3: Chapter 3 Opportunity 3: Chapter 3 Opportunity Di Jun once again looked towards Taiyi, who was still being nurtured under the protection of the Chaos Bell, and it would still take a very long time.
He couldn’t help but marvel at Taiyi’s fortune, as even the Innate Treasure Chaos Bell had become his accompanying Spiritual Treasure, an opportunity not even The Three Pure Ones had.
After confirming that Taiyi’s nurturing would still require a long time, Di Jun set up an array around him, connected to his own spirit, capable of acting as a warning.
After all, the protection of this array indeed couldn’t compare to that of the Chaos Bell.
Having finished these arrangements, Di Jun nodded in satisfaction.
In fact, he had considered preaching to Taiyi, to help him mature quickly.
However, considering his own cultivation level as merely a Golden Immortal and also facing the barrier to breakthrough to Daluo Golden Immortal, he feared leading Taiyi astray and decided against it.
Then, under his spiritual control, the inherent aura around him gradually receded, and the Golden Crow patterns on his gold-plated robe faded and eventually disappeared.
Under Di Jun’s manipulation, he became more ordinary, just like an ordinary being he envisioned in the Primordial Heaven and Earth.
After completing his own disguise, Di Jun checked again to ensure nothing was overlooked, then he left the Sun Star directly.
He headed east, directly towards the location of the opportunity he had deduced.
Throughout his journey, Di Jun continually verified the importance of the Rainbow Transformation Skill.
He also continuously adjusted this Divine Skill according to his own insights, making it more suitable for himself.
This also made his traveling speed increase more and more.
By now, Di Jun had confirmed that he was not the first being in Primordial Heaven and Earth, as he had already encountered many Primordial Beings.
He also confirmed that this was not the time of the great Fierce Beasts calamity, although he had seen some beasts without spiritual wisdom, their strength was not formidable.
If the calamity of Fierce Beasts was really such, it would be too simple.
After encountering them, Di Jun dismissed these thoughts, not thinking too much about it or spending too much emotion on it.
His main focus remained on traveling and modifying his Divine Skills, strengthening himself.
Throughout his journey, when encountering other beings fighting, whether they were powerful or weak, Di Jun did not meddle but strove to hide his presence, quickly moving on.
Even if a tribe perished before his eyes, Di Jun did not pity them.
After all, at this stage in Primordial, a Golden Immortal was indeed nothing special.
Moreover, he did not understand the current situation in Primordial and dared not act rashly.
Under Di Jun’s all-out effort, he quickly arrived at the East Sea.
Approaching the East Sea, Di Jun carefully concealed his aura while cautiously and swiftly proceeding.
Only after seeing the situation in the East Sea did Di Jun relax, and an idea involuntarily flashed through his mind.
It seems that it wasn’t the time of the great Dragon Han calamity either, as he hadn’t seen many dragons along the way.
It seems now that either the conflict between Dao and Demons is ongoing, or it has already ended.
Di Jun flew over the East Sea, arriving at a small island.
Feeling the spirit of the place, Di Jun knew the name of this small island.
Di Jun paused in front of the small island, thinking to himself: Tang Valley.
Regarding the opportunity here, Di Jun had already made a guess.
He was fully prepared, holding the River Map and Luo Book, ready to mobilize mana at any time.
After all preparations, Di Jun then entered into this small island.
What Di Jun did not know was that shortly after he entered the island, a middle-aged man wearing a gorgeous robe also entered this small island named Tang Valley.
Once within Tang Valley, Di Jun could feel an obvious burning sensation.
He could sense the presence of fire, a type different from the Taiyang Fire.
While travelling, Di Jun encountered various spiritual objects, such as spiritual ores and spirit plants, all possessing an aura of flames.
Being of Taiyang Fire within him, Di Jun could feel these similar auras.
He ignored these spiritual objects, partly because they were no longer of much use to him.
On the other hand, Di Jun knew that these spiritual objects were just accessories to his main objective this time.
He carefully proceeded towards the location where the scent of flames was most intense, feeling that the opportunity was not far from him now.
As he continued deeper, flames appeared on the ground and in the air, continually burning.
These flames varied greatly in type, yet fundamentally different in power and essence from Taiyang Fire.
In Di Jun’s perception, although there were many types of flames, their purity was far inferior to his own Taiyang Fire.
However, Di Jun became even more cautious and careful because these changes indicated that he was getting closer to his destination.
As he continued forward, he surprisingly saw elves, flame elves, red lifeforms, all in various shapes.
But they lacked spiritual wisdom, merely roaming instinctively around the area without straying far.
However, once these elves noticed Di Jun, they would charge suicidally towards him, as if wishing to perish together with him.
Self-destruction appeared to be their only method of attack.
Of course, these attacks did not hinder Di Jun’s progress, nor did they trouble him at all.
The flame elves could not even break through the defense formed by the River Map and Luo Book which instinctively protected its holder.
Holding the River Map and Luo Book, Di Jun advanced as the flame elves decreased from few to many, and from many to none until they disappeared.
It seemed that this area was not where the flame elves could venture.
Di Jun could sense the instinctive emotions of the flame elves; it was not fear, but reverence that kept them from stepping forward.
Finally, Di Jun saw his target for this trip, two trunks intertwined as they grew from the same root—a giant tree.
It was indeed the Fusang Tree.
Di Jun thought to himself.
The Fusang Tree, ever-changing, incessantly variable in form, could also split itself into many embodiments.
Since the moment Di Jun knew this island’s name was Tang Valley, he had guessed that his opportunity might be the Fusang Tree.
Legend has it that the Fusang Tree, born in Tang Valley, symbolizes the sun, just like himself.
Although Di Jun felt immense joy at the sight of this opportunity before him, he did not rashly move forward to seize it.
Around the Fusang Tree, various kinds of flames gathered closely, intermingling and jointly guarding the Fusang Tree.
In Di Jun’s eyes, the flames surrounding the ground appeared as a strategically prepared array, ready to devour anyone who sought to obtain the Fusang Tree.