Chapter 1 The Beginning

Hu~

In the dim and chaotic space, there was no sound or light.

The moment Da Zizai Mozhu (Great自在Demon Lord) rose, a touch of blood-red instantly spread out, and in an instant, hundreds of millions of miles of chaos were scarlet.

It was as if the chaos was bleeding.

Om!

The moment Da Zizai Mozhu stepped out, Di Yan and others also stood up together, bursting out with terrifying divine light that shocked the universe.

In the chaos, the Huangtian Realm was like a great sun in the mortal world, illuminating hundreds of millions of miles of distant chaos. This was where the Huangtian Dao (Imperial Heaven Path) reached, and it was also where their paths reached.

Crossing this place, the Dao and Dharma would not disappear, but they would lose the weight of the blessings of all realms. Therefore, to compete across realms, the six of them had to work together.

"Although it is based on this realm, it is worth praising..."

In the dim chaos, a starry sky suddenly appeared, with trillions of stars changing and interacting, spewing out endless majestic divine power.

This was not a real starry sky, but it was more vast and magnificent than a real starry sky countless times. The rotation of the stars within it caused the chaos to vibrate.

"The Universe Star Chart..."

Di Yan held the divine sword in his hand, his eyes solemn.

They had been holding each other back for countless years, and their battles had naturally been numerous. They were naturally familiar with each other's methods.

This extraterritorial demon who called himself 'Starry Sky' might not be much higher in realm than them, and his supernatural powers might not be better.

However, his Dao transcended the realm. If they lost the blessings of all realms, none of them would be his opponent.

This Universe Star Chart was extremely strange. It covered an extremely distant area, faintly locking onto the leakage of their auras.

As a result, it was difficult for them to transform back to the heavens.

Seventy thousand years ago, it was this chart that blocked them, almost allowing all kinds of ants to overturn the world. Seeing it now, they couldn't help but feel a sense of dread.

"Your Dao..."

The Starry Sky Louzhu (Starry Sky Lord) rose up, his clothes moving without wind, his aura rising, and he let out a earth-shattering roar that made the expressions of the other saints solemn:

"You are qualified to enter my universe and become one of the three thousand Da Dao!"

"Victory or defeat may not go as you wish!"

Tai Long Dao Ren (Taoist Tai Long) sighed, and with a wave of his hand, a jade Ruyi (scepter) reflecting various treasures and intertwined with three colors, carrying the power of collapsing the great thousand worlds and destroying the heavens and the earth.

It struck towards the infinitely expanding Universe Star Chart that seemed capable of enveloping the boundless chaos:

"Retreat for a moment, and in this situation, we will surely win!"

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"Nine Heavens Profound Lightning..."

In the rolling ocean, Qing Wuju watched coldly.

Even across the ocean and the void, he felt suppressed in his heart the moment the thunder sounded.

He smelled an extremely strong sense of crisis.

"I'm on a pirate ship."

Qing Wuju sighed, regretting it, but he was helpless.

With the promotion of the Great Zhou's laws, there were many cultivators, and even more who did not cultivate. He had already achieved Yuan Shen (Primordial Spirit) and was not a member of the human race. He had no intention of learning any new methods.

However, in the battle that year, he was subdued by that Long Xingyi. Not only did he learn this new method, but he was also one of the first 'Refining Qi Adepts' to practice it.

At this time, sensing the extremely strong crisis and the faint lock of heavenly thunder.

He almost gritted his teeth.

But helplessly, after being angry for a long time, he could only grit his teeth and walk towards the crystal palace in the dark seabed that was the only place with light.

That was a crystal palace that occupied an extremely large area, was magnificent, and no beautiful words in the world seemed exaggerated when used to describe it.

And this crystal palace had a resounding name.

Wan Long Chao (Ten Thousand Dragon Nest)!

One of the two holy lands, three divine dynasties, and five major sects, Wan Long Chao!

