Chapter 1304 - 1304: Battle Against the Four Divine Beasts

The fourteenth floor.

When Liu Zixuan found himself deep within a stretch of Primordial Chaos, he clearly felt a terrifying being in each of the four directions—east, west, south, and north—charging toward him at high speed.

Although he didn't know exactly what this so‑called Four Spirits Array was like, he was extremely familiar with the Four Spirits themselves.

The Four Spirits had another name: the Four Symbols.

Therefore, the Four Spirits corresponded to the Cyan Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise!

This so‑called Four Spirits Array should be a super‑powerful existence formed by these four spirits.

Of course, whether as the legendary Four Spirits or the Four Symbols, they only existed in legend; at least in the modern era, no one had ever seen their true forms.

Even the Four Symbols Sect, which had deep ties with the Four Spirits, merely studied the Lifebound Techniques of those four terrifying beings.

The Cyan Dragon governed rise and fall, the White Tiger governed slaughter, the Vermilion Bird could undergo Nirvana, and the Black Tortoise excelled in defense!

The traits of the Four Spirits were likewise what made this Four Spirits Array so formidable!

In a flash, the auras of four terrifying beings abruptly descended.

In the east, soaring into the sky was a Cyan Dragon. It did not possess a true body, but was a terrifying will that could rival a true body.

In the west, standing on the earth was a White Tiger coiled and ready to strike; the murderous aura on its body made Liu Zixuan faintly feel a bit of heart‑palpitating fear.

In the north was a Vermilion Bird soaring atop auspicious clouds, its massive body radiating flames that seemed capable of burning all things.

In the south was a Black Tortoise in the form of a snake‑entwined tortoise, as steady as a great bell. It looked clumsy, yet blocking the way there it was like ten thousand great mountains.

In the Four Spirits Array, each direction had one spirit guarding it. If one wished to break the array, there was only one way: completely crush all four spirits!

Sure enough, just as that bizarre Gatekeeper on the thirteenth floor had said, the next few floors really did have to be fought through.

Whoosh!

The Xuanyuan Sword immediately appeared in Liu Zixuan's hand. In that instant, a dragon's roar burst forth, light flaring from the blade and completely enveloping Liu Zixuan.

Vaguely, the Xuanyuan Sword seemed to change shape—it no longer looked like a sword, but like a Golden Dragon coiled around his arm.

Since ancient times, the dragon had been the totem of the Star Sea.

But in ancient times, even in the Primordial Era, dragons had their own ranks.

Moreover, there had been three traditional classifications since antiquity.

The first was the carp leaping over the Dragon Gate—after passing through the Dragon Transformation Pool, carp became dragons. But such dragons only had two claws and were at the very bottom of the Dragon Race.

The second was the evolutionary forms of the dragon.

At first came the jiao; after a hundred years, a jiao became a chi. A chi was already infinitely close to a dragon, just without horns. After a thousand years, a chi became a qiu. A qiu looked like a dragon, but its color and size were far from a True Dragon.

It was said that after a qiu survived another ten thousand years, it would make a leap to become the legendary Yinglong. In a certain sense, Yinglong was a Dragon Ancestor Level existence, but its bloodline was not pure.

The third was ranking by strength.

This ranking traced back to a very distant era.

The basic ranking was: Candle Dragon, Bingyi, Yinglong, Golden Dragon, Cyan Dragon, and only after that came the ordinary dragons.

Because Candle Dragon and Bingyi were creatures from the chaotic period, they ranked ahead, while the so‑called Yinglong, Golden Dragon, and Cyan Dragon were all Dragon Ancestor Level existences of the Primordial Era.

But no matter which classification one used, the Golden Dragon of Liu Zixuan's Xuanyuan Sword and the Cyan Dragon before him were existences of the same tier; it was just that the Cyan Dragon's bloodline was the most noble, allowing it to become the head of the Four Spirits and Four Symbols.

But one must not forget: the Cyan Dragon at this moment was only a will condensed into form, whereas Liu Zixuan's Golden Dragon was condensed from power.

