Chapter 233

The violent dragon's roar echoed through Haojing City, one after another, as many cultivators sensed the oppressive pressure from the erupting dragon-tiger aura, their faces changing in alarm.

The fury of the Great Qian Dynasty's national fortune black dragon could be felt by cultivators throughout Haojing City, and even by deities.

That sight was truly terrifying!

Yuan Geng's gaze was doubtful.

At this moment, he activated a secret technique to communicate with the raging national fortune black dragon, using a primordial spirit secret method to soothe it, sensing the message flowing from the dragon soul; after a moment, his expression darkened.

"Threat?"

Yuan Geng tightly furrowed his brows; the Great Qian Dynasty's national fortune black dragon was so violent precisely because it had sensed a threat just now!

Something had emerged just now, making it feel extremely uneasy.

Things capable of threatening the Great Qian Dynasty's national fortune black dragon are limited.

The most likely possibility is the appearance of a reverse dragon.

A hidden dragon that has risen to prominence, enough to threaten the Great Qian Dynasty's national fortune.

Yuan Geng's heart sank slightly, while doubts lingered in his mind.

The dragon veins' energy leaking out—those dragon energies flying forth—even if they were to threaten Great Qian, should require a period of growth first.

Most likely, ten years from now.

At that time, the lower yuan fortune will shift from white to purple, one fortune will end, and a new one will arise.

The hidden dragon turning against the king may emerge at that juncture.

Not now.

"Troubled autumn!"

Yuan Geng did not immediately inform Chaomu, knowing Chaomu would certainly not stay still upon hearing this.

But identifying a specific target for such a matter is nearly impossible; the only thing we can do is to prepare preventive measures as best as possible.

Most importantly, we must ensure the completion of everyone's plans.

……

In the Dongshen Observatory, on the observatory platform, Huanghe Daoist, who had just returned to the capital, gazed into the distant void, seeing the national fortune black dragon in the depths of the void restlessly roaring.

He stood with hands clasped, watching this scene, his eyes merely flickering slightly.

"It seems I too must make more preparations!"

He thought to himself.

He sensed the atmosphere of an impending storm.

Since Dongling was struck by lightning and the dragon veins damaged, Great Qian has been emanating a strange qi mechanism, very much like the scene he remembered from the end of Shu Kingdom.

At that time, he had not yet achieved primordial spirit, merely being a Yin Spirit Venerable.

He had personally witnessed the scene of heaven and earth collapsing.

Now Great Qian similarly suffers national fortune decline; as a primordial spirit true person nurtured in the Dongshen Observatory, they are too deeply entangled with Great Qian to escape.

"Finally, having carried out a great purge, clearing everything, only then can we reclaim the mountains and rivers!"

He clasped his hands behind his back, his form transforming into a stream of light that vanished from the observatory platform.

Demon-Suppressing Pagoda

On the tenth level of the pagoda, the Magic Buddha Jia Ye wore a red kasaya, his visage refined, black hair flowing over his shoulders, his eyes gazing into the deep void, as if also hearing the angry howl of Great Qian's national fortune black dragon.

He knew the time of emergence was fast approaching.

"Magnanimous righteousness..."

A flicker of scorching firelight appeared in the depths of his eyes.

The Magic Buddha Jia Ye rarely suffers setbacks, but each time he does, he must inevitably regain face and reestablish victory or defeat.

"I just don't know what the Yin Yang and that mad old Daoist are thinking, actually holding back until now!"

Magic Buddha Jia Ye felt strange in his heart; unlike the demon kings above the tenth level, the demons below the tenth level are those sealed within, while the three of them are different—they mostly use this place for cultivation or to avoid calamity.

Otherwise, with their abilities, if they went out, it would not necessarily be difficult.

He is using the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda to achieve the Magic Buddha's unification, and also to evade the pursuit of high monks from Ling Mountain Temple.

……

Edge of Southern Mountain

Zhang Jian's form paused as a wisp of clear wind, countless purple clouds drifting around him, faintly on the horizon a crimson haze appeared, within which a red sun emerged, a red dragon's shadow enveloping Zhang Jian's entire body.

This is the phenomenon of the red sun hanging in the world, the red dragon dedicating itself—the heavenly omen of a son of heaven!

