Chapter 529: One Qi Three Purities

"Divine Calamity?"

The eerie laughter inside the Nine Dragon Coffin shook the four seas, stirring up towering waves. On the sea surface, countless huge creatures with thick white bone plates covering their bodies—like whales, sharks, flood dragons, and giant turtles—also burned in blazing fire.

The towering waves struck the burning, wailing, struggling giants; the high heat vaporized the sea, sending up clouds of steam.

Inside the Nine Dragon Coffin, the Drought Demon screeched with laughter, using the art of borrowing death to be reborn, having lived from the age of ancient myth to the present; perhaps it is one of the few beings in the world today who knows what the true form of a god really looks like.

"These extraterrestrial demons, you call them Divine Calamity?"

"You poor fools, can you face your human ancestors, can you face the sage who opened this heaven and earth, can you face the sole ultimate source in the blood of billions of beings?"

"You wretches who have forgotten your ancestors, you deserve to become our flesh and fodder, to become the resources for our cultivation. What right do you have to live in this heaven and earth, to enjoy this supreme holy land?"

The Drought Demon shrieked: "You want to become my man? Then survive this heaven‑sent demon calamity, then slaughter these trash, and I will consider it. If you cannot survive, this Nine Dragon Heaven‑Bearing Coffin—fine, fine, I have taken a liking to it."

Inside the Nine Dragon Coffin, that gloomy laugh spread outward like a tsunami, wave after wave.

High above, a cloud vortex tens of millions of li in diameter had formed. A straight tornado‑like cloud column extended downward from its core, descending several thousand zhang, then a second, slightly dimmer vortex appeared quickly. Soon another vortex of tens of millions of li appeared, and another tornado‑like cloud column stretched down from its core; this time a faintly black vortex emerged silently.

Silver‑white, gray‑white, faint black, jet black, light red, deep red, light purple, deep purple, dark gold!

The nine cloud vortices were spaced thousands of zhang apart, stacked like a pagoda, each over ten million li across. Within them, dragon‑like currents surged silently and swiftly, gradually filling the space between the vortices with immense electricity; the nine‑layer vortex resembled a heavy, multilayered cake, slowly pressing down from the high heavens.

The vortex's core locked onto the Nine Dragon Coffin, locking onto the terrifying, evil aura within it.

The vortex kept descending, dropping until it was only a few hundred zhang above the Nine Dragon Coffin. No lightning fell, but the terrifying aura hidden in the thunderclouds shook the whole island violently, cracking the solid rock layers with countless fissures, collapsing mountain peaks, sinking valleys, and raising towering waves around the island, spawning countless huge whirlpools.

Creatures on the island burned, and countless huge beings on the surrounding sea burned as well. All living things were quickly reduced to ash, turning into visible streams of essence that poured into the tens of thousands of Flying Yakshas in the high sky.

The Flying Yakshas' bodies changed rapidly—becoming taller, thinner, more agile, with wider wings; their skin scales grew darker and heavier, each scale's surface area expanding, and the manifestations of their various divine arts on their bodies became ever clearer.

Boom, boom, boom!

From within the vortex came a dull, drum‑like roar. Gradually, countless currents converged into a plasma ocean stretching tens of millions of li, churning violently as if something within were gestating and growing.

Outside the island, on three great warships, Old Master Hu stood at the prow, nervously watching the island's movements.

One of Old Master Hu's descendants whispered: "Grandfather, is Hu You still on the island?"

Old Master Hu said in a low voice: "The Divine Calamity's target is not them; as long as they don't foolishly rush into its center, they will be safe… This Divine Calamity is not a natural heavenly phenomenon, but a supreme calamity sent down by the gods after our family paid a terrible price to offer sacrifices."

"The supreme Divine Calamity is extraordinarily spiritual; it attacks only the Nine Dragon Heaven‑Bearing Coffin and the strange beings it breeds, and no one else."

Old Master Hu's fat face twitched as he muttered: "This time the Fugitive First Army has suffered heavy losses… We must hurry and scour everywhere, check the high‑security prisons of the various prefectures of Great Jin for any usable strong men, and get them out."

"Ah, ah, although the casualties are terrible, obtaining this Nine Dragon Heaven‑Bearing Coffin… I truly don't know what divine power this treasure holds, or whether it can suppress the few state artifacts of the Great Jin Divine Kingdom."

Old Master Hu's body trembled slightly; he looked anxiously yet expectantly at the forming Divine Calamity in the sky and suddenly sighed: "Watch, watch, see how many rounds of the Divine Calamity this Nine Dragon Heaven‑Bearing Coffin can withstand… hehehe, this is our family expending endless resources to summon the gods themselves to act—this Divine Calamity will absolutely not cease midway."

