Clan Cultivation: Starting from Foundation Establishment on Mount Luoxia

A golden sea of ​​light surged, painting the heavens and earth with dazzling brilliance.

When Li Xiaoyao came to his senses, he found himself in an unfamiliar place.

This place is no longer the eternal gray and desolate corridor of the ruins, but a void shrouded in brilliant starlight.

Countless stars floated all around, some bright white, some deep blue, and some crimson, together weaving together a vast and magnificent star map.

In the center of this starry sky, a figure stood with his hands behind his back.

True Lord Minghuang.

He was still wearing that blue robe, and his aura did not leak out at all, naturally becoming the center of this world.

He had temporarily fixed the eight Demon Ruins Hearts in place with his great magic power, and they were now suspended in the distance.

The Dark Abyss Demon Lord stood a hundred feet away, his body surging with demonic energy, his face as gloomy as iron.

He stared at True Lord Minghuang, the madness and ferocity in his eyes gradually fading, replaced by a deep-seated fear.

"Minghuang, after 30,000 years, you are still the same... repulsive."

Minghuang Zhenjun smiled slightly, a smile as gentle as a spring breeze.

"Dark Abyss, thirty thousand years have passed, and you are still the same... stubborn and unyielding."

The Dark Abyss Demon Lord snorted coldly and raised his hand in a gesture of grasping.

The eight Demon Ruins Hearts trembled simultaneously, and countless black blood vessels shot out again, connecting with his body!

His aura surged wildly, instantly breaking through the bottleneck of the late Golden Core stage and reaching the peak of the late Golden Core stage!

The oppressive force was so tangible that it swept out in all directions!

The Elemental Lord's expression changed slightly, and the moonlight swirled around him, protecting the three people behind him.

Pingyu Qingxu's body also surged with a blue light, resisting the oppressive aura.

Only True Lord Minghuang remained standing with his hands behind his back, his expression as calm as ever.

He looked at the Dark Abyss Demon Lord, whose aura had risen to its peak, with even a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Excellent, excellent. You have not wasted your 30,000 years."

The Dark Abyss Demon Lord grinned maliciously: "Minghuang! You and I are both at the peak of the late Golden Core stage, and I also have eight Demon Ruins to support me. Who will win and who will lose today is still unknown!"

He raised his hand, and a demonic sword, entirely black and covered with countless twisted runes, materialized in his palm.

As soon as the sword was drawn, the surrounding starlight dimmed, as if it had been swallowed up.

"This sword is named 'Star Devourer,' forged over ten thousand years using the essence of three minor worlds. Minghuang, prepare to die!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already disappeared from the spot!

The next instant, the Dark Abyss Demon Lord appeared above the Bright Emperor True Monarch's head, and the Star-Devouring Demon Sword, carrying a monstrous demonic power capable of cleaving through the void, slashed down fiercely!

Wherever the sword passed, the void shattered inch by inch, revealing the pitch-black nothingness behind it!

This sword strike is enough to severely injure any mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, and can even injure a peak late-stage Golden Core cultivator of the same level!

True Monarch Minghuang remained motionless.

He simply raised his right hand, palm up, and gently lifted it up.

A jade seal, pure white with nine-colored divine light flowing around its edges, emerged from his palm.

The jade seal was no bigger than the palm of a hand, square in shape, with the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and the state carved on the top, and eight ancient seal characters faintly visible at the bottom.

"Above and below heaven, I alone am supreme."

The moment the imperial seal appeared, a higher level of "order" and majesty suddenly descended!

It was as if the laws of this world had to bow down to this jade seal and obey its commands!

The Dark Abyss Demon Lord's Star-Devouring Demon Sword slashed three inches above Minghuang's head—

Then, it stopped.

It wasn't that he didn't want to cut it down, but the light emanating from the jade seal held the demonic sword, powerful enough to cleave the void, firmly rooted to the spot!

The Dark Abyss Demon Lord's pupils suddenly contracted!

