Bizarre and kaleidoscopic.
This was likely the most fitting description for the Golden Peak of Five Immortals Mountain at this moment.
As those hundred eyeballs opened together, pillars of light of various colors shot out frantically in all directions.
Bearing the brunt was the silver haze surging across the sky.
In just an instant.
The gold and blue Primordial Spirit was riddled with holes, and the condensed silver liquid was sent splashing everywhere.
Not only that.
This Tribulation Light didn't distinguish between friend and foe.
Nearby, Immortal Master Black Spider and Immortal Master White Wall had intended to use this opportunity to pincer her.
But before they could take two steps, they were hit by several stray beams of Tribulation Light.
"Are you crazy?!"
Immortal Master Black Spider shrieked as two more of her spider legs were instantly severed.
Foul-smelling black smoke rose from the stumps, forcing her to retreat in a pathetic state.
Immortal Master White Wall was in even worse shape; a purple beam of Tribulation Light grazed his face, nearly slicing off half his head.
Below.
Wang Ziyu, who was still setting up the formation, suddenly turned pale.
Ignoring the hand seal he was maintaining, he slapped his waist.
A golden streak of light flashed, transforming into a massive golden shield that blocked his front.
Boom, boom, boom—
Dozens of beams of Tribulation Light slammed into the golden shield.
The sound of clashing metal was deafening.
He groaned and was forced back dozens of meters before barely managing to steady himself.
Five Immortals Mountain could stand tall in this Eastern Region for hundreds of thousands of years, and even survive to this day after offending a legitimate Grotto-Heaven.
If they didn't have a few "hard bones" to break the teeth of those who tried to bite them, the high-and-mighty Grotto-Heavens would have simply wiped them out.
Why would they hold their noses and set rules for these Wild Cultivators, giving them a way to live?
It was merely out of fear that the other side would fight to the death, and a distaste for getting covered in filth.
In mid-air.
The massive centipede Primordial Spirit was also somewhat listless now.
The yellow mist originally surrounding its body had thinned, and even those hundreds of eyes were tightly closed, shedding trails of foul-smelling bloody tears.
Clearly, using such a technique was no small burden for Venerable Yellow Centipede.
Especially that crimson heart material embedded deep within the Primordial Spirit.
Its light was now dim, its originally powerful pulse had become weak and feeble, and a tiny crack had even appeared on its surface.
Venerable Yellow Centipede looked down at the heart, a flash of heartache in his eyes.
This was a top-grade heart material he had obtained from a ruin years ago at the risk of his life.
Unfortunately, with his current methods, he still couldn't fully refine it; to deal with this arrogant girl, he had been forced to activate this not-yet-fully-refined heart material.
After this strike, at least half of the heart material's spirituality was lost.
He didn't know how many years and Heaven And Earth Treasures it would take to repair it in the future.
"Cough..."
He slowly raised his head, his gaze falling on the hole-riddled gold and blue Primordial Spirit, a sneer curling his lips. "How is it? The taste of this seat's foundation... isn't pleasant, is it?"
Nearby.
Immortal Master Black Spider and Immortal Master White Wall also gathered around in a wretched state.
The look in the two demons' eyes as they watched Venerable Yellow Centipede held more fear than their original wariness.
Although Five Immortals Mountain was led by the Yellow Immortal Lineage, those were rules set many years ago.
They hadn't seen Venerable Yellow Centipede fight for a long time and had thought that given time, they might be able to replace him... but now, any such thoughts they had left vanished.
"Senior Brother, what a technique!"
Immortal Master Black Spider endured the pain of her broken legs and complimented shrilly, "With Senior Brother's current strength, even if the people from the Grotto-Heavens dare to invade again, they probably won't dare to provoke you easily."
Immortal Master White Wall also nodded in agreement, looking into the distance with venomous eyes. "Now that this girl's Primordial Spirit is heavily injured, we should act quickly and not give her another chance."
The demons' gazes all converged on one point.
Over a hundred zhang away.
The once dazzling gold and blue Primordial Spirit was now like a candle in the wind, flickering.
The Primordial Spirit was covered in dense holes.
At the edge of every hole, the aura of various Tribulation Lights remained.
Like maggots on a bone, they constantly eroded the body of the Primordial Spirit.
The silver liquid that had flowed freely and miraculously now seemed to have lost its spirituality, becoming sluggish.
It crawled with difficulty, trying to fill those wounds.
But the residual power of the Tribulation Light was too overbearing; often, as soon as a wound was repaired, it would be torn open again.
Jiang Yuechu's Primordial Spirit floated in the air, her figure slightly hunched.
She quietly looked at her own hole-riddled palms.
Through the holes in her palms, she could even see the sea of clouds churning below.
At this moment.
There wasn't much anger in the girl's heart, nor the panic she might have expected.
Instead, there was an extraordinary calm.
"It is indeed very powerful..."
A faint sigh escaped her lips.
Since obtaining the System and sweeping through everything until now, Jiang Yuechu's mindset had unknowingly become somewhat arrogant.
She had subconsciously treated the cultivators of this world as mere chickens and dogs that could be crushed at will.
But this time.
It served as a reminder.
How could there be so many fools in this world?
To survive in this world, reach the realm of Ascending the Tower, and even occupy a blessed land for hundreds of thousands of years.
Who wouldn't have a few life-saving trump cards?
Who wouldn't have some unknown reliance behind them?
Yet just now, she had held a relaxed and complacent attitude... how foolish.
How ridiculous.
Jiang Yuechu slowly closed her eyes.
In her mind, the Golden Finger's system panel was still clearly visible; the rows of data listed on it had once been her greatest reliance, but they had also become a mist obscuring her eyes.
The Golden Finger was indeed a Heaven-Defying Divine Artifact that could change one's fate.
But that didn't mean others were just NPCs to be slaughtered.
They were also living beings with their own Dao, their own ruthlessness, and the determination to do whatever it takes to survive.
Whoosh—
A breath of turbid air seemed to be exhaled from the depths of her Soul.
When Jiang Yuechu opened her eyes again.
In her gold and blue eyes, the original arrogance and contempt had completely vanished.
Venerable Yellow Centipede narrowed his eyes, looking at the swaying figure, and an inexplicable sense of unease rose in his heart.
Black Spider and White Wall sneered, "Death is at your door, yet you still talk big? How much longer can your broken Primordial Spirit last!"
The girl ignored their clamoring and just slowly lowered her hands.
Her body leaned forward slightly.
Like a leopard about to pounce on its prey, she made her final preparation.
"Thank you for the lesson."
"In return... I'll let you see my foundation as well."
With a thought.
[Consumed 200,000 years of Dao Cultivation]
Behind the girl, the Brilliant Sun that had previously only existed as a vision.
Now.
It actually began to rotate slowly.
With every rotation, rolling golden flames spilled out, and its size suddenly exploded.
Ten zhang.
A hundred zhang.
A thousand zhang!
In just a few breaths.
A Brilliant Sun that blotted out the sky appeared out of thin air above the Golden Peak of Five Immortals Mountain.