Chapter 103 A Unique Item

Multicolored light intertwined, sealing the heavens and locking the earth, a substantial aura encompassing all directions.

Moreover, a vast and grand mental intent arrived from all directions, suppressing him with the most violent posture.

Nowhere to escape, nowhere to hide.

Beneath the giant palm, the bones of Yixie Daoren cracked and creaked, fine lines instantly covering his entire body.

Yixie Dao's Yuanshen (primordial spirit) was different from those cultivated by other sects.

Its foundation lay in the seventy-two great Da Fa (methods); the completion of one Da Fa added a supernatural power, and the completion of all seventy-two meant possessing seventy-two supernatural powers, making him a top-tier combatant among Yuanshen Zhenren (primordial spirit perfected beings).

However, in the battle that destroyed Yixie Dao, his Seven Emotions Demon Ghosts, Extremely Evil Wood Charms, Five Yin Skeleton Demons, and other unorthodox supernatural powers were all destroyed. The Refined Corpse Demon was beaten into a half-crippled state. The only undamaged White Bone Human Demon had become the vessel for his Yuanshen.

Even with extraordinary treasures, he had no means at this moment and could only watch helplessly as the giant palm shattered the altar's illusory image.

Then crashed down.

"I'm going to die again..."

Endless unwillingness surged in Yixie Daoren's heart.

After struggling for so many years to obtain the chance of rebirth, was he going to die again after just emerging into the world?

Didn't this just confirm what Tianji Daoren had said?

Was fate truly irreversible?

Boom!

The earth shook and the mountains swayed as smoke and dust billowed.

The giant palm abruptly retracted its power when it was only a zhang (about 10 feet) above the ground, the aftershock shattering the earth and breaking all the bones in Yixie Zhenren's body. In his astonishment, he was grasped in the palm.

.......

Whoosh, whoosh~

The sky brightened with the whiteness of fish bellies.

Amidst a scene of ruins, the yellow dog, its belly full, lay on its back, panting heavily. The demon ghosts were delicious, but difficult to digest.

An Qisheng slowly landed, and with a flick of his sleeve, the earth veins among the mountains hummed, calming the boiling and churning layers of air.

"Woof~"

The yellow dog laboriously rolled over and staggered over.

"Things can't be eaten indiscriminately."

An Qisheng glanced at it and shook his head inwardly.

Its physique had been tempered time and time again, coupled with his intentional cultivation, it had already surpassed ordinary great demons. Not only were its claws and teeth sharp, but they also had the power to dispel evil.

A year ago, Sun Qi was no longer its opponent. Among these demon ghosts, there were not many powerful ones, so naturally they could not harm it.

It was not injured, but it almost burst itself from overeating.

It could only be said that while it had gained power, it was still difficult to shake off the habits of a canine in its heart.

"Master..."

The yellow dog pitifully let out a burp, its nostrils even喷吐ing Yin Qi (nether energy).

"You."

An Qisheng flicked his finger casually.

Bang!

The yellow dog fell on its back again, spitting out streams of black smoke.

Ghost faces emerged from the streams of black smoke, letting out ferocious howls.

An Qisheng casually pinched, and the streams of black smoke wailed as he grasped them in his palm. These demon ghosts were of little use, their essence distorted, full of madness, and they could not even be communicated with.

However, they were not without some use.

Only then did the yellow dog seem to come alive, humanely revealing a hint of comfort:

"I won't do this again in the future..."

An Qisheng was too lazy to pay attention to this silly dog and with a thought, a skeleton had already fallen from the sky, landing in front of him.

This skeleton looked exactly like the White Bone Human Demon from afar, but upon closer inspection, one could see that it was not a pure skeleton.

Within each inch of bone, there were densely packed, countless blood-red lines, interspersed throughout the bones.

Because of these blood-red lines, this skeleton was covered with cracks, but it had not yet fallen apart.

Whoosh~

The yellow dog flipped over and jumped up, having already forgotten the previous lesson. Looking at the skeleton, saliva dripped down.

It took a step forward, sensed An Qisheng's gaze, and immediately lay down on the ground:

"Ma, Master, I, I just have an itchy tooth..."

A dog can't change its eating shit.

An Qisheng shook his head inwardly, but he also knew.

This was because he had tempered the dog's bloodline many times, causing its muscles and bones to grow too fast, unconsciously wanting to grind its teeth. It wasn't really craving bones.

Amidst cracking sounds, Yixie Daoren moved several times but could not get up. He simply gave up struggling and said gloomily:

"You, who are you?"

He had fallen, and that was that. It wasn't that he couldn't afford to lose, but he was unwilling. This person had neither the aura of incense nor the Qi (energy) of Dao, Buddha, demon, ghost, or evil. How could he be so powerful?

Yes, powerful.

He was very clear that this person had no pure Yang Qi (energy) of thunder and fire burning, nor the perfect light of Yuanshen (primordial spirit) achievement.

No matter which path he cultivated, he was at most a Zhenren (perfected being) who had refined supernatural powers.

But he himself, even though he was so weak at this time, was still a Yuanshen (primordial spirit) after all. To be captured by him was not only powerful?

