The Holy Path of the Primordial World Shines Brightly

Chapter 33 Sharing Honor and Disgrace, Merit and Virtue Reaching the Highest Saint!

Feng Xi's gaze fell upon the navigation system specially installed on Di Jiang Zu Wu's luxury car—

We're not far from our first destination, Phoenix Perch Mountain Range!

"So fast?" Feng Xi pondered. "Relying on the Great Luo's characteristic 'Eternal Freedom in Endless Time and Space' to travel, distorting time and space, the speed is simply insane!"

"To be honest, if a Grand Luo Realm expert were to personally pull the carriage, it would be far superior to any mount in the world."

"Of course, no one has that kind of prestige or qualification."

Although there are clear power levels among the Great Luo cultivators, with a significant disparity between the strong and the weak.

Even though they are both Ronaldo, the difference between them can be as vast as heaven and earth—it's as if they were both born as human beings, yet one is a tycoon and the other a beggar.

However, while there may be differences in wealth, there is no difference in personal dignity!

A novice can serve as a servant to a top-tier master, obeying their orders; or they may be impressed by the charisma and profound knowledge of a great being, addressing them as a teacher or senior, lowering their status by half to show respect.

However, none of these actions include trampling strong individuals of the same nature into the mire—that is a completely different concept!

Anyone who dares to do this will be universally condemned by the many powerful beings of the vast wilderness, and may even be met with hostility and murderous intent.

Those who willingly degenerate have tarnished the supreme and perfect nature of the Great Luo, and must be killed!

Does one who insults others place himself above the Great Luo?

—Then come and accept the challenge from fellow Great Luo Immortals!

Even when dealing with enemies or opponents, sealing them or killing them is acceptable, but to put them in shackles and use them as mounts is going too far.

Of course, there are still occasional instances where things can be done on the fringes of legality.

Just like now.

Emperor Jiang, the Ancestral Witch, slew the Qiongyou Demon God and took its Dao Fruit to refine it into an Innate Spiritual Treasure.

Then, using the spiritual treasure as a power source, he controlled nine Taiyi-level true dragons to soar wildly.

After making two turns, no one else could say anything.

After all, such covert exploitation and manipulation already takes into account the face of the weak and vulnerable... Not many people would stand up for a pitiful fellow who has lost himself and fallen into depravity, and who may not have any hope of returning for countless years.

"Besides, the purpose of mounts is somewhat awkward." Feng Xi's gaze lingered on the Nine Netherworld Map. "If time is truly of the essence and one must reach the destination before a certain point... then the master will personally go, and certainly wouldn't tolerate the mount's slow speed."

It is normal for the master to be more powerful than the mount.

Otherwise, it would be ridiculous if the mount wanted to rebel but the rider was powerless to suppress it.

So here's the key point—speed, as an attribute, is largely linked to cultivation level.

Stronger you are, the faster you can run.

Perhaps cultivators below the Great Luo level also have differences in racial characteristics; they may have poor cultivation but possess extremely fast innate speed.

However, since the Great Luo is involved in the control of space and time, it's basically a matter of whoever has higher cultivation level can escape faster!

In such an emergency, with no time to spare, why would anyone choose a slow mount?

"However, even if its practical use is largely rendered useless, as long as it still has the added bonus of prestige... it's guaranteed to never be phased out."

It's true that with great strength, one can do anything.

However, doing everything personally makes him seem inferior compared to others who are surrounded by followers and have countless subordinates.

Moreover, it would be impolite for two powerful beings to directly engage in a bare-chested battle to determine who is superior. Assessing each other's entourage is also a form of subtle negotiation.

"Our Great Witch Clan, with the Taiyi True Dragon and a spiritual treasure, this combination should be invincible, right?"

"Where do you go, people have to give you face, right?"

Feng Xi stroked his chin. He felt a strong sense of belonging to the Wu Clan and shared a sense of honor and disgrace with this faction.

