Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

Deep within his consciousness, an extraordinary and magnificent scene was unfolding.

The Yin-Yang Chaos Sea is vast and boundless.

Every drop of the hazy seawater contains the purest and most refined Daoist principles of Yin and Yang.

The sea is calm and still, yet it gives one a profound sense of being able to bear all things and evolve the universe.

Above the sea, there was a materialized primordial spirit Daoist.

Subtle yet profound changes are taking place right now.

Meanwhile, beneath the chaotic sea.

Nine "embryos," each with a different shape, yet all radiating powerful and obscure fluctuations.

It is slowly absorbing and releasing massive amounts of Yin and Yang energies and wisps of blue water spirits.

These nine "embryos" are based on the remains of the nine great sea monster emperors.

Using Dao Xuan's life essence and fragments of primordial spirit as a guide.

With the aid of the Yin-Yang Creation Secret Technique and the nourishing power of the Water Illusion Heavenly Pearl, the initial "incarnation" prototype was created.

Although they have not yet fully awakened, each one possesses an inner power.

They have all reached a heart-stopping critical point.

I don't know how much time passed.

Dao Xuan's primordial spirit suddenly opened its eyes.

In his left eye, a sun burning with golden flames slowly rose, its light piercing through the chaos.

It seemed to be able to illuminate all falsehoods and burn away all evil in the world;

Within his right eye, a crescent moon, as cold and clear as ten thousand years of ice, floated silently.

Moonlight falls, freezing time and space across ten thousand miles of ice.

But this extraordinary phenomenon of the sun and moon shining together lasted only a moment.

An indescribable aura of perfection emanated from Dao Xuan's body.

The Yin-Yang Dao is completely and seamlessly integrated, the true meaning of Water Virtue is perfectly matched, and the primordial spirit is condensed like immortal divine gold.

My perception of the laws of heaven and earth has become more than ten times clearer!

Almost at the same moment, outside the mountain gate.

Ling Juexiao's cold words, carrying the supreme sword intent of the Second Tribulation Taiyi, were filled with coercion and threat.

It clearly pierced into Dao Xuan's mind and senses.

"...Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless with my sword!"

In Dao Xuan's eyes, which had just returned to a state of utter tranquility, a chaotic light shone through.

A chilling, bone-deep coldness suddenly spread, like the collapse of a polar glacier.

He wasn't angry, nor did he show much emotional fluctuation, but the chill itself was the most chilling killing intent.

"A clown jumping around like a dog dares to bark at the sun."

He spoke softly to himself, yet with an indifferent air of absolute certainty.

Dao Xuan slowly stood up.

This simple action triggered a dramatic change in the entire yin-yang balance within the cave!

The Tai Chi symbol spun wildly, and the Yin and Yang energies emitted a roar like the cries of dragons and the howls of tigers.

The countless Dao runes engraved on the four walls lit up one after another.

The entire Illusion Moon Cave was trembling slightly, as if it could not withstand the immense power that was about to emerge from its master's cocoon.

He did not deliberately conceal his aura.

Instead, it allowed the Daoist essence, which had undergone complete transformation and was now perfectly unified, to flow out naturally.

Take a step forward.

His figure had disappeared from the deepest part of the cave.

Only a circle of slowly rippling, lingering spatial ripples remained.

Outside the gates of Qingyun Mountain, the atmosphere was as tense as a fully drawn bow, with arrows poised to strike at the heart.

Ling Juexiao stood suspended in mid-air, his purple-gold sword robe fluttering in the wind.

The sharp sword intent emanating from his body had already shredded and dispersed all the clouds within a radius of a thousand feet.

The deep blue, yet oppressive sky, was revealed behind it.

The sword's edge pointed directly at the light barrier of the Qingyun Sect's protective array.

Behind him, the auras of nearly twenty powerful individuals from the Heavenly Sword Sect, all at the Golden Immortal level or above, intertwined, faintly forming a chilling sword formation.

Although it was not activated, the sword energy gathered like a mountain.

This caused the colorful protective array in front of them to visibly shake.

Further back, thousands of cultivators from various factions formed a dense, chaotic mass.

But the combined cacophony of voices, greedy gazes, and restless fluctuations of magical power...

However, this created a huge and invisible pressure.

Like a turbid torrent, it continuously assaulted the defenses of Qingyun Mountain.

Within the light screen, Wan Jianyi's hair stood on end, his hands gripping the sword hilt, his knuckles white from the force.

The crowd's energy surged, connecting with the energy of the disciples forming an array below, jointly supporting the mountain-protecting array.

To withstand immense external pressure.

Every Qingyun disciple gripped their weapon tightly, their chests heaving with rage.

But his eyes remained fixed on the enemy outside the formation, showing no sign of retreat.

Ling Juexiao looked at the Qingyun group, who were standing ready inside the light screen, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

This was exactly the effect he wanted: to crush them with overwhelming force, forcing the Qingyun Sect to either submit or perish together.

Regardless of the outcome, the Heavenly Sword Sect will gain immense prestige, while Qingyun...

Humph.

He was about to speak again, to deliver the final straw—

Suddenly!

The world is silent!

It's not the disappearance of sound, but a more mysterious feeling.

It was as if time itself had become viscous at that moment.

An indescribable thrill descended upon the heart of every living being without warning.

The higher one's cultivation level, the clearer and more horrifying their perceptions!

The icy smile on Ling Juexiao's face froze instantly, replaced by an extreme solemnity and disbelief.

He felt his sword intent, which was invincible and could cut through heaven and earth.

It was as if they had crashed into an invisible yet indestructible barrier, making it impossible to advance an inch.

Instead, there are faint signs of reverse erosion and dissolution!

"This is...?" Ling Juexiao's pupils shrank suddenly as he stared intently into the depths of the mountain-protecting formation.

Not only him, but also the Heavenly Sword Sect elders behind him, and the thousands of cultivators on the periphery.

Regardless of their cultivation level, everyone felt a heavy weight on their hearts at this moment, as if a huge rock was pressing down on them, making it difficult to breathe.

A strange sense of unease washed over him.

Some of the less skilled cultivators turned pale, their legs went weak, and they almost collapsed to the ground.

The scene, which had been deafeningly noisy just moments before, was now completely silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Just as this deathly silence and oppressive atmosphere reached its peak—

hum...

The thick, seven-colored light barrier of the mountain-protecting formation remained unaffected by any attacks.

It silently splits apart from the center to both sides.

A figure in white slowly walked out from the separated light curtain passage.

His steps were unhurried and leisurely, as if he were strolling under the moonlight to seek out a secluded spot, or taking a leisurely walk in a courtyard.

He possessed neither dazzling divine light nor soaring aura, but rather a tranquil simplicity.

"Sect Leader!"

"The sect leader has emerged from seclusion!"

After a brief silence, thunderous cheers erupted from within the Qingyun Mountain gate!

The despair and heaviness in the eyes of all the disciples vanished.

It was replaced by ecstasy, excitement, and unparalleled reverence.

Wan Jianyi and the others also breathed a long sigh of relief, their tense nerves suddenly relaxing.

Instead, there was an indescribable sense of security and pride.

As long as the sect leader is here, Qingyun Sect will remain here!

Dao Xuan nodded slightly at the cheers of the people inside the gate.

His gaze then passed over them and calmly turned toward the outside of the mountain gate.

His gaze swept over Ling Juexiao, over the group of sword cultivators from the Heavenly Sword Sect, and over the dark mass of cultivators from various factions with their varied expressions.

Anyone whose gaze fell upon him, regardless of their cultivation level, would involuntarily feel a chill run down their spine.