Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

Chaotic void, silent through the ages, vast and boundless.

A figure stepped through the void, wearing a fish-tail purple-gold Taoist crown, with snow-white hair and a long white beard hanging down to his chest.

This is an old man with a happy and expectant look on his face, along with a bit of trepidation, like a wanderer returning home.

The old man had a kind face and wore a crimson-purple Taoist robe with a blue jade cloud cloak over it. The wide sleeves of the robe fluttered in the wind, and mysterious Taoist patterns alternated between light and shadow on the hem.

At first glance, he looks like an ordinary old man, but you can tell from the aura that he exudes from time to time that this old man is by no means simple.

This is the Daoist Master who has returned after completing his seclusion and rest.

Having endured the torment of darkness, he has now shed the darkness and rid himself of his inner demons. His foundation has been honed by suffering to be thick, flawless, and extremely solid. He is now only one step away from stepping into the realm of Immortal King.

Upon emerging from seclusion, his only thought was to return to his long-lost homeland—the Origin Realm.

The Daoist Master's eyes were filled with boundless anticipation, and he had already made his plans.

Upon returning to the Origin Realm, he will break through to the Immortal King level and use his Immortal King Dao Fruit to nourish his homeland, repairing the ancient shackles that prevented the Origin Realm from transcending the barriers to immortality.

He wants to revitalize the Origin Realm, so that this land that gave him birth and nurtured him can completely get rid of its eternal flaws and move towards its peak!

The Daoist Master moved with ease, traversing the void, heading directly to the location of the Origin Realm as he remembered it.

But when he stepped out of the last layer of the chaotic barrier, he froze the moment his gaze fell on what lay ahead.

The Daoist Master froze in mid-air, his body shuddered violently, and his breathing slowed down instantly.

His pupils contracted sharply, his face filled with disbelief, and he even subconsciously raised his hand to rub his eyes, as if he dared not look directly at the scene before him.

"What is this? What's going on?"

There was no trace of the Origin Realm he remembered.

The Origin Realm, which was originally only of average size in the myriad worlds, has disappeared and been replaced by a gigantic world that stretches across the chaotic void!

The world before him was vast and boundless, the largest of all the worlds he had ever seen during his years of wandering.

Billions of stars revolve around the realm, countless Dao clouds fall from the sky, and Dao runes float in the void.

Layer upon layer of celestial realms ascended, the nine heavens hung high, the starry sea was vast, and the immense and powerful world foundation suppressed the void, emanating a pressure that was enough to shock even immortal kings.

This world, with its scale, structure, and aura, far surpasses the Origin Realm in Dao Venerable's memory by countless times.

The Daoist Master stood blankly in the void, his mind completely empty, and he was lost in a daze.

He stood there for a long time, his Adam's apple bobbing, and he muttered to himself in a dry, hoarse voice:

"What's going on... Where is the Origin Realm? My home, the Origin Realm... Where did it go?"

Dao Zun couldn't see the Origin Realm or his homeland, and his mind was in great turmoil. He quickly spread his divine senses outwards to repeatedly check the location.

After confirming time and time again, the coordinates were correct.

This void is indeed the place where the Origin Realm was located in the past.

But his familiar homeland, the Origin Realm, had vanished, replaced by this colossal figure that loomed over the void.

A sense of absurdity and bitterness welled up in the Daoist's heart, much like the feeling of having spent half a lifetime wandering and enduring hardships before finally returning to the homeland he longed for, only to find in the end—he had only gone out for one trip, and his home was gone...

The Daoist Master's brows furrowed deeply, his eyes filled with surprise and confusion.

"Impossible... absolutely impossible! How could the Origin Realm vanish into thin air? Could it be that the Immortal King of the Supreme Holy Realm intervened? But that doesn't make sense either. Why would such a top-tier Great World appear here after the Origin Realm disappeared?"

It can be said that there are not many top-level worlds like this in the myriad realms. Each of these worlds is a renowned overlord-level ancient world.

