Go Tell My Eight-Nine Mysterious Art

Little Black suddenly sprang up, its speed so swift that it was almost impossible to follow.

The swordfish was still in mid-air, and before it could fall back into the water, it was swallowed whole. Then, it flapped its wings, circled back, and landed steadily on the shoulder of the Yu Tunzhou, letting out a low snort of satisfaction.

Yu Tunzhou looked up and saw the sea breeze leaving ripples on the surface of the sea.

His consciousness flowed like mercury, merging into every breeze and ripple of this world, and he saw the dense schools of fish beneath the sea.

This sea area is teeming with unprecedented vitality; it is no longer just a lifeless landscape.

A surge of emotion began to stir within him.

Could the "most precious thing in the Primordial Spirit Sea" that person mentioned be referring to the Primordial Spirit Sea itself?

Did he really bring back the entire Primordial Spirit Sea?

Yu Tunzhou toured his own Primordial Spirit Heaven and Earth and discovered a large number of water beasts. These water beasts had no intelligence and were not related to his Primordial Spirit.

Logically speaking, since this world was transformed from his Primordial Spirit, all things should be differentiations and extensions of his Primordial Spirit.

With a thought, Yu Tunzhou sent out his Little Black like an arrow, catching and devouring the water beast.

After being devoured, the water beast transformed into wisps of pure Primordial Spirit power, which merged into Little Black's body.

It was practically like the first hurdle of a miniature Dragon Gate.

However, the efficiency was far less than that of the previous major exam.

Where is the Great Sage?

Yu Tunzhou was just about to ask Huntian when he discovered that this person had disappeared without a trace.

He began a thorough search and soon sensed the aura of Huntian in a corner of his Primordial Spirit Heaven and Earth, and fell silent for a moment.

Yu Tunzhou first looked at Little Black: "After transforming into a Peng, can you still transform into a fish? Can you switch between the two forms at any time, or can you only maintain the Peng's form?"

Little Black answered him with his actions.

It flapped its wings and soared into the blue sky, regaining its original shape. Then it folded its wings and crashed into the vast blue waves like a meteorite falling into the sea.

A wave surged skyward, and a colossal, jet-black fish burst forth from the waves, its back rising like a mountain ridge—the very image of the Kun.

Then, Little Black dived into the deep sea.

Witnessing this scene, Yu Tunzhou's eyes gleamed.

The two forms of the Kunpeng perfectly embody the concepts of Taiji and the sun.

His consciousness followed Little Black as it plunged into the deep sea, finding Huntian, who had been swallowed by a sea beast.

As Little Black surfaced, Huntian Tian sprawled out on its back.

"Hasn't the Great Sage Sage's Primordial Spirit recovered somewhat?" Yu Tunzhou's tone was slightly ambiguous, "How come he can't even beat a fish?"

Huntian protested, "At first I thought it was a creation of your Primordial Spirit, how could I possibly attack it!"

Yu Tunzhou understood and shook his head, saying, "These sea beasts seem to be related to the previous Primordial Spirit Sea, but have nothing to do with me personally."

Upon hearing this, Huntian quickly stood up and looked into the distance.

As far as the eye can see, the blue waves stretch endlessly, and countless aquatic creatures swim in the deep sea.

It gasped in shock. "All foreign objects? Fellow Daoist, so many foreign objects have appeared out of nowhere in your Primordial Spirit Heaven and Earth, are you really not surprised?"

"Not for now." Yu Tunzhou looked at the sea. "Firstly, the sea is vast enough to encompass all rivers; secondly, these aquatic beasts only have survival instincts and can't cause any significant waves."

He immediately told Huntian what he had heard and what he had just discovered.

Huntian frowned deeply.

What is the most precious thing in the Primordial Spirit Sea?

Are these the water beasts that can transform into pure Primordial Spirit power?

After pondering for a long time, it suddenly asked seriously, "Fellow Daoist, can these water beasts regenerate after they die? Or do they have the ability to Yanzhi?"

It hopped and skipped onto the shoulder of the Yu Tunzhou, explaining, "I'm not referring to resurrection, but rather whether the number of water beasts in this world remains constant. If you devour one, a new water beast will appear."

Yu Tunzhou frowned. "This world is too vast; even my Primordial Spirit's perception cannot encompass it all. As for whether it can reproduce, we'll need time to observe."

Huntian remained silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Fellow Daoist, do you know what is needed for the birth of an acquired being?"

The Yu Tunzhou immediately made the connection to Nüwa creating humans.

It seems... all you need is mud?

"A physical body and a spiritual spirit are both indispensable."

"The physical body is the flesh and blood, usually conceived by both parents, but there are also cases of being born naturally."

"The spirit that exists is the three souls and seven spirits. For a newborn, it is initially a wisp of Innate Spiritual Light from the origin of heaven and earth."

"The process of flesh and blood giving birth can be traced, but how can one trace back to the Innate Spiritual Light? Is it a gift from the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth? Then why are there obvious differences in the Innate Spiritual Light of different beings? Is there injustice in the Great Dao?"

"In response to these questions, a great master of Divine Ability explored the mysteries of the birth of all living beings and eventually found the source of the ' Innate Spiritual Light,' which is a Sea of Spiritual Light, in which billions of spiritual lights roam and are born according to the Dao."

Yu Tunzhou hesitated and asked, "These spiritual lights are the souls and Primordial Spirit of living beings?"

"No." Huntian shook his head. "They are 'earlier' and more primal than the soul; they are merely a wisp of spiritual light. Only after merging with the physical body and being nurtured by a tangible form can they gradually transform into a soul, and finally, the three souls condense and the seven spirits return to their places."

Yu Tunzhou remained silent for a moment before saying, "Are you suggesting that the Primordial Spirit Sea might be the Sea of Spiritual Light?"

"There's at least some connection," Huntian said with a wry smile. "I originally thought the scenes I experienced before were just an illusion created by the Dragon Race using some method. After all, how could Primordial Spirit become stronger simply by devouring others? If that were truly the case, why would cultivators in the world bother with arduous cultivation? They could just devour each other."

But who would have thought...

I never expected Fellow Xuandu to actually bring out his Primordial Spirit Sea!

Even though the Primordial Spirit Sea that was moved out was far smaller than the one maintained by the Dragon Gate, it still showed that the previous scene was not entirely an illusion, but rather combined with a certain basis in reality.

"While you are participating in the Dragon Gate Contest, I will observe this place for you," Huntian said earnestly. "If it is truly as we think, once you reach the required cultivation level, the accumulation of your Primordial Spirit will no longer be a problem; there will be no need for persistent effort."

"Also..."

Huntian paused, then said in a low voice:

"In the future, when you reach the level of [Forming a Heaven of One's Own], your Inner Heaven and Earth will naturally give rise to a realm, and you will no longer need to worry about the birth of future beings."

Yu Tunzhou was taken aback. It sounded like beings who had reached this level could reproduce and give birth to other beings within their Inner Heaven and Earth?

Isn't this one person who is also a complete world, an entire universe?

No wonder it's called "[Forming a Heaven of One's Own]", he originally thought it was just about breaking free from the constraints of heaven and earth.

Huntian chuckled in response to the sound Yu Tunzhou had heard earlier.

"The relationship between the Kunpeng Lineage and the Dragon Race is far worse than that between my Golden-Winged Great Peng Lineage and the Dragon Race."

"Fellow Daoist, hurry to the Dragon Gate. I want to see what other good things those old fogies are hiding."

Yu Tunzhou nodded; he didn't think there could be any good relationship between the Dragon Race and the Kunpeng.

The reason given by the other party at the end was also so convincing.

[After all... we'd be quite happy to see infighting within the Kunpeng Lineage.]

But what about gifts without any causal relationship?

Could he then interpret the gifts within this Dragon Gate as having a cause and effect?

Huntian took a very detached view of this. "Every cause has its effect. If the essence of this place is truly the Innate Water Fortune, then whoever obtains it will become the target of certain entities behind the scenes. This is also part of the cycle of cause and effect. No one born in this era can escape the cycle of cause and effect."

The Yu Tunzhou with a sense of relief.