"When the Nine Dragon Heaven‑Bearing Coffin is gravely wounded, that will be the perfect moment for us to strike and subdue it."

Old Master Hu glanced at his many descendants nearby, pondered for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and pointed at a similarly stout, burly middle‑aged man: "Eldest brother, you are the eldest son; this Nine Dragon Heaven‑Bearing Coffin's might is extraordinary—entrust it to you. Well, Father will discuss it with the ancestors on the main line."

He chuckled and said leisurely: "Those siblings of the main house have contributed nothing to this affair; we can't let them take a free ride. Besides, I am the eldest legitimate son of the main house—by rights, the main house belongs to me!"

The Hu family descendants' eyes gleamed as they deeply bowed to Old Master Hu.

His words struck home. Old Master Hu is the legitimate eldest son of Linghu Qingqing; over the years he has led the Hu family descendants in doing many shameful deeds for the main house—merit, toil, status, name—all of which make him the absolute first heir of the main house.

The treasures the Hu family painstakingly scavenged can only be held by this branch of the Hu family; there's no place for the main house's parasites.

In the high sky, within the plasma ocean, 108 electric dragons as thick as a hundred zhang and as long as a hundred li coiled into form. Lifelike, as if alive, they spewed electric light and thunderfire, accompanied by earth‑shaking roars, slowly lowering their bodies from the vortex and stretching out claws to strike the Nine Dragon Coffin.

The electric dragons slammed into the Nine Dragon Coffin, erupting in a sky‑filling blaze of electric flame.

The Nine Dragon Coffin hovered motionless in the air, emitting wisp after wisp of gloomy vapor; no matter how the electric dragons struck, they could never come within a hundred zhang of it.

The Flying Yakshas halted their actions, stopped devouring the unfortunate fugitives, and hovered in low silence, dumbly gazing up at the sky‑filling dance of electric dragons. Thunder repels evil; for the Yaksha race this is an innate bane, leaving them like rabbits before a predator, curled up in mid‑air, afraid to move.

Wu Tie had already fled far, far away.

He rushed to a collapsed basin a thousand li away and quickly found a cavern extending dozens of li underground to hide in.

The Five Elements Divine Light spun, swiftly sealing off heaven and earth to form a separate small world.

He sat cross‑legged on the ground and seriously considered his countermeasures.

After a silence, Wu Tie began to silently chant a supremely marvelous spiritual technique from the Yuanshi Scripture, a top‑tier Dao art of the primeval age that could defy heaven. He whispered the incantation, formed hand seals, and his divine fetus glowed with brilliant light.

The Yin Yang Two Qi Vessel flickered violently, its yin and yang qi sputtering unpredictably; on Wu Tie's divine fetus appeared patterns corresponding to the innate and acquired Yin‑Yang Dao, as well as the myriad strange side‑paths derived from it.

With sufficient cultivation, Dao attainment, and understanding of this great Dao art—especially since the Yin Yang Two Qi Vessel is an innate treasure—relying on it as a support, Wu Tie's form suddenly turned into a hazy mist. From his divine fetus came an indescribable strange sensation, like intense pain, like supreme bliss, and a deep‑soul‑refreshing comfort.

The Yin Yang Two Qi Vessel transformed into two grand black and white currents that swiftly spiraled around Wu Tie's body.

Wu Tie silently chanted the incantation, fully feeling the changes in his divine fetus.

He dared not absorb heavenly earthly essence, for outside there were the master of the Nine Dragon Coffin, the Drought Demon, and the Hu family experts led by Old Master Hu; although the island was already in chaos of overturned seas and shattered earth, Wu Tie still dared not take even a trace of that essence, lest the disturbance draw their attention.

He produced the jade box that Sima Fa, leading three hundred thousand Eastern Palace Guards, had given him after testing him with a formation a few days earlier—a jade box of Great Dao Dragon Tiger Treasure Pills.

The Great Dao Dragon Tiger Treasure Pill is the highest pill the Great Jin Divine Kingdom can refine to aid body cultivators; each pill contains one‑tenth of the 'power' principle, and ten pills can forcibly let a Embryonic Storage cultivator's divine fetus fuse with ten‑tenths perfect 'power' Dao, achieving perfection on the Power Dao.

In other words, ten pills can let a body cultivator who has just entered the Embryonic Storage realm instantly become a peak expert of that realm.

Moreover, this rapid advancement brings no side effects, because the Dao principles in the pill are perfect copies directly replicated by the alchemist—akin to a baptism of wisdom, a true supreme divine ability.

