Chapter 513: Eight Trigrams (4K)

Zhang Jian stared at this gaze, his expression slightly stunned for a moment.

In the blink of an eye, however, he saw Fuxi Tianhuang's eyes were calm, and he withdrew his gaze; instead, he continued to focus his attention on the innate Bagua diagram before him.

At this moment, the innate Bagua diagram had already been completed.

Around Fuxi Tianhuang's body, it seemed as if boundless heavenly and earthly power was driving him, merging into his hundreds of apertures, transforming his foundation.

The innate Bagua was not merely a means to mobilize eight special powers, positioning the trigrams in spacetime; it also drew upon the power of eight special Dao qi from heaven and earth, forming a special Dao fruit, almost instantly crossing the stages of Dao fruit achievement, rushing directly toward the Great Perfection of the Dao fruit.

Even in the depths of Zhang Jian's eyes, the process of this perfected Dao fruit caused a slight stagnation.

This was simply too astonishing.

From a mere mortal ruler who barely understood techniques, he directly attained enlightenment and achieved the Dao fruit, stepping into the Taiyi realm in one stride.

Zhang Jian had never seen such a scene before.

Zhang Jian also saw from this the method to perfect his own Earth Emperor Dao qi.

His Earth Emperor Dao fruit took the authority of the State and Ancestry Emperor and the Reincarnation Emperor Emperor as its main trunk; naturally, it needed to condense the power of two Dao qi into the Yin and Yang of the earth.

Meanwhile, other immortal arts were the branches and leaves, and naturally should condense various Dao qi to cooperate with the Mountains, Rivers, and State Diagram, forming a beneficial medicine that harmonizes ruler and minister, thus aiding him in achieving the Taiyi Celestial Immortal realm.

This thought arose, and deep in his Dao heart, he still could not help but stir with a ripple.

He knew that from the Taiyi True Numbers to the Taiyi Celestial Immortal, he would encounter no further obstacles.

Whether it was the method of condensing Dao qi, or harmonizing various Dao qi, the secret arts of nourishing the Dao fruit—by the time that Taiji Divine Diagram appeared, he had fully comprehended them.

After thinking, Zhang Jian immediately clasped his hands and said.

"Disciple Zhang Jian thanks the Tianhuang Emperor for bestowing the Dharma!"

Yet he saw that on the banks of the Wei River, after Fuxi Tianhuang had written the innate Bagua, his eyes revealed a hint of a smile; thereafter, he selected the wise from Wanqiu City and began teaching them how to contemplate the innate Bagua, using its power to calculate the connections between all things in heaven and earth, while simultaneously contemplating the great Dao of heaven and earth.

Zhang Jian mingled among them.

His eyes gave forth strands of divine light, and within his body, the Imperial Purple Qi at this moment involuntarily merged into the authority of the State and Ancestry Emperor, that is, into his Earth Emperor Dao fruit.

Yet his eyes remained fixed upon the innate Bagua above.

In others' eyes, the innate Bagua could only measure the positions of heaven and earth; but in his eyes, it perfectly harmonized the many great Dao laws and forces between heaven and earth, even though they were eight opposing forces, they could still merge into one within that Taiji Divine Diagram.

This enlightenment was of immense significance to him.

Within his Mountains, Rivers, and State Diagram, at this moment, the powers of many immortal arts, upon being inscribed with the innate Bagua immortal art, like rivers flowing into the sea, formed a mighty momentum.

However, seeing that the two main trunks within his body and part of the immortal art meridians had not yet advanced to the fifth stage, he restrained this momentum of advancement.

Only then did one see layers upon layers of Dao qi appearing around his body, forming a special Earth Emperor Bagua, slightly trembling, and in an instant evolving into the power of the Mountains, Rivers, and State Diagram, as if myriad Dao laws converged upon a Dao fruit deep within his glabella.

In the various Bagua directions, strands of Dao qi were rapidly condensing and perfecting.

The Earth Emperor Dao fruit absorbed the characteristics of myriad Dao laws, making the imperial aura even more evident.

