Primordial Era: Starting by overwhelming the Sages, Hongjun was stunned!

The sixth level.

Silver light swirled, and primordial chaos surged.

The guardian rose, his silver robes fluttering in the wind.

His white hair moved without wind, and his long beard hung down to his chest.

Those cloudy eyes suddenly became clear.

Like two sharp swords, they pierced towards Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan did not retreat.

The divine light of the Great Dao swept down.

Green, yellow, red, black, white.

Five beams of light, carrying the power of primordial chaos.

It swept towards the guardians.

The guardian raised his hand.

With a gentle wave.

The divine light of the Great Dao shattered instantly.

It's like it's made of paper.

Kong Xuan's expression changed.

The gap is too big.

Early stage of the Primordial Supreme Golden Immortal.

He is three realms higher than him.

It's not something that can be compensated for by skill.

The guardian said, "I told you, I will show no mercy."

He struck out with his palm.

The pressure hadn't even arrived yet.

Kong Xuan felt as if the entire world was squeezing him.

The bones were crackling, and it was difficult to breathe.

He gritted his teeth and unleashed his full cultivation.

The power of a Dao Lord in the later stages was unleashed at full force.

He threw a punch at her.

Fists and palms collided.

boom!!!

Kong Xuan was sent flying backward and crashed into the palace wall.

The palace walls shattered, and silver light splattered everywhere.

He fell to the ground, spitting blood.

Every part of my body aches.

The guardian walked up to him and looked down at him.

"Still want to fight?"

Kong Xuan braced himself against the ground and stood up.

He was swaying unsteadily, covered in blood.

"beat."

The guardian frowned: "You will die."

Kong Xuandao said, "We'll fight even if it kills us."

He made his move again.

The divine light of the Great Dao swept down.

This time, he changed his approach.

No more head-on confrontations.

Instead, they used the opponent's strength against them.

As the divine light of the Great Dao swept towards the guardian, he sidestepped to avoid a direct confrontation.

The guardian raised his hand and struck the divine light of the Great Dao.

The divine light shattered.

But Kong Xuan had already circled around behind him.

He punched him in the back.

The guardian didn't even turn his head, and slapped back with his palm.

Fists and palms collided.

Kong Xuan was sent flying backwards once again.

The further they fall, the more serious the injuries.

But he got up.

The guardian turned and looked at him.

A hint of approval appeared in his eyes.

"Your combat awareness is good."

"It's a pity that his cultivation level is too low."

Kong Xuan remained silent.

he was thinking.

How you want to fight.

A direct confrontation won't work, and neither will a sneak attack.

Then let's just wait it out.

We'll wear him down until he gets tired, until he makes a mistake.

Kong Xuan made his move again.

This time, he wasn't aiming to inflict damage.

They only pursue consumption.

The divine light of the Great Dao flashed continuously.

One dish after another, as if it were free.

The guardians blocked them one by one.

His complexion remained unchanged.

But his breathing became slightly rapid.

Kong Xuan saw hope.

Keep refreshing.

One hundred.

A thousand ways.

Ten thousand.

The divine light of the Great Dao poured down like a torrential downpour.

The guardian finally frowned.

"Are you crazy? You'll collapse first if you keep pushing yourself like this."

Kong Xuan did not answer.

Keep refreshing.

His face grew paler and paler.

The energy within my body is being rapidly depleted.

But he kept going.

Because he knew that the guardians were also expending their resources.

Although slower than him.

But as long as there is consumption, there is a chance.

The guardian suddenly stopped.

That's enough.

Kong Xuan was taken aback.

The guardian said, "You've passed."

Kong Xuan asked incredulously, "You passed?"

The guardian nodded: "Your will is stronger than your cultivation level."

"If we keep fighting, I will win."

"But you will die."

"I don't want to kill you."

He stepped aside to make way.

"Let's go up."

Kong Xuan remained silent.

After a long pause, he nodded.

He stepped toward the seventh level.

He staggered, covered in blood.

But he didn't stop.

Behind him, the guardian watched his retreating figure.

He sighed softly.

"Such a figure exists within the chaos?"

