Perfect World: The First Dao Body in the Chaotic Era!

As soon as the raindrops landed on his body, Li Dao felt his previously hideous scars healing rapidly, and the depleted divine power within his body was also quickly recovering.

However, his blood-stained face could not hide his sorrow, and a tear slowly rolled down his cheek.

"When the rain of gods falls, the gods perish!"

"The High Priestess has left!"

Chapter 141 Breaking Through the Encirclement

A vast rain of light fell from the sky, dazzling and beautiful.

Upon seeing the rain filled with spiritual energy, all the cultivators flocked towards the center of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion in order to absorb more of the spiritual rain.

"This is an incredible stroke of luck! An incredible stroke of luck indeed!"

"A truly great opportunity has arrived!"

"Charge! Seize the opportunity!"

Many cultivators opened their arms as if embracing heaven and earth, receiving the baptism of this divine rain.

The ancient courtyard where the sacrificial spirits resided was now completely occupied, with bloody battles erupting everywhere as people vied for a spot.

Those who received baptism in that prime location were none other than the proud sons and nobles who had come with their clan elders.

However, there were also some who were originally disciples of the Butian Pavilion, but turned around and attacked the people of the Butian Pavilion, and were protected by others to come here for baptism.

The various forces that were originally united against the Butian Pavilion quickly turned against each other again when faced with real interests.

All races joined the fray, and in the blink of an eye, the interior of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion was transformed into a chaotic battlefield.

They plundered everything in the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, digging up medicinal soil, draining spiritual veins, and even taking over the palace.

Anything of value becomes a target for many cultivators to vie for.

Looking at the chaos, Li Dao felt a surge of sorrow as he sensed the rich divine power flowing through his body.

This was the final gift from the sacrificial spirit to the disciples of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion.

All the disciples and elders in the Butian Pavilion were filled with grief upon seeing the sacrificial spirit depart, but they did not stop their fighting.

As Li Dao moved swiftly and agilely, each of his attackers fell dead beneath the tip of his spear.

He continued his assault outwards, killing anyone who stood in his way with a single shot.

Behind him, a large number of disciples of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion had gathered. They were scattered all over the battlefield and had now been brought together by him.

Li Dao saw a creature about ten feet tall blocking his path with each breath, its breath sounding like thunder. Its crimson eyes were filled with killing intent.

hum-

The Dragon Spear trembled in his hand as divine power continuously poured into it.

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With a sudden thrust forward, the black and white dragon heads, carrying unparalleled power, charged towards the terrifying creature.

The black and white dragons tightly coiled around the creature, and with Li Dao's loud shout, its body was immediately crushed into a bloody mist that scattered between heaven and earth.

"go!"

Li Dao glanced behind him at the still-vigorous battle cries, and led the exhausted Patching Heaven Pavilion disciples outwards.

Looking towards the sky, one could already sense a terrifying aura approaching; that magnificent aura was none other than the might of the Human Emperor.

"The Fire Emperor's reinforcements have finally arrived, and this calamity should come to an end."

Li Dao's figure flashed through the void at high speed, disappearing into the distance. After traveling for an unknown period of time, he finally stopped in a mountain range full of strange rocks.

His divine senses scattered, sensing a familiar aura hidden nearby, and he shouted loudly to the surroundings:

"Elder Xiong Fei, please come out quickly!"

His words spread rapidly like waves, and the many injured disciples behind him, upon hearing them, finally showed a hint of relief in their eyes.

Looking at Li Dao, she was filled with gratitude.

Most of them were separated from the group and were rescued by Li Dao. If it weren't for his help, they might have already turned into corpses by now.

As he spoke, the surrounding environment changed.

Swish swish swish—

The mist that shrouded the valley slowly dissipated, and a group of wary cultivators immediately emerged from within.

Upon seeing Li Dao suspended in mid-air, Xiong Fei, who was in the lead, relaxed considerably.

Behind him, Xiao Hua, Hei Sha, and the others couldn't contain themselves any longer and ran to Li Dao's side.

"Boss, you're finally back! You scared me to death!"

"You have no idea how terrifying it was! Those guys chased after us like they had no regard for their lives!"

"Many people originally escaped, but many more died on the way!"

Xiaohua, tears streaming down her face, recounted the thrilling journey she had taken.

