The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 22 Taoism and Buddhism, Enemy Attack!

"When you reach the Great Luo realm, the past, present, and future will all be within your sight. You will discover that the primordial world is even more magnificent and vast."

"As the river of time flowed slowly, with each moment the primordial world advanced, it would create parallel universes in the void, evolving cosmic projections... This is both illusory and real!"

"A dreamlike and enchanting world, encompassing countless heavens... This is the true face of the primordial world!"

The ancestral witch Dijiang spoke softly, causing Feng Xi's heart to surge with emotion, leaving her unable to control herself.

What a magnificent world this is!

of course.

The greater its power, the more ferocious the creatures that inhabit its stage.

Feng Xi thought of those legendary, ruthless figures who clamored to destroy the world and recreate the earth, water, fire, and wind, for example—

Demon Ancestor Rahu.

Lingbao Tianzun.

He silently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Fortunately, their world-destroying journey has been stopped..."

Justice triumphed over evil.

Reason triumphed over madness.

"But besides these, what other large-scale events could shake the entire primordial world?"

The Lich War, the Heavenly Star Battle of Zhou Tian!

Gonggong roared in fury and smashed his head against the pillar between heaven and earth, breaking it in two!

……

The passionate performance of a peak powerhouse could put even a supreme universe like the Primordial World, which contains countless heavens, at risk of collapse!

and so……

Just how powerful do they need to be?

Feng Xi was captivated, but also somewhat confused—the lack of a comparable standard made it difficult to measure this.

Who can mess with them?

Who can't be messed with?

How can you go out without feeling confident?

He thought for a moment, then earnestly asked Dijiang, "The primordial world is so vast and magnificent, yet the Demon Ancestor Rahu from the previous era possessed the power to destroy the world... At what level was his realm?"

"The records within the Wu Clan clearly indicate that the Great Luo is the ultimate achievement of the Great Dao."

"But I have heard some rumors, I don't know if they are reliable or not—that above the Great Luo, there are Quasi-Saints and Saints."

"What Primordial Purple Qi, what Six Sages of the Heavenly Dao... I wonder if they're real or fake?"

"Is the Great Luo truly the ultimate?"

"Furthermore, what are the distinctions between orthodox and unorthodox sects of Taoism... and between orthodox and unorthodox sects, and what accounts for their relative merits?"

Feng Xi had many questions.

His confusion could perhaps only be clearly answered by a powerful being like the Ancestral Witch, a peak expert in the primordial world.

"The Great Luo is the ultimate Dao, there is no doubt about that," Di Jiang said slowly. "Luo Hou is actually just a Great Luo."

"Even Pangu was only a Great Luo!"

"The limit of cultivation is the Great Luo realm."

"The Great Luo is the end point, but there are countless paths leading to this end point. The primordial world is so vast that it has nurtured thousands of innate deities, not to mention the heroes and geniuses who have emerged over the years, each with extraordinary talent and wisdom, who are all pioneers, building bridges to eternity."

"However, due to the influence of environment, region, and opportunities, the systems developed under the guidance of cultivation philosophy have many differences, and even the division of realms is quite different, which has led some people to start the so-called orthodox and unorthodox sects disputes." Di Jiang smiled faintly, "In fact, this is just trouble caused by people who have failed to understand the essence of cultivation."

"Creating a reasonable and self-consistent system of spiritual practice is never something that can be done out of thin air... It requires adapting to local conditions and changing times."

"After all, the auxiliary resources needed during the cultivation process must be collected from the surrounding area."

"If the system you create doesn't fit the environment... the road ahead will be very difficult."

Feng Xi listened and nodded repeatedly.

Imagine a world in decline, where you're given a cultivation technique that consumes an extreme amount of resources, requiring thousand-year-old ginseng, ten-thousand-year-old lingzhi mushrooms, and jade marrow that's millions of years old—the more the better... But there are no spiritual herbs available outside, so how can you possibly cultivate it successfully?

Only by unlocking human potential and focusing on exploring the realm of the mind can one achieve great things.

Spiritual practice also requires adherence to fundamental principles!

Learning from nature and pioneering new paths are always influenced by the surrounding conditions.

"Your cultivation knowledge is solid, you should still remember the arrangement of the five directions and five elements, right?" Dijiang asked.

"Of course I remember," Feng Xi said. "East is associated with wood, west with metal, south with fire, north with water, and center with earth."

"In the East, the element of wood is most abundant; in the West, the element of metal is most abundant..."

"Good that you remember." Dijiang nodded. "But just remembering isn't enough; you also need to apply what you've learned."

"I will use the differences between these two places to explain it to you," he continued. "The eastern border of the primordial land is mainly inhabited by Qi cultivators who accumulate magical power, study supernatural abilities, and hone their primordial spirits... Among them, the methods designed by the three Taoist Celestial Venerables of Kunlun Mountain are the most outstanding and are the mainstream of this place."

