Chapter 165: Infant Formation



The spirit of the five elements was standing aside holding the flower in his palm that he cherished like a treasure. For no reason, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. His hair stood up suddenly, and he was so startled that he looked behind him.

Somewhere in the dark, he seemed to hear a sound he had never heard before.

If there were a cultivator from the outside world present at this moment, he would tell him that the sound was the clanging of weapons, the chill of armor rubbing against each other, the passionate drums and horns before the battle, and the Chengxue Knife at Luo Jiujiang's waist that was humming in response to its master's mood.

From the Hundred Ding Banquet in the Spirit Snake Realm to the words of life just now, Luo Jiujiang has always used only "life" for the most solemn use of the power of the source of Tao.

Life is bright, life is vigorous, life is the endless source of the power of Tao, the Qianyuan Yang force, but Luo Jiujiang has never used the Kun Yin force purely, which is against life.

The opposite of life is killing.

Luo Jiujiang decisively raised his hand and waved it down, like a marshal throwing down a token to mobilize troops, like an emperor issuing a decree declaring war, and as the master of a small world, he engaged in close combat with the chaos that enveloped and oppressed the small world.

For a moment, the sea of ​​flowers in the mountains and rivers still retained its gorgeous colors, but behind that color seemed to hide an unspoken murderous intent; the undulating mountains and hills were still quiet and open-armed, but beneath every inch of soil seemed as if sword energy and sword intent were always waiting to break out.

Outside this world, at the edge of the battle between Luo Jiujiang's power and the power of chaos, the originally blurred and repeatedly sawed edge suddenly became clear and sharp, and instantly spread out with thorns all over its body!

The small world was the core of the thorn's defense, so the Five Elements Essence within it might not have felt it deeply. However, this change had an immediate and noticeable effect on the chaos surrounding the entire world: if the wound had just been a pebble, now it was like a sea urchin had been thrust into his esophagus!

As if wanting to vomit out this world and crush it to pieces, the power of chaos began a violent and powerful counterattack.

Luo Jiujiang just opened his hands.

The dragon scale held in his palm was no longer the turbid color of a fish eyeball. The power of Daoyuan was broken down by Luo Jiujiang into yin and yang. The power of Yang was fully exerted within the world, creating a vibrant vitality for it; and the core of Yin power was just transferred into the dragon scale by Luo Jiujiang, becoming the sharpest and coldest sword, but also the most determined layer of armor guarding the outside world.

"Go ahead." Luo Jiujiang even had a slight smile on his face at this moment, "My moon."

The dragon scales spontaneously leaped into the air. What a silvery color! Not the bright, gentle white of the moon outside, but rather a gleaming, cold light like cold iron. Like the sun, it reflected the splendid mountains and land, casting a radiance like a blade, as if slashing at one's eyes.

Even its light is so sharp, so when it actually reveals its blade, its sharpness is beyond imagination.

A special sound that had become extinct ten thousand years ago and no one has ever heard of now rang out in space.

The sound was only for a moment, but strangely it seemed to leave an indelible mark in people's hearts.

That was the sound of a crack being torn through chaos. Over 13,000 years ago, at the moment the Dragon God created the world, this sound also resounded throughout the universe.

Yin and Yang, birth from killing, love and hate... At this time, the sun and the moon are in the sky, yin and yang coexist, life and death coexist, they are sharply opposed and perfectly unified, and the prototype of Luo Jiujiang's small world has only been finalized at this moment.

The chaos only cracked slightly, and soon confusion and complexity surged up to fill the gap. But for Luo Jiujiang, just this momentary crack was enough.

He discovered that after hurting Chaos, his Daoyuan Yin power was actually growing.

Within the small world, the Yang power of the Dao Source formed a perfect cycle through the heaven, earth and Luo Jiujiang, which grew and grew endlessly, allowing Luo Jiujiang's Yang Dao Source to grow very slowly; and outside the world, Luo Jiujiang's Yin Dao Source, which was full of murderous intent, was actually replenished through the damage to chaos.

The power of the Dao Source is so powerful that even a drop from each of the Nine Clans and Four Symbols is enough to dominate the Three Thousand Worlds for so many years. Even a tiny bit more of this powerful power would be a leap forward, not to mention that Luo Jiujiang is currently in the process of enlightenment.

All along, the golden light that was thinly surrounding his pupils, like a corona, finally began to burn as fiercely as fireworks after he held up the moon!

The newborn moon is Luo Jiujiang's fourth dantian. Between the balance and flow of life and death, and the harmony and complementarity of yin and yang, Luo Jiujiang's golden elixir shines brightly, echoing the golden light in his pupils.

In an instant, this newly created small world, fueled by the sudden surge of power from its master, became unstoppable! Just when even Primal Chaos couldn't match it, facing it head-on, unable to tell who was stronger, Luo Jiujiang's Nascent Soul had already formed!

He stretched out his finger and slowly pointed towards the sky. Immediately, the sunset set in the west and the ice wheel rose slowly. The sun and the moon alternated with each other and reflected each other, like two opposite circles in Tai Chi.

The sun sets and the moon rises, the yang energy is dormant and the yin energy is flourishing. Until now, this small world has finally separated the day and the night, forming a complete "first day".

At this moment, in the holy land outside the chaos, two months have passed in a hurry.

The author has something to say: Thanks to Tanxia Mio for the mines~

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