This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Li Daoxuan took a while to recover some of his strength.

Ignoring the two corpses in the room, he got up and walked out of the room to find himself in a courtyard.

The room looks more like a temple from the outside.

Crossing the courtyard and entering the house in front, this place finally looked like a normal place to live.

However, most of them were dilapidated and filled with a foul stench.

"Coo coo..."

A loud rumbling came from his stomach, and Li Daoxuan couldn't help but smile wryly:

"I haven't felt hungry in so long..."

Since becoming an Earth Immortal, he has almost stopped eating mortal food. Now that he has become a mortal, the feeling of hunger has arrived as expected.

After walking around for a while, I found the location of the kitchen.

I pushed open the door to go inside and find something to eat, but a stench hit me.

Holding my nose, I looked over and saw that a table in the kitchen with a cutting board was covered in bloodstains and some pieces of meat that were unrecognizable.

Maggots and flies crawled on it; it was extremely disgusting.

Despite his discomfort, Li Daoxuan wandered around the kitchen and found half a bag of rice and two raw sweet potatoes.

Picking up these things, Li Daoxuan didn't want to stay a second longer and immediately ran out of the room.

He then started a fire in the yard to cook, drew water from the well, and washed the blood off his body.

Using the reflection on the water, Li Daoxuan realized that he looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, somewhat similar to his past self.

But perhaps due to long-term malnutrition, he appeared somewhat thin and weak.

From the memories in my mind, I learned that this world is an extremely dangerous one.

There are many gods in the world. These gods establish faith in the human world, and as long as you can offer sacrifices to them, you can receive corresponding rewards.

Therefore, most people in this world are obsessed with worshipping gods, thus becoming unproductive, unambitious, and neither human nor ghost.

Of course, there are also some people in this world who always retain their humanity.

They have always been rebelling against the gods and have always tried their best to save humanity.

However, the effect was minimal.

Ultimately, there is only one reason—weakness.

In this world, gods possess incredible power, while humans are merely ordinary mortals.

It is utterly impossible to defy the gods.

Besides the gods, there is another threat in this world that mortals fear even more, called the Dark Tide.

The so-called undercurrent is actually another name for the darkness of this world.

Every time night falls and darkness surges in like a tide, those unknown monsters hidden in the darkness and becoming one with it will devour all living beings.

Unless one can obtain divine protection and possess divine power bestowed by the gods.

Otherwise, everyone would be devoured in the darkness.

Therefore, in this era, every household would build a temple in their own home, similar to a temple for worshipping gods, and would offer sacrifices to the gods from time to time in order to obtain their protection.

The parents of Li Daoxuan's body worshipped an evil god.

It delights in the souls of the living; whoever sacrifices a soul to Him will receive the lifespan of the sacrificed person and divine power to resist the dark tides.

Li Daoxuan turned around and glanced at a bead on the roof of the temple that was glowing with a faint red light; that was the divine power bestowed by the gods.

With this bead here, the monsters in the dark tide won't come near.

Looking at these memories, Li Daoxuan felt a sense of suffocation.

Living in such an era, people are truly as worthless as grass, and their lives are worse than those of dogs.

Soaked to the bone, Li Daoxuan sat on the steps in the courtyard and sighed helplessly.

"We still need to figure out first whether this is another world or the Great World of Xuanhuang..."

"What exactly are the trials of the Xuanhuang Ancient Path...?"

The aroma of food interrupted his thoughts.

After eating something, I looked up at the sky and saw that it had already darkened, giving rise to an eerie sense of oppression.

An undercurrent is brewing.

Li Daoxuan, who had originally planned to go out and take a look, immediately gave up the idea.

He saw the terror of the undercurrent from the original owner's memories; with his current abilities, going out would surely mean certain death.

Arriving at the door of the hut where the gods were worshipped once again, a pungent smell of blood filled the air even before the door was opened.

He forced himself to go inside, then laboriously dragged out the two corpses and a head. He then found a hoe in the house and planned to dig a hole to bury them.

Li Daoxuan planned to stay in this house for a while to recuperate.

Since we're going to stay here, the body definitely needs to be cleaned up.

Otherwise, he can't stand it if it rots and smells bad here.

Digging a hole was no easy task for Li Daoxuan, who was now a mortal. He dug for quite a while before he could dig a shallow hole.

The sky darkened completely, and the earth was instantly shrouded in an almost pure black night. Looking up, one could not see the stars or the clouds.

Only the faint light emanating from the crimson bead on the temple roof allowed him to make out the outlines of the courtyard.

"Whoosh...click click..."

Just then, a series of chilling sounds rang out from all around the house.

The sound was like someone grinding their teeth.

Li Daoxuan frowned and looked around, but he couldn't see anything.

But you can sense a deadly danger approaching.

"ah..."

Suddenly, a scream rang out.

Li Daoxuan immediately realized that someone in the village had been devoured by something in the undercurrent because they lacked divine protection.

His hand gripping the hoe tightened unconsciously, and a surge of anger quietly rose within him.

"There must be a way; there's always a way out..."

Li Daoxuan put down his hoe and went back into the house.

Find the bed where the original owner used to sleep, lie down, close your eyes, and force yourself to fall asleep quickly.

After a night, Li Daoxuan slowly woke up.

He looked around, sighed softly, and looked somewhat dejected.

However, he quickly composed himself and stopped thinking about it.

Since we're here, we might as well make the best of it; there's no point in overthinking it.

After eating some leftovers from last night's cooking, Li Daoxuan went to the yard to continue digging the pit.

After a busy morning, they finally buried the two bodies.

As a result, a small grave mound appeared in the corner of the courtyard.

After finishing his work, Li Daoxuan sat quietly in the courtyard, contemplating his future direction.

It's definitely not in his nature to just sit and wait for death.

The only way to escape this predicament is to become stronger, strong enough to withstand the undercurrents and slay the gods.

Only in this way can one have the power to determine their own destiny.

However, he couldn't remember any of the Taoist secrets and methods he had practiced in the past.

It's simply impossible to cultivate again...

"Hmm? Maybe this will work?"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Li Daoxuan, and he thought of something.

He then immediately got up, took a few deep breaths, and gradually calmed down.

Its body began to move.

A punch, a kick, a quick shift in movement.

With each breath, the breathing gradually becomes long and steady.

Finally, the blood and qi in my body began to surge, my skin turned red, and my temples began to throb rapidly.

"It really can..."

"The principles of Tao have been forgotten, but the martial arts have not been forgotten at all..."