With a thought, Zhenyuanzi naturally enveloped himself in a layer of gentle yet weighty, profound yellow radiance.
Though the power of the Book of the Earth, the Classic of Mountains and Seas, had yet to fully unfold, it had quietly drawn upon the might of the primordial land veins, slightly solidifying and reinforcing the space law within ten feet of him.
It was as though an invisible, sturdy bulwark had risen from nothing at the edge of the filthy, turbulent Blood Sea, where energies ran wild, faintly resonating with the earth veins of the Primordial Wilderness's main continent.
Rather than meeting force with force, this bulwark was more like a domain of "rejection" and "isolation."
It gently but firmly repelled most of the Blood Sea's baleful energy, which surged toward him as thick as syrup, along with the strange winds that mingled a sickly sweet tang of blood with the stench of decay, and the soundless howls and whispers woven from countless trillions of remnant souls and resentments—enough to erode the primordial spirit of a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal and awaken a Da Luo's inner demons—keeping them from approaching him.
Deep within the qi sea of his dantian, the Central Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner, bound to his life through cultivation and likewise a supreme treasure of the earth, stirred without wind, slowly revolving amid the chaos-colored qi sea.
Its profound yellow surface seemed ancient and still, yet every imperceptible flutter seemed to stir the core laws of the Primordial Wilderness's Wu Tu origin, sending down wisps of deep-yellow origin essence, incomparably pure and as heavy as mountains.
Rather than dispersing, this Wutu essence qi seemed possessed of intelligence, weaving and condensing outside his Purple Mansion primordial spirit into an extraordinarily solid halo of profound yellow light, like an emperor's ceremonial