Chapter 1216: Chapter 365: Congratulations, Fellow Daoist! Congratulations! (6k)_2

After a sigh, his attention quickly focused on the center of his consciousness sea.

There, Zhou Qing’s Primordial Spirit languidly floated, its light dim.

Compared to the vast consciousness sea, this Primordial Spirit seemed so small and fragile.

"Hahaha!" Nangong Xiongba’s wild laughter caused ripples in the consciousness sea, "What about the prodigy known throughout the Imperial City? Now, you’re nothing but a lamb waiting to be slaughtered!"

The seven-colored Primordial Spirit expanded excitedly, emitting greedy fluctuations, "Once I devour you, take your place..."

Before the words were finished, a chilling sensation suddenly struck.

Xiongba abruptly halted his steps, looking around cautiously.

Quickly, he saw behind Zhou Qing’s Primordial Spirit, a strange four-colored flower slowly emerging.

The silver, red, blue, and gold petals each rotated, emitting completely different Dao Rhymes.

The four-colored brilliance intertwined, forming an unbreachable barrier around the Primordial Spirit.

Even more fearsome was the golden Dao Seed suspended at the center of the flower, merely the aura it emitted instinctively made Nangong Xiongba’s seven-colored Primordial Spirit tremble.

"This is..." The seven-colored Primordial Spirit shuddered violently, filled with suspicious awe in its spiritual fluctuations.

He instinctively retreated a few steps, observing this strange flower from afar.

The more he looked, the more terrified he became, a nameless familiarity surged within him.

Soon, he seemed to realize something, his pupils suddenly constricted, eyes full of disbelief.

Decades ago, the earth-shattering phenomenon of the Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown in the Eastern Domain of Lingyun Mansion!

Back then, the sky was shrouded in rosy clouds throughout the mansion domain, the four-colored Dao Lotus blooming in the clouds, drawing countless people to investigate.

Many people still have images of it to regularly observe.

"Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown!" Nangong Xiongba’s Primordial Spirit shook violently, his spiritual fluctuations filled with incredulity, "How is this possible?!"

In the history of the Holy Martial Dynasty, even Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown exists only in ancient records, let alone the unheard-of Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown.

The current Spirit Slash Great Power of the dynasty, which one did not forcibly break through by using secret medicines?

Their potential has already been exhausted.

But the starting point of the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown is the Spirit Severing Realm, not to mention Four Flowers.

Back then, the affair was quite significant, not only did Spirit Severing cultivators within the dynasty swarm out, but even the strong of the neighboring Jiuli Dynasty and several Demon Emperors came to investigate.

Unfortunately, nothing was gained in the end, and the dynasty could only declare it was a breakthrough by foreign cultivators to divert attention, and the matter was left unsettled.

But he never thought that after so many years, he would see this strange flower with his own eyes.

Even less did he expect that Zhou Qing was the one with Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown.

"So that’s it!" Nangong Xiongba’s Primordial Spirit laughed wildly, the seven-colored light flourishing, "No wonder you can confront half-step Spirit Slash with Divinity Transformation cultivation, no wonder you can create so many miracles!"

He greedily looked at that four-colored strange flower, then at Zhou Qing’s languid Primordial Spirit.

His spiritual fluctuations filled with frenzied joy, "Hahaha! Heaven hasn’t treated me poorly! Today I should obtain this fortune!"

In his frenzy of delight, Zhou Qing’s Primordial Spirit suddenly opened its eyes, a strange smile curved at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that ghastly smile, Nangong Xiongba furrowed his brows.

Just about to question, he saw that four-colored strange flower suddenly burst forth with dazzling brilliance—

"Buzz!"

The silver petal was the first to act, immediately blooming with a cold moonlight, the bright glow pouring down like mercury, instantly enveloping the entire consciousness sea.

Nangong Xiongba, in terror, found his Primordial Spirit as if stuck in a quagmire, its actions becoming exceedingly slow.

"What is this?!" he cried out, emitting horrified spiritual fluctuations.

Before the words were finished, the red petal exploded, transforming into surging magma and spewing forth.

Within the blazing fire waves, countless burning chains of blood-colored Dao fire broke through the air, each chain containing terrifying refinement power.

"No!" The seven-colored Primordial Spirit struggled frantically, but the blue petal swayed lightly, a vast ocean phantom emerging from the flower’s center.

Towering waves swept forth, each droplet containing the power to dissolve Primordial Spirits.

The most terrifying was the golden petal, it slowly unfolded, blooming with dazzling golden light.

Nangong Xiongba despairingly discovered that the blood qi and Spiritual Power accumulated over a millennium were being wildly devoured by the golden petal!

"No, no, no—"

He frantically activated Primordial Spirit power, the seven-colored light surged, attempting to break free from his restraints.

However, the silver moonlight firmly held his Primordial Spirit in place.

Each struggle felt like sinking deeper into a quagmire, the harder he tried, the deeper he sank.

"Break for me!" he roared hysterically, cracks appeared on the surface of his Primordial Spirit, intending to self-destruct a portion of the Primordial Spirit to escape. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Yet the blue petal gently swayed, accelerating the rapid dissolution of his Primordial Spirit.

"Stop! I am willing to submit! I was wrong..."

He vainly waved his Primordial Spirit arms, trying to grasp something, but could only watch helplessly as his power was drained bit by bit.

"It shouldn’t be like this..." His spiritual fluctuations grew fainter and fainter, "I am a Spirit Slash Great Power...how could..."

The final struggles were also powerless.

The Dao Rhymes of four colors wove into a net, cutting his Primordial Spirit into fragments.

Each fragment was being simultaneously refined by four forces, even self-destruction was a luxury.

Witnessing this scene, Zhou Qing’s Primordial Spirit exhaled deeply, carefully inspecting the consciousness sea to confirm no abnormalities remained.

Suddenly, strands of profound insights surged into his mind.

"This is...the insights from Nangong Xiongba’s breakthrough to the Spirit Severing Realm?"

Zhou Qing’s eyes brightened, immediately seated himself cross-legged, beginning to comprehend the precious memories refined by the four-colored flower.

No one knows how much time passed, Zhou Qing’s physical form gradually opened his eyes, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.