He frantically channeled his magic power, causing the demonic sword to tremble violently, yet it could not advance an inch!

"What...what the hell is this?!"

True Lord Minghuang smiled slightly.

"This item is called the 'Primordial Boundary-Suppressing Seal'," he said calmly. "It's been 30,000 years, and this is the first time you've made me use it."

He raised his hand and gave it a gentle push.

The jade seal trembled slightly.

"Buzz—!"

A visible ripple spread out from the jade seal!

Wherever the ripples passed, the Dark Abyss Demon Lord's overwhelming demonic energy was rapidly dissolved!

The eight demonic ruins trembled violently, and the black blood vessels connecting them broke inch by inch!

The Star-Devouring Demon Sword let out a mournful cry, countless cracks appeared on its surface, and then it exploded with a bang!

The Dark Abyss Demon Lord screamed in agony as he was blasted thousands of feet away by the ripples, coughing up blood!

He barely managed to steady himself, staring intently at the small jade seal, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"The Primordial Boundary-Suppressing Seal...it's actually the Primordial Boundary-Suppressing Seal..."

Minghuang Zhenjun put away the jade seal and remained standing with his hands behind his back.

"Dark Abyss, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?"

The Dark Abyss Demon Lord's face turned deathly pale, but he suddenly laughed.

"Minghuang, you think this is the end of it?"

He raised his hand and slammed it hard against his chest!

"puff!"

A mouthful of pitch-black blood spurted out, turning into countless blood mists that drifted towards the eight Demon Ruins Hearts!

Countless black chains surged from all directions around him, frantically binding Minghuang Zhenjun!

"Minghuang! You think you've already won?!"

The Dark Abyss Demon Lord roared, "I've been operating here for 30,000 years! These eight demonic ruins are inextricably linked to my life! Even if I die today, I'll drag you down with me!"

The eight Demon Ruins Hearts exploded simultaneously, transforming into eight jets of pitch-black primal power that surged wildly into his body!

His body swelled rapidly, and the demonic energy around him became so dense that it almost solidified. Eight ferocious demonic phantoms appeared behind him!

"The Great Demonic Ruins Formation - Devouring Heaven with Ten Thousand Demons!"

The eight demonic shadows roared simultaneously, opening their blood-red maws to devour Minghuang Zhenjun!

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In the distance, within the moonlight's protective glow.

Li Xiaoyao stared intently at the battlefield, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

That was a full-force attack from a late-stage Golden Core cultivator at the peak of their cultivation level.

The aura of those eight demonic figures was stronger than that of the Elemental True Monarch!

With all eight paths unleashed, it would be enough to destroy the heavens and the earth!

How will True Lord Minghuang respond?

He saw that True Monarch Minghuang was still standing with his hands behind his back, his face expressionless.

He simply pressed down gently with his right hand, which was holding the Primordial World-Suppressing Seal.

"Your mighty spirit obeys my command."

The eight characters spoken are like the descent of divine law.

The next moment—

Behind True Monarch Minghuang, a beam of light that reached the heavens and the earth exploded out!

A magnificent sun, spanning ten thousand feet across the void, appeared out of nowhere!

The sun rises high, its light shining brightly!

It contains the supreme Taoist principles of utmost yang, strength, clarity, and righteousness.

Wherever the light reached, all the gloom, filth, and demonic energy in the void instantly melted, evaporated, and vanished!

The eight approaching demonic figures froze in mid-air.

For the first time, a clear sense of fear appeared on their ferocious faces.

That fear wasn't from strength, but from instinct—

Just as darkness faces light, just as evil faces yang, it is a natural suppression originating from the level of laws!

In the midst of the great sun, a majestic Dharma image, resembling a three-headed, six-armed god or demon, slowly coalesced and took shape.

The Dharma image was over ten thousand feet tall, its entire body formed from the purest light of the sun. As the light flowed, it seemed to carry all the light and warmth of this world.

Faxiang's face was exactly the same as that of True Lord Minghuang, gentle yet dignified.