Chapter 4207: The Bones of the Primordial Spirit, the Same Magic Immunity

At the summit of the jade mountain, a figure sat cross-legged; it was a skeleton that had turned to jade.

The jade skeleton was humanoid, its entire body as crystalline as jade.

Endless runes were branded onto the surface of the bones.

It radiated a profound and mysterious aura, as if it had existed since the dawn of creation.

Although countless years had passed,

this skeleton still emitted an unimaginably astonishing pressure.

The Great Dao of this world seemed to be suppressed by it.

"This must be the skeleton left behind by that Primordial Spirit..."

Jun Xiaoyao gazed at it, a hint of interest in his eyes.

Generally speaking, when powerhouses above the Emperor Realm fall, they trigger the phenomenon of Emperor's Fall, returning their essence to the heavens.

Their entire essence returns to the world.

However, some beings are capable of retaining certain laws or origins.

The Spirit race is even more distinct in this regard.

Because they are born of heaven and earth, they are a part of the myriad ways of the world.

Therefore, even after they pass away, their essence can be preserved.

For instance, the Spirit Ancestral Lake in the Spirit race was formed by the transformation of a Primordial Spirit whose strength was beyond imagination.

And here, that skeleton radiating an ancient, primordial aura

must be the master of this Primordial Secret Treasury.

The Primordial Spirit.

Endless Dao patterns were traced upon those jade bones, representing the most primitive markings of heaven and earth.

It could be said that if a cultivator were to obtain even a single section of this jade bone,

and could comprehend the Dao contained within and refine its essence, it would be an unimaginable opportunity and harvest.

"Jun Xiaoyao, it is not at all surprising that you could make it here."

"It seems they were completely unable to stop your footsteps."

Ling Imperial Prince wore a crimson battle robe with black-gold trim, his posture upright.

His golden hair flickered with the brilliance of the sun.

His glazed eyes looked toward Jun Xiaoyao, with myriad Dao runes swirling within them.

"If they knew you were merely using them as tools, they would likely curse you."

Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

Ling Imperial Prince let out a scoff of disdain.

"That they could be of use to me is their honor."

"I originally thought that with the combined power of those seven,

even if they couldn't deal with you, they would at least cause you some consumption and injury, allowing me to seize the advantage."

"Now it seems that was indeed not enough."

"But no matter, let me resolve this myself."

"After all, your Chaos Origin and Chaos Primordial Spirit are good things."

Just as Jun Xiaoyao viewed these Spirits as materials,

Ling Imperial Prince now looked at Jun Xiaoyao with a sense of greed.

What he said was not entirely wrong.

If he could refine Jun Xiaoyao's Chaos Origin and obtain a Chaos Primordial Spirit like the Turbid Dirt,

it would be a transformation akin to rebirth, or even a heaven-defying change of fate.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

This was truly turning the tables.

Ling Imperial Prince was treating him as material.

"It seems you are quite confident in yourself." Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

Ling Imperial Prince's lips curled into a cold sneer.

With a wave of his sleeve, various patterns swirled throughout the entire world.

A faint, suppressing force spread out.

"This valley is imbued with the laws of the Primordial Spirit."

"It is shrouded in the Primordial Barrier."

"Within this barrier, apart from the Spirit race,

the laws of all other races will be suppressed to the extreme."

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are very strong, but there must be a limit, right?"

"And that is not all..."

As Ling Imperial Prince spoke,

a rune imprint radiating a transcendent and mysterious aura emerged from between his brows.

The aura it emitted was not Ling Imperial Prince's own Law.

It carried a primitive aura.

"It seems you have already obtained some inheritance from the Primordial Spirit, no wonder you are so fearless."

Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I will reclaim the humiliation you have brought upon the Spirit race today."

Ling Imperial Prince's eyes flashed with runes, his tone cold and arrogant.

Whoosh!

Before Jun Xiaoyao could move, the Great Luo Sword Embryo slashed out on its own.

