Primordial Era: The Great Celestial Venerable on the Road to Mythology

Chapter 54: The Four Fiends Destroy the River Luo, Kunpeng Flees in Defeat

The sword transformed into a phoenix made entirely of crimson gold, its wings spread wide, flames raging, and its cry echoing through the heavens, as if it would burn the entire sky to ashes.

The shield transformed into a Qilin, its four hooves treading on fire, its entire body a dark yellow, and its two horns exuding a heavy aura that suppressed everything. With each step it took, the void trembled.

The Heavenly Phoenix and the Qilin, one on the left and one on the right, together with the True Dragon, formed a three-way formation, completely surrounding the Heluo Grand Formation.

The three Ten Fierce Spiritual Treasures unleashed their power simultaneously, their respective Great Dao Laws intertwining, their attacks surging wave after wave like a tide. The Heluo Grand Formation trembled violently, teetering on the verge of collapse.

Kunpeng's face was ashen, and he gritted his teeth to endure it. He never expected that a mere Taiyi Golden Immortal would carry three such supreme treasures! How could he possibly fight him?

Seeing this, Lu Ya's lips curled slightly, and he pointed. The ten ferocious Kunpeng roared and pounced forward, their wings flapping, and countless feather swords rained down once more.

Above the North Sea, four ancient ferocious beasts—the True Dragon, the Heavenly Phoenix, the Qilin, and the Roc—attacked the Heluo Grand Array with frenzied fury. The roars of the dragon, the cries of the phoenix, the howls of the Qilin, and the cries of the Roc intertwined, resounding throughout the nine heavens.

The principles of Tao intertwined, and the Taoist arts complemented each other, illuminating the entire North Sea as if it were daytime.

Kunpeng struggled to hold on within the formation, inwardly groaning in despair.

Not only him, but also the powerful beings of the primordial world who were secretly watching the battle were all dumbfounded.

"The Heavenly Court's resources... are truly immense!"

"No matter what that thing is, its strength is definitely at the Quasi-Saint level—no, perhaps it should be said to be at the Ancestral Witch level."

That incomparably powerful body, that unparalleled defensive strength, coupled with the Great Dao Laws it carries… isn’t this the Ancestral Witch?

"Having one or two of these extraordinary spiritual treasures is one thing. But for a Taiyi Golden Immortal to carry three of them around, isn't that a bit excessive?"

"What are we powerful beings supposed to do now? Are we supposed to be all polite and respectful when we meet a Taiyi Golden Immortal?"

"You're welcome? Do you think that's even possible? This guy's got three Ancestral Witches with him! Besides a Sage, who could defeat him?"

The powerful figures discussed amongst themselves, their voices filled with deep resentment. They had cultivated for countless years to achieve their current status.

But now, a mere Taiyi Golden Immortal in the Heavenly Court can casually produce three spiritual treasures comparable to those of the Ancestral Witches. How can they bear this?

Amidst their resentment, everyone began to ponder deeply.

Yao Ji was Haotian's younger sister, and she always carried three of these items with her. Did the Heavenly Court have any more? How many did the Queen Mother of the West have? Even a surrendered official like Lu Ya had one, so what about Taibai Jinxing?

As for the Heavenly Emperor Haotian, they didn't even dare to think about it. His record of slaying saints had already elevated him to a different level from everyone else.

The more I think about it, the more terrifying the Heavenly Court seems. It seems I need to be even more respectful towards the Heavenly Court in the future.

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Just then, a profound power of the world suddenly shot down from the thirty-third heaven of the Heavenly Court, like an invisible barrier, suppressing all the aftershocks of the battle.

The raging waves on the North Sea gradually subsided, and the shattered sea surface slowly healed.

It was Yaochi who made the move.

She sat serenely in the Lingxiao Palace, using the power of the Thirty-Three Heavens to calm the aftershocks.

After all, the aftershocks of the battle between the Ten Fierce Spiritual Treasures and Kunpeng were too great. If they were not controlled, countless lives in the entire Northern Underworld would suffer heavy casualties.

As for why they didn't stop the fight?

Yaochi had her own reasons. Yaoji and Lu Ya were both from the Heavenly Court. Since the Ten Fiendish Treasures had already been revealed, she would take this opportunity to demonstrate the Heavenly Court's strength, make the powerful beings of the prehistoric world think twice, and intimidate all living beings.

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Under the relentless bombardment of the four Ten Fiend Spiritual Treasures, the Heluo Grand Formation was finally about to collapse.

