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

A century has passed in the blink of an eye.

His cultivation reached the Great Luo Perfection stage, and his supernatural powers underwent a transformation.

The roc is still in its egg, its golden wings yet to be spread.

Lao Tzu's words are engraved in my heart.

A cage; a prisoner.

What exactly is hidden in this world?

Kong Xuan closed his eyes and stopped thinking about it.

If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it.

When you have enough strength, you will naturally understand.

He sat down cross-legged and began to practice his internal energy cultivation.

A surge of spiritual energy, like mist and rain.

The perfected Dao power of a Great Luo Golden Immortal circulated within his body.

Like a surging river, it flows endlessly.

Kong Xuan immersed his mind in the universe, comprehending the Great Dao.

After one's comprehension improves, the path to enlightenment becomes clearly visible.

Time and space, the five elements, yin and yang, life and death.

One after another, wide roads unfolded before his eyes.

He was completely absorbed in it, like a fish in water.

This sitting lasted for seven days.

On the seventh day, Kong Xuan opened his eyes.

His eyes shimmered with golden light, like stars and the moon.

The Great Way of Time and Space has begun.

Although it's just the skin, it's already touchable.

As he raised his hand, ripples spread across his fingertips.

Those are ripples in space and time.

Kong Xuan clenched his fist, and the ripples dissipated.

I am satisfied.

The great principles of time and space are profound and difficult to comprehend.

Now that you've entered the path, you'll have a solid foundation for future comprehension of the primordial chaos.

He rose and set off westward through the air.

After another half month of walking, we arrived at a mountain range.

The mountain ranges stretch endlessly, and spiritual energy converges here.

The mountains are home to many mythical beasts, as well as the caves of demon cultivators.

Kong Xuan scanned the area with his divine sense, and a slight thought stirred within him.

Deep in the mountains, there is a cave.

The cave was heavily guarded, and its aura was obscure.

Within the cave, a spiritual light flickered.

Kong Xuan sensed it for a moment, then his eyes lit up with joy.

That is, an innate spiritual root.

He lifted his foot and stepped into the air, disappearing into the void.

They landed in front of the cave entrance and gently knocked.

The vibration was suppressed, but no one responded.

Kong Xuan knocked again, but there was still no response.

He frowned and probed with his divine sense.

There was no one in the cave, only a spiritual root.

Its spiritual roots are about ten feet tall, and its branches and leaves are like emeralds.

It bears three fruits, all purple-gold in color.

The fruit has flowing lines that resemble dragons and phoenixes.

Kong Xuan was slightly startled.

This is the Purple Dragon Pattern Fruit.

A primordial spiritual root bears fruit only once every ten thousand years.

No more than nine at a time, each containing dragon's energy and phoenix's marrow.

It has a remarkable effect on physical tempering.

In his previous life, he had only met him once.

In the Dragon Palace of the East Sea, Ao Guang treasured it.

To meet you here in this lifetime.

Kong Xuan pushed open the door and entered, unimpeded by any restrictions.

He walked up to the spiritual root and examined it carefully.

All three fruits are ripe.

It has a purplish-gold luster and dazzling patterns.

Kong Xuan reached out, intending to pluck it.

Suddenly, a sound came from outside the cave.

"Who dares trespass into my cave!"

His voice was like thunder, filled with anger.

Kong Xuan stopped and turned to look at the door.

A figure stepped in, as imposing as a mountain.

It has a dragon's head and a human body, covered in thick scales.

The Great Luo Golden Immortal has reached the pinnacle of cultivation.

Kong Xuan cupped his hands in greeting: "I was just passing by when I saw the spiritual roots had matured, and I was simply curious."

The dragon-headed man squinted, sizing up Kong Xuan.

Seeing that he was also at the Great Luo Perfection stage, he became wary.

"This purple-gold dragon-patterned fruit is something I've guarded for ten thousand years."

"Your intention to pick them is reasonable, isn't it?"

Kong Xuan hesitated for a moment, then said, "I am willing to exchange goods for goods."

The dragon-headed man sneered, "I only want spirit stones."

Kong Xuan was taken aback.

More spirit stones.

He had nothing of value, only opportunity.

But he couldn't bear to trade these opportunities.

Kong Xuan thought for a moment and then said, "One drop of Phoenix Clan essence blood in exchange for one."

The dragon-headed man's eyes lit up.

The essence of the Phoenix Clan is highly beneficial to the Dragon Clan.

It can purify bloodlines and strengthen the physical body.

He looked Kong Xuan up and down, confirming his identity as a member of the Phoenix Clan.

After a moment's hesitation, he nodded: "Change."

Kong Xuan raised his hand and forced out a drop of essence blood.

Its essence and blood are reddish-golden, containing the origin of the Phoenix Clan.

The dragon-headed man accepted it and sensed it for a moment.