Why?

"This is because in the ancient East, the wood element was the most prevalent."

"Wood is the dominant element, which gives it the strongest vitality and the most medicinal herbs and elixirs. Cultivators will inevitably focus their efforts on this aspect."

"Gathering spiritual herbs, refining elixirs, consuming them to cultivate qi, and accumulating vast magical power. Among the four major areas of body, qi, spirit, and mind, the cultivation of qi is particularly outstanding."

Feng Xi seemed to be deep in thought.

"And what about the West?" Dijiang smiled. "I roughly know your impression: you think the West is barren and sparsely populated... right?"

Feng Xi said awkwardly, "I heard that in the previous era, the Demon Ancestor Rahu ran rampant and destroyed many flowers and plants in the West before his death by self-destruction, leaving the area desolate... Is there something wrong with that?"

"Rahu self-destructed..." Di Jiang was speechless, his expression a little strange, as if recalling something interesting. "It is true that there are few living beings in the Western Lands, but it is not because of Rahu."

"It's because the very nature of that land is inclined towards the metal element!"

"Metal represents solemnity and killing, and it overcomes the element of wood."

"Therefore, although it is not completely barren, the vegetation cover is indeed much less than in the East... Consequently, there are fewer living beings that can be supported."

"From the perspective of many low-level cultivators in the East, the Western lands are indeed very desolate and barren."

"But do you know?" Dijiang said with a playful tone, "the Taoist sects in the West, such as the Buddhist lineage founded by Jieyin and Zhunti... those are all incredibly wealthy."

"Let's leave aside their local legend of the Seven Treasures."

"Just look at those Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats—they're covered in golden bodies. And on those golden bodies, they have countless arms, each holding all sorts of magical weapons; they're practically armed to the teeth!"

"Do you think such a Buddhist community is...poor?"

Feng Xi was speechless.

With resources to equip dozens or even hundreds of magical artifacts, who dares to say they're poor!

If we exclude innate spiritual treasures, which are special items that cannot be equipped by low-level cultivators, from other perspectives, Buddhism is quite wealthy.

Feng Xi pondered Di Jiang's words, refreshed his worldview, and tried to view the issue from an objective standpoint.

Suddenly, it dawned on him, "I get it! The West is associated with metal, so there are minerals underground!"

"Their production of spiritual herbs is low, but their production of immortal gold and divine iron is high!"

"That's how you can create so many magical treasures—just like the alchemy that's so popular in the East."

"That's right." Dijiang Zuwu agreed with Fengxi's answer, "There are medicinal herbs in the East and minerals in the West."

"The East, drawing upon the abundant vitality of the Wood element, pioneered the path of Qi cultivation; the mainstream cultivation systems in the West mostly borrow from the convenience of the Metal element, exploring the properties of metal, emphasizing the refinement of the physical body, and pursuing a body as strong as metal!"

"Even if you follow the Qi path, you will eventually develop a golden body... The word 'golden' explains everything."

The East has medicinal herbs, and the West has minerals!

If you're looking for magical herbs and elixirs, the East is the place to go; but if you need divine iron or immortal gold to forge magical treasures, the West is the best place to go.

Similarly, influenced by this environment, the lower-level cultivators on both sides embarked on different paths.

Of course, if a cultivator who practices Qi cultivation and primordial spirit goes to the West, he will inevitably complain about the barrenness of vegetation... But since it's not his specialty, he can't blame the Western land.

It's like running to the ocean and complaining – why isn't there any grass growing on the sea?

Barren land, so poor!

The strange creatures in the sea—such as dragons—most of the time have to look at us with a kind of pitying gaze.

Never heard of the Dragon Palace being full of treasures!

……

Every region of this vast and untamed land has its own unique theme and characteristics.

Each region has its own unique people and customs.

There is no most powerful way, no so-called orthodox or unorthodox, only what is suitable and what is unsuitable.

"Of course, if we're insisting on a single orthodox path... then it depends on who has the biggest fist," Di Jiang said. "The one with the biggest fist is the orthodox one!"

"Who can disagree? Who dares to disagree!"

You disagree?

Let's have a one-on-one fight!

I'll smash your head in!

Feng Xi's lips twitched; he didn't know what to say.

"The so-called orthodox conflicts are really nothing special..."

"As for the so-called Primordial Purple Qi?" Dijiang Ancestral Witch shook his head. "You little fellows always have some strange ideas."

"Wanting to infiltrate the Purple Cloud Palace and claim a futon there... little do they know, the waters there run deep, and countless people could drown there."

"The titles of Quasi-Saint and Saint have a hidden meaning; they are part of the scheme of a supreme being."

