Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

Fragments of memories flashed through his mind: the twenty-three strange flames on the Strange Flame Ranking.

Hidden beneath Canaan Academy is the ancient imperial cave, and the legacy left behind by the ancient emperor Tuoshe…

And then there's that weapon that drove countless Battle Saints mad.

A potential Emperor-grade embryonic pill capable of altering the entire Dou Qi Continent.

Dao Xuan didn't care about other rare and precious materials.

The Qingyun Sect now possesses the Heavenly Pool and the Divine Tree, its resources being unparalleled in the world.

But the Emperor-grade Embryo Pill is different; it is a supreme divine object that can help a nine-star Dou Sheng at the peak break through to the Dou Di realm!

Converted into the immortal cultivation system, it becomes a supreme treasure that helps peak Celestial Immortals break through the Golden Immortal barrier!

"What a pity..." Dao Xuan sighed softly, the Taiji diagram slowly rotating behind him.

Although he knew that the Emperor-grade nascent pill was in the ancient Emperor's cave beneath Canaan Academy.

Yet they were also aware of the terrifying power of that elixir, which gave birth to intelligence over millennia.

His strength is comparable to that of a newly ascended Golden Immortal.

With his cultivation at the mid-stage of the Celestial Immortal realm, even with the Taiji Dao by his side, there was absolutely no way he could suppress him.

"The time is not right; we can only wait."

Dao Xuan closed his eyes and resumed his cultivation.

The water from Tianchi was drawn in and transformed into wisps of pure spiritual energy that flowed into the body.

Like thousands of tiny hammers, constantly refining the already near-limited magical power.

Every strand of magical power is being compressed, purified, and imprinted with the Daoist principles of Yin and Yang.

Such arduous training took more than half a year to complete in the blink of an eye.

On this day, a clear chime suddenly rang out in the secret room.

Dao Xuan slowly opened his eyes, his aura perfectly harmonious, as if he were one with heaven and earth.

It became.

After nearly a year, all the magical power within him was finally tempered to its limit.

If we compare the magical power of ordinary celestial beings to a rushing river.

His magic power is heavy water.

If others' magical power is like cotton wool, his magical power is like refined steel, and the two are not comparable.

With a slight thought, his consciousness traversed the void, connecting with the eight majestic Celestial Steles in the darkness.

My gaze swept over the third stone tablet, and I found my name among the more than two thousand people – number 2483.

It improved by more than 400 places compared to before.

Dao Xuan remained calm, showing neither joy nor sorrow.

He knew this was just the beginning.

If he can break through to the late stage or even the peak of the Celestial Immortal realm, he can temper his Dao foundation with the True Water of the Taiyin and the True Fire of the Taiyang.

By using the Great Dao of Tai Chi to govern all laws, there is a real chance of breaking into the top 100, or even the top 10!

"Within ten years, it will inevitably enter the later stages."

He muttered to himself, feeling the vague, imperceptible bottleneck within his body.

Time flies, and another six months have passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Xi Yao came to the outside of the secret chamber.

She was dressed in a plain white dress, holding a warm, smooth jade box in her hands, which remained unopened.

Seven-colored rays of light shone through the wall, and the sound of it cleared the mind and spirit.

"Sect Leader," Xi Yao said softly, presenting the jade box, "the Divine Tree has borne fruit."

Dao Xuan emerged from the pass and accepted the jade box.

It feels cool to the touch, and the box is engraved with intricate spirit-gathering array patterns.

He gently opened it, and a fist-sized, crystal-clear fruit lay quietly in the brocade.

The fruit exudes a mysterious and unsettling aura.

Fruit of the Divine Tree!

"Thanks a lot."

Dao Xuan spoke gently, his gaze falling on Xi Yao.

Over the years, she has cared for the sacred tree, using the secret methods of the divine race to promote its growth; one can imagine the effort she has put in.

Xi Yao shook her head, her eyes filled with relief:

"It is already a blessing that the divine tree can grow in Qingyun Sect."

This divine fruit contains the essence of heaven and earth and the insights into the Great Dao accumulated by the divine tree over a thousand years; it will surely benefit the sect leader's cultivation.

