Chapter 21 The Great Sage of the Primordial Era
Chapter 21 The Great Sage of the Primordial Era
A clear, melodious cry echoed through the starry sky.
The giant egg exploded.
A golden-winged roc soared into the sky from its shattered eggshell, its wings spreading wide, blotting out the sun, its golden feathers shimmering in the starlight.
The roc circled three times in the starry sky, the storms stirred up by its wings making countless stars tremble and fall. Then it turned in mid-air and transformed into a golden-clad youth with a feathered crown, cold and sharp eyes, brows drawn into his temples, and thin lips like knives. He stood in the starry sky, his body surging with a mysterious aura of yin and yang.
The Golden-Winged Roc, the last legacy of the Yin-Yang Gods and Demons, and the offspring of the Phoenix, broke free from its egg and took human form at this moment, thanks to the power of Zi Chen's breakthrough.
The ground flowers swell simultaneously.
Under the infusion of the power of time and space, the seventy-two petals transformed into seventy-two golden glass pieces. The fragments of the Creation Jade Disc melted, and the clear light merged into the earth flower. The Nine Nether Cauldron hummed, and the Nine Nether World within the cauldron descended from the sky, merging with the earth flower.
The earth flowers transformed into a netherworld.
Boundless death energy and yin energy intertwined within, transforming into a boundless world of the dead. A turbid river flowed from the depths of the underworld; this was the River of Oblivion, the origin of the underworld and the embodiment of the underworld's iron wheel. Countless souls floated and sank in the river, forgetting their past lives.
A deep yellow spring gushed forth from the depths of the underworld. This was the Yellow Springs, the very source of the underworld. Wherever the spring flowed, all things decayed.
A pitch-black sea surged in the depths of the underworld. This was the Ming Sea, the origin of the Primordial Underworld and the manifestation of the Ten Death Swords. Death energy rose and fell in the sea, devouring all life.
A grayish-white Weak Water encircles the entire Netherworld. This Weak Water is the origin of the ancient Netherworld's annihilation. On the Weak Water, everything sinks, not even a feather can float.
The moment the Netherworld took shape, the pitch-black giant egg trembled violently.
Nine lines lit up simultaneously, the eggshell cracked, and nine dark lights shot into the sky from the cracks, transforming into nine ferocious heads.
The nine heads simultaneously emitted cries, sharp and mournful, shaking the deathly aura in the underworld to its core.
The ghost chariot flew out from the shattered eggshell, its nine heads roaring in unison, its black wings covering the sky. It spun in mid-air and transformed into a middle-aged man with black hair and a black robe. He stood on the River of Oblivion with a faint smile on his face, surrounded by nine layers of vast and mighty power.
The Ghost Chariot was an ancient ferocious beast tainted by evil energy. After its origins were cleansed and it was reborn in the Nine Nether Cauldron, it finally regained its innate divine origins.
The person and the flower both expanded simultaneously.
Under the infusion of the power of time and space, the twelve petals transformed into twelve pieces of blood-red glass. The fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation melted, and the clear light merged into the human-flower. The Prison of Mortal Dust descended from the sky, and a giant city unfolded on the petals, merging with the earth flower.
The flowers and people transformed into a mortal world.
Boundless blood and turbid energy intertwined within, transforming into a mortal world where all living beings dwell. The five main branches of the five-needle pine transformed into five towering divine mountains, positioned in the five directions of the mortal world. The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth flowed endlessly between the five divine mountains, supporting the foundation of the entire world.
The world of heaven and earth transformed by the Qiankun Diagram and the spatial power transformed by the Qiankun Ruler intertwine, transforming into the pure and turbid energies of Qiankun. The pure energy rises to become the heavens, and the turbid energy sinks to become the earth. Between heaven and earth, all living beings begin to appear. Birds, beasts, insects, and fish are born from the blood and turbid energy. Mountains and rivers gradually take shape under the shaping power of Qiankun. The sun, moon, and stars revolve in the sky, and plants and living beings thrive on the earth.