He raised his hand and released Little Black, watching its figure disappear into the clouds and sky, and muttered to himself:

"The Kun nurtures its form in the deep sea, and the Peng refines its spirit in the azure sky. The structure of my Primordial Spirit Heaven and Earth already subtly aligns with the azure waves connecting to the heavens, and now I possess this Primordial Spirit Sea. I wonder what kind of aura I Spirit Aspect unleash when I reach the External Scenery in the future..."

"We can certainly look forward to it."

They then turned their attention to Dragon Gate.

The great test of the Eternal Dragon Gate has only just begun.

The first trial tests the Primordial Spirit, while the second trial, called the Form Refinement Abiding in the World, tests the physical body.

Do Dragon Race also support the cultivation of both body and spirit?

Yu Tunzhou speculated, "The first trial seems to test the upper limit of the Primordial Spirit, but it also tests the foundation of one's Dao heart. I wonder if the second trial also contains hidden mysteries."

Huntian also asked with some doubt, "What exactly are those old fogies of the Dragon Race planning to do? Are they really going to pick a successor from among the various clans to inherit everything from the Dragon Race?"

Yu Tunzhou looks out.

The second stage has begun.

This time it wasn't Primordial Spirit illusion, but a physical manifestation.

If you die at this stage, you will truly perish.

The stone steps beneath their feet disappeared inch by inch under the dragging force of some force, and everyone was falling, falling into another world.

In a dizzying moment, everyone caught a glimpse of two blazing suns hanging high in the sky, their intense light so dazzling that it was almost impossible to open one's eyes.

A mysterious and indescribable aura of Savage Wilderness swept over us, accompanied by crimson waves of fire.

The group landed on a vast, desolate wasteland. The earth was cracked and crisscrossed with ravines, and the air was distorted by the high temperature into layers of transparent waves. Every breath felt like swallowing fire.

Some people only feel that their hair starts to frizz and their breath is hot under the sun. If they are not at least in Form Refinement Perfection, their trachea and lungs will be burned by the high temperature before long.

The two suns were high in the sky, their temperature so high it seemed capable of evaporating and igniting everything.

The Human Race, born in the Central Plains, had never seen such Savage Wilderness and harsh living environment.

Many people frowned, trying to adjust themselves and adapt to their surroundings.

Although the overseas Demon Race race also experienced some discomfort, they quickly adapted.

Firstly, their physiques are inherently stronger than those of Human Race of the same level; secondly, some places in the outer sea are only slightly better in terms of harsh conditions than this place!

Furthermore, the harshness and severity of this environment are something that even a powerful cultivator of the Dharma Aspect level would find difficult to alter through natural means.

Otherwise, why would various overseas parties have been eyeing the Central Plains for so long? Besides the fact that the legal system and rules in the Central Plains are more complete, the living environment is also much better.

Some attempted to use Divine Ability, but quickly changed their expressions. "The laws are flawed... no wonder Divine Ability are forbidden here."

"Even Bloodline Divine Ability can't be used!"

"His Primordial Spirit power is suppressed within his body and cannot extend outwards; he truly relies entirely on his physical body."

"This place does bear some resemblance to the primordial Primordial Wilderness described in ancient texts..."

"Could it be that the Dragon Race seized a segment of the Primordial Wilderness world?"

"Given the methods the Dragon Race used back then, this shouldn't have been difficult to accomplish. Although the Dragon Race has been in decline for a long time, in the early Primordial Era, the Dragon Race were the true overlords of heaven and earth!"

The surrounding crowd chimed in with their own speculations and guesses.

This level did not separate them from the start, which also means that serious conflicts may break out at the beginning.

Among the crowd, Yu Tunzhou was also observing his surroundings, and inadvertently glanced at An Ruyu's location.

The reason is simple: the aura of the laws of heaven and earth is suppressed here, which is somewhat similar to the methods of this demoness!

He calmed his mind and looked into the distance, where he saw a sacred mountain rising abruptly from the ground, reaching straight to the heavens, seemingly connecting the ends of heaven and earth.

Although Huntian could not leave the Primordial Spirit Heaven and Earth, he could observe the outside world through the perspective of Yu Tunzhou.

