Chapter 624

Chapter 624: Dao One Strikes

"Primeval Emperor?"

Wu Xuan’s brows furrowed tightly. In the history of the nine eras, he had never heard that name.

Wu Tianyue was also at a loss.

"That name really sounds domineering," Luo Nishang said.

"If the character ‘Qin’ was added, it would be even more interesting," Ye Xu muttered to himself.

He was also confused by the system’s reply.

In history, no such person could be found.

"Master, in the nine great eras, this person’s name cannot be found," Wu Xuan suddenly had an idea and said, "Could this Primeval Emperor be from the yin realm?"

"I’ll give you one question for free."

Ye Xu said, "The Primeval Emperor is not from the yin realm."

"This old man was mistaken."

Wu Xuan sighed lightly. If he really were from the yin realm, how could the Primordial Dao God not know?

You must know that although one could not suppress the Dao of the yin realm or the yang realm when cultivating to the Dao One realm, crossing both realms was extremely easy for them.

"Daoist friend, I have already given you the answer you wanted," Ye Xu said with a smile.

"This old man thanks Master."

Wu Xuan said solemnly, "Master, do not worry. This old man will definitely gather the one hundred and fifty trillion divine stones within a year to redeem the Great Wilderness Furnace."

"No problem."

"This item will be entrusted to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion for safekeeping for one year."

Ye Xu willed it, and the Great Wilderness Furnace fell into his palm. Endless vital blood essence energy surged, making the Great Wilderness Furnace scorching hot, like a giant fiery furnace that would never burn out.

"Tianyue, let’s go."

Wu Xuan bid farewell and left together with Wu Tianyue.

"Senior, if I could master this furnace, could I defeat Sister Mu?" Xixi asked with a cunning look in her eyes; her inky-black pupils were filled with the reflection of the Great Wilderness Furnace.

"……"

Ye Xu was speechless.

"You two, come here," Ye Xu beckoned to the two women and said, "If I gave you a low-cost channel to buy information about the yang realm, would you buy it?"

"Buy," Luo Nishang nodded.

Xixi hesitated and said, "Senior, how low is the low price?"

"One divine stone."

Ye Xu extended one finger.

"What information could that buy?" Xixi asked again.

"I’m still considering," Ye Xu said.

"Elder, have you thought of a way to make money again?" Xixi’s eyes sparkled brightly, and she immediately volunteered, saying, "I can help you, Elder, with tasks; you only need to give me a little reward."

Ye Xu appeared wary.

This little girl actually wants to make money off him?

…

After leaving Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, Wu Xuan instructed, saying, "I have another place to go; you pick up Lin Qianmo and return to the Witch Clan first."

"Understood."

After the instructions were given, Wu Xuan boarded the bone ship, charging straight into the clouds; the ancient ship pierced through the barrier between the world of the Pure Land and the yang realm, arriving at a chaotic area.

"Elder, I have already been to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion," Wu Xuan put away the bone ship and looked towards a Man in the Green Robe.

The Primordial Dao God sat alone in a pavilion, pouring wine for himself.

Upon seeing Wu Xuan arrive, he smiled elegantly and said, "Sit down and speak slowly."

Wu Xuan sat down.

"For two hundred fifty trillion, I only bought two words," he laughed bitterly, his expression bitter, "Primeval Emperor."

"Primeval Emperor?"

Like Wu Xuan and Wu Tianyue, the moment the Primordial Dao God heard the name, his expression became bewildered; obviously, he hadn’t heard of the Primeval Emperor’s name either.

"Is that the only information?"

The Primordial Dao God frowned.

"There’s more."

"Continue," the Primordial Dao God said with a smile.

"The master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion also revealed another piece of information."

Wu Xuan said solemnly, "The Primeval Emperor is not from the yin realm."

"Neither from the yin realm nor the yang realm…" the Primordial Dao God’s fingers holding the wine cup trembled slightly, "Then where does he exist?"

"Elder, even you have no way to find out his whereabouts?" Wu Xuan frowned.

He had an agreement with the Primordial Dao God: once he discovered information about the person who devoured the Witch Master, the Primordial Dao God would exert all effort to investigate this person’s whereabouts for him.

But judging by the Primordial Dao God’s reaction, he knew nothing about the Primeval Emperor either.

How to investigate then?

"I can give it a try."

The Primordial Dao God put down his cup and smiled slightly.

Having reached a certain level of cultivation, just from a name, one could deduce the background.

He slowly took out a piece of tortoise shell.