The moment the mortal world took shape, the five-colored giant egg trembled violently.
The power of the five elements circulated wildly on the eggshell, causing it to crack. Five-colored light burst forth from the cracks, transforming into five pillars of light that shot into the sky.
A clear, melodious cry emanated from the egg, and a deep green peacock flew out from the shattered shell. Its tail feathers spread out, and five colors of light flowed endlessly. Blue, red, yellow, white, and black intertwined, illuminating the entire mortal world into a magnificent sea of light.
The peacock spun in mid-air, its tail feathers folding back, transforming into a handsome young man in a dark green robe, exuding an innate air of nobility.
The peacock, the last legacy of the Five Elements Gods and Demons, and the offspring of the phoenix, broke out of its egg and took human form at this moment with the help of Zi Chen's breakthrough power.
Six bodies appeared simultaneously.
The Eternal Bell carries the past, the Central Heavenly Gate carries the future, and the Purple Star itself carries the present; these are the three bodies of time.
Beginningless, present, and immeasurable—the trinity that runs through the long river of time.
The Milky Way axis and the Golden-Winged Roc evolve into the Starry Sea World, which carries the Celestial Realm. This is the first pole of space, with the Celestial Realm hanging high above, where the sun, moon, and stars revolve, and the vast will of Heaven envelops all things.
The Nine Nether Cauldron and the Ghost Chariot evolved into the Netherworld, which is the second pole of space. The Netherworld sinks below, and the River of Oblivion, the Yellow Springs, the Sea of Darkness, and the Weak Water flow within it. Death and annihilation return to this place.
The mortal prison and the peacock evolved into the mortal world, bearing the human realm. This is the third pole of space. The human realm resides between heaven and earth, where all living beings multiply and thrive, and the pure and impure elements of heaven and earth give birth to all things.
The Celestial Realm, the Underworld, and the Human Realm are the three bodies of space, and also the three poles of space. The three realms stand separately, each in its own place and following its own path.
The three bodies of time and the three bodies of space intertwine at this moment.
Time permeates space, and space carries time. The past settles into death in the underworld, the future differentiates into destiny in the heavenly realm, and the present condenses into all living beings in the human world.
Time and space are no longer two parallel rivers, but have truly merged into one, transforming into a vast network of time and space that connects, carries, and encompasses everything.
Zi Chen sat cross-legged in the very center of this net.
Wushi, holding the Eternal Bell, stands to the left of Zichen; Wuliang, carrying the Zhongtian Gate, stands to the right of Zichen; the golden-clad youth transformed from the Golden-Winged Roc stands in the starry sky of the Heavenly Realm; the black-clad middle-aged man transformed from the Ghost Chariot stands above the River of Oblivion in the Underworld; and the handsome young man transformed from the Peacock stands atop the Five-Colored Divine Mountain in the Human Realm.
The auras of the five avatars surged towards Zi Chen simultaneously, intertwining with his true form.
Zi Chen's cultivation level began to rise at this moment.
The shackles of the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm were finally loosened at this moment.
Zi Chen did not step into the higher Daluo realm, because there is no higher Daluo realm. He created a completely new realm on his own, above Daluo Golden Immortal.
It is not a position bestowed by the Heavenly Dao, nor a level that already exists in the rules of heaven and earth. It is a realm that Zi Chen created himself, based on the Great Dao of Time and Space, with the Three Flowers and Five Qi as the framework, the fragments of the Jade Disc of Creation as the catalyst, and the Six Bodies and Three Realms as the foundation.
This realm does not belong to the Heavenly Dao, nor to the Primordial World, but only to Zi Chen himself.
The Primordial Great Sage Realm.
Zi Chen opened his eyes. Within his eyes, time and space intertwined. In his left eye, the river of time surged endlessly, with the past and future converging into a circle. In his right eye, the three realms of space unfolded layer by layer, with the celestial realm, the underworld, and the human realm each in their proper place. When the two eyes were joined together, time and space became one, forming this vast net that permeated and covered everything.
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