Primordial Era: I, the Creation Lotus, will absolutely not be struck this time!

Chapter 72 The Beginning of the Struggle: When His Time Turns Around?

Time continued to pass, and the calamity in the world grew heavier and heavier.

The many deities who had been comprehending the laws within the Pangu Mausoleum finally awoke one after another.

The momentum of breakthroughs continues.

"He has achieved the late stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, and is not far from the peak."

Nuwa opened her eyes and sensed her own realm.

He glanced again at the countless fragments of laws that filled the Pangu Mausoleum.

"I have already comprehended all the laws of creation contained in these fragments."

"Give me time to sort it out and integrate it, and I can reach the peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm."

Logically, one should be able to reach the peak of the Primordial Chaos realm by fully comprehending the laws one cultivates.

However, Nuwa comprehended too many laws of creation in Pangu's Mausoleum at once, which prevented her from fully utilizing them, thus temporarily remaining at the late stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

The same principle applies to other top-tier innate saints.

Below the top-tier Innate Saints, some Innate Saints have entered the mid-stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

It can be said that the gains were considerable.

As more and more deities awaken, the innate spiritual root before Pangu's tombstone is rekindled.

Hongjun's head flew higher and higher.

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Until a certain moment, a mysterious aura emanated from Qingyi's Daoist temple and permeated the entire Pangu Mausoleum.

A phantom of a small world appeared, within which a moon-white figure stood tall and imposing.

A mere phantom was enough to suppress the many innate deities, making them unable to raise their heads and deterring them from offending him.

"Senior Wangshu has broken through!"

Nuwa's eyes lit up.

Xihe and Changxi were extremely excited.

Wangshu is like their mother, and now they share both glory and hardship.

The other deities also paused in their breathing.

Respect tinged with excitement.

Although Qingyi's previous attainment of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal showed them how to proceed, Qingyi's foundation was too high.

Now that Wangshu, a native creature of the primordial world, has successfully broken through, they have seen endless hope.

He immediately paid his respects with great ceremony.

"Congratulations to Senior Wangshu on attaining the Great Luo Primordial Realm! May you roam freely in the primordial world from now on!"

Congratulatory voices echoed throughout the Pangu Mausoleum.

Wang Shu's figure drifted out of Qingyi Dojo, just like the bright moon climbing to the ninth heaven.

The sky was vast and boundless, its coldness unparalleled, making it impossible to look directly at.

She can be considered a true goddess of the moon.

No need for formalities.

The ethereal voice, like a whisper under the moon, reached the ears of many deities.

Wang Shu raised her hand and gestured.

In an instant, the artificial starry sky at Pangu Mausoleum changed.

If the artificial starry sky looked somewhat fake before, now that all the flaws have been repaired, it is indistinguishable from the real thing.

Wangshu's little world is all about the starry sky, and it can be said that creating a world is countless times more difficult than creating a starry sky on its own.

These days, modifying the starry sky above Pangu Mausoleum is just a matter of course.

Then the true starry sky of the primordial world trembled, and endless starlight and moonlight fell.

Falling before many deities, starlight and moonlight wove together to form a starry futon.

"sit."

The many holy beings breathed heavily, their minds filled with a profound sense of accomplishment.

Now we need to hear the word to help us sort things out.

"Thank you, Senior Xie Wangshu."

Soon, the sound of Wangshu preaching echoed throughout Pangu Mausoleum.

This is Qingyi's requirement; preaching is also a way to sort out one's own Dao fruition.

Wang Shu has just made a breakthrough and needs to address any shortcomings.

At the same time that the Pangu Mausoleum lineage made great progress, hundreds of millions of miles away in the Kunlun Mountains.

On an inconspicuous hill belonging to the Kunlun Mountains, two Taoist temples stand side by side.

Beneath a spiritual root, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi sat facing each other.

"Brother, why do I feel that my cultivation speed has slowed down after leaving the Kunlun Mountain training ground?"

Yuanshi frowned; he was almost about to sever the two corpses.

As a result, even after leaving Kunlun, he has not been able to sever the two corpses.

So many years have passed, and he, Yuanshi, is still only at the early stage of Quasi-Saint.

"I feel the same way."

Lao Tzu looked towards Kunlun Mountain, hesitating whether to go back.

He was eager to reach the late stage of Quasi-Saint.

However, he did not actually feel that his cultivation speed had slowed down much.

The Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda, a treasure of merit, and the Taiji Diagram, a supreme innate treasure, suppressed his last bit of fortune.

When Yuanshi heard Laozi say this, he thought Laozi was the same as himself.

My mood, which had been somewhat gloomy, improved a bit, but I still cursed angrily in the direction of Kunlun Mountain.

"Damn Celestial Court."

If it weren't for the Celestial Court, he wouldn't have come here to seek peace and quiet.

"Brother, why don't we go back?"

Yuanshi looked at Laozi with hope.

"Go back? Do you think you can defeat the Celestial Court? Or are you planning to hand over the innate spiritual treasure?"

Laozi didn't even raise his eyes, and Yuanshi blushed.

"Brother, if you ask me, you should just use the Tai Chi diagram to subdue them."

Lao Tzu didn't speak, he just shook his head.

