Seeking Riches in Danger, Opportunity is Before Me, How Can I Yield It?

Meanwhile!

A surge of pure treasure qi, so dense it shook even Niu Ben, a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, to his very core, swept through like a storm!

This treasure qi was so thick it felt almost tangible; a single deep breath left his limbs and bones feeling refreshed, and his dharma power subtly increased!

No mistake!

This was the unique sign of an Innate Spiritual Treasure emerging!

And judging by the earth-shattering commotion, it was likely no mere Low Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure!

For the first time, a ripple stirred in Niu Ben's eternally cold, unchanging eyes. His figure abruptly halted, standing proudly atop the clouds of the Nine Heavens like a deity!

"Ding!"

At that very moment, the cold, mechanical, yet infinitely familiar and reassuring system notification sounded in his mind!

[Detected opportunity: "Innate Spiritual Treasure Emerges." Triggering God-tier Choice.]

[Choice One: Play it safe. A Great Expert may covet this place, fraught with danger. Immediately return to Kunlun Mountain, ignore the glow here, and focus on cultivation. Reward upon completion: Hundred Thousand Years of Dharma Power.]

[Choice Two: Great fortune favors the bold. With the opportunity right before you, how could you let it slip away? Head to the glowing area at once and seize the treasure. Reward upon completion: One Supreme Divine Ability (Random).]

The cold system panel appeared in Niu Ben's sea of consciousness.

Gazing at the two options, a cruel, matter-of-fact curve tugged at the corner of Niu Ben's mouth.

Hundred Thousand Years of Dharma Power?

It sounded like a lot, but to his vast foundation as a late-stage Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, it was merely pouring a ladle of water into a lake—not even a ripple.

A drop in the bucket, utterly meaningless!

But a divine ability was a different story!

The last system reward, the [Great Dao Clone Technique], with its heaven-defying, fate-altering terror, was still fresh in his memory, leaving him savoring the memory!

Such supreme divine abilities were his greatest trump card for surviving and dominating the perilous Primordial World!

Dharma power could be cultivated slowly, but these heaven-defying abilities were rare, unmatched fortunes!

The more, the better!

Did he even need to choose?

"I pick two!"

Without a hint of hesitation, the moment Niu Ben made his decision in his heart, his entire aura shifted!

Boom!

His form flickered, like a black lightning bolt tearing through the void, and he descended with unstoppable force toward the mountain range where the glow surged to the heavens!

When his feet touched the mountain peak, his divine sense spread like a tide, revealing that many beings had already gathered here, drawn by the treasure light.

These beings were grotesque and varied—all sorts, demons, ghosts, and monsters.

There was a giant demon with horns on its head, its demonic aura billowing skyward.

There were ghost cultivators, pale-faced, surrounded by a sinister ghostly energy.

And even an ancient tree that had cultivated into a spirit, rooted in the ground, its branches swaying constantly.

Their eyes were bloodshot, glowing green, fixed on the true source of the glow—a valley that looked ordinary, even somewhat dilapidated.

Greed, longing, Killing Intent—all kinds of emotions wove together in the air, forming an invisible net.

Yet none dared to be the first to rush in and stick their necks out; a delicate balance had formed between them, each wary of the other.

The cruel curve at the corner of Niu Ben's mouth grew more pronounced.

How powerful was his divine sense?

With a single sweep, he had a clear, complete picture of every being's cultivation level, with no omissions.

The strongest among them was merely a Late Golden Immortal Old Demon with a somewhat unstable aura—likely someone who had been in secluded death meditation for ages, nearing the end of his lifespan, and had come to gamble on a chance at survival.

The rest were even more worthless—a motley crew of True Immortals and Mystic Immortals.

This?

A bunch of chickens and dogs, daring to covet an Innate Spiritual Treasure?

What a colossal joke!

Niu Ben couldn't even be bothered to give them another glance, nor did he intend to hide his aura.

Boom—!

The terrifying pressure of a late-stage Primordial Unity Golden Immortal poured down without restraint, like the Nine Heavens Milky Way crashing down, transforming into an invisible ancient Divine Mountain that slammed down upon the entire mountain range!

In that instant, the wind stopped, the clouds scattered, and even the clamorous treasure glow seemed to falter!

Boom!

The entire mountain range, stretching for ten thousand miles, could not withstand this pressure, letting out a pained groan as it trembled violently!

Countless rocks shattered, turning to dust.

Every living being present, before this terrifying pressure that seemed capable of crushing the eternal azure sky, was as insignificant as a leaf in a raging storm.

Their magical power was instantly suppressed, unable to circulate; their souls felt as if gripped by an invisible hand, squeezed so tightly they could barely breathe.

"Thud!"

"Thud!"

Those with weaker cultivation, True Immortals and Mystic Immortals, couldn't even let out a scream before their legs gave way like mud, and they were pressed flat to the ground, prostrate and collapsed.

Their bones cracked and popped, blood seeped from their seven orifices, and their bodies trembled violently like sieves.

"A... a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal! A Primordial Unity Golden Immortal Great Expert!"

The Late Golden Immortal Old Demon, who had been so self-assured in his superior cultivation just moments ago, now had a face drained of all color, pale as paper.

He used every ounce of strength just to avoid collapsing on the spot, but his legs shook uncontrollably as he cried out in shock.

He couldn't fathom it!

Damn it all! How could a godforsaken backwater like this attract a taboo existence of this level?

What was the point of even fighting for the treasure now?

Niu Ben stood with his hands behind his back, his black robes snapping in the waves of pressure. His gaze was calm—or rather, utterly indifferent.

His eyes were like the Heavenly Dao high above the Nine Heavens, looking down on a swarm of ants struggling to survive.

He slowly swept his gaze across the scene, finally landing on the terrified face of the Golden Immortal Old Demon.

His thin lips parted, and his tone was so cold it held not a trace of emotion, as if pronouncing judgment on everyone present.

"This item, This Seat will take."

With one sentence, he sealed the fate of every living being here.

Though the Golden Immortal Old Demon's heart burned with unwillingness, he could only force it down. He knew that if he dared utter a single word of refusal, he would be annihilated body and soul in the next second.

The other beings didn't even dare to breathe, lowering their heads, terrified of catching this Great Expert's attention.

But just as Niu Ben was about to enter the valley and claim the treasure—

An ancient voice, filled with boundless authority and contempt, fell without warning from the Nine Heavens Above, echoing across heaven and earth.

"A mere Little Azure Ox dares to spout such arrogance here!"

The moment the voice fell, a pressure a hundred, a thousand times more terrifying than Niu Ben's crashed down!

The sky went dark instantly!

Not from clouds blocking the sun—it was truly dark.

An enormous figure, too vast for words, slowly emerged from above the clouds. It blotted out the sun and cast an endless shadow, as if it would devour the very heavens and earth.

It was a hideous giant beast, pitch-black, with wings on its back and a single horn on its head.

Its eyes were like two blood-red suns, coldly staring down at Niu Ben, who was as insignificant as a speck of dust.

A Demon King!

A Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal!