Unlucky Bastard Zhurong

However, just as Yuanshi's fingertip was about to touch that green lotus, a strong, soul-deep palpitation surged forth, causing him to abruptly stop his movement, subconsciously retracting his hand and stepping back.

At the same time, the Twenty-Four Grade Creation Green Lotus seemed to have received some kind of stimulation, and began to shake violently.

The spiritual light on the lotus flickered rapidly, as if the accumulated power had reached its peak, about to break free from some kind of restraint and completely transform!

But at this moment, above the nine heavens, the weather suddenly changed!

The originally clear sky was instantly covered by boundless tribulation clouds, thunder rumbled, resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

Bolts of divine lightning, as thick as mountains and blackish-purple, tore through the firmament.

Carrying the terrifying aura of majestic heavenly might, extinguishing all life, they fiercely struck down towards the Twenty-Four Grade Creation Green Lotus in the pool!

The might of this divine lightning was like the difference between the bright moon and a firefly compared to the thunder techniques previously unleashed by the Three Pure Ones, completely not on the same level!

The Three Pure Ones' expressions changed drastically, how dare they approach?

Their figures instantly retreated tens of thousands of feet, while simultaneously channeling all the magic power in their bodies, propping open protective profound light.

Merely the residual shockwaves of the scattered thunderous might caused them to feel immense pressure.

Rumble!

One after another, bolts of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning ruthlessly bombarded the Creation Green Lotus.

The green lotus trembled violently, lotus leaves scattered, and red flowers withered.

Finally, accompanied by a loud noise as if heaven and earth were mourning for it.

That Twenty-Four Grade Creation Green Lotus, which had gathered endless creation, completely shattered after the final bolt of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning fell!

In the midst of the loud noise, the Three Pure Ones seemed to hear a faint wail.

It was the unwillingness and despair of an intellect about to be born, forcibly erased by the will of Heaven...

After the tribulation clouds dissipated and the lightning vanished, the Three Pure Ones cautiously stepped forward to investigate.

They saw that the pool that had been struck by the divine lightning was not only not a mess, but instead, the glow of dawn was hazy, and auspicious energy was rising.

In the pool water, the original green lotus had disappeared, replaced by three treasures shimmering with spiritual light:

A Twelfth Grade Red Flower, a Nine-Section White Lotus Root, and a Three-Leaf Green Lotus.

Taiqing pondered, reaching out a hand, and the Twelfth Grade Red Flower transformed into a red light, gently falling into his hand, a flash of spiritual light, transforming into a simple and elegant Coiled Dragon Flat Crutch.

Seeing this, Yuanshi also pointed his finger at the white lotus root, the white lotus root flew over in response, falling into his palm, the light of treasure flowing, turning into an exquisitely shaped Three Treasures Jade Ruyi with jade-like luster.

Tongtian smiled slightly, reaching out to take the green lotus leaf, a flash of green light, the lotus leaf disappeared, replaced by a Qingping Sword with restrained sharpness and soaring sword energy.

As the saying goes: "Red flower, white lotus root, green lotus leaf, the Three Pure Ones were originally one family."

Although this Creation Green Lotus was destroyed, it also fulfilled the three brothers, each obtaining a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

The Three Pure Ones all revealed expressions of uncontrollable joy. Although the process was thrilling, the result was extremely good.

"It's actually a top-grade innate spiritual treasure with forty-eight layers of restrictions!"

Yuanshi held the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi in his hand, feeling the majestic power and profound Dao rhythm contained within, so excited that he couldn't control himself.

He had been coveting his eldest brother's Heaven and Earth Exquisite Pagoda for more than a day or two, and now he finally had a treasure of his own!

Having obtained such a treasure, the three couldn't care about anything else, and hurriedly returned to their respective dojos to seclude themselves and refine it.

Top-grade innate spiritual treasures usually have thirty-six to forty-eight layers of innate restrictions.

The more restrictions that are refined, the stronger the power that can be exerted.

It's not like you can immediately exert its full power as soon as you get it.

Time passed leisurely, and in the blink of an eye, several thousand years had passed.

The Three Pure Ones were each immersed in the mysteries of refining their magic weapons, initially refining about ten layers of restrictions on their respective spiritual treasures.

