Chapter 1 The Jade Coffin

That jade coffin was suspended in the very center of countless top-tier magical treasures, protected by countless brilliant, flowing lights. The Daoist's eyes held an inner divine light. The power of karma activated instinctively, and he saw that these countless magical treasures just happened to form a combination of both direct and inverse innate Eight Trigrams arrays.

Wei Yuan immediately recognized the reversed innate Eight Trigrams. It was the handiwork of the Turbid Qi Fuxi! Following the countless karmic threads, Wei Yuan saw that among these top-tier magical treasures, strands of karma intertwined. A portion transformed into terrifying arrays, concealed beneath a peaceful facade. Once someone stepped into it, the aura of the direct and inverse innate Eight Trigrams would be enough to cause even a God to fall, as had happened back then. It was enough to extinguish a star, or perhaps, enough to ignite the terrifying power of a dead star.

Another portion was constantly twisting, entangling, and falling upon that jade coffin, maintaining the girl's vitality. This allowed her to remain prosperous even in a state where her true spirit no longer existed. Well, if it weren't for this, being sealed by this jade coffin and the reversed innate Eight Trigrams, perhaps even a God would age and die.

Wei Yuan observed these magical treasures, his expression solemn. The old man beside him stroked his beard and sighed, "It's really strange. Although I was sealed before, I did indeed sense someone entering this place while I was sealed. I thought he brought some incredible treasure, but how could it be a coffin? What bad luck, what bad luck."

Wei Yuan's expression remained unchanged as he said, "That one?" When the old man came here on his behalf earlier, he had already mentioned 'that one' on the way.

The old man said, "Yes." He stroked his beard, then couldn't help but chuckle self-deprecatingly, "Speaking of which, don't laugh at me, Original Heavenly Demon. Although my authority is related to the earth, it follows the path of the earth containing all things, nurturing life within death."

"I may have some insight into life and death." As for exploration, he didn't actually have much experience. It was just that he had suffered so much from that Fuxi while being sealed within the Hun Tian seal!

The old man gnashed his teeth, seemingly filled with hatred that soared to the heavens. He wished he could bite that scum snake, eat its flesh, and sleep on its skin!

Wei Yuan asked, "Is it because you developed the power of perception over the years?"

"No, it's not." The old man shook his head and said, "It's because that one's aura and Fuxi's aura are just too similar, too similar. Speaking of which, I was originally resting at that time, but I was scared awake, cough... I mean, I was awakened by this aura."

He recalled the past. He had clearly just survived Fuxi's clutches and was sleeping peacefully, but he suddenly sensed that aura and was immediately frightened awake, trembling like a startled bird, almost screaming.

It wasn't until that one stayed in this Kunlun Ruins for hundreds of years before leaving that he felt relieved. Then Fuxi came again. And this time, it was *Ren*. It was *Ren*! The old man was expressionless.

Wei Yuan seemed to understand and muttered to himself, "Extremely similar to Fuxi's aura..." He lowered his eyes slightly, as if he saw again that man with mottled eyes and a refined, yet evil, temperament, saying without much emotional fluctuation, "Turbid Qi Fuxi, Dark World Heavenly Secrets, reversed innate Eight Trigrams."

"It's him?" The old man nodded and said, "Yes." Speaking of which, if he hadn't been guarding against Fuxi for years, if he hadn't been frightened by that scum until his spirit almost cracked and his mind was so sensitive that he would be startled by the slightest movement, he wouldn't have been able to detect Turbid Qi Fuxi entering this place with his understanding of perception. Not to mention recalling this treasure trove sealed here.

Wei Yuan took a few steps forward, looking at the girl sleeping in the jade coffin, and silently combined the information he knew in the past—Turbid Qi Fuxi, Dark World Heavenly Secrets, transformed into Fuxi's own appearance, attacked Nuwa, and used Nuwa's blood and soul to create the Turbid World Nuwa before him. One with black hair, one with white hair. The changes and differences in internal authority were still unclear for the time being.