Strands of cloud-light condensed at the back of Zhang Jian's head, gradually forming a drifting Taiyi Qingyun; within the Qingyun, it seemed as if boundless heavenly and earthly Dao laws were being transformed, nearly akin to the thought of heaven, causing one to sink into contemplation.

That Fuxi Tianhuang also seemed to see the Mountains, Rivers, and State Diagram appearing around Zhang Jian's body; a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes, and only after a moment did he withdraw his gaze.

The imprint of historical time and space did not end because Fuxi, by achieving the Dao fruit through the innate Bagua, had attained the great Dao.

That innate Bagua marked the beginning of the flourishing of human cultivation.

From then on, more and more primitive humans had the first orthodox system for observing heaven and earth, and evolved into ever more systems.

The primitive humans also gradually gained the ability to resist ferocious beasts, even to crush them, and to contend with evil gods.

In the subsequent years, when the Fuxi clan reached middle age, they again established a complete calendar according to the innate Bagua, simultaneously deducing the method of using the heavenly stems and earthly branches, selecting twelve kinds of fierce beasts, and bestowing upon the primitive humans corresponding fate-protecting deities.

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And while Zhang Jian was immersed in this special time and space of the Tianhuang's enlightenment, outside the second layer of the Fire Cloud Wall before the Fire Cloud Grotto-Heaven, a special sovereign similarly arrived.

He was a human sovereign wearing armor, with countless halos circling his body.

This human sovereign's starry river attire also appeared as if he had entered the Fire Cloud Grotto-Heaven as the leader of the extraterritorial starry river human race.

At this moment, he held in his hand a vast divine sword.

The divine sword's power was boundless, yet facing those rows of fan-shaped sword qi, it seemed somewhat inadequate.

Hongyun stood firm in the void, seeing this Yuanhai Emperor mobilize his body's Imperial Purple Qi to resist the sword qi of the Xuanyuan Sword above his head, and he slightly shook his head.

This Yuanhai Emperor could also be considered an outstanding person from beyond the realm, able to withstand the three sword qi of the ancient divine weapon Xuanyuan Sword.

But his cultivation was still considerably inferior to that of the previous one.

Peak Taiyi Immortal, after all, is not a True Taiyi Immortal.

And his accumulation was even further lacking.

Most of what he commanded were third-stage immortal arts, and part of fourth-stage immortal arts.

Even if the ancient divine weapon Xuanyuan Sword suppressed its power to the Taiyi realm, it would still be handled with ease.

Of course, this was not because this Yuanhai Emperor was too weak.

On the contrary, being able to command so many fourth-stage immortal arts and such powerful fourth-stage immortal techniques at the Taiyi Immortal realm was already quite extraordinary.

But compared to the previous one, the two still had a great disparity.

"To pass the checkpoint is probably difficult!"

Hongyun secretly shook his head.

Being able to drink three bowls of Jade Liquid here was already the limit; as for still wanting to gain additional extra time, there was basically no chance.

And to want to pass through the second Fire Cloud Wall by creating a fifth-stage immortal art, there was no hope at all.

"Truly hateful!"

Gripping a black-gold great sword in his hand, the sword body entirely black-gold with sword qi flowing, the Yuanhai Emperor's brows were tightly furrowed.

The might of this ancient divine weapon truly made him despair; its technique was as if nearly Dao-like, no matter what sword technique he used to deal with it, it could be broken in an instant.

The Yuanhai Emperor could also be considered one of firm and resilient mind and spirit, but after many times, he inevitably still felt pressure.

After thinking, gazing at that golden sword qi above his head, he prepared to first contemplate here for a period of time, then later come again to challenge.

But just then, the red clouds in the void suddenly turned toward the direction of the Heavenly Emperor's former residence, and a flicker of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"Found it so quickly?"

With a step, his form vanished from the void, and upon reappearing, he stood before two vast boundary rivers.

The two boundary rivers resembled river boundaries on a chessboard.

Red Cloud gazed into the depths of the void, where a colossal hand reached into one of the historical rivers, and with a wave, hauled out a golden, shimmering fishing net.

It was a fishing net woven from grass ropes, its mesh large, yet it exuded the mighty power of a heavenly net and earthly trap—inescapable.

