Honghuang Fuxi: Nuwa, I Want You to Help Me Cultivate

Thanks to his special relationship with the Bodhi Tree, Zhunti was able to refine it very quickly.

After all, the Bodhi Tree was one of the Ten Innate Spiritual Roots. Once refined, it would definitely become a top-tier spiritual treasure, or even an ultimate treasure. Then, he, Zhunti, could use the Bodhi Tree to sever his three corpses and become a Quasi-Saint.

Zhunti felt his life was becoming more and more promising.

Chapter 54: Old Ancestor Xuantao Dies and His Dao Ends

After the massive vortex swallowed over a dozen fearless Earth Immortals, the frenzied immortals gradually regained their composure.

Although there might be opportunities on the Three Immortal Islands within this vortex, not just anyone could claim them. At the very least, those below the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm could only watch from afar.

Over a thousand immortals gathered around the vortex, discussing amongst themselves.

"Alas, it seems the opportunities on the Three Immortal Islands are not meant for low-level immortals like us."

"This feeling of being able to watch but not approach is too painful."

"It seems only Grand Unity Golden Immortals can..."

"Shut up!"

The Earth Immortal who had been sneak-attacked by a brick had just woken up and was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

Fuxi ignored the crowd's chatter and observed the situation of the vortex.

Concealing his form, Fuxi approached the edge of the vortex and felt its powerful might.

"This power, ordinary Grand Unity Golden Immortals probably couldn't withstand it."

Fuxi extended his finger into the vortex, and the destructive force within left white marks on his hand.

Just as Fuxi was about to enter the vortex to investigate, shouts came from not far away.

"Old Ancestor Xuantao has come to investigate the Three Immortal Islands. Idle individuals, quickly make way."

A group of Golden Immortals appeared first, dispersing some of the onlookers and forcefully clearing a path through the crowd.

Following them, some Grand Unity Golden Immortals carried a palanquin towards the edge of the vortex.

On the palanquin sat an elder in the middle stage of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, looking down at the surrounding immortals.

"It's Old Ancestor Xuantao of the Nether Turtle Clan!"

"I've heard that Old Ancestor Xuantao's strength has already reached the middle stage of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, and his physical defense is incredibly formidable."

"With Old Ancestor Xuantao's defense, withstanding the destructive power of this vortex should be effortless."

Everyone discussed Old Ancestor Xuantao's cultivation and strength, and the words of praise made him very pleased.

The palanquin stopped, and Old Ancestor Xuantao slowly stepped down from the carriage, looking towards the illusion of the Three Immortal Islands.

"So many spiritual roots, as expected of the Three Immortal Islands of the East Sea, passed down since ancient times!"

Old Ancestor Xuantao's gaze towards the anomalies was fervent. With other Grand Unity Golden Immortals not having arrived yet, he might have a chance to monopolize the opportunities of the Three Immortal Islands.

Old Ancestor Xuantao glanced at the wide and violent vortex but didn't pay much attention to it.

With his defensive capabilities, even powerful cultivators in the late stage of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm couldn't kill him. How terrifying could the destructive power of a vortex be?

Seeing Old Ancestor Xuantao's confident expression, Fuxi gently shook his head.

Although Old Ancestor Xuantao's strength had reached the middle stage of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, his aura was unstable. Compared to the Grand Unity Golden Immortals on the Honghuang Continent, his strength was far inferior.

This gap was predictable.

This was because Fuxi had noticed during Hongjun's sermon that almost no Grand Unity Golden Immortals from the sea tribes had come to listen.

This wasn't because Fuxi, upon becoming a Sage and announcing the sermon, had somehow blocked the sea tribes from the four directions. It was because these sea tribes lived in their own territories and were somewhat complacent, not very interested in Hongjun's sermon.

Therefore, although these sea tribe Grand Unity Golden Immortals appeared to have decent cultivation realms, their combat power and comprehension of the Great Dao were simply incomparable to the Grand Unity Golden Immortals on the Honghuang Continent.

Even though Old Ancestor Xuantao's cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, in Fuxi's eyes, he was even inferior to those in the early stage of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm on the Honghuang Continent.

This was not discrimination, but Fuxi's accurate judgment.

And regarding the destructive power of the vortex, Old Ancestor Xuantao might truly be unable to withstand it.

Of course, if Old Ancestor Xuantao possessed an Ultimate Treasure of Chaos or a treasure like the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, Fuxi would have said nothing.

But Old Ancestor Xuantao, naturally, did not know Fuxi's thoughts. His mind was entirely captivated by the spiritual roots exuding treasure-like auras within the Three Immortal Islands, and he was already itching to act.

"You all stay here and don't move. I'm going into the Three Immortal Islands to pick a few spiritual roots."

Old Ancestor Xuantao instructed his followers, then turned and flew towards the vortex.

"Rest assured, Old Ancestor. We will await your triumphant return."

The Golden Immortals and Grand Unity Golden Immortals who had followed Old Ancestor Xuantao bowed to him and then stood guard beside the palanquin.

The surrounding immortals looked at Old Ancestor Xuantao with a mixture of admiration and envy.

"Now, the spiritual roots within the Three Immortal Islands will have owners."

"Alas, I truly envy the clansmen of Old Ancestor Xuantao. They should also receive some spiritual roots!"

"With so many spiritual roots, if I could get just one, I'd be willing to die for Old Ancestor Xuantao!"

