What Taiji Golden Cores?
Xuanyuan Wan forced down the heart-pounding feeling and sent out her divine sense to investigate. This investigation was no small matter—it instantly left her mind a complete blank.
Under the ceaseless nurturing of the Natural Colored Spirit Flower, Gu Qingfeng's originally severed meridians had long since recovered to their original state, and his collapsed acupoints had miraculously bloomed anew.
His acupoints were as countless as the stars in the night sky, and each acupoint seemed like a Purple Mansion, or like a world, layered with profound mysteries.
Suddenly.
Within each acupoint, a ball of light appeared. The light was like Primordial Chaos, within which Yin and Yang intertwined, the Five Elements transformed, growing wildly under the nurturing of the Natural Colored Spirit Flower, gradually condensing into a golden core—a core that seemed both Yin and Yang, both light and dark. Within Yin there was Yang, within Yang there was Yin, within light there was darkness, and within darkness there was also light.
This was precisely the Taiji!
And that golden core was none other than the Taiji Golden Core.
Every acupoint had one. Endless acupoints, endless Taiji, endless golden cores.
Witnessing this scene.
The faces of the Great Dao figures like Nai Luo, Hu Meiniang, and Xuanyuan Wan all turned deathly pale. The shock in their eyes was even greater than if they had seen a deity descend to the mortal world.
Back then, they had all personally witnessed Gu Qingfeng's countless Taiji Golden Cores all explode.
Now, they were witnessing firsthand Gu Qingfeng's countless Taiji Golden Cores gestating anew.
Why?
His Taiji Golden Cores had clearly all exploded, so why could they gestate again?
Could it be because of the ceaseless Natural Colored Spirit Flower?
No!
Impossible!
Although nature can gestate all things in heaven and earth, it absolutely cannot gestate a peerless Fortune like the Taiji Golden Core. Otherwise, the world would be thrown into chaos.
But if it wasn't nature, then what was the reason?
This was no ordinary golden core! It wasn't some seed either, something that could be gestated just because one wanted to. This was Fortune, a peerless Fortune, a Fortune that bore the True Mandate, a Fortune that qualified one to aspire to the status of Human King!
In the ancient era, such Fortune had not appeared for millions of years.
Now, not only did Gu Qingfeng possess countless such Fortunes, but after personally destroying them, he had actually gestated countless Taiji Golden Cores once more.
Why!
Just why!
Not to mention them not knowing, even those great lords and venerables above the Great Dao didn't know either.
But there was one thing everyone knew.
At this moment, Gu Qingfeng had not only gestated countless Taiji Golden Cores anew, but these Taiji Golden Cores were all growing wildly. Could it be that he was preparing to...
"Good heavens!
He...
He...
What is he doing?
Could it be...
He's preparing to gestate countless Taiji...
Taiji Nascent Souls?"
Perhaps this scene was too terrifying, causing these Great Dao figures to speak with trembling voices.
Whoosh!
Gu Qingfeng's countless Taiji Golden Cores began to rotate.
One rotation.
Two rotations.
Nine rotations.
Eighteen rotations.
Each rotation of the Taiji Golden Core seemed to contain endless profundity, endless wonder.
In the blink of an eye, the golden cores had already rotated eighty-one times.
It didn't stop.
The Taiji Golden Cores continued to rotate, endless wonders continuously condensing and evolving.
As the Taiji Golden Cores rotated more and more wildly, they also became increasingly blurry, increasingly ethereal, and increasingly profound.
At this moment, every acupoint on Gu Qingfeng's body was like a world of Primordial Chaos. As the Taiji Golden Cores rotated, this world became more and more chaotic, with light and darkness intertwining within, Yin and Yang merging.
Suddenly.
In a flash, the chaotic world seemed to explode, like the beginning of heaven and earth, and then, it gestated a spiritual manifestation.
What kind of spiritual manifestation it was, no one could tell, and no one could investigate.
They only knew this spiritual manifestation seemed both human and demon, both monster and Buddha, both ghost and fiend, both sacred and evil, even like a deity. Even though countless spiritual manifestations were now within the acupoints surrounding Gu Qingfeng's body, the Great Dao figures in the distance could feel a supreme and endless spiritual aura. This spiritual aura exploded forth, making them dare not breathe, dare not speak, dare not move.
Nascent Soul!
This must be the Taiji Nascent Soul!
Good heavens!
He had actually gestated countless Taiji Nascent Souls!
Heavens!
The Great Dao figures in the distance, like Xuanyuan Wan, were all terrified and shocked, their faces drained of color. Each one was frozen in place, their minds blank, their thoughts solidified.
Was it over?
No.
It wasn't over, and it wouldn't be over.
The countless Taiji Nascent Souls Gu Qingfeng had achieved sat cross-legged within the chaotic acupoints, hands clasped together, undergoing unimaginable spiritual transformations.
One transformation!
Two transformations!
Nine transformations!
Eighteen transformations!
Each transformation was like a cycle of reincarnation, each transformation like life and death alternating, repeating endlessly.
What was he doing?
Why were all the Taiji Nascent Souls transforming?
Could it be...
He was also preparing to gestate countless Taiji Primordial Spirits?
They didn't know.
No one could imagine.
And the Taiji Nascent Souls within the various acupoints around Gu Qingfeng's body continued to transform ceaselessly.
Eighty-one transformations.
Eight hundred and eleven transformations.
Eight thousand one hundred and eleven transformations.
Eighty-one thousand one hundred and eleven transformations.
The Taiji Nascent Souls grew increasingly blurry, increasingly ethereal, increasingly weak with each transformation, as if merging into the chaotic acupoint worlds, gradually disappearing. Immediately after, the acupoints around Gu Qingfeng's body also grew quiet, no longer like worlds undergoing chaotic changes.
Everything, everything, came to a standstill.
No one knew how long it had been, but suddenly!
In a flash, dazzling radiance erupted from Gu Qingfeng's body.
When the radiance bloomed, it was also an intertwining of black and white, like the light of Primordial Chaos.
At the same time, an endless, supreme might erupted. The might was so vast, so boundless, that it shook the heaven-spanning Great Sun Radiance until they trembled incessantly, twisted the entire void, and even shocked Great Dao figures like Xuanyuan Wan into collapsing paralyzed on the spot, without even the courage to struggle or resist.
At this moment, they felt as if they had fallen into an extremely terrifying world of Primordial Chaos.
This chaotic world was bizarre and ever-changing. The heavens were collapsing, the earth was splitting apart. There were deities and Buddhas everywhere, immortals and demons everywhere, monster spirits everywhere, ghosts and fiends everywhere. They couldn't distinguish whether they were deities or Buddhas, immortals or demons, couldn't distinguish darkness from light, couldn't distinguish Yin from Yang, couldn't even distinguish righteousness from evil. Everything was there, nothing was missing. Chaos, endless chaos.
"He...
He has achieved the Taiji Primordial Spirit, countless Taiji Primordial Spirits."
Xuanyuan Wan lay paralyzed in the void, utterly weak, her lips twitching, her eyes filled with terror. She said, "Every Taiji Primordial Spirit is transforming, undergoing endless transformations. They fill the sky, myriad transformations. This is the Myriad Forms, the Taiji Myriad Forms..."