Eternal Time and Space

Chapter 8 Earth Flower Blossoms 72, 3 Flowers Gather at the Top 9 Nether Cauldrons, Top-Tier Spiritu

Tens of thousands of years have passed.

With Zi Chen's assistance, the Netherworld finally took shape, and the chaotic spacetime completely disappeared, replaced by boundless Yin energy, death energy, earth energy, and turbid energy.

These energies intertwined, forming the unique environment of the Netherworld. Earth began to condense in the void, and mountains and rivers began to appear on the earth. Although everything was still desolate and lifeless, the prototype of a world had already been formed.

Zi Chen's gains over these tens of thousands of years were equally enormous.

The Eternal Bell and the Central Heavenly Gate absorbed a massive amount of spacetime power. Although their grade did not improve, their power increased by at least 30% to 40%. More importantly, Zi Chen's own spacetime origin increased dramatically over the past tens of thousands of years, and his cultivation level rose from the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal to the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Only the Earth Flower is missing to truly enter the perfect realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and there is even hope of reaching an even higher realm.

Earth flowers, on the other hand, require the earth's energy, yin energy, and turbid energy of the underworld to be cultivated.

Looking at the Netherworld that had already taken shape before him, Zi Chen did not hesitate and began refining it again.

Zi Chen refined the purest earth energy, yin energy, and turbid energy in this world.

These three auras were extracted by Zi Chen from the Netherworld and repeatedly refined with the power of time, stripping away impurities and purifying their origin, ultimately transforming into a golden, dazzling ball of light.

Zi Chen absorbed the ball of light into his body and used it to open the Earth Flower.

Earth's energy transformed into continuous mountains, yin energy into deep darkness, and turbid energy into endless darkness. When the three combined, a root-like structure grew out, and on the root, lotus flowers bloomed, each with seventy-two petals.

Seventy-two golden petals bloom in layers, majestic and imposing, as heavy as a mountain. Each petal reflects the texture of the earth: the undulations of mountains, the meandering of rivers, the darkness of abysses, and the brilliance of mineral veins.

The moment the earth flower bloomed, Zi Chen felt as if his feet were connected to the entire primordial land. The pulse of the earth, the breath of the earth, and the will of the earth resonated with him at that moment.

The thirty-six grades of celestial flowers correspond to the Heavenly Way.

There are seventy-two varieties of earth flowers, each corresponding to an earthly origin.

The twelve categories of flowers represent the human realm.

Three flowers gather at the top, and five energies converge at the origin.

At this moment, Zi Chen's cultivation was finally completely stabilized, and he truly stepped into the realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, with the Three Flowers in full bloom and the Five Qi abundant.

Zi Chen stood in the void of the Netherworld, with three flowers blooming above his head and five streams of energy circulating in his chest. The silver-white celestial flower, the golden-yellow earth flower, and the crimson human flower intertwined and shone, making him appear like a deity.

While the three flowers were gathering at the top, Zi Chen did not forget to refine the last supreme treasure.

Using the purest Yin energy and death energy from the Netherworld as materials, the power of time as the furnace fire, and the power of space as the mold, Zi Chen forged a three-legged round cauldron.

The cauldron was entirely black, with countless golden talismans and cloud-like characters engraved on its walls. Each talisman corresponded to a great power of the earth, and endless yin energy and death energy surged within the cauldron, as if it were a gateway to the depths of the netherworld.

The most precious treasure of the day after tomorrow: the Nine Nether Cauldron.

Zi Chen put the Nine Nether Cauldron into his sleeve and placed it together with the Milky Way Axis and the Red Dust Prison. These three acquired treasures corresponded to Heaven, Man, and Earth, respectively, and were perfectly matched with his Three Flowers.

After doing all this, Zi Chen took one last look at the Netherworld he had personally helped evolve.

Over tens of thousands of years, Zi Chen watched as this world transformed from a chaotic void into a nascent world, and a feeling he couldn't quite explain arose in his heart.

Perhaps this is the perspective of the Way of Heaven.

Zi Chen withdrew his gaze, took a step, and his figure disappeared into the Netherworld.

When Zi Chen reappeared, he was already standing on the primordial land.

The sky still hangs low, and the earth is still vast, but compared to tens of thousands of years ago, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is obviously much more stable, and the Great Dao is much more solid. The primordial world is gradually calming down from the initial restlessness, and everything is developing in an orderly direction.

Zi Chen looked into the distance. The malevolent aura between heaven and earth was gradually fading, but it was being replaced by a more magnificent and irresistible force—the aura of a great calamity.

The first great calamity of the primordial era is approaching.

Zi Chen remained silent for a moment, then took a step forward and disappeared from the mountaintop.

In Zi Chen's consciousness, countless lights and shadows flickered and faded. Zi Chen saw many scenes related to himself, some clear, some blurry, some obscured by the Heavenly Dao, and some entangled by cause and effect. Among these countless lights and shadows, Zi Chen captured an extremely mysterious aura, ancient and vast, carrying the weight of the years. This aura belonged to him.

Zi Chen opened his eyes, took a step, and his figure disappeared into the void.

The land of the East is completely different from the Western Regions. Its mountains and rivers are beautiful, and its spiritual energy is so abundant that it almost condenses into mist, permeating the mountains and forests.

Ancient trees reach for the sky, vines hang down, and the sound of waterfalls and streams echoes through the valley. Cranes occasionally fly overhead, leaving behind a string of clear and melodious calls. The restlessness of the beginning of time has gradually subsided here, replaced by a vibrant vitality, with all things flourishing and all kinds of creatures emerging.

Following a wisp of sense, Zi Chen arrived at an inconspicuous valley.

The valley is surrounded by mountains on all sides, with a clear pool in the center. The water is as green as jade and the bottom is not visible. An ancient pine tree grows by the pool. Its needles are as black as ink and its bark is cracked. It looks like it is at least tens of thousands of years old. Under the ancient pine tree, a blue stone is half-submerged in the pool. On the blue stone, a foot-long object is stuck diagonally.

This is a wooden ruler.

The ruler is entirely amber in color, like pine resin that has solidified for millions of years. Countless fine light patterns can be faintly seen flowing within it. There are hundreds of markings on the ruler, each of which emits a faint golden light. The golden light intertwines and transforms into rings of light that envelop the entire wooden ruler.

Hundred-year-old ruler.

This top-tier innate spiritual treasure, originating from the power of time, can erode a person's vitality, freeze their lifespan, turn oceans into mulberry fields, and turn black hair white with a single drop. This spiritual treasure was conceived at the very beginning of the creation of heaven and earth. After undergoing countless twists and turns, it finally landed here, stuck on this blue stone, and remained untouched for hundreds of thousands of years.

Zi Chen walked to the edge of the pool and reached out to grasp the ruler.

The moment the fingertips touched the ruler, a sense of ancient vicissitudes surged from it, like an old man who had been asleep for countless years slowly awakening.

Zi Chen pulled the Hundred-Year Ruler out of the blue stone. The moment the ruler left the stone, a long and distant hum resounded between heaven and earth, like the sound of an ancient bell.

Amidst the buzzing sound, the vegetation in the valley grew wildly, and hundreds of flowers bloomed all at once in an instant, only to wither away in the next moment, turning into fallen petals all over the ground. The changing of the seasons was compressed into a few short breaths, with spring bringing life, summer growing, autumn harvesting, and winter storing, repeating endlessly.