This was an 'old item' once used by Fuxi!

This old item had been swept by the power of the historical river deep into the spatiotemporal imprint.

Searching for a 'fishing net' from the depths of such a vast historical river is no less difficult than finding a needle in the ocean.

To extract them, one tests their eyesight, their insight into the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and their wisdom.

This ancient sage sovereign undoubtedly possesses such ability.

However, the other party is an innate deity who has attained the Dao.

The innate primordial spirit's awareness far surpasses that of same-rank immortal gods; finding an 'old item' is no surprise to Red Cloud.

The greater difficulty lies in obtaining more 'old items' from within, even the ultimate reward therein.

Within the third wall of fire clouds, four tokens were similarly hidden.

Three hundred and eighty, plus one representing a three-thousand-year limit.

Finding these 'dead items' is somewhat difficult, but nothing compared to the final 'living item'!

A hint of a smile appeared in Red Cloud's eyes.

But in the depths of the void, moments later, a phantom of the innate Eight Trigrams emerged, its entire form a three-dimensional sphere, with the taiji yin-yang flowing within, expounding the profound mysteries of the Heaven and Earth Great Dao.

The innate Eight Trigrams enveloped the historical river above, and the invisible force perfectly merged into the depths of this historical river.

In an instant, several divine lights were forced out from within.

These items were myriad and strange.

Among them were a pottery jar for firing, a sundial, hemp rope, a red embroidered ball, a phoenix crown, a longevity lock, zodiac jade, and Eight Trigrams stones.

Together with the fishing net Zhang Jian first hauled out, there were nine in total.

Each emitted a glow of merit-gold light, within which a grand divine rhythm flowed forth.

These are merit-immortal treasures!

"Clever!"

Gazing at this scene, the Red Cloud Daoist could not help but sigh in admiration.

The solution to breaking through this level is hidden within the marvelous method of the innate Eight Trigrams.

The innate Eight Trigrams can level various forces between heaven and earth; naturally, it can also cause the originally balanced heaven and earth to fall into complete imbalance, and by this means, it can sort through the myriad Heaven and Earth Great Dao principles deep within that historical river, extracting the 'discordant' elements.

No matter how well hidden Fuxi's 'old items' are, they are ultimately physical objects.

Between the real and the illusory, there must be a difference.

At the same time, they are dead objects, incapable of changing their own abilities!

Red Cloud's expression turned solemn.

To speak frankly, even as the great steward of the Fire Cloud Grotto-Heaven, he might not necessarily be able to find all 'old items' in such a short time!

The other party's perceptiveness is truly astonishing.

His gaze also fell upon the turning innate Eight Trigrams.

At this moment, the power manifested by the manifested innate Eight Trigrams is comparable to a fifth-rank immortal method.

However, relying solely on this level of profundity in the innate Eight Trigrams, one cannot find the final two 'old items'!

A hint of an unusual color appeared in Red Cloud's eyes.

His gaze fell upon the nine items.

Finding all nine old items is equivalent to the opponent obtaining three complete eight-hundred-year limit tokens.

As for whether one can obtain the final hidden token of three thousand years of time, it requires more opportunity.

Deep within the innate Eight Trigrams, at this moment, having hauled out the nine 'old items', Zhang Jian gazed at the nine merit-immortal treasures flashing before his eyes, a hint of astonishment in his eyes.

Such merit-immortal treasures, he had 'never seen' before.

If the intense merit-gold light contained within could be refined, it would undoubtedly be the supreme treasure for body protection and demon refinement.

Its power is great, seemingly able to suppress murderous qi, external demons, and other evil influences.

Such a treasure—how could it fail to be beloved!

In an instant, Zhang Jian's gaze fell upon the shimmering historical river before him.

His eyes sank in thought; although he had hauled out the nine 'old items', he still felt that deep within the historical river, traces of other objects remained.

When he had hauled them out earlier, he clearly felt them shift position.

A fleeting moment.

Movable objects!

This sparked many speculations in Zhang Jian's heart.

At this moment, he looked at his hand; he had separately found three time-limit tokens from among the nine old items.