"It is related to the authority over heaven and earth, but not to strength or realm."

"However, with greater authority, it will be easier to improve one's cultivation and become a more powerful Da Luo." Di Jiang glanced at Feng Xi. "You should know that not all Da Luos are the same. The difference in strength can be as vast as heaven and earth—some Da Luos are called Pangu, while others are just nobodies who are not worthy of being mentioned."

"Therefore, there are Great Luo Immortals who can create the heavens and destroy the world. There are also Great Luo Immortals—like the three thousand demon gods in the chaos—who can only be slaughtered one-sidedly, and no one even cares about their names."

"Right now, there's a cat or dog that's risking its life to prove this point."

Dijiang Zuwu spoke in a very calm tone.

"???"

"!!!"

Feng Xi was stunned for a moment, her mind not quite processing it.

Then his expression changed drastically—he understood the meaning of the last sentence.

An enemy attack!

The instant that thought flashed through his mind, a shocking change occurred.

"Ugh!"

A strange wind howled, the dimensions of the void trembled, and the procession of the Ancestral Witch was suddenly attacked.

"roar!!"

"Hey!"

"Chirp!"

Countless ferocious birds and demonic beasts formed a vast and continuous army, rushing out from the cracks in the void and attacking this place!

Without a doubt, this is an elite army of spirits, lying in ambush here, waiting for a long time!

Some of the ferocious birds and demonic beasts were as small as dust, moving stealthily with the intention of killing the soldiers in formation; others were as large as mountains and rivers, stirring up a region of the void at any moment, spewing out innate supernatural powers such as gales and flames. Through mysterious coordination and command by formations, their power was amplified several times or even ten times, and in an instant they would engulf this place and destroy the ancestral witch's ceremonial regalia.

The strength of these spirits varied greatly. The weakest were merely at the True Immortal level, while the powerful ones had even reached the Taiyi level... Their movements were like the clash of real universes, burning with all their might, displaying the breathtaking beauty of a universe's birth and the swan song of its demise!

Like a suicide squad, the soldiers launched a desperate charge, sparing no expense!

It's easy to imagine the devastating impact on the morale of the entire Wu tribe and on their future diplomatic efforts should they succeed. This would be especially true given that the mission had barely begun.

The Wu tribe could neither tolerate nor accept this; they demanded a complete victory.

"Arrange your troops in the north, and command the Black Tortoise!"

A high shaman protecting Houtu's ceremonial guard coldly gave the order, raising a battle flag. Instantly, 100,000 elite lesser shamans changed formation, their blood-fiend energy surging into the sky, communicating with the seven constellations of Xuanwu in the heavens, and commanding the laws of the northern terrain to evolve into the extreme cold of winter. In an instant, an enormous phantom of Xuanwu took shape, enveloping the area and forcefully withstanding all the divine attacks!

Countless beasts and demons charged forward, but were all repelled by a powerful, cold, and eerie force, causing their bodies to explode and their flesh to turn into flying ice shards.

But this is not the end.

"Arrange your troops in the east, and command the Azure Dragon!"

"Arrange your troops in the south, and command the Vermilion Bird!"

"Form ranks in the west, and command the White Tiger!"

Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise... the Four Symbols battle formation sweeps across all directions!

The starlight shines and spreads, spring, summer, autumn and winter cycle and turn... The mysteries of time and space are played out within, which is one of the battle formations created by the ancestral witches for the witch clan.

The battle formation had barely been activated when it achieved its goal. Four hundred thousand Golden Immortals formed an array, and even the countless demon armies that charged forward were all crushed into dust!

There were even Taiyi spirits trapped in the formation, unable to break free... Those four battle flags were no ordinary items; when combined into a formation, they were even more ferocious and terrifying!

Even without the great shamans lifting a finger, the monster was slowly refined to death, its skin peeled and bones dismembered in an automated process. Its Dao Fruit and primordial spirit were extracted onto the battle flag, and its flesh, blood, and energy were refined into pure primordial energy, which was then distributed to every shaman soldier, enhancing their cultivation.

The path of slaughter, where you level up by defeating monsters, will only make the Witch Clan's iron army stronger with each battle!

"kill!"

The weapons gleamed with a cold light, slaying countless invaders and displaying the might of the witch clan with their corpses!

Some spirits were terrified and wanted to escape... like that demonic bird, which suddenly flapped its wings and tore through layers of void, trying to hide within them.

But it didn't work.

The army of 100,000 elite Wu tribe warriors, commanded by the Great Witch Yi, communicated their auras and merged into one, forming an enormous phantom image of a divine bow!

Sunlight, moonlight, starlight... countless rays of light were gathered and transformed into arrows of light, which were then nocked on the bowstring.

Then--

shoot!

(End of this chapter)