According to legend, Wan Long Chao originated in the ancient years. It was the Dao lineage opened up by the demon saint, and it contained the demon race's treasure, the 'Transformation Dragon Pool'.

All demons who entered it could transform into dragon species!

He was originally a shrimp in the sea who cultivated supernatural powers, and later entered this Transformation Dragon Pool to cultivate into a dragon species. Naturally, he was very familiar with this place.

At this time, intimidated by the heavenly thunder, the Wan Long Chao was also tense inside and out. Giant dragons soared in the ocean, watching the rolling thunder with fear and trepidation.

"Sea King?"

"Brother Qing, you're here again?"

"Are you here to see the Dragon Lord? Brother Wuju has been coming quite frequently in recent years..."

......

Qing Wuju greeted the Dharma Protector Dragon Gods expressionlessly before stepping into Wan Long Chao.

He sensed the movements inside and outside Wan Long Chao, hesitated for a long time, then turned around and disappeared into the undercurrent, swimming towards a secret place in Wan Long Chao.

Poof!

Like a bubble bursting, Qing Wuju's heart tightened slightly. He reached out to block the undercurrent before carefully stepping into this secret place.

His vision suddenly widened. Separated by a membrane, there were two different worlds.

As far as the eye could see, in the boundless ocean, there were countless towering seabed mountains rising from the ground.

The mountains were like forests, countless in number.

And on each mountain peak, there was a giant dragon, not much smaller than him, coiled around it, as if reinforcing something, as if suppressing something.

"Hmm?"

Qing Wuju looked around, looking towards the dark abyss, the place where the peaks were suppressed, his heart could not help but tremble: "What is this?!"

He saw a head.

A head of unknown size!

The countless giant mountain peaks were actually the luxuriant long hair of that head, and the pure-blooded dragon species above the Yuan Shen were actually entangled in his hair!

What is this?!

Qing Wuju suddenly regretted agreeing to that person's request.

If this thing were released.

Qing Wuju's heart trembled. Just as he was about to retreat, he suddenly heard a series of dragon roars. In the midst of earth-shattering movements, he saw the bottom of the endless dark abyss.

Suddenly lit up, like scarlet eyes like celestial stars and great suns:

"You sea crawler, what year is it tonight?!"

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Boom!

Ten thousand thunders exploded, the earth shook, and the heavens trembled!

The collision between the Shan He She Ji Tu (Map of Mountains and Rivers) and the Nine Heavens Profound Lightning resounded throughout the universe in an instant.

Not just Great Zhou and Nanzhan?

Even the Taoist ancestral land of Dongsheng Continent, across the endless ocean, was alarmed by this terrifying collision. Countless Taoists stepped out of their Taoist temples.

Looking in the direction of Nanzhan, they saw the thunder like the sea, rolling like ten thousand dragons roaring. They were shocked and knelt down, chanting Taoist scriptures.

They spoke of the ancestor.

Thunder is the sound of heaven. Although all paths and sects have it, only the thunder magic in Taoism can be called heavenly thunder!

Apart from that, even the thunder driven by the ancient imperial court could only be called thunder punishment.

At this moment, seeing the thunder moving through the nine heavens and shaking the four seas and eight wastes, all the Taoists knelt on the ground, their hearts surging for a time.

"The heavenly thunder has sounded!"

Dongsheng Continent had the most spiritual mountains and holy lands in the world. Many Taoist sects were hidden here.

And just as the thunder came from the south, resounded through the universe, and shook Dongsheng, in a continuous mountain range of unknown thousands of miles.

The dusty Gongyang Yan exhaled a long breath, unable to hold back his Qi and blood, sweating profusely: "Fortunately, I finally made it......"

Gongyang Yan looked tired, and his vast and powerful Qi and blood had also declined, but his eyes were filled with great hope and solemnity.

Nanzhan and Dongsheng were separated by only a sea, but the distance of a sea was a vast distance that ordinary people could not cross in their entire lives.