A look of joy appeared on his face.

"Such pure essence blood, worth it!"

He picked a purple-gold dragon-patterned fruit and handed it to Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan took it and put it away.

He turned to leave.

The dragon-headed man called out to him, "Wait."

Kong Xuan turned around: "Is there anything else?"

The dragon-headed man hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"Your cultivation is profound, and you also possess the essence of the Phoenix Clan."

"Would you be interested in visiting a secluded place together?"

"There is a great opportunity in the secret realm that can help you break through to the Quasi-Saint level."

Kong Xuan's heart stirred.

An opportunity to break through to the Quasi-Saint level?

He pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Tell me in detail."

The dragon-headed man sat down and began to speak in detail.

The secret realm lies thousands of miles to the west.

It is an ancient battlefield.

It is rumored to have been left behind after a battle between two quasi-saints.

There are remnants of Daoist energy on the battlefield.

Comprehending the Daoist principles can help one break through to the Quasi-Saint level.

However, the battlefield is dangerous, and there is a malevolent aura eroding it.

There are also ancient restrictions, making it fraught with danger.

The dragon-headed man went there once and almost perished.

So he wanted to find a helper to explore the mystery together.

After listening, Kong Xuan pondered for a moment.

Such an opportunity to become a near-saint is rare.

This secret realm is worth visiting.

He nodded: "Okay, let's go together."

The man with the dragon's head was overjoyed: "Thank you very much, Your Excellency."

"My name is Ao Lie, from the East Sea Dragon Clan."

Kong Xuan cupped his hands in greeting: "Kong Xuan."

The two agreed to set off the next day.

Kong Xuan meditated cross-legged in his cave.

Take out the Purple-Gold Dragon Pattern Fruit and hold it in your palm.

Guide the dragon's energy and phoenix's marrow within the fruit to temper the physical body.

The spiritual energy from the fruit surged into my body, burning like a raging fire.

The bones crackled and popped, and the veins moved like dragons and snakes.

The physical body is transforming and strengthening.

After an incense stick has burned, the fruit withers.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes and sensed the changes in his physical body.

It's 10% better than before.

When dragon energy enters the body, bones become stronger.

Nourished by phoenix marrow, tendons and veins become stronger.

Although he has not reached the pinnacle of the Great Luo realm, he has already far surpassed others of the same level.

He was satisfied.

Silent all night.

The next morning, Kong Xuan and Ao Lie set off.

The two walked on air, heading west.

Ao Lie was quite polite to Kong Xuan.

Knowing his identity as a member of the Phoenix Clan, and seeing his profound cultivation, they realized that he was a highly skilled cultivator.

His words carried a hint of respect.

Kong Xuan didn't talk much, only occasionally responding.

Around noon, a thick fog appeared ahead.

The fog was thick, obscuring the sun.

Ao Lie stopped, his expression grave.

"We've arrived at the ancient battlefield."

"There is a malevolent aura within the mist; anyone below the Great Luo level who touches it will die."

Kong Xuan closed his eyes and probed with his divine sense.

Within the mist, malevolent energy surged like waves.

Deep within the malevolent aura, there lingering Daoist charm.

Though broken, it can still be perceived.

He opened his eyes and nodded: "Go in."

The two stepped into the mist.

A chilling aura swept over us, biting cold and piercing.

Kong Xuan used his internal energy technique to prevent the evil energy from getting close to him.

Ao Lie's entire body was covered in glowing scales, which protected him from the evil energy.

The two proceeded cautiously, taking each step carefully.

Within the mist, there were broken array patterns.

The array patterns flickered, releasing a killing intent.

Kong Xuan raised his hand and shattered the array patterns with a single finger.

Ao Lie was shocked.

He had to go to great lengths to avoid those array patterns last time he came.

Kong Xuan shattered it with a single finger, making a light and casual gesture.

He increasingly felt that this Phoenix Clan was no ordinary clan.

The two ventured a hundred miles further and came upon a ruined temple ahead.

The palaces and buildings are dilapidated, and the walls are broken and in ruins.

Inside the hall, a fleeting shadow sat cross-legged.

The afterimage was illusory, yet it exuded a terrifying aura.

Ao Lie's expression changed: "A quasi-saint's remnant spirit!"

"Don't touch it, it will trigger a backlash from the Daoist principles."

Kong Xuan stared at the afterimage, a faint light flashing in his sea of ​​consciousness.

A thought struck him, and he took a step forward.

Ao Lie was shocked: "What are you going to do?"

Kong Xuan remained silent and walked up to the afterimage.

Raise your hand and touch it gently.

The afterimage jolted, and he abruptly opened his eyes.

His eyes were blood red, radiating an overwhelming aura of power.

The power of a quasi-saint was like Mount Tai pressing down on you.

