Chapter 240: The Embryonic Form of the Heavenly Dao Will

"Huh! This Yuanfeng phantom is still here?" Looking up at the sky, Tian Yuan revealed a look of surprise.

He had originally thought that once Yuanfeng regained consciousness, this projection would surely disappear.

He did not expect it to still be floating in the magma, only that compared to before, it was no longer pitch-black.

Its vibrant feathers, gorgeous and colorful wings, and the flames burning on its body were also crimson and bright, with its entire being radiating a sacred aura.

Compared to earlier, it had changed inside and out, truly as if it had undergone a Rebirth from Fire.

Only the surrounding magma remained pitch-black, appearing to still be mixed with mottled energy.

However, Tian Yuan was not worried; as long as Yuanfeng recovered, coupled with the conversion of the Fusang Wood, they would all turn into normal flames.

Above the Yuanfeng phantom, a towering giant tree stood tall, blocking the sky and sun, covering a large area.

In just this short time, the Fusang Wood had expanded significantly.

At this moment, its massive form had completely surpassed the Undying Volcano, and it was still rapidly growing laterally.

Especially on the branches to the north and south of the Fusang Wood, several thick trunks had extended, all radiating the aura of Earth Veins; these were newly derived Branch Veins.

"It seems that before long, this Main Vein in the south will be completely restored." Tian Yuan's expression was joyful, and he could not help but feel a burst of excitement.

He could clearly feel energy continuously surging into the body of the Fusang Wood from the ground and beneath his feet.

Compared to the Earth Veins in the east and north, the south was actually the simplest; it only required the Fusang Wood.

The only thing that puzzled Tian Yuan was that currently, only one Main Vein was visible in the south, which was the one lying beneath the Undying Volcano.

In other places, he had not yet sensed the aura of a Main Vein.

The Northern Land had one Main Vein and one hundred and eight affiliated Branch Veins; how many Main Veins the south specifically had, Tian Yuan did not yet know.

However, these were not important; as long as the one beneath the Undying Volcano fully recovered, there would surely be a reaction then.

Repairing Earth Veins was not an easy job; it had to be done one Main Vein at a time.

Once this Main Vein was completely restored, perhaps other Main Veins would be born.

At the moment, the absorption of energy by the Fusang Wood was maintained in a circular, balanced state; the sense of expansion and explosiveness from the beginning was gone.

And the carefully observing Tian Yuan discovered that with the evolution of the many Branch Veins, a faint, inexplicable, and mysterious aura was dissipating from the Fusang Wood.

This aura and fluctuation were very familiar to Tian Yuan; it was similar to the fluctuations of Humanity and also resembled the Earthly Dao.

He sensed it carefully, and a smile unconsciously lifted the corners of his mouth.

Heavenly Dao Will!

That the Heavenly Dao Will might be born on the Fusang Wood, which had begun to evolve the southern Earth Veins, was completely beyond Tian Yuan's expectations.

Surprises always came so unexpectedly; as Mount Buzhou, he would absolutely not feel it wrong.

He had originally pinned the revival of the Heavenly Dao Will on Di Jun and Taiyi, but who would have thought that this Fusang Wood he had picked up casually would bring an extra surprise.

Not only did it evolve the southern Earth Veins, but it actually also revived the Heavenly Dao Will.

The Fusang Wood was born on the Sun Star, and Di Jun and Taiyi were also nurtured upon it, so it was justifiable.

His figure swept past the lush Fusang Wood; the rolling energy in the Undying Volcano contracted, and as he had expected, the flames of the Southern Land had largely disappeared.

Although scorching magma still flowed within the earth, at least on the surface, only the Undying Volcano was still burning with flames.

Back then, letting the ten Little Golden Crows and the Demon Court eliminate them for so many years had yielded very little effect.

The Fusang Wood had merely shaken its branches to swallow all the flames on the ground, and it had also stabilized the energy erupting from Yuanfeng.

Judging from the scene before him, these Supreme Innate Spiritual Roots were far more extraordinary than he had imagined.

In the Original Work, when the Witch-Demon Calamity erupted, Di Jun, fearing for the safety of the ten Little Golden Crows, moved the Fusang Wood from the Sun Star to the East Sea.

Ten suns crossed the sky, the Witch-Demon War erupted, and afterwards, there was no more information about the Fusang Wood.

Tian Yuan guessed in his heart that in all likelihood, with the end of the Demon Court, it had also turned into a Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure in someone else's hands.

Unlike the Flat Peach or Huangzhong Plum, which could bear spiritual fruits, it was inevitable that it would turn into a spiritual treasure like the Bitter Bamboo or Banana Tree.

Evolving Earth Veins and having the Heavenly Dao Will born—Tian Yuan did not know what kind of living being the Fusang Wood would eventually turn into.

However, since the Fusang Wood was so extraordinary, the remaining Bitter Bamboo, Banana Tree, and others might also be of great significance.

Within them, there might very well be more hidden functions, just waiting for him to discover.

Thinking this, Tian Yuan's figure had already escaped the Undying Volcano.

Glancing at Baize and the others gathered below, Tian Yuan leaped and sped toward the Eastern Land.

