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

A hundred years is but a fleeting moment in the grand scheme of things.

Jin'ao Island is still shrouded in mist and surrounded by vast blue waters.

In the square in front of Biyou Palace, disciples often exchanged ideas and discussed the Dao, with celestial light appearing and disappearing and the Daoist aura flowing.

Daoist Duobao sat upright in his cave, his body surrounded by a radiant light, his aura as deep and unfathomable as the sea.

He was trying to understand the bottleneck of the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, hoping to find a way to break through.

suddenly.

"Buzz!"

An indescribable, majestic Daoist aura suddenly erupted from somewhere on Jin'ao Island without warning!

The aura was not violent, but it carried a primordial will that transcended all paths and formed its own world!

Initially confined to one place, it spread in an instant, covering the entire Jin'ao Island in a flash!

"This is... the Primordial Daoist Rhyme?"

Daoist Duobao suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with precious light, his face filled with disbelief and astonishment!

He suddenly stood up, stepped out of the cave, and fixed his gaze on the direction from which the Daoist aura was coming.

Lingyun Peak!

The place where Junior Brother Xuandu is in seclusion!

"How is that possible?"

Daoist Duobao murmured in shock, his voice filled with an unprecedented tremor.

How long has it been?

century!

Only a century!

Before his junior brother Xuandu went into seclusion, he was only a newly initiated Golden Immortal of the Primordial Chaos, and his realm still needed to be stabilized.

But now... this vast, boundless, and perfectly harmonious primordial Daoist energy has clearly crossed the initial stage and steadily entered... the middle stage!

In a century, how did he progress from the early stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm to the middle stage?

What does this mean?

Even an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal might not be able to break through a minor realm even after ten thousand or a hundred thousand years!

Even for these personally taught disciples with unparalleled lineage and profound blessings, it took countless years and numerous experiences of listening to the Dao and gaining enlightenment from the early to the middle stages of the Great Luo realm to reach where they are today!

But Xuandu...

"boom!"

Just as Duobao was shocked, the Daoist aura of the mid-stage Hunyuan realm became completely stable, without any trace of fragility.

It shines brightly, like the sun at its zenith, illuminating the golden turtle!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Streaks of light shot into the sky from all parts of Jin'ao Island!

Surrounded by starlight, the Golden Spirit Mother's usually cool face showed a clear look of astonishment for the first time as she gazed towards Lingyun Peak, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.

The ethereal figure of the Holy Mother of Wudang stepped out from the void, her delicate brows furrowed, her gaze attempting to pierce through the layers of restrictions to see the scene at the summit.

The Holy Mother of the Tortoise Spirit stood on a beam of mysterious light, her aura deep and powerful, her eyes filled with unspeakable shock.

Zhao Gongming, his beard and hair bristling, the golden whip in his hand humming, stared wide-eyed and muttered:

"Junior Brother Xuandu... he... broke through already?"

The Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao arrived together, their robes fluttering, their beauty unparalleled.

Yunxiao's eyes were clear and bright, but the turmoil in them was hard to conceal.

Qiongxiao's red lips parted slightly as she stared blankly into space.

Bixiao was so excited that her pretty face flushed red, and she almost jumped up:

"Junior Brother Xuandu is amazing! A hundred years! And that's only a hundred years!"

Kong Xuan emerged from the Five Elements Cave, his five-colored eyes gleaming, and his gaze toward Lingyun Peak was extremely solemn.

Mid-century Hunyuan...

Such speed is simply unheard of and unseen!

He considered himself to have an unparalleled background, inheriting the bloodline of the Yuanfeng, and his cultivation speed had far surpassed that of his peers.

Compared to Xuandu... it's like a firefly compared to the bright moon!

"What kind of talent is this?"

Kong Xuan murmured to himself, for the first time feeling an insurmountable sense of respect for this junior brother.

The area where the Seven Fairies reside.

Jin Guangxian, Pilu Xian, and the others looked at each other, all seeing horror and awe in each other's eyes.

Long-eared Dingguangxian slumped on the futon, his face ashen and his body trembling slightly.

The scene of Xuandu confronting the Three Saints, forcing the Demon Emperor to retreat, and driving away Yuanshi a hundred years ago is still vivid in my mind.

Now, after only a century of seclusion, he has achieved another breakthrough...

Mid-stage Primordial Golden Immortal!

How can we catch up now? How can we compete now?

Some outer disciples and registered disciples were dumbfounded, staring in the direction of Lingyun Peak, discussing among themselves.

"It's Senior Brother Xuandu! Senior Brother Xuandu has emerged from seclusion?"

"This aura... is even more terrifying than it was a hundred years ago! Could it be... that he has broken through?"

"From the early to the middle stage of Hunyuan in just a hundred years? Am I hallucinating from my cultivation?"

"Senior Brother Xuandu... is truly a peerless genius!"

Exclamations, exclamations of admiration, and incredulous discussions echoed throughout Jin'ao Island.

The entire Jie Sect was completely shaken by Xuandu's breakthrough over the past century!

......

In Biyou Palace.

The Master of the Heavenly Sect sat upright on his cloud bed, his eyes slightly closed, as if in harmony with the Dao of Heaven.