With the Wu clan's name shining brightly, he could hold his head high and be more confident when he went out and made his way in the world as a member of the Wu clan.

"We are all in this together, for one prospers, and we are all in this together, for one suffers, and we suffer together!"

With a soft sigh, his thoughts wandered, drifting to some distant world.

Until a slight anomaly alerted his spiritual senses.

It was a gust of wind.

They came from behind.

At first, it was barely perceptible.

Gradually, it steadily increased... A tremendous aura accompanied and manifested in the perception of the mind, which could not be ignored!

Following the wind's path, Feng Xi saw a phoenix radiating brilliant golden light rapidly approaching!

The speed of the Wu Clan's formation at this moment is already off the charts.

But the phoenix still has the advantage.

Through the perspective of the nine true dragons, Feng Xi could vaguely sense that the golden phoenix was only standing at the peak of the Taiyi realm, without surpassing the limit and stepping into a new world.

"So, a situation similar to ours?" Feng Xi asked thoughtfully, "A Primordial Spiritual Treasure?"

His hands were itching, and his heart was filled with restless desire.

However, Feng Xi immediately dismissed the thought.

Because above the golden phoenix stood a blurry figure, surrounded and guarded by countless dazzling divine halos, making it appear as if it were a supreme deity.

Feng Xi tried to open her eyes wide, but found that no matter what she did, she could not see the true face of the being that commanded the phoenix. The closer she got to its form, the more layers of spacetime barriers there were, almost endless, blocking her way and creating a fog of information.

It's unclear and impenetrable.

Of course, even if you can't get the answer directly, you can still get some clues through indirect observation.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the high priests who commanded the ceremonial guard.

These great shamans all had extremely solemn expressions on their faces, and they were on high alert.

An existence that even a great shaman would take seriously and be wary of... the answer is already quite obvious.

"A Great Luo Immortal, and a very powerful one at that!" Feng Xi understood, and gritted his teeth uncomfortably, beginning to feel that the prehistoric world was somewhat dangerous.

He has only been out of Buzhou Mountain for a short time.

They had already witnessed the appearance of three Great Luo Immortals outside the Witch Clan!

"These super bosses aren't like in a game, where they stay obediently in their designated areas. Instead, they occasionally venture out for a stroll... If they encounter a mortal enemy, they'll immediately engage in battle, unleashing map-wide attacks that sweep across the sky and earth. If I'm accidentally hit, my life could end in an instant!"

"The primordial wilderness may be vast and wonderful, but survival is also difficult!"

Despite a sigh in her heart, Feng Xi kept it to herself, diligently performing her duties and speeding along. The rest was left to the professionals.

"what?"

Just then, a gentle, soft female voice, as beautiful as the most lovely voice in the world, rang out, originating from the sacred figure standing atop the phoenix.

This diplomatic delegation from the Wu tribe had clearly caught her attention. As she rode her golden phoenix to catch up with the group and ride alongside them, a distant and ethereal gaze slowly swept across them, taking in each member of the Wu tribe.

The powerful shamans instantly tensed up, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Fortunately, at the crucial moment, someone stepped in to ease the tension... On the carriage, a soft laugh came from behind Feng Xi. Di Jiang Zu Wu sat still, but cupped his hands in greeting from afar.

"Great Sage Nuwa, it's been a long time," Dijiang praised. "Your cultivation seems to have improved considerably since then? And your temperament and appearance are even better than before?"

"I admire you, I admire you!"

Nuwa, the Great Sage!

This was the same powerful sage who had ridden a phoenix to support the Qiongyou Demon God, but was a step too late and ended up cleaning up the devastating battlefield left behind by the two sides!

She is infinitely compassionate!

She is the most holy and benevolent!

She created and brought life into being!

She mended the sky and stabilized the earth!

Her merits are immeasurable, her virtues are unparalleled... Every beautiful description in the world can be used to describe Nuwa!

(End of this chapter)