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

Xuan Du was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"You're right, senior."

"It's precisely because we don't know that we need to go and see."

He stood up, dusted off his robes, and looked into the distance.

"Then I must cultivate myself even more diligently."

"With higher cultivation levels and greater reach, one day you will see the end."

Kong Xuan looked at his youthful face but did not reply.

But in my heart I wondered, what is the end?

Beyond the primordial wilderness lies chaos, and beyond chaos lies...?

He didn't know either.

But he will go see it.

One day...

As the days went by, Xuandu's cultivation steadily improved, reaching the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.

He's just one step away from becoming a Great Immortal.

On this day, Xuandu was meditating and cultivating in his cave.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide.

His expression changed.

Three auras arrived at the foot of the mountain.

All three auras were at the Quasi-Saint level, their pressure as heavy as a mountain.

Xuan Du broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

A Taiyi Golden Immortal facing a Quasi-Saint is like an ant facing a giant elephant.

He was panicked and ran quickly to the top of the mountain.

"Senior! Three powerful figures have descended the mountain, and they seem to be heading for us!"

Kong Xuan was meditating in front of the cliff when he heard this and slowly opened his eyes.

He scanned the area with his divine sense and immediately recognized the person who had come.

The three great demons were all at the early stage of Quasi-Saint level.

The lead lion was a blue lion, its body as large as a mountain, its mane like flames, and its golden eyes were captivating.

The other two, a white tiger and a black bear, are also ferocious beasts at the early stage of Quasi-Saint.

The three great demons stood side by side, their auras radiating outwards, causing all the vegetation on the mountain to bow their heads.

Xuandu stood behind Kong Xuan, his face pale.

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

His complexion was normal.

"Step back."

Xuandu gritted his teeth and retreated ten feet away, but his hand was already gripping the hilt of the sword.

At the foot of the mountain, the green lion raised its head, gazing towards the mountain peak.

His gaze fell on Kong Xuan, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Are you the owner of this mountain?"

The sound was like muffled thunder rolling across the sky.

Kong Xuan said calmly, "You could say that."

The Green Lion sized up Kong Xuan for a moment, then let out a cold laugh.

"What arrogance! A mere Quasi-Saint at the peak dares to occupy such a sacred mountain?"

"If you know what's good for you, pack your things and get out."

"We brothers want this mountain."

Xuan Du's expression darkened, and he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.

Kong Xuan remained unmoved, simply gazing at the green lion with a calm, still expression.

What if I don't leave?

The blue lion grinned, revealing a mouthful of gleaming white fangs.

"You won't leave? Then you'll die."

Before the words were finished, the green lion sprang up and crashed down like a mountain.

The sharp claws tore through the void, heading straight for Kong Xuan's face.

Xuan Du exclaimed in alarm, "Senior, be careful!"

Kong Xuan simply raised his right hand.

Pointing out with one finger.

This finger strike was incredibly fast and incredibly light.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, like leaves falling in the wind.

The green lion's claws hadn't even reached the target yet, but its finger strikes had already arrived.

puff.

The force of the finger pierced through the lion's forehead and emerged from the back of its head.

The massive blue lion suddenly stopped.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

Then, he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Dust flew everywhere.

The white tiger and the black bear stood frozen in place, as if they had been frozen in place.

Their eldest brother, the Azure Lion, was a Quasi-Saint in the early stages.

He just died like that?

One move?

Kong Xuan withdrew his hand, stood with his hands behind his back, and turned his gaze to the remaining two ferocious beasts.

"You guys want to come too?"

The white tiger trembled and knelt down with a thud.

"I wouldn't dare! Please spare my life, senior!"

The black bear also knelt down, its head hitting the ground with a loud thud.

"We were blind to your greatness, please forgive us!"

Kong Xuan ignored him and simply said, "Get lost."

The two ferocious beasts, as if granted a pardon, scrambled and crawled back to their original forms, fleeing in a frenzy.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the horizon of the sea of ​​clouds.

Xuandu stood ten zhang away, his mouth agape, unable to close it for a long time.

He looked at the corpse of the Green Lion, then at Kong Xuan, his eyes filled with shock.

"Senior...that finger strike..."

Kong Xuan turned around and looked at him: "Cultivate diligently."