"The Yama King of the Netherworld is no longer here, so you probably won't have the chance to go to the Netherworld to sue me."

An Qisheng said lightly. With a wave of his hand, ripples arose in the void, and bursts of Yin Sha Qi (nether evil energy) rolled out.

A quaint and mottled small altar was grasped in An Qisheng's hand.

"You!"

Yixie Daoren struggled frantically and roared, "Give it back to me! Return the altar to me!"

He roared angrily, and fear arose in his heart for the first time.

This altar was a fortuitous encounter he had obtained when he was young. After cultivating, he had incorporated it into his very being at the first opportunity. Even a Yuanshen Zhenren (primordial spirit perfected being) could not take this altar away from him without his consent.

But at this moment, he felt the severing of his very being.

This white-clothed Daoist (taoist) had severed the connection between his very being and this altar with some unknown means!

"Do Yuanshens (primordial spirits) also feel fear?"

An Qisheng pinched the quaint altar, his eyes indifferently glancing at Yixie Daoren, and then his vast mental power suppressed and sealed his Yuanshen within the White Bone Human Demon:

"Savor fear slowly."

Yixie Dao's seventy-two great Da Fa (methods), any one of them, required a massive amount of human and beast essence, blood, and souls as nourishment.

The White Bone Zi (skeleton child) he had encountered before, who used mesmerizing incense to lure villagers, was already considered to be acting steadily. The White Bone Human Demon was first refined alive by his father, and then swallowed the Qi (energy), blood, essence, and souls of hundreds of people.

This Yixie Daoren (deviant evil Daoist) had cultivated seventy-two evil methods!

How could he be so easily let go after the deaths of millions of people and beasts at his hands?

"Master, what, what are you holding in your hand..."

The yellow dog's tail stood up again.

"A... unique item."

An Qisheng sized up the miniature altar in his hand.

This altar was not much different from the one in the underground palace, with only slight differences in the details. The patterns on this miniature altar were more natural and mysterious.

As his gaze lingered, information about the altar appeared in his mind:

[Consumes 10,000 points of Daoli (Dao force)]

[Balance of Exchange (also known as the Wish-Granting Altar), one of them, Rank: Five-Star Rare Treasure]

[From the Earthly Nether Region of the Desolate Great World, created by the Starry Sky Tower Master by absorbing the laws of heaven and earth. Thrown into unknown places, it is one of the rare treasures used to locate and explore great worlds outside the universe. It is one of the anchor points for the Starry Sky Tower Master's location]

[Ability 1: Exchange: Take a strand, return a hair. By offering various items as sacrifices, you can obtain a response from other Balance of Exchange altars, exchanging for items from outside the universe. Moreover, it will change according to the laws of the world it is in, tending to be consistent with the laws of this world]

[Ability 2: Positioning: Where the anchor point is, there I am. One day, its master will surely arrive]

[Evaluation: This is one of the rare treasures created by a powerful being by embedding it in the universe's law of exchange]

Ten thousand points of Daoli (Dao force)!

This was the most Daoli-consuming treasure An Qisheng had encountered since opening the Da Dao Ji (Great Dao Record)!

Just exploring its information consumed a full 10,000 points of Daoli (Dao force)!

"Five-Star?"

An Qisheng was shocked, but at this moment, he finally caught a point.

Five-Star?

What did this star rating mean?

Who gave it the star rating?

If he remembered correctly, the Wang Quan Sword (King's Authority Sword) he had forged seemed to be only a one-star, and that was after the eight Wang Quan Swords (King's Authority Swords) were combined.

[The origin of the star rating is too ancient and unknowable, or perhaps it can be known by finding other Da Dao Ji (Great Dao Record) fragments]

[The Master of the Record did not ask, so it was not displayed]

Da Dao Ji (Great Dao Record) responded.

An Qisheng frowned slightly.

This Da Dao Ji (Great Dao Record) was perhaps too broken. It was still not as agile as even one-tenth of the Wang Quan Sword (King's Authority Sword). Any information could only be obtained if asked, and it had never given a single reminder without being asked.

Like this star rating, he had caught a glimpse of it as early as when he had first obtained the Da Dao Ji (Great Dao Record).

It was just that he hadn't paid attention to it at the time.

Later, after entering the Jiu Fu Realm (long floating realm), he hadn't peeked at other items with star ratings with the Da Dao Ji (Great Dao Record).

Judging from this, it seemed that the standard for this star rating was too high.

Taking the Wang Quan Sword (King's Authority Sword) as an example, the Wang Quan Sword (King's Authority Sword) was created by Wang Quan Daoren (King's Authority Daoist) after sixty years of cultivation. The combination of eight swords could slay Celestials, not just approaching the Celestial level like other Celestial divine weapons.

If so, should Celestials only be one star?

"What is this star rating based on? Combat power? Or what?"

An Qisheng's doubts deepened.

Different worlds had completely different cultivation systems, and combat power manifestations were also different. In theory, it was impossible to equate them.

