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

Kong Xuan remained silent.

Yunxiao put down his wine cup and looked at Kong Xuan.

"Senior brother, I dreamed about you too."

Kong Xuan asked, "What did you dream about me about?"

Yunxiao said, "I dreamt that you were deep in the chaos."

"Facing the dragon, facing the egg."

"Facing beings that are greater than the sky."

"You stay here, they're gone."

Kong Xuandao said, "Because they were thirsty."

"I want some soup, but I'm too embarrassed to say so."

Yunxiao smiled.

Her smile was faint, yet genuine.

Yuan Feng looked at them, a smile playing on her lips.

"You all said you dreamed about this child."

"I see him every day, I don't need to dream about him."

Nezha asked, "Auntie, what was Kong Xuan like when he was a child?"

Yuan Feng thought for a moment: "Skinny."

"Running around everywhere, jumping around everywhere."

"Never stop."

"Unlike now, when we're just sitting still."

Nezha laughed: "So Kong Xuan also had a childhood."

The days passed by.

Three more years passed.

This day.

A sword light flew in from the horizon.

Crimson red, like fire and blood.

The Master of Heaven.

He landed outside Phoenix Palace and stepped inside.

His expression was calm, as if nothing was urgent.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes: "Master."

Tongtian sat to one side, watching him.

"Kong Xuan, I've come to tell you something."

Kong Xuan asked, "What is it?"

Tongtiandao said, "The Seed of the Great Dao has been taken away."

Kong Xuan's expression remained unchanged: "Who took it?"

Tongtiandao: "I don't know."

"That person has no cultivation, no aura."

"He walked up to the Seed of the Great Dao, reached out, and took it."

"No one can stop it."

Kong Xuan remained silent.

It has no cultivation level and no aura.

Yet it can take away the seed of the Great Dao.

He had seen people like that before.

Guixuzi, the chaos before chaos, the Great Dao.

They're all like that.

Tongtian looked at him: "Kong Xuan, do you know that person?"

Kong Xuan thought for a moment: "Perhaps we know each other."

"Perhaps we don't know each other."

"But he doesn't harm anyone, so we don't need to worry about him."

Tongtian nodded: "That's what I think too."

He got up, took a few steps, and stopped.

"Kong Xuan, guess what that person said when they left?"

Kong Xuan asked, "What did you say?"

Tongtian said, "He said the soup was delicious."

After saying that, he disappeared.

Kong Xuan remained silent.

After a long while, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"It's him."

Tongtian asked, "Who?"

Kong Xuandao: "A friend."

"It came from above."

"I've drunk my mother's soup."

Tongtian nodded and asked no more questions.

gone.

Phoenix Palace fell silent once more.

Nezha asked, "Kong Xuan, who is that person?"

Kong Xuandao said, "It is the Great Way."

"It is Guixuzi."

"It is the chaos before chaos."

"It's them, and it's not them."

Nezha didn't understand, so he stopped asking.

This day.

Stone suddenly stood up.

"Master, I'm going down the mountain."

Kong Xuan opened his eyes: "Going to protect the village again?"

Stone nodded: "The bandits are here again."

"This time there are even more."

Kong Xuan asked, "Can we win?"

Stone said, "We can beat them."

"I am at the peak of Quasi-Saint, half a step into Sainthood."

"Mountain bandits are just ordinary people."

Kong Xuan nodded: "Go ahead."

The stone knelt down and kowtowed.

"Master, wait for me to come back for soup."

Kong Xuan nodded: "Okay."

The stone is gone.

Phoenix Palace fell silent once more.

Three days later.

The stone did not return.

Five days later.

They still haven't come back.

Ten days later.

Nezha couldn't sit still any longer.

"Kong Xuan, is something wrong with Shi Tou?"

Kong Xuan opened his eyes: "Go and take a look."

Nezha got up and flew away on his Wind Fire Wheels.

Yunxiao also got up and flew away on his sword.

Kong Xuan sat in the hall without moving.

Half a day later.

Nezha is back.