Kunpeng's face turned pale, and a deep sense of despair welled up in his heart.

Although the Hetu and Luoshu are top-tier formations, they are ultimately inferior to the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Formation. The reason why the demon race devoted all their efforts to proving the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Formation was precisely because, while the Hetu and Luoshu Formation was powerful, it also had its limits.

With four quasi-saints attacking him simultaneously, he has already given his all to hold on this long.

He cannot fall into Lu Ya's hands.

Given his hatred for Lu Ya, his fate would be predictable if he were captured.

Kunpeng was also a decisive person. Without further hesitation, he activated the Heluo Grand Formation with all his might, unleashing a final burst of brilliant light that temporarily forced back the four spiritual treasures.

He seized the opportunity, flashed away from the formation, and transformed into a black shadow, heading straight for the bottom of the Northern Sea.

The moment it entered the water, the Kunpeng transformed into a giant Kun, its massive body rapidly diving into the sea. Its speed far surpassed that of its flight.

For him, the sea was his true home turf. Staying in the air would make him an easy target; only by diving into the deep sea could he find a glimmer of hope.

Lu Ya had been prepared for his escape.

With a thought, the Ten Fierce Kunpengs pursued closely behind. The instant they entered the water, the golden light on the wings of the pengs suddenly turned into a dark Kun shape, and the path of the sun instantly transformed into the path of the moon.

Between the shifts of Yin and Yang, the speed of the Kunpeng Spiritual Treasure surged, becoming even three points faster than the giant Kun fleeing in the sea.

When the Ten Fierce Kunpeng catches up with the Kunpeng, they launch a fierce attack, either by ramming, biting, or using magic.

The Kunpeng was beaten extremely badly, its scales and armor shattered, its flesh and blood flying everywhere, and its blood staining a large area of ​​the sea red.

But he gritted his teeth, neither retaliating nor turning back, and simply kept fleeing downwards.

Staying means certain death, while escaping offers a glimmer of hope.

Lu Ya pursued for a while, and the Ten Fierce Kunpeng beat Kunpeng badly. Lu Ya's resentment was also vented.

He pondered for a moment and then summoned back the Ten Ferocious Kunpengs.

Don't pursue a cornered enemy. Besides, he promised Goddess Nuwa not to kill Kunpeng; his main purpose was to retrieve the Hetu and Luoshu.

Lu Ya raised his hand and summoned the scattered Hetu and Luoshu scrolls into his grasp. The ancient scrolls and heavy books felt weighty in his hand, as if bearing witness to the rise and fall of an era.

He turned and flew back to Yao Ji's side, respectfully handing over the Hetu Luoshu with both hands.

"Your Highness, this is the Hetu Luoshu."

The goddess Nuwa had instructed that Fuxi's reincarnation would use the Hetu and Luoshu, and that he should retrieve them. However, if he lent them to Fuxi later, it was uncertain whether he could get them back. Therefore, Lu Ya did not want to hand them over to Nuwa directly.

Giving it to the Heavenly Court would be a different story. Even the Heavenly Emperor doesn't care about a primordial treasure like the Chaos Bell, let alone the Hetu and Luoshu?

Even if Fuxi wanted to use it in the future, the Heavenly Emperor would surely grant his request. Moreover, given the Heavenly Emperor's prestige, Fuxi would not dare not return it even if he borrowed it.

Furthermore, if the Hetu Luoshu were to be blessed by the Heavenly Emperor on the Zhou Tian Star Transformation Array, it would not fail to live up to the Emperor's reputation. As the Sun Star Lord, he would also be able to witness it frequently, which would be a consolation.

Yao Ji didn't think that much about it. She only knew that the Hetu Luoshu had an enhancing effect on the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array, and thought that Lu Ya wanted his brother to use this treasure to strengthen the array.

She accepted it with a smile, saying, "I will give this treasure to my brother when he returns. At that time, I will definitely ask him to bestow it upon the Star Lord."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ya was overjoyed—this was an unexpected delight.

He quickly cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I thank you!"

Yao Ji nodded, casually retrieved the Ten Fierce Spiritual Treasures, and transformed into a stream of light, returning to the Heavenly Court.

Lu Ya stood above the North Sea, gazing down at the deep, dark surface. The Kunpeng had long since vanished without a trace, leaving behind only a desolate sea.

He curled his lips into a smile, snorted coldly, and then transformed into a golden rainbow, disappearing into the horizon.