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

No one answered.

A figure emerged from the white light.

It is humanoid and entirely white.

It has no facial features and no hair.

It resembles a white jade statue.

It stepped out of the cave and stood in the void.

He looked around, then spoke.

The voice was icy cold, as if it came from an ice cellar.

"The world of Tao".

"have not seen you for a long time."

Hongmeng asked, "Who are you?"

The white-clad figure said, "The opposite of the way."

"The opposite of the Tao, the anti-Tao."

"The opposite of the Way is myself."

Hongmeng's expression changed drastically.

The opposite of the opposite?

What is that?

The white-clad figure said, "You blocked the reverse path, which alerted me."

"Let me see who has such audacity."

Hongmeng remained silent.

The white figure looked around, its gaze settling on Hongmeng.

"It's not you."

"You don't have that ability."

Then he looked toward the end of the world.

"It's not you either."

"You're too weak."

Finally, he looked at Xiaobai.

"It's not you either."

"You're pitifully weak."

It frowned, its face devoid of features, as if deep in thought.

"What about the person who blocked the way?"

Hongmeng said, "It's gone."

The white-clad figure asked, "Gone? Dead?"

Hongmeng remained silent.

The white-clad figure nodded: "Dead."

"No wonder I couldn't sense his presence."

"pity."

"I still want to meet him."

It turned and walked towards the white hole.

After walking a few steps, I stopped.

"Now that he is dead, I will destroy his world."

"To be buried with them."

Hongmeng's expression changed drastically: "You dare!"

The white figure turned around, and a face without features stared at him.

"What do I have to be afraid of?"

He struck out with his palm.

A pillar of white light shot towards the primordial chaos.

Hongmeng used both palms to defend.

boom!

Hongmeng flew backward, spitting out blood.

One move, and he was seriously injured.

The white-clad figure stopped and continued walking.

"Too weak."

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

"This world has no reason to exist."

It raised its hand, and white light gathered in its palm.

He slapped the primordial world with his palm.

A white light, like a shooting star, streaked across the void.

It exploded in the Hongmeng world.

The whole world trembled.

The earth cracked open, and the sky collapsed.

Mountains and rivers, birds and beasts.

Countless lives vanished into nothingness in an instant.

Hongmeng's face turned deathly pale.

This single palm strike annihilated thirty percent of all life in the Primordial World.

One more slap and the world is finished.

The white figure raised its hand, and a second palm strike was formed.

suddenly.

A voice came from behind.

Very light, very far.

It is crystal clear.

"stop."

The white figure stopped and turned to look.

A figure walks from afar.

He stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in a black robe and with black hair.

It is translucent, like light condensed.

Kong Xuan.

Xiao Bai's eyes widened, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Owner!"

Kong Xuan walked up to the white-clad figure and stopped.

He gazed at it calmly.

"You were looking for me?"

The white figure gazed at him, a slight ripple appearing on its featureless face.

"You're not dead?"

Kong Xuan nodded.

"To live."

"It's just in a different form."

The white figure remained silent for a moment.

"You blocked the way back."

Kong Xuan nodded: "Yes."

The white figure asked, "Do you know that the reverse path is a part of me?"

Kong Xuan nodded: "I understand."

The white-clad figure asked, "Then do you know that Feng Fandao is my enemy?"

Kong Xuan nodded: "I understand."

The white-clad figure asked, "Then you still dare to come?"

Kong Xuan looked at it and said calmly, "Why wouldn't I dare?"

The white figure remained silent.

Looking at Kong Xuan, looking at this semi-transparent figure.

After a long silence, he spoke.

"You are very strong."

"But you can't beat me."

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

He raised his hand, and white light condensed in his palm.

It's not cold light, it's warm light.

The light of the Tao.

The white figure also raised its hand, and white light gathered in its palm.

Cold light.

Two beams of light, facing each other.

One warm, one cold; one positive, one negative.

Kong Xuan asked, "How do you plan to fight?"

The white-clad figure said, "One move."

"One move decides the outcome."

"You win, I'm leaving."

"You lost, and the world ends."

Kong Xuan nodded: "Okay."

The two of them took action at the same time.

Two beams of light blasted towards each other.

Warmth and coldness, positive and negative.

collision.

silent.