On the tortoise shell, mysterious and complex inscriptions were branded.

The Primordial Dao God wasn’t boasting; he was truly proficient in the art of heaven’s machinery, and his divination of celestial signs was unparalleled; in the entire yang realm, no one could surpass him.

The only one who could compare to him was probably the Faceless Celestial Sovereign, who carried the representation of the Haotian lineage.

Tsk!

Primordial Dao God pierced his fingertip and used it as a brush, slowly writing the words "Primeval Emperor" on the turtle shell.

His strokes were extremely slow; each stroke was profoundly solemn.

Wu Xuan stood to the side, holding his breath.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a profoundly mysterious aura erupted from the turtle shell, and strands of inscriptions soared upward, each inscription resembling a single brushstroke.

The inscriptions reflected onto every stroke of the words "Primeval Emperor," seeming to outline the two characters with the Great Dao.

Wu Xuan was awestruck.

Faintly, ripples formed on the turtle shell, as if another space-time was about to manifest gradually.

Primordial Dao God’s gaze sharpened.

His heart stirred, and his blood merged into the turtle shell.

The next moment.

The speed of the inscriptions merging with the strokes abruptly increased.

Hum!

At this moment, a strange aura spread out, seeming to affect space-time, and the blood gradually paled.

Wu Xuan wore a grave expression.

Even though he did not grasp the intricacies, he could tell that the entity named Primeval Emperor likely sensed someone spying and began counterattacking.

"Sneaky!"

Primordial Dao God snorted coldly. "Today, I am determined to see who you really are!"

He activated his profound technique.

A terrifying aura burst forth from Primordial Dao God.

He appeared like the ancestor of the Great Dao, commanding all paths of heaven to bow.

Swish!

Vermilion blood flowed from Primordial Dao God’s fingertip and infused the turtle shell.

But.

The power from the other space-time continuously consumed Primordial Dao God’s blood.

The situation reached a brief stalemate.

As time dripped by, beads of sweat formed on Primordial Dao God’s forehead, his expression grew ever more solemn, and he even began to pant.

Wu Xuan was struck with awe.

After all, this was a Dao One powerhouse!

As powerful as he was, investigating this person’s origins was so arduous; he truly could not imagine how Ye Xu had deduced the name "Primeval Emperor" out of thin air.

The blood on the turtle shell grew paler and paler.

The Primordial Dao God’s finger bones turned pale, as if all the blood in his body had nearly been drained.

Twang!

Suddenly, one inscribed thread snapped like a zither string, then the second, the third…

Along with the shattering inscriptions, the entire tortoise shell visibly cracked at an alarming speed, growing densely covered in fissures before finally exploding into fragments with a crash.

The two competed from afar, and that piece of tortoise shell simply couldn’t withstand the strain.

The Primordial Dao God collapsed into his seat, his once ebony hair now speckled with streaks of gray at the temples.

"Esteemed Senior, what’s happening to you?" Wu Xuan cried out in alarm.

It seemed the Primordial Dao God had lost this clashing battle across distance.

"It’s nothing."

The Primordial Dao God waved dismissively, straightened his posture, wiped sweat from his brow, and said, "That name is genuine. He’s the one who killed the Witch Master."

"The master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion truly lives up to his reputation."

Even now, he couldn’t resist praising Ye Xu briefly.

After all,

if it were him, he couldn’t have dredged up a name from nothingness and exposed that of the Primeval Emperor.

"Not even you can oppose Him?" Wu Xuan’s expression turned grim.

"Nonsense."

The Primordial Dao God remained impassive. If he were the Primeval Emperor’s rival, deducing one name wouldn’t leave him exhausted, his vitality nearly spent and himself almost fatally backlashed.

"Has… Has He surpassed Dao One?" Wu Xuan muttered quietly.

The Primordial Dao God didn’t answer, sighing instead. "At this point, this affair is beyond your reach. You should leave for now."

"Remember: what transpired today must rot within your heart."

"This junior understands."

Wu Xuan took his leave.

"Though you concealed yourself flawlessly, I still caught a strand of your trail." The Primordial Dao God fixed his gaze on the shattered tortoise shell. "You are not the Dao of heaven…"

In this struggle, though he paid the price, he had extracted some gains.

At the very least, he confirmed the Primeval Emperor was not the Dao of heaven.

The mastermind who devoured the Witch Master was a living being.

Whether it belonged to both realms remained open to debate.

"Hehe…"

The Primordial Dao God beamed brightly.

"By this measure, it appears… you and I aren’t so different after all…"