The Primordial Era: Starting with Becoming a Disciple of the Queen Mother of the West

Chapter 127 The Eastern King Arrives

In the depths of the chaotic void, where up and down and in all directions are indistinguishable, only a misty, dark current silently churns.

A massive black tiger, as large as a mountain, lurked among the undercurrents.

The black tiger was entirely black, with a dark golden sheen between its fur. Originally a majestic and awe-inspiring alien creature, it now appeared somewhat ferocious.

This was because its enormous tiger body was already covered with dark red runes.

The incantation seemed to be alive, constantly moving beneath the skin and flesh.

Each movement produced a sharp, piercing tearing sound. Dark red cursed blood dripped down the tiger's fur, turning into wisps of gray mist before it could fall into the chaos and dissipated completely.

Xuan Yao closed his tiger eyes tightly, suppressing a low roar in his throat.

He forcibly swallowed the drop of the cursed demon god's primordial blood. Although it was suppressed by layers of blessed energy and fertile soil, its ferocity remained undiminished, and it continued to erode outwards.

The pure and peaceful Qi of virtue flows like a clear spring, repeatedly cleansing the meridians and flesh. However, each wash can only remove the surface poison of the curse.

The cursed law, etched deep into the marrow, is like a carbuncle clinging to the bone, extremely difficult to eradicate.

The merit soil is dense and heavy, settling in the dantian and dantian, barely protecting the five energies of Taiyi and preventing the power of the incantation from dissipating.

However, such tactics are ultimately only a temporary defense and will not gain the upper hand in the long run.

What truly saved Xuan Yao's life was the exquisite purple-gold pagoda suspended above the spirit platform.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the pagoda, though only a foot or so tall, rotated endlessly.

All forty-three innate restrictions were activated, and layers of purple-gold light descended, completely protecting the spiritual platform.

No matter how fierce the external curses are, they will dissolve instantly upon touching the precious light.

The most insidious erosion of the primordial spirit was thus firmly blocked outside the spiritual platform.

But Xuan Yao knew in his heart that this was ultimately just a temporary measure, a cure for the symptoms but not the root cause.

With his early-stage Taiyi cultivation, forcibly swallowing a drop of the Chaos Demon God's essence blood was already a risky move.

To be honest, it's almost no different from a child swallowing fire.

He was fortunate to be able to temporarily suppress this drop of essence blood within his body, thanks to the Purple Gold Exquisite Pagoda, the pure energy of blessings and merits, and the soil of virtue.

If he wanted to completely refine it and make the curse law his own, he was still far from being able to do so with his current cultivation level.

However, the curse law deep within the essence blood continues to seep out.

Each writhing dark red incantation was eroding his Taiyi magical power and depleting his primordial spirit and mental strength.

The longer he remained in this chaos, the more dangerous his internal situation became.

If his magical power is exhausted, or if the protective light of the Purple Gold Exquisite Pagoda is worn through, he will only have one path left: death and annihilation.

Can't delay any longer.

Despite the excruciating pain, Xuan Yao managed to maintain a sliver of clarity and immediately began to plan his escape route.

He could not stay here any longer; he had to return to Xikunlun as soon as possible.

The curse law within this drop of blood essence is too ancient and too insidious; even ordinary powerful beings would likely be unable to do anything about it.

Looking across the entire prehistoric world, if there was anyone else who could suppress this residual curse power for him, Xuan Yao couldn't think of anyone else besides his own master, the Queen Mother of the West.

The Queen Mother of the West cultivates the Great Way of Virtue and Virtue, and also wields the supreme innate spiritual treasure, the Pure Water Bowl, which is most adept at cleansing impurities and resolving karmic obstacles.

As long as he can get back to Yaochi and ask his master for help, this drop of demonic blood will no longer be just a deadly poison, but will become an opportunity for him to advance further.

Once the decision was made, Xuan Yao no longer hesitated.

He forcefully drew upon the remaining magical power within his body, activating the five energies of Taiyi, and then combined the pure energy of virtue and the mysterious evil energy of his natal chart into one, pressing it forcefully inward.

The Merit Soil trembled and transformed into a thick, yellowish-brown membrane, tightly enveloping the drop of dark red essence blood deep within the dantian.

Taking advantage of this moment of suppression, Xuan Yao's massive tiger body suddenly contracted.

With a clang of bones and muscles, he had transformed back into the Taoist in the green robe.

At this moment, however, his face was as pale as paper, and a hint of dejection was faintly visible between his brows.

Xuan Yao dared not delay and immediately released his divine sense to carefully sense the vast chaos.

Previously, when the Phoenix and Unicorn Immortal Continent was born, the energy it generated tore open a rift in the chaos, and he fell in from there.

