Primordial Era: Cultivation level equals the sum of the Jie Sect's total; the Three Pure Ones a

Jin'ao Island, atop Biyou Palace.

The Tongtian Sect Leader stood alone beneath the golden net of destiny, his blue robes fluttering and his black hair dancing wildly.

He looked up at the dazzling golden net covering the sky, his eyes flashing with sword intent like a galaxy, but his face was more solemn than ever before.

As the leader of the Jie Sect, his perception of destiny was more acute than that of any saint.

The Jie Sect had countless immortals paying homage, numerous disciples, and its fortune was naturally abundant, surpassing all others in the primordial world.

Even the original Chan Sect was not worth one-tenth of the Jie Sect's fortune.

This is also the fundamental reason why the saints were wary of the Jie Sect and even joined forces to suppress it.

But now...

The fluctuations in fortune emanating from Lingyun Peak have far exceeded the scope that the Jie Sect should have!

It was even several times more powerful than the religious fortune enjoyed by him, the leader of the Jie Sect!

"Xuan Du..."

Tongtian murmured softly, his gaze piercing through layers of palaces, landing in the direction of Lingyun Peak:

"What kind of extraordinary fortune have you received?"

The Great Primordial Chaos of a century has already shaken the primordial world.

Now, with such immense fortune bestowed upon him...

With such a foundation and such accumulation, let alone a sage, even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun would have to think twice before making a move against him!

The way of destiny is incredibly mysterious.

Those who are blessed with good fortune are favored by heaven and earth, and everything goes smoothly for them; they are protected from calamities.

Ordinary cultivators who obtain a bit of luck can avoid disasters and calamities, and have great fortune.

And the fortune that Xuandu has obtained at this moment... is more than just one portion.

That is the sum of the fortunes of all the immortals of the Jie Sect and countless human beings!

Its immense power has reached the point of triggering extraordinary phenomena in the heavens and earth and causing the laws of nature to manifest!

With such auspicious fortune, Xuandu's future cultivation will surely be divinely aided, allowing him to break through obstacles as easily as walking on flat ground.

What's even more terrifying is that... the stronger one's fortune, the closer one's connection with heaven and earth, and the deeper one's understanding of the laws.

With Xuan Du's talent and such good fortune... it probably won't be long before he can break through to the second or third level of the Hunyuan Daluo realm, or even higher!

At that time, his disciple will probably be able to truly possess the combat power to confront and even suppress a saint!

"Great...very good!"

Tongtian suddenly burst into laughter, his voice shaking the golden turtle:

"My disciple Xuandu, blessed with great fortune, has achieved his ultimate goal!"

"From this day forward, in the primordial world, who would dare to underestimate the Jie Sect? Who would dare to underestimate the human race?"

The laughter was hearty, filled with undisguised joy and elation.

however.

After laughing, Tongtian's gaze suddenly turned cold.

He slowly turned his head, looking towards Kunlun Mountain, then towards Mount Sumeru in the west, his eyes radiating a sword intent that seemed almost tangible:

"Yuanshi, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Nuwa... Laozi..."

"You must already be secretly plotting how to trigger the Great Tribulation and how to eliminate Xuandu during it, right?"

Tongtian's lips curled into a cold smile:

"pity......"

"You've miscalculated one thing."

He slowly raised his hand, and in his palm, the illusory image of the Qingping Sword silently appeared, its blade shimmering with a clear light that reflected the unwavering resolve in his eyes:

"Xuan Du... is my disciple Tong Tian."

"He is the vice leader of the Jie Sect."

"Moreover... a teacher of the human race!"

"To harm him is to harm the Jie Sect, to harm the human race, and to harm my own Tongtian!"

The sound waves were like thunder, carrying the pressure of a saint, and resounded in every corner of the primordial world!

Furthermore, a vast and powerful aura of the Jie Sect surged into the sky from Biyou Palace, resonating and merging with the torrent of aura at Lingyun Peak!

He was declaring to the primordial world:

The Jie Sect is with Xuandu!

Humanity stands with Xuandu!

He is connected to the heavens and is also present in Xuandu!

......

Inside the cave on Lingyun Peak.

The chaotic energy flowed down like billions of chaotic colored ribbons, swirling and coiling, enveloping the entire cave in a profound and indescribable fluctuation of laws.

Xuandu sat cross-legged in the center of the cave, his green robes fluttering slightly, his black hair falling to his shoulders.

Beneath his skin, chaotic martial arts runes surged like a galaxy, flowing endlessly and reflecting the entire cave dwelling with an ever-changing light.

His eyes were slightly closed, his mind as calm as an ancient well, without any ripples or waves.

The unlocking of the Qi Luck Summarization function brought a vast torrent of Qi Luck, which has now been fully integrated into his body.

That was neither a sudden increase in cultivation level nor a manifestation of the law, but a more mysterious and fundamental blessing.

Fortune is as vast as the sea, blessing you.

At this moment, Xuandu felt that his connection with the primordial world had become closer than ever before.

It's as if, in the blink of an eye, one can perceive the endless laws of the universe and capture the subtle, elusive opportunities that draw one in.

"The way of destiny is indeed profound."

