Chapter 166 True Spirit Controlling Treasures
The moment the illusory image of Mount Buzhou appeared, the surrounding space and time were frozen, blocking the retreat routes of the three demonic cultivators and forcing them to turn back to face the enemy.
"Floating Pagoda, kill!"
The three jointly activated the Floating Pagoda, unleashing a torrent of deathly intent. A vast world of death faintly appeared, seemingly the final resting place of all spirits, terrifying beyond measure. Its power far surpassed that of the Black Lotus of Annihilation, colliding violently with the illusory image of Mount Buzhou.
In the past, the illusory image of Mount Buzhou might not have been a match for the Floating Pagoda, but now things were different.
Feng Zichen's mind stirred, and suddenly, figures of chaotic demon gods appeared on the illusory image of Mount Buzhou.
In the blink of an eye, five hundred demon god figures appeared, causing the power of the illusory image of Mount Buzhou to surge dozens of times, directly suppressing the Floating Pagoda.
This was Feng Zichen's achievement in recent years!
Knowing he couldn't improve his cultivation in a short time, he took advantage of the period before the supreme treasure appeared to imprint the mark of the Chaos Demon God onto the illusory image of Mount Buzhou, enhancing its power to achieve a temporary increase in his strength.
"Hmph! Mount Buzhou again."
"Does my Demonic Sect really have no other means?"
The illusory image of Mount Buzhou suppressed the Floating Pagoda. Mi Tian coldly snorted, his demonic aura surging, and suddenly raised his right hand, drawing lines in the void.
With his movements, strange demonic patterns emerged from his hand, flashing with dark light, imprinting themselves on the void, gradually forming a demonic seal, chilling and unpredictable, utterly sinister.
The moment the demonic seal took shape, the malevolent energy, calamity energy, death energy, resentment energy, and other evil energies wandering in the ancient ruins seemed to be summoned, surging into the demonic seal.
Evil energy is the foundation of the demonic path!
This place is an ancient battlefield, filled with all kinds of evil energy in the world, no less than a holy land for demonic cultivators.
Therefore, this place is the domain of the demonic path, offering a natural advantage to those who follow it.
"Go!"
Mi Tian pointed at the demonic seal, which actually managed to bypass the blockade of the Buzhou Mountain phantom and enter its interior, merging with the Floating Pagoda.
Instantly, the deathly aura emanating from the Floating Pagoda intensified, each layer glowing, and countless death worlds manifesting behind it.
There were a total of eighteen, corresponding to the eighteen layers of the pagoda.
The aura emanating from each of these death worlds was infinitely close to that of a Great Thousand World.
These death worlds appeared layer by layer, from low to high. Each world's appearance lifted the Buzhou Mountain phantom, weakening its suppressive power.
Gradually, as more and more death worlds took shape, the Buzhou Mountain phantom was enveloped by them, completely losing its effect.
Then, the death worlds rapidly expanded, heading straight for Feng Zichen and the others, attempting to drag them into the Floating Pagoda for eternal damnation.
"Chaos Pearl, rise!"
A flash of dark light emanated from the Chaos Pearl, wisps of chaotic energy descending to envelop Feng Zichen and the other two, isolating them from their current spacetime and allowing them to travel outside of it. No matter how powerful the Floating Pagoda was, its essence was merely an acquired treasure, incapable of rivaling an innate treasure; it remained on par with the Chaos Pearl.
Even though Feng Zichen's magical power was far inferior to the three demonic cultivators, the Floating Pagoda could not break through the Chaos Pearl's defenses in a short time.
The world of death flowed over them like water, leaving no ripple, as if they didn't exist.
However, the Floating Pagoda was powerless against them. The three demonic cultivators, having finally gained the upper hand, were not about to give up easily.
Forget about escape, each unleashing their spiritual treasures and their strongest divine abilities, attacking Feng Zichen and his companions.
Under their combined attack, countless dimensions shattered, and world-destroying divine light shot forth, obliterating everything; the God-Destroying Arrows were incredibly sharp and terrifying.
Countless vengeful spirits appeared, their forms varied, forming bizarre arrays, emanating boundless demonic energy, seemingly intent on devouring everything.
"It's a pity the Witch Clan is born without a primordial spirit, unable to activate their magical treasures. Otherwise, the three of us, working together to activate the Chaos Pearl, would have long ago annihilated the World-Destroying Daoists."
Feng Zichen thought helplessly, drawing his Zichen Sword and using the Human Dao Sword Technique to shatter the world-destroying divine light surging before him.
Xing Tian alone possesses two innate spiritual treasures, both with great origins, no less powerful than the Mi Tian Mirror and the God-Slaying Bow, their power astonishing.
If Xing Tian could activate them, he could easily take on two opponents, if not three.
Kua Fu's peach wood staff, its origin and grade unknown, seems to possess a life force, capable of fighting autonomously, its mysteries boundless.
These three innate spiritual treasures, in the hands of anyone, could unleash earth-shattering power. But in the hands of Xing Tian and Kua Fu, they are merely used as ordinary weapons, for chopping, smashing, or stabbing…
They receive no assistance from them, relying entirely on instinct to exert their strength; how much power can they possibly unleash?
This is why Feng Zichen and his companions, facing the combined attacks of the three demonic cultivators wielding their magical treasures, gradually became overwhelmed and fell into a disadvantageous position.
"Wait!"
"Without a primordial spirit, I can't activate a spiritual treasure?"
In a flash, Feng Zichen's mind stirred, and he suddenly thought of a secret method that allowed him to activate an innate spiritual treasure without the power of a primordial spirit.
Thinking this, he summoned his Merit Light and, suppressing his heartache, cut a small section of golden light from it, transforming it back into Xuanhuang Merit Qi, which he then scattered around.
Xuanhuang Merit Qi is the power of the origin of heaven and earth, combined with the power of the Heavenly Dao. It is most effective at suppressing these Yin and evil energies, even surpassing the power of ultimate Yang in this aspect.
Instantly, golden rain fell from the sky, each strand landing on the surrounding resentful spirits, malevolent energy, and calamity energy, emitting a sizzling sound and purifying them all.
After temporarily using his merit energy to block the attacks of the three demonic cultivators, Feng Zichen quickly took a moment to transmit his voice to Xing Tian and the other, saying,
"Fellow Daoists, I have a method that can help you activate your innate spiritual treasures. Please take it and study it carefully, and give the three fellow Daoists opposite you a surprise."
As he spoke, ignoring the questioning looks on Xing Tian's face, two beams of purple light suddenly flew from between Feng Zichen's brows and landed on their foreheads respectively.
This purple light was the method of using spiritual treasures with true spirit, a secret technique created by Feng Zichen with the help of the Heavenly Dao when he ascended to the Heavenly Immortal realm. It allowed him to activate spiritual treasures directly with his true spirit without relying on his primordial spirit.
The blood of Pangu was accidentally tainted with the evil energy of creation, preventing the Wu tribe from developing a primordial spirit. However, the absence of a primordial spirit did not mean the absence of a true spirit.
A true spirit is the embodiment of the Great Dao, the foundation of a person.
It can be said that only by possessing a true spirit can one truly be considered a living being, who wouldn't lack one?
(End of Chapter)