At this moment, a small cauldron condensed on his head, from which a tremendous divine power flowed forth.

It was a bronze-colored small cauldron, its entire body flowing with orange flame light, like molten red copper cast, within which mountains, rivers, and terrains manifested, and even more, sun, moon, and stars hidden inside the cauldron.

After integrating that point of dragon soul spirituality, it emitted a tremendous extraordinary power, the dragon shadow manifesting within the cauldron!

The small cauldron's fate contained within seemed to hold a transcendent radiance; when this radiance emerged, it could delay fortune and suppress all magical power and souls.

This is when fate becomes strong enough to begin interfering with reality.

Zhang Jian also gained some understanding at this moment.

Why some sons of heaven have hundreds of gods attending them—not merely due to the gods' duties, but by following the son of heaven one can obtain a share of fortune, and thus observe the turning of the Great Dao, the turning of rules.

Questioning the Cauldron Mountains and Rivers Fate's substantive transformation.

Zhang Jian felt it resembled the divine offices heard of in mythological legends, or some special status, possessing a portion of extraordinary power.

If he were merely a mortal, he might not be able to wield it.

But as a cultivator, especially one holding a treasure record capable of containing extraordinary fate—this profound art—he could clearly sense the substantive benefits brought by fate's transformation.

As he focused his mind, this red cauldron's fate merged into the depths of his Yin Spirit.

His Yin Spirit seemed to glow throughout with a thread of intense purple light; in his eyes, the Great Dao of heaven and earth became ever clearer.

He seemed to have become an observer of the great Dao of heaven and earth.

He could perceive the operation of the great Dao, the operation of rules.

"This might be the perspective of a Primordial Spirit True Person?"

Zhang Jian's yin spirit consciousness operated, a hint of astonishment flickering in his eyes, yet he felt maintaining this perspective required consuming a vast amount of yin spirit consciousness, so he quickly withdrew his gaze.

"To hear the Dao in the morning, one can die content in the evening! Nothing more than this!"

At this moment, Zhang Jian could not help but let out a soft sigh.

"Ah Yu, congratulations, your Primordial Spirit Dao foundation is complete!"

At this moment, the voice of the Slay Demon True Lord came faintly from the void.

Seeing this, Zhang Jian solemnly composed his expression and bowed reverently toward the void.

Had it not been for the guidance of the Slay Demon True Lord, he would have truly missed this great fortune in vain.

In the depths of the void, the Slay Demon True Lord's light laughter followed, yet he did not stop it.

After a moment, he simply asked: "Into which destiny pattern did you fuse the dragon soul?"

"It is Asking the Mountains and Rivers!"

A smile appeared in Zhang Jian's eyes.

Immediately, he pondered slightly, then after a moment said: "But now it should be called the Cauldron Suppressing Heaven and Earth Destiny Pattern!"

This Son of Heaven destiny pattern clearly does not belong to the nine common Son of Heaven destiny patterns mentioned by the Slay Demon True Lord.

Yet its power is indeed not weak.

Asking the Mountains and Rivers transformed into Cauldron Suppressing Heaven and Earth.

Upon hearing this, the Slay Demon True Lord's pupils flickered; this name was indeed very fitting for the essence of this newly born Son of Heaven destiny pattern.

She could also see that this destiny pattern differed from ordinary Son of Heaven destiny patterns, its power entirely focused on the two characters 'suppress and stabilize,' capable of suppressing fortune, restraining, and diminishing the might of various arts; combined with Zhang Jian's entire body of Dao methods, it was truly complementary.

With the aid of this destiny pattern, Zhang Jian had gradually formed his own Dao system.

This point is truly most precious.

At this moment, Zhang Jian's expression stirred slightly.

In an instant, Zhang Jian sensed someone calling nearby.

"Qinglian Heavenly Venerable!"

Deep within his soul, Zhang Jian felt the eye of the divine person deep within the Purifying Soul Qinglian tremble; his divine thought stirred, and his yin spirit transformed into a stream of light that entered the Qinglian Heavenly Venerable's divine body.

In an instant, he was clad in a layer of azure ceremonial robes, imperial aura emanating from his entire being, resembling a venerable who governs the netherworld and saves souls.

His form transformed into a stream of light, and in an instant he fled toward the vicinity of Southern Mountain.