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

Colorful clouds hung in the sky for a long time, and there was even a strange phenomenon of immortals supporting the sky.

Meanwhile, deep within Soul Island, deafening chants echoed across the land, stirring up the island's vital energy.

Many members of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan from Soul Island came out and began to discuss the various strange phenomena on the island.

"An immortal is supporting the head, auspicious omens stretch for miles. What is going on? Such a strange phenomenon must mean something big is about to happen." A Venerable of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan murmured as he looked at the strange phenomenon.

"This strange phenomenon seems to be coming from the depths of Soul Island. Could it be that the ancient ancestor is about to make a breakthrough?"

"Perhaps, after the ancient ancestor came into contact with the curse last time, he may have to take that step after years of accumulation."

Just as they were speculating and discussing, the void rippled slightly.

Buzz!

One terrifying figure after another slowly appeared, and the pressure they exuded instantly froze the void.

Those were celestial beings who guarded the sky above Soul Island, and now they all appeared, their faces solemn, as if they were dealing with something important.

The many cultivators who were unaware of what had happened were all stunned by the commotion.

"I've never seen such a spectacle with so many gods before. Could it be that the ancient ancestor is about to break through to a higher realm?" a cultivator exclaimed.

The cultivators who witnessed this scene all believed that such a grand display was for the Ancient Ancestor, with numerous heavenly gods protecting him. Only the Ancient Ancestor could be worthy of such a display.

However, just as everyone was discussing, in the treasure land deep within Soul Island, Li Dao sat cross-legged by the spiritual spring. No aura emanated from his body, but the resounding Dao sound kept coming from him.

At this moment, Li Dao seemed like an ordinary person, with a calm expression and slightly closed eyes, showing less of a murderous nature and more of a peaceful demeanor.

He exuded no aura whatsoever, as if he had truly become a mortal, and no divine power could be detected within his body.

Stripped of the constant chanting of Taoist verses, he was clearly just an ordinary mortal.

The ancient ancestor of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan, who was watching everything from the shadows, couldn't help but frown as he witnessed this scene.

"Everyone has heard that the Holy Sacrifice is extremely dangerous, but to be reduced to a mere mortal is simply too horrifying."

Even as the leader of the sect, he couldn't figure out what was going on with Li Dao at this moment, and could only do his job of protecting the sect.

At this moment, Li Dao was also going through his final reincarnation, and even he did not expect that the final reincarnation would be so dangerous.

"From mortal to saint, mortal can also become saint; the path of reincarnation is indeed mysterious and extraordinary."

With a soft whisper, Li Dao suddenly felt time around him fly by, his life force rapidly fading away, and he was plunged into a wondrous state.

The ancient ancestor of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan was shocked to discover that the plants and trees around Li Dao were rapidly undergoing changes of withering and flourishing, and Li Dao had also transformed into an old man with white hair in the blink of an eye.

His body was hunched over, and his vitality was like a candle flame on a mountaintop, as if it would be blown out at any moment.

"What's going on?" Even the cult leader felt a chill run down his spine at the sight of this change.

That invisible force that seemed to drain away the years was terrifying; a hint of worry appeared in Li Dao's eyes.

However, he soon discovered that even though Li Dao's life force was about to be extinguished, his face remained calm, as if everything was just a passing cloud.

hum!

Li Dao slowly opened his eyes. There was no earth-shattering power in them, but his gaze seemed to be able to see through eternity.

"If one has not embarked on the path of cultivation, the path of a mortal has already come to an end."

"A mortal's life, a cultivator's hundred years, isