Chapter 729: Mere Yin-Yang Fire-Fanning Fan, Bow to Your Brother or Die

Dan Gu Chenzi took a deep breath, stabilizing his trembling face. He carefully straightened the bottles and jars on the offering table, then picked up the table and ran all the way to the stone stele where the Yin-Yang black and white Qi was rotating...

The crowd's gaze fell into that chaos, but they saw the chaos still surging, with no intention of stopping.

Next, with the three stone steles suppressing the Qi tribulation, low thunder sounds rang out, and the void behind the stele surged with chaos, as if born at the beginning of heaven and earth.

The thunder was faint at first, very low, but it was like the opening of chaos, with gods and demons chanting.

Hearing it in one's ears was like the sound of a bronze bell and a muffled drum; one sound falling into the ear was like an enlightenment!

"Could there be more steles!"

The Primordial Spirit True Immortals revealed looks of shock; the three steles already revealed were all extraordinary, each capable of shocking immortals, but the chaos still held more.

Especially the old Daoist of Shaoqing and Sun En, whose expressions were the most complex. After the Supreme Dao and Yaochi, was it finally their turn?

The blind old dragon of the Dragon Clan shot out dazzling purple-gold light from its eyes, looking into the chaos.

The divine light pierced into the chaos, but it made the blind old dragon's whole body shake. He saw a stone stele with a human head and snake body crossing the air, domineering beyond compare. The divine light shattered the old dragon's gaze, making him cover his eyes, a turbid stream of blood seeping from between his fingers!

"Little dragon has offended, please forgive the death penalty!"

The old dragon wailed and bowed down, kowtowing with a great ceremony.

This attitude was horrifying; even when facing the Supreme orthodoxy, the Dragon Clan had never been so servile...

But seeing the inscription on the stele, everyone was solemn—"Wa Huang Orthodoxy, Forever Suppressing Gui Xu!"

The divine light of the inscription gathered the chaotic Qi, transforming into a divine tripod radiating the light of creation, suppressing the void, standing domineeringly beside the Supreme orthodoxy.

The surging tribulation Qi poured into the tripod, being refined into large amounts of creation Qi. The tripod had accumulated quite a bit of creation spirit liquid, making people's eyes stare straight!

"Ancient Wa Huang Orthodoxy!"

Among the crowd of cultivators, the old women of the Guanghan Palace were extremely solemn, and some sighed in a near-moan.

"Wa Huang is the God of Creation, who once molded the acquired living beings and is respected by all human and demon clans!"

"She also used creation to mend the heavens in the final years of the ancient Divine Demon Era, saving all living beings under heaven and mending the Three Realms and Six Paths, with immeasurable merit! This ancient god rarely appeared after the ancient times... How could her orthodoxy symbol appear here?" the Primordial Spirit True Immortal of the Northern Pole Great Brightness Palace was shocked.

The Primordial Spirit Dragon King of the Long Gong hurriedly bowed, kowtowing respectfully...

But the churning chaos had not subsided, and another golden stone stele manifested, supported by a lotus flower.

Like a twelfth-grade golden lotus, divine light bloomed, a faint halo of light, indescribably hazy and holy, and a Bodhi tree appeared along with the lotus, its roots also entwining an ancient stone stele.

A god wrapped in nine-colored divine thunder struck out from the chaos, transforming into a green stone stele...

Immediately after, a huge millstone covering the heavens and earth, grinding away all tribulation Qi, radiating the purest destructive energy, fell as a black stone stele.

And a pure gold great bell, the sound of the bell echoing, calming all wind, earth, water, and fire, its power almost capable of penetrating the entire Gui Xu!

One after another, terrifying spirit treasure phantoms manifested, one stone stele after another split the chaos and appeared, their power intertwining to suppress a corner of Gui Xu, creating a barrier that was difficult for the tribulation to erode!

These spirit treasure steles suppressed the area, opening up a supreme secret land in Gui Xu, while collecting the creation born when the Qi tribulation decayed and was destroyed.

The phantoms of the spirit treasures were all lingered by the creation Qi, and the brilliance of the spirit treasures transformed them into some rare wonders.

"Supreme Supreme Louguan, Supreme Doushuai, Yaochi Holy Land, Wa Huang Orthodoxy, Buddhist Pure Land, Nine Heavens Thunder Mansion, Yu Jiuyou Demon Dao, Demon Emperor Supreme, Yuan Yang Imperial Orthodoxy..."

