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

He took a deep breath and slowly walked into the darkness. There was nothing there, but with each step Li Dao took, a wall of despair appeared.

This is to stop future generations; if they cannot accept the despair in that corner of the scene, they should go back now.

But Li Dao did not stop. He arrived in front of the wall of despair and threw a punch, which made a rumbling sound.

It shattered the wall, revealing nine stone steps behind it.

Each step is made up of nine stars, which were refined into stone steps by someone with great magic.

As soon as Li Daogang stepped onto the first step, everything around him instantly disappeared, leaving only emptiness, and the road ahead led to an unknown end.

His eyes showed no wavering as he strode forward with unwavering determination. With each step he took, Li Dao felt as if he were traversing one great world after another, with the surrounding stars shattering one by one, like the great worlds being annihilated.

When he stepped over the nine stone steps, he suddenly passed through the nine heavens and arrived above the vast sky.

Looking at the vast emptiness, Li Dao felt a sense of desolation; all he could see was nothingness.

Fortunately, as he stepped off the ninth stone step, the scenery before him changed again. He was no longer in an empty space, but had arrived at a mystical place.

The dark red earth, dotted with mounds, was desolate, as if it had been soaked in blood.

Those mounds of earth resembled a series of large, continuous tombs, where people were buried in the heavens.

My footsteps continued until I reached the depths of this graveyard.

A dark, unlit passage stretched out in front of them, extending all the way underground.

Li Dao followed the passage downwards and finally reached its end.

At the end of this road lay rows of jade coffins, all radiating light and exuding an aura of immortality.

This is the ultimate creation, containing the legacy of countless supreme beings who have fallen.

Nearby, inside a coffin, lay a headless corpse, its blood still glowing with a vibrant red light, its body remaining incorrupt for millennia.

Looking around, Li Dao was shocked to see coffins filled with such corpses.

However, some coffins contained no corpses, only an ancient jade book or a mysterious immortal seed.

Those ancient jade books are engraved with ancient cultivation methods, and the immortal seeds are a glimmer of hope left to future generations by those who died in battle.

Li Dao continued walking forward, a premonition in his heart that he shouldn't stop, even though he could easily open the coffin in front of him if he wanted to.

When he reached the end, all that lay before him was darkness, and beneath him lay an endless abyss.

His eyes gleamed with divine light, and even though there was no way out, he still stepped forward.

Click!

A sound like shattering glass came, and his body crossed the endless darkness, entering another strange world.

It was a blood-red altar, nine stories high, towering like a mountain and piercing the endless void, severing the past and present, drifting outside that land of creation.

Li Dao looked behind him and saw rows of coffins neatly arranged on the ground, as well as a black altar with a jade box on it.

Li Dao shifted his gaze from the jade box; he was more interested in the blood-red altar before him.

"Drifting beyond all worlds, its murderous intent has lingered for millennia. What lies atop it?"

He walked slowly toward the altar, and as soon as he stepped onto the first blood-red step, it felt as if an entire universe was pressing down on him.

"uh-huh!"

His body sank, he groaned, and bright red blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Wisps of bloody killing intent rose around him, threatening to refine him.

"You want to refine me? Not enough!"

He slowly straightened up, and a Dao scroll slowly unfolded behind him. The Dao of Life and Death emanating from it instantly clashed with that strange power.

As you move forward, the pressure increases with each step you take, and the killing intent that seeks to refine you intensifies.

Buzz!

Upon ascending only nine levels, the pressure on his body surged dramatically, and Li Dao directly activated the Six Paths Reincarnation Heavenly Art.

The ancient methods of the Willow God, the Ten Fierce Treasures, and the immortal techniques that have been passed down through the ages... He unleashed one unparalleled divine power after another to the extreme, and under pressure, he arrived at the altar.

Before him lay a broken stele, its color a deep black, branded with the words 'Attainment of the Dao'. A drop of dried blood clung to the broken edge, and the terrifying killing intent emanated from that drop of blood.

Li Dao was shocked. Even though the drop of blood had dried, it still exuded such killing intent, so it must have been a drop of immortal blood.

The fact that this stele can bear such a drop of blood suggests that its origin must be extraordinary, especially the words "attaining the Dao," which seem to contain the supreme Dao and are the embodiment of the Dao.

Just standing in front of that stone tablet, Li Dao felt as if he were facing the Great Dao, and his whole body trembled.

"What exactly is this thing?"

What shocked him even more was the sense of familiarity he felt from the stone tablet.

He walked slowly forward, the blood-red altar beneath him emitting dim light, and the killing intent on the blood rapidly contracted, transforming into a small blood-red sword on the verge of shattering.

Li Dao raised his hand and grabbed the blood sword, instantly feeling an overwhelming killing intent approaching.