Dao Xuan said no more, and immediately sat cross-legged and put the divine fruit into his mouth.

The fruit melts in your mouth, having no taste, but transforming into a warm, comforting sensation.

It seeped into every part of the body silently.

On Tongtian Peak, the divine tree that had grown to ten zhang tall seemed to be responding.

Thousands of branches and leaves rustled softly without wind, like the whispers of heaven and earth.

A rich spiritual energy cascaded down from the treetops like a colorful waterfall.

The entire mountain peak was enveloped in a misty glow.

Under the shade of the divine tree, the concentration of spiritual energy on Tongtian Peak is more than twenty times that of the outside world.

Dao Xuan closed his eyes to refine the essence, his mind sinking into the Dao realm.

He could clearly sense that invisible barrier that blocked the late-stage Celestial Immortal realm.

Under the influence of the divine fruit's Daoist essence, it gradually loosens and disintegrates.

Three days later, the power of the divine fruit was fully absorbed.

Dao Xuan stood up, took one step out of the secret chamber, and with another step, he was already outside the Ninth Heaven.

Before me was a blazing, burning sun.

Watching the sun's true fire rage like billions of giant dragons rolling about.

Dao Xuan merely smiled slightly, and a phantom image of a Taiji diagram appeared around his body.

The diagram is divided into Yin and Yang. The Yin eye absorbs the true fire, while the Yang eye transforms energy. The two streams of Yin and Yang circulate endlessly.

He slowly absorbed, refined, and integrated the destructive power of the sun's true fire into his own magical power.

A year is but a fleeting moment on the sun.

Dao Xuan's body was now covered in a faint golden glow.

Those are the marks left by the true fire of the sun after tempering the body.

He turned around, took a step, and arrived at the Moon Star.

In stark contrast to the Sun's violent and fiery nature, the Moon is deathly silent and icy.

He sat cross-legged in the Yin True Water, using the magical power tempered by the Yang True Fire as a guide.

It began to absorb the true water of the Taiyin.

Extreme heat and extreme cold collided within the body, the Yin and Yang energies circulated wildly, and the Tai Chi diagram vibrated violently in the sea of ​​consciousness.

This is a dangerous road, but also a shortcut.

Unless one possesses a profound foundation and a steadfast Dao heart, such tempering through alternating ice and fire would be enough to cause any celestial being to suffer a qi deviation and have their physical body destroyed.

Two more years passed.

On this day, the moon suddenly shone with a black and white light.

The light was initially as faint as a firefly, but it grew stronger and stronger, eventually transforming into a vast Tai Chi diagram covering thousands of miles!

In the picture, the yin and yang fish swim like living things, and the true fire of the sun and the true water of the moon are perfectly integrated.

They transformed into two giant dragons, one red and one blue, spiraling and rising within the Tai Chi symbol.

Dao Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

He felt the transformative power within his body.

She had reached the late stage of the Celestial Immortal realm.

Almost simultaneously, his name began to flash violently on the Celestial Stele.

2897 people...

2654 people...

2219 people...

1892 people...

Finally, under the gaze of countless astonished eyes, he settled on 829th place!

The world was shaken.

The Three Realms, Taichen Palace.

Emperor Donghua held the warm jade slip in his hand, his gaze fixed on the illusory image of the Celestial Immortal Stele projected onto the water mirror in the hall, and remained silent for a long time.

His fingers unconsciously stroked the surface of the jade slip, making a soft rustling sound.

After a long silence, he finally sighed softly, his voice filled with an unprecedented solemnity:

"Having just entered the late stage of the Celestial Immortal realm, he was already ranked over eight hundredth..."

This person's foundation is unfathomably deep, and the path he has taken is likely beyond our reach.

At Kunlun Ruins, the God Mo Yuan stood atop the mountain with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering in the fierce wind.

He gazed in the direction of the Eastern Qingyun Sect, a complex expression flashing in his eyes:

"I cultivated diligently for 360,000 years and endured 3,000 tribulations before finally reaching the peak of the Supreme God."

On the Celestial Immortal Stele, he was ranked only around 2,700th.

This Daoist Xuan... has probably only been cultivating for a thousand years, right?