Five-Colored Divine Light and Yin Yang Two Energies, Chance Encounter with Brother Kong Xuan

Three thousand years passed.

The Primordial World.

Deep within an unknown mountain valley.

Inside a cave dwelling shrouded by a congenital grand formation.

Su Ming sat cross-legged, the rhyme of the Great Dao flowing around him, his aura as profound as the sea.

His cultivation had long since reached the peak of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm. With a single thought, he could traverse the river of time and perceive the past and future.

However, the final threshold leading to the Primordial Golden Immortal realm remained like an insurmountable chasm, firmly blocking him.

For thousands of years, he had been in secluded cultivation, using the Heart of Pangu to comprehend the Great Dao of heaven and earth, and employing the supreme techniques of the Witch Clan to temper his physical body and Primordial Spirit, attempting to break through countless times.

Each time, he could feel the existence of that thin membrane, but no matter how he channeled his Magic Power or how he evolved his Dao principles, the membrane remained impossibly tough, unyielding.

"Crack."

Su Ming slowly opened his eyes. There was no trace of discouragement in them, only a deep, profound calm.

He knew this was not a matter of insufficient accumulation.

In terms of Origin/Foundation, he inherited Pangu's legacy and possessed the Heart of Pangu Trait, undoubtedly the foremost in the Primordial World.

In terms of techniques, he practiced a supreme art that surpassed even the Twelve Ancestral Magi.

In terms of resources, the entire fortune of the Witch Clan was focused on him alone.

Yet, he simply could not break through.

"I'm missing a stroke of luck."

Su Ming understood in his heart.

Working in isolation ultimately had its limits. The Primordial World was a time of great contention, where opportunities often came with conflict and trials.

Continuing to sit in seclusion would only be a waste of time.

He slowly rose and took a step, his figure instantly appearing on the mountaintop outside the cave dwelling.

The mountain wind howled, blowing through his black hair.

Su Ming's mind stirred, and his vast, unparalleled Divine Sense surged out like a tide, instantly covering hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers!

In an instant, the breathing of mountains and vegetation, the propagation of birds and beasts, fish and insects, and even every subtle flow of spiritual energy in heaven and earth, became clearly presented in his mind.

This was the power of a peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal, roaming the Great Void and overseeing the Primordial World.

Just then, his expression shifted slightly.

At the edge of his Divine Sense's perception, three forces of Grand Unity and Grand Unity Golden Immortal level Magic Power were colliding fiercely.

One of them was an early-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal, its aura cold and overbearing, filled with the intent of plunder and consumption.

The other two were much weaker.

One was an early-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal, and the other was a mid-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

At this moment, these two Grand Unity Golden Immortals were being pursued by the Grand Unity Golden Immortal, in perilous situations, facing the danger of falling at any moment.

Su Ming initially had no intention of interfering in such a struggle among the weak. In the Primordial World, the law of the jungle played out every moment; he was not a savior and could not manage everything.

However, as his Divine Sense probed further and he saw the techniques employed by the two Grand Unity Golden Immortals, a flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The cultivator at the peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal was a youth with an arrogant demeanor. The moment he attacked, the Five-Colored Divine Light flowed, sweeping through the void with extraordinary power.

The other, with a sharp face and a hot temper, had black and white energies swirling around him with every move, evolving the Yin Yang Great Dao and cutting through all things.

Five-Colored Divine Light?

Yin Yang energies?

Two names instantly appeared in Su Ming's mind.

The first peacock in existence, and his brother, the Golden-Winged Great Peng bird!

The future powerful figure of Buddhism, Kong Xuan!

These two were renowned formidable individuals in the Primordial World. Especially Kong Xuan, whose Five-Colored Divine Light was said to be able to brush away anything, making him nearly invincible below the Saint realm.

He hadn't expected that they had only recently taken form and were still only at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal cultivation level.

And judging by their current state, their use of their own Spiritual Powers was still rudimentary. Otherwise, with the profoundness of the Five-Colored Divine Light, even if they couldn't defeat that Grand Unity Golden Immortal, they wouldn't be in such a sorry state.

"Interesting."

Su Ming's lips curved into a slight smile.

His figure flickered, and he vanished from his original spot, quietly heading towards the battlefield.

Above a desolate mountain valley.

An old man in a black robe with a withered face watched with a mocking expression as the two youths he had cornered were pushed to their limits.

"Little fellows, your Origins/Foundations are quite good."

The old man in the black robe spoke hoarsely, his voice like the cry of a night owl, "This old ancestor is in need of a mount, and seeing as you two have good origins, one a peacock and the other a Golden-Winged Great Peng, you are barely worthy of this old ancestor's status."

"Submit to me and become my mounts, and this old ancestor can spare your lives, even guide your cultivation. What do you say?"

Before him, Kong Xuan and the Golden-Winged Great Peng stood back-to-back, gasping for breath, their bodies covered in wounds and their Magic Power largely depleted.

Kong Xuan's expression was arrogant. Even in this desperate situation, his innate pride had not diminished in the slightest.

He stared coldly at the old man in the black robe, "You wishful thinker! My brother and I are divine birds born of heaven and earth, how could we associate with a demon like you, let alone be your mount!"

"Ptooey!"

The Golden-Winged Great Peng beside him was even more direct, spitting out a mouthful of saliva, "You old geezer, you want us to be your mounts? Are you worthy? If you have the guts, kill us. In 180,000 years, my brother and I will be heroes again!"

Since they had taken form, the two brothers had roamed the Primordial World, proud and arrogant, never having suffered such humiliation.

"You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"

The old man in the black robe's patience finally ran out, killing intent surging in his eyes.

"Since you are seeking death, do not blame this old ancestor for being ruthless!"

"Swallowing your origins might even help this old ancestor's cultivation advance further!"

As his voice fell, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat!

A jade bottle, completely black and covered in strange runes, flew out of his mouth. It grew rapidly against the wind, instantly becoming the size of a small mountain, its opening aimed at Kong Xuan and his brother.

"Buzz—"

A terrifying devouring force erupted from the bottle's opening!

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed, and the void distorted!

The rocks and plants in the valley were all pulled by that force, turning into dust and surging into the bottle.

Kong Xuan and the Golden-Winged Great Peng felt their Primordial Spirits and origins being violently pulled by an irresistible force, as if they were being ripped from their bodies!

"Not good! It's a top-grade Houtian spiritual treasure, the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Bottle!"

Kong Xuan's face changed drastically.

He fully activated the Five-Colored Divine Light, forming a barrier to protect them both. However, in the face of this devouring force, the barrier was like a candle in the wind, flickering precariously, its light rapidly dimming.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng also revealed its True Body, transforming into a giant divine bird with a wingspan of ten thousand zhang. It flapped its wings, stirring up endless gale winds, trying to break free from the suction.

However, the old man in the black robe had already sealed this space with the Laws of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, leaving them with nowhere to escape!

"Hahaha! In front of this old ancestor's Heaven Swallowing Demonic Bottle, all struggles are futile!"

The old man in the black robe laughed wildly, his expression frenzied.

He could already see the scene of these two little fellows with extraordinary origins being refined by him into origin power, helping his cultivation advance greatly.

Despair enveloped Kong Xuan and his brother.

They exchanged a glance, seeing a look of determination in each other's eyes.