"Once you reach the Quasi-Saint level, you'll be able to do it too."

Xuan Du swallowed hard and nodded vigorously.

"I definitely will!"

In the days that followed, Xuandu trained even harder.

He would get up before dawn every day to practice swordsmanship, and he would not sleep at night, but would sit in the cave and breathe in spiritual energy.

Kong Xuan saw this but said nothing, only occasionally offering a word or two of guidance.

Late that night, the moonlight was like water.

Kong Xuan stood with his hands behind his back on the edge of the cliff, gazing at the surging sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the ball of light hung quietly, radiating a warm glow.

His mind stirred slightly, and the ball of light trembled gently.

Suddenly, a thought came to mind... He vaguely felt that this supernatural power could be elevated to a third level.

But he still doesn't know what the third level requires.

But in no hurry.

The days are long and the road is far.

In this life, he has plenty of time.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and continued his practice.

Moonlight bathed the mountaintop, his dark robe fluttering in the wind, like an unyielding mountain.

Kong Xuan stood on the edge of the cliff all night.

He opened his eyes as dawn broke.

In the distance, a sea of ​​clouds surges, and golden light permeates thousands of mountains.

He turned and walked towards the mountainside.

Xuandu was already practicing his sword in front of the cave, his sword energy crisscrossing and scattering stones.

Upon seeing Kong Xuan arrive, he immediately sheathed his sword and bowed respectfully.

"senior."

Kong Xuan nodded and sat down on the stone.

"Your swordsmanship has improved, but your approach is too narrow."

Xuan Du was taken aback: "Please enlighten me, senior."

Kong Xuan raised his hand and picked up a fallen leaf from the ground.

Hold it between two fingers and flick it gently.

The leaf flew like a blade, leaving a deep mark on a boulder ten feet away.

"The sword is a weapon, but the Way resides in the heart."

"You only practice sword techniques, not sword intent; in the end, you'll fall behind."

Xuan Du looked at the marks on the boulder, lost in thought.

After a moment of silence, he solemnly said, "This junior understands."

Kong Xuan stood up and patted his robe.

"I am leaving today."

Xuan Du was stunned: "Where are you going, Senior?"

Kong Xuan looked westward, his gaze distant.

"Let's go to the West Sea."

"There are a few old stories over there; we should go and take a look."

Xuan Du opened his mouth, but ultimately did not try to stop him.

He simply bowed deeply and said, "Take care on your journey, senior."

Kong Xuan nodded and rose into the air.

The black robe unfurled in the morning breeze, and golden lotuses bloomed at her feet.

A single step can cover a thousand miles, and in the blink of an eye, it disappears into the horizon.

Xuandu stood still, watching the figure disappear into the distance.

The longsword in his hand vibrated slightly, emitting a hum.

He looked down at the sword, a fire burning in his eyes.

"I will certainly live up to your guidance."

Kong Xuan traveled westward, piercing through clouds and mist.

Mountains and rivers sweep past beneath our feet, appearing as thin lines.

Around noon, a large swamp appeared ahead.

The lake surface was vast, shrouded in mist.

Deep within the swamp, a demonic aura soared into the sky, yet it was not violent; instead, it exuded a gentle warmth.

Kong Xuan slowed down, his body suspended in mid-air.

His divine sense reached out and swept across the entire swamp.

At the bottom of the swamp, there is a palace, and in front of the palace, a dragon, a thousand feet long, with a dark blue-green body, is coiled.

The dragon was asleep, its breath turning into mist that permeated the entire swamp.

Cultivation level: Mid-stage Quasi-Saint.

Kong Xuan passed by without disturbing it.

Continue westward.

Along the way, ferocious beasts roamed everywhere, and powerful demons roamed freely.

There are remnants of the Taotie, remnants of the Qiongqi, and ancient turtles and snakes with profound cultivation.

Kong Xuan avoided them all, not wanting to cause any trouble.

But some things can't be avoided.

On the third day of their journey, darkness suddenly fell ahead.

The sky suddenly changed color, and the clouds churned like ink.

Kong Xuan stopped and looked up.

A hundred miles ahead, a giant beast lay sprawled among the mountains.

The behemoth was so enormous that its size was immeasurable, its body like a mountain range, and its back bulging like a continuous mountain peak.