And next, from the images previously sought by the Heavenly Secrets, Turbid Qi Fuxi seemed to plan to use the Lotus of Creation to resurrect the Turbid World Nuwa and brainwash her into becoming his wife and cauldron, but ultimately failed. It seemed that after the failure, Turbid Qi Fuxi tried to exhaust Nuwa's foundation in the Lotus of Creation, thereby eroding Nuwa's imprint in the Lotus of Creation.

On the one hand, he secretly sent this Turbid Qi Nuwa here, hiding her away. But he didn't expect that the past karma and fate were partially changed, leading to the Turbid World Earth God being mentally weakened by Fuxi's torture, and forcibly sensing the arrival of Turbid World Fuxi, and bringing Wei Yuan here. Sure enough, karma cycles, and the principles of fate apply. Without suppressing the other party for these five thousand years, there would be no result today. Every drink and every peck is wonderful and indescribable.

The Daoist seemed to have gained some understanding of the principles of karma and fate, feeling that his manipulation of karma was more harmonious and effortless. The karmic Dao fruit within had already encountered many impacts, and now it was further dissolved and controlled by him.

However, with Turbid Qi Fuxi's mind, it probably wasn't that simple. Wei Yuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes deep, like the purest night sky. After searching several times, he finally reflected the strange karma where light gold and ink color converged, seeing these things flowing and changing, and finally falling on the girl's brow. It seemed to be twisting the true spirit and rewriting cognition, brainwashing the soul!

"Despicable!" A trace of anger flashed in Wei Yuan's heart. He looked around and saw that the aura emitting a faint green light came from a rather strange magical treasure, like a chisel, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, extremely sharp, with a skull on it, the inside of which seemed to contain the roars of thousands of wronged souls. The bottom was pale and jagged, with traces of blood stained with turbid and evil aura. It was as if an ancient god was directly grabbed by the head, and then the spine and bones were pulled out in one breath, and then thrown into the most evil and turbid place, refined by tens of thousands of years, a creation that unconsciously exuded strands of aura that could affect the soul and true spirit.

Turbid Qi Fuxi... Moreover, these magical treasures could not be easily moved, otherwise it would inevitably lead to subsequent changes in Heavenly Secrets Art, and would most likely remind Turbid Qi Fuxi. Relying on his rich experience of mutual beatings with the genuine Fuxi, Wei Yuan instantly saw one huge pit after another left here.

The old man composed himself and laughed loudly, "Hahaha, but I didn't expect that one to leave so many treasures here. Come, come, you and I will prosper today."

He reached out to take a treasure shaped like a steel whip, full of ambition, and said, "This thing is refined from a mountain range spanning several worlds. It's extremely heavy, with a profound and rich primordial energy." It's a pity it hasn't been unsealed yet. "But that's easy to say. When you and I go out, we'll follow these great rivers and mountains, find some human tribes, kill ten thousand or so people, and pour their souls and heart's blood on this weapon. That will barely be able to unseal it and see some blood, and it can barely be used."

Wei Yuan suddenly said, "Stop!" His sudden voice made the old man's movements freeze. He subconsciously turned his head and looked up at the Daoist beside him, "What's wrong? Brother Original?"

He suddenly felt a chill flash through his heart, seeing the Daoist's eyes deep, like the ultimate abyss without beginning or end. For some reason, his heart stiffened. Wei Yuan glanced at him and said with a smile, "This place has been laid out with a Heavenly Secrets array by that one." If we're not careful, these magical treasures will operate on their own, and you and I will suffer some minor losses. Suffering some minor losses is a small matter. Once this reversed innate Eight Trigrams operates, if all these many treasures are to be activated, I'm afraid this long-standing treasure trove will collapse."

"This..." The old man's movements couldn't help but pause. He had only just come out, hadn't made any contributions, hadn't made up for the events that happened more than six thousand years ago, the mistakes he had made. If he caused any more trouble, he was afraid that even the Grand Venerable would be angry. He couldn't help but hesitate, "This, what should we do?"

He looked at the magical treasures in front of him, flowing with light. As long as he thought of these things being related to Fuxi, even Turbid World Fuxi, he would instinctively feel his scalp tingle and his palms tremble slightly.

