Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

Over four hundred? That's his ranking before he even went all out!

If he goes all out, will he be in the top 300?

Even... in the top 100?

Half a month later, the turmoil subsided, but the aftershocks did not disappear.

Dao Xuan quietly left Qingyun Sect. With one step, the void folded, and he arrived above the Dou Qi Continent.

He had no interest in appreciating the vast landscapes and exotic customs of this unfamiliar world.

His divine senses spread out like a net, instantly locking onto the location of Canaan Academy.

With his current level of understanding, spatial distance is meaningless; he can reach wherever his mind leads.

The ability to move freely and instantly is the pinnacle of "shrinking the earth to an inch."

Beneath the Canaan Academy lies a world of towering lava.

Dao Xuan stood before the ancient stone gate, which was a hundred feet high.

His gaze swept over the sleeping Ancient Dragon Emperor of the Void, who was trapped in an invisible spatial cage beside the stone gate.

The old dragon seemed to sense something, its eyelids twitched slightly, and it opened its cloudy dragon eyes, scanning its surroundings warily.

But it could see nothing; Dao Xuan's realm had exceeded its perception.

The seal on the stone gate is very strong; it was left by Tuoshe Ancient Emperor, a powerful figure who was at least at the late stage of the Golden Immortal realm.

Dao Xuan wanted to open it before breaking through.

It will take at least several months of hard work, like grinding water slowly but surely, to wear it down.

but now……

He extended his right hand and gently pressed his palm against the stone door.

Yin and Yang energies surged from the palm of the hand; the true fire of the sun transformed into a golden dragon, and the true water of the moon condensed into an ice phoenix.

Dragon and phoenix intertwined, burrowing deep into the seal.

The two extreme forces collided, triggering a chain reaction of collapse within the seal.

They forcefully sealed away this ancient emperor who had guarded it for ten thousand years.

They carved out a gap just wide enough for one person to pass through.

After an incense stick had burned, the stone gate opened silently.

Dao Xuan stepped into it, and the space shifted, bringing him to a small, independent grotto-heaven.

Even with Dao Xuan's composure, the sight before him caused him to tremble slightly.

This is a palace of unimaginable magnificence, constructed entirely of chaotic chalcedony.

It exudes an ancient and weathered aura, as if it were the very beginning of creation.

The hall is thousands of feet high, and its pillars require a hundred people to encircle them. The dome is inlaid with the stars of the heavens.

Each one is crafted from the core of a real star!

The plaza in front of the palace is as vast as a plain, with nine dragon pillars standing tall, each topped with a flame of a different color.

The original clones of the top nine different flames on the Different Flame Ranking!

Of course, these strange flames were just clones; the true body had already been taken away by Emperor Tuoshe.

Scattered throughout the vast world.

Dao Xuan stepped into the main hall.

The hall was as empty as the universe, with only a dark yellow altar in the center.

A fist-sized, chaotic-colored pill floated on the altar.

The space around the elixir twisted like a vortex, and the flow of time became disordered and unpredictable.

It emitted a heart-palpitating fluctuation of laws, a celestial phenomenon triggered when the elixir was completed, which has not dissipated for ten thousand years.

Imperial-grade embryonic elixir!

"Aren't you coming out yet?" Dao Xuan asked calmly, his voice echoing in the empty hall.

He made a grasping motion with his right hand, his five fingers like hooks, and snatched something out of the air!

The elixirs on the altar trembled violently, emitting a sharp buzzing sound!

A phantom figure was forcibly pulled out of the pill.

The figure's face was blurred, yet it revealed extreme panic and fear.

"Who are you?! How can you be so strong?!"

The figure's voice was shrill and incoherent.

"There can be no more Dou Di in this world!"

The seal set up by Tuoshe cannot be broken by anyone but a Dou Di!

How did you open the stone door?!

No... the aura emanating from you... you're not a Dou Di!

Who exactly are you?!

Don't arrest me! No!

I acknowledge you as my Lord!

I wish…

Amidst the chaotic roars, Dao Xuan slowly closed his five fingers.

The figure struggled like a drowning person, but could not resist the invisible hand of law.

Gradually becoming ethereal and transparent, it eventually transformed back into a chaotic-colored pill.

This time, however, there was an extra mark on the surface of the pill.

Like shackles, it completely sealed and suppressed the intelligence that had existed for thousands of years.

"You've talked too much." Dao Xuan put away the pills, his expression indifferent as if he were handling an ordinary object.

He turned around and began sweeping the ancient imperial palace.

Tuoshe Ancient Emperor was the last Dou Di of the Dou Qi Continent.

His lifelong collection was far more extensive than most people could imagine.

With a flick of his sleeve, Dao Xuan conjured an invisible vortex of Yin and Yang energies.

He absorbed all of this into the small grotto-heaven he created with his own body, reaching his current level of mastery.

Creating a small world with a radius of a hundred miles and complete laws is not difficult; it's just that maintaining it requires magical power.

Before leaving, he glanced at the cage of the Ancient Dragon of the Void and waved his hand casually.

A concentrated burst of magical power pierced through the spatial barrier, leaving a gap the size of a bowl in the cage.

The spatial power began to slowly dissipate. In ten years at most, or three years at least, the old dragon would be able to break free on its own.

"The world is better when it's a bit more lively."

Dao Xuan spoke softly, like a gentle breeze, and his figure disappeared into the ancient emperor's cave.

He returned to Qingyun Sect and began his seclusion by Tianchi Lake.

Take out the Emperor-grade embryonic pill; the yin-yang markings on the surface of the pill glow faintly, as if struggling.

Dao Xuan sat cross-legged, opened his mouth and inhaled, the pill transforming into a stream of chaotic energy that entered his mouth.

"boom--!"

It felt as if a chaotic star had exploded inside my body!

The energy contained in the Emperor-grade embryonic pill is like a mountain torrent bursting forth, like a galaxy bursting its banks, vast and boundless!

This energy was so immense that it could overwhelm dozens of peak Celestial Immortal experts.

Even those at the early stage of the Golden Immortal realm need to be carefully refined.

But Dao Xuan was prepared.

The Tai Chi diagram unfolded dramatically within the body, covering every inch of meridians and every drop of blood.

The Yin and Yang energies transformed into a millstone, slowly rotating and gradually eroding the violent energy.

The true fire of the sun burns away impurities, while the true water of the moon cools violently; yin and yang alternate, creating an endless cycle of life.

Half an hour later, his name began to pulsate violently on the Celestial Immortal Stele.

796名……711名……588名……427名……339名……

All the powerful figures in the world were staring at the projection of the Celestial Immortal Stele, their hearts pounding with each beat of the name.

The hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and the tea spilled onto his imperial robes without him noticing;

Mo Yuan, the High God, closed his eyes and sighed deeply, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand emitting a soft, unwilling hum.

Chonglou stood silently in the Demon Continent, gazing at the sky, a complex expression flashing in his scarlet pupils.

Gu Yuan and Hun Tiandi exchanged a glance, both seeing the horror and helplessness in each other's eyes.

A month later, Dao Xuan's name broke into the top 100.

No. 98!

All the Celestial Immortal experts gasped in astonishment!

However, this is not the end.

Dao Xuan continued his seclusion, using the pure magical power of the water from the Heavenly Pool to temper his Dao foundation with alternating Yin True Water and Yang True Fire.

His aura grew stronger day by day.

His physical body gradually developed a jade-like luster, and his primordial spirit condensed into a Yin-Yang Dao embryo in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The ranking on the Celestial Immortal Stele has also steadily increased, though the changes are slow, they are unwavering.

Eight years.

For eight whole years, Dao Xuan did not leave his seclusion.

Over those eight years, his ranking rose from 98th to 76th, then to 54th, 37th, 19th, and finally—

No. 3!

The Celestial Immortal Stele is third!

No one in the world was shocked anymore; only numbness and awe remained.

Emperor Donghua, the Immortal King, the Beast God, and the others had already fallen silent, unsure of what to say.