Ao Lie was forced to kneel on the ground, trembling all over.

Kong Xuan remained unmoved.

The perfect cultivation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal surged within his body.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, a bright ball of light shone forth.

The light shone out and shone on the afterimage.

The afterimage distorted, and the blood-red light in his eyes gradually faded.

Instead, there was bewilderment.

Kong Xuan spoke up: "Senior, may I borrow your Daoist aura?"

The afterimage seemed to understand, and slowly closed its eyes.

The afterimage vanished, transforming into a wisp of Daoist charm.

The Daoist rhyme, like silk, drifted toward Kong Xuan.

Kong Xuan reached out and caught the Daoist rhyme.

The Daoist essence enters the body and surges into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The light cluster absorbed the light and began to flicker intensely.

Then, fragments of the Great Dao within the Daoist essence.

Like a scroll unfolding, it spreads out in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes, completely absorbed in the moment.

The Daoist essence of a Quasi-Saint contains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

Spacetime, causality, reincarnation.

One after another, the main roads revealed their true forms before him.

What I couldn't understand before is now as clear as the lines on my palm.

Kong Xuan was extremely eager and frantically tried to comprehend it.

Ao Lie got up from the ground, dumbfounded.

He was still kneeling, but Kong Xuan was standing.

It can also absorb the Daoist essence of a quasi-saint.

What kind of monster is this person?

After an incense stick had burned, the Taoist aura dissipated.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

He had already seen the outline of the path to quasi-sainthood.

Although no breakthrough has been achieved, the direction is clear.

He turned around and looked at Ao Lie.

Ao Lie swallowed hard: "You...you absorbed the Dao essence of a Quasi-Saint?"

Kong Xuan nodded.

Ao Lie remained silent for a long time, then gave a bitter smile:

"I guarded the Purple-Gold Dragon Pattern Fruit for ten thousand years before finally reaching the Great Luo Perfection."

"In just a century, you have caught up with me."

"Now that he has absorbed the Daoist essence of a Quasi-Saint, he is probably not far from becoming a Quasi-Saint."

Kong Xuan remained noncommittal, saying calmly, "Let's go; the opportunity here has run its course."

The two emerged from the mist and returned to the mountains.

Ao Lie cupped his hands in thanks: "Many thanks for your help, Brother Kong."

"If you ever need my help in the future, feel free to come to me."

Kong Xuan nodded: "Okay."

The two parted ways, and Kong Xuan continued his journey westward.

After walking a hundred miles, they found a mountain cave.

He sat cross-legged in the cave, meditating in seclusion.

The Daoist essence of a quasi-saint circulated within the sea of ​​consciousness.

Like a lighthouse, illuminating the way forward.

He closed his eyes and began his ascent to become a Quasi-Saint.

Spiritual energy surged in, and Daoist power surged forth.

Guided by the principles of Tao, the Great Way becomes clear.

The bottleneck for the Great Luo Golden Immortal to reach perfection lies in the Daoist essence.

Like paper, it breaks at the slightest touch.

Kong Xuan felt a jolt throughout his body.

His sea of ​​consciousness surged, and his Dao power underwent a qualitative change.

The physical body is sublimated, and the divine consciousness is transformed.

Quasi-Saint.

It became.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes, his gaze reflecting the starry sky.

His cultivation at the early stage of Quasi-Saint level surged like a sea within his body.

He is a hundred times stronger than when he was the Great Ronaldo.

He clenched his fist, feeling the power within.

His physical body was like jade, and his spiritual power was as deep as an abyss.

With a wave of the hand, ripples spread through time and space.

He touched upon the threads of cause and effect, and looked down upon the cycle of life and death.

This is a quasi-saint.

To truly step into the threshold of the Great Way.

Kong Xuan remained calm and undisturbed.

Lao Tzu's words still echo in my ears.

He's already a quasi-saint, so let's go again.

He got up and walked out of the cave.

Looking up at the sky, his gaze was firm.

Xi Kunlun, the Supreme Laozi.

A cage; a prisoner.

The truth lies ahead.

Kong Xuan lifted his foot and stepped into the air, heading east.

His dark robe fluttered like a phoenix spreading its wings.

His power as a quasi-saint awed all directions.

He was silent.

In this life, he will go all the way to the end.

Walk outside the cage.

Reach the end of that truth.

Reaching the realm of Hunyuan.

Go to a place where no one has ever been before.

No matter how far the road ahead.

No matter how great the terror.

He wants to go.

Because he was Kong Xuan.

Descendants of the Phoenix Clan.

Lord of Ascension.

This world cannot confine him.

Kong Xuan walked on air, covering ten thousand miles in a single step.

His speed at becoming a Quasi-Saint far surpasses that of the past.

Traveling a million miles a day, mountains and rivers flow backward.

Three days later, Xikunlun was already in sight.