So there actually wasn't much of a gap between the two; on the contrary, Liu Zixuan even held a slight advantage.

Staring at the will‑formed Cyan Dragon before him, the Xuanyuan Sword in Liu Zixuan's hand let out a dragon's roar and immediately flew from his grip, shooting toward it.

In an instant, the Xuanyuan Sword completely transformed into the phantom of a Golden Dragon.

Standing at a distance, Liu Zixuan was truly quite shocked by the sight.

After all, the surroundings were scenes of Primordial Chaos, and within that Primordial Chaos, a Golden Dragon and a Cyan Dragon clashing was truly a soul‑stirring sight, as if both intended to destroy this heaven and earth.

Shaking off his shock at that side, Liu Zixuan turned his gaze to the remaining spirits.

In terms of strength, he should be able to handle one versus two right now, so before the real fight began, he needed to pull out another trump card.

At this thought, the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles suddenly appeared before Liu Zixuan.

With his Inner Strength flicking between his fingers, the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles seemed to be given life and shot straight toward the Black Tortoise.

The Black Tortoise clan was adept at Arrays and possessed extremely strong defenses. If Liu Zixuan ran into it in the midst of battle, it would definitely be extremely troublesome. So after sending the Cyan Dragon to the side, his second target was the Black Tortoise.

As for the Vermilion Bird and White Tiger, in truth they were not weak at all, and both were extremely belligerent existences.

The White Tiger was innately the lord of slaughter, while the Vermilion Bird was a being that grew braver the more it fought. So in the face of these two terrifying beings, Liu Zixuan was still under considerable pressure.

After the Ghost Gate Needle Array formed and trapped the Black Tortoise within, Liu Zixuan's figure flickered as he charged straight toward that white tiger.

The tiger's eyes paused, seeming to reveal a trace of disdain. The fangs in its mouth, like the blades of a Death God, slowly bared themselves as it let out a heaven‑shaking, ghost‑wailing roar. Its massive body leapt forward, meeting Liu Zixuan head‑on.

Bang!

Liu Zixuan suddenly slammed a punch into the White Tiger's head. To be honest, he didn't know if the tiger felt pain in that moment, but his fist certainly felt like it had struck a steel plate.

One had to know, that was the White Tiger in will form.

Worthy of being one of the Four Spirits.

Even more worthy of being the most slaughter‑oriented of the Four Spirits—after taking that hit, it didn't pause at all. Its bloody maw opened wide as it lunged to tear at Liu Zixuan's throat.

In will form, it wouldn't tear Liu Zixuan's flesh, but it could devour his Inner Strength.

So no matter what, he could not allow it to bite down.

Liu Zixuan's pupils contracted. Borrowing momentum, he slid to one side of the ground, then grabbed the White Tiger's neck and with a fierce pull vaulted onto its back.

Though this was a Four Spirits Array, fighting like this was no different from battling the Four Spirits themselves—there were no array rules at all.

The Four Spirits each occupied a direction, naturally forming an array; Liu Zixuan could only feel helpless about that!

In the face of this situation, aside from fighting, there seemed to be no better method!

Just as he straddled the White Tiger's back, the Vermilion Bird to the side suddenly let out a soft cry. Its wings flapped, and in an instant two extremely powerful streams of flame shot straight toward Liu Zixuan.

Liu Zixuan, seeing this, originally wanted to dodge, but looking at the White Tiger bucking wildly beneath him, an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

He abruptly lowered his head and wrapped his arms around the White Tiger's neck. The tiger instinctively tried to break free, but unexpectedly fell into Liu Zixuan's trap. As its forepaws leapt up, Liu Zixuan yanked on its massive body, forcibly twisting its direction.

Bang!

Bang!

The two streams of flame slammed directly into the White Tiger's body.

Roar!

The White Tiger immediately let out a howl of pain, the sound nearly deafening Liu Zixuan. Fortunately, he felt a bit delighted inside, because this move of borrowing strength had successfully weakened the White Tiger's power…