Furthermore, the pill is said to grant a Embryonic Storage cultivator the strength of one dragon and one tiger per pill.

The dragon is the Azure Dragon, the tiger the White Tiger!

Although this is a bit of an exaggeration, it shows how potent the pill's medicinal power is: each pill's power equals the total heavenly‑earthly essence a ordinary Embryonic Storage cultivator would absorb after a thousand years of arduous training.

In the jade box were twelve Great Dao Dragon Tiger Treasure Pills.

An ordinary Embryonic Storage cultivator's ten‑thousand‑two‑hundred‑year of bitter cultivation can gather no more essence than that.

Wu Tie opened his mouth and swallowed the twelve Great Dao Dragon Tiger Treasure Pills in one gulp.

A vast Dao resonance poured straight into his divine fetus; a tremendous light‑dragon raced across its surface, and Wu Tie's Nine Turns Mysterious Skill surged upward. The massive medicinal power suffused his body, then quickly merged into the supreme Dao art he was performing.

"Borrow treasure to transform form, One Qi becomes Three Purities, Yin Yang Two Qi Vessel incarnate, emerge!" Wu Tie gave a low shout; inside his divine fetus a great boom rang, the small world formed by condensed Five Elements Divine Light shuddered violently, and a handsome youth about a zhang tall, slender as jade bamboo, with a subtle, unknowable aura, tumbled out from his forehead, rolling forth.

"Have you eaten, fellow Daoist?" the handsome youth, clad in a half‑black, half‑white Dao robe, chuckled and gave Wu Tie a respectful fist‑palm salute.

"Are you hungry, fellow Daoist?" Wu Tie chuckled and nodded at the youth.

The art of One Qi Transforms into Three Purities is a supreme Dao ability; it requires sufficient cultivation, sufficient Dao attainment, a strong enough divine fetus, and most importantly, a high‑grade Dao treasure to enable borrowing treasure for transformation.

The Yin-Yang Two-Qi Vessel, an innate supreme treasure, so Wu Tie relied on it to transform his form.

Wu Tie's divine fetus was formed from a life pool with a diameter of several hundred thousand li, and he also laid a solid foundation of three thousand great dao and eighty-four thousand side paths and left-hand ways; therefore, with his current cultivation, he only has enough foundation to cultivate this dao method.

Even so, Wu Tie's current magical power cultivation is insufficient to perfectly display this great dao divine ability; he can only rely on twelve great dao dragon-tiger treasure pills, relying on their enormous medicinal power, to successfully sever this avatar.

And the Black Heaven Cauldron, the state treasure of the Great Martial God State, is far inferior in grade; even if Wu Tie used it to transform his form, the severed avatar would also lack sufficient power, merely wasting a portion of the divine fetus's origin power in vain, which Wu Tie is unwilling to do.

After successfully severing this avatar, Wu Tie only felt his body suddenly brighten; inside his body it seemed as if something was lacking, yet precisely because something was lacking, he felt his body become extraordinarily smooth, and his affinity with heaven and earth inexplicably increased greatly.

At the same time, he clearly felt that he could merge with the severed avatar at any moment, and there was an indescribable mystical connection between him and the avatar; as long as they were within a certain distance, they could easily teleport to each other, and even if separated by hundreds of millions of li, they could instantly appear beside each other.

Thus…… this is a trump card for preserving one's life!

And this is merely the least valuable benefit of the One Qi Transforms into Three Purities Technique—Wu Tie clearly felt that when he and the avatar were together, their comprehension and mastery of the heavenly great dao increased tenfold in the fetal storage realm's cultivation speed.

The closer he and the avatar are, the greater the power of the divine abilities they unleash; for example, now that they are only about a zhang apart, the power of a casual divine ability they cast has at least doubled compared to before.

More importantly, Wu Tie can at any time remerge the avatar with himself.

And once they remerge, all of the avatar's dao cultivation and magical power pour into himself, allowing Wu Tie's strength to make a great leap forward.

One Qi Transforms into Three Purities is indeed recorded in the Primordial Scripture as the supreme great dao divine ability of the primeval mythological era, the ultimate dao method.

"From now on, you are a Yin-Yang Daoist..." Wu Tie nodded at Jun Mei Dao Ren: "Just, all handy treasures must be sought by you fellow daoists yourself."

Jun Mei Dao Ren chuckled and nodded: "This is natural, fellow daoists need not worry. Heh, heh, that Nine Dragon Coffin is fated with me."

Wu Tie spread his hands, the creases on his face breaking into a smile: "This is natural, nature is fated with fellow daoists."