Ever since the east became completely suitable for living beings to survive, he had rarely paid attention to those few Supreme Innate Spiritual Roots.

Usually, it was Huluwa who communicated with them; recently, Huluwa had been attempting to break through to Hunyuan, so naturally, he had not mentioned them to him, and Tian Yuan did not know the state of these Spiritual Roots now.

Ignoring the Demon Court members outside the Undying Volcano, Tian Yuan's figure disappeared into the air.

"Stone Man! It's that Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain!"

"Tian... Tian Yuan?"

"Where is Father? Why can't we see Father's figure?"

Tian Yuan did not hide his figure, so the crowd outside the mountain naturally saw him at the first moment, and everyone immediately whispered in surprise.

The ten Little Golden Crows stared blankly at the distant Undying Volcano, their faces filled with anxiety.

At first, they thought it was their father absorbing the Undying Volcano's flames to cultivate, but with the appearance of the fire stone man earlier, they knew their guess was wrong.

In all likelihood, it was not their father eliminating the flames, but that hateful stone man.

Now seeing Tian Yuan appear so brazenly, it naturally confirmed their suspicions even more.

It was just that now the flames of the Southern Land were eliminated, and Tian Yuan had appeared, yet their father's figure was nowhere to be seen.

The ten Little Golden Crows were anxious, and Changxi and Xihe on the side also revealed worried expressions.

Although Di Jun Proving the Dao to Hunyuan and becoming a Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal made them happy, the two of them were now even more aware of Tian Yuan's power.

"Baize?" Changxi turned her head to look at Baize on the side.

Recently, she had occasionally noticed Baize disappearing; perhaps it was related to Tian Yuan, or perhaps it was because of the Demon Emperor.

Baize naturally understood the meaning behind Changxi's words and nodded gently.

Terrifying flames were still burning atop the Undying Volcano, and they dared not venture forth rashly; now, they could only go to ask Tian Yuan.

Having said this, Baize did not linger, leaping up and fleeing toward the Eastern Land.

The crowd around them saw this and merely glanced once, their gazes remaining fixed on the Undying Volcano.

Regardless of whether the flames of the Southern Land had been absorbed by Di Jun, the appearance of Tian Yuan now had shattered the last shred of hope in their hearts.

No matter how much the Demon Emperor broke through, he could not shake this Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain.

At this moment, inside the Undying Volcano, Di Jun and Wangshu had already returned to the base of the Fusang Wood.

Looking at the Supreme Innate Spiritual Root within arm's reach, the two could not hide the shock on their faces.

Whether it was Di Jun or Wangshu, neither had seen the Fusang Wood only once.

The original Fusang Wood had been scorching and sacred, radiating a noble aura, but now it appeared heavy and mysterious, with an inexplicable energy leaking out, as if it had stood in the long river of time for a long time, existing since eternity.

After examining it carefully for a few moments, Wangshu asked in a low voice: "Demon Emperor, this fluctuation?" The incomparably massive Fusang Wood before them revealed a Dao Rhyme that even she found difficult to grasp.

Although she could not compare to Tian Yuan, she was, after all, a Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal, yet she could not even sense through the aura of the Fusang Wood.

More crucially, this inexplicable aura gave her a faint urge to look up in reverence.

Di Jun shook his head; he naturally sensed the fluctuation Wangshu spoke of. It was just that it was so faint and elusive that he truly could not know the specifics.

He attempted to communicate with the Fusang Wood but received no response.

"The Fusang Wood is no longer the Fusang Wood of the past; let us go!" Di Jun said with a soft sigh, flying upward.

The Fusang Wood was not only a Supreme Innate Spiritual Root, but it also represented them, the Three-Legged Golden Crows.

Tian Yuan had captured the members of the Demon Court, causing the Demon Court's fortune to shatter; now that even the Fusang Wood had submitted to Tian Yuan's command, what else did he have to fight with?

His life's work and his heart's blood had all gone down the drain.

Yet, during this trip to the Undying Volcano, he could not even muster the thought of resisting Tian Yuan.

Seeing the dejected expression on Di Jun, Wangshu did not know what to say.

She knew Di Jun's personality and understood his feelings, but regarding the current outcome of the Demon Court, she was actually very satisfied in her heart.

If not for Tian Yuan's intervention, who knew what the Witch and Demon Clans would have eventually become.

She could not concern herself with the life or death of Di Jun and Taiyi, but Wangshu was still somewhat worried about the safety of Changxi and Xihe.

Especially after witnessing the situation of Yuanfeng, Wangshu felt very grateful to Tian Yuan in her heart.

Without Tian Yuan, how many living beings in the Primordial World would have perished; perhaps in the end, even she would not have been able to stay out of it.

Taking one last look back at the Fusang Wood, the two fled the Undying Volcano one after the other.

The air outside was still scorching hot, but the flames had all faded, leaving only the pitch-black Undying Volcano with flickering embers.

Through the black flames rising all around, the two saw the members of the Demon Court in the distance.

They were looking around anxiously, their gazes occasionally turning toward the Undying Volcano.

The two did not hide their figures, so they were naturally spotted by Changxi and the others at the first moment.