The Penglai Primordial Spirit True Immortal Xin Xin Hengping sighed and named the orthodoxies represented by the stone steles!

With dozens of stone steles standing here, it wasn't just these Primordial Spirit True Immortals; even if the Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court came and saw these steles representing all the sect masters and great powers of the cosmos, he would only have to kneel!

The old Daoist of Shaoqing found the stele representing the Shaoqing Sword Sect on the side. The green long sword manifested by the divine light trembled slightly, emitting a Dao sound, seemingly questioning the wooden boat beneath his feet.

The sword sound vibrated the rotten wood, emitting a muffled sound like broken leather, the echo lingering...

Sun En looked at the stele inscribed with the Primordial Great Dao. The wooden whip manifested by the divine light was three feet, six inches, and five fen long, with twenty-one sections, each section having four talisman seals, totaling eighty-four talisman seals.

But it was this simple and plain wooden short whip that made the Heavenly Master change color!

He repeated this in his heart, whispering: "How could this thing have an imprint here? How could it be here?"

This object monitored the divine path of the world and was a heavy treasure representing the supervisory power of the Primordial Dao, its status only below the sect-suppressing treasure of the Primordial Dao—the Investiture of the Gods!

Dan Gu Chenzi trembled as he set up the offering table and altar for the ancestor of the Supreme Doushuai Palace. He offered up the pill-refining spirit materials he had kept at the bottom of his box—Huangzhong Li, fairy apricots, fire dates as big as melons, fragrant flat peaches, tender and cute lotus roots...

These were all supreme treasures produced by innate spiritual roots, and they were all offered up!

Just as they were about to bow, they saw a stream of yin-yang qi descend from the stone tablet, knocking them all over.

Dan Gu Chenzi could only bitter his face, stepping forward to pick them up respectfully. This time he did bow down, but was knocked over by the Yin-Yang divine light along with the people!

He could only cover his forehead, climb up wretchedly again, and see his disciples standing by with lowered eyebrows. He shouted sharply: "What are you standing there looking at! Why don't you come and worship the ancestor with me!"

"The ancestor is the personal supreme treasure of the Supreme Dao Xie Xie Zushi, and it was only after following our sect's founding ancestor that we had our Doushuai Palace. Its status is equal to the ancestor of our supreme beings! Why don't you come and see it with me?"

The old Daoist shouted sharply and grabbed several people.

Then the master and disciples were swept into a pile by the Yin-Yang divine light again, and only on the fourth time did they finally worship the Doushuai Palace Yin-Yang Fan with the great ceremony of sacrificing to the ancestral master!

At this moment, the black and white light falling from the Yin-Yang Fan, like dragon whiskers, swirled and rolled the chaotic qi into a ball, with the sun and moon sinking and floating within.

The spirit pills used creation Qi as their source, and between the rotation of Yin and Yang and the rising and setting of the sun and moon, one turn was one refinement. In the blink of an eye, the spirit pill reached seven turns, and then fell into the Yin-Yang Fan, transforming into a Primordial Taiji diagram, which was the assistance of the origin, another turn.

Only then did an eight-turn golden pill fall, chaotic, like the phantom of the Dao Dust Pearl floating on the side.

Dan Gu Chenzi held the gradually falling spirit pill, his face filled with surprise and joy, but also a bit of embarrassment and misery. He looked miserably at the Supreme Dao Dust Pearl on the side.

But he was already connected to the spirit consciousness of the Yin-Yang Fan, so he could only say in a dry tone: "Thank you, Xie Xie Zushi, for bestowing the 'Dao Dust Pill'!"

Brother Qian Chen was naturally good-tempered and didn't bother with this awkward third brother. It was just a broken fan for fanning fire; having followed the Supreme for a long time, it could refine a few furnaces of pills, but what kind of skill was that?

This Dao Dust Pill was only eight turns, taken from the creation Qi. It could help people brush away the dust of the Dao heart and the miscellaneous thoughts of the spirit consciousness, allowing them to enter a state of enlightenment upon holding it, and falling into an enlightenment lasting a thousand years upon taking it. As long as they walked out, they would step into the Primordial Spirit in one step!

It was just helpful for Primordial Spirit True Immortals to plant a Dao seed, or it was the prototype of the Dao seed itself!