Its mane danced like flames, its head was lowered, and its eyes were closed.

The oppressive aura caused all living things within a radius of ten thousand miles to disappear.

Kong Xuan recognized it.

A type of chaotic, ferocious beast, named Taotie.

Cultivation level: Peak Quasi-Saint.

Although they are at the same level as Kong Xuan, the ferocious beasts are born with powerful physiques and fierce Dao power.

In battles between cultivators of the same realm, human cultivators rarely stand a chance of victory.

Kong Xuan landed slowly, the dust beneath his feet silently spreading out.

The Taotie seemed to have caught the scent of a living person, and its eyelids twitched slightly.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

Those were a pair of crimson-gold beast eyes, like two blazing suns hanging in the shadows.

Kong Xuan was locked up tightly.

Kong Xuan remained motionless, standing with his hands behind his back.

"I was just passing by."

The Taotie slowly raised its upper body, its mountain-like spine trembling, shaking the earth.

It let out a low growl, its voice deep and rumbling like thunder.

"This road... is blocked."

Kong Xuan remained calm, meeting the pair of crimson-gold beast eyes with a composed gaze.

"I don't want to be your enemy."

The Taotie grinned, revealing its gleaming white fangs.

"But I want to eat you."

Before he could finish speaking, the Taotie suddenly pounced.

Its body is as large as a mountain, but its speed is incredibly fast.

The sharp claws tore through the void, creating ripples of black light, and headed straight for Kong Xuan's face.

Kong Xuan's expression remained unchanged as he floated backward.

Golden lotuses bloomed beneath his feet, transforming into thousands of golden petals that layered upon each other in front of him.

The Taotie slammed its claw onto the golden light with a deafening roar.

The golden light shattered, like glass exploding.

However, Kong Xuan had already retreated to a distance of ten miles.

The Taotie relentlessly pursued them.

Its mouth opened wide, and a beam of black light shot out.

Where the black light passed, the void collapsed, and vegetation turned to dust.

Kong Xuan sidestepped.

The black light grazed his sleeve and struck the mountain behind him.

The mountain exploded, sending debris flying everywhere.

Kong Xuan's gaze narrowed slightly.

This Taotie's power is even more ferocious than that of the Taotie; a direct confrontation is not the best strategy.

He moved swiftly, weaving through the scattering rubble.

The Taotie relentlessly pursued, tearing through the void with each claw.

Kong Xuan retreated while observing, looking for a flaw.

Finally, he discovered that after each of Taotie's attacks, there would be a momentary opening in his right ribs.

Very short, that's enough.

Kong Xuan took a deep breath and decided not to back down.

His body suddenly stopped, and golden light shone brightly beneath his feet.

He raised his hand and pointed out with one finger.

This finger is completely different from the one used when filming The Green Lion; it is pitch black, as dark as ink and as deep as the abyss.

The power gathered at his fingertips was no longer ordinary Dao power, but rather a wisp of sublimated chaotic energy.

The force of the finger strikes through the air, silently and without a sound.

But wherever it went, even light was swallowed up.

The Taotie had no time to dodge; its massive body was not good at dodging.

The black light penetrated his right rib and then emerged.

The Taotie let out a deafening roar.

Its massive body suddenly froze, and the light in its crimson-gold eyes flashed intensely.

Then, he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The mountain-like body crashed onto the earth, sending dust flying for miles around.

Kong Xuan stopped, and a layer of dust settled on his robe.

He looked down at his fingertips, which were faintly white; that last strike had consumed thirty percent of his Dao power.

But it was worth it.

He walked up to the Taotie's corpse and waved his hand.

He put the entire corpse into his sleeve.

A Chaos Beast at the peak of Quasi-Saint level, its entire body is a treasure trove.

Bones can be used to forge weapons, flesh can be used to refine elixirs, and blood can be used to temper the body.

Even its mouthful of fangs, if disassembled, would be excellent materials for refining.

After collecting the body, Kong Xuan did not linger. He rose into the air and continued his westward journey.

They traveled for another two days.

One morning, he stopped in front of a shoreline.

The sea is vast and boundless, a deep blue.

The sea breeze was refreshing, carrying a faint salty smell.

We've arrived at the Western Sea.

Kong Xuan stood on the shore, hands behind his back, gazing at the sea.

