The Giant Cocoon's Anomaly, Seven Youths
The giant cocoon was ninety million feet tall, resembling a huge celestial body, standing firm as a rock amidst the Chaos storm.
Around it, the three thousand Great Dao Laws, like true dragons dancing, enveloped and entwined it.
The surface of the giant cocoon was covered with dense, Great Dao patterns, exuding an eerie and mysterious aura.
This is a terrifying entity that embodies all the evil in the world. It is as if the very aura emanating from the source of all dark matter could easily Destruction a Primordial Origin Sage.
However, at this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the giant cocoon, and endless light shone out, illuminating the Chaos space.
Knock knock knock...
The tremendous heartbeat resonated through the Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind, like the sound of the Great Dao, carrying a strange and magical power.
An aura of Destruction emanated from the crack, instantly polluting the surrounding Chaos space and forming a black storm.
At this moment, Great Dao lightning descended from all directions, striking across the ages, but it did not harm the giant cocoon. Instead, it made it even stronger, and the heartbeat became even more intense.
Accompanied by the pounding of a heartbeat, the cracks on the giant cocoon grew wider and wider.
Not just one, but two, three more appeared in succession, indicating that the creatures nurtured within were about to be born.
In the Primordial World, time passed swiftly like a fleeting moment.
During this period, everything was calm and peaceful.
Primordial Myriad Dao Tree, a vast number of powerful individuals gather, cultivating day and night.
Besides cultivation, there was another significant event during this period.
That was the grand competition between sects, fulfilling the promises of the past.
Those old foxes who established sects to swindle merit in the name of accumulating good karma have to be taken seriously.
After tens of thousands of years of development, the established traditions have become quite remarkable, with many sects producing one or two geniuses who are famous Primordial World.
To test the results of so many years, the next step is naturally a grand competition between sects.
This was Ling Xiao's request; he just liked the taste.
To this end, he also offered a prize: a magical artifact comparable to the Chaos Realm, the Myriad Heavens King Map.
This is the most precious treasure of the deceased True Realm expert, True Lord Yi. After his death, the treasure was obtained by Butterfly Love True Lord, and after Butterfly Love True Lord's death, it naturally fell into Ling Xiao's hands.
When people heard that there was a reward of a magic weapon of Chaos level, they immediately became excited.
But feeling excited doesn't mean you have real strength.
In the vast Primordial World, there are tens of thousands of sects, of varying quality.
There are not many truly powerful sects with a solid foundation.
The first place in the final competition went to the Shouyang Sect, founded by Fuxi.
He was the founder and the promoter, more dedicated than anyone else. His sect had gathered most of the strongest Human Race, so its strength was not to be underestimated.
The White Elephant Sect, the Green Lion Sect, and other major sects suffered a regrettable defeat.
Ling Xiao was also very generous, giving the top three winners rewards, including the promised Myriad Heavens King Map, as well as other magical treasures and merits.
The fact that Shouyang Sect ranks first among all sects is a testament to its strength.
This grand competition of ten thousand sects also produced many outstanding geniuses. Although they were new faces, they possessed exceptional talent.
Ling Xiao is paying close attention.
For example, there is a strange man with hundreds of Divine Eye on his body who can emit terrifying light and illusions. He is extremely mysterious and is known as the Hundred-Eyed Devil Lord.
The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan originated from Qingqiu Mountain in the southern part of the Primordial World. They founded the Qingqiu Sect, and one of their disciples was a nine-tailed fox named Qing Qian, who had reverted to her ancestral form.
She dominated the competition, displaying unparalleled elegance and possessing formidable cultivation; she was truly a woman of both beauty and talent.
What caught Ling Xiao's attention most was a sect called the Seven Absolutes Sect, which had seven disciples of various colors who appeared together, fought together, and were extremely coordinated, as if they were one.
They possess the power of seven elements: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.
Upon seeing this, Ling Xiao seemed to understand something.
Such beings, with their exceptional talents, are countless.
The first sect competition came and went quickly, ending rather hastily.
But the reaction and commotion were intense.
Those from sects without rankings watched enviously as their peers received generous rewards.
He secretly vowed that he must be on the list of winners in the next sect competition and receive the Dao Venerable's reward.
On Penglai Immortal Island, in the vast Ling Xiao Palace, stood seven youths, each dressed in a robe of a different color, each with a distinct personality.
They stood trembling and obediently in the main hall, not understanding why the Dao Venerable had summoned them alone.
Ling Xiao, seated at the head of the table, withdrew his gaze, a strange look appearing in his eyes.
After a thorough investigation, he was finally able to confirm that these seven strangely dressed youths were most likely the reincarnations of the Seven-Colored True Lord.
What puzzled Ling Xiao was why he had been reincarnated seven times.
Shouldn't it be one person?
That's the only strange thing.
He couldn't quite understand it.
However, perhaps this is the trace left by the Seven-Colored True Lord's "Dao" in the Primordial World, giving birth to seven people related to him.
"Your Dao Venerable, what are your instructions in summoning us here?"
"If... you have any suggestions, please tell us. We will go through fire and water, even mountains of knives and boiling oil, without hesitation."
The red-clad youth, who was the leader of the seven, mustered his courage and spoke up, but seeing that Ling Xiao remained silent for a long time, he became quite afraid.
In a short time, they had already reviewed their entire lives in their minds, trying to see if they had made any mistakes that were why the Dao Venerable had summoned them.
To them, they were like the light of fireflies, while Ling Xiao was like the sun in the sky. To be able to see him from afar was already a great honor, let alone to be summoned for a private audience.
Ling Xiao chuckled, amused by the red-clad youth. With his abilities, why would he need a few brats to go through fire and water for him?
He smiled and asked.
"Were you born of the same mother?"
Upon hearing this, the seven youths shook their heads in unison, with remarkable tacit understanding.
"We are not related by blood. It was the leader of the Seven Absolutes Sect who instructed us to cultivate a formation technique, and we are dressed like this to distinguish ourselves."
The boy in red answered without reservation.
Such a coincidence!
Ling Xiao was taken aback. He could tell that these seven teenagers were definitely connected to the Seven-Colored True Lord, and it wasn't just a coincidence.
He had also checked on the leader of the Seven Absolutes Sect, and there was nothing wrong with him.
This can only be described as a coincidence.
Pulling his thoughts back, Ling Xiao didn't pursue the matter further and brought up the important matter.
"I have summoned you today for no other reason than to observe your excellent performance and recognize your potential. Therefore, I intend to provide you with guidance in your cultivation."
Upon hearing this, the seven teenagers were stunned, their expressions shifting from bewilderment to shock, and finally to ecstatic joy.
They immediately knelt down deeply, tears of gratitude streaming down their faces.
In the days that followed, under Ling Xiao's tutelage, the seven teenagers made rapid progress.
On this day, Ling Xiao, who was guiding cultivation, suddenly had a sudden inspiration and looked sharply in one direction.
That is the direction of endless Chaos.