It wasn't even as good as the Shangqing Pearl he had seen in the Great Tang, which was a projection of a future Nine-Turn Golden Pill and already had eight-turn heat!

Hinting that he was the Supreme's miscellaneous thoughts... Hehe!

Go die!!!

The Dao Dust Pearl slipped from his hand, smashing the phantom of the Yin-Yang Fan, which had spent its origin to refine the eight-turn golden pill, into pieces. Dan Gu Chenzi's hand holding the golden pill trembled slightly, and the various Primordial Spirit True Immortals also remained silent.

The Supreme is having an internal conflict!

We dare not look, and we dare not say anything!

The phantom of the Yin-Yang Fan had just turned its black and white Qi, wanting to counterattack, when the divine light in the Dao Dust Pearl condensed into a shallow Dao body. An old man picked up the spirit pearl, his eyes seemingly containing the cosmos and all living beings in this world.

The Yin-Yang Fan could only hang beside him; the Daoist disciples present all bowed, and even the various heterodox sects, and even the Dragon Clan and Penglai, bowed with solemnity!

The old man's gaze carried the world, endless reluctance, and he cut it off with one thought!

At this moment, the Dao Dust Pearl was incomparably heavy, so heavy that even the Yin-Yang Fan couldn't hold it, and it could only endure it miserably...

Dao Dust—it was the obsession that even the Supreme couldn't cut off! It must be incomparably heavy.

Even the Great Dao couldn't carry it! Yin and Yang couldn't bear it! The Bagua Qiankun couldn't contain it! The Three Realms and Six Paths dared not look directly at it, and the cosmos, all existence, couldn't entrust it—that was why there was the spirit light cut out to transform into that only Dao Dust Pearl!

Dan Gu Chenzi looked up carefully, seeing the Dao body manifested by the Dao Dust Pearl slowly dissipate. The menacing Yin-Yang Fan became decadent in the blink of an eye, and the Dao Dust Pearl even turned around it, pointing at him three times, making his scalp tingle, and he almost wailed in his heart!

At this time, the many cultivators stepped forward one by one to worship the Dao Dust Pearl, bowing respectfully before the Supreme Supreme Louguan stele.

But only the Shaoqing group, and even Xu Xu Daofu, Wang Longxiang, Lu Xun, Wang Wang Zhiyuan, He Qi, Feng Han Xian, Lan Wu Yue Jue, Ji Zhen, and others, received a wisp of creation Qi bestowed upon them.

This object was a rare Qi that could make up for the foundation of the Jin Dan.

At the moment it fell, these people's souls seemed to be on fire, their whole bodies bright and transparent, washed of all gloom, as if they were about to feather and ascend to immortality.

A wisp of pure Yang intent appeared in Wang Longxiang and others' Yin Spirits, and the others, either with full Golden Cores having passed the three disasters, or with the spirit souls gestated in their Golden Cores taking shape, took a big step toward the Primordial Infant Yin Spirit!

But in a place where they couldn't see, this wisp of creation Qi was like a canopy, covering these people's fortunes, preventing them from being eroded by the tribulation Qi of Gui Xu.

In fact, the bestowals of the several stone steles all had this ability. If there were no bestowals from the steles, in Gui Xu, where all existence such as Qi, matter, and space-time were weakened and eroded, everyone's fortunes would be gradually invaded and dissipated by the tribulation Qi, heading toward decline.

Sun En waved his sleeve to let the Daoist disciples in the Jade Palace walk out. They first bowed to the two Supreme steles, then went toward the Primordial Great Dao stele, kowtowing respectfully to the wooden whip. The talisman seals on the wooden whip pressed down, imprinting several large seals on their foreheads, and Sun En, as the leader, received a talisman that drifted down.

After taking it and looking at it, Sun En was overjoyed and kowtowed to thank the Primordial stele again!

Brother Qian Chen sensed from afar that this talisman was at least a "Heavenly Mansion True Talisman," mostly related to the divine path, making people very envious and hot-eyed.

Sure enough, he was the poorest one, only able to refine a bit of creation spirit liquid to bestow.

The sword qi of the Shaoqing Sword descended. The few Shaoqing disciples knew their own gains, but seeing their sword qi overflowing and filling the space, one knew the harvest was extraordinary.

