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

The sky cracked open, and a blade of light swept across the heavens for 30,000 miles.

A blade of light slashed out as if descending from the heavens, illuminating the nine heavens.

Luo Zhen's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, and his vital essence suddenly ignited.

His once jet-black hair turned gray in the blink of an eye, and his skin quickly became withered; he was starting to fight desperately.

The book in his hand emitted a crimson divine light, and the bamboo sticks inside instantly enlarged and stacked in front of him to protect him.

Even so, when the blade struck, it instantly shattered the shield in front of him.

puff!

Half of his body was severed, and his hair turned completely silver-white.

He kept coughing up blood, and the divine fire within his body was on its last legs.

Luo Zhen's eyes were filled with horror, and the familiar sense of impending death enveloped him once again.

He barely managed to withstand Li Dao's attack, even at the cost of half his life and the shattering of a divine artifact.

If Li Dao launches another attack, he will surely be splattered with blood.

"Wang Yi! Help me!"

Blood streamed from his mouth, and his voice was filled with sorrow and fear.

boom!

However, Lan Wangji was firmly entangled by the reflection body at this moment. He heard Luo Zhen's cry for help, but he could not break free.

Li Dao's expression remained unchanged as he looked once again at Luo Zhen, who was already terrified and at a loss for what to do.

His eyes were like lightning, sharp and ruthless.

His offensive was not over yet; he raised his knife again, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"You still want to live?"

"The outcome was already decided the moment you two tried to snatch food from the tiger's mouth!"

"Die!"

Kunpeng was unleashed with incredible speed, taking a single step and instantly appearing behind Luo Zhen.

There was no earth-shattering noise, only the sound of blood dripping from the blade.

Slowly sheathing his sword, Luo Zhen behind him stared in disbelief.

A faint red and white line remained before my eyes; that slash was incredibly fast.

Only when she felt a chill on her neck did she realize that Li Dao's attack had ended.

"Such a swift strike! I... am not... willing to accept this!"

Life force was rapidly draining away, the divine fire was extinguished, and the divine light in his eyes was gradually covered with a layer of gray.

Upon seeing this, Lan Wang's eyes widened in fury, and he glared at Li Dao with eyes full of hatred.

Luo Zhen was someone he had recruited to deal with Li Dao, and was also his friend. Now, she was lying dead in front of him.

The rage that had been building up in his chest burned away all his reason.

"Dao Yi! Die!"

"I want you dead! I want you dead! You'll pay for Luo Zhen's life!"

As his essence and blood burned, the energy within his body exploded, causing his combat power to surge dramatically.

With bloodshot eyes, he slammed his palm down, knocking back the shadowy figure blocking his way, and charged towards Li Dao like an enraged lion.

However, before Li Dao could make a move, a black shadow flashed out, and 108 bamboo sticks scattered in mid-air, transforming into an unparalleled killing formation that trapped Lan Wangyi within it.

"Luo Zhen?! No way!"

Lan Wangyi was horrified and looked towards Li Dao's side, where he saw a man who looked exactly like Luo Zhen, controlling a killing formation to surround and kill him.

That person was none other than Luo Zhen's reflection.

Li Dao's supernatural ability allows him to temporarily preserve a reflection of himself after his original body dies in battle.

The stronger he is, the longer he can remain.

Lan Wangyi was filled with grief. Looking at Luo Zhen, whose eyes were cold, his hatred for Li Dao intensified.

Li Dao didn't just stand by and watch. He raised his hand and pressed down, stars flashing in his palm as if he were holding a galaxy. He then suddenly attacked Lan Wangyi.

Lan Wangyi, who was already driven to the brink of despair, was also reduced to a cloud of blood mist by this attack and vanished into the world.

Li Dao flicked his sleeves, exuding a murderous aura, his entire body radiating an oppressive sense of power.

Qingxian, who was watching all this from behind, couldn't help but swallow hard.

"What kind of supernatural power is this? It's so strange!"

Beside Li Dao, Luo Zhen and Lan Wangji, who had been dead, stood respectfully, their eyes devoid of any life, yet exuding an eerie sense of intimidation.