As long as the rift has not been completely healed, he can still escape back to the primordial world along the original path.

Before long, he indeed caught a faint trace of innate spiritual energy tens of thousands of miles to his left.

That was the aura of Phoenix and Unicorn Immortal Continent.

"Walk."

Xuan Yao let out a low shout, and the Purple Gold Exquisite Pagoda above his head transformed into a stream of light, rushing straight toward that wisp of spiritual energy.

Within the chaotic void, undercurrents surged, and violent gales occasionally swept across.

Xuan Yao had no strength left to dodge and could only rely on the Purple Gold Exquisite Pagoda to forcefully clear a path.

The purple-gold light spread out in all directions, like a sharp blade cutting through the waves, carving a path through the chaotic undercurrents.

The further you go, the clearer that innate spiritual energy becomes.

Finally, at the end of the hazy void, a narrow crack about ten feet long appeared.

The rift was slowly closing, and the chaotic air currents at the edges were pressing against each other, producing a teeth-grinding friction sound.

Xuan Yao gritted his teeth and poured the last bit of magic power in his body into the escape light.

Just as the crack was about to close, he flashed and narrowly escaped through it.

The scene before my eyes suddenly changed.

The deathly silence and oppression of the chaos vanished, replaced by a pure and vast innate spiritual energy. Xuan Yao's figure swayed slightly, and his feet landed steadily on a piece of warm, jade-like spiritual soil.

Ancient trees towered all around, and auspicious vapors rose; this was the Phoenix and Unicorn Immortal Continent he had left earlier.

Xuan Yao exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and his heart finally relaxed a little. He was about to ride the auspicious cloud of fortune and escape straight out of the East Sea and return to Xikunlun.

Before he could even begin to perform the incantation, he felt the energy of heaven and earth suddenly sink.

The auspicious light that had originally enveloped the Immortal Continent was suddenly and forcibly suppressed by a vast expanse of purple clouds.

The purple clouds arrived with incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, they had completely covered the sky for millions of miles around.

Xuan Yao looked up and his pupils immediately contracted.

That sky full of purple clouds was not an auspicious sign at all; it was clearly the result of the pure yang fire and the fortune of the celestial court intertwining.

Within the purple haze, the pure yang energy was extremely intense, even causing the primordial pure energy flowing above the immortal continent to hiss and crackle.

Along with it came an overbearing and domineering aura.

That imposing force was not a mere bluff, but a real pressure pressing down on the protective array of Phoenix Unicorn Immortal Continent.

The azure jade light suddenly vibrated violently, and the spiritual barrier swayed erratically.

Xuan Yao's heart sank slightly. He immediately suppressed his aura and sank the Purple Gold Exquisite Pagoda into his dantian. He used the ancient wood to conceal his figure and looked up coldly at the sky.

Purple clouds rolled and swirled, the sea of ​​clouds opened and closed, and the sounds of bells, drums, and celestial music came from afar, resounding through the sky.

Hundreds of celestial attendants, clad in robes adorned with cloud and dragon patterns, emerged from the purple mist.

These celestial attendants were at least True Immortals, and many of them were even Golden Immortals.

The crowd, armed with spears, halberds, and swords, formed a formidable military formation, completely surrounding the sky above the Immortal Continent.

Following the celestial army, golden lanterns and jade carriages lined up in succession, with layers of jeweled canopies and magnificent banners fluttering in the wind.

Each banner was embroidered with intricate pure Yang Dao patterns, immediately revealing the noble status of the visitor.

Such a grand display and such a powerful presence can only be achieved by one force in the East China Sea.

Purple Mansion Continent.

Just as Xuan Yao was secretly on guard, the celestial army formation in front of him suddenly slowly parted to the sides.

Immediately afterwards, nine high-pitched dragon roars shook the sea and sky.

Nine golden-scaled dragons emerged from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, each ten thousand feet long, their scales gleaming like gold, pulling an enormous purple-gold chariot all the way to the sky above the Immortal Continent.

The nine-headed dragons all possessed the cultivation of a Taiyi Golden Immortal, yet they now served only as beasts to ride in a chariot, demonstrating the immense power and prestige of the person within.

Then look at the purple-gold chariot, where a middle-aged Taoist priest sits upright.

The Taoist priest wore an imperial crown and a nine-chapter pure yang imperial robe. His face was majestic, and his long beard hung down from his chin.

Between the opening and closing of his eyes, a faint, unpredictable flow of pure Yang fire could be seen.

Holding a dragon-headed cane, he sat high on his precious carriage, looking down at the Phoenix and Unicorn Immortal Continent below, his gaze revealing an undisguised domineering air.

Xuan Yao recognized the person at a glance.

The master of Zifu Continent in the East Sea, and the head of the male immortals personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

The Eastern King Duke.