Not only did he attain the Primordial Spirit, but he also directly surpassed the Pure Yang Stage, stepping into the Golden Body Stage.
The foundation Zhang Jian displayed was somewhat beyond True Monarch Zhanmo’s imagination.
"In this mortal world, it truly is the treasure land for the Cultivators of the Saint King Lineage!"
True Monarch Zhanmo sighed.
Such courageous and diligent progression is unimaginable for other orthodox Cultivators, each of whom requires a vast amount of resources and countless battles before they can attain longevity.
"This is good too; it’s a chaotic time, with Daqian about to crumble. You have managed to attain the Primordial Spirit before this, so it seems I no longer need to assist you!"
"Crumble?"
Zhang Jian’s expression turned stark.
Seeing his expression, True Monarch Zhanmo said: "Just then, Qianhai True Monarch was taken away by the Five Elements Immortal Sect using a supreme treasure, and the Dong Shen Ancestor vanished into the void, likely heavily injured. The collapse of Daqian is already foreseeable!"
Zhang Jian’s face turned solemn upon hearing this; as strong as Qianhai True Monarch and Dong Shen Ancestor were, they met such a fate.
At the same time, Zhang Jian knew that without these two True Monarchs to preside, the disintegration of Daqian was likely imminent.
The Dong Shen Temple couldn’t hold back those arrogant militias.
It no longer had the power to suppress them.
That naturally included Zhang Jian.
At this moment, countless thoughts crossed Zhang Jian’s mind, but he soon regained his calm, having prepared for this moment for a long time.
True Monarch Zhanmo only sighed slightly; the change of worldly dynasties is something she had experienced many times, and she immediately reminded Zhang Jian.
"Ah Yu, go ahead and see if you can take control of this Golden Man!"
"This Golden Man was seized by me and two other Daoist friends working together. According to our agreement, they took the Beichen Pearl and half of the Residual Spirit. Now, this Golden Man only has the main body remaining, along with half of the Residual Spirit..."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jian’s eyes moved slightly as he surveyed the remaining main body of King Jun Golden Man, his figure appearing instantly atop the Hundred-foot Golden Man.
His enormous Primordial Spirit Divine Sense merged deeply within the Golden Man’s brow.
A majestic sea of consciousness space appeared within Zhang Jian’s Primordial Spirit Divine Sense, a gray and white silence pervading it, with only a few areas shrouded in a faint purple aura.
Zhang Jian’s Primordial Spirit Divine Sense ’saw’ a plump, round, purple-golden sphere.
This purple-golden sphere was dainty yet emitted an air of supreme nobility; even Zhang Jian’s Sheji Emperor’s Authority felt immense pressure.
Zhang Jian furrowed his eyebrows, a hint of surprise in his eyes. With his Sheji Emperor’s Primordial Spirit gathered on the foundation of four Emperor Positions, its majestic Emperor’s Qi was exceptionally vast, making it hard to imagine any other Life Plate imposing such pressure on him.
Yet, he paused momentarily, remembering True Monarch Zhanmo’s mention.
King Jun was a descendant of the Ancient Saint King, the main rival of the Ancestor King Xia Yu for the throne, and successfully gathered the Human Emperor’s Fate.
"Could this be the Human Emperor’s Fate..."
A hint of brilliance flickered in the depths of Zhang Jian’s eyes.
The Human Emperor’s Fate is one of the most unique among the nine Emperor Fates.
It surpasses the Emperor’s Fate and can be independently termed as the Saint King’s Fate.
Perhaps today, he could glimpse the mystique of the Saint King’s Fate through this.
The vast Primordial Spirit Divine Sense unfolded, merging instantly with the purple-golden sphere, and Zhang Jian felt he could refine it completely at any time.
Zhang Jian thought it and did it.
He directly infused his Magical Power into the purple-golden sphere, which was first met by countless chaotic memory fragments, too trivial, that Zhang Jian dismissed altogether, his Primordial Spirit Divine Sense heading straight to the core deep within.
His powerful Primordial Spirit Divine Sense first filtered through myriad small granular Divine Sense fragments, then locked onto three currently mature Primordial Spirit Techniques therein.
These three Primordial Spirit Techniques were incredibly complex; one gleamed with gold bars encircled by golden dragons, with nine dragons vividly appearing as if a true golden dragon had awakened. A mere touch revealed to Zhang Jian the peril of this terrifying technique.
Upon activation, this technique seemed capable of conceiving nine Guardian True Dragons, adept both in attack and defense, and the Guardian True Dragons formed by Dragon Qi would evolve with one’s Dao Practice.
Another comprised of innumerable strange Life and Death Yin Yang Qi interwoven, seemingly involving life, death, reincarnation, and other Heaven and Earth Laws, possessing the power to reverse life and death.
"Quite mystical?"
Zhang Jian merely glanced at it, his eyes moving slightly, while the third appeared rather normal—a water pearl-shaped Primordial Spirit Immortal Technique.
Its emanating waves mirrored countless currents, resembling colossal waves rolling over. Just a glance carried a sense of world-destroying power, a high-tier Water Technique.
Although Zhang Jian practiced some Water Attribute Techniques, he wasn’t much interested in Water-attributed Immortal Techniques.
He then looked towards the final piece, a purple aura swirling like a purple dragon.
At this point, Zhang Jian confirmed it was the essence of the Human Emperor’s Fate!
It was Human Emperor Purple Qi!
Thrilled, he directed his thoughts, prompting the Tai Xiao Fiery Fire Pearl in the depths of his sea of consciousness to emit a powerful suction force, absorbing this Human Emperor Purple Qi into the Tai Xiao Fiery Fire Pearl, slightly purifying it. In an instant, a gush of purple aura emerged, merging into the depths of his brow.
With the integration, Zhang Jian directly used the Ziwei Star Fate, this Emperor’s Fate, to absorb it, visibly swelling the Ziwei Star, ushering in a moment of blossoming of countless purple rays.
Rumble!!
Above the courtyard, a thick purple light erupted from deep within Zhang Jian’s brow, weaving billions of purple auras into a giant star of magnificent color.