10: Chapter 10 Xie Wushang's Foundation

In the air above the abyss of Yunyue Peak, the Woman in White had her long hair flying and her sleeves fluttering, accompanied by snowflakes falling all over the sky.

Her gaze was disdainful as she looked at Xie Wushang and Yaoyao, accompanied by a terrifying aura.

That aura suppressed downward like the vault of heaven, causing the Void Realm to tremble, and the pavilion beside Xie Wushang directly shattered into powder.

The rocks cracked, and the entire peak seemed about to collapse.

"Ah, it's Grandma!" Yaoyao let out a soft exclamation, and hurriedly moved her small hand to manifest a small bell to protect her Daddy.

However, the gaze of the Woman in White shifted, and with just a glance at the small bell manifested by Yaoyao, the latter was frozen in the air.

In front of a Saint, Yaoyao was completely unable to activate the Saint-Grade weapon.

"No…" Yaoyao hurriedly cried out, anxious in her heart.

Without her protection, how could her Daddy, whose Dantian was shattered and whose cultivation was crippled, endure the pressure of a Saint?

"Little girl, don't think about protecting your Daddy. If he can't even pass this hurdle of mine, how can he go marry your mother?"

The Woman in White spoke faintly, and immediately, she looked at Xie Wushang.

The moment she looked at Xie Wushang, the pupils of the Woman in White suddenly shrank.

"He… actually withstood my Saint pressure?… Jiang Tianxing? No… How could he be Jiang Tianxing!"

In astonishment, a strange light flashed in the eyes of the Woman in White. She was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at Xie Wushang.

At this moment, Xie Wushang stood proudly at the edge of the mountain abyss. The rocks beneath his feet had cracked, yet he stood majestic like a mountain, unmoving.

In his eyes, the Qi of Yin and Yang permeated.

His left eye had white Qi.

His right eye had black Qi.

His Dantian was crippled, yet he could resist the pressure of a Saint, which clearly exceeded common sense.

At this time, External Affairs Elder Ji Fangyue, Pang Feiyu, and Xie Jingde all flew over, preparing to pay respects to the Saint.

When they saw the unmoving Xie Wushang, they were also extremely astonished in their hearts.

"What is going on! He can actually withstand the pressure of a Saint?" External Affairs Elder Ji Fangyue was extremely astonished in his heart.

"This Saint of the Ji Clan gathered a wisp of Saint might onto Xie Wushang, shattering even the rocks, why is he unharmed?"

Pang Feiyu also wore a look of astonishment.

"Wushang… He… Is his cultivation still there?" Xie Jingde's heart also trembled, and a brilliant light flashed in his eyes when he looked at Xie Wushang.

That was a wisp of joy.

Several gazes converged on Xie Wushang at the same time.

At this moment, Xie Wushang raised his gaze, looking at the woman standing in the air ahead, possessing a transcendent temperament and a disdainful attitude towards the world.

A force was slowly gathering throughout his body between his brows.

Xie Wushang's Dantian was shattered, his true essence had dissipated, and the opened grotto-heavens had all collapsed.

However, within his Sea of Consciousness, there was a purple-gold bead permeated with the Qi of Yin and Yang.

This bead was precisely the disaster prison bead.

Inside the bead was a boundless space.

At the bottom of the space was a vast ocean where black and white intersected, resembling the Yin and Yang Taiji.

Above the ocean floated a divine platform.

Around the divine platform were cages forged from metal.

The cages hung in the air, and inside each of them was sealed an Evil Spirit emanating a terrifying aura.

Some Evil Spirits had pointed mouths and upright ears, with lightning flashing in their eyes. The lightning split the Void Realm, dancing like giant snakes in chaos.

Some Evil Spirits were shrouded in black fog all over, and their pupils seemed to contain a floating dark world, within which black winds annihilated mountains and rivers.

Some Evil Spirits grew white hair and were filled with cold Qi all over, with a world of ice and snow manifesting in their pupils. Heavy snow drifted inside, covering the mountains and rivers, leaving no living creatures and causing birds and beasts to go extinct, and even inside the cage sealing it, snowflakes fluttered.

On the divine platform at the center of these countless cages, a gray-haired man sat cross-legged on a purple-gold lotus platform, with a transcendent and noble temperament.

He closed his eyes, and as his aura exhaled and inhaled, the Dao rhymes of this space moved accordingly, resembling a Dominator in charge of the heavens and the earth.

If one looked closely, he looked exactly like Xie Wushang.

