The mountain mists were not ordinary water vapor, but rather a mixture of rich Innate Yang Qi and Meritorious Auspicious Clouds. With each breath, one felt refreshed and invigorated, and Dao Cultivation seemed to have increased slightly.
Above the mountain peak, a wisp of Purple Qi Coming from the East, lingering and never dissipating, signifying the extraordinary fortune and Creation of this place.
"Shouyang Mountain! We've finally arrived!"
A glint flashed in Qing Huan's eyes, and he became resolute.
The mountain's atmosphere was exactly as he had predicted; its majestic and righteous Daoist aura, brimming with vitality yet also implying dominion, was a sign that the Kongtong Seal was about to be born.
With one step, he appeared in the core area of Shouyang Mountain.
His powerful Spiritual Sense flowed like mercury across the land, meticulously scanning every inch of the earth and every spark of spiritual energy. Ordinary concealment formations were rendered useless before him.
Finally, deep within the mountain, in a cave shrouded in the natural Yin-Yang Qi, he sensed the source of that immense power that caused the Luck around him to slightly boil.
In the center of the cave, a large seal floats silently atop a stone platform.
The seal was entirely Xuan Huang, as if it were formed from the purest Xuanhuang Qi of heaven and earth, yet it also possessed a warm and jade-like texture.
On the seal, nine dragons intertwine, their scales and claws clearly visible, lifelike, each scale seemingly containing boundless Luck and principles.
The four sides of the seal base are engraved with scenes of all the Primordial Wilderness spirits paying homage, surrounded by mountains, rivers, the sun, Sun, Moon, and Stars, encompassing everything. Endless Luck surges around the seal like tides, and with each breath, one can almost hear the prayers of all spirits and the rushing river of destiny.
It is indeed the Luck treasure of destiny— the Kongtong Seal!
"It deserves to be mine!"
An overwhelming joy welled up in Qing Huan's heart.
He did not step forward immediately, but first used his own Magic Power to simulate the flow of the Demon Race Fortune, while simultaneously drawing upon a trace of his understanding of the future development of "humanity," which transformed into a profound talisman and struck the Kongtong Seal.
"Buzz--!"
As if it had met its true master, the Kongtong Seal emitted a joyful buzz, and divine light shone in the eyes of the nine dragons. The originally self-circulating, powerful Luck began to converge on Qing Huan like rivers flowing into the sea, creating a wonderful resonance and connection with his own Dao Fruit and the overall Luck of the demon race.
A sense of "control" arose spontaneously. Qing Huan could clearly sense that through this seal, he could not only better manage and strengthen the Demon Race Fortune, but also exert a profound influence on the Luck of the "human race," which had not yet been born but was destined to become the Protagonist of Heaven and Earth!
Furthermore, using this seal as a medium, he can influence or even "control" to some extent the Luck are connected to the Kongtong Seal!
"Hahaha! Excellent! What a magnificent Kongtong Seal! It truly lives up to its reputation!"
Qing Huan laughed loudly, and with a wave of his hand, the Kongtong Seal transformed into a stream of light, landing steadily in his palm. Its size and weight were entirely at his command, as if it were an integral part of his body.
Having obtained the Kongtong Seal, Qing Huan did not leave immediately. Shouyang Mountain was a renowned Blessed Land in the Primordial Wilderness, the future Dao Field of Taiqing Laozi; how could it possess only one supreme treasure?
His Spiritual Sense spread out again, like the finest comb, smoothing through the entire sacred mountain.
Sure enough, near a spiritual spring not far away, he discovered an Innate Spiritual Root exuding pure Yang Daoist energy— the Shouyang Ganoderma.
This nine-leaf mushroom, entirely reddish-gold in color, was born by absorbing the primordial pure yang energy of Shouyang Mountain, making it a supreme material for refining pure yang elixirs.
He then found a precious mirror containing the innate Innate Wutu Essence at a ley line node—the Houtu Mirror, a companion spiritual treasure of the Wutu Apricot Yellow Banner. Although not of the highest quality, it was still an excellent treasure for defense and exploration.
There were also several ancient immortal herbs, and several pieces of ore containing innate refined gold... Qing Huan showed no mercy, adhering to the principle of "if you don't take what Heaven gives, you will suffer the consequences," and plundered all of these future possessions of Taiqing Laozi, storing them in the Storage Bag space he had refined.
Having done all this, Shouyang Mountain remained rich in spiritual energy, but the most crucial opportunities had changed hands. Qing Huan nodded in satisfaction, then vanished without a trace, as if he had never been there...
Just as Qing Huan acquired the Kongtong Seal and began plundering the spiritual treasures of Shouyang Mountain...
Far away in the Jade Void Jade Void Palace of Kunlun Mountain, Taiqing Laozi was closing his eyes Pingxin the restlessness in his heart, when suddenly his body trembled!
"Puff--"
A mouthful of pale golden Saint Blood was uncontrollably spat out of his mouth. Although it was instantly evaporated and dissipated by his immense Magic Power, the momentary chaos in his aura caused Tongtian and Yuanshi beside him to change color in horror!
"Eldest Brother!"
They both exclaimed in surprise.
Laozi slowly opened his eyes, and for the first time, a clear and undisguised look of shock and anger, along with... a hint of bewilderment, appeared on his usually calm face.
He felt as if his originally perfect and flawless Saint's Dao Fruit had suddenly lost an extremely important piece!
A great opportunity that was originally closely linked to his fate and even concerned the development of his future path was forcibly and completely severed!
That feeling of emptiness made him extremely agitated, and even his state of mind of non-action fluctuated violently.
"It's alright..."
Laozi waved his hand, his voice slightly hoarse. He suppressed his surging blood and emotions and began to calculate with his fingers.
However, the secrets of heaven were shrouded in chaos, and the clues about the lost opportunity were vague and unclear, only vaguely pointing to the east.
He took a deep breath, stood up, and said to his two junior brothers:
"My mind is unsettled, and there are ripples in my Dao Foundation, as if some external force is disturbing the secrets of heaven and conflicting with my path. Kunlun is a good place, but it is not a place for tranquility."
I wish to descend the mountain and travel throughout the Primordial Wilderness, to unravel the Karma, and perhaps find a way to resolve my doubts."
Tongtian and Yuanshi exchanged bewildered glances, their hatred for Qing Huan growing even stronger. They were convinced that this person must have used some mysterious means to assassinate their Eldest Brother.
Yuanshi said coldly, "Eldest Brother, go with peace of mind. Kunlun will be guarded by me and my third brother. If Qing Huan dares to cause trouble again, we will make him know the power of the Pangu Orthodox!"
Laozi nodded slightly, said no more, took a step and left the Three Pure Ones Hall, his figure disappearing into the vast Primordial Wilderness.
He was going to search for what had been lost and how to mend this deficiency in the Great Dao.
Qing Huan, the instigator of all this, has already set off with a great treasure toward his next target, which is also the key preparation for the decisive battle with the Witch Clan.
The chessboard of the Primordial Wilderness has become even more unpredictable and turbulent due to Qing Huan's seemingly "tyrannical" move. The wrath of the Sage, the lost opportunities, and the calamity of the Witch and Demon all intertwine at this moment to create an even grander and more unpredictable picture.