They basically won't move. After all, in such a vast world, moving around is very troublesome. Even moving an inch would cause the surrounding realm to tremble, let alone moving like they are now.

"Furthermore, if this world had appeared out of thin air, it would have caused a huge commotion, and it wouldn't be as quiet as it is now. So what's going on?"

Countless questions swirled in his mind, weighing heavily on the Daoist Master's heart, making him feel very heavy-hearted.

The Origin Realm disappeared, replaced by an unfamiliar, top-tier world.

Thinking about this, a worst-case scenario suddenly and uncontrollably popped into my head.

"It can't be..."

Upon realizing this terrifying possibility, the Daoist immediately focused his mind and sensed the aura of this world.

Soon, his body trembled violently, his face turned ashen, and his hands clenched tightly.

"There really is one..."

From the Daoist aura of this great world, the Daoist Venerable faintly sensed some of the aura of the Origin Realm!

Although that aura was covered by the endless and vast origin of the new world's Great Dao, he would never mistake that familiar aura that had already merged into heaven and earth—this was the aura of the Origin Realm!

"Has the Origin Realm really been devoured?"

Dao Zun's tone turned icy, and his eyes instantly ignited with boundless killing intent.

Now it seems that the truth is gradually becoming clear: in his absence, the Origin Realm was absorbed by this mysterious great world.

"Damn it!"

This infuriated Dao Zun. He had been away from his homeland for many years, enduring countless hardships. He had finally escaped the darkness and been reborn, greatly increasing his strength. He was overjoyed to return home, wanting to give back to his homeland and revitalize the Origin Realm.

But now he discovers that his homeland, the Origin Realm he has protected and longed for all his life, has been directly swallowed up by this suddenly appearing Great World.

Dao Zun never imagined that the world before him had evolved from the Origin Realm, because that was impossible. For the Origin Realm to evolve into this state, it would require a group of Immortal Kings to lead the melting and evolution process, just like the Immortal Realm of the past.

It took a group of Celestial Kings to create the Celestial Realm, but where can you find a group of Celestial Kings in the Origin Realm? Not even a single one, let alone a group.

After all, before Dao Zun left, there wasn't even a single immortal in the Origin Realm, and there wasn't even a path to immortality. How could there possibly be an Immortal King?

Anger, grief, hatred and other emotions instantly swept over the Daoist's mind, making his anger even more intense.

"No matter how strong the opponent is, I will find out the truth and I will take my revenge."

Dao Zun was well aware that a great world of this level must be filled with powerful beings, and definitely possessed Immortal King-level powerhouses who stood at the pinnacle of all heavens.

With his current cultivation at the peak of the Mortal Immortal realm, recklessly venturing in would be extremely dangerous, with a near certain death.

But he was the first person in the Origin Realm Mythological Era, and the Lord of the Old Heavenly Court!

He was a pioneer who took root in this homeland, grew up, and dedicated his life to protecting the Origin Realm.

His home is gone, his roots are gone, his family and homeland are all gone, how could he possibly back down? How could he possibly back down?

In fact, Dao Zun had a very good temper among the Dao Proving Beings in the Origin Realm. He was not easily angered and did not like to fight, but this time he really couldn't hold back anymore.

He clenched his fists tightly, his aura became violent, and his eyes were filled with a resolute determination to risk everything.

"No matter who you are, or how many Immortal Kings you have overseeing, you have devoured my Origin Realm and destroyed my homeland. Today, even if I have to fight to the death, even if I perish, I will seek justice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Dao Venerable unleashed his power as a peak Immortal in the Mortal Realm, his ancient Daoist aura reverberating through the void, revealing his cultivation accumulated over nine lifetimes.

With each step he takes, he is about to enter this vast new world, ready to die for justice!

But just as he was about to step into this powerful boundary barrier, the void suddenly became silent.

The raging chaotic air currents and surging Daoist energy instantly came to a standstill.

A gentle, soothing young voice softly sounded in his ear:

"Fellow Daoist, greetings! We've finally met."