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The gods remained silent.

He gazed at Xuandu, at that calm and resolute face, and an indescribable emotion welled up within him.

The amount involved is hundreds of millions of yuan.

He had never seen anyone dare to covet those three half-step Hunyuan Taiji.

Even he, the king of ferocious beasts, when he roamed the Heavenly Realm, carefully avoided the territory of those three, for fear of provoking those who shouldn't be provoked.

But Master spoke of it so casually.

It was as if those three half-step Hunyuan Taiji beings were nothing more than three disciples waiting to be accepted.

Shen Ni took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

"Since Master has this intention, this disciple will follow Master."

"If those three are unwilling to become disciples, then I will spar with them on behalf of my master."

Xuan Du looked at him, the smile on his lips deepening.

"No rush."

"I have just broken through and need to stabilize my realm and familiarize myself with the power of the peak of the half-step Hunyuan Taiji."

"It's not too late to set off once everything is in order."

"You stay outside the cave and report back to me if anything changes."

The gods bowed in rebellion.

"Your disciple obeys."

He turned around and strode out of the cave.

The stone gate slowly closed, and the three layers of restrictions began to circulate again.

The cave returned to silence.

The dozens of chaotic-colored crystals emitted a soft glow, making the figure in blue robes sitting cross-legged appear cold and profound.

Xuan Du closed his eyes and focused his mind into his body.

Sensing that surging power, sensing that subtle gap that is only a hair's breadth away from the ultimate Tai Chi.

He had already made up his mind.

Cangxuan, Qingmu, Taixu.

Three beings who are half-step into the Hunyuan Taiji realm.

Once he has stabilized his cultivation level, that will be the time for him to make his move.

If we can subdue all three of them, the Primordial Chaos Realm will be within our grasp.

A hundred years is a vast change for mortals, but for cultivators it is merely a moment of rest and recuperation.

Xuandu sat cross-legged on the stone platform, his aura as calm and still as the deep sea.

The woman in green remained motionless, her black hair cascading down like a waterfall.

On the surface of the stone platform, fine spiritual energy gathering patterns flowed subtly at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, continuously drawing the dense chaotic energy from the cave into the figure in green robes.

He closed his eyes, his mind sinking into the depths of his dantian.

His cultivation at the peak of the Half-Step Hunyuan Taiji realm surged within him like a long river, as solid as the earth.

That force has been completely stabilized.

Xuan Du slowly opened his eyes.

A flash of dark golden light appeared in the depths of those eyes, then vanished without a trace, before returning to normal.

He lowered his head slightly, looking at his hands.

I gently clenched and unclenched my fingers, feeling the power flowing through my fingertips.

"It's been a hundred years."

"It's finally completely stable."

He murmured to himself, his voice echoing softly in the empty cave.

The dozens of chaotic-colored crystals still emitted a soft glow.

Xuan Du stood up and stood with his hands behind his back on the stone platform.

He looked up at the tightly closed stone door.

"That's about enough, it's time to get going."

Xuan Du's voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated the stone door, the three layers of restrictions, and fell straight into the cave.

"God's Rebellion".

The two words fell like the sound of a morning bell and an evening drum.

Outside the cave, atop the stone pillar.

Shen Ni sat cross-legged, his black robes hanging down, and a fierce aura emanated from his body like a slowly flowing tide.

Those blood-gold eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened the moment they heard the voice, their light flashing and disappearing in an instant.

He stood up, stood at the edge of the stone pillar, and gazed at the slowly opening stone door.

From inside the stone gate, the figure in green stepped out.

Shen Ni was slightly taken aback, and then his expression changed slightly.

A hundred years ago, he felt that his master's aura was unfathomable.

But when I saw him again today, my master stood there, yet not a trace of his imposing aura emanated from him.

He seemed like an ordinary person.

A person walking among the streets and alleys, an ordinary figure who goes unnoticed by anyone.

But the more this was the case, the deeper the sense of dread in Shen Ni's heart became.

He cultivated a spiritual path worth hundreds of millions of yuan, and he understood one principle best.