The mountain gate of West Kunlun is faintly visible amidst the sea of ​​clouds.

Kong Xuan stopped and landed in front of the mountain gate.

The mountain gate was cast in white jade, and was 100 zhang high and 50 zhang wide.

The lintel is inscribed with three ancient characters: Xi Kunlun.

His handwriting is slender and elegant, like a sword or bamboo.

Kong Xuan stood in front of the door, his hands behind his back.

His cultivation at the early stage of Quasi-Saint circulated within his body.

He is more than a hundred times stronger than when he was at the age of Ronaldo.

Yet, standing before this mountain gate, he still felt insignificant.

This mountain is the sacred site of the Queen Mother of the West.

The strongest among the innate deities.

Peak Quasi-Saint, Half-step Primordial Chaos.

Kong Xuan lifted his foot and stepped into the mountain gate.

Inside the gate is a bluestone path that winds its way upwards.

The roadside is lined with exotic flowers and rare herbs, exuding a spiritual aura.

Kong Xuan walked slowly, each step steady.

There were no restrictions or formations on the bluestone road.

But Kong Xuan knew that this seemingly peaceful road was not without its challenges.

It harbors countless deadly dangers.

The defenses of Xikunlun were renowned throughout the prehistoric world.

No one can force their way in under the sage's rule.

Kong Xuan walked for half an hour and reached the top of the mountain.

The mountaintop is a plaza, spanning thousands of feet in circumference.

In the center of the square, there is a large tree.

The tree is hundreds of feet tall, with branches and leaves that canopy over the ground.

The tree was covered with countless fruits, all of them silvery white.

Moonlight Fruit.

The special products of Xikunlun contain the power of Taiyin.

It is very beneficial to cultivation.

A person was standing under the tree.

Dressed in white, her hair flowing like a waterfall.

She has an exceptionally beautiful face, yet possesses a cool and aloof demeanor.

Like a fairy from the moon palace, like a goddess from the heavens.

It was none other than the Queen Mother of the West.

Kong Xuan stepped forward and bowed with his hands clasped in greeting:

"Junior Kong Xuan greets the Queen Mother of the West."

The Queen Mother of the West sized him up, her gaze calm.

"A descendant of the Phoenix Clan?"

Kong Xuan nodded: "Yes."

The Queen Mother of the West nodded slightly:

"Yuan Feng's descendants are indeed extraordinary."

"In the early stages of Quasi-Sainthood, less than a thousand years have passed."

"This speed is rarely seen in the primordial era."

Kong Xuan respectfully replied, "You flatter me, senior."

The Queen Mother of the West shook her head, saying it was not a compliment.

That's the truth.

You arrived faster than I expected.

Kong Xuan's heart stirred.

Did the Queen Mother of the West know he was coming?

"Did you know I was coming, senior?"

The Queen Mother of the West looked at him, her gaze deep and profound:

"Laozi sent me a message saying you would come."

Let me tell you something.

Kong Xuan was startled.

Lao Tzu.

It's Lao Tzu again.

He said respectfully, "Please enlighten me, senior."

The Queen Mother of the West turned around and looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

After a long silence, he spoke:

Do you know how this world came to be?

Kong Xuan was taken aback.

He had never thought about this question.

How did heaven and earth come about?

Pangu separated heaven and earth, and Nuwa created humankind.

This is the universally acknowledged answer in the primordial world.

But the question asked by the Queen Mother of the West was clearly not about that.

Please enlighten me, senior.

The Queen Mother of the West gazed at the sea of ​​clouds, her tone calm:

"The story of Pangu creating the world is true."

But where did Pangu come from?

Kong Xuan was startled.

Where did Pangu come from?

He had never thought about this question.

All living beings in the primordial era know that Pangu created the world.

But where did Pangu come from?

No one knows.

"Pangu came from beyond heaven and earth."

"From the chaos above the chaos."

"From that higher realm."

Kong Xuan held his breath and listened quietly.

The Queen Mother of the West continued:

"After Pangu separated heaven and earth, he died from exhaustion."

His physical body transformed into the primordial chaos, and his primordial spirit became the Three Pure Ones.

"Their essence and blood transformed into the twelve ancestral witches, and their breath became the wind and clouds."

"This is the truth."

But beneath the truth, there is another truth.

Kong Xuan asked, "What truth?"

The Queen Mother of the West turned around and looked directly at him:

"Pangu separated heaven and earth to break free from his prison."

"He comes from a higher realm, yet he's trapped here."

"He created the heavens to open a path."

"A way back."

"Unfortunately, he failed."

"When the body dies, the spirit vanishes, leaving only this world behind."

Kong Xuan's heart was churning with emotions.

Did Pangu create the world to break free from his prison?

The cage Lao Tzu spoke of was the place where Pangu was trapped.