Chapter 293 - 160: Refining Primordial Essence to Cultivate Yin and Yang; The Birth and Death of Stars Returns to Profound Yellow

Chapter 293: Chapter 160: Refining Primordial Essence to Cultivate Yin and Yang; The Birth and Death of Stars Returns to Profound Yellow

However, all things in existence are divided into yin and yang. A catalyst need not be an object that contains both yin and yang qi; it only needs to fulfill the "division of yin and yang." Whether it belongs to the domains of Kan and Li, sun and moon, or life and death, any such thing could suffice.

Of course, despite this, Yin Yang True Sand remained a superior choice for a catalyst. In fact, if Xuzhuang had been more avaricious, he might have obtained an even better item to serve as one.

In the records of Master Zhaokong’s library, there was an item called "Yin Yang Essence." It was formed from two opposing Spiritual Truths that innately satisfied the division of yin and yang, nurtured through all sorts of mysterious and profound transformations within the void. It was a type of primordial truth that only a Primordial Spirit True Man could gather and refine.

Coincidentally, though the Du Xu Palace was slow, it was not without hope of gathering Yin Yang Essence. However, that was all uncertain. The Yin Yang True Sand was more than enough for Xuzhuang to lay his foundation. Besides, if he truly managed to obtain Yin Yang Essence later, it would still benefit his cultivation, so there was no need to covet a faster start at this moment.

After silently reciting the Yin Yang Merging Dao once, Xuzhuang sorted through his own insights. He then brought his hands together before his chest, forming a yang seal with the upper hand and a Yin Technique with the lower. After channeling his energy for a moment, he took a light breath. The Yin Yang True Sand instantly transformed into two streams of qi and flowed into his nostrils.

A short while later, a brilliant light erupted from above Xuzhuang’s celestial gate. His Gangyun slowly rose into the void, ethereal and unfixed, constantly shifting. Gradually, two streams of black and white qi emerged, flowing and generating one another.

In cultivation, time has no meaning. In the blink of an eye, an unknown number of years had passed.

Lieyun slithered into the grand hall, its expression shifty and furtive. It glanced toward the Imperial Dao, where Xuzhuang’s avatar sat cross-legged upon the jade throne. It then looked up into the air and saw more than ten pristine bottles suspended there.

Some glowed with a brilliant golden light, others were as bright as the full moon. Some seemed to contain a Star River, twinkling with specks of light, while others were wreathed in misty qi. Of course, some were entirely unremarkable... It couldn’t help but gulp.

This lazy flood dragon had followed Xuzhuang beyond the heavens. At first, it was amazed by the scenery of the void, but the Du Xu Palace had remained stationary here for several years. The outside world was unchanging, and over time, it had lost its novelty.

As for cultivation, it had toiled for so long in the Celestial Waterfall Realm and undergone arduous training just to form its Nascent Soul. It was thoroughly sick of it all and had no mind for it. Forcing it to cultivate now would be pure torture.

Thus, two years ago, when Xuzhuang’s avatar saw how restless it was, he had casually bestowed a drop of Taiyin Spirit Essence upon it. He ordered it to refine the essence, which caused it to fall into a long slumber. When it awoke, not only did its entire body feel comfortable, but it had also gained significant benefits. This was why it was now eyeing the Spiritual Truths in the hall with longing.

But even though Lieyun was nursing these sneaky thoughts, it didn’t dare to steal right under Xuzhuang’s nose. ’I need to act cute and make the master happy,’ it thought. ’Maybe then I’ll have a chance to get a reward...’

Just as it was racking its brain, the entire grand hall suddenly shuddered. The pure light gathered on the dome of the hall shattered, scattering a shower of radiant feathers that vanished before they could fall very far.

"What was that?!" The Du Xu Palace had been stationary in the void for several years without any unexpected disturbances, as stable as if it were resting on solid ground. The sudden tremor startled Lieyun, and it immediately began looking around in alarm.

Upon the jade throne, Xuzhuang suddenly opened his closed eyes. He glanced at the hole in the dome of the hall. After the pure light had shattered, a patch of starry sky was now visible. His brows furrowed.

He was actively controlling the Du Xu Palace to refine Void Primordial Qi, not just leaving it to its own devices. Yet he had clearly not detected any abnormalities. It wasn’t until the moment the Du Xu Palace shuddered that he was startled by the feeling of some invisible shockwave sweeping past.

The Du Xu Palace’s Defense Array had never stopped operating. Even a collision with a Receiving Star Stone shouldn’t have caused such a major disturbance. This was highly unusual.

"What exactly caused that?" In the vast emptiness of the void, even the slightest anomaly could not be ignored. Moreover, Xuzhuang had another layer of vigilance. ’Could it be that Celestial Demon Lord?’ he wondered. ’Does it dare to approach this close to the Profound Yellow Realm?’

He naturally hadn’t forgotten the connection he had to the "Great Freedom Profound Monarch Six Marvelous Jade Muddy Heavenly Son." However, this place was extremely close to the Profound Yellow Realm. The Profound Yellow Realm had no shortage of Primordial Spirit True Men and was even overseen by a Pure Yang True Monarch. What kind of Celestial Demon Emperor would dare to approach Profound Yellow, even if it might try some underhanded tricks?

In the several years he had been in the void, he hadn’t seen so much as a single hair of a Celestial Demon.

Xuzhuang focused his senses and scanned the area carefully, but found nothing amiss. His brow tightened. ’Perhaps my true self needs to come out of seclusion to investigate,’ he mused. With a thought, he sent a message.

For the sake of his cultivation, Xuzhuang’s true self had already entered a state of deep meditation, temporarily severing the mental link with his avatar. Naturally, however, he had left a method to be awakened in case of an emergency.

At this moment, in the quiet chamber, he looked the same as always, sitting upright on the Profound Ice Couch. Within the Gangyun above his head, the two streams of yin and yang qi had grown much larger. As they flowed, they resembled two fish chasing each other’s tails in a circle, an inexplicably profound sight.

In truth, however, the Du Xu Palace’s shudder had already forced him out of his deep meditation. Fortunately, his cultivation level was high, and he wasn’t at a critical juncture in his practice, so he hadn’t suffered any backlash.

Xuzhuang’s eyelids twitched slightly. He stopped the circulation of his profound art and slowly opened his eyes. As he reconnected his mind with his avatar, he instantly understood the situation.

Without any visible movement from him, the yin and yang qi within the Gangyun above his head suddenly receded. From within it, the Ming Venerable’s Image Pendant rose up. Following a flash of white light, streams of Clear Spirit Qi cascaded down from above, instantly circulating throughout his entire body.