Suddenly, his eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.

Those calm, still eyes slowly opened, filled with disbelief.

"Mid-century?"

"Even when I broke through from the early stage of Quasi-Saint to the middle stage, it took me millions of years."

The Master of the Heavens narrowed his gaze slightly.

"With such rapid improvement, can one's mindset keep up?"

A hint of worry flashed through his mind.

After all, his purpose in having Xuandu go into seclusion to break through was to improve Xuandu's mental state and thus avoid the great calamity.

But he broke through in just a hundred years, completely disrupting his plans.

......

Inside the cave on Lingyun Peak.

Xuan Du slowly opened his eyes.

The image of chaos and decay, the cycle of the universe, flashed in his eyes and then returned to calm.

He exhaled a breath of stale air, his breath steady and long, his primordial Daoist essence contained within.

"Mid-stage Primordial Golden Immortal... Successful."

Xuan Du felt the primordial power within his body, which was dozens of times greater than it had been a hundred years ago, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

A century of seclusion?

No.

He never practiced asceticism.

Over the past century, all he has done is quietly experience the immense cultivation power he has received from billions of human beings.

His cultivation level was steadily increasing every moment.

It will happen naturally, like water flowing into a channel.

In a century, it has traversed from the early to the middle stages of the Hunyuan era, a process that seems astonishing to outsiders.

But for him, it was just a matter of course.

"Human martial arts... indeed did not disappoint me."

Xuan Du's mind stirred slightly as he sensed the cultivation scenes of billions of humans in the darkness.

Over the past century, countless human disciples have gathered beneath the Martial Arts Monument.

Some people draw qi into their bodies and enter the gate of qi cultivation.

Some people temper their bodies, their qi and blood becoming like a furnace.

Some with exceptional talent have already grasped the true meaning of martial arts and begun to try to condense martial arts essence.

Although their overall cultivation level is still low, their vigorous vitality and indomitable will have begun to emerge.

The resulting improvement in cultivation level far exceeded Xuan Du's expectations.

"At this rate... perhaps in another two or three hundred years, I can try to break through to the late stage of Hunyuan."

A glint of light flashed in Xuan Du's eyes.

But this is not enough.

At the mid-stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, he was already considered a top-tier warrior in the primordial world.

But they are still no match for the impending Lich Wars and those reclusive old monsters.

He needs greater strength and faster improvement!

The next key step is the feedback from the sum of supernatural powers!

"It's time to leave the customs area."

Xuan Du stood up, his green robes fluttering, and his aura completely concealed, making him appear like an ordinary person with no cultivation.

As he took a step, the cave's restrictions naturally broke apart.

Sunlight streamed down, and ethereal mist swirled around.

Xuandu stood atop Lingyun Peak, overlooking the magnificent Jin'ao landscape, his gaze serene.

At this moment, on Jin'ao Island, countless eyes are focused on this place.

"Senior Brother Xuandu has emerged from seclusion!"

It's unclear who shouted first.

The next moment, streaks of light flew up from all directions and rushed towards Lingyun Peak!

Daoist Duobao, Holy Mother Jinling, Holy Mother Wudang, Zhao Gongming, the Three Immortals of Sanxiao, Kong Xuan...

One by one, the direct disciples descended upon the peak.

The gazes of the crowd toward Xuandu were incredibly complex.

Shock, admiration, envy, awe... a mix of emotions.

"Junior Brother Xuandu!"

Daoist Duobao spoke first, his voice tinged with emotion.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother! You've broken through to the mid-stage of the Primordial Chaos realm in just one hundred years. This is truly a blessing for our Jie Sect and an unprecedented miracle in the primordial world!"

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit nodded slightly and said in a cool tone:

"Junior Brother's talent is truly admirable."

The Holy Mother of Wudang's eyes flickered:

"Congratulations."

Zhao Gongming laughed heartily, his voice echoing across the land:

"Good lad! You're really something! Mid-stage Hunyuan realm in a hundred years! This speed, I, Old Zhao, am impressed!"

Bixiao could no longer contain herself and excitedly stepped forward, her beautiful eyes sparkling:

"Junior Brother Xuandu! You're amazing! You broke through in just a hundred years! How did you do that?"

She was lively and asked the question that had been on everyone's mind.

Xuan Du smiled slightly and returned the greeting with a cupped hand:

"My fellow disciples are too kind. Xuandu merely had a lucky insight and acted accordingly."

He spoke modestly and did not say much.

Upon hearing this, everyone knew there must be a hidden reason, but they refrained from pressing for details.

After all, the path of cultivation and personal opportunities are inherently difficult to explain.

Kong Xuan gave Xuan Du a deep look, then cupped his hands and said:

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Xuandu."

His voice was calm, but the seriousness in his eyes remained undiminished.

Xuandu returns the gift:

"Senior Brother Kong Xuan."

Just as Xuandu was about to ask Kong Xuan about the Golden-Winged Roc.

"Buzz!"

A vast and holy aura emanated from the direction of Biyou Palace.

The Tongtian Sect Leader's calm voice resounded in the ears of every disciple:

"Now that Xuandu has left the pass, come to Biyou Palace to see me."