His expression was solemn.

"Kong Xuan, Shi Tou is injured."

Kong Xuan asked, "Is the injury serious?"

Nezha said, "It's not heavy."

"External injury".

"But he refuses to come back."

Kong Xuan asked, "Why?"

Nezha said, "Because the village hasn't been protected yet."

"The bandits are still here."

He said he only came back after protecting her.

Kong Xuan remained silent.

After a long while, he got up.

"I'll go take a look."

He walked out of Fengqi Palace and headed down the mountain.

They walked very slowly, each step was difficult.

But he didn't stop.

After walking for half a day, we arrived at the small village at the foot of the mountain.

The village is small, with only a few dozen households.

Stone stood at the village entrance, covered in wounds.

But he did not fall.

Opposite them was a dark mass of bandits.

Hundreds of people, armed with knives and guns.

A stone stood alone, blocking the entrance to the village.

No refund.

Kong Xuan walked to his side and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Stone, you're hurt."

Shi Tou turned his head and saw Kong Xuan.

Her eyes lit up: "Master, what brings you here?"

Kong Xuan said, "I came to see you."

"Let's see how you protect the village."

Stone smiled: "Master, I can protect him."

Kong Xuan nodded: "I know."

"But you're too slow."

"Let me help you."

He raised his hand, and the power of the Great Dao condensed in his palm.

With a gentle wave.

Golden light surged towards the mountain bandits like a tide.

Before the bandits could react, they were swept up by the golden light.

Thrown away a thousand miles away.

The village is safe.

Shi Tou looked at Kong Xuan, his eyes reddening.

"Master, didn't you say you wouldn't help me?"

Kong Xuandao: "I have said that."

"But you're injured."

"If you're injured, you should rest."

"I'll do it for you."

Stone nodded, tears streaming down his face.

"Master, am I really useless?"

Kong Xuan shook his head: "It's not useless."

"It's not strong enough."

"But you will become stronger."

"Because you have the Way in your heart."

Shi Tou wiped away his tears and smiled.

"Master, let's go back and have some soup."

Kong Xuan nodded: "Let's go."

The two walked side by side toward the immortal volcano.

It moves slowly, but very steadily.

Back to Phoenix Palace.

Kong Xuan walked back to Fengqi Palace and sat on a futon.

The mind sinks into the body, and the power of the Great Dao flows through the meridians.

Suddenly, his divine sense touched a barrier.

Kong Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, a chill running through him.

He had experienced that feeling before.

In the illusion, in the void.

In those days when it was hard to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

He closed his eyes and extended his divine sense with all his might.

Divine consciousness surged out of Phoenix Perch Palace and the Immortal Volcano like a tidal wave.

It surged across the vast and desolate land, and across the four seas and eight wastelands.

It surged past the Thirty-Three Heavens, surged past the edge of chaos.

Then, he encountered that barrier.

Not just one place, but everywhere.

The entire primordial world was enveloped within it.

Like a giant bowl, upside down between heaven and earth.

Kong Xuan gathered his spiritual senses, his expression remaining unchanged.

But his heart was churning like a turbulent tide.

"It's an illusion again."

"When did I go in?"

He recalled the journey from Jinji Ridge to Chaos, and from Chaos to Guixu.

From the Ruins of Return to the Primordial World, and from the Primordial World back to the Phoenix Palace.

I remember every single step clearly.

But what if all of those are fake?

Kong Xuan closed his eyes.

Sink your mind into your body, don't fight, just feel.

Feel that barrier, feel that veil.

Feel the edge of illusion.

Then, the image began to blur.

The walls of Fengqi Palace gradually became transparent.

Yuan Feng's figure gradually disappeared.

Nezha's smiling face is like a reflection in the water.

The wine poured by Yunxiao turned into a wisp of green smoke.

The bowl held by the stone shattered into points of light.

Everything is fading away.

Kong Xuan did not resist.

He knew that resistance was futile.

The more you struggle within the illusion, the deeper you sink.