Xuan Du slowly opened his eyes, his pupils reflecting the chaotic light that surged silently deep within the cave.

He could clearly sense that at this moment, he felt as if he had become the darling of heaven and earth.

May everything go smoothly and may you be free from calamities.

With divine assistance, one can overcome obstacles with ease.

More importantly...

"A stroke of luck..."

With a slight thought, Xuan Du unleashed his divine sense, which surged forth like a tide, instantly covering the entire Golden Turtle Island and spreading towards the East China Sea and the primordial land.

Wherever it goes, the laws of heaven and earth submit to it, and all living things feel its presence.

Within those endless trajectories of laws, three clear paths of opportunity stood out like beacons in the darkness.

The first path is located deep in the East China Sea.

It was an underwater cave shrouded in ancient restrictions, within which the innate water elemental energy flowed faintly, and there was also a faint fluctuation of dragon bloodline.

"Legacy from the Dragon Palace of the East Sea?"

Xuan Du's eyes flickered slightly.

The dragon race declined after the Dragon-Han Great Calamity, retreating to the four seas and barely surviving.

But after all, it was once the overlord of the primordial world, and its foundation still remains.

This relic is likely a legacy left by a powerful ancient dragon, and may contain innate spiritual treasures or dragon clan secret techniques.

For ordinary cultivators, this is an incredible opportunity.

But for Xuandu...

"A chicken rib" (meaning something that is neither fish nor fodder).

He slowly shook his head, his gaze shifting to the second pull.

The second route is located at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.

It was a valley shrouded in the aura of the Wu clan, where the laws of earth flowed faintly, and there was also a barely perceptible aura of Pangu.

"The secret realm of the Witch Clan?"

Xuan Du raised an eyebrow slightly.

The Wu Clan is formed from the essence and blood of Pangu, controls the laws, and proves the Dao through force.

This secret place is probably a cultivation site left behind by some ancestral witch, and it may contain the imprint of Pangu's bloodline or the secret body-refining methods of the witch clan.

This has considerable reference value for martial arts, which involves tempering the body and refining the qi and blood.

But that's all.

"Not enough."

Xuan Du's gaze shifted again, landing on the third pull.

This dish is completely different from the previous two.

Its pulling force is so strong it's terrifying!

It was as if some unseen force was calling out frantically, waiting anxiously, and yearning for his arrival!

What shocked Xuandu even more was...

The source of this pull is actually located in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

That place is a dangerous and perilous land that even saints rarely set foot in!

"The Netherworld Blood Sea?"

Xuandu's pupils suddenly contracted.

That was formed from a mass of filthy blood within Pangu's body when he created the world. It gathered the most yin and evil energy of heaven and earth, and its malevolent aura soared to the sky, making it extremely filthy.

It was home to a ferocious being like the Styx Ancestor, and was also inhabited by hundreds of millions of Asuras, making it one of the most dangerous and malevolent places in the primordial world.

For ordinary cultivators, let alone going deep into the area, it is difficult to even get close.

Even a sage would not easily set foot there unless absolutely necessary.

But at this moment...

That powerful pull of opportunity actually originated from the depths of the sea of ​​blood!

"What kind of opportunity could one possibly have in a sea of ​​blood?"

Xuan Du's mind raced, countless thoughts colliding and strategizing in his mind.

Although the Styx Ancestor was strong, he was ultimately only at the peak of Quasi-Saint and had never become a Saint.

Its companion spiritual treasures, the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords, are fierce in killing, but they are nothing special in the face of Xuan Du now.

The Asura race is not worth mentioning.

So...

What is the source of this powerful call?

"Buzz..."

Just as Xuandu was filled with doubt.

The immense torrent of fortune within his body spontaneously surged, tilting slightly towards the sea of ​​blood.

It was as if it was urging him, guiding him, and telling him that there was something he needed to get there!

"interesting."

A slow smile crept onto Xuan Du's lips.

With the blessing of good fortune, opportunities will naturally arise.

Now, with his fortune as vast as the sea, there are few opportunities left in this primordial world that can truly move him.

But the call from the depths of this sea of ​​blood was so strong that even he could not ignore it.

"It seems... I have no choice but to go."

Xuan Du slowly stood up.

His green robes fluttered without wind, his black hair flowed like ink, the chaotic martial arts runes around him disappeared, and the primordial Daoist aura naturally subsided.

He stepped out of the cave and stood atop Lingyun Peak.

Look up and gaze northward.

His gaze pierced through billions of miles of void, landing on the world shrouded in blood-red malevolent energy.

"A sea of ​​blood..."

Xuan Du murmured to himself, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

He could clearly sense that within that call, besides the allure of opportunity, there was also a barely perceptible trace of...sorrow.

It was as if something, deep within that filthy land, had lain dormant for billions of years, waiting for billions of years, and finally awaited its arrival.

"Fine."

Xuan Du flicked his sleeve.

"Since you're in such a hurry, then I'll... go."

The words fell.

"Buzz!"

A crack silently appeared in the void.

Xuandu stepped inside, and his figure in green instantly disappeared from the summit of Lingyun Peak.

Direction: The Netherworld Blood Sea!