Upon seeing that sacred mountain, it exclaimed in surprise:

"It's somewhat like the towering mountain that supported the sky in the primordial Primordial Wilderness, but wasn't it completely destroyed long ago...?"

Yu Tunzhou was moved and asked, "Are you referring to the ancient Four Pillars?"

The most famous of the Four Pillars is Mount Buzhou.

In some legends, it wasn't just Mount Buzhou that broke apart in the past. After all, Nüwa broke off a giant turtle to establish the four corners of the world. The turtle had four legs and stood in the four directions.

The voice from deep within the Dragon Gate rang out again, interrupting everyone's thoughts:

[Cultivating one's nature without cultivating one's destiny will prevent one's Yin Spirit from attaining sainthood even after countless eons.]

[Therefore, the second trial is named "Abandoning the Spirit for the Body, Form Refinement Abiding in the World." This trial forbids Divine Ability, the Primordial Spirit, and all external objects; the only thing one can rely on is the physical body. The longer one exists in this world, the higher one's evaluation.]

[Those who cannot endure may shout for withdrawal. However, this world fortuitous opportunity countless opportunities; your entry is a matter of fate, so cherish every moment.]

The sound faded, and a brief silence fell.

It's about who lives the longest.

Is this the meaning of "remaining in the world"?

Yu Tunzhou thought to himself, "This is clearly not as simple as it sounds."

The life-or-death struggle between the various parties is secondary; the environment here is probably the real key factor.

"This is the dead of night, the environment is so harsh, there's no food, not even water, how can we survive?" Someone looked around, his brow furrowed.

"That voice must be the will of the Dragon Gate; it wouldn't be without reason. Since it spoke of countless fortuitous opportunity, there must be good fortune here," someone whispered.

"Food is not a problem; there's no shortage of food here," Demon Race from overseas suddenly grinned, glancing around.

This single sentence was like a spark splashed into boiling oil, instantly igniting the hostility between martial artists from overseas and those from the Central Plains.

At this point, the people in the Central Plains discovered that the forces overseas not only included Demon Race but also Human Race warriors. Moreover, the latter stood among the Demon Race, looking completely at ease, as if nothing was amiss.

Meanwhile, in the Central Plains, there are also various lineages of dragon descendants.

In the Central Plains, there were over a hundred warriors from the Human Race alone, while the number from overseas was slightly less, but their momentum was no less intense.

Yu Tunzhou's gaze suddenly fell on someone, a young Demon Race with golden hair flowing down his shoulders, sharp eyes, and a cold and resolute look in his eyes.

He wasn't the only one secretly observing him; after all, his outstanding performance in the previous round, coupled with his unparalleled talent, inevitably attracted the jealousy and murderous intent of others.

However, the young Demon Race's gaze was unusually strange, as if he were looking at him with the hatred of someone who had killed his father and stolen his wife.

Just as he was wondering what was going on, Ao Xiyu came up behind him, nudged him with her elbow, and whispered:

Are you able to adapt to the environment here?

Yu Tunzhou nodded. He didn't care about the harsh environment of this place; his body had adapted to it the moment he entered.

The Eight-Nine Mysterious Art is the most advanced method for achieving physical sainthood, adept at avoiding calamities and adapting to any harsh environment.

This almost ancient Savage Wilderness land is actually more suitable for him to cultivate the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art.

Just then, that grand yet icy voice rang out once more:

[Second stage, beginning.]

The moment the sound faded, a tiger's roar, accompanied by a dragon's cry, exploded out, terrifying and awe-inspiring!

The Demon Race launched the first attack, immediately unleashing a devastating attack on... a dragon!

The figures closest to Yu Tunzhou suddenly appeared like thunderbolts, rushing straight towards Ao Xiyu who was standing next to Yu Tunzhou, disregarding everything else!

One of them sprouted wings from its ribs, transforming into a blur as it swept across the low sky, its Qi and Blood surging to the heavens, launching a frontal attack on Ao Xiyu while simultaneously restraining Yu Tunzhou.

Another figure blocked Ao Xiyu's retreat from behind.

