Tongtian fixed his gaze on the pagoda. A sweep of his Spiritual Sense revealed its origins, and he smiled. "What a fine Innate Spiritual Treasure! It has twenty-five Innate Treasure Restrictions—just enough to qualify as high-grade."
As he spoke, the turbulent Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind suddenly surged toward the pagoda, as if to drag it back underground.
Tongtian immediately stepped forward, bringing the fingers of his right hand together like a sword. He invoked the laws of the Great Dao of Yin Yang and slashed toward the vortex of energy. "This treasure is fated for my Fourth Brother. How could I let it slip away?"
A streak of black-and-white light shot straight toward the pagoda. The Four Symbols carved into its body seemed to sense it and abruptly lit up, but the suction from Tongtian's palm held it fast.
Though the pagoda was a High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, it had no one to wield it. How could it possibly escape the grasp of Tongtian, a Primordial Golden Immortal?
In the blink of an eye, Tongtian drew the pagoda into his hand.
It felt warm and smooth to the touch, and clear pulses of treasure restrictions emanated from its body. Its twenty-five Innate Restrictions revolved in layers as phantoms circled the pagoda: the Azure Dragon exhaled clouds, the White Tiger roared with the wind, the Vermilion Bird blazed with fire, and the Black Tortoise subdued the water.
"This pagoda contains the origins of the Four Symbols. It can defend as well as attack. Its grade is a little lacking, but it will still pair well with the Four Symbols Banana Fan." Tongtian stroked its surface and said to Xuanyuan, "We've only just arrived at Fangzhang, yet we've already found a treasure fated for Fourth Brother. That's an excellent omen."
Xuanyuan