SFS Chapter 1 Innate Divinity
Chapter 1 Innate Divinity
Heaven and earth are dark yellow, the universe is prehistoric.
Pangu separated heaven and earth, transforming his body into all things. After countless years, the magnificent primordial landscape we see today came to be.
The land of Beiming is covered by black ice all year round, with a bone-chilling cold that prevents all life from growing.
This place is the far north of the primordial wilderness, a place that even ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortals would not easily set foot in.
Yet, deep within this endless icy ocean, a supreme deity of heaven and earth is being nurtured—the Kunpeng.
"boom--!"
On this day, a deafening explosion occurred.
The surface of the Northern Sea, which had been silent for countless eons, suddenly exploded, with endless seawater pouring into the sky and the water column rising as high as 90,000 feet, piercing the clouds.
Amidst the vast curtain of water, a colossal creature burst forth from the water.
Its shape is like a fish, and it is thousands of miles wide; its length is unknown.
As it leaped out of the water, its vast, demonic aura instantly swept across the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for hundreds of millions of miles around.
Immediately afterwards, the giant fish shone with mysterious light in the void, with endless Daoist charm flowing around it. Yin and Yang energies intertwined wildly around it, evolving into the image of earth, water, fire, and wind being re-established.
"I am Kunpeng, and today I transform into human form to attain the Great Luo Immortal realm!"
A clear, aloof voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth, its words carrying the weight of law.
The colossal Kun that blotted out the sky shrank rapidly, its mystical light receding, and finally transformed into a young Taoist priest dressed in a dark blue robe.
This Taoist had a face like jade and a nose like a hanging gall bladder, but his narrow eyes seemed to hold two deep, cold abysses. When they opened and closed, his divine light was sharp, sinister and majestic.
He stood on the void, with auspicious clouds rolling above his head, three flowers gathering at the top of his head, and five elements converging at the origin.
This is the supreme phenomenon of attaining the Great Luo Golden Immortal status, from which one transcends the Three Realms, is no longer bound by the Five Elements, and lives as long as Heaven and Earth, shining as brightly as the Sun and Moon.
However, this newly transformed, innate deity, who should have been full of vigor, stood in the cold wind of the Northern Sea, with no joy on his face.
Kunpeng stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze piercing through layers of clouds and mist, looking towards the center of the primordial continent. After a long while, he let out a long sigh.
"Zhuangzi dreamt he was a butterfly, but when he awoke, he found himself to be the Kunpeng Ancestor of this primordial world."
The Taoist muttered to himself, his eyes flashing with a strange light.
He was not a true primordial being; his soul came from the future.
All that happened in my past life is like fleeting smoke, gone forever.
All I remember is an accident. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in this chaotic and undeveloped land of the Northern Darkness, merging with a primordial, indestructible spiritual light, and transforming into the future demon master Kunpeng.
Speaking of Kunpeng, its profound origins are among the most remarkable in the entire prehistoric world.
In terms of origin, he was born from the interaction of Yin and Yang energies in the Northern Sea. He becomes a Kun when he enters the water and a Peng when he emerges from the water. He has extremely fast control over Feng Shui and his physical body is incomparably strong, no less than the Western masters Jieyin and Zhunti.
In terms of supernatural powers, he created his own demon script to educate all demons, and possessed extraordinary abilities that were no less than those of Di Jun and Tai Yi, who came from the Sun Star.
Logically speaking, among the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace and the six sacred positions in the world, he should have represented the Northern God and occupied a place.
However, fate is fickle. Later, in the Zixiao Palace, the kind-hearted Old Ancestor Hongyun, under the influence of Zhunti's pitiful cries and Jieyin's sob stories, actually voluntarily gave up his holy position.
This gesture had serious consequences, directly implicating himself, who was sitting next to him. He was humiliated by the words of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, "How dare a creature born from moisture and eggs occupy such a high position?" He was then forcibly knocked off his prayer mat by the combined forces of Zhunti and Jieyin, thus losing his chance to become a saint!
Without the holy position, one loses the talisman of eternal protection.
What followed was even more tragic. The dignified Lord of the Northern Underworld was forcibly suppressed by Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, who forced him to separate a wisp of his primordial spirit and entrust it to the Demon Summoning Banner, thus making him a demon master in the Heavenly Court of the demon race.
Despite his impressive title, he was actually a high-level henchman who not only devoted himself to the demon race but was also drawn into the tragic cataclysmic event of the Lich War.
In the end, they were forced to flee in panic and barely survive.
"Is this the destiny of the Kunpeng?"
Thinking of this, Kunpeng couldn't help but shake his head again.
He knew that the original Kunpeng had fallen into such a state not only because of bad luck, but more importantly because it lacked a protective treasure.