Upon seeing this, Yuanshi's face darkened.

"Brother, if things continue like this, when will we ever surpass Tongtian? Won't we be forever overshadowed by those beasts with fur and scales?"

Yuan Shi was getting a little anxious and spoke his mind.

He felt resentful seeing how well Tongtian was doing after he left.

They looked down on people like Kunpeng, even though their strength was inferior.

If Lao Tzu hadn't been so timid, he would have already reached the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint.

Some resentment inevitably lingered in their hearts.

Just then, someone broke into the great formation he had set up.

"Damn the Celestial Court, have they tracked us all the way here?"

Yuanshi, his eyes bloodshot with rage, realized this was an opportunity to persuade Laozi.

"Brother, look, you've been letting them go, but have they let us go?"

Lao Tzu looked hesitant, clearly somewhat tempted.

Yuanshi was overjoyed and was about to persuade him again when a voice suddenly came from within the great formation.

"At the southern end of Kunlun Mountain, I seek an audience with two seniors, and earnestly request that you show me a way to survive."

"Um?"

Yuan Shi raised an eyebrow.

"Not a lackey of the Celestial Court?"

With a flick of his sleeve, the great formation opened.

An old Taoist priest with a prominent forehead, white hair and beard, led a white deer in respectfully as he entered.

They would bow down upon seeing Yuanshi.

"We must ask our seniors to save Antarctica."

Yuanshi had always been the one being beaten, and this was the first time he had encountered someone who respected him so much.

Moreover, he bowed as soon as he entered. With Yuanshi's discerning eye, this person had a decent background and was not one of those creatures with fur and scales.

Overjoyed, he had a wonderful impression of Antarctica, and even the melancholy caused by the Celestial Court's interference with his cultivation dissipated considerably.

But he was the Primordial One, and he would never be complacent because of this.

Yuanshi stood with his back to the South Pole, his hands behind his back.

"What troubles you? Tell me."

Upon hearing this, Antarctica was overjoyed and lay prostrate on the ground, refusing to get up.

"Antarctica was originally a wisp of longevity energy between heaven and earth. It was fortunate enough to take form in Kunlun Mountain. It cultivated in the mountains, seeking the Great Dao but failing to attain it. Recently, Kunlun Mountain has been targeted by the Eastern Sea Immortal Court, and countless living beings in Kunlun Mountain have suffered disasters."

"Antarctica was also greatly troubled by this. After making inquiries from various sources, I finally met the senior."

"I humbly request that you, senior, impart the great Dao!"

Laozi frowned upon hearing this. They were already struggling to survive, so it was really not appropriate for them to bring along someone who wasn't even a Golden Immortal.

But Yuanshi didn't think that way.

Surprisingly, someone volunteered to vote for me.

And the fit is quite good.

It's truly a stroke of good fortune.

Oh, Tongtian, what good is your strength? I will become a saint sooner or later, and then it will be a contest of lineage and tradition.

"I already have people willingly coming to join me. Even if you're incredibly strong, if you spend all your time with those lowly creatures, you'll fall short as a disciple. I see your sincerity; therefore, join my sect!"

Yuanshi nodded in agreement.

The speed was so fast that even the Old Man of the South Pole was stunned for a moment.

The Old Man of the South Pole was immediately overjoyed.

"Disciple greets Master!"

The Old Man of the South Pole may look like a kind old man with a long life, but he was able to find the cave that Yuanshi had carefully searched for. How could he be a fool?

He presented several spiritual roots with both hands.

"These spiritual roots were obtained by the disciple in Kunlun. Kunlun Mountain is Master's Daoist temple, so it is natural that they should be returned to Master."

Yuanshi, who was already satisfied, became even more pleased upon hearing this.

"Good disciple, I have received your kindness."

Then he accepted the spiritual root without any hesitation; he was genuinely poor.

The Old Man of the South Pole was also taken aback; he was just being polite.

You, as a teacher, not only refuse to bestow a treasure upon me, but you actually value my meager spiritual root?

However, since I've already become an apprentice, as long as I can learn how to cultivate, it's not a loss.

"My good disciple, do you know of any other creatures like yourself in the Kunlun Mountains?"

Having tasted the benefits of taking on apprentices, Yuanshi realized that becoming wealthy through this practice was also a viable path, and thus began to entertain the idea.

"Recently, the celestial court's lackeys have been running rampant, and as their master, I should also do something for the living beings of Kunlun Mountain."

Yuan Shi looked dignified and awe-inspiring.

Upon hearing this, the Old Man of the South Pole lowered his head and pondered.

At this moment, the Antarctic Immortal's astonishing wisdom came into play once again. He didn't ask why his master didn't drive away the celestial court's lackeys, but his eyes lit up.

"Master, there really is one, the Treasure Rat. This rat is born with the ability to sense primordial treasures. I have heard that this rat has even picked up innate spiritual treasures while walking on the road."

Upon hearing this, Yuanshi's eyes lit up immediately.

Innate spiritual treasure?

Even if he looks down on the Treasure Rat's origins, he still envies those magical treasures.

If the Treasure Rat were willing to hand over all its magical treasures, he might as well take it under his wing as a cleaning disciple.