Ziwei Proves Primordial Taiji
Entering the Primordial Myriad Dao Tree at a distance of about ten zhang signifies that one already possesses the potential of Primordial Taiji.
Ziwei went a step further, entering the ten-zhang range, and became even more outstanding.
Ling Xiao could see that Ziwei was in a mysterious state at this moment, commonly known as enlightenment.
Throughout their lives, practitioners of Daoism are inseparable from enlightenment, and the degree of enlightenment varies with each instance.
Sometimes it's just a fleeting moment of insight, and sometimes it's a profound realization that can change your entire life.
In Ling Xiao's view, Ziwei's insight this time was amazing, the kind of insight that could change his future Fate and potential.
Ling Xiao, as the master, was naturally overjoyed that his disciple had such an opportunity.
He's even started thinking about what the first-place prize should be.
At this moment, people were also shocked by Ziwei's performance. With the cultivation of Primordial Origin Great Luo, he surpassed Mosquito Daoist and entered the Primordial Myriad Dao Tree by ten zhang.
They know what that means.
Because some Primordial Origin Sage struggle even within a thousand feet, let alone a hundred feet, they simply sat down on the spot and began to cultivate.
Then the gold content within this ten-zhang area must be enormous.
Fuxi, the Queen Mother of the West, the Six-Eared Macaque, Zhao Gongming, Kong Xuan, Qiangliang, the White Elephant, and other powerful figures all looked on in amazement.
Amazed by Ziwei's extraordinary abilities, he couldn't help but secretly praise, "No wonder he's Dao Venerable's disciple, he's awesome!"
They surged ahead with lightning speed, directly taking first place. This outrageous performance even made people wonder if Ling Xiao had deliberately let them win.
Of course, this was just a thought; they didn't doubt Ling Xiao's character or fairness.
If they were truly selfish, they wouldn't be where they are today.
Compared to the others, Mosquito Daoist was truly struggling to keep up.
In a short period of time, he went from being the center of attention to being relegated to a supporting role. This dramatic change was unacceptable to his pride, and his self-esteem was severely damaged.
If he were to say that he was at the same level as Ziwei, then it would be understandable that he couldn't compare; one could say that his skills were inferior, after all, the other party was a highly accomplished disciple of the Dao Venerable.
But now there's a huge gap between him and Ziwei, he was completely annihilated, leaving not even a trace. Where does he put his old face now?
Upon hearing this, the Mosquito Daoist was filled with uncontrollable rage and once again raised his foot to break through the barrier.
Because of Ziwei's status, he dared not resort to underhanded tactics unless he wanted to die, so he could only defeat him openly and honorably.
"Boom..."
An overwhelming and terrifying pressure blasted out, like Great Dao thunderbolt exploding in his mind, directly knocking Mosquito Daoist off his feet.
He staggered backward, almost crushing the island beneath his feet.
Over the years, the Three Immortal Islands have been reinforced by Ling Xiao, and are no longer ordinary islands; their sturdiness is comparable to that of immortal iron and divine gold.
The entire island can be unleashed and used as a magical artifact.
Otherwise, with his Primordial Taiji cultivation, Mosquito Daoist could Destruction the entire world with a single kick.
Of course, Mosquito Daoist didn't dare to act rashly and intentionally held back some of his power, fearing that he might anger Ling Xiao and, like last time, be caught and given a lecture.
One defeat did not defeat Mosquito Daoist; he rallied his spirits and launched another attack.
A terrifying pressure swept in, blocking the way like a barrier, making it difficult for anyone to pass through.
"Ah..."
With a furious roar, Mosquito Daoist sprouted blood-red wings on his back, swirling with blood patterns, flashing with electric arcs, and overflowing with primordial energy.
With the appearance of wings, Mosquito Daoist's strength increased greatly, allowing him to step within ten zhang and gain a firm footing.
This is the innate advantage of the Primordial Chaos Species, possessing a physique that is difficult for ordinary beings to match.
Mosquito Daoist glanced at his opponent with a hint of arrogance. At this moment, Ziwei was at the same height as him, nine zhang away.
"Being at the same level isn't shameful, after all, Ziwei is that guy's disciple."
Mosquito Daoist comforted himself in this way, and he had his reasons: what kind of master was his opponent, and what kind of master did he have?
He doesn't even have a master!
Just as Mosquito Daoist was consoling himself and feeling smug, Ziwei, who had been standing there motionless, suddenly lifted his left foot and took a step forward.
"Hiss..."
Mosquito Daoist gasped, feeling as if his scalp was about to explode.
What are you doing?
Why is it moving again?
"You fool, you're courting death! Get down here!" Mosquito Daoist roared in his heart, almost laughing in anger. Within ten zhang, each zhang was a world unto itself.
He still didn't believe that Ziwei could go any further.
If you can't withstand it, just fly out; then you'll be the first one to fall.
The sneering Mosquito Daoist waited to see Ziwei make a fool of himself. But after Ziwei took a step, his body trembled violently, like a leaf in a storm, about to fall apart at any moment.
However, although Ziwei's body trembled, she did not fall down. She took a firm step forward and stood on the eighth zhang high.
Mosquito Daoist's smile froze, his eyes filled with horror.
"This... this isn't right, is it?"
He stared blankly, Ruomu, his mind filled with questions: Why wasn't Ziwei blasted away?
It all passed by so easily!
Is this reasonable?
Unreasonable!
"Has the pressure weakened?"
Suspicion flashed in Mosquito Daoist's eyes, but he decided to try it himself. Then, he imitated Ziwei by lifting his left foot and taking a step forward.
With a deafening roar, an unprecedentedly terrifying force surged forth, supreme, immense, and immeasurably powerful.
Mosquito Daoist flew out, retreating all the way to a distance of ten thousand feet, his blood, energy, and magical power raging wildly within him.
"No! The oppressive aura is still the same!"
"That's incredible!"
Mosquito Daoist gritted his teeth, his face filled with horror, and he looked at Ziwei with utter confusion.
How did this guy even do that?
Under his shocked gaze, Ziwei moved again, taking a step forward.
Stay calm.
Unmoved.
Finally, standing atop seven zhang (approximately 13 meters), he was as solid as a rock, completely unharmed.
"Holy crap..."
Mosquito Daoist was stunned, and all the powerful onlookers went crazy. They witnessed Mosquito Daoist being sent flying, but Ziwei moved forward another ten feet.
What does this mean?
Mosquito Daoist was pressed to the ground and rubbed against.
Who exactly is the true master of Primordial Taiji?
However, this was not the end. Standing seven zhang above the ground, Ziwei paused for a moment, then took another step forward.
This almost made Mosquito Daoist's eyes pop out of their sockets.
It's like seeing a ghost.
Why is this company able to keep moving forward without any pressure?
This is outrageous!
"Could it be that the Dao Venerable is secretly letting things slide?"
Mosquito Daoist began to think rebelliously, it was simply too unbelievable that someone with a lower cultivation level than himself could have reached this point.
This is completely unreasonable!
Finally, Ziwei sat cross-legged at a distance of five zhang, like an old monk in deep meditation, radiating a sacred glow.
Time passed slowly, and suddenly, a vast aura erupted from Ziwei's body.
In the Primordial World, countless stars showered down their brilliance, engulfing him.
"Boom..."
A vast expanse of purple mist emanated, filling the heavens and earth.
Ziwei has fully erupted, entering the Primordial Taiji realm!