The Shenxiao Sect sacrificed to that Thunder God, and nine-colored divine thunder rolled, each striking down a ray of thunder light, transforming into a point of electric light.

Not to mention that this object was the foundation of divine thunder, even if it existed on one's body, it could shave off a layer of heavenly tribulation, and it could be unleashed, equivalent to a great perfected divine ability.

After going out this time, no one would dare to provoke the Shenxiao Sect disciples!

Zhu Zhu Tanmo and the Pure Land Sect who sacrificed to the Buddhist pagoda, as well as the group of monks from the Northern Wei Ice Well Terrace, all went to worship the golden lotus and Bodhi tree, chanting Buddhist scriptures and Zen songs, and each received scriptures and Buddhist light, clearly also gaining no small benefits...

The Demon Dao naturally all went to worship that Yu Jiuyou Demon Stele, and were all planted with demon seeds. The Yu Jiuyou direct descendants were naturally unimpeded, but the other demon disciples had mixed joy and sorrow.

Being planted with demon seeds, no matter what their background was, from now on, they were considered people of the Yu Jiuyou Dao!

But there were also those who did not bow. Among the demonic path, one branch went to bow to the Supreme Dao-Dust Bead. Brother Qian Chen hesitated slightly, but still let fall a wisp of the qi of creation, ethereal and faint, allowing them to be slightly tainted by it.

The other several branches that couldn't find their origins were secretly anxious!

Everyone was a top orthodoxy, and others had ancestral masters with extraordinary origins, all great figures of the cosmos, either sect masters or great powers. Your ancestral master has no connection here—

Little brother, it seems you are still lacking a bit of foundation!

The Yu family had solemn expressions, wandering around the divine mirror on the edge several times, and finally bowed to a divine mirror on the corner.

This mirror was somewhat similar to the one hanging on the Southern Heaven Gate. Having received their worship, it also let fall a wisp of immortal light, containing the primordial qi of the Immortal Realm that could refine cultivation, but compared to the other great lineages, it was merely better than nothing!

The Long Gong also had an ugly expression, having worshipped the golden bell. Fortunately, the Great Sun Golden Bell was quite atmospheric. Even though the old dragons of the Dragon Clan were unwilling, it still shook its bell, condensing a drop of true Emperor Di Liu Jiang!

This drop of Emperor Di Liu Jiang was like the blood of the Great Sun, radiating golden flames and moon essence, which were completely different, but in fact, the Emperor Di Liu Jiang was this object, the ultimate condensation of the sun and moon essence, with infinite benefits for all clans.

Later, the Demon Court lost its position and couldn't control the Great Sun, so it only condensed Emperor Di Liu Jiang with gentle moonlight.

At this time, even that group of Northern Border Demon Departments who steered the skulls sacrificed to the golden bell and received the bestowal of the Emperor Di Liu Jiang...

The Daoist nuns of the Guanghan Palace sacrificed their moon wheel and went toward the Yaochi Holy Land stele, bowing respectfully before the stele, but there was no response.

The expressions of the group of Daoist nuns were extremely ugly, and some old women's bodies were even trembling slightly. They gathered together, exhausted their foundation, and offered another sacrifice, which even included a fake immortality medicine brewed from the laurel spiritual root...

However, the Western Kunlun Mirror didn't mean to pay any attention to them at all. Finally, they had to sacrifice the moon wheel, flashing past to display the clothing and crown relics of an immortal fairy.

Only then did the Western Kunlun Mirror lazily bestow a wisp of time. This object could reverse time, allowing one to recover lifespan and return to youth. The Daoist nuns of the Guanghan Palace were overjoyed, yet the Western Kunlun Mirror turned and let fall a wisp of time ten times thicker, which landed on the Dao-Dust Bead.

Pearl Pearl was furious... What are you implying?

The spirit pearl flicked slightly, shattering the light and shadow.

The various Primordial Spirits watched with secret regret, sighing in their hearts—don't give it to me!

This time, Penglai was the most awkward. They recognized a slightly familiar orthodoxy stele that they could pull a relationship with, but were miserably rejected. With so many orthodoxies, they couldn't even find one to cling to, standing there very awkwardly...

As the tide receded, everyone seemed to see who was swimming naked. For a time, among the various Primordial Spirits, an undercurrent was quietly surging! ===== CHAPTER 730 =====