Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

Seventy or eighty thousand people!

Seventy to eighty thousand heroes who died in battle were given a new lease on life.

This is a miracle.

No, even God couldn't do that.

This is a miracle that transcends even divine intervention... a divine revelation.

High in the sky, deep in the void.

A pair of eyes slowly closed, and a soft sigh dissipated with the wind:

"Dao Xuan... just how far have you gone...?"

That was the voice of the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi.

On Qingyun Mountain, the setting sun finally cast its last rays.

As night fell, the light that ignited in the eyes of tens of thousands of people in Yunhai Square shone brighter than the starry sky.

Supported by his junior brothers and disciples, Dao Xuan slowly walked towards the Jade Purity Hall.

His back looked somewhat hunched in the night, but every step he took was incredibly firm.

The war is over.

But Dao Xuan knew that the soon-to-be-powerful God Realm was not to be underestimated.

The eyes of the six realms—the divine realm, the demon realm, the immortal realm, and so on—are now focused on this place.

He had nowhere left to retreat.

They won't refund it.

When the icy touch of the Zhuxian Sword came through my palm.

Dao Xuancai truly realized that he had been incredibly overconfident this time.

The long corridor behind the Jade Purity Hall was deep and quiet, with only his heavy breathing echoing between the stone walls.

Wan Jianyi's body stiffened for a moment, then he immediately realized what was happening.

He quietly withdrew that malevolent aura that was enough to shake the heavens and earth.

The two figures, supporting each other, cast long shadows in the dim light.

Every step was difficult.

"Sect Leader, you..." Wan Jianyi's voice trembled unusually as he lowered it.

"It's alright." Dao Xuan interrupted him, but a trace of dark golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"I just didn't expect that the backlash from resurrecting 70,000 to 80,000 lives would be... even more severe than anticipated."

And then there's the terrifying lightning punishment!

Dao Xuan did not say.

Going against the natural order of things will eventually come at a price.

Especially now that heaven and earth have merged several times, the power of their rules has become increasingly strong and complete.

His act of forcibly reversing life and death is almost like going against the entire world.

Wan Jianyi said no more, but tightened his grip on his arm.

When the two entered the forbidden area behind the mountain.

Dao Xuan glanced back one last time in the direction of the Jade Purity Palace.

There, the leaders of the demon and ghost realms are still waiting.

The cultivators from various sects in the Divine Land had different thoughts.

Everyone knew that Dao Xuan's condition was definitely not good at the moment.

But what they didn't know was that it was more than just bad.

Dao Xuan could feel that the vast, boundless magical power within his body was rapidly dissipating.

The power of one's own origin.

The rift appeared because he forcibly used a forbidden technique.

If he doesn't go into seclusion to heal his injuries as soon as possible, let alone the Celestial Immortal realm, he might not even be able to preserve his Earth Immortal cultivation.

A day later, the leaders of the demon and ghost realms took their leave.

Ten days later, the sharp-witted and powerful individuals across the land had already vaguely guessed what was going on.

Dao Xuan Zhenren's injuries this time are probably more serious than anyone imagined.

Otherwise, given his usual style of doing things...

They would never remain out of the public eye for more than ten consecutive days during such a crucial period.

But no one dared to make any rash moves.

Because everyone remembers that battle:

The Demon Lord Chonglou has crossed over from another realm, bringing with him a million-strong demon army that threatens the land of China.

It was Dao Xuan Zhenren who fought the Demon Lord single-handedly.

Set up the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

At the last moment, he used a secret technique to reverse life and death, reviving most of the Shenzhou cultivators who had died in battle.

This favor was enough to make even the most arrogant demon king and ghost king temporarily suppress their thoughts.

Two months after the great battle ended, the aftershocks of the merging of heaven and earth gradually subsided.

The Qingyun Sect released a message stating that Master Xuan had awakened and his injuries were improving.

The various factions in China finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Three days later, inside the Illusion Moon Cave on the back mountain of Qingyun Sect.

Dao Xuan sat cross-legged on the spiritual vein node where Yin and Yang intersected, surrounded by seven-colored light.

Before him, mountains of rare and precious treasures were turning into dust at a visible speed...

Each of these treasures would be enough to cause a bloodbath if placed in the outside world.

At this moment, however, it is being consumed as if it were free.

"I was still a bit impulsive." Dao Xuan opened his eyes and sighed softly.

Reviving 70,000 to 80,000 people is itself an act against the will of Heaven.

If it weren't for the blessing of the power of heaven and earth, he would have already died and vanished.

But as for whether I regret it or not...

Dao Xuan looked towards the direction of the ancestral hall.

There were portraits hanging there.

The faces of the Qingyun lineage masters appeared and disappeared in the spiritual light.

If given the chance again, he would probably make the same choice.

Because in the past two months, the land of China has experienced too many undercurrents of crisis:

The realms of demons and ghosts once showed signs of splitting from the Divine Land, with the Demon Realm stirring with ambition.

There are even prying eyes from the unknown depths...

Any problem could plunge the Qingyun Sect, which had just survived a great battle, into utter ruin.

Fortunately, none of these dangers ultimately materialized.

Seven days later, Dao Xuan finally managed to temporarily suppress his injuries.

He walked out of the Illusion Moon Cave and strolled slowly among the Seven Peaks of Azure Cloud.

Wherever he went, the disciples stopped and bowed, their eyes filled with reverence.

"Greetings, Sect Leader!"

"Is the real person well?"

Dao Xuan nodded slightly. Although his face was still pale, the aura of a Celestial Immortal had been restored.

He made a brief stop at Yunhai Square and chatted with several elders for a while.

He then announced another period of seclusion.

But this brief encounter was enough.

Soon, news of Dao Xuan Zhenren's emergence from seclusion and his reappearance spread, thanks to the deliberate efforts of the Qingyun Sect.

It spread throughout the land of China.

Those cultivators who were still uneasy settled down completely, and those in the demon and ghost realms who were stirring up trouble went back into hiding.

This is the prestige Dao Xuan now possesses; he alone can subdue the five realms, and his words can bring peace to the world.

Time flies, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Dao Xuan's injuries have finally healed.

On this day, he sat alone on the cliff behind Tongtian Peak, looking down at the seven peaks of Qingyun amidst the surging sea of ​​clouds.

The morning light pierced through the clouds and mist, casting golden hues on the rows of palaces and pavilions.

The Qingyun Sect of today is not what it used to be.

With the blessing of the power of heaven and earth, the entire sect underwent a complete transformation.

Dao Xuan could clearly sense the already powerful spiritual vein beneath the seven peaks.

Now it has grown as large as a dragon, its spiritual energy so dense that it has almost solidified into a tangible mist.

It lingers around the mountain gate all day long.

"But that's not enough," Dao Xuan murmured to himself, his gaze fixed on the depths of the sky.

Although Chonglou was defeated and the Demon Realm retreated, the sword of the God Realm still hangs over their heads.

One of the Three Sovereigns who was already revered in ancient times, the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi.

What will be the attitude towards humans?

No one knows.

But everyone in the know understands one thing: the best-case scenario is probably that humans would worship the divine realm and venerate the gods as their masters.

For someone who cultivates the Tao, how is this any different from being a slave?

"If that's the case, then let's fight." A sharp glint flashed in Dao Xuan's eyes.

That afternoon, the Qingyun Sect issued a decree from its leader, proclaiming to the world:

From this day forward, all sects across China will open their gates wide and accept disciples.

Anyone with a heart that yearns for the Tao and who has some talent can participate in the selection.