Chapter 1080: Chapter 1099: The Nine Tribulations of the Heavenly Dao
“Seal, the seal of Pangu Clan?”
Zhan Yunshan stared fiercely at the prehistoric world shrouded by the light screen ahead, his voice erupted in an angry roar.
“Big brother, we found it, we found it.”
More than a dozen people shouted with joy, each appearing extremely excited. They had traveled in the chaos starry sky for ten million years, having endured countless hardships. They originally set out with thousands, but now only a dozen remained.
The chaos starry sky is fraught with calamities, countless chaos giant beasts run rampant, and one must avoid chaotic astral wind and spatial cracks, which are exceedingly dangerous, encountering any would result in certain death.
But heaven does not let down those with perseverance, they finally found Pangu, and can finally return to report to the Undying Heavenly Lord.
“No, Pangu has fallen, this world was created by him upon his death.”
Suddenly, Zhan Yunshan frowned. Although he was just a minor saint, his sense of aura was exceptionally keen, and he was granted a seed to track the Pangu Clan before they set out, allowing him to completely sense the death aura of Pangu’s fall.
“Big brother, whether Pangu is dead or not, now that we have found the world he created, our mission is complete. Let us take this world away and we can return to report.” The man with a green face and sharp fangs said excitedly.
“Qiankun Bag.”
Zhan Yunshan nodded and directly summoned an ancient cloth bag, covering the whole chaotic starry sky with a deafening boom, attempting to incorporate the prehistoric world.
The Qiankun Bag has a significant origin, incomparable to the magic treasures within the prehistoric world. It was a supreme treasure personally bestowed by the Undying Heavenly Lord, capable of encompassing a world, with unimaginable power.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the Qiankun Bag violently shook, and the absorbing force from its opening suddenly ceased, transforming back into a simple bag in Zhan Yunshan’s hand.
“Has it malfunctioned?” Zhan Yunshan’s face changed, surprised that the Qiankun Bag couldn’t capture the prehistoric world.
“Big brother, there is an issue with this light screen, it is a seal set by Pangu at the time of his death. Without the cultivation of the Chaos Ninth Tribulation, we simply cannot capture it.” The man with the green face and sharp fangs pinpointed the issue.
“It appears that what Pangu stole is within the world he created.” Zhan Yunshan coldly muttered to himself.
“Big brother, what should we do now?” The man with the green face and sharp fangs said in a deep voice.
“We must find a way to break the seal set by Pangu and bring back what he stole; otherwise, if we go back empty-handed, who knows how many years it’ll take to resolve, especially if complications arise, we cannot account to the Undying Heavenly Lord.” Zhan Yunshan solemnly stated.
“Fortunately, before we set out, the Undying Heavenly Lord bestowed the Breaking Formation Flag. With some time, we will surely break the seal.”
While speaking, Zhan Yunshan casually pulled out a large black flag, on which a trace of Silent Annihilation Power flowed, distorting the surrounding starry sky to the extreme. This flag carried a hint of Silent Annihilation Power, obviously a possession of the Undying Heavenly Lord.
“Go!”
Rumbling!
The black flag overshadowed the sky, shaking the chaotic starry sky while pouring out strands of Silent Annihilation Power, beginning to refine the prehistoric world’s seal.
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Thirty-Three Layered Heaven, Heavenly Venerate Palace.
Sigh!
Ye Xuan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. The chaotic aura flowed around him, his cultivation had already reached the pinnacle of the Heavenly Dao Eighth Tribulation, his essence, qi, and spirit were at their utmost peak.
“Come out.” Ye Xuan spoke indifferently.
“The prehistoric world is in trouble, I come to seek help.” A halo quietly appeared in front of Ye Xuan, it was the will of heaven.
Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the heavenly vault. His Dharma eyes seemed to penetrate eternity, already witnessing the dozen or so beings outside the prehistoric world.
“Chaotic beings?” Ye Xuan whispered to himself.
“They are refining the seal set by Pangu. It won’t be long before the seal disappears, and then the entire prehistoric world will be taken by them.” The will of heaven spoke solemnly.
“The strongest of them only possesses the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao Fifth Tribulation. To kill them is easy for you.” Ye Xuan spoke indifferently.
“But they hold chaos spiritual treasures, and in this battle, I have no confidence. If they succeed in taking the prehistoric world, not only will I be in danger, but you will also face great calamity.” The will of heaven stated solemnly.
“Great calamity?”
Ye Xuan smiled slightly, unmoved by the words of the will of heaven.
“My true great calamity is the Heavenly Dao Nine Tribulations. They are mere ants, even with chaos spiritual treasures in hand, yet I still do not put them in my eyes.”
Ye Xuan took a step forward, a heaven-shaking and earth-moving aura burst forth. He soared straight into the Taixiao Starry Sky, exuding an unimaginable momentum.
At the same time.
The primordial world trembled, all spirits were shocked. A world-destroying aura spread throughout the primordial heaven and earth. Within the Taihao Star, Ye Xuan shone like an illustrious star across eternity, exuding an extraordinarily radiant brilliance. His momentum continued to rise, as if he was about to step into the Heavenly Dao Ninth Tribulation.
Rumbling!
The Thirty-Three Layered Heaven thoroughly stirred, Buzhou Mountain carrying it straight into the Taixiao Starry Sky. The heavenly court followers gazed from the far end of the starry sky at Ye Xuan, each one extremely excited and with anxious looks, because they knew Ye Xuan was about to endure the Heavenly Dao Ninth Tribulation.
Success, the vast sea and sky; failure, dust and ashes.
“Ye Xuan, I, Luo Hou, have only you as an opponent, do not disappoint me.”
Rumbling!
Luo Hou arrived with heavenly demon light, shouting at Ye Xuan from the other side of the starry sky, his eyes crimson as he had awaited this day for far too long.
“Disciple, go forth, seek the path of eternal supremacy. I believe you can succeed.”
The Primordial Spirit came roaring in, his fists clenched, eyes red, gazing at Ye Xuan with unprecedented pride.
No matter the past grievances with Ye Xuan, the Primordial Spirit’s greatest achievement and pride was raising Ye Xuan. He believed Ye Xuan would not let him down and would become the saint of saints, standing shoulder to shoulder with the undying heavenly lord and others of such stature.
“Brother Ye, I am always here.”
Clad in white, cutting through the starry sky, Liu Baiyi’s gentle smile blossomed across his face. Though he spoke no excessive words, his gaze was filled with immense determination.
The galaxy was chaotic, stars revolved.
Ye Xuan stood amidst the stars, his cultivation from the Heavenly Dao Eighth Tribulation rising terror-strickenly, with strands of chaotic mysterious fog covering the heavens and the earth. The entire primordial world shook.
“Chaos Ninth Tribulation, each tribulation a layer of heaven, Ye Xuan has traversed three million, three hundred thirty-four thousand, eight hundred forty-two years, fearless of life and death, heading directly into the Chaos Ninth Tribulation to become the saint of saints.”
Rumbling!
Heavenly thunder sounded, all things sank, Ye Xuan’s voice echoed in the hearts of all spirits in the primordial, the aura of battling heaven and earth pervaded the world.
Bang!
Through heaven and earth, myriad laws retreat, Ye Xuan’s momentum reached the pinnacle, accompanied by a thunderous boom from within, as he finally pushed open the gateway to the Heavenly Dao Ninth Tribulation, his cultivation rising directly into the Ninth Tribulation.