Chapter 37: The Chaos Pearl, the First Restriction!
Yuanshi Tianzun naturally understood what the thirty-sixth-grade Chaos Azure Lotus Dharma Image, reflected above the River of Fate, truly represented.
Someone had astonishingly attained the Daluo Golden Immortal path, blossoming the perfect twelfth-grade Three Flowers!
His expression turned grim, shock flashing in his eyes. As one of Pangu's Three Pure Ones, an innate supreme existence, when he had achieved the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, he had only managed to blossom the ninth-grade ultimate Three Flowers.
"Just what kind of being could attain Daluo and bloom such a perfect Three Flowers? Could it be the reincarnation of a Chaos God or Demon?"
He instinctively began to deduce, but no matter how he tried, the divine secrets remained obscured. Not a single thread could be unraveled.
"Eldest Brother has gone in search of an opportunity to achieve sainthood. Why has he not yet returned? Just what kind of change will these perfected Three Flowers bring to this great tribulation?"
A faint sense of foreboding welled up in Yuanshi Tianzun's heart.
Whereas,
On Mount Shouyang, Taiqing Laozi sat cross-legged, his expression dark and weary. The failure to seize the forbidden realm here had left him heavily wounded, and the loss gnawed at him bitterly.
Before leaving Kunlun, he had boasted before Yuqing and Shangqing, declaring that he would secure his path. Yet as the head of the Three Pure Ones, he could not return in humiliation.
He swore to rise again from where he had fallen, and only after achieving sainthood would he set foot in Kunlun once more.
But suddenly, his heart stirred. He lifted his gaze toward the sky above the River of Fate.
The moment his eyes fell upon the thirty-sixth-grade Chaos Azure Lotus reflected upon the river, his body stiffened.
The Three Perfected Flowers…
Such a phenomenon had never appeared since Father Pangu split the heavens and earth. Never before had the world given birth to a being of such terrifying perfection. This was not merely unprecedented; it was destined to be unparalleled!
Within Kunlun Mountain, Tongtian sat quietly. The Qingping Sword trembled lightly in his hand, releasing a crisp hum as his eyes gleamed with dazzling sword intent.
The way of the sword was unstoppable. If such a being could cultivate the sword alongside him, their sword intent would surely soar to unimaginable heights.
"The Three Perfected Flowers… interesting."
In the Nuwa Palace, Nuwa reclined languidly upon her cloud bed. The Dao of Creation surged endlessly around her, transforming into visions of countless living beings.
A ripple of surprise passed through her beautiful face as she sensed the phenomenon above the River of Fate.
But it quickly faded.
After all, Three Flowers only represented potential. The Primordial World ultimately belonged to the sages.
Even the Chaos Immortal Yangmei, ranked best among the great Gods and Demons, had been suppressed by Ancestor Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao. The Space Chaos God and Demon, though crippled during the Great Tribulation of Creation, still possessed power surpassing most Quasi-Sages. Yet even they could not escape the dominance of Sages.
In the end, those who failed to reach Sage Realm were destined to be ants.
In the Western Realm, Zhunti and Jieyin were restoring the earth's spiritual veins when the vision manifested. Their gazes met, shock written in their eyes.
When they themselves had first ascended to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, they had only blossomed eighth-grade flowers.
A bitter smile tugged at their lips. From birth, their greatest wish had been to restore the barren Western Realm to glory. But now…
The East already had the Three Pure Ones, three destined Sages. And now, a monstrous being of unprecedented potential had emerged.
"When will the West truly flourish?"
Elsewhere, the two supreme demon emperors of the Heavenly Court revealed surprise on their domineering faces.
In the Northern Sea, a black-robed figure with a frail aura gazed at talismans upon the wall, his eyes burning with feverish light.
At the Five-Zhuang Palace, Zhen Yuanzi sat alone, drinking in silence beneath the moonlight.
And deep within a boundless sea of blood, a red-robed figure sat upon the twelfth-grade Karmic Fire Lotus, Yuan Tu and Abi clutched in his hands. A murderous aura swept forth, as though he intended to slay heaven, earth, and all beings!
For a moment, countless mighty beings across the Primordial World were shaken. Even the Sages themselves could not remain calm. The phenomenon above the River of Fate sent tremors rippling through all creation.
Meanwhile, in the blessed lands of the human race, Xuantian—who had just returned from the Fate River—was unaware of the great stir he had caused.
His eyes remained fixed upon the gray stone bead before him, dazed.
"Is this… the Chaos Bead?"
Information flooded into his mind, and his expression twisted in shock.
And who could blame him? The origin of this bead was far too terrifying!
Before Pangu created the heaven and earth, there had been four Chaos Supreme Treasures: The Thirty-Sixth-Grade Chaos Azure Lotus, the Complete Creation Jade Butterfly, and the Axe of Creation. All had been shattered in the act of Creation.
But the Chaos Bead was different.
It existed beyond the Dao itself, beyond the grasp of even the Great Dao. It was the sole Chaos Supreme Treasure that had remained intact!
Xuantian's breath grew heavy. Just the thought of a complete Chaos Supreme Treasure was enough to make his heart race.
According to the knowledge imprinted upon his mind, the Chaos Pearl contained nine restrictions. Each layer unlocked a new level of its power.
The first required a Daluo Golden Immortal realm to refine. Only by breaking all nine restrictions could its true might be unleashed!
Suddenly, Xuantian understood why the Chaos Pearl had never responded to him before. Only after becoming a Daluo Golden Immortal could he begin refining its first restriction.
"Legend has it that within the Chaos Pearl lies a complete Primordial World. Whoever enters it may achieve the realm of Quasi-Sage…"
"I wonder… what abilities will refining the first restriction awaken?"
With burning anticipation, Xuantian guided his vast, Daluo Golden Immortal-level spiritual energy into the Chaos Pearl.
Instantly, the bead hummed, and the once-complex restrictions dissolved before his power.
A vast space unfolded within the Chaos Bead. Though no larger than a house, it radiated a profound mystery. Countless laws wove together, evolving ceaselessly, as if nurturing something within.
Buzz—
Under Xuantian's expectant gaze, a wisp of purple air slowly drifted out from the depths of the Chaos Bead.
"Is this… Primordial Purple Qi?"
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