Chapter 53 Hesitation
The Chaos Pearl, once a supreme treasure of chaos, could even suppress the Great Chaos beyond the boundary. Even though it was much weaker than before, it was not something that the mere River of Fiend Qi could destroy.
On the River of Fiend Qi, Feng Zichen rode the Chaos Pearl upstream, heading towards its source, intending to investigate the secrets beneath Mount Buzhou.
Whether a Chaos Demon God was suppressed beneath Mount Buzhou was merely Feng Zichen's conjecture, unconfirmed. Perhaps he was wrong; maybe something else was suppressed beneath Mount Buzhou.
The deeper he went, the darker the surrounding space became. In the end, Feng Zichen saw nothing but endless darkness.
"Hate!"
"I hate so much!"
"Pangu, you deserve to die!"
...
After an unknown amount of time, a series of sounds came from the darkness. The sounds were like the voice of the Great Dao, ancient and mysterious, yet carrying boundless resentment.
Hearing them, Feng Zichen almost lost his mind and reason. Fortunately, the Chaos Pearl emitted a hazy black light, isolating the sounds and allowing him to recover.
"Beneath Mount Buzhou, there really is a Chaos God being suppressed!"
Recognizing the meaning behind the sounds, Feng Zichen was utterly shocked.
No wonder a long river of malevolent energy flowed from beneath Mount Buzhou; with these Chaos Gods continuously releasing malevolent energy, it wasn't surprising how abundant it was.
Continuing forward, light gradually appeared, dispelling the surrounding darkness and illuminating Feng Zichen's vision.
The vast abyss was filled with a thick, black liquid. One after another, orbs of light rose from this liquid, flying upwards, only to be bounced back by a massive light barrier in the air, falling back into the abyss.
"The true spirit of a Chaos God?"
Sensing the aura of the Great Dao emanating from the orbs of light, so different from the primordial world, Feng Zichen silently pondered.
Walking a little further, a massive light barrier appeared, blocking Feng Zichen's path, preventing him from advancing any further.
"The aura of Pangu..."
The aura emanating from the light screen was identical to that of Pangu. This was a seal laid down by Pangu, specifically used to suppress the Chaos Gods.
Feng Zichen silently retreated a few steps, distancing himself from the barrier to avoid being accidentally injured. The light screen slowly disappeared after sensing his retreat.
Confirming a safe distance, Feng Zichen peeked out and looked at the Chaos Gods within the seal.
As beings formed from the origin of the Great Dao, the Chaos Gods were the vessels of the Great Dao, and every action they took contained the true meaning of the Great Dao. Observing them was no less than facing the Great Dao itself. It could be described as an earth-shattering opportunity.
Although Feng Zichen's current level was insufficient to withstand the Daoist charm of the Chaos Gods, he could record it using the Hongmeng Dao Bell for future comprehension.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
The Hongmeng Dao Bell floated in the air, imprinting the images of the Chaos Gods one by one onto it. Each time an image of a god was imprinted, it emitted a melodious bell sound, quite delightful.
During this time, Feng Zichen used the power of the Primordial Dao Bell to isolate himself from the Great Dao and looked at the sealed Chaos Demon Gods' true spirits.
Each of these Chaos Demon Gods' true spirits was enveloped in Great Dao runes, obscuring their faces and revealing only a dazzling light.
Normally, upon seeing these Great Dao runes, Feng Zichen would likely have entered a state of enlightenment and perished.
But now, isolated from the Great Dao, he found the runes obscure and difficult to understand; even a slight glance caused dizziness and blurred vision. Entering a state of enlightenment was out of the question.
The chaotic demons, unwilling to be trapped here, relentlessly crashed into the seal, attempting to break free and return to the world.
But the seal set by Pangu was incredibly powerful; one after another, these chaotic demons were knocked into the abyss, unable to rise again for a long time. They were utterly ineffective against the seal.
No, it wasn't entirely useless. Under Feng Zichen's continuous observation, he discovered that each time a chaotic demon struck the seal, it would loosen for a fleeting moment.
Although this period was very short, and the seal immediately recovered, preventing the chaotic demons from escaping, a wisp of chaotic malevolent energy still leaked out.
This wisp of chaotic malevolent energy disintegrated in mid-air, a small portion overflowing and transforming into innate malevolent energy. This was the source of the River of Malevolent Energy.
The majority merged into Mount Buzhou, constantly eroding it and being worn away by Pangu's oppressive power. This was the culprit behind the increasingly weakening of Pangu's oppressive power.
Day after day, the Chaos Demon God rammed into the barrier, each time releasing a wisp of chaotic energy, which was then eroded by Pangu's oppressive power.
But heaven and earth had been established for so long, and Pangu's oppressive power, consumed day and night by the chaotic energy without replenishment, was bound to weaken over time!
According to Feng Zichen's calculations, even if Gonggong hadn't rammed into Buzhou Mountain, it would have collapsed under the Chaos Demon God's erosion one day in the future.
"What is that?" Suddenly, Feng Zichen's pupils contracted, and he said in shock.
In the abyss, a wisp of azure light appeared, constantly rising and falling within the dark liquid, struggling to resist the erosion of the chaotic energy.
"What a treasure! It's a pity it's already ruined!" Feng Zichen shook his head regretfully.
The liquid in the abyss was formed from the chaotic energy of the Chaos Demon God; it could even erode Pangu's oppressive power, demonstrating its immense strength.
This treasure, falling into it, received no replenishment. Even if it could barely resist now, how long could it last? Sooner or later, it would be destroyed by the chaotic energy.
Just as Feng Zichen was lamenting the loss of the treasure, a beam of light suddenly erupted from the barrier, scooping it up and presenting it to him.
Looking at the treasure radiating azure light before him, Feng Zichen felt no joy, but rather a sense of dread. Why was this treasure being delivered to him out of the blue?
Moreover, he had already received enough benefits recently, so much so that he was somewhat afraid. First, he obtained the Innate Star Tree, then he found the Primordial Measuring Ruler.
He could explain obtaining either one as luck. But obtaining both simultaneously was beyond explanation.
Initially, he was blinded by the treasures, failing to consider the implications and believing his acquisitions were purely by chance.
After all, the Innate Star Tree was related to the Dao of Stars; the Primordial Dao Seal was attracted by the Primordial Qi. His acquisition of both seemed reasonable.
But upon closer examination, Feng Zichen broke out in a cold sweat. Both were supreme treasures of heaven and earth; obtaining even one was already an incredible stroke of luck. What ability did he possess to simultaneously own both of these items?
The Innate Star Tree was relatively normal, but how could the Primordial Measuring Ruler, hidden within Mount Buzhou, be detected by the Primordial Dao Seal? Clearly, someone deliberately released the aura of Primordial Qi to lure him into the belly of Mount Buzhou.
Subsequent events proved this. Pangu intended to use him to bestow the merit of creation upon someone else.
Although this matter was somewhat troublesome, Feng Zichen still felt it was worthwhile because it erased the karmic consequences of destroying the Primordial Measuring Ruler.
But what about the treasure before him?
(Chapter End)