The true path to simplicity lies in returning to one's original nature.

Those who constantly intimidate others with their power and wish they could fill the entire void with their aura are mostly outwardly strong but inwardly weak, having only recently broken through and with a fragile foundation.

Those who have truly mastered the realm are beyond the comprehension of anyone except the most elite cultivators.

Shen Ni bowed slightly.

"Master, you have emerged from seclusion."

Xuan Du nodded and stood with his hands behind his back atop the stone pillar.

He looked up and gazed into the distance, towards the northern border.

The chaotic energy in that void surged even more intensely, and a faint, ancient, and profound fluctuation emanated from the far distance.

That was the aura of a chaotic ancient beast, the oppressive feeling that could only arise from a billionaire occupying a place and having long since merged with that world.

Xuan Du's eyes flickered slightly, and he spoke.

"A century has passed; have those three beings who are half-step into the Primordial Chaos Taiji stage made any unusual moves?"

Shen Ni shook his head.

"For the past hundred years, I have been guarding outside the cave, never leaving even a step."

"The northern border remains peaceful as usual. Cangxuan is still entrenched in his lair and has not left the northern border."

"No movement has been heard from the Southern Greenwood either; the branches and leaves of that towering divine tree still cover billions of miles of void."

"As for the Eastern Territory of Taixu..."

He paused, a faint ripple flashing in the depths of his blood-gold eyes.

"Still, I can't sense anything."

"It was as if there were no living things in that world."

Xuan Du nodded slightly.

It's good that there are no unusual changes.

The three beings remained calm and collected, which saved him a lot of trouble.

"Cangxuan".

Xuan Du muttered it to himself, then stepped out from behind the stone pillar.

"Let's go to the Northern Territory first and meet that Chaos Tortoise."

Shen Ni's heart stirred slightly, but he said nothing more.

He followed closely behind, his black robes billowing, and the two figures, one in green and one in black, sped off towards the northern border of the Heavenly Domain.

In the void, chaotic floating continents are scattered like stars in the sky.

Those floating landmasses, suspended in the chaotic energy, some were only a few feet in diameter, while others stretched for hundreds of millions of miles, like a small world in themselves.

As they traveled, numerous auras emerged from the floating landmasses, sweeping over the two speeding figures.

The auras varied in strength, with the strongest reaching the seventh level of the Primordial Grand Luo Realm and the weakest reaching the early stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal Realm.

However, those auras all paused slightly when they swept over the figure in green.

I cannot sense his cultivation level.

Just like an ordinary person.

How could a mortal walk safely through the chaotic currents in the central region of the Xuanji Heavenly Domain? How could he remain unfazed when the auras of those Primordial Grandmasters swept over him?

Can one walk ahead of the gods?

The outstretched breaths paused slightly before receding completely.

Not a single breath dared to linger for even a moment longer.

Because the person in blue who was walking in front was so quiet.

It was so quiet it was eerily quiet.

Xuan Du didn't take it seriously.

He traversed the vast and boundless void, his gaze fixed on the distance.

The further north you go, the denser the chaotic energy becomes, and the vegetation on those floating lands becomes increasingly sparse, replaced by exposed chaotic stone layers, a dark and gloomy expanse, like the rusted back of a giant beast.

After traveling for tens of thousands of miles, the void ahead suddenly opened up.

A massive, chaotic floating continent came into view.

The floating continent stretched for countless miles, rising abruptly from the bottom of the void, like a giant peak with its summit flattened, lying across the heavens and earth.

On the floating land, not a blade of grass grows.

There was only an endless expanse of dark brown rock, layered upon layered, like the shell pattern of a giant tortoise.

In the center of that floating land, a figure as massive as a mountain lay silently.

The figure was entirely black, with its tortoise shell covered in dense innate Dao patterns, each pattern faintly glowing.

On the tortoise shell, several black mountains rose from the ground, each about ten thousand feet high, and their surfaces were also covered with Dao patterns.

That was Cangxuan.

The ancient chaotic beast attained enlightenment and became a half-step into the Primordial Chaos Taiji.