He shook his head and sat back down in the hall.

Close your eyes.

The seventh level.

Kong Xuan sat cross-legged in the void, regulating his breathing to heal his injuries.

He wasn't seriously injured in this battle.

It consumes too much energy.

The power within his body was almost exhausted.

The seed of the Dao is dim, and the source of the Dao is slow.

It will take time to recover.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes and focused his mind on his body.

The primordial energy entered his body, slowly replenishing what he had consumed.

One year.

Two years.

Three years.

Five years.

ten years.

Kong Xuan sat at the seventh entrance for ten years.

Over the course of ten years, the depletion was replenished.

The injuries have healed.

His cultivation level also broke through.

Peak of Dao Lord.

In other words, that's equivalent to the mid-stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

Although he is two realms lower than the seventh level guardian.

But the gap has narrowed again.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes and stood up.

Looking towards the seventh level.

There, the palace floats.

His entire body was blood-red.

The blood flowed, as if it were alive.

The palace gates were open.

Inside the hall sat a figure.

He was draped in a blood-red robe and had a ferocious expression.

Its eyes were bloodshot, and its fangs were exposed.

The Seventh Guardian.

Mid-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortal of the Primordial Chaos.

The guardian opened its eyes and looked at Kong Xuan.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"It's not easy for you to reach the seventh level."

Kong Xuan nodded: "Mm."

The guardian grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

"But your journey has come to an end."

"The seventh level, no one can get past it."

Kong Xuan asked, "Why?"

The guardian said, "Because I will not show mercy."

"Those few good-for-nothings in front are too soft-hearted."

"I'm different."

"Whoever comes, I will kill."

He stood up, his blood-red robe fluttering in the wind.

A murderous intent surged forth like a tidal wave.

Kong Xuan's expression remained unchanged.

"Then let's fight."

The guardian laughed loudly, "Good! You've got guts!"

He struck out with his palm.

Blood filled the sky, and killing intent was like a knife.

This palm strike is ten times stronger than that of the sixth level of guardians.

Kong Xuan did not retreat.

The divine light of the Great Dao swept down.

After his cultivation breakthrough, the divine light of the Great Dao became even stronger.

Wherever the divine light passed, blood splattered.

But the palm strike still landed on Kong Xuan.

boom!

Kong Xuan was sent flying backward, spitting out blood.

He fell to the ground and broke three of his ribs.

He got up.

The guardian has arrived.

He punched him in the face.

Kong Xuan dodged to the side, and the divine light of the Great Dao swept towards the guardian's face.

The guardian raised his hand to block it.

Another punch landed on Kong Xuan's abdomen.

boom!

Kong Xuan was sent flying backward and crashed to the ground again.

Blood gushed from his mouth.

He couldn't get up.

The guardian walked up to him and looked down at him.

"this one?"

"You dare to attempt the seventh level?"

Kong Xuan remained silent.

He gritted his teeth and braced himself against the ground.

stand up.

His whole body was trembling, and blood was flowing freely.

The guardian frowned: "You can still stand up?"

Kong Xuan's voice was hoarse: "Yes."

The guardian unleashed a powerful punch.

Kong Xuan was sent flying backwards once again.

The further they fall, the more serious the injuries.

Seven or eight bones were broken, and internal organs were displaced.

He lay on the ground, unable to move.

The guardian walked up to him.

"Is he dead?"

Kong Xuan did not answer.

He closed his eyes, his mind sinking into his body.

The seed of the Dao is trembling.

The source of the Tao is in flux.

The primordial energy surged within his body.

He sensed that the bottleneck was loosening.

At the peak of Dao Lord, he is moving towards becoming a half-step Hongmeng Lord.

The guardian waited for a while.

Seeing that he didn't move, she turned to leave.

suddenly.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes.

A glint of light flashed in his eyes.

He stood up.

The injuries are still severe.

But his aura was different.

stronger.

Half-step Lord of the Primordial Chaos.

The guardian turned around, his expression slightly changing.

"A breakthrough?"

Kong Xuan nodded: "Mm."

The guardian remained silent.

After a long silence, he finally spoke: "Then let's fight again."