"Get real, what's a Mystic Immortal's life worth?"

Old Ancestor Xuantao's clansmen and servants all stood tall with proud expressions, their gazes filled with smug satisfaction.

Once Old Ancestor Xuantao obtained the opportunity from the Three Immortal Islands and emerged, their status and strength would undoubtedly soar. Who wouldn't be happy about that?

However, Fuxi looked at Old Ancestor Xuantao with a hint of pity. He had lived for an eternity, yet he was so careless around this vortex. It was truly like a centenarian eating poison – he was tired of living.

Under the watchful eyes of many immortals, Old Ancestor Xuantao charged directly towards the raging vortex.

The fluctuations generated by the spinning vortex caused Old Ancestor Xuantao's body to sway, but he remained unfazed, shouting, "Watch me enter the vortex in my true form!"

In the blink of an eye, Old Ancestor Xuantao revealed his true form: a black turtle thousands of feet long appeared in everyone's sight.

However, Old Ancestor Xuantao did not enter the vortex directly. Instead, he retracted his massive body, shrinking it down to a length of about ten feet.

Old Ancestor Xuantao's true form visibly became more robust, his body appearing as if cast from black iron.

Only then did Old Ancestor Xuantao enter the vortex.

Upon entering the vortex, Old Ancestor Xuantao's true form showed no immediate change, seemingly withstanding the vortex's destructive power.

But after a few breaths, just as Old Ancestor Xuantao was about to venture deeper into the vortex, a crisp cracking sound suddenly echoed through the heavens and earth.

"What was that sound?"

A Golden Immortal watching from the periphery of the vortex asked in confusion.

"I don't know. What could have broken with such a clear and loud sound that it could travel across this entire realm?"

A Mystic Immortal also voiced his doubts.

However, at that moment, a Grand Unity Golden Immortal suddenly pointed towards the vortex, shouting excitedly:

"Look quickly! Look at Old Ancestor Xuantao's shell!"

Everyone hurriedly looked into the vortex, only to discover that Old Ancestor Xuantao's shell, renowned for its unparalleled defense, had shattered under the vortex's impact.

Within the vortex, Old Ancestor Xuantao suddenly felt a powerful destructive force surge towards his body, and then his shell began to crack.

The shattering of his shell was like a person walking on ice suddenly finding it breaking beneath them; the feeling was one of despair.

"No! I want to live!"

Old Ancestor Xuantao's pride and joy, his shell, was breaking apart. His flesh and blood began to bear the brunt of the vortex's assault, and his relatively soft body was directly torn apart by the currents.

Chapter Fifty-Five: Another Drop of Pangu's Essence Blood

Old Ancestor Xuantao's ten-foot-long physical body was insignificant within the vortex, yet it drew everyone's attention.

Old Ancestor Xuantao's expression was one of panic as he desperately tried to escape the vortex, struggling with all his might.

But no matter how Old Ancestor Xuantao struggled, his physical body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, utterly unable to break free.

"Save me, please save me!"

Old Ancestor Xuantao's expression turned fearful and desperate. The arrogance he had possessed earlier was gone.

His incredibly hard shell was crumbling, his flesh and blood were being shredded, and his body grew weaker by the moment.

"Ancestor! Come up quickly, Ancestor!"

The descendants of the Nether Turtle Clan frantically shouted at Old Ancestor Xuantao, but he was powerless to break free from the vortex's grip, sinking deeper and deeper.

"I am not reconciled! I regret this!"

Old Ancestor Xuantao cried out in agony as his head was also swallowed by the violent vortex, which was directly dyed a blood-red color.

"Ancestor!!!"

A group of Golden Immortals from the Nether Turtle Clan wailed outside the vortex, but they could feel the connection between themselves and Old Ancestor Xuantao fading away.

The ancestor of the Nether Turtle Clan, a powerful expert in the mid-stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, had died in this terrifying, raging vortex, striking fear into the hearts of the surrounding immortals.

"A Grand Unity Golden Immortal just died like that?"

"Just how terrifying is the destructive power of this vortex? Old Ancestor Black Tortoise was a mid-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and he was known for his astonishing defense."

"Could it be that only a Sage can withstand the destructive power of this vortex?"

"Who was it that said a Grand Unity Golden Immortal could withstand the vortex's impact just now?"

With Old Ancestor Xuantao's death, the crowd of onlookers completely abandoned any thought of venturing into the vortex to seek opportunities. The terrifying vortex had extinguished everyone's enthusiasm for the Three Immortal Islands.

As for the immortals from the Nether Turtle Clan, their expressions were as if they had been doused in sewage – disheveled, despairing, and incredulous.

With the death of Old Ancestor Xuantao, the pillar of their clan, they, the members of the Nether Turtle Clan, had lost their backing. The Nether Turtle Clan had lost its protection and would have to face the retaliation of powers that possessed Grand Unity Golden Immortals.

Fuxi watched as the incredibly violent vortex gradually faded from its blood-red hue, his expression calm, his heart undisturbed.

Hearing someone say that only a Sage could enter the vortex, Fuxi's lips twitched.

These immortals who had not reached the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm were still too short-sighted. In Fuxi's opinion, even a peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal would have the strength to enter this vortex, though they might require spiritual treasures for protection.

He had tested the impact force at the edge of the vortex earlier; it was strong, but not indestructible.

With his physical body, he should be able to withstand the vortex's impact.