Countless tens of thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye.
Donghua sat quietly beneath the Innate Spiritual Root Yellow Middle Plum, his mind wholly immersed in the Jade Disk of Creation Fragment as he comprehended the Lesser Yang Law contained within.
That law, symbolizing newborn yang and the budding of life, had gone from obscure and incomprehensible at first, to gradually revealing discernible threads, until it finally came as naturally as water flowing into a channel. He had thoroughly grasped and mastered it.
It was also during this long period of enlightenment that he refined the Time Spirit Treasure he had obtained from Penglai.
A Top-grade Innate Spirit Treasure with forty-eight Innate Restrictions, it was named the Stream of Time.
As Donghua rose, the Stream of Time in his palm, like flowing water condensed into form, let out a clear, joyous cry. It then transformed into a gentle, hazy stream of light and naturally coiled around his left wrist, concealing itself. Only a faintly cool ripple of time remained, linked to his Dao Heart.
Donghua stood alone upon Penglai Immortal Island, while the sea of clouds churned around him like an endless river of time.
He raised his fingers slightly and calculated the heavenly secrets. A trace of realization suddenly crossed his eyes.
"I never imagined that this journey across the sea in search of opportunity had already lasted a One Yuan Cycle."
His voice scattered into the wind, carrying the vicissitudes of 129,600 years.
He recalled how, when he had left Zifu Continent, he had been lost and uncertain. Now, his path was firm.
It was time to return.
Once the thought arose, the technique of the Dao formed naturally. Donghua paused lightly beneath his feet, and his body transformed into a pale azure evasion light, like the violet qi that broke through the sky at the first light of dawn, streaking across heaven and earth in an instant.
Boom—
The sea of clouds split in two, like snowy waves crashing against an invisible cliff. The blue waters retreated on their own, and a ten-thousand-zhang abyss became a clear path in an instant.
Wherever his figure passed, light and shadow followed. Strands of Dao Charm flowed around him, pointing directly toward Zifu Continent.
Sunlight Without Trace: Wherever the evasion light passed, it was like morning dew meeting the sun, leaving no trace behind.
Unlike ordinary evasion techniques, which pursued speed, ferocity, and overwhelming momentum.
When this Supernatural Ability was used, his Dao body existed at every point along its path, like sunlight illuminating all things. Thus, it left no trace at any point, truly reaching the wondrous realm of "passing without a trace, departing without a shadow."
After all, in the crisis-ridden Primordial Wilderness, slaughter was everywhere, and great powers emerged one after another.
That Bei Ming Kun Peng relied on the fastest speed in the world to roam the Primordial Wilderness, seizing opportunities everywhere and making countless enemies, yet he remained free and unrestrained.
That Blood Sea Ming He relied on the innate foundation of "as long as the Blood Sea did not dry up, Minghe would not die." His ferocious reputation was renowned, and his enemies spread throughout heaven and earth, yet no one could restrain him.
Donghua deeply understood the way to survive in such a world. Therefore, aside from tempering killing Supernatural Abilities, he had poured immeasurable effort into this evasion technique.
If he could win, he would suppress his enemy with thunderous force. If he could not, he would use this technique to flee ten thousand miles away. Only by first ensuring invincibility could one lay the foundation for eternal longevity.
Donghua left behind the vast blue waters surrounding Penglai Immortal Island, his figure becoming a faint, almost imperceptible ray of sunlight as he headed directly for Zifu Continent.
As an Innate Divine Being born within the Primordial Wilderness, from the moment of his birth, inherited memories from his origin had been imprinted deep within his true spirit.
Though he had not seen every detail of the vast Primordial Wilderness's geography, mountains and rivers, and the general circumstances of all regions, their locations and connections were naturally clear in his mind.
Though the Primordial Wilderness was boundless, as a Great Luo Golden Immortal, he was not slow to begin with, and he also had an evasion method like Sunlight Without Trace.
Unless he faced the resplendent pressure of Pangu from Buzhou Mountain directly, or intended to travel the Four Seas, explore the Eight Desolations, and wander the world, ordinary travel would not take tens of thousands of years at every turn.
He did not exert his full strength. It was more like a leisurely stroll.
Along the way, the sky was high and the sea vast. The fierce sea wind brushed past the Dao Charm around him, naturally transforming into clear Dao Sound.