There was no explosion, no tremor.

Only light.

Two kinds of light intertwined.

Like two snakes, intertwined and biting.

Kong Xuan remained expressionless and activated all his cultivation.

The white figure remained motionless, its power flowing endlessly.

Stalemate.

moment.

Two quarters of an hour.

Three quarters of an hour.

suddenly.

Kong Xuan's body began to dissipate.

Starting from the feet, they transform into points of light.

Little White screamed, "Master!"

Kong Xuan did not turn around.

His gaze was firm as he looked at the white-clad figure.

"I will not lose."

He closed his eyes and focused his mind on his body.

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

The Wuji Bead spun wildly.

He is burning.

It's not the body of the burning Dao, it's the seed of the burning Dao.

The seed of Tao is everything to him.

Once the seed of his Dao is burned away, he will vanish completely.

They won't even leave a trace.

The white light surged.

The warm light overwhelmed the cold light.

The white-clad figure's expression changed drastically.

"You're insane!"

"By burning away your Dao seed, you will vanish completely!"

Kong Xuan did not answer.

The white light rose again.

The cold light retreated step by step.

The white figure staggered back three steps, its body beginning to crumble.

From head to toe, inch by inch.

It stared at Kong Xuan, its eyes filled with fear.

"madman!"

"You're a madman!"

Kong Xuandao: "I know."

Kong Xuan burned away the seed of Dao, and the white light completely overwhelmed the ice light.

The white figure shattered, turning into specks of light and dissipating.

The white hole collapsed, the opening shrank, and disappeared.

Everything returned to calm.

In the void, only Kong Xuan remained.

The translucent body transforms into points of light starting from the feet.

Little by little, it drifts away.

This time, it was faster than ever before.

From feet to knees, from knees to waist.

From waist to chest, from chest to neck.

Little White rushed up to him, wanting to hug him.

But her body passed right through him.

You can't touch it, you can't grasp it.

We could only watch him disappear.

"Master! Don't go!"

Kong Xuan lowered his head and looked at her.

A slight smile played at the corners of his lips.

"I'm not afraid."

"Though the seed of the Dao has been extinguished, the Dao itself remains."

"Where the Tao is, I am."

Xiao Bai shook her head, tears streaming down her face.

"You're lying!"

"The seed of the Dao is your foundation. If it burns out, how can you return?"

Kong Xuan did not answer.

He raised his hand, wanting to touch her head.

His hand passed through her.

He stopped and looked at his hand.

It's getting fainter and fainter until it's almost invisible.

"I will come back."

"It just takes time."

Xiaobai asked, "How long?"

Kong Xuan thought for a moment: "A long time."

"It could be a thousand years, or it could be ten thousand years."

"It definitely will."

He looked towards the primordial chaos.

"Lord, please take care of her for me."

Hongmeng nodded, his eyes slightly red.

"I will."

Kong Xuan then looked toward the end of the world.

"Even though you lied to me, I don't blame you."

"From this day forward, you are free."

The World Destroyer knelt and kowtowed.

"Master, I'll be waiting for you to come back."

Kong Xuan did not answer.

His body was reduced to just his head.

Like a lamp that is about to go out.

The last glimmer of light flickered between his brows.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes.

That glimmer of light detached from between my eyebrows.

It drifted towards Little White.

It sank into her chest.

Xiao Bai shuddered.

A warm power spread through my body.

It's not cultivation level, nor is it spiritual attainment.

It's a trace.

The master's mark.

Xiao Bai looked down at his chest.

The light had disappeared, but she could still feel it.

The owner is still here.

Inside her body.

In her heart.

Kong Xuan's head turned into the last speck of light.

It drifts away into nothingness.

Nothing was left behind.

There wasn't even a speck of dust.

Little White stood in the void, gazing at the emptiness.

Tears streamed down her face, but she didn't cry out.

Because the owner said he would come back.

she letter.

Hongmeng walked over and put his hand on her shoulder.

"Let's go."

Xiao Bai shook his head: "I'm not leaving."

"I'll wait here."

Hongmeng said, "There's nothing here."

Little White said, "Wherever my master is, that's where I'll be."

"He disappeared here, and I'll wait here."

Hongmeng remained silent and offered no further advice.

Destroyer knelt in the void and kowtowed three times.