This was impressively the Primordial Spirit of Xie Wushang.

In front of him was a huge ball of light, inside of which was a Saint-Grade Disaster King flashing with red lightning all over.

Xie Wushang was using the black and white Yin and Yang Dao fire to fully refine this Disaster King.

It was just that because he had used a wisp of Primordial Spirit power earlier, the power became disordered, and the rest of the Disaster Kings began to stir restlessly.

"I am the Annihilation Disaster King, let me out!"

"I am the Ice and Snow Disaster King, let me out!"

"I am the Plague Disaster King, let me out."

Those Disaster Kings sealed within the cages roared, wanting to break free from the cages.

The auras they emitted each reached the level of a human Saint.

Even, some Disaster Kings were much stronger than the Woman in White outside.

The gray-haired Xie Wushang suddenly opened his eyes.

His left eye was filled with white mist, inside of which the sun, moon, and stars were gestating, full of vitality.

His right eye was black mist, in which endless destructive lightning flashed, and star after star was split apart, resembling a world-destroying spectacle.

"Noisy."

The gray-haired Xie Wushang slowly raised his right hand toward the cages in the Void Realm ahead.

Chains condensed from strands of black and white Qi emerged on his palm.

These chains connected to the surrounding cages.

The moment he raised his hand, runes manifested on those cages, and then endless black lightning descended.

It struck the Disaster Kings inside the cages until smoke billowed.

The arrogant auras of those Disaster Kings retracted, and wailing sounds continued incessantly.

"No!"

"Spare my life!"

When the imprisoned Evil Spirits returned to peace, the gray-haired Xie Wushang closed his eyes and continued to concentrate, wholeheartedly refining the Saint-Grade Evil Spirit before him, seemingly unwilling to waste a shred of power.

Suppressing so many Disaster Kings consumed simply too much Primordial Spirit power.

He was unwilling to waste even a single shred.

Otherwise, if the power was disordered and the Seal was broken, the Disaster Kings here escaping would surely stir up monstrous waves.

You must know that the strength of each of these Disaster Kings, when placed in the outside world, was already comparable to a Saint.

This was Xie Wushang's biggest secret.

Nine years ago, Xie Wushang entered the Disaster Battlefield, and when encountering an attack by Evil Spirits, this bead actively manifested to refine the Evil Spirits.

As such.

Xie Wushang also knew that the otherworldly Evil Spirits that made the world terrified were actually nourishment for him to enhance his Natal Divine Soul.

Therefore, this bead was called the disaster prison bead by him.

Because when refining the Evil Spirits, the overflowing Qi of Evil Spirits caused damage to his Meridians.

After Xie Wushang returned, he destroyed his own Dantian and switched to cultivating the imperial scripture Immortal Golden Body Formula, preparing to reshape his Meridians and Dantian.

The Meridians and Dantian condensed through this would not be eroded by the Qi of Evil Spirits.

It was just that wanting to cultivate this scripture still required countless precious Materials, and thus, Xie Wushang had not yet fully repaired his Dantian at this time.

Only then was he considered by the people of the Yuntian Sword Sect to have degenerated into a useless person.

Even when Sect Master Su Manyun called off the engagement, Xie Wushang still did not reveal his strength.

But now…

The Saint of the Ji Clan appeared, using power to oppress others, yet he had to use a wisp of Primordial Spirit power.

"Oh, it seems I underestimated you!" Outside, Ji Wanyue perceived Xie Wushang's abnormality, and her jade hand slowly reached out.

"Just now, I only used a wisp of Saint pressure, and did not use even one percent of my power…"

"If you can withstand the pressure of this ten percent of my power, then it will be considered passing this hurdle of mine!"

As she spoke, ripples arose at her fingertips, and an invisible energy fluctuation seeped into the Void Realm, transforming into a domain to suppress downward.

Boom!

The pressure on Xie Wushang doubled. The rocks around him cracked, and Yaoyao stood directly in the air with no mountain soil left beneath her feet.

"Daddy!" Yaoyao wore a worried expression and was about to pounce toward Xie Wushang.

Ji Wanyue flicked her jade hand, and cold Qi rolled over, wrapping around Yaoyao and guiding her into the air.

"Test me?!" Xie Wushang's gaze narrowed.

Inside the disaster prison bead.

His closed-eye Primordial Spirit suddenly opened its eyes, and a fierce light flashed within them.

The entire Disaster Prison Space stirred up monstrous, terrifying waves, the space became disordered, and cracks began to appear one after another.