At times, he saw places where spiritual veins converged, with countless rays of sunset glow and immortal islands rising and falling like pure lands beyond the world;
At other times, he saw Scaled Tribes fighting over a Grotto-Heaven or a stalk of Spirit Essence, stirring up monstrous waves. Supernatural Abilities and demonic lights collided with deafening roars, until blood stained the blue waters and corpses littered the sea, dyeing the entire region scarlet.
This was the true Primordial Wilderness. It possessed both the transcendent bearing of immortals and the most primitive, naked struggle for survival.
Donghua watched everything calmly from within his evasion light, and his state of mind remained undisturbed.
He had seen too many such scenes. The strong devoured the weak; so long as they did not obstruct his path, he would not interfere.
The outline of Zifu Continent grew ever clearer within his senses. Donghua abruptly stopped, and the traceless evasion light around him quietly withdrew.
His gaze fell into the distance.
Donghua suddenly felt something. A thread of heavenly fate in the unseen caused him to halt his evasion light.
The sensation was so clear that it was obviously a spiritual object fated to him being born.
Since this opportunity had already stirred his senses, there was no need to rush back to Zifu Continent.
However, the emergence of such an opportunity would certainly trigger heavenly phenomena. By then, cultivators from all directions would swarm over, and a battle would be unavoidable.
Without the slightest hesitation, Donghua's figure instantly blurred as he rushed eastward at full speed with Sunlight Without Trace.
The surrounding seas and islands turned into elongated bands of color behind him, rapidly receding.
At the same time, in a region of the East Sea, auspicious clouds soared into the heavens, golden light stretching for hundreds of millions of zhang as heaven and earth roared.
The formation protecting the Heavy Treasure was about to dissipate.
The Spiritual Mechanism and Dao Charm it emitted swept outward, drawing countless nearby cultivators.
The East Sea was vast and limitless, shrouded in endless mist.
Even with Donghua's abilities as a Great Luo Golden Immortal, crossing it at full speed with his evasion light still took several years.
When he followed the unseen pull and arrived, he found a scene of tens of thousands of cultivators gathered ahead.
It was a stretch of sea veiled in cloud and mist, where Innate Dao Charm surged like tides.
And all around it, there was already a bloody storm.
Cultivators had long fought until their eyes were red just to seize positions closest to the treasure.
Supernatural Abilities collided with Magic Treasures, blood and severed limbs flew everywhere, and cultivators constantly fell from the clouds, their blood staining the blue waves.
Just then, an arrogant voice carrying the pressure of a Taiyi Golden Immortal thundered forth:
"This place belongs to our Cang Ming Shrimp Clan! Anyone with sense, get lost!"
The speaker wore black armor. Demonic qi and waves churned around him, while murderous intent soared to the heavens.
He grinned savagely as he swept his gaze across the crowd, lingering especially on several Taiyi Golden Immortals. His threat was unmistakable.
Before his words had even faded, they drew a chorus of furious rebukes.
"Arrogant! Treasures belong to those fated for them. Since when did it become the property of your clan?"
Boom—!
At that moment, an aura far more powerful than that of a Taiyi Golden Immortal erupted.
An old man who had previously seemed entirely unremarkable, dressed in a dark purple Dao robe, slowly stepped forward.
"Daluo! A Great Luo Golden Immortal!"
"It's the Purple Shrimp Ancestor of the Cangming Shrimp Clan! He... he actually broke through!"
The Purple Shrimp Ancestor's gaze was like the cold depths of the sea as it locked directly onto the cultivator who had been the most arrogant just now. His voice was calm, yet unquestionable, echoing across the sea:
"The other cultivators may leave. You, leave behind your body and Nascent Soul."
As soon as those words were spoken, the entire gathering fell silent.
Leave behind his Nascent Soul and body? With only a trace of his true spirit remaining, it meant that the bitter cultivation of several yuan cycles, all his Supernatural Abilities and magic power, even every trace of his existence, would vanish into nothing!
Hearing this, the Taiyi cultivator's eyes filled with despair and terror as he tried to beg for mercy.
The Purple Shrimp Ancestor did not care about his reaction in the slightest.
He had only just broken through to Daluo, and his realm had yet to stabilize completely. At this moment, his only thought was to end the battle quickly.
This treasure had been born above the Clan Land of his Cangming Shrimp Clan. It was meant to belong to him!
So long as he refined the treasure quickly, with its power, even if other Daluo cultivators arrived after hearing the news, he was confident he could fight them—and perhaps even expand his clan's influence once more!
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