Li Dao ignored it and led the group behind him to Elder Xiong Fei. As soon as they landed, Xiong Fei anxiously asked:

"What's the situation? Have any disciples escaped? What's the battle like inside?"

Li Jiaojiao and many other disciples of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion also stepped forward and looked at Li Dao.

"The High Priestess has fallen."

"The Heaven-Mending Pavilion suffered heavy casualties this time, and the Pure Land was destroyed!"

Li Dao's words were soft, but they reached everyone's ears very clearly. In an instant, the joy they had felt from surviving the ordeal vanished.

Everyone's face showed sorrow and confusion.

With the Heaven-Mending Pavilion gone, where will they go from here?

Xiong Fei was equally heartbroken, but sensing the somber mood, he forced back his grief and rebuked:

"As the High Priest said, a single spark can start a prairie fire! As long as we live, the Heaven-Mending Pavilion will still exist!"

"Do not disappoint the elders and disciples who lost their lives in battle!"

Elder Xiong Fei's words struck everyone's hearts like a hammer blow, easing the previously somber atmosphere considerably.

After resting for a while, Xiong Fei came to Li Dao's side, his solemn expression unchanged.

Li Dao stopped his breathing and slowly opened his eyes, then heard Xiong Fei say:

"We have just broken through the encirclement, and we will surely be surrounded by pursuers. We cannot stay here any longer."

"Three of the seven strongholds have been destroyed, but four remain. I intend to take the disciples who wish to go to the remaining strongholds. What are your plans?"

Li Dao nodded as he listened to Xiong Fei's words, but then fell into deep thought upon hearing what followed.

After this calamity, the Heaven-Mending Pavilion will surely go into seclusion to recuperate, but this is not what he wants.

In addition, he hadn't been back for many years and wanted to return to Jinyu Village to take a look.

After a moment's thought, he spoke to Xiong Fei:

"I won't go back with you. I've been away for so long, it's time to go back and visit."

Xiong Fei was not surprised by this. He nodded and gathered his disciples to continue their journey.

Li Jiaojiao approached Li Dao, her eyes filled with reluctance, and said to him:

"Junior brother, I'm leaving with Elder Xiong Fei. You must take good care of yourself while you're away."

"Remember to come visit us."

Li Dao rubbed her head. He had always regarded her as his younger sister. Now that they were parting, he didn't know when they would meet again, and he felt inexplicably sad.

"Cultivate diligently. If your cultivation satisfies me next time, I'll call you 'elder sister,' okay?"

Li Jiaojiao smiled and nodded, tears glistening in her narrowed eyes.

The group, who had only briefly gathered, split into several groups in mid-air. After exchanging farewells, they parted ways.

Xiong Fei led a large group of Patching Heaven Pavilion disciples toward the remaining strongholds, while a dozen or so people remained in the original location.

Apart from Li Dao, they were all going back to their respective tribes and to become cultivators within their races.

"Take care, Senior Brother Li!"

"Thank you so much, Senior Brother Li, for saving my life. I will never forget this kindness, and I will obey your orders in the future!"

Goodbye, Senior Brother Li!

One by one, the disciples of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion bowed to Li Dao and then rushed off into the distance.

The group that had been gathered together was now reduced to just Li Dao; the others had scattered and gone off to their respective destinations.

Li Dao watched his fellow disciples scatter in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Today's farewell may be our last."

Chapter 142 Shakes the Great Wilderness

Watching the figures disappear quickly before his eyes, Li Dao didn't linger any longer and flashed to the front of Hei Sha and Xiao Hua.

"Let's go home."

Hearing this, Xiaohua's initial reluctance at Li Jiaojiao's departure eased considerably, and she happily said:

"Shall we go to the boss's village? A place that could produce a prodigy like him must have many experts!"

"If my unparalleled beauty catches the eye of some master, hehehehe..."

Just as Xiao Hua was still immersed in her own fantasy, she saw that Li Dao and Hei Sha had already gone far away. She flapped her wings a few times and said anxiously:

"Boss! Boss! Wait for me! I haven't gone up yet!"

The former site of Butian Pavilion.

A great battle has ended, and the once mighty Pure Land, which attracted tens of millions of cultivators, has now been reduced to scorched earth.

The sacred mountains and rivers were emptied, and the spiritual veins and grottoes were completely dug up, leaving behind a scene of devastation with not a trace of its former glory.