This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

"What...what are you going to do?"

"The neighboring widow said in horror."

The villagers were also intimidated by Li Daoxuan's imposing aura and retreated step by step.

Li Daoxuan took a deep breath and pointed to the door, saying:

"You're getting one last chance, get out..."

However, even if Li Daoxuan gives them a chance, they may not necessarily appreciate it.

None of these villagers who have lived to this day are kind people.

They used to be, and now they've long since become monstrous creatures that devour people without spitting out their bones.

"Ha, little brat, what else can you do?"

"You think you're so great just because you killed your parents?"

"Hey guys... this kid's not behaving properly. Let's take him to be sacrificed to the gods; at least we'll get a divine blessing in return..."

Upon hearing this, the crowd was no longer afraid. Their eyes flashed with a ferocious light like that of wild beasts as they pressed closer and closer to Li Daoxuan.

He calmly turned around, closed the door, and locked it from the inside.

Just then, the group finally couldn't suppress their ferocity and rushed over in a swarm.

The moment a hand touched his shoulder, Li Daoxuan felt a surge of energy within his body, and his shoulder suddenly tightened.

"ah..."

A scream rang out as the young villager's arm was shattered and twisted, with bone fragments exposed.

Now that he had already taken action, Li Daoxuan no longer showed any mercy.

Facing a group of ordinary villagers, Li Daoxuan, who possessed the martial arts strength of the second level, was like a tiger among sheep.

A single punch can kill a villager.

Screams continued, and in no time, only one person remained standing in the courtyard.

The neighboring widow looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, a flash of fear crossing her eyes at first, but it quickly turned into a look of fanaticism.

She knelt down immediately, kowtowing repeatedly, and excitedly shouted, "Divine Child, it's the Divine Child! I am your most loyal slave..."

Li Daoxuan's eyes were cold, showing no sympathy whatsoever.

He understood why the widow called him "God Child," a title of respect used in this world for those who have been granted divine power by the gods.

Such humans are undoubtedly the highest echelons in the human world, controlling all the power and resources of the human race.

But ultimately, it's still about serving the gods.

This pregnant widow has been completely brainwashed by the divine civilization, and even in the face of death, she cannot change her inner awe of the gods.

Li Daoxuan's gaze swept over her abdomen, a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

The woman deserves to die, but this child...

"Even if she were to give birth, she would still be destined to be eaten."

After a brief hesitation, Li Daoxuan made up his mind.

With a light stomp of his foot, a pebble bounced up and was caught in his palm.

He then raised his hand and flicked it, sending the pebble flying that pierced the woman's forehead.

This most devout believer of the god perished, her eyes still shining with fanaticism even in death.

Li Daoxuan sighed, glanced at the corpses scattered on the ground, and felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

This world is truly beyond saving.

As it grew dark, Li Daoxuan didn't have time to dig pits for the corpses, so he picked one up in each hand and threw them outside.

Soon, an undercurrent of tension arose. Li Daoxuan sat silently in the dark room.

The occasional gnawing sounds coming from outside made him feel particularly bad.

In such times, he couldn't even leave this small village.

Looking back at the bead emitting a crimson light on the roof of the temple, Li Daoxuan wondered if he could take it off and carry it with him.

This way, you won't have to worry about encountering undercurrents in the wild.

But Li Daoxuan wasn't sure if the bead would still have any use after leaving the temple.

Moreover, after more than two months, the light emitted by this bead at night has become significantly weaker.

In other words, the divine power of this bead is gradually weakening.

"Sacrifice..."

Li Daoxuan frowned and murmured.

Only through sacrifice can one continue to receive protection.

But to ask him to offer sacrifices and kowtow to an evil god was something Li Daoxuan found hard to convince himself to do.

The night grew deeper.

Li Daoxuan remained seated at the main entrance, seemingly waiting for something.

He had always been curious about what exactly the so-called undercurrents were.

A ghost lurking in the darkness?

Or is it some kind of creature unique to this world that devours humans?

Or is it the darkness itself, like a tidal wave?

Based on his experience from his previous life, although he is now unable to project his primordial spirit power, he can still sense that the dark current's power characteristics are of the sinister and malevolent type.

Since it is a power with such a negative attribute, there must be another power that can restrain it.

For example, the positive attribute of masculine power.

The blood and qi of martial arts practitioners are the most yang and strongest power.

However, before a martial artist reaches the third level of the Refining Spirit realm, their martial arts blood and qi lack a spiritual attribute, making them relatively less agile.

"If one could cultivate magical power, all of this would be easily resolved..."

Li Daoxuan sighed and said helplessly.

But since things have come to this, we'll use whatever we can.

But that's not enough yet.

Qi and blood can only be stored inside the body and cannot be released externally.

There is only one way to cover the body and protect the entire body: to reach the fourth level of cultivation and master true qi...

After a night, Li Daoxuan awoke from his deep sleep.

The days that followed were the same as always, with daily practice.

When he ran out of the elixir, he went out to gather more.

From that day on, the villagers would turn away as if they had seen a demon whenever they saw him.

No one dared to meet his gaze.

Li Daoxuan was happy to have some peace and quiet. These people were beyond redemption, and he wouldn't waste his time on them.

Another month or so passed.

The body's Qi and blood finally broke through the final barrier and began to temper the five internal organs.

This is the mark of the Third Heaven Realm.

Once you reach this level, you can start trying to refine essence into qi and cultivate martial arts true qi.

The biggest challenge in cultivating martial arts true qi is not how to refine qi and blood, but how to open up the dantian and qi sea.

Once true qi is cultivated, it will dissipate in an instant if there is no qi sea to store it.

Therefore, the first thing to do if you want to reach the True Qi Realm is to open up your Qi Sea.

For Li Daoxuan, this was like the world's top scholars taking the most basic introductory exam—it was no challenge at all.

The only thing to do is to accumulate enough Qi and blood, and then open the Dantian along the meridians.

This process took Li Daoxuan the longest, a full month and a half.

According to the martial arts cultivation methods of the Xuanhuang world, there are also differences in the strength of dantian opening.

The most ordinary dantian, when viewed from an internal perspective, is only about 13 feet and 3 inches in size, and then the size increases sequentially upwards.

The most outstanding geniuses in the history of the Xuanhuang Great World had a dantian that was nine zhang, nine chi, nine cun, and nine li long when it first opened.

Li Daoxuan looked inward at his dantian, his expression somewhat strange.

I couldn't help but mutter to myself:

"Nine feet, nine inches, and nine centimeters seems to be the limit of the initial opening of the dantian in the Xuanhuang Great World."

"Then what about my...twelve zhang...?"