As one of the most outstanding innate deities in the world, Kunpeng was incredibly poor.
Throughout the primordial world, which of those top-tier powerhouses didn't possess countless magical treasures?
Look at the Three Pure Ones, they not only possess the great merit of Pangu creating the world, but also have innate treasures such as the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda, the Taiji Diagram, the Pangu Banner, and the Four Swords of Zhuxian.
Even when they later distributed the treasure at the Treasure Sharing Cliff, they took away most of their wealth.
Look at Nuwa, so blessed with great fortune, protected by a red embroidered ball and a map of mountains and rivers, she created humans and made them saints, living a carefree and unrestrained life.
Then look at Di Jun and Tai Yi, who were born with the Hetu Luoshu and the Chaos Bell.
What kind of concept is that?
The Chaos Bell is one of the three innate treasures transformed from the Heaven-Opening Axe. It combines offense and defense and suppresses the primordial destiny.
The Hetu and Luoshu are supreme tools for deducing celestial secrets.
Even the Western duo, who constantly complained about being poor and said that the West was barren, actually possessed top-grade innate spiritual treasures such as the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit, the Seven Treasures Tree, and the Six Roots Pure Bamboo.
In contrast, Kunpeng, despite having a top-tier background, possesses nothing of value, not even a single innate spiritual treasure.
When the Zixiao Palace distributed its treasures later, there was no word of him receiving any extraordinary treasures.
How tragic is this contrast?
"Dharma, companion, wealth, and place are the four essentials of spiritual practice. Among them, the word 'wealth' is of paramount importance!"
Without the protection of a spiritual treasure, even a Great Luo Golden Immortal is nothing more than a slightly larger ant in this great calamity. Kunpeng thought to himself, his eyes flickering uncertainly.
Now that he has transmigrated and taken over the body of the Kunpeng, he naturally cannot repeat the same mistakes.
In this life, he will defy fate and fight for the elusive pinnacle of the Great Dao!
As he was pondering, a flash of inspiration suddenly crossed his mind.
"The River Styx!"
He thought of another innate deity who was also in the northern lands—the Lord of the Netherworld Blood Sea, the Styx Ancestor.
The Styx Ancestor was formed from the filthy blood from Pangu's navel after he created the world. He was born with a vast sea of blood spanning billions of miles and boundless fortune.
He was a famously wealthy individual in the primordial world, possessing three supreme weapons of slaughter: the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, the Yuan Tu, and the Abi.
The sea of blood never dries up, the River Styx never dies; such supernatural powers are difficult for even a saint to completely destroy.
"In terms of origin, I, Kunpeng, am on par with him, Styx. In terms of supernatural powers, we are also evenly matched. But when it comes to magical treasures and fortune, I am far inferior to him."
A glint of light flashed in Kunpeng's eyes. "This is truly unfair!"
A bold idea suddenly came to his mind.
The current primordial world is still in the early Dragon-Han Calamity period.
The three races of dragon, phoenix, and qilin fought for supremacy, causing the heavens and earth to darken and the sun and moon to lose their light.
At this moment, Dao Ancestor Hongjun is probably not yet preaching in Zixiao Palace, nor has he merged with the Heavenly Dao.
Because of his transmigration, he was born several eons earlier than the original Kunpeng.
One Yuanhui is 129,600 years.
Such a long period of time is enough to change too many things!
"At this moment, the Styx River is probably still sleeping in the sea of blood, not yet transformed!" Kunpeng's heart began to pound uncontrollably.
A plan quickly took shape in his mind—to go to the Netherworld Blood Sea, and before the Styx Ancestor was born, devour him, seize his Blood Sea Origin, boundless fortune, and a host of coveted companion treasures!
Although this act is against the natural order, in this dog-eat-dog world, mercy and concession will only lead to one's own destruction.
The fate of Ancestor Hongyun in the future will be the best proof.
"In the struggle for the Great Dao, it's a matter of either advancing or retreating! Fellow Daoist Styx, don't blame me for being ruthless. If you must blame someone, blame the fact that we both reside in the North, and that your fortune happens to be exactly what I need most!"
A resolute glint flashed in Kunpeng's eyes.
Without further hesitation, he soared into the sky.
A clear, melodious cry resounded throughout the heavens and earth, and the figure of the Taoist in black robes shifted in the air, transforming into a giant bird that blotted out the sky.
Its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky, and its back is so vast that its length is unknown.
With a single flap of its wings, it can travel ninety thousand miles! That is the ultimate speed of the primordial era, the body of the Roc!
The roc's eyes shone brightly, and with a sudden flap of its wings, it stirred up boundless winds and clouds, tore through the void, and sped toward the Netherworld Blood Sea.