Eternal Time and Space

Chapter 17 Qiankun Daoist

Zi Chen did not chase after him. He stood still, looking in the direction where Ji Du had disappeared, his brows slightly furrowed.

This person never used his full strength from beginning to end, Zi Chen could sense that Ji Du was much stronger than Yuan Ming.

Zi Chen closed his eyes, and the power of time surged, chasing after the direction where Ji Du disappeared.

The secrets of heaven were in chaos, and an extremely profound power completely obscured the secrets of Ketu's heaven.

This is the power of a primordial treasure.

Zi Chen opened his eyes and saw that Ji Du possessed a supreme innate treasure. This person's background was far more interesting than he had imagined.

However, now is not the time to investigate.

Zi Chen put the Hundred-Year Ruler back into his sleeve, took a step, and his figure disappeared into the horizon.

After devouring the origin of Yuanming, the Nine Nether Cauldron evolved once again, and the Netherworld within the cauldron had become so vast that it was almost boundless.

The ghostly path of Yinming, the darkness of Youming, the death of Yuanming, and the annihilation of Guming—these four origins intertwine and merge in the Nine Netherworld. The grade of the Nine Nether Cauldron has also exceeded the scope of top-level innate spiritual treasures. Like the Milky Way Axis, although it has not reached the level of innate supreme treasure, its power has surpassed that of top-level innate spiritual treasures.

All four of the Underworlds are dead. Among the four Heavens, Zi Chen has killed Cang Tian, ​​Qing Tian, ​​and Huang Tian. Only Hao Tian is left to die.

Zi Chen tried to deduce the secrets of heaven in an attempt to find the traces of this innate deity, but no matter how he deduced, the secrets of heaven remained a state of chaos.

Haotian seemed to have completely vanished from the world, leaving no trace and no cause or effect to follow.

Zi Chen used the power of time to travel back in time, but he could only see a blurry figure flash by at a certain point in time, and then disappear into the protection of the Heavenly Dao, making it difficult to find again.

"Very well." Zi Chen put away the divination method: "If it is not destined, it cannot be forced."

Zi Chen no longer deliberately searched for Haotian, but continued to travel across the prehistoric land.

After devouring the Three Heavens and Four Netherworlds, Zi Chen's fearsome reputation had spread among the Primordial Gods. These originally high and mighty Primordial Gods finally realized that there was a being more powerful than them who was hunting them down. So they all concealed their auras, hid their tracks, and dared not walk openly between heaven and earth anymore.

Zi Chen didn't care; he wasn't killing for the sake of killing. He had no interest in killing those innate saints he had slain who couldn't help him increase his strength.

Time flies, and thousands of years have passed.

On this day, Zi Chen arrived at an unnamed valley. The valley was not large, surrounded by mountains on all sides. The valley was full of spiritual energy, with lush vegetation. A clear stream flowed through the valley, and the water was crystal clear. The bottom of the stream was covered with colorful pebbles, which reflected colorful light under the sunlight. Several old pine trees grew by the stream. The pine needles were as black as ink, and the trunks were gnarled and twisted. Judging from their appearance, they were at least tens of thousands of years old.

Zi Chen had already passed through the valley, but suddenly stopped. He sensed a very subtle yet very familiar aura.

The aura of an innate spiritual root. And a top-tier innate spiritual root at that.

Zi Chen turned around and walked back into the valley. Following this wisp of scent, he arrived at the deepest part of the valley, where there was a clearing surrounded by old pines. In the center of the clearing, a pine tree stood quietly.

The pine tree was only about three zhang tall, its entire body verdant, its needles like carved jade, crystal clear. Though thin, its trunk was gnarled and twisted, like a green dragon coiled on the ground. Its crown was like a canopy, with five main branches extending in five directions, each branch branching into countless smaller branches. The smaller branches were covered with dense pine needles, layer upon layer, like five emerald clouds floating above the trunk.

The five-needle pine is a top-tier innate spiritual root. Its five main branches correspond to the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the pine needles condensed on each main branch contain the primordial power of the corresponding attribute.

The pine needles on the golden branches are as sharp as swords, the pine needles on the wooden branches are full of vitality, the pine needles on the water branches are crystal clear, the pine needles on the fire branches are as red as flames, and the pine needles on the earth branches are as thick as mountains.

The power of the five elements flows continuously among the five main branches, forming a perfect cycle of the five elements, endlessly generating and repeating itself.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zi Chen's eyes. Innate spiritual roots are extremely rare treasures, and top-grade innate spiritual roots are even more hard to come by. This five-needle pine contains the complete origin of the five elements. If he can refine it and integrate it into himself, or refine it into a magic weapon, it will greatly benefit his cultivation.

More importantly, the five elements of the five-needle pine form a self-circulating, ever-renewing cycle, which greatly helps him understand the workings of the universe.

Zi Chen strode toward the five-needle pine, but after taking only three steps, a clear shout came from the sky.

"stop!"

Before the words had even faded, a figure descended from the heavens, blocking the path between Zi Chen and the Five-Needle Pine.

This man was dressed in a black Taoist robe, wearing a star crown on his head. He had a thin face, with three long strands of beard hanging down to his chest. He held a whisk in his hand, and his aura was as deep as an abyss. His body was filled with extremely powerful energy, layer upon layer, like one layer of heaven and earth stacked together.

He is a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and not just a beginner; he is almost comparable to Yuan Ming.

"I am Qiankun, and I have guarded this five-needle pine for eight thousand years." Qiankun Daoist's voice was calm, but his face was tense. "I was just waiting for its five elements to be perfected before I took it away. Fellow Daoist, you have arrived a step too late."

Zi Chen looked at Qiankun Daoist with a calm gaze.

"Eight thousand years? This five-needle pine has grown here for countless millennia. You've guarded it for eight thousand years, and now it's yours?"

Qiankun Daoist frowned slightly. He could hear the disdain in Zichen's tone and sense the terrifying aura that Zichen was hiding. But he had indeed guarded the Five Needle Pine for eight thousand years. It was only a few hundred years away from achieving the Five Elements Perfection. How could he be willing to hand it over to someone else now?

"Fellow Daoist," Qiankun Daoist's voice deepened, "I do not wish to be your enemy, but I am determined to obtain this Five-Needle Pine. If you are willing to withdraw, I am willing to offer a top-grade innate spiritual treasure as compensation."

Zi Chen did not answer, but simply looked at Qiankun Daoist with a faint smile on his face.

Qiankun Daoist read the answer in Zichen's eyes, took a deep breath, said no more, and with a flick of his right hand, a scroll flew out from his sleeve and slowly unfolded above his head.

The moment the scroll unfolded, the world changed color.

The painting depicts mountains and rivers, the sun, moon and stars, wind, clouds, thunder and lightning, and plants and animals, like a complete world, a real world compressed into the painting.

The Qiankun Diagram is a top-tier innate spiritual treasure.

After Qiankun Daoist unfolded the Qiankun Diagram, he flipped his left hand again, and a jade ruler appeared in his palm.

The jade ruler is pure white, with countless cloud-script jade characters engraved on its body, each character emitting a faint golden light.

The Qiankun Ruler is a superior-grade innate spiritual treasure.

With the treasure map hanging above his head and a ruler in his hand, the Taoist Qiankun's aura reached its peak at this moment. The world within the Qiankun map began to expand outward, enveloping the surrounding tens of thousands of miles.