Chapter 137 Return to the Three Immortal Islands
After everyone left, Feng Zichen's figure flashed, and he once again entered the Chaos Pearl.
However, before he could make a move, layers of azure light rippled across the World Tree, with innate runes appearing and the aura of the origin of heaven and earth flowing, mysterious and unpredictable.
Then, the azure light flickered and suddenly condensed, transforming into a ball of world origin, which surged into Feng Zichen's body.
"Not bad, after I attain the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, you will surely benefit!" This time, the World Tree's understanding improved Feng Zichen's mood considerably, and his dislike for it lessened considerably.
Next, divine light surged within Feng Zichen's body, runes shone, and the Heaven and Earth Furnace manifested autonomously, swallowing the world origin that surged into his body and drawing upon the power of heaven and earth to refine it.
With a boom! A flame appeared, burning fiercely, carrying the power to distort the void, and burned towards the world's origin.
A wisp of azure light flowed from the origin of the world, transforming into the purest primal power, continuously merging into Feng Zichen's own origin, inseparable, constantly strengthening him, and narrowing the gap between him and the Great Luo Golden Immortal.
"This method is indeed feasible. Refining just this one clump of world origin is equivalent to ten thousand years of my arduous cultivation. Moreover, the profound principles of heaven and earth contained within that world origin have benefited me immensely."
A hundred years later, Feng Zichen, having fully absorbed the world origin, awoke from his meditation, sensing the changes within himself, and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
As he spoke, Feng Zichen turned his gaze back to the World Tree.
One clump of World Tree origin was equivalent to ten thousand years of his arduous cultivation; if he could obtain several more clumps, would his attainment of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm be far off?
As if sensing Feng Zichen's ill-intentioned gaze, the World Tree trembled, shrinking back towards the center of the chaotic space, its branches swaying, expressing a sense of grievance.
"Sigh!" Feng Zichen sighed, understanding that this single wisp of world origin had taken the World Tree ten thousand years to accumulate. To obtain more, he would have to wait another ten thousand years.
Although the World Tree could draw upon the power of endless dimensions to condense its origin, it still needed to nourish the three thousand great worlds, consuming a great deal of energy. Squeezing out even a single wisp of world origin was already difficult; producing more was simply impossible.
"It seems I need to find more chaotic products in the future to accelerate the World Tree's growth, so it can condense more world origin."
The World Tree was still too weak. If it could truly grow, even nourishing the entire primordial world, a mere wisp of world origin would be nothing to it.
After a few sighs, Feng Zichen returned to Mount Ziwei to continue breathing in primordial energy.
Cultivation ultimately required enduring loneliness; even if he disliked it, he had to slowly learn to adapt.
And so, for the next several thousand years, Feng Zichen spent his time on Mount Ziwei, either teaching disciples, breathing in primordial energy, or cultivating supernatural powers. Aside from the somewhat dullness of his days, he was quite content.
After all, influenced by the sages' enlightenment, the world was clear and bright, an excellent time for cultivation.
The experts of all races in the prehistoric world were in seclusion, diligently cultivating and comprehending the Great Dao, with no time for further conflict, allowing the prehistoric world to once again enjoy a long-awaited peace.
"Roar!"
On this day, accompanied by a deafening dragon's roar, the River of Destiny suddenly trembled. A dazzling light, radiating the aura of the Great Dao, rose slowly from within the River of Destiny, transcending it.
"The Dragon Clan?!"
"This new Great Luo Golden Immortal is actually from the Dragon Clan?"
"Unexpectedly, since ancient times, the Dragon Clan has given birth to a new Great Luo Golden Immortal. Is the Dragon Clan about to rise again?"
The dramatic turn of events in the river of fate attracted the attention of some powerful beings. Upon realizing that the one who had attained enlightenment was a dragon, they were all shocked.
The birth of a new Great Luo Golden Immortal among the dragons undoubtedly indicated that the Heavenly Dao's restrictions on the dragons had been lifted.
But as the former overlords of heaven and earth, would the dragons truly be content to remain confined to the four seas?
"This aura… It's the Water Dragon Lord! He has attained enlightenment!" Sensing that familiar aura on Mount Ziwei, Feng Zichen naturally understood who the one who had attained enlightenment was.
"That makes sense. The Dragon Lord has comprehended the Great Luo Dao for so long; it's only natural that he has attained enlightenment now."
"However, judging by the time, the day of Ao Xue's coming-of-age ceremony is not far off. It's time for me to set off for the East Sea."
Thinking of Ao Xue, Feng Zichen's mind stirred. He gave a brief instruction to his three disciples and then headed towards the East Sea.
"Feng Jie, Jiang Xiong, Jiang Hui, I must leave for a while. If you need anything, go to the ancestral temple and ask my avatar."
Without waiting for their reply, Feng Zichen's figure vanished from Mount Ziwei.
While a Great Luo Golden Immortal isn't as great as a Sage, the ability to traverse the entire primordial world in a single thought is still extraordinary.
They can place themselves outside of time; no matter how much time passes within them, the outside world remains still. This allows them to travel in an instant, creating a teleportation effect.
Thus, one moment, Feng Zichen was on Mount Ziwei, and the next, he was outside the Three Immortal Islands.
The reason he came to the Three Immortal Islands first, instead of heading directly to the Dragon Palace, was to prepare a gift for Ao Xue.
The coming-of-age ceremony only happens once in a lifetime, carrying extraordinary significance. Given Feng Zichen's relationship with Ao Xue, it wouldn't be appropriate to go empty-handed.
However, he didn't have anything particularly valuable to give. After much thought, he remembered a spiritual treasure on the Three Immortal Islands that perfectly suited Ao Xue.
With a single step, darkness descended, and the void transformed. Innate Dao patterns intertwined, and the Yin-Yang Qi surged forth, slowly unfolding a grand innate array that trapped Feng Zichen within.
This was the Innate Yin-Yang Dust Array, where Yin and Yang constantly regenerated and dissolved, and even a speck of dust could transform into the primordial universe. It was an innate array personally laid down by the Shangqing Daoist.
Feng Zichen was one with Xuanqing, and while the Innate Three Talents Array on the Three Immortals Island recognized him, this array did not. Therefore, the moment he approached the Three Immortals Island, the array treated him as an intruder and trapped him within.
This array contained a contingency plan left by the Shangqing Daoist. If Feng Zichen forced his way through, He would sense it, and to be casually killed as an intruder would be a laughingstock.
Therefore, the only way to enter the island was through a strategy.
He took out the Primordial Dao Bell and gently struck it. With a melodious chime, Feng Zichen's body contorted, then transformed into a ball of Primordial Yin-Yang Qi, merging with the grand formation and rushing towards the island.
Back then, when the Primordial Dao Bell was still a high-grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure, it could pass through the Primordial Three Talents Grand Formation silently.
Now, it was a top-grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure, and coupled with Feng Zichen's strength, which was no less than that of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, no matter how strong the Primordial Yin-Yang Dust Grand Formation was, it had neither a controller nor a main array; how could it possibly stop Feng Zichen?
Several days later, he set foot on Penglai Island.
(End of Chapter)