The seawater crashes against the rocks, churning up thousands of piles of snow.

He didn't rush into the sea, but walked along the coast for a while.

Sure enough, they found a cave behind a rock.

The cave is small, barely big enough for one person to sit or lie down.

The cave is dry and sheltered from the wind, making it a good place to stay temporarily.

Kong Xuan sat down cross-legged in the cave.

He took the Taotie's corpse out of his sleeve.

He carefully dissected the creature and extracted the purest essence of its blood from its heart.

The essence and blood were as red as cinnabar, suspended in the palm of the hand, radiating a scorching heat.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes and began to circulate his internal energy.

The essence and blood transformed into a warm current, flowing into the limbs and bones.

Tempered by the essence and blood of ferocious beasts, it is domineering and fierce.

However, Kong Xuan's physical body, at the peak of Quasi-Saint level, could withstand it.

The heat washes over the meridians, forging every inch of muscles and bones.

Faintly, fine cracks spread across the surface of the bone, which were then filled and healed by the warm current.

The internal energy surged and rippled within him, like a river bursting its banks.

A moment later, Kong Xuan opened his eyes.

He let out a long sigh of relief.

His physical body has become even stronger.

He looked inward into his sea of ​​consciousness, where the ball of light still shone brightly, illuminating his mind.

At the edge of the orb of light, there was a faint ring of golden lines flowing around it.

That was a sign of breaking through to the third level.

Kong Xuan's heart stirred slightly.

almost.

At this rate, with a few more years of nurturing, his supernatural powers could achieve another breakthrough.

At that time, the effect of sublimation will increase again.

The Great Golden Immortal of Primordial Chaos may not be far off.

Kong Xuan carefully collected the remaining Taotie corpses, then got up and walked out of the stone cave.

The sea breeze blew in my face, making my robes flutter.

He gazed into the depths of the Western Sea, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

The Western Sea holds what he is looking for on this journey.

In his previous life, he sensed a strange aura in a trench in the Western Sea.

At that time, my cultivation level was insufficient, so I was unable to investigate further.

Now that he has reached the peak of Quasi-Saint level, his supernatural powers have undergone a transformation, and he is much more confident.

This time, I have to go and see it no matter what.

Kong Xuan lifted his foot and stepped into the sea.

The sea parted at his feet, as if avoiding a king.

He walked step by step into the deep sea, his figure slowly disappearing into the azure waters.

The further down you go, the dimmer the light becomes.

The surrounding seawater changed from light blue to dark blue, and then from dark blue to pitch black.

The water pressure increased, but the physical body of a quasi-saint at the peak remained completely unfazed.

Kong Xuan extended his divine sense, searching for the location of the trench in the darkness.

He remembered the direction and the approximate distance.

However, the seabed topography is complex, with crisscrossing trenches.

After searching for about half an hour, he finally found it.

It was a deep abyss, over a thousand feet wide, with no bottom in sight.

The cliffs on both sides are steep as if cut by a knife, and the edges of the ravine are barren, with not a single fish or shrimp to be seen.

Kong Xuan landed on the edge of the abyss, looking down.

Below was pitch black; even divine sense was mostly swallowed up when it probed down.

His gaze narrowed slightly.

Something below is obscuring the divine sense's probing.

Kong Xuan did not hesitate and jumped down.

My body plummeted rapidly, the seawater roaring in my ears.

The deeper you go, the stronger the sense of oppression becomes.

It seemed as if a colossal creature lurked in the shadows, waiting patiently at the bottom of the abyss.

Kong Xuan fell for an unknown amount of time before his feet finally touched solid ground.

Beneath our feet was hard rock, its surface as smooth as if it had been polished.

It was still pitch black all around, but Kong Xuan could sense a faint fluctuation coming from ahead.

He stepped forward.

After walking for about a hundred feet, a faint light gradually appeared in the darkness ahead.

The faint light was bluish-green, weak yet resolute.

Like a grain of sand, or a bright pearl, suspended in the void.

Kong Xuan walked closer and saw the true nature of the eerie light.

It is a token.

The token is palm-sized, neither gold nor jade, and entirely black.

The surface is engraved with intricate patterns, within which a bluish-green light flows.

Although the light was weak, it exuded an extremely ancient aura.

It seems to have existed even before the creation of the world.