Only by going with the flow can one awaken.

He closed his eyes, letting the images flow.

Phoenix Palace is gone, the flames are gone.

Only darkness remained, utter and absolute darkness.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes.

There is a mountain in front of us. It is not high, but it is very dangerous.

Kong Xuan sat atop the mountain, his hands clasped behind his back.

He looked down at his hands.

Cultivation level: Taiyi Golden Immortal.

He was stunned.

Taiyi Golden Immortal?

He remembered that when he transformed, he was a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

How long ago was that?

Countless years ago.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes and sensed his surroundings.

Within a radius of ten thousand miles, there are no saints, no quasi-saints.

There were only some minor demons and monsters with low cultivation levels.

He opened his eyes, and the answer was in his heart.

"The period of the First Lich War"

"I only recently took human form."

"The Golden-Winged Roc has not yet been born."

He turned his head and looked to his side.

Sure enough, there was an egg, lying quietly on the ground.

The eggshell is grayish-white with cloud-like patterns.

There was a faint breath inside; it was still asleep.

Golden-winged Roc.

Kong Xuan stared at the egg, remaining silent for a long time.

Then he laughed.

"They're back."

"We're back to square one."

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

The wind blew, and the black robe fluttered in the wind.

The cultivation of a Taiyi Golden Immortal circulated within his body.

He closed his eyes and looked inward.

His mind sank into the depths of his consciousness.

There, a glimmer of light floated.

The orb of light was small, yet it shone as brightly as a star.

That was his supernatural power.

sublimation.

Kong Xuan carefully perceived it.

The cluster of light was intact, without any damage.

His supernatural powers remain.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, can finally be put at ease.

With this supernatural power, things aren't too bad.

Even if one's cultivation level returns to that of a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Even if the road ahead is long.

As long as there is progress, there is hope.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes, his gaze calm.

His greatest secret was the sublimation of supernatural powers.

It is also his greatest reliance.

This supernatural power can elevate everything.

If your cultivation level is insufficient, then you must strive for sublimation.

The foundation is too shallow; it needs to be elevated.

If you lack understanding, then strive for improvement.

The magic weapon is of low quality; it needs to be sublimated.

Even the Dao can be elevated.

As long as you pay the price.

Kong Xuan remembered that in his previous life, he relied on the sublimation of supernatural powers.

He rose from a Taiyi Golden Immortal to the peak of Quasi-Saint.

Just one step away from becoming a Primordial Golden Immortal.

Unfortunately, that step was too difficult.

It requires a massive amount of accumulation.

It requires great opportunity and great fortune.

It will take more time.

Unfortunately, what he lacks most is time.

Sages devise plans, and Heaven sets limits.

Before he could break through, he entered the illusion.

Now, starting over, we have endless time.

He also possessed the power of sublimation.

The dream of becoming a Primordial Golden Immortal is no longer just a dream.

Kong Xuan clenched his fist, feeling the flow of power within his body.

Early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

In this day and age, it's not considered weak.

But it's not exactly strong either.

In the first war between the Lich Kings, many powerful figures emerged.

Emperor Jun and Taiyi, the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

They have all attained the quasi-sainthood.

My own Taiyi Golden Immortal status is truly insignificant.

Fortunately, there is a sublimation.

Kong Xuan sat down cross-legged and began to carefully analyze the situation.

The sublimation of supernatural powers is divided into three levels.

The first level is self-elevation.

Cultivation, background, comprehension, and innate talent.

Both can be elevated.

Each ascension requires the consumption of spiritual energy, merit, and fortune.

The more it is consumed, the stronger the sublimation effect.

The second level is to elevate external things.

Magical treasures, elixirs, and spiritual roots.

All can be elevated.

As the grade increases, the power multiplies.

The third level is the Avenue of Ascension.

That is the deepest level of sublimation.

To directly touch the essence of the Tao.

To elevate the lower-level principles to the higher-level principles.

It even evolved into the Great Dao of Chaos.

However, the third level consumes too much energy.

In his previous life, he had only used it three times.

