Seven-Colored Divine Light, Space God and Devil

Upon Jieyin this, Zhun Ti his hands and laughed, "What you say, Senior Brother, is exactly what I think."

"Immediately arrange for your disciples to enter the East one after another."

Although the West is impoverished, they are very united and have no other choice. Many beings with extraordinary backgrounds here have converted to the Western Sect.

It has become quite spectacular without us even realizing it.

At the foot of Mount Sumeru, there are disciples of the Western Sect everywhere, but that is not enough. They lack elite disciples and top-level experts who can be presented to the world.

"Excellent!" Zhun Ti, beaming with a smile.

Sitting in the main hall, he felt exceptionally comfortable. The only thing that bothered him was that he still hadn't refined the treasure and couldn't control it at will.

"Senior brother, let the disciples go ahead first. We should refine this treasure first to avoid any unforeseen complications."

Zhun Ti said, "I feel uneasy every day until I refine this thing."

Even now, they haven't even removed the two characters "Ling Xiao" from the main hall's gate; they can only use a smokescreen to cover them up, lest the disciples below see them and cause a bad influence.

Upon hearing this, Jieyin nodded, and then the two brothers began practicing together.

Just as they were refining the treasure hall, its true owner had already sensed it.

Endless Chaos, the Sun Heaven.

Ling Xiao sat cross-legged in the Daoist temple, meditating in a state of deep concentration. Behind him, Seven-Colored Divine Light shone, illuminating the world.

"Those two old bald monks are at it again..."

"If you can refine the magical treasures rewarded by the system, then you'll be even more awesome than the system itself."

A mocking smile appeared on Ling Xiao's lips.

Then, with a thought, he put away the Seven-Colored Divine Light behind him.

This Seven-Colored Divine Light is an evolution of the Five-Colored Divine Light. Not long ago, when Ling Xiao used the Four Primordial Spirits of Chaos to attempt to create the world.

On a sudden impulse, he borrowed the Chaos essence to condense divine light, hoping to evolve a sixth divine light based on the Five-Colored Divine Light.

After much effort, he succeeded.

Of the Four Primordial Spirits of Chaos — Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind —he has already condensed two divine lights of elemental attributes, and the Five-Colored Divine Light has also evolved into seven colors.

If all four types of elemental spirits are used, the Five-Colored Divine Light can be transformed into the Nine-Colored Divine Light.

Even the current Seven-Colored Divine Light has increased in power many times over.

If the Nine-Colored Divine Light were to be fully formed, Ling Xiao wouldn't even dare to imagine how powerful it would be; it would probably be far more than just a matter of casually using magic weapons.

Although the Five-Colored Divine Light is said to be able to brush away anything, this claim is largely exaggerated and suspected of being a boast. When faced with something truly powerful, it simply ignores you.

Even farming magic items is difficult.

If Ling Xiao had possessed the Seven-Colored Divine Light, or even the Nine-Colored Divine Light, Ling Xiao felt he could have seized Hongjun's Jade Plate of Creation.

Unfortunately, I didn't know how back then.

Fortunately, it's not too late. This can be used as a trump card. Next time he encounters Hongjun, he has a great chance of seizing the Jade Plate of Creation by surprise.

With this in mind, Ling Xiao's Eye of Divine Punishment, having traversed endless time and space and illusions, landed on the Primordial World.

In his eyes, there are no secrets; nothing can be hidden from him—no matter what he knows, what he desires, or any trickery.

A moment later, a look of surprise and oddity appeared in Ling Xiao's eyes.

He saw countless powerful beings reincarnated as Human Race. Many of the creatures that had died in the past had been reincarnated as humans and were wandering the land of Human Race.

He knew Fuxi; he could be considered the chosen emperor of the Human Race.

But besides Fuxi, he also saw many familiar figures. Although they had been reincarnated as humans, under Ling Xiao's Eye of Divine Punishment, even their underwear was seen through.

Soon after, the Heavenly Court's ruler, Haotian, Yaochi also quietly developed their power among the Human Race. Since being defeated by Ziwei last time, they learned their lesson and, after experiencing many tribulations, remained inconspicuous.

Such a small Human Race has hidden so many hidden talents.

One can imagine the magnificent spectacle that will be when all these reincarnated powerful beings awaken.

"What a pack of greedy jackals! Do they want to devour Human Race until not even a trace is left?"

The Primordial World has changed. Since the destruction of the Wu and Demon and demon races, the once-powerful Human Race has naturally become easy prey for many greedy people.

Of course, this was probably arranged by Hongjun and the saints. Ling Xiao was filled with many thoughts. Because of him, the plot of the Primordial World was getting more and more out of control.

A chaotic dance of demons, a hundred boats racing.

"No matter how things change, I will be the one to end this final Tribulation."

Ling Xiao's eyes shone with astonishing brilliance, and his aura grew ever more magnificent.

Just then, his eyes flickered, and the next moment his figure disappeared from the spot.

When Ling Xiao reappeared, he had already arrived at the edge of the Sun Heaven, amidst the Chaos turbulence, howling winds, and a hazy atmosphere.

"Come out."

Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, the sun on his Daoist robe radiating countless golden rays, dispelling the Chaos energy from all directions.

He stared straight ahead, as if talking to thin air.

As soon as he finished speaking, a leisurely laugh rang out, like the sound of a morning bell and an evening drum, the voice of the Great Dao.

The Chaos space before Ling Xiao distorted, and an old man in white robes walked out. He had an ordinary face and was easily forgotten.

But his long, drooping eyebrows added a touch of comicality to his otherwise ordinary face.

The old man smiled nonchalantly and said, "Do you recognize me, fellow Daoist? It doesn't matter if you don't. I will tell you everything, and you will know the truth."

"First came Hongjun, then came Heaven; I existed a thousand years before Hongjun..."

"Yang Mei."

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Xiao uttered two words indifferently.

Putting everything else aside, Ling Xiao understood as soon as he saw the old man's distinctive eyebrows.

"Haha... Fellow Daoist has sharp eyes."

Yang Mei his eyebrows and laughed loudly, showing no discomfort whatsoever. He looked Ling Xiao up and down, marveling at him.

"I never expected that another anomaly would emerge besides me. Little Earthworm must be having a headache, right?"

"It's truly strange that you possess the Chaos Green Lotus. No wonder Hongjun couldn't do anything to you."

As Yang Mei sized up Ling Xiao was also sizing up Yang Mei. He quickly withdrew his gaze and asked indifferently.

"Were you secretly observing me while I was fighting Hongjun?"

With the Chaos Bead and the system at his disposal, Yang Mei couldn't possibly see through him. The only explanation is that this guy had been secretly observing him, acting furtively.

He has a voyeuristic tendency.

Upon hearing this, Yang Mei raised an eyebrow and laughed, "Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken. This humble Daoist has some knowledge of the Dao of Space. Where in the Chaos Space am I not?"

"Your battle with the Little Earthworm was quite large-scale; I just happened to sense it."

His face was so sincere that it was impossible to tell if he was being genuine or not.

"Heh, you're really being modest. As a dignified Space God and Devil, who in this world understands the Dao of Space better than you? You call yourself 'somewhat knowledgeable'? How are other living beings supposed to survive?"

Ling Xiao said with a smile, "Even I, in terms of spatial arts alone, am probably no match for Yang Mei."

In terms of spatial ability, he would call Yang Mei the strongest.

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me. The world is vast, and my achievements are insignificant."

He raised his Yang Mei and waved his hand, his face full of humility, without a trace of pretense.

Ling Xiao's smile faded, and he asked calmly.

"Having finished speaking, fellow Daoist, what brings you here today?"