He had spent eight hundred years on the way, and this was still under the condition that he had never stopped, spared no expense, and had the blessing of the great supernatural power 'Ground Shrinking Golden Light' bestowed by the sect master.

It was too far.

"Aa'er, aa'er."

Stimulated by the thunder, the limp, mud-like Hua Lu (multicolored donkey) couldn't help but cry out and stagger to its feet.

"You wait here."

Gongyang Yan swallowed the elixir and, without bothering to adjust his breathing, was about to step into the desolate mountains shrouded in miasma in front of him.

"Aa'er, aa'er."

The Hua Lu wanted to follow, but it shivered and fell to the ground, crying weakly. It could only watch Gongyang Yan stride in unwillingly.

It was much more tired than Gongyang Yan. It was already a gift of its talent that it could hold on until now.

Hu!

Taking a step out was like stepping into another completely different world.

"Is this the forbidden place that the sect master mentioned........"

Gongyang Yan's heart trembled, only feeling that the surrounding void was chaotic and disordered, and his five senses were reversed at this moment, making him almost vomit blood from discomfort.

He gritted his teeth and activated the 'Ten Thousand Dharma Four Tribulations Heart Saint Technique' to resist the disorientation of his five senses, still stepping forward step by step towards the unknown ahead.

In a place where the five senses were disordered, it was impossible to distinguish the direction of the void, and even he could not control himself. He seemed to be in a trance, not knowing where he was.

Moreover, this place was even more strange. The stronger one's Yuan Shen perception was, the easier it was to get lost here.

At first, Gongyang Yan could barely support himself. Later, he had no idea where he was. In a daze, he could not even distinguish between up, down, left, and right.

He only felt that the heavens and the earth were spinning, and he was spinning even more violently than the heavens and the earth.

What front, back, left, right, east, west, south, and north were all forgotten.

How could he walk like this?

Gongyang Yan felt confused and unwilling. Was he about to fail?

"I'm not reconciled!"

Gongyang Yan roared in his heart, and was about to ignore everything and just walk in one direction.

Suddenly, in a dark and chaotic world, he caught a glimpse of a purple divine light.

That wisp of purple light was as weak as a candle in the wind, but it was clearly visible, and it was swaying, as if guiding him in the direction.

Gongyang Yan was blessed and forgot all the chaotic information from his five senses, only looking at the purple light, and stepping away step by step.

Om!

He did not know how long he had walked, but Gongyang Yan's heart trembled. The feeling of time and space distortion suddenly disappeared, and the scene in front of him was no longer strange and grotesque.

This was a desolate and ruined wasteland, with ruins everywhere after the war.

On the dark red earth, there was a bloody aura that no one could ignore. At a glance, countless magical treasures, alien beasts, and even human remains were spread on the ground.

Like mud, like mountains.

"This, this is......an ancient battlefield?"

Gongyang Yan's eyes were straight, and his heart could not stop beating.

In a trance, he seemed to see countless gods and demons howling, roaring, and unwilling to fall on this wasteland. The endless divine blood dyed the boundless earth red.

Gods, demons, humans, demons, ghosts.......

Everything he knew, did not know, had seen, and had not seen, all the races here had, and all were corpses!

This was a burial ground.

An ancient battlefield!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Unwilling! I am unwilling, I want to defy the heavens!"

"Die, die!"

......

Listening to the countless undying grievances that filled the entire battlefield, Gongyang Yan couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

He carefully stepped forward a few steps, avoiding some hideous corpses and undispelled resentful ghost imprints.

He approached the source of the purple light that had guided him here.

That was an old Taoist priest sitting in the mud.

"Is he dead....."

Gongyang Yan staggered back a step, his heart blocked.

The Taoist's clothes were as simple as his face, and there were traces of blood on his white beard. His expression was decadent, and there was no trace of life left in him.

Only a wisp of purple light did not disperse, lingering around him, emitting a meager light, as if trying to wake up the Taoist.

But there was no trace of vitality or reaction.

He was dead......