"Brother Qing Huan... you... you really... bequeathed this to me?"
This is simply an incredible Creation of luck!
The opportunity to become a saint, enough to drive any powerful being in the Primordial Wilderness, was given away so easily?
"No need to be surprised."
Qing Huan smiled calmly, his eyes as deep as the ancient Starry Sky.
"My path differs from yours; the Hongmeng Purple Qi is nothing more than a chicken rib to me."
Without another word, his figure transformed into a streak of azure light and vanished in an instant.
Don't space out.
The sound came from afar.
Minghe took a deep breath, suppressing his boiling emotions. A flash of blood-red light appeared, transforming into a scarlet streak that followed closely behind.
In a short while, the two stood on a celestial realm shrouded in chaotic spiritual mist.
Below, three enormous immortal islands, arranged in a triangular shape, floated in the boundless Eastern Sea. The islands were covered with verdant mountains, Spiritual Spring Waterfall, and exotic flowers and herbs. The dense, Innate Spiritual Qi condensed into wisps of spiritual rain that fell down.
The main island, Yingzhou, boasts a magnificent and ever-changing landscape, while the auxiliary islands, with their seven scenic spots and myriad immortals guarding them, seem to be the core spiritual source of the Primordial Wilderness world.
"Brother Qing Huan... are these three... all your Dao Field?"
Minghe's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.
I considered the Blood Sea Netherworld to be a top-tier blessed land, but compared to the scene before me, it suddenly felt incredibly shabby.
The spiritual energy and Dao principles emanating from any one of these islands far surpassed those of his Minghe Blood Sea!
"Dao Field?"
Qing Huan looked down at the scene below, his tone casual.
"Yingzhou is the foundation; the Seven Views and Ten Thousand Immortals Islands are merely peripheral areas dependent on it."
He paused for a moment, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.
"If I take in a few unworthy disciples in the future, I'll just send them to those two islands to cultivate."
"For... disciple use?"
Upon hearing this, Minghe's lips twitched involuntarily, and he fell completely speechless.
This Primordial Wilderness, pristine Blessed Land is being described as a "makeshift" place?
This man's charisma and profound knowledge are truly unfathomable!
No wonder the Dao Ancestor Hongjun once said in the Purple Cloud Palace that Qing Huan was a person with extraordinary fortune.
Amidst the swirling light, the two passed through the array crafted by Qing Huan and landed before the magnificent palace— the Chuyuan Palace —standing atop the Main Peak of Yingzhou, its entire body exuding Chaos Qi.
As soon as he stepped into the island's territory, Minghe felt his pores open up, and the Innate Spiritual Qi was so rich that it was almost liquefied. Each breath was equivalent to several days of arduous cultivation outside.
However, when his gaze swept over the two spiritual roots beside the palace gate, his eyes suddenly widened as if they were about to pop out of their sockets!
"This... this...!!!"
Minghe pointed to the golden spiritual root on the left, with leaves like knives and exuding Chaos Qi, and then to the Gourd Vine on the right, whose main trunk was withered but which was full of seven-colored light and vitality. His voice changed.
"Ultimate Innate Spiritual Root?! Maple Forest Tree! And... a withered Innate Gourd Vine?"
It... it's still alive! The seventh... the seventh magic gourd, its energy is connected, it'll probably be ready to mature soon!
A monstrous wave surged within Minghe, and his gaze toward Qing Huan was filled with naked, uncontrollable envy.
This Luck and fortune are simply incredible!
"It's nothing but a spirit, no need to make a fuss."
Qing Huan walked with his hands behind his back, his tone indifferent.
"Those seven gourds on the Gourd Vine were meant for you."
His footsteps never stopped, but his words exploded in Minghe's ears like thunder.
"Remember, in the way of Slaying the Three Corpses, the 'Evil Corpse' must be left until the end."
Without Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures treasure containing malevolent energy to support it, even if the three corpses share the same origin, it is absolutely impossible to unite them and attain enlightenment. This is the true method of severing the corpse and becoming a saint."
Qing Huan generously revealed the complete method.
I will need Minghe as my powerful ally in the future. Only when the three corpses are truly united can Minghe occupy a more important position in the future Battle of Saints.
After all, we need to make all the preparations in advance...
"Could this be a conspiracy?!"
Minghe gasped, his face instantly turning extremely pale.
"This Method of Severing the Three Corpses actually hides such a trap?"
Doesn't that mean that without Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure of the same origin, and one of them being malevolent, wouldn't all beings in the Primordial Wilderness, including the Three Pure Ones and the Two from the West, be unable to truly sever their three corpses, let alone Three Corpses Unification saints?
Suddenly realizing the key point, I blurted it out.
"No."
"Dao Ancestor Hongjun is merely speaking on behalf of Heaven; how much you yourself can comprehend is up to you..."
Qing Huan shook his head slightly and stepped into the gate of the Chuyuan Palace. The laws of space and time flowed inside the palace, completely different from the outside world. The speed of time was hundreds of times faster than outside!
"However, I know of another path to enlightenment, but alas..."
His tone carried a hint of inexplicable sigh.
"Only I can walk this path; no one else in future generations can follow my example."
Qing Huan offered no further explanation, leaving much to ponder.
Although Minghe was puzzled, he didn't ask. Since his elder brother had said the second route was impassable, why bother asking?
Upon entering the palace immediately afterward, they were once again awestruck by the immense power of this time-distorting force.
"Brother Qing Huan... the Daoist aura here... the flow of time... this..." Minghe was so excited he could barely utter a complete sentence. Cultivating and comprehending in such an environment would be far more efficient than achieving twice the result with half the effort.
"Alright, stop getting distracted."
Qing Huan interrupted Minghe's sighs and walked towards the throne in the center of the hall.
"The spiritual energy of this place is so powerful that we should focus on comprehending the Hongmeng Purple Qi and break through the barrier of the Mid-Quasi-Saint as soon as possible."
As he spoke, he waved his sleeve, and a beam of Mysterious Light containing the vitality of Creation swept up the Innate Gourd Vine outside the palace, carefully transplanting it to the area deep within the palace where the spiritual energy was most abundant.
Looking at this almost dreamlike cultivation paradise before him, Minghe no longer hesitated. He suppressed his surging emotions and found a quiet futon in the corner of the hall to sit cross-legged.
They carefully retrieved that Hongmeng Purple Qi purple energy, which was swirling and intertwined with Great Dao Runes.
Close your eyes, immerse your mind completely in it, and greedily absorb the supreme principles of the Great Dao contained within.
With this advantageous location, breaking through to the Mid-Quasi-Saint is definitely not an exaggeration!
Once the Minghe entered a meditative Qing Huan's face, atop the throne, vanished instantly, replaced by an austere coldness that seemed to freeze the earth for eternity.
He flipped his hand and took out the Nine-Nine Soul Scattering Gourd, which emitted an eerie red glow and seemed capable of devouring souls.
" At the Quasi-Sage realm, the primordial spirit resides in a spiritual treasure; as long as the spiritual treasure remains intact, the primordial spirit will not perish..."
Qing Huan muttered to himself, his deep eyes filled with a palpable killing intent.
"Let's see how you reincarnate now that you've come yourself, Yun Zhongzi? Ha..."
A cold, mocking laugh echoed through the empty hall.
"With me here, how dare you leave yourself even the slightest chance of resurrection!"
With a light tap of the fingertip, a strand of invisible power, condensed to its extreme and seemingly capable of severing Karma and effect and shattering laws, silently pierced through the gourd's barrier and precisely struck the gourd's deepest source!