Then he stood up and stood behind Xiaobai.

"I'll wait too."

The three stood in the void, gazing at the emptiness.

one day.

Two days.

Three days.

Hongmeng returned to the Hongmeng World.

He is the master of a palace and cannot leave for too long.

Little White and the World Destroyer remained in the void.

There was no sky, no earth.

There was neither light nor darkness.

Only nothingness.

Little White sat cross-legged in the void, with his eyes closed.

The mark on my chest felt slightly warm.

She knew that her master was still alive.

She was just asleep.

He will come back when he wakes up.

Destroyer sat behind her, his eyes closed as he cultivated.

He didn't speak or disturb them.

Just stay and watch.

One year.

ten years.

century.

In nothingness, there is no concept of time.

Xiao Bai didn't know how much time had passed.

But she doesn't care.

Just wait.

This day.

The mark on Xiaobai's chest suddenly became hot.

It burned her so much that she opened her eyes.

Looking down, I saw a glimmer of light on my chest.

White light, very weak, very faint.

But it is.

Even the world-destroying creature opened its eyes, gazing at that glimmer of light.

"Owner?"

Xiao Bai didn't say anything.

She stared at that point of light, not daring to blink.

The light is growing.

From the size of a needle tip to the size of a grain of rice.

From the size of a grain of rice to the size of a soybean.

From the size of a soybean to the size of a fist.

The ball of light hovered in front of Xiaobai, slowly rotating.

Within the ball of light, a person began to take shape.

First, there's the skeleton, transparent, like crystal.

Then there are the meridians, golden in color, like silk threads.

Then came the flesh and blood, white, like jade.

Finally, there's the skin, smooth and flawless, like porcelain.

A person emerges from the light.

He stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in a black robe and with black hair.

Kong Xuan.

Xiao Bai stared at him, trembling all over.

"Owner?"

Kong Xuan lowered his head and looked at her.

A slight smile played at the corners of his lips.

"I said I would come back."

Little White pounced on him and hugged his leg.

This time, I didn't cross it.

They hugged.

It was real and warm.

Little White cried, cried her heart out.

"Master, you're finally back!"

"I've waited for you for three hundred years!"

Kong Xuan was taken aback: "Three hundred years?"

The World Destroyer rose and bowed in respect.

"Master, you have been missing for three hundred years."

"Little White has been waiting for you in this void for three hundred years."

Kong Xuan looked down at Xiaobai in his arms.

Three hundred years.

She waited for three hundred years.

In the void where there was nothing, I waited for three hundred years.

Kong Xuan raised his hand and patted her head.

This time, I got it.

It's really, really furry.

"Thanks a lot."

Xiao Bai shook his head: "It's not hard work."

"It's worth waiting as long as my master comes back."

Kong Xuan looked towards the end of the world.

"You waited three hundred too?"

Destroyer bowed his head: "Yes."

"The sinner will perish, awaiting the master's return to plead guilty."

Kong Xuan waved his hand: "No need."

"What's past is past."

The World Destroyer knelt and kowtowed.

"Thank you, Master."

Kong Xuan turned around and looked in the direction of the Hongmeng World.

Three hundred years.

I wonder what has become of that place.

"Let's go home."

The three flew towards the Primordial World.

Passing through nothingness, passing through the boundless, passing through the primordial chaos.

Enter the Harmony universe.

Purple sky, golden land.

Everything remains the same.

But Kong Xuan sensed it.

The world's atmosphere has weakened considerably.

Three hundred years ago, the white-clad figure delivered that palm strike.

They wiped out 30% of the life forms in the Primordial World.

Three hundred years have passed, and it has not yet recovered.

Kong Xuan flew towards the Purple Gold Domain.

It landed at the entrance of the courtyard.

The courtyard gate remains the same, and the purple bamboo grove remains the same.

The water flows on as before, and everything remains the same.

But he knew things were different now.

Hongmeng walked out of the courtyard and looked at Kong Xuan.

stunned.

"You...you're back?"

Kong Xuan nodded.

Hongmeng looked him up and down, his eyes slightly red.

"It's been three hundred years."

I thought you wouldn't come back.

Kong Xuan said, "I will definitely keep my promise."

Harmony nodded and stepped aside to make way.

