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

Li Dao narrowed his eyes, and his blood began to boil.

"If that's the case, then—"

"Let's start the war!"

With the bone knife held horizontally at his side, a Dao axis interwoven with laws appeared in the sky.

In an instant, lightning flashed across the already dim sky.

Li Dao landed in front of that axis and pressed down with his finger.

hum!

The axis trembled slightly, then slowly opened.

What comes into view is the lifelike Kunpeng.

Boo!

With a roar, the Kunpeng soared out from the axis, its wings sweeping across the sky and transforming into a Yin-Yang river, stealing away the magnificent colors wherever it passed.

The eleven true gods, feeling their laws weakened, were enraged and launched an attack.

Shi Hao and Feng Wu also made their move together.

Although Feng Wu was wearing tattered armor, she could still fight a True God-level expert, even if she couldn't defeat him.

As for Shi Hao, there's no need to say more. With his unique grotto-heaven, the Samsara Technique, and powerful magical artifacts, dealing with a True God is a piece of cake for him.

In addition, with Li Dao's help, the Yin-Yang Dao River flows, constantly reversing and inverting Yin and Yang.

This resulted in a significant loss of their combat strength.

The moment the two clashed, a terrifying pressure swept across the entire area, leaving nothing but barren land in its wake.

The monstrous talent, who was originally confident in himself and wanted to stay and watch, was now filled with regret.

Under the aftermath of this battle, even the prodigies who had ignited divine fire felt immense pressure and were forced to retreat rapidly.

The cultivators who had foreseen this remained completely silent as they watched the battle unfold.

After a long silence, someone finally spoke in a dry voice:

"These three Illusion Gods from the Celestial Immortal Academy are truly inhuman. How can we possibly catch up with such combat power?"

On the field, Li Dao's offensive was not yet over, as he looked at the nine True God powerhouses who were coming in with great momentum.

Although his strength was weakened due to the reversal of Yin and Yang, it still put a lot of pressure on Li Dao.

He reached out and slapped behind him, his large hand landing on the axis of the Dao, and pulled it outwards sharply.

A pitch-black divine bridge extends from the Dao axis, connecting the real world.

The nine men looked at the ominous black bridge and their expressions turned solemn.

"What trick are they up to now?"

Li Dao looked at the nine people and whispered:

"May the image of rebirth be reflected on the Bridge of Rebirth, and may the sages and saints protect my body!"

Tread!

As the words fell, footsteps echoed on the Bridge of Rebirth, and a blurry figure slowly emerged.

Conversely, the illusory image imprinted in the lower right corner of the Dao axis has become somewhat dim.

As soon as that person appeared, he raised his hand and unleashed a powerful Five Elements Fist, one of the divine abilities passed down by the Heavenly Immortal Academy.

The nine men's lips twitched slightly as they watched the figures appearing on the bridge.

Everyone knew that Li Dao was calling for reinforcements.

Feng Wu, who was engrossed in the fight, turned around and looked at the battle on Li Dao's side with a strange expression.

The person standing on the black bridge looks so much like the person hanging in the ancestral temple.

He was puzzled, but with a formidable enemy at hand, he dared not be too distracted.

Li Dao alone held off nine people, and for a time they were locked in a fierce battle.

Waves of aftershock rose and fell like tides, constantly crashing against the surrounding landscape, accompanied by a series of crisp, shattering sounds.

Seeing this, the three silent gods knew that the Celestial Race had completely lost face today.

His murderous intent was palpable as he looked at the three of them.

Li Dao was extremely sensitive to killing intent. He tilted his head and looked at the three of them, a wicked smile appearing on his lips.

"If you dare to make a move, see if my master dares to break your old bones!"

The three, who had been somewhat agitated, suddenly found themselves in a precarious situation.

Along with Dao Yi's fame spread, so did his ruthless master.

With a single finger strike, he could kill a quasi-Void Dao expert, demonstrating terrifying strength and making him an extremely formidable figure.

