Chapter 785 - 376: Human Xiao Li Yishan

The Zodiacs gather, and the Year Beast emerges in the mortal realm.

The Great Talisman Annals have integrated the Primordial Spirits of the seven Zodiacs, their profoundness surpassing the mysteriousness of the Qi Brothers' [Primordial Spirit Unification Technique] from Laojun Mountain.

This is not a simple overlay of Primordial Spirits. It is creating from nothingness, transforming the void into reality, erasing bygone dust, and birthing a new Primordial Spirit. This Spirit belongs neither to the human world nor the mundane realm, an alternative Primordial Spirit.

Such a method has the mystical depth of the God Unification Technique from the [Three Corpses Illuminating Fate].

"What... what is that?"

At Luoying Mountain, before the Living Dead Tomb, shock was evident on everyone's face. Even cultivators felt a deep disbelief upon seeing that Primordial Spirit.

That Primordial Spirit is unprecedented, unseen before, completely out of place with all of existence's Primordial Spirits, like something from another dimension, akin to a species in myth and legend.

"Year ends and begins anew, old talismans can't suppress the dust of heaven!"

Wang Qingyi sat in his wheelchair, gripping the armrests tightly, his gaze trembling. He vaguely remembered seeing records of such a Primordial Spirit in the notes and journals of his Wang Family ancestors.

For all ferocious exotic beasts, the Primordial Spirit is of a profound nature, not killable by heaven, not executable by earth!!!

"The Thirteen Zodiacs... the foundation of the Wuwei Sect is indeed extraordinary!"

Everyone's expression was solemn, all taken aback by the peculiar Primordial Spirit's presence. If an ordinary Primordial Spirit is a flickering candle, then this peculiar Primordial Spirit is a blazing inferno, its light painting the heavens, shining across the mysterious eight directions night.

At this moment, at the Wang Family Mansion.

In a quiet room, the door suddenly opened, and Wu Qingnang stepped out slowly. The sound of violent coughing echoed in the cold night, as he covered his nose and mouth, neglecting to take medicine, gazing towards the depths of Luoying Mountain.

"Year Beast..." Wu Qingnang murmured softly, a hint of gravity reflected in his weary eyes.

"The Thirteen Zodiacs, led by humans, these demons have all arrived."

At that moment, a cold voice resounded behind Wu Qingnang. He turned to see a figure slowly emerging from the corner—it was Wang Qian'an.

"Luoying Mountain is really bustling today," Wu Qingnang said impassively and deeply.

"Chairman Wu, you must have realized by now, the Mystical Cultivation Land of Ancestor Master Chongyang is within this mountain," Wang Qian'an said calmly.

"The Living Dead Tomb!" Wu Qingnang's eyes narrowed slightly.

At this moment, Wang Qian'an no longer had a reason to hide the truth.

"It's been almost a hundred years, hasn't it? The Year Beast's Primordial Spirit hasn't appeared in nearly a century," Wang Qian'an sighed.

Wu Qingnang raised a brow, remaining silent.

According to the Daoist Sect's records, the last appearance of the Year Beast's Primordial Spirit was about a hundred years ago.

"Back then, beneath Dragon Tiger Mountain, it was this Primordial Spirit that emerged and saved the Three Corpses Daoist's life. Otherwise, how could anyone have later become the world's number one?" Wang Qian'an spoke wistfully, recounting the past.

Such a past is only sporadically recorded by Pure Yang Families like the Wang Family or major Daoist sects like Zhongnan Mountain.

That man, ruling the world, gained unprecedented fame, having experienced countless life-and-death tribulations, venturing through with self-sacrifice in the Profound Passage.

"The Thirteen Zodiacs were originally Wuwei Sect's Guardians," Wu Qingnang's eyes were downcast, his expression unclear.

"Exactly, the Thirteen Zodiacs are led by humans, and the Human Xiao is the Guardian of the Three Corpses," Wang Qian'an shifted his tone, suddenly stating.

"This era's Human Xiao chose to cultivate [Jia Sheng Gui Si], practically seeking his own doom," Wang Qian'an remarked coldly.

Upon hearing this, Wu Qingnang's heart stirred slightly, then he said, "Taoist Brother Wang, aren't we going to eliminate the Wuwei Demons?"

"No need; Chairman Wu, a guest is always a guest, and where is the sense in having guests act?" Wang Qian'an motioned with a virtual press, smiling as he spoke.

"We'll stay here. Tonight, we'll slay the demons; not one will escape."

Wang Qian'an was confident.

"Is that so?"

Wu Qingnang murmured softly, turning his head to gaze towards the direction of the Living Dead Tomb, a hint of profound light flashing in his fatigued eyes.

...

The Living Dead Tomb was brightly illuminated, like a Great Moon, hidden within the mountain.

As dark as an abyss, covering a thousand-meter-radius, Rosen's Primordial Spirit was seemingly confined, harshly suppressed by Zhang Fan.

With divine candle illumination and demon heart abyssing, the true horror of this Alchemy Technique was now apparent.

Then, the Year Beast's Primordial Spirit deliberately stepped into the area covered by the "Chaotic Black Abyss."

The Primordial Spirits of the seven Zodiacs, united under the [Annals], transformed into an alternative existence.

Rumble...

That terrifying Primordial Spirit entered the "Chaotic Black Abyss" and was surprisingly unaffected as if it was like a fish entering water, free and unrestrained, without a hint of constraint.

The terrifying fluctuations turned into rippling waves, sweeping across the surroundings.

"The foundation of the Wuwei Sect..." Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit gradually emerged.

His gaze was grave, sensing the surging waves around him, each carrying terrifying power, capable of instantly reducing ordinary Primordial Spirits to dust upon contact.

This power's penetration is extremely strong, practically invasive in crushing and grinding Primordial Spirits.

According to Zhang Fan's estimation, even with Ninefold Primordial Light Protection, a Primordial Spirit could only withstand three to five seconds. Below ninefold, death was certain upon contact.

Rumble...

The terrifying waves spread like ripples, touching Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit, sparking a brilliant flame, illuminating the Chaotic Black Abyss.

This was a confrontation between two completely different Primordial Spirits.

One was forged by divine demons, the other a fusion of Zodiacs.

"I really underestimated the Thirteen Zodiacs!"