Battle a Mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, Shatter a Spirit Treasure

"No, the Sea-Calming Divine Pearls number thirty-six in total. Why is there only one here?"

Dijiang frowned, extending his Primordial Spirit to examine it closely.

A moment later, realization dawned on him.

Though this pearl possessed abundant origin, its laws were incomplete. It was clearly only one of the thirty-six Sea-Calming Divine Pearls.

"It seems the Sea-Calming Divine Pearls were scattered throughout the Primordial World during the great calamity of the opening of heaven. This one happened to fall here, concealing its aura with the help of this water vein."

Dijiang secretly rejoiced.

Even if there was only one, it was still a genuine component of a Supreme-Grade Innate Spirit Treasure.

If all thirty-six could be gathered, they could even evolve into thirty-six heavens, their power boundless!

Gonggong wielded the Water Law. If he could obtain this Sea-Calming Divine Pearl, his strength would surely soar by leaps and bounds.

Just as he was about to reach out and put the pearl away, a sudden change erupted!

Boom!

The formation barrier above the underwater palace suddenly let out a groan of unbearable strain. Immediately afterward, a tyrannical and terrifying aura brutally tore through the barrier and descended into the underwater palace.

"Hahaha! This venerable one has pursued this Water Origin for tens of thousands of years. Who would have thought it was hidden in such a filthy place!"

Accompanied by an arrogant laugh, a burly man clad in dark-golden dragon-scale armor, with two horns sprouting from his head, strode into the underwater palace.

The man was surrounded by the formidable aura of Mid Zenith Heaven. His vertical pupils brimmed with greed and savagery as they locked onto the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl atop the white jade platform.

When he saw Dijiang and the other two standing before the platform, he was briefly stunned, then revealed a cruel smile. "Three Early Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals? Perfect. Today, this venerable one will not only claim this treasure, but also use your essence blood to refine my Dragon Abyss Sword!"

This burly man was none other than a direct-line elder of the Dragon Clan. He had just slaughtered an aquatic race above, and by chance sensed a trace of aura leaking from the shattered formation, which was how he tracked it here.

Faced with the provocation of the Mid Zenith Heaven Dragon Clan elder, Houtu frowned slightly, while killing intent instantly boiled in Xuanming's eyes. Though he was one minor realm stronger than her, she was wholly unafraid and was about to draw that broken blade.

But Dijiang raised a hand and stopped them.

He looked at that arrogantly overbearing Dragon Clan elder as though he were looking at a corpse.

"A Mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Pureblood True Dragon?"

A cold curve lifted at the corner of Dijiang's lips.

"Too noisy to use as a mount. But for refining into an artifact... you barely qualify."

"Arrogant!"

The burly man flew into a towering rage upon hearing this.

He was a noble Pureblood True Dragon, and a Mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal at that. In this Primordial World, aside from the elders of the Phoenix Clan and Qilin Clan, who dared speak such wild nonsense before him?

"Since you are so eager to die, this venerable one shall grant your wish!"

With an angry roar, a dark-golden longsword appeared out of thin air in the burly man's hand.

Dense Gui Water Divine Thunder and violent dragon might coiled around the blade. The power of a Mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal poured forth without restraint, transforming into a terrifying sword radiance a thousand zhang long that slashed viciously toward Dijiang's head with the force to tear apart everything.

Even the surrounding space was crushed into violent distortions by this strike, letting out explosive booms under unbearable strain.

Houtu and Xuanming stood behind Dijiang, yet neither even raised an eyelid. They had absolute confidence in their elder brother.

Facing this heaven-destroying, earth-shattering sword strike, Dijiang remained calm. He did not even bring out a magic treasure.

He merely slowly raised his right hand, extending his slender index and middle fingers, and gently pinched the descending sword radiance.

Clang!

A deafening crash that could pierce gold and split stone exploded within the cramped underwater palace.

Violent Sword Qi swept in all directions like a hurricane, yet when it came within three chi of Dijiang, it was completely dissolved by an invisible spatial barrier.

As for the imposing Dragon Abyss Sword, it was now firmly clamped between Dijiang's two fingers. No matter how the Dragon Clan elder urged his power, the sword remained as immovable as though it had taken root.

"Th-this is impossible!"

The burly man's vertical pupils abruptly shrank to needlepoints, his face filled with disbelief.

Even a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal of the same realm would not dare receive his full-force strike barehanded. Yet this nameless man, who possessed only Early Zenith Heaven cultivation, had caught his Spirit Treasure with just two fingers?!

What a terrifying physical body!

"The Dragon Clan's physical body can indeed be considered among the best in the Primordial World."

Dijiang looked at the horrified Dragon Clan elder, his tone indifferent. "But before the Pangu Orthodox Lineage, it is nothing but earthen chickens and pottery dogs."

The instant his words fell, Dijiang suddenly exerted force with his fingers.

Crack—

A crisp sound of shattering rang out. The Dragon Abyss Sword, a high-grade acquired Spirit Treasure, was forcibly snapped in two by Dijiang!

"Puh!" With his bound magic treasure destroyed, the Dragon Clan elder was struck as though by lightning. He spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and his aura instantly withered.

Overwhelming terror finally drowned his reason.

Run!

He had to run!

The young man before him was no ordinary cultivator.

Roar!

Ignoring the severe injuries from the backlash, the burly man threw back his head and released an earth-shaking dragon roar. His body instantly expanded, transforming into a dark-golden giant dragon tens of thousands of zhang long. It smashed through the ceiling of the underwater palace and was about to flee toward the horizon.

"Trying to leave now? Too late."

Dijiang snorted coldly, silver Space Law whirling frantically within his eyes.

He raised his right hand and clenched it at the void from afar.

Spatial Imprisonment.

Buzz—

The space within a radius of ten thousand li seemed to freeze completely at that instant.

The dark-golden giant dragon that had just burst through the water and soared into the sky was like an insect sealed in amber, forcibly fixed in midair. No matter how frantically he struggled, he could not move in the slightest.

"Elder Brother, let me do it."

Xuanming, who had not acted until now, suddenly spoke, a trace of bloodlust seeping through her cool voice.

Her figure flashed, and she instantly appeared above the enormous dragon head. The pitch-black broken blade she had obtained from Mount Buzhou stabbed down fiercely.

The ultimate Law of Ice mixed with the terrifying murderous aura within the broken blade pierced straight through the giant dragon's Niwan Palace via its head.

"Aoo—"

Accompanied by an incomparably miserable scream, the Mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Dragon Clan elder's Primordial Spirit was instantly frozen and shredded. His vast life force rapidly drained away, and he fell completely.

Dijiang stepped through the air and skillfully used the Space Law to pull out the dragon tendons of this ten-thousand-zhang giant dragon. He then stripped away and stored all of its indestructible dragon scales and True Dragon essence blood.

"A Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal's dragon tendons can be used to refine a long whip for little sister Houtu. These dragon bones and scales will also be good for forging weapons for my younger brothers." Dijiang nodded in satisfaction and stuffed all the materials into his spatial storage.

After dealing with the spoils, Dijiang finally returned to the underwater palace and took the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl, which radiated a soft blue glow, into his palm.

The moment the pearl touched his hand, it conveyed a gentle, moist aura of water.

Dijiang did not rush to refine it. Instead, he directly tossed it into a space he had casually opened.

"Let's go. The disturbance here was not small. It will soon draw experts from the other three clans."

With a sweep of his wide sleeve, Dijiang erased every trace of aura left behind by the three of them, then set off once more on their journey with Houtu and Xuanming.