In the face of life-or-death crisis, Ao Xiyu instantly realized the other party's true intentions. She tried to communicate telepathically, but was interrupted by the continuous roars of dragons and tigers coming from not far away.

At this moment.

A hand rested on her shoulder, gently pulling her behind her.

Seeing Yu Tunzhou make his move, the Winged Tiger's eyes narrowed, his expression wary yet subtly probing.

It was very wary of the guy standing at the highest point of the stone steps. If it weren't for the fact that this place prohibited the Primordial Spirit, it would have definitely retreated and left the guy to Kong Ling and the others to deal with.

But this test is a contest of physical strength!

Although the opponent's Primordial Spirit is strong, their physical body is not necessarily so. Even if a mere Human Race has cultivated physical strength, it is difficult to defeat their demonic bodies that have inherited the bloodline of the Demon Race and have been tempered and refined thousands of times!

Thinking of this, the winged tiger's momentum surged even stronger, its gaze fierce.

A war is not necessarily out of the question!

Just as Yu Tunzhou was about to throw a punch, he found that even the Fist Intent was difficult to break through his body.

The limitations of this world are beyond expectation; is it truly true that apart from the physical body, there is nothing else that can be used?

As thoughts flow, the Inner Qi circulate, rising like a sudden tide, gradually becoming like thunder, and finally reaching the force of a thousand troops!

He took a step forward, so fast that he arrived first despite being behind, and his punch went straight for the winged tiger's heart.

With a sharp crack, the winged tiger that had charged forward was sent flying backward in disbelief.

With a single punch, Yu Tunzhou felt his muscles and bones stretch and his Blood Qi surge.

Since mastering the Unity of Heaven and Celestial Person, he has focused more on applying the principles of law and extending the Fist Intent, and has not used his Blood Qi for a long time.

That punch seemed more like a warm-up.

However, the results were far from what he had expected; the Demon Race's physique was indeed far stronger than that of the Human Race.

Let's try a different approach then.

At the Form Refinement level, compared to the Demon Race, the Human Race's advantage lies not in their physical body, but in their techniques.

His mind raced, he raised his foot, and his Qi and Blood surged, culminating in a heavy stomp.

"Boom!"

Amidst the dull thud, dust billowed from the already cracked ground like a swirling yellow dragon, obscuring the view.

Yu Tunzhou's figure disappeared into the dust and smoke, and when it reappeared, it was already in front of the Iron-Backed Ape that was attacking from behind.

He pressed down with his palm.

This palm strike was light and effortless, like a spring breeze brushing across a hillside.

The Iron-Backed Ape grinned maliciously, advancing instead of retreating, its fists clenched together like a giant hammer, and smashing down on the Yu Tunzhou!

This attack was devoid of any fancy moves; it was purely a display of the honed physical strength to its fullest extent.

However, the punch ultimately failed to land.

The iron-backed ape's sinister grin froze on its face.

The look in his eyes turned to horror.

The seemingly gentle hand quietly pressed against its chest, and a strange and terrifying force, like a Qingfeng, "blew" into its body.

This force was not domineering; in fact, it could be described as gentle. Yet, it penetrated directly into the depths of his internal organs and meridians.

Then it exploded.

"Puff--"

The Iron-Backed Ape suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with tiny fragments of internal organs. Its towering body swayed twice before collapsing to its knees with a thud.

Its exterior was unharmed, but its internal organs seemed to have been squeezed hard by an invisible giant hand, almost all of them were displaced, and countless fine wounds appeared.

The surviving winged tiger had already retreated into the demon horde, roaring in shock and anger, "Are you Human Race or Demon Race? How could your physical body possibly be stronger than mine!"

Yu Tunzhou glanced at the other person.

Go tell my Eight-Nine Mysterious Art!

He looked at the chaotic battlefield.

From the moment he made his move to the moment he defeated the two demons, it took only two breaths.

At that very moment, most of the overseas forces launched a surprise attack, but their targets were not the Central Plains Human Race warriors, but rather the dragon descendants of the Four Seas and the Dragon Race of the Central Plains!

This sudden change aroused suspicion among Human Race warriors.