He quickly let go, his eyes still showing fear.

He now understood why the altar was isolated from the chaos.

The killing intent emanating from that blood-red sword alone, even before it weakened, was enough to shatter that land of creation.

Chapter 384 Ning Chuan's Fall, the Mysterious Sacrifice

Li Dao stared in amazement at the blood sword before him, which had concealed all its killing intent.

"Simply unleashing this blood sword can serve as a trump card. Although it can only be used once, it is still extremely powerful!"

"It can play a surprising role at crucial moments, which is quite good."

Li Dao's eyes burned with intensity; the arrival of the blood sword had given him another trump card.

He summoned the Divine Refining Furnace and put it inside, then turned his gaze to the broken stele.

He walked step by step to the broken stele, but the stele did not react at all. This made his heart pound. As if possessed, he slowly raised his hand and gently touched the character 'Dao'.

Suddenly, the scriptures were imprinted in his mind, each one containing supreme Dao fortune.

Li Dao's body stiffened involuntarily. In an instant, he felt as if he were immersed in a long river formed by the origin of the Great Dao, and his whole being was being cleansed from the inside out.

Lines of text slowly appeared in his mind, each Dao pattern carrying supreme Dao essence. The aura it emitted almost obliterated his primordial spirit.

Fortunately, the aura was contained in an instant.

Li Dao glanced at it quickly, his primordial spirit stinging, but he still managed to see that the scripture only had 108 characters in total. Perhaps due to the broken stele, the scripture was incomplete.

To Li Dao's astonishment, the scripture, once imprinted in his mind, vanished without a trace the next moment.

But the thought of that terrifying aura made his body convulse.

"What's going on? Could it be that my strength isn't enough to comprehend it yet?"

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw that the broken stele in front of him had also vanished without a trace.

He hurriedly probed his body with his divine sense, but still found no trace of it.

If the blood-red altar beneath his feet hadn't actually existed, he would have doubted that everything before was an illusion.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, his divine sense searching for every inch of flesh and blood within his body, but he still couldn't find it.

After a long while, he slowly got up, but still couldn't find a trace of it.

"Never mind, all my confusion stems from a lack of strength."

Li Dao shook his head, no longer wanting to think about it, and slowly descended from the altar.

Upon closer reflection, although the 108-character scripture had slowly appeared, it was still unclear, as if shrouded in a hazy mist.

Stepping off the altar and back to that ultimate place of creation, I looked into the darkness and saw that the altar had vanished without a trace.

As he walked slowly forward, he saw Shi Hao ascend the black altar. He would occasionally let out a muffled groan, followed by a roar, before leaping off the altar and landing directly opposite Li Dao.

"Drink!"

Shi Hao was covered in blood and looked quite disheveled, but his eyes were full of excitement. After overcoming numerous difficulties, he had finally obtained the jade box, so how could he not be excited?

But when he turned around, he saw Li Dao looking at him with a half-smile, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Silence!

Shi Hao's face was burning hot; he wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Even he felt embarrassed to be seen at that moment.

"What a coincidence, Senior Brother Li."

However, Shi Hao quickly recovered, straightened his tattered robes, and looked around.

"What a coincidence."

Li Dao didn't ask anything, just nodded calmly, and a faint smile appeared on his lips as he looked at Shi Hao's awkward appearance.

Just as the atmosphere between the two was becoming tense, several figures burst in from outside.

It turned out to be the banished immortal and the ten-crown king; the four of them met on a narrow path.

The atmosphere became somewhat subtle as the Immortal and the Ten-Crown King looked at Li Dao and Shi Hao.

However, in the end, the immortal nodded slightly to the two of them, without any malice.

Shi Hao and Li Dao exchanged a glance and did not make a move, as they valued the opportunity at this moment.

Therefore, after exchanging a brief glance, the group went their separate ways to seek their own opportunities.

Li Dao and Shi Hao also refrained from making a move, as it would be unwise to clash with them in this land of creation.

However, the moment the next person appeared, their gazes were immediately fixed on him.

Ning Chuan, dressed in white, exuded an ethereal aura. Upon seeing the coffins before him, he couldn't help but gasp.

What followed was a pleasant surprise: the coffin contained all the immortal seeds and scriptures that everyone dreamed of. If one could obtain even one of them, their strength would surely increase dramatically.

The next moment, he felt two tangible killing intents firmly landing on him.

Ning Chuan followed the murderous intent and immediately saw Li Dao and Shi Hao looking at him quietly. The murderous intent surging in their eyes made his expression suddenly become solemn.

A sense of foreboding immediately arose in his heart, and feeling the intense gazes of the two men, he felt a chill run down his spine.

"Descendants of sinful blood! What do you intend to do?!"