He threw a punch.

Kong Xuan raised his hand and met the attack with a palm strike.

Fists and palms collided.

boom!!!

The two of them backed away at the same time.

The guardian took three steps back, his expression grave.

Kong Xuan staggered back ten steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

But he did not fall.

The guardian looked at him, and his gaze changed.

"You... are not bad."

Kong Xuan wiped away the blood: "Again."

He took the initiative.

The divine light of the Great Dao swept down.

This time, the divine light contained the power of a half-step Primordial Lord.

The guardian's expression was solemn as he thrust out both palms.

Two forces collided.

boom!!!

The palace trembled, and blood exploded.

The guardian staggered back five steps, his face deathly pale.

Kong Xuan staggered back eight steps, spitting out blood.

But then he stopped.

The guardian remained silent.

After a long silence, he finally spoke: "You've gone too far."

Kong Xuan was taken aback: "Passed?"

The guardian nodded: "Your potential is greater than mine."

"If we keep playing, I'll lose."

"I don't want to lose."

He stepped aside to make way.

"Let's go up."

Kong Xuan nodded and strode toward the eighth level.

His steps were still unsteady.

But his eyes remained resolute.

Behind him, the guardian watched his retreating figure.

He muttered to himself, "Such a monster exists in the chaos?"

He shook his head and sat back down in the hall.

Close your eyes.

The eighth level.

Kong Xuan sat cross-legged in the void, not in a hurry to go up.

The wounds from this battle were too severe.

More than a dozen bones were broken, and several internal organs were ruptured.

It takes time to heal.

They need more time to solidify their cultivation.

He is a half-step Hongmeng Master, and has just broken through; his position is still unstable.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes and focused his mind on his body.

The primordial energy entered his body, slowly repairing his injuries.

The seed of the Dao trembled, and the source of the Dao flowed.

Cultivation is about consolidation and refinement.

One year.

Five years.

ten years.

Twenty years.

Thirty years.

Kong Xuan sat at the eighth entrance for thirty years.

Over the course of thirty years, his injuries were fully healed.

His cultivation level is stable.

He has firmly established himself as a half-step master of the Primordial Chaos.

He is only one step away from becoming the true Lord of the Primordial Chaos.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes and stood up.

Looking towards the eighth level.

There, the palace floats.

It is completely transparent, like a crystal sculpture.

The light was restrained, almost invisible.

The palace gates were open.

Inside the hall sat a figure.

Its form was ethereal, like a wisp of mist.

Their faces were not visible.

The Eighth Guardian.

Late stage of the Primordial Supreme Golden Immortal realm.

He was two levels above Kong Xuan.

The guardian opened its eyes and looked at Kong Xuan.

His gaze was empty, as if he were looking at a void.

"It's not easy for you to reach the eighth level."

The sound was ethereal, as if it came from a very distant place.

Kong Xuan nodded: "Mm."

The guardian asked, "Still going up?"

Kong Xuan nodded: "Mm."

The guardian remained silent.

After a long silence, he finally spoke: "You can't get past the eighth level."

Kong Xuandao said, "Let's give it a try."

The guardian shook his head: "No need to try."

"You can't even withstand one of my moves."

Kong Xuan remained silent.

He knew it was true.

He was a late-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortal of the Primordial Chaos, two realms higher than him.

If they fought head-on, they wouldn't be able to withstand a single move.

How can you know your limits if you don't try?

Kong Xuan spoke up: "One move it is."

"Got it, let me go up."

The guardian looked at him.

His gaze was vacant, yet it revealed a subtle fluctuation.

"What if you can't catch it?"

Kong Xuandao: "Death."

The guardian remained silent for a long time.

Then, he said, "Okay."

"One move."

He raised his hand.

With a gentle tap of the finger.

The wind is silent, colorless, and formless.

But Kong Xuan sensed it.

That single finger held the power to destroy everything.

It's not about destruction.

It means to erase.

Eradicate it at its source.

Kong Xuan's expression was solemn.

He mobilized all his cultivation to resist with all his might.

The divine light of the Great Dao swept down.