Each time, it was a near-death experience.

Each time, they managed to escape from a seemingly hopeless situation.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes, a plan forming in his mind.

The most urgent task now is to improve one's cultivation level.

The initial stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal is too weak.

Only those who reach the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal have the power to protect themselves.

But how can it be elevated?

Resources are needed.

Abundant resources.

Spiritual energy, merit, and fortune.

Spiritual energy is easy to obtain; the primordial world has no shortage of it.

You can draw upon any spiritual vein you find.

Merit and good fortune, however, are difficult to attain.

Merit should be done in ways that benefit heaven and earth.

Good fortune requires a strong backing and a solid foundation.

Now I am all alone.

Having just taken human form, he belongs to no sect or faction.

Its fortune is extremely weak, almost nonexistent.

Kong Xuan frowned.

In his previous life, he became a disciple of the Tongtian Sect Master.

It was through the influence of the Jie Sect's fortune that they were able to grow rapidly.

But in this life, he doesn't want to join the Jie Sect again.

It's not that the Jie Sect is bad.

They don't want to repeat the same mistakes.

If we could do it all over again, and still follow the same path...

What's the point of starting over?

Kong Xuan stood up and stood with his hands behind his back.

Our gaze travels across mountains and rivers, looking towards the depths of the primordial wilderness.

There, countless possibilities lie.

In this life, he will walk his own path.

Not to be a disciple of a sage.

Do not rely on the luck of others.

Relying solely on oneself.

By sublimating supernatural powers.

Relying on endless years.

Step by step, we reached the state of Hunyuan.

Kong Xuan looked down at the egg at his feet.

The Golden-Winged Roc is still asleep.

The patterns on the eggshell are like clouds and mist.

The air inside was faint, yet teeming with life.

I remember in my previous life, the Great Roc took human form very late.

He only hatched after he had become a quasi-saint.

Should we help him transform into human form sooner in this life?

Kong Xuan pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

let it go.

Forcing a sublimation may not be a good thing.

Some roads you have to walk yourself.

Just as Dapeng was like this, so was he.

Kong Xuan reached out and put the egg into his sleeve.

It's safer to carry it with you than to leave it on the mountaintop.

The world is not peaceful now.

The Lich Wars were just the beginning.

There were countless more great battles to come.

Ten golden crows, Gonggong striking the mountain, and Nuwa mending the sky.

The Lich War, the Birth of Humanity, and the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods.

He experienced them all.

He remembered it clearly every time.

Will these calamities happen again in this lifetime?

Kong Xuan is uncertain.

The illusion is layered upon layer, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and falsehood.

Perhaps, all of this is still an illusion.

Perhaps, he never woke up.

Perhaps, the void is the truth.

Kong Xuan shook his head, no longer wanting to think about it.

What does it matter if it's true or false?

Since we are here, let us carry out this matter.

Even if it is still an illusion, we must walk to the end of the illusion.

Look beyond that end, see what else there is.

Kong Xuan lifted his foot and stepped into the air.

The steps were slow, but extremely steady.

With each step, golden lotuses bloom beneath one's feet.

Each step covers a thousand miles, each step blossoms like a lotus.

Kong Xuan walked at a leisurely pace.

He was sensing the rules of this world.

Feel the flow of spiritual energy.

Feel the rhythm of the Great Way in motion.

It's the same as my previous life, yet different.

They are largely the same, but differ in details.

Kong Xuan understood.

Whether it's an illusion or rebirth, it's all the same.

This world is ultimately not the same as the original world.

He has to readjust.

Re-understanding.

Re-establish the Tao.

Kong Xuan headed west.

He remembered that there was a mountain in the west.

The mountain is not large, but it is a convergence point of spiritual energy.

There is also a naturally formed cave in the mountains.

In his previous life, he had stayed there briefly.

In this life, he decided to settle down there first.

Find a place with abundant spiritual energy.

He secluded himself to cultivate and elevate his cultivation level.

Wait until you have enough strength before venturing out.