[Dao Foundation]

Da Dao Ji (Great Dao Record) shone, and the text changed again:

[One who has established a Dao Foundation is one star even without weapons, and one who has not established a Dao Foundation is not even one star even if they can move mountains and fill seas]

Listening to the response given by Da Dao Ji (Great Dao Record), An Qisheng still frowned.

The two words 'Dao Foundation' contained too much meaning.

Was it Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment?

Returning to the Original Purity?

Or Seeing the Nature of Mind?

Or did it include everything?

Knowing the star rating, An Qisheng used the Da Dao Ji (Great Dao Record) to check himself:

[An Qisheng (Master of the Da Dao Ji (Great Dao Record))]

[Lifespan: 24/495 (Xuan Star)]

[Specialty: A Few Thousand Autumns in a Great Dream (One-Star Rare Skill), Taiji Scattered Hand (One-Star Dao Martial Art), Taiji Dao Body Twenty-Four Body Gods (One-Star Dao Martial Art)...]

[Treasure: Wang Quan Sword (King's Authority Sword) (One-Eighth)]

[Life Trajectory: Unpredictable]

[Daoli (Dao force): 630,000 points]

[Evaluation: Five Qi Ascend to the Origin, Three Flowers Gather on the Crown, Dao Foundation Established, One-Star]

As An Qisheng expected, he had not crossed the scope of a one-star.

Afterward, he glanced at the corpse-lying Yixie Daoren (deviant evil Daoist). This great expert who had formed a Yuanshen (primordial spirit) for many years was only rated as one-star in Da Dao Ji's (Great Dao Record) evaluation.

As for the yellow dog, it naturally did not meet the evaluation standards.

An Qisheng closed his eyes and silently recited names, placing everyone he had come into contact with in this world into the star rating system.

He discovered that this star rating really had nothing to do with combat power, and the evaluation criteria were very strange.

Unfortunately, perhaps because the Da Dao Ji (Great Dao Record) was too broken, it only had a superficial understanding of the star rating, and the information was scattered.

It was not even known whether the end of this star rating was ten stars, or one hundred stars, or even more...

To know more, perhaps he could only find other fragments of the Da Dao Ji (Great Dao Record).

It was just that fragment in the Huang Tian Realm (emperor heaven realm).

If he was right, it was probably the 'Book of Life and Death' held by the Yama King of the Netherworld to determine the cycle of life and death.

Although the Yama King of the Netherworld was not here at this time, it would probably not be easy to obtain...

Whoosh~

An Qisheng experimented for a long time until the sky gradually brightened before he slowly opened his eyes.

The morning light broke, and the great sun rose.

Not far away, dozens of villagers supported the old village chief, walking over full of apprehension and complexity.

The yellow dog lazily lay on the ground, occasionally glancing at the skeleton-like Yixie Daoren (deviant evil Daoist), drooling uncontrollably.

"Thank you, Daozhang (Taoist priest), for eliminating this demon for us!"

The group of villagers came closer and knelt down on the ground with a rustle, kowtowing repeatedly.

The yellow dog glanced at these villagers disdainfully and lowered its head again, licking its paws.

One bow,

Two bows,

Three bows,

...

The group of villagers kowtowed until they were dizzy, but An Qisheng still did not speak.

The old village chief could not bear it any longer and said respectfully:

"Daozhang (Taoist priest), we have come here to ask you for something, but this matter is a bit rude..."

An Qisheng's eyes were deep, and he saw through the thoughts of these villagers. Hearing this, he said lightly:

"Since you know it is rude, there is no need to say it."

Uh~

The old village chief's face stiffened, and he suddenly fell to the ground crying:

"Daozhang (Taoist priest), you are an immortal, you are a high-ranking immortal, we are just ants in the fields, please help us, please help us..."

With his cry, all the other villagers also cried out.

Most of those who came were village women, and when they cried at this time, it was truly no less than ghosts howling. A tiger in the distance was so frightened that it fled in a sorry state.

However, An Qisheng remained unmoved, but his eyes became even more indifferent.

Finally, someone could not bear it anymore. A village woman suddenly got up and cried out to An Qisheng:

"You! You killed the Mountain God, you, you must help us!"

The other villagers also shouted, as if An Qisheng's silence had given them confidence, and they even forgot that the 'Mountain God' they had always worshiped had been captured by this white-clothed Daoist (taoist).

Roar~

The yellow dog could not help but let out a low roar.

The roar, like muffled thunder, immediately frightened the villagers, and they fell to the ground in a chaotic mess.

After a long while, the old village chief was helped up by the villagers.

He glanced at the skeleton covered with cracks, tears streaming down his face:

"Daozhang (Taoist priest), we have lived here for a long time and no longer have the ability to survive outside. You killed the Evil God, which is the same as killing us! If you don't help us, we will still die sooner or later.

Rather than being eaten by wild animals or starving to death, you might as well kill all two thousand of us in the Hidden Mist Village now!"

"You kill us all!"

"Kill us!"

"We're going to die sooner or later anyway!"

The other villagers cried, shouted, and yelled, a chaotic mess.

An Qisheng watched coldly until these people's throats were hoarse and their voices lowered.

Only then did he slowly speak.

There was only one word:

"Okay!"