

"Click—click—"

A series of fine cracking sounds rang out.

Under the horrified gaze of the Corpse Daoist, his low-grade innate spiritual treasure, the White Bone Seal, which he had refined for tens of thousands of years, began to crumble inch by inch, turning into bone dust that scattered in the wind.

"Who?! Who ruined my good deed?!"

The Corpse Taoist was so frightened that his soul almost left his body. He retreated thousands of feet, roaring fiercely but inwardly weakly.

The void rippled slightly.

A figure in a green robe descended slowly from the clouds, as if taking a leisurely stroll.

He didn't glance at the corpse-riding Taoist, but instead looked with great interest at the terrified little peacock in front of him. His gaze lingered on the five tail feathers for a moment, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

"The Five Elements of Heaven are innate, and nothing can escape its influence. Although still very immature, it already shows signs of becoming a prodigy."

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