They are all reflections of themselves.

Li Dao watched the reflection gradually dissipate, feeling quite regretful. If he could have preserved it, this supernatural power would definitely have been a powerful weapon.

However, even so, it's not bad. At least it's unlikely that he'll ever be the one outnumbered.

From the outside world.

Many religious leaders and deities felt a chill upon seeing the contents of the stone tablet.

If they were to face them, their fate would not be any better than that of Luo Zhen and Lan Wangyi, of course, this is under the condition of being at the same cultivation level.

"Although this supernatural power is powerful, the illusory body it projects still has many flaws. It may be difficult to project the Dao Seed or some innate treasure techniques." The leader of the Intercepting Heaven Sect said calmly, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, a hint of relief flashed in the eyes of some people.

The location of the ruins.

The two people in front of Li Dao slowly dissipated into the air, and he took a step back to Qing Xian's side.

With a wave of his hand, a sacred herb appeared in his palm, the very one he had picked earlier, radiating a faint divine light.

"This is your reward, so don't think I'm stingy."

Qingxian's eyes sparkled. She had thought she was just working for free, but now she was actually getting a benefit. She quickly said:

"Not at all, not at all. I came here to pick the sacred medicine. If you could give me another drop of the divine medicine, that would be wonderful."

Li Dao rolled his eyes at the other person and said irritably:

"Dream on."

"However, it's not like there's no chance, but it all depends on your performance."

Although Qingxian wanted to take the sacred medicine and leave, she held back after hearing Li Dao's words about the benefits she could receive.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"In the end, I still have to work for him, but at least there's something to look forward to."

"Even a drop of divine liquid is a great opportunity, enough to advance one's cultivation level."

Seeing that he had recruited Qingxian with just a few empty promises, Li Dao was in a pretty good mood.

In such a vast ancient land, he needed some informants, and Qingxian was clearly such a talented person.

Seeing that Qingxian had been given a sacred herb so casually, some True Gods couldn't help but mutter to themselves:

"How generous! Such a generous reward for just spreading a few rumors. It's a pity we can't go in."

"If I could, I would want to go in."

Even some cult leaders felt heartbroken by Li Dao's extravagant spending, especially after learning about the grim future situation, and became even more concerned about the precious medicine for prolonging life.

The next moment, the image on the stone tablet changed, and a familiar figure immediately appeared before them.

Flames soared into the sky on the bluestone steps, and a cacophony of fire roared.

Using the universe as a furnace, Shi Hao sat cross-legged within, his entire body immersed in the raging flames, constantly being scorched and forged by the myriad fires.

The sight of this made the group of cult leaders tremble with fear.

This explosive method can easily lead to death if one is not careful.

Some people wanted to criticize him, but remembering Li Dao's previous behavior, they reluctantly shut up.

He could only speak with displeasure:

“Those from the Sinful State are cheap; they don’t value their own lives.”

"Such a transformation, if one is not careful, will lead to death!"

However, such bland words did not cause any ripples in the ears of the others.

As they watched Shi Hao's explosive transformation.

Li Dao and Qing Xian also emerged from the ruins.

Qingxian moved closer to Li Dao and told him about some recent events.

"The Dark God Child, the Immortal Palace Successor, and others entered a small world deep within the Immortal Ancient Realm."

"Someone discovered what appears to be a lair left behind by the Ten Fiends deep within the Immortal Ancient Realm, and many people have gone there."

Li Dao nodded, having gained some understanding of the current situation.

"Has the desolation not yet appeared?"

Qingxian shook her head.

Seeing this, Li Dao stopped asking Shi Hao about things and instead turned to ask:

"Is there a suitable place for seclusion?"

He had obtained many precious medicines and was preparing to digest them properly in preparation for his final transformation.

Previously, when his primordial spirit underwent transformation, the manifestation of Dao injuries forced him to suppress it. Now, with so many precious medicines, it should be enough.

Qingxian pondered for a moment, and then a glint of light flashed in her eyes.

"There is indeed such a place."