Yellow Plum! First Glimpse of Spatial Power

"Second brother, what about you?" Di Jun asked in astonishment, immediately preparing to refuse.

Tai Yi spread his hands and said nonchalantly, "I have the Chaos Bell in hand, which integrates offense and defense. Even if I can't win, I can still run. Don't worry about me."

This was a move born of helplessness; every great power present had a cultivation base higher than theirs. A head-on collision would offer no chance of success, so they had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure.

"Act according to the situation. Once I have secured the prize, we shall flee together," Di Jun said solemnly, unwilling to let Tai Yi face danger.

Tai Yi nodded.

Following this, they restrained their auras and quietly crept forward.

At this moment, the seven-colored light receded, and the Innate Gourd Vine finally reached maturity.

Upon the ten-thousand-foot-tall gourd vine, seven gourds of different colors swayed back and forth, as if saying to the people, "Hey masters, come and play!"

How could the crowd of great powers withstand such temptation? Immediately, each displayed their divine abilities, vying to snatch the gourds.

"This Seat has taken a fancy to that golden gourd; no one is to fight me for it!"

"Hehe, green. I like the green one."

"That red gourd is beckoning to me. Damn it, such poor conduct! Let me take it back and discipline it properly!"

In an instant, over a dozen brilliant rays of light tore through the heavens, erupting with terrifying auras before immediately entangling with one another.

Among them, the Three Pure Ones held the upper hand. With their powerful cultivation and remarkable tacit understanding, they joined forces to become invincible, repelling many rivals.

"Innate Spiritual Treasures belong to those with affinity. You lot do not understand the heavenly mandate; why fight for them without cause? Why not retreat quickly?"

Yuanshi wore an arrogant expression and shouted coldly, his voice shaking the eight directions and reaching far and wide.

"Yes, yes, yes! Those unrelated, retreat immediately!"

Zhun Ti immediately chimed in, intending to rebuke the great powers competing for the treasures.

He had already calculated it in his heart: there were seven gourds. They and the Three Pure Ones would each take one, and since Nuwa was one of the chiefs of Purple Cloud Palace, they would grant her one. The final gourd would be taken by whoever had the skill.

As for the other great powers, they were simply not qualified to participate.

"Bullshit! I, Laozi, see that all seven gourds have an affinity with me. Why don't you retreat?"

A great power with a fiery temper roared.

To think they could be driven away by a mere mention of "affinity"—it was simply wishful thinking.

"No use talking more; let each rely on their own ability!"

Suddenly, the chaotic battle resumed, and over a dozen great powers fought until the heavens and earth turned dark in the void.

At this time, Di Jun and Tai Yi quietly crept up.

"Move!"

The brothers exchanged a glance, transformed into divine rainbows, and charged toward the seven gourds.

Even though they tried their best to conceal themselves, they still alerted the various great powers.

"How bold!"

A roar of shock and anger rolled down, and instantly, seven or eight attacks were launched at Di Jun and Tai Yi.

They were in the midst of a battle; how could they let mere nobodies snatch the treasures right under their noses?

"Which nobodies are you? Come up and fight!"

"We are the Sun Star Gods," Di Jun replied calmly. Since they were already exposed, he simply admitted it openly.

"Sun Star Gods? Weak beyond measure. Leave quickly; this treasure is not something you lot can covet!"

A great power with a fiery temper shouted, his mana surging and powerful. He naturally did not take Di Jun and Tai Yi, who were only at the early stage of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, seriously.

"Scoundrel! You dare look down on us?" Di Jun was furious. His golden armor ignited with the Golden Crow Divine Flame, and an endless, scorching heat instantly enveloped the void.

"Hehe, your origins are decent, but unfortunately, your cultivation is too poor. Go cultivate for another million years," Zhun Ti said with a chuckle, sneering at the two Golden Crow brothers who had suddenly intruded.

"Boom!"

Tai Yi struck directly, the Chaos Bell resounding through the heavens and earth as it descended to suppress them.

In an instant, the great battle resumed, and Di Jun and Tai Yi were also swept into the fray.