They were prepared, but they never expected that the overseas Demon Race would target the Dragon Race!

Is this a case of cleaning house?

Out of self-preservation, only a portion of those who chose to help the Dragon Race chose to stand by and watch, while others took the opportunity to launch surprise attacks on the Demon Race who had their backs to them.

Chaos erupted instantly, and unexpected events unfolded!

The Dragon Race Clan from the Dragon Palaces of the Four Seas had sent quite a few descendants, totaling over thirty, but they suffered heavy losses in this long-planned surprise attack.

Ao Xiyu, along with the quietly approaching Liu Zhizhou, escaped disaster thanks to Yu Tunzhou's protection.

Yu Tunzhou couldn't understand how Thirteenth Sister's "charm" could surpass his own, and how he wasn't even among the targets that overseas forces were trying to eliminate in a surprise attack!

If he were in charge of the planning, he would definitely prioritize dealing with the top-ranked Human Race on the stone steps.

Ao Xiyu quickly approached, almost whispering in his ear:

"I just learned that this seemingly barren land is actually riddled with passages leading to shattered minor worlds, filled with countless fortuitous opportunity. However, it requires the guidance of Dragon Race and the nourishment of their blood to open the portals!"

After finishing speaking in one breath, Ao Xiyu breathed a sigh of relief and added,

"Within the Dragon Gate, the Dragon Race obtains far more intelligence than other races!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Tunzhou suddenly understood.

No wonder the overseas forces' sudden attack was aimed directly at the Central Plains Dragon Race!

The Dragon Race are indeed treated favorably in the Dragon Gate!

Seeing the scene growing increasingly chaotic, and knowing that this place only offered the advantage of physical strength, Yu Tunzhou was unwilling to be surrounded at this moment and decisively said:

"You all need to get off the field first, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you."

At this point, the Dragon Race has become a "strategic battleground"!

He noticed that on the overseas side, several individuals with profound auras and extraordinary abilities did not make a move, but instead restrained the Human Race's powerful figures to prevent excessive casualties.

Before long, the first round of fighting had ended.

Both sides suffered losses, but the Dragon Race on the Central Plains side suffered the most severe losses.

Only then, freed from the roars and howls of dragons and tigers that filled the heavens and earth, did the blood-soaked Central Plains Dragon Race cry out the truth in a mournful voice.

In an instant, the martial artists from the Central Plains changed their expressions drastically, realizing that they had been tricked by overseas forces.

At this point, the Human Race had less than a dozen Dragon Race remaining, a significant loss.

Meanwhile, the overseas side had already regrouped.

The lingering killing intent had not yet dissipated, and blood-stained weapons and claws were still dripping, but this group of fierce individuals from overseas had already regained their composure, like a pack of well-fed jackals temporarily sheathing their claws.

The woman at the head stood before everyone else.

The five-colored long skirt swayed gently in the scorching wind, the five colors of blue, yellow, red, black and white on the skirt intertwining and flowing slowly, like a ray of rosy light.

Her demeanor was graceful and proud, like a peacock spreading its tail feathers; her beauty was no less than that of An Ruyu.

She gazed upon the Central Plains, parted her red lips slightly, and spoke in a clear, cold voice Ruyu striking stone:

"My lords of the Central Plains, we are not prepared to fight to the death from the very beginning. This Dragon Gate Contest has only just begun. Good luck to you all."

As she turned around, her gaze fell on Yu Tunzhou, lingering for a moment, her emerald eyes seeming to hold a deep meaning.

And among the overseas forces, she is clearly not the only leader.

One of the Dragon Race, with two horns on its head, swept its cold smile over the remaining Dragon Race in the Central Plains, as if issuing a death warning.

Suddenly, someone's expression changed drastically, and they took a step forward, shouting incredulously:

"Heroine Feng, why are you standing with people from overseas?"

Only then did everyone's expression change drastically as they discovered a familiar figure beside the Demon Race woman in the five-colored dress.

The top spot on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking Feng Yanleng.

This discovery was like a bucket of ice water poured over someone's head, plunging the entire Central Plains camp into a deathly silence.