He unleashed the power of a half-step Primordial Lord without reservation.

It refers to the collision of wind and divine light.

No sound.

There was no explosion.

The divine light of the Great Dao vanished without a sound.

It's as if it never existed.

Kong Xuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

The wind continues to move forward.

It sank into his chest.

Kong Xuan was startled.

He felt himself disappearing.

It's not death.

It means to erase.

It was erased from existence itself.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes.

My mind sank into my body.

The Dao seed trembled violently.

The source of the Dao flows wildly.

He is resisting.

Resist that force of erasure.

A year? A day? A moment?

There is no concept of time.

All Kong Xuan knew was that he was disappearing.

Consciousness is fading.

Its existence is being erased.

But he didn't want to disappear.

There are still people waiting for him.

Yuan Feng.

noob.

Golden-winged Roc.

They are all still here.

Kong Xuan gritted his teeth.

The Dao Seed trembled to its extreme.

The source of the Dao flowed into madness.

boom!

An invisible barrier shattered with a deafening roar.

Lord of the Primordial Chaos.

The true Lord of Primordial Chaos.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes.

The erasing power of that finger was instantly forced out of the body.

He stood there, his aura surging.

The early stage of the Primordial Lord.

The guardian stopped and looked at him.

His gaze remained blank.

But something else was added.

"You've made a breakthrough."

Kong Xuan nodded: "Mm."

The guardian remained silent.

After a long silence, he finally spoke: "You've gone too far."

"The eighth level is yours."

He stepped aside to make way.

"The ninth level, are you still going?"

Kong Xuan nodded: "Go."

The guardian asked, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Kong Xuandao: "I'm afraid."

"But we still have to go up."

The guardian remained silent.

Then, I laughed.

The smile was so faint it was almost invisible.

"Go."

"At the ninth level, someone is waiting for you."

Kong Xuan nodded and strode toward the ninth level.

This time, the steps were steady.

No longer staggering.

The bleeding has stopped.

The initial cultivation level of the Primordial Lord circulated within his body.

Powerful, and stable.

Behind him, the guardian watched his retreating figure.

He said it softly.

"Such a being exists within the chaos?"

He shook his head, and his figure vanished.

It vanished into nothingness.

The ninth level.

Kong Xuan stood in the void, not in a hurry to go up.

He was adjusting his breathing.

To solidify one's cultivation.

The early stage of the Primordial Lord, just after breaking through.

It needs time to settle.

century.

Kong Xuan sat at the ninth entrance for a hundred years.

He didn't move for a hundred years.

Sit cross-legged in the void, close your eyes and concentrate.

The primordial energy surrounded him, as fine as silk threads.

With each breath, purple light enters and exits through the mouth and nose.

His cultivation level was completely stabilized.

The early stage of the Primordial Lord.

Although it was only the beginning, he felt different.

It's not as simple as just becoming stronger.

The essence has changed.

It's like turning from iron into gold.

They all appear to be metal, but their layers are completely different.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes.

A flash of purple light appeared in his eyes, then disappeared.

He stood up and stood with his hands behind his back.

Looking towards the ninth level.

There are no palaces there.

There is no guardian.

There is only one door.

The gate was not large, about ten feet high.

It is entirely black, simple and unadorned.

There was no light, no runes.

It's just an ordinary door.

But Kong Xuan knew that the door was no ordinary door.

Because his divine sense could not penetrate it.

Even the divine sense of the Lord of Primordial Chaos could not penetrate it.

Kong Xuan strode towards the door.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

I walked up to the door and stopped.

He raised his hand and touched the door.

It feels icy cold to the touch, like touching millennia-old ice.

The door didn't move.

Kong Xuan pushed hard.

The door remained unmoved.

He frowned.

He activated his cultivation, channeling the power of the Primordial Lord into his arms.

Push again.

The door moved.

Slowly open.

It emitted a dull sound, like an ancient sigh.

Behind the door was emptiness.

There was neither light nor darkness.

There is neither up nor down.

There is no past, and there is no future.

There was nothing there.

Kong Xuan stepped inside.

The void closed in behind him.

The door disappeared.