Primordial Era: The Sun Emperor

Taiyi raised his hand and struck again.

This palm strike was even heavier than the previous one. The sacred flames of the sun condensed into a golden sun, crashing down on Jieyin like a falling meteor.

The guide activated the precious banner to resist with all its might, and the golden light collided with the holy flames of the sun, erupting with a deafening roar.

However, the golden sun was unstoppable. The golden light of the Receiving Banner shattered inch by inch, and the Receiving One himself was also shaken back by that enormous force, his face pale and blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Within moments, the two brothers were both suppressed to the ground, unable to move.

Those powerful individuals who had spoken up in agreement were now even more terrified, their faces turning deathly pale.

Several of them tried to escape, but were easily knocked down by Taiyi; several others tried to kneel down and beg for mercy, but were burned by the residual power of the Sun's Holy Flame and screamed in agony.

Taiyi didn't even bother to look at them. With a single palm strike, seven or eight people were sent flying backward, dazed and confused. They lay on the ground, trembling, and dared not utter a sound.

The valley was completely silent.

Everyone was stunned by what they saw.

Taiyi, all alone, sent Zhunti flying with one move, suppressed Jieyin with another, and also dealt with seven or eight powerful cultivators.

From beginning to end, he didn't even leave the spot, didn't use the Chaos Bell, and didn't unleash the Solar Domain; he simply waved his palms twice casually.

Is this the power of the Heavenly Emperor?

A glint flashed in the eyes of the Moral Celestial Venerable, the Primordial Celestial Venerable felt the Pangu Banner within his body, and the Four Swords of Zhuxian in the mind of the Spiritual Treasure Celestial Venerable hummed.

The Three Pure Ones were deeply shocked; even they couldn't have achieved this effect.

Such terrifying strength allows one to suppress a quasi-saint with a mere wave of the hand.

This is probably not far from being a saint, is it?

No, compared to Master, he is still far inferior.

Nuwa's eyes flickered slightly, and her gaze toward Taiyi became more complex.

She knew Taiyi was strong, but she didn't expect him to be this strong.

Jieyin and Zhunti were mid-stage Quasi-Saints, yet they were like clay chickens and earthen dogs in front of Taiyi.

Hongyun's mouth was wide open, and she couldn't close it for a long time.

A look of shock flashed in Zhen Yuanzi's eyes, and he subconsciously gripped the Earth Book tightly.

The Eastern King's face turned ashen, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

He once thought that by attaining the status of the Great Emperor of the Eastern Region and achieving the late stage of Quasi-Saint, he would be able to rival Taiyi.

Only then did he realize that the gap between the two had never narrowed.

Taiyi stood with his hands behind his back, his golden eyes sweeping over Zhunti, Jieyin, and the other powerful beings lying on the ground, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Whoever sees it gets a share? Whoever gets it is destined to be with it?" He repeated these words, his tone full of sarcasm.

"My fist is bigger than yours, and my rules are the rules! Anyone who disagrees, stand up!"

No one answered.

Zhunti lay on the ground, head bowed, without uttering a word.

His Seven Treasures Tree returned to his body for nourishment, and its light dimmed.

Jieyin helped his junior brother, whose face was ashen. Taiyi's strength was astonishing.

This person is not only powerful, but also extremely domineering, and will take action to suppress others at the slightest disagreement.

Taiyi withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked back to the gourd vine, saying calmly, "Continue distributing the treasures."

It was as if everything that had just happened was nothing more than a trivial matter.

Of those seven gourds, six were fully mature and could fly away at any moment.

The purple gourd matured first, and after breaking free from the gourd vine, it rushed straight towards the Celestial Venerable of Morality.

The Celestial Venerable of Morality was overjoyed upon seeing this and took the purple gourd.

The golden gourd flew towards Taiyi, while the red, green, white, and yellow gourds headed towards Hongyun, Nuwa, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Lingbao Tianzun respectively.

In no time, all six gourds had found their owners.

But a dark gourd was hanging on the vine. The gourd was not yet mature. The mother vine's essence had been absorbed by the first six, causing damage. It was now rapidly withering and was about to die.

Taiyi frowned and summoned the Chaos Bell.

As the bell rang, chaotic energy descended, fixing the seventh gourd along with the entire gourd vine in place.

Time seemed to freeze, and the gourd's shrinking suddenly stopped.

"Fellow Daoist Nuwa," Taiyi said, looking at Nuwa. "This seventh gourd is ownerless, and I do not wish for it to disappear from the world. I beg you to lend a helping hand."

Nuwa approached and carefully examined the gourd vine, saying softly, "The mother plant of this vine is damaged and its source is lost. If the energy of creation is not replenished in time, this seventh gourd will not be saved."

She took out two treasures from her sleeve—the Nine Heavens Breath Soil and the Three Lights Divine Water.

The soil is like earth, exuding a rich, innate earthy energy; the divine water of the three lights is like dew, containing the essence of the sun, moon, and stars.

Nuwa applied the Breath Soil to the roots of the gourd vine and then watered it with the Divine Water of the Three Lights. With her hands forming a hand seal, she exerted all her power of creation.

A bluish light emanates, and life returns.

The gourd vine, which had been withered and yellow, was revitalized under the nourishment of the Nine Heavens Soil and the Three Lights Divine Water.

The seventh gourd slowly grew, its color gradually becoming lustrous, and finally transformed into a gourd entirely black, radiating a warm glow.

Nuwa finished her work, a light sheen of sweat on her forehead, and smiled, "It's done."

"Thank you, fellow Daoist. I owe you a favor, and you are welcome to come to me at any time to repay it."

Taiyi raised his hand, took down the seventh gourd, and held it in his hand.

Although this gourd is not as powerful as the previous six, it is still quite extraordinary, containing a trace of the power of creation.

He turned around and walked up to Xihe.

Xihe and Changxi stood aside the whole time and did not participate in the competition.

Seeing Taiyi walking towards her, Xihe was slightly taken aback.

Taiyi handed the black gourd to her, his golden eyes showing a hint of gentleness: "Fellow Daoist, this seventh gourd is for you. Taiyin spiritual treasures are rare, please do not refuse."

Xihe was stunned.

She looked at the warm, smooth gourd, then at Taiyi's golden eyes, and a complex mix of emotions welled up inside her.

Although she and Taiyi were allies, she never imagined that he would give her such a magical treasure.

Although these seven gourds are not true innate spiritual treasures, they are embryos of innate spiritual treasures and can be refined into true innate spiritual treasures at any time.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xihe accepted the gourd and bowed slightly.

She does indeed lack spiritual treasures. The Yin cannot compare to the Sun. Although both are Pangu's eyes, she is slightly inferior in terms of both origin and spiritual treasures.

Chang Xi smirked to herself, glancing at her sister and then at Taiyi, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Seeing that the treasures had been distributed and there was no more entertainment to be had, the rest of the crowd dispersed. Dongwanggong left with a gloomy expression, while Jieyin and Zhunti slunk back to the West.

"His Majesty Taiyi remains as powerful as ever. This humble Daoist urgently needs to refine the Blood Sea. As long as the Blood Sea remains, this humble Daoist will not die!"

Styx sighed and vanished into the sky as a streak of blood.

Ever since Taiyi defeated Styx, Styx has wanted to do everything that Taiyi did.

If the sun can be refined, there's no reason why the Blood Sea can't!