"Father! It's Father coming out!"

"Lord Demon Emperor! We pay our respects to Lord Demon Emperor!"

"Greetings, Brother Demon Emperor."

Seeing the two approaching, Changxi and the others all wore joyful expressions, each of them looking excited.

Only Di Jun's expression appeared somewhat awkward. He opened his mouth but did not know how to speak.

He had been domineering his whole life, looking down upon heaven and earth, ruling over the billions of stars in the Primordial World; when had he ever been weak?

Only before that stone man did he feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

The ten Little Golden Crows were captured, Changxi and Xihe were taken, all the Demon Gods and Demon Saints of the Demon Court were wiped out in one go, and in the end, even he himself was suppressed.

After suppressing him for tens of thousands of years, Tian Yuan released him casually without saying a single word.

This silent language made Di Jun feel the gap between himself and Tian Yuan even more.

That detestable stone man was not only powerful in his Dao practice but also extraordinary in his temperament.

Having suffered such great losses and lost face, Di Jun could not muster much hatred in his heart; there was only a thick sense of unwillingness.

Meeting the excited and enthusiastic gazes of the crowd, Di Jun sighed in his heart and spoke softly: "The flames of the Southern Land have been removed; you may all return to the Primordial World when the time comes."

One must face what one must face, and he was not a person who liked to escape.

Only by overcoming this hurdle in his own heart could he go further and have a chance to regain the face he had lost.

As he spoke, Di Jun's gaze turned toward the ten Little Golden Crows.

He saw clearly that the gazes of the ten Little Golden Crows had changed from excitement to astonishment, and finally into a trace of bewilderment.

It was indeed as he had thought; Tian Yuan had not used any strange methods to forcibly convert them.

Patting the heads of the Little Golden Crows, Di Jun said gently: "The Undying Volcano is extraordinary; you shall all cultivate in seclusion here from now on, and do not be lazy."

Although the Sun Star in the Primordial Starry Sky was not simple, the Fusang Wood that had obtained great fortune was even more mysterious. Especially that inexplicable Dao Rhyme, which even he could not see through.

Leaving the ten Little Golden Crows here to cultivate in seclusion would definitely yield rewards far exceeding those of the Primordial World.

Before long, the ten Little Golden Crows had all stepped into the Golden Immortal realm. And with the pressure of Tian Yuan, he believed they would cultivate even harder.

"Father, that detestable..." one Little Golden Crow was unconvinced and called out loudly.

But upon meeting Di Jun's scorching eyes, it stopped speaking instantly.

The remaining Little Golden Crows who wanted to speak also lowered their heads one by one.

Although he had repeatedly suffered losses at the hands of Tian Yuan, Di Jun was still the Three-Legged Golden Crow of the Sun Star who bore the Nine-Nine Supreme Fate; he had merely reined in the arrogance that looked down upon heaven and earth and dominated the Primordial World.

This was the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space, and if the Fusang Wood could have such heaven-defying fortune, perhaps they also had opportunities.

He also had no intention of leaving this place; he had to properly explore this space.

The ten Little Golden Crows seemed to understand something and began to lift their heads one by one, their eyes filled with determination.

The remaining members of the Demon Race, however, mostly lowered their heads, their expressions appearing somewhat dejected.

The entire Demon Court had been uprooted, and even the Fusang Wood had been moved here by the Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain, yet the Demon Emperor had shown no reaction.

Their spirits were low, and they were even somewhat dazed, feeling that their surroundings were unreal.

Glancing over the crowd, Di Jun did not say anything, instead raising his head to look toward the firmament.

Last time, because of the anomaly at the Undying Volcano, he had departed in a hurry, but now he intended to properly explore this mysterious Starry Sky once more.

The Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain was indeed powerful, but in the vast Primordial World, he was not the only one.

Even if he were weaker than Tian Yuan, he would still be stronger than any other living being!

Shifting his gaze slightly, a figure came flying from the distant sky; it was none other than the departed Baize.

Landing with a leap, Baize hurriedly cupped his hands and bowed respectfully: "Lord Demon Emperor, greetings to Fairy Wangshu!"

Although he knew of Di Jun's situation of being in the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space, Baize's respect for Di Jun did not diminish in the slightest.

It was not that the Demon Emperor was not powerful or domineering enough, but rather that the Stone Man was simply too monstrous.

Observing Baize's expression, Di Jun nodded slightly; he was still very fond of this Demon Saint.

Di Jun understood in his heart from the earlier conversation that Baize had not revealed the matter of him being suppressed beneath Buzhou Mountain, which could be considered as leaving him a final shred of dignity.

"You have worked hard during this time!" Patting Baize on the shoulder, Di Jun inexplicably thought of Fuxi.

Among the four emperors of the Demon Court, Nuwa was the most far-sighted, having followed Tian Yuan early on.

Baize cupped his hands and replied solemnly: "Lord Demon Emperor will always be the Demon Emperor of the Demon Race, and also Baize's Demon Emperor!"

Di Jun nodded, said nothing more, and leaped toward the firmament.

Dao cultivation, Dao cultivation is the root of everything; he must strive to cultivate! (End of chapter)