But on this day, the three who were in seclusion, as if telepathically linked, actually opened their eyes at the same moment!

In the darkness, a mysterious and profound feeling surged into their hearts, in the direction of the distant Buzhou Mountain, it seemed that another world-shaking opportunity was about to appear!

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The three looked at each other, and immediately stopped hesitating, immediately stopped refining their magic weapons, turned into three rainbows, and headed straight for Buzhou Mountain.

At the same time, on the Primordial Chaos land, those innate great powers with profound cultivation and deep fortune.

Such as Dijun, Taiyi, Nüwa, Fuxi, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, etc., also felt something at almost the same time, and their gazes turned to that Primordial Chaos's number one divine mountain - Buzhou Mountain.

Buzhou Mountain, a secret place halfway up the mountain.

The weather here is also quite strange, not the majestic heavenly might like when an innate spiritual treasure is born, but dark clouds pressing down, lightning and thunder.

As Qiangliang, the Thunder Ancestral Witch frantically pinched his magic seals, bolts of lightning as thick as buckets fell madly towards an open space below as if they didn't cost money.

In the lightning arcs, one could clearly see a strong man covered in flames, scrambling to dodge and evade in the gaps of the lightning.

It was Zhurong, the Fire Ancestral Witch.

Zhurong's current state could only be described as wretched.

His originally fiery red hair had been charred black by the lightning, standing on end like a frazzled bird's nest, with wisps of black smoke still occasionally puffing out.

"Time Freeze!" Zhu Jiuyin, the Time Ancestral Witch, roared.

At his command, Zhurong, who had been rapidly moving to dodge the lightning, suddenly froze in mid-air, as if turned to stone.

Immediately afterward, several bolts of lightning struck him squarely, causing his entire body to twitch violently.

The effect of Time Freeze lasted only a moment. As soon as Zhurong regained his ability to move, he discovered that even more lightning was raining down on him, leaving him no choice but to flee for his life.

"Spatial Lockdown!" Dijiang bellowed.

Zhurong felt the space around him solidify like walls of iron and copper. No matter which direction he charged or punched, it was as if he were hitting an invisible wall, impossible to break through.

And so, another barrage of crackling divine lightning struck, accurately landing on the immobilized Zhurong.

Now, not only was Zhurong's hair charred black and his clothes tattered, but even his breath carried a thick odor of smoke and burning.

"Time Reversal!" Zhu Jiuyin acted again, attempting to rewind Zhurong's state to before he was struck by lightning, to allow him to experience it once more.

"Glacial Imprisonment!" Xuan Ming snorted coldly, and an icy chill instantly froze the Ancestral Witch, along with the ground around him.

"Surging Tides!" Gonggong wasn't willing to be outdone, and he unleashed towering waves to crash down on the frozen Zhurong...

For a time, with Zhurong as the center, the powers of time, space, metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning took turns assailing him.

The pitiful Zhurong was frozen in place one moment, encased in ice the next, then drowned in water, and then sliced by golden blades...

The only constant was the relentless barrage of lightning that never ceased above his head.

Outside the battle circle, on a hillside with an excellent view.

Qin Xuan was leisurely reclining in a rocking chair he'd somehow acquired, a faint smile on his lips, watching the Ancestral Witches' "training" with great interest.

This brutal training method was his idea.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were born with control over laws, but their application of these laws was rather crude and rudimentary.

Qin Xuan had devised this "combat drill" method:

One Ancestral Witch would serve as a target, dodging the other Ancestral Witches' law attacks in the field, thereby training everyone's precision in law manipulation, adaptability, and combined application skills.

Of course, this method required a target who was sufficiently thick-skinned and either willing or persuaded to be so.

Clearly, Zhurong was that unfortunate soul.

As for Qin Xuan himself, he was just lying back and watching the show.

Not that he was lazy, but his Law of Strength was a bit too overwhelming.

If he really went out there, he'd probably knock Zhurong out with a single punch...

Then his brothers would be without a target, wouldn't they!

Qin Xuan rocked back and forth in his chair, and nearby, a peculiar vine swayed gently in the breeze.

Hanging from the vine were seven gourds of various colors, shimmering with spiritual light.

One of the green gourds was noticeably smaller than the other six, appearing somewhat underdeveloped, clearly not fully mature yet.