"I really don't understand this reversed innate Eight Trigrams at all."

The Daoist, with his hair tied up with a wooden hairpin and a gentle expression, said, "Don't worry, just leave it to me."

The old man was surprised and said, "Really? Brother Original Heavenly Demon, that one's reversed innate Eight Trigrams is no less than the orthodox Fuxi's innate Eight Trigrams array."

"Don't worry." The black-robed Daoist nodded slightly, took half a step forward, his eyes deep, and his fingers gently tapped on the innate aura that crisscrossed and filled the void. He curled the corner of his mouth and said in a calm tone, "Don't forget, I am [Karma]. I'm a professional in this area."

On this point, Wei Yuan didn't need to be modest. When it came to how to deal with Fuxi, he was definitely an expert. Although he was not good at setting up his own innate Eight Trigrams array, he was good at breaking them. Destruction was always easier than creation. It didn't hurt to smash his uncle's property.

Wei Yuan stretched out his fingers and manipulated them with the power of karma. The old man only felt that the eight innate concepts in the void were changing and flowing, faintly sensing the intermingling of wind and fire, and the mutual generation of mountains and marshes. Wei Yuan had already calmly stepped forward, and in the void, the magical treasures changed shape and position. All of them emitted terrifying and barbaric power.

They shook the void and emitted the power to annihilate all laws.

The old man only felt nervous in his heart just by watching. But Wei Yuan's expression was calm, stepping forward step by step, each step being extremely precise, manipulating karma, and relying on his prior grasp of karma, relying on his previous experience of fighting Fuxi, he found a way to unlock these changes. Suddenly, the magical treasures rang out, emitting a majestic light. Then, when the old man was vigilant in his heart, they instantly restrained all their power. Immediately, they slowly floated in the void, in a state of being retrieved.

Ignoring these magical treasures worth a thousand gold, Wei Yuan stepped out and appeared in front of the jade coffin, reaching out and slowly grasping the jade coffin. Suddenly, ripples appeared in the void, and then words emitting powerful fluctuations appeared in the air.

The Turbid World Earth God was just marveling at Wei Yuan's behavior of unraveling the reversed innate Eight Trigrams array, feeling the aura of power, and casually glanced at it, subconsciously saying, "Oh, this is also an arrangement that originally existed in this treasure trove, not the handiwork of that Turbid Qi Fuxi."

"This is a defensive measure left by the Grand Venerable." Strange, why was it suddenly activated? Hmm? Let me see, the meaning of these words is—"Purify, world, soul?" Hmm? Purify? Purify the world's soul? The Turbid World Earth God's expression slowly solidified. The atmosphere instantly became oppressive and dead silent.

After a few breaths of silence, or perhaps just a moment so short that even thinking was impossible, the Turbid World old man suddenly retreated violently.

And only at this time did he realize that when the Daoist unraveled the reversed innate Eight Trigrams array just now, he had sealed all these magical treasures! He was furious in his heart, finally understanding that the other party had already made up his mind to kill him.

Perhaps he had already had that intention when he said he would quench the blade with human blood. He subconsciously looked up angrily, seeing the Daoist turn his head and slightly curl the corner of his mouth. Perhaps it was because of that wisp of Turbid World Dao fruit, but his whole person looked to possess a kind of evil charm.

"Sorry." I'm a cop. "By the way, you haven't seen Infernal Affairs, you don't understand this reference."

The Daoist's sleeves fluttered slightly. His black hair was held up by a wooden hairpin. He seemed to stand at the beginning of the intersection of many karmas, as if standing at the destruction of all karmas. White hair was mixed in with his black hair. His appearance was refined and handsome, but his temperament was vast and ancient. His fair hand slowly reached out from his wide sleeves. The old man saw the heavens and earth in front of him vaguely overlapping, countless karmas intersecting and converging, and finally converging to a single point, as if countless possibilities were all converged, all transformed into the cause of everything, the result of everything. All by me. If I say there is, Heaven cannot deny it. If I say there is not, fate cannot escape!

With a flick of his sleeves, the heavens and earth suddenly turned upside down. Karma flowed, and fate was determined.