It had become accustomed to killing enemies on its own.

However, Ling Imperial Prince, as an peerless figure of the Spirit race, was clearly not ordinary.

He was not comparable to the previous opponents.

Ling Imperial Prince raised his palm, and a brilliant heavenly stele appeared in the void.

This was a divine ability of the Spirit race.

Clang!

The Great Luo Sword Embryo collided with the stele, the void trembled, and myriad runes exploded.

Ling Imperial Prince changed his hand seals.

Golden light surged from his body.

He manifested a golden hand and grabbed directly at the Great Luo Sword Embryo, intending to suppress it.

"A good weapon indeed." Ling Imperial Prince sneered.

Sword Spirit A'Luo was furious; the Great Luo Sword Embryo trembled, erupting with ten thousand strands of sword light that tore through the heavens.

Even the valley, imbued with the aura of the Primordial Spirit, rumbled and shook, with countless rocks falling.

She was Jun Xiaoyao's exclusive weapon, and only he could wield her.

This Ling Imperial Prince dared to covet the Great Luo Sword Embryo; it was simply abominable.

Sword Spirit A'Luo controlled the Great Luo Sword Embryo with peerless power.

It could be said that this sword alone was enough to defeat many heaven-defying geniuses.

At this moment, Ling Imperial Prince sensed a powerful fluctuation.

He turned his gaze.

He saw Jun Xiaoyao point a finger.

Although it seemed simple,

a giant finger that seemed to reach out from the ancient wilderness pressed down like a heavenly pillar.

It was the Ancient God Extinguishing World Finger.

Ling Imperial Prince struck back with his palm, myriad runes swirling between his palms, manifesting a golden palm print that pressed down.

Rumble!

The area exploded, and ripples of Law surged violently.

And what caused Jun Xiaoyao to raise an eyebrow was that

although Ling Imperial Prince was repelled, he did not seem to be greatly affected.

"If you compare me to those other Spirits, you are making a grave mistake."

Ling Imperial Prince said with confidence.

He pushed his cultivation to the limit, his entire body rising with boundless light.

His glazed eyes swirled with Dao runes, shooting out terrifying beams of light.

He also knew of the power of Jun Xiaoyao's Chaos Body, so he did not hold back.

He unleashed a powerful move from the start.

His hands formed seals, and a hazy golden aura swirled, condensing into a seal that suppressed the world, filling the firmament and weighing ten thousand jun.

This was a supreme divine ability exclusive to him, enough to crush many Laws.

This Golden World-Suppressing Seal, like a golden mountain, crushed toward Jun Xiaoyao.

And Jun Xiaoyao did not even move the Great Luo Sword Embryo.

With a wave of his hand, he unleashed the Kunpeng Art.

Boundless runes surged in the void, as if manifesting a vast ocean.

A massive Kun fish, as large as a continent, emerged, carrying the power of Taiyin.

Then it soared into the sky, transforming into a Golden-Winged Great Peng that blotted out the sun.

Jun Xiaoyao had inherited the Kunpeng Art after meeting the Kunpeng Ancestor.

Its power was far beyond his previous Kunpeng divine abilities.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's Kunpeng Art directly manifested the Kunpeng form.

The void of heaven and earth shifted with the power of Yin and Yang.

The Kun fish transformed into the Moon of Taiyin, and the Great Peng transformed into the Sun of Taiyang.

They crushed forward directly!

Boundless Sun and Moon!

This was the ultimate technique of the Kunpeng Art.

It directly shattered the Golden Seal manifested by Ling Imperial Prince.

And without losing momentum, it continued to crush forward.

Ling Imperial Prince was shaken back.

However, the next moment,

a strange golden radiance rose from his body, supreme and holy.

It set him off like a golden god.

The crushing Kunpeng power began to dissolve.

"Oh?"

Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow, sensing an attribute that felt somewhat familiar.

Magic immunity?