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Sun Star.

Ling Xiao slowly awoke from his cultivation, a flash of pleasant surprise in his eyes.

"Law of Space..."

He whispered to himself, unable to hide his excitement.

He had not expected that he would be able to grasp the basics of the Law of Space, one of the laws known to be the most difficult to comprehend.

Time is supreme, Space is king; if Causality does not appear, Destiny is the emperor.

From this little rhyme alone, one could tell just how formidable the Law of Space was.

Great power is naturally difficult to comprehend.

Ling Xiao had originally only intended to give it a try, but he had not expected to truly grasp a glimmer of the path.

At present, he primarily cultivated the Law of Yang and the Law of Fire; these two laws were the most compatible with him, and his progress with them was the fastest.

Using these two laws to extend his height, and then using other laws to expand his breadth—this was Ling Xiao's current plan.

[Ding! Detected that Di Jun and Tai Yi are fighting at Mount Buzhou. Please make the following choice.]

[Option One: Rush to support and seize the opportunity. Reward: One of the Ten Innate Spiritual Roots, the Yellow Plum.]

[Option Two: Continue to lay low and ignore it. Reward: One strand of the origin of the Heaven-Burning Purple Fire, one of the Ten Divine Fires.]

Ling Xiao's expression froze, and he fell into deep thought.

Mount Buzhou.

Opportunity.

Could it be that the Innate Gourd Vine has manifested? Ling Xiao thought to himself. Calculating the time, it should be about right.

As for why Di Jun and Tai Yi would run over there, he figured they must have sensed the allure of the gourds.

The gourd that eventually birthed the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was the very one Di Jun gave to the Golden Crow Lu Ya.

"System, I choose option one."

Ling Xiao made his choice; there was nothing to agonize over, even if the system was clearly trying to lure him out.

It had even brought out the Yellow Plum.

Ling Xiao had no choice but to accept it; not only would he take the Yellow Plum for free, but he would also go to snatch the gourds.

Since he had chosen to go out, he had to make a killing.

With this thought in mind.

Ling Xiao rose with a boom, his Sun Moon Star Robe fluttering in the wind, and his figure vanished from the Sun Star.

Mount Buzhou.

The incessant battle had forced back several great experts; currently, only the Three Pure Ones, the Western Duo, Nuwa and Fuxi, Red Cloud, and Di Jun and Tai Yi remained.

The reason Di Jun and Tai Yi were still there was not because their cultivation was strong, but because they were too weak; the Three Pure Ones and the others had focused their primary targets on the experts who posed a threat to them.

Joining forces to focus fire.

Di Jun and Tai Yi were simply not taken seriously by them.

"Fellow Daoists of the Three Pure Ones, Fellow Daoist Nuwa, this poor daoist suggests we clear out the miscellaneous personnel. There are seven gourds; how about we each take one?"

Zhun Ti spoke at the opportune moment, having already allocated the seven gourds—not one more, not one less, one for each person.

"I only require the golden gourd." Nuwa's voice was clear and cold; she ignored Zhun Ti's suggestion, her goal very clear.

The corners of Zhun Ti's mouth twitched, and he then laughed out loud.

"Such is the will of heaven. My West is barren and deserves three gourds; the remaining three shall be left to you, Fellow Daoists of the Three Pure Ones."

He spoke very naturally, and as if it were a matter of course.

Hearing this, Tongtian sneered and mocked, "You two are truly shameless. What ability do you possess to deserve three gourds?"

"This... can be discussed." Jieyin, who had not spoken until now, opened his mouth slowly, his face wearing an expression of suffering.

"We are the orthodox descendants of Pangu and deserve four gourds. Yielding two to you is already an act of great magnanimity."

Yuanshi Tianzun spoke indifferently, his eyes filled with arrogance; he looked down upon the Western Duo.

Zhun Ti was unconvinced and wanted to haggle, but was stopped by Jieyin. He had no choice but to give up, turning instead to vent his majesty upon the others.

"Enough, those unrelated, withdraw. Do not force us to take action and cause yourselves embarrassment."