Chapter 1250: Chaos at Yuanshan
The surroundings were sealed off, with only a single ray of light spilling down from above.
The area resembled a hollowed-out mountain peak, straight and open to the sky above, with winding, flower-lined paths below. A ten-thousand-year-old ancient tree had rooted itself here. Nourished by rain and Spiritual Energy, it had long since developed consciousness, but its mind remained like a child's, ignorant of how to take on a true spiritual form.
Mister Qingshan sat cross-legged on the ground.
Totems suddenly flickered into existence around him. A True Dragon hovered above, a qilin guarded his left, and a White Tiger flanked his right. A Phoenix soared in front of him, while a Black Tortoise anchored his back. A Taotie held down the northwest, and a Qiuniu settled in the northeast...
Qian for heaven, Kan for water, Gen for mountain, Zhen for thunder, Xun for wind, Li for fire, Kun for earth, and Dui for marsh.
The Four Symbols and Eight Trigrams each locked down their respective positions.
Yet faintly, several of the totems were dim, and a few were missing entirely. Some had completely lost their spiritual spark, while others still blazed with dazzling brilliance.
"The Four Symbols, the Eight Trigrams, and the twelve totems... fully half of them are missing now..."
The Demon Sovereign found this a bit of a headache. He knew he would never be able to track down the demons from back then. It seemed he had no choice but to find new demons to anchor the Four Symbols and Eight Trigrams.