The three time-limit tokens were all of eight-hundred-year duration.

According to the earlier rules, Zhang Jian knew, there must necessarily be another three-thousand-year time-limit token within.

"Cannot miss it!"

Zhang Jian silently thought.

However, in his Earth Emperor Eight Trigrams sense, those two objects seemed to constantly wander, and moreover possessed great wisdom and extreme cunning.

Relying solely on the Earth Emperor's Eight Trigrams of the fourth-tier immortal technique, there is still some strength that has not yet been reached.

At that moment, Zhang Jian was not in a hurry either; he fixed his gaze on the Eight Trigrams stone in his hand and began to complete the rudimentary Earth Emperor's Eight Trigrams secret method on the spot.

This time, he spent even more time.

Six hundred years later, deep in the void, Zhang Jian's aura suddenly surged, layers of divine light flowing from his entire body, instantly transforming into a purple-yellow Eight Trigrams vortex that spun open, directly scattering into this vast heaven and earth, while simultaneously enveloping the surrounding River of Time.

Nine-colored divine light emerged from the periphery.

This was the first time Zhang Jian had displayed the Mountain River State Diagram within the Fire Cloud Grotto-Heaven.

The nine-colored light enveloped everything, obscuring heaven and earth.

The red clouds deep in the void were swept up by this nine-colored divine light, and they too felt a sudden chill in their hearts.

At this moment, he actually felt that his connection with the Fire Cloud Grotto-Heaven had been instantly severed, and his form fell into a completely unknown universe.

At this time, the sound of dragon roars and horse neighs came from deep within the void, accompanied by angry curses.

"Release this king, you bastard!"

Yet, as the nine-colored divine light swept past, beneath a vast river of time and space, two 'petite and delicate' figures were suddenly seized by the nine-colored divine light and pulled out.

As they flew into the void, they instantly transformed into two divine beasts of unparalleled magnificence.

One was a dragon horse, the other a jade tortoise!

The two beings radiated a majestic aura, with merit and virtue golden light flowing around their bodies, but at this moment they were seized by a nine-colored giant hand; the jade tortoise was still tolerable, but the dragon horse's temperament was far from pleasant, its discontent nearly breaking through the heavens.

"Red Cloud, quickly release this king's Dao cultivation seal; if not for this king being sealed in cultivation, divine body, how could I endure such humiliation!"

The dragon-scaled heavenly horse continued to curse.

Zhang Jian's expression softened slightly into a smile, and he said.

"Then I would ask the senior to do me a favor and hand over the token to this junior?"

Upon hearing this, the dragon horse's eyes rolled, it let out a loud snort through its nose, and coldly hummed.

"You must apologize to this king, or else you will never obtain the token!"

A strange flicker appeared at the corner of Zhang Jian's mouth; a layer of five-colored divine light intertwined around his body, and in an instant, he brushed an object from the dragon horse's body.

It was precisely a token with a three-thousand-year limit; he casually set down the dragon horse in his hand, and with a wave, another nine 'old objects' flew toward a distant stone platform.

At the same moment, his form transformed into a streak of flowing light that vanished into the stone platform, after which the spacetime passage opened.

At this time, he was only one last Fire Cloud Wall away from the core layer!

In place, the dragon horse plummeted from high altitude, nearly turning into minced meat, and instantly enraged, it leapt up and thundered, cursing loudly on the spot.

"Bastard, this king remembers you; this king will never let you off easily, you bastard!"

The jade tortoise slowly descended from the void, gazing calmly at this scene, yet it had long grown accustomed to the dragon horse's sharp tongue.

Just then, the two beasts suddenly stiffened, turned their heads abruptly, and looked behind.

Red Cloud also descended from the cloud head, only to see several figures appear out of nowhere in the void; leading them was a majestic sovereign with the appearance of a victorious dragon, wearing a blue imperial robe, long hair hanging over his shoulders, and a faint smile appearing in his pupils.

"Your Majesty, the Holy Emperor!"

Seeing this, even the sharp-tongued dragon horse hastily performed a salute.

This was none other than the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi.

Standing beside the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi were the Three Ancestors of the Human Race!