Seeing that he had subdued them, Li Dao raised his sword and swung it forward.

He unleashed eighteen slashes in an instant, each one more powerful than the last, the killing intent accumulating until it stained half the sky crimson.

It struck directly at one person, and combined with the supernatural powers displayed by the predecessors on the Bridge of Rebirth, it instantly shattered that person's Dharma form.

A deep, bone-revealing knife wound appeared on his chest.

Their terrifying combat power put immense pressure on the remaining members.

Time passed slowly, and Li Dao became increasingly satisfied with the supernatural power he had forged.

He could manipulate the Yin-Yang Dao River at will, and the Yin-Yang Immortal Bones on his finger bones were slightly warm, making his ability to reverse Yin and Yang even stronger.

Despite the chaotic battle, the fighting was well-organized and the teamwork was excellent.

The scene was extremely eerie.

Chapter 315 Qi Daolin

However, as time went by, Li Dao and the other two began to show signs of fatigue.

At this moment, the cultivation levels of the three were far lower than those of the eleven. Although they could take advantage of the power of their supernatural abilities to gain a temporary upper hand, it was not lasting.

However, the eleven people who were being tortured were not having an easy time either. Their eyes flashed with murderous intent as they stared intently at the three of them.

The terrifying killing intent sent a chill down the spines of those thousands of miles away.

The three celestial beings who had been observing from the sidelines turned somewhat grim upon seeing that twelve people were still unable to defeat three.

A subtle, almost imperceptible sense of anticipation filled the air.

Li Dao keenly sensed that the three people who were originally sitting on the wax were about to make a move, and given that the situation was unfavorable to them, he decisively chose to call for reinforcements.

"Senior, aren't you going to make a move?"

His shout into the void immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The three celestial beings who were originally preparing to make a move suddenly felt a chill run down their spines, and a cold sensation shot straight up to the top of their heads.

As a powerful figure, such an instinctive reaction on a whim is far more accurate than what the eyes see.

As Li Dao raised his hand, the Dao axis behind him emitted a dazzling divine light, and the void froze for a moment.

The next moment, a lazy, slightly teasing voice came:

"They were fighting just fine, weren't they?"

The three gods' expressions changed, and the onlookers outside were also startled.

Even some cult leaders who were hundreds of miles away turned their gazes in this direction.

hum!

As soon as the words were spoken, a strange energy swept across the entire area, freezing time and space.

Everyone was startled.

"Has a powerful figure descended?!" someone exclaimed, their eyes scanning the surroundings intently.

Tread!

Footsteps sounded, and ripples spread outwards, freezing everyone in place.

Boom!

A spatial rift suddenly split open in the sky, stretching across the entire world, and footsteps echoed from within, growing louder as they approached.

All eyes turned to him, and a figure slowly walked out.

The newcomer had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, his robes fluttering in the wind, and his imposing presence, though not outwardly displayed, made everyone hold their breath.

The person who arrived was Qi Daolin, the master of the Supreme Daoist Temple.

He had been keeping a close eye on the situation, and he wouldn't have come out if those old guys hadn't shown any intention of making a move.

His figure slowly appeared, and he looked at the three of them with admiration in his eyes.

The Heavenly Immortal Academy was naturally delighted to have produced three such prodigies, and more importantly, one of them was their own disciple.

Shi Hao sensed that 'unreliable' aura and was somewhat surprised.

"How could this old man be him?"

Qi Daolin, unaware of Shi Hao's thoughts, stepped forward to Li Dao's side, clicking his tongue in amazement.

"What a talent! He has actually mastered such supernatural abilities. It's a pity he's not my disciple."

"If you become my disciple, the ancestral master's mark will be covered with the Dao axis!"

Li Dao's lips twitched involuntarily.

Knowing the reputation of the Supreme Hall, they stole supernatural powers and inheritances from various places.

If these are also considered 'founding masters', then conflicts will arise with other forces.

It truly is a literal interpretation of "father beating son".

"You flatter me, senior."