Kong Xuan walked into the courtyard.

The purple bamboo grove rustled, and the stream murmured.

The main house is still there, and the prayer cushions are still there.

Everything remains the same.

Kong Xuan sat on the futon with his eyes closed.

My mind sank into my body.

The seed of the Dao is gone; it has burned out.

But the truth still exists.

The source of the Tao is within him.

That is something more fundamental than the seed of the Tao.

The source of Tao.

As long as the source of the Dao exists, he can re-condense the seed of the Dao.

It just takes time.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Bai.

"I need to go into seclusion again."

Xiaobai asked, "How long?"

Kong Xuan thought for a moment and said, "I don't know."

"It may take a long time."

Xiao Bai nodded: "I'll wait."

"I'm willing to wait as long as it takes."

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

The source of the Dao flows and slowly condenses.

A new kind of Tao is taking shape.

It's so slow that it's invisible to the naked eye.

But it is growing.

Kong Xuan was not in a hurry.

We've waited three hundred years, what's a little more time?

This period of seclusion lasted another century.

For a century, Kong Xuan remained unmoved.

He sat cross-legged on the futon, like a stone statue.

Little White stood guard at the door, never leaving its side.

Mie Shi remained in the courtyard, not daring to utter a sound.

The purple bamboo grove has grown into a vast forest, covering the entire courtyard.

The water flows on, never ceasing.

A hundred years later.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes.

A glint of light flashed in his eyes.

A new seed of Tao was formed.

Although it is not as powerful as before, it still exists.

His cultivation level has recovered by 10%.

Kong Xuan got up and walked out of the room.

Sunlight streamed down, casting a purple glow like gauze.

Little White ran over and rubbed against his feet.

"Master, you've emerged from seclusion!"

Kong Xuan nodded.

The World Destroyer rose and bowed in respect.

"Congratulations on your recovery, Master."

Kong Xuan asked, "Has anything significant happened in the past hundred years?"

The Path of Annihilation: "There is one thing."

"The Lord of Hongmeng Palace sent someone to deliver a message, saying that there have been unusual movements in the depths of Wuji."

Kong Xuan frowned: "Not again?"

Destroyer nodded: "Yes."

"This time it's not a black hole, and it's not a white hole."

"It's a door."

Kong Xuan asked, "The door?"

Destroyer nodded: "A golden door."

Nobody knows what's behind the door.

"The Palace Master said that once you emerge from seclusion, we will go together to take a look."

Kong Xuan remained silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Let's go take a look."

He flew out of the courtyard and headed towards the Hongmeng Palace.

Little White perched on his shoulder, with Annihilation following behind.

Outside the Hongmeng Palace, Hongmeng was already waiting.

He nodded upon seeing Kong Xuan arrive.

"It's back to normal?"

Kong Xuandao: "One-tenth."

Hongmeng's expression changed slightly: "One-tenth?"

Kong Xuan nodded: "That's enough."

Hongmeng remained silent for a moment, without asking any further questions.

The two took flight and headed towards the depths of the boundless void.

After three days of flying, we arrived.

Ahead, there's a door.

The gate was enormous, a thousand feet high and five hundred feet wide.

It was entirely golden, radiating brilliant light.

The door is engraved with ancient and mysterious runes.

It was exactly the same door that Kong Xuan had seen in the depths of Wuji.

But the aura is different.

That door is the door to the Tao.

This door is an unknown door.

Hongmeng asked, "Shall we go in?"

Kong Xuan nodded: "Go in."

He walked to the door and pushed it open.

The door didn't move.

He activated his cultivation, channeling ten percent of his power into his arms.

Push again.

The door remained unmoved.

HarmonyOS came to help, and the two pushed together.

The door moved.

It opened slowly, making a dull sound.

Behind the door lies a completely new world.

The sky is colorful, with red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple hues.

The various colors intertwine, like a painting.

The earth was white, pure white like snow.

There are no mountains, no water, and no trees.

There was only an endless white plain.

In the middle of the plain, stood a person.

No, it's not a person.

It's a statue.

A transparent statue, life-size.

The statue sits cross-legged on the ground with its hands resting on its knees.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his face was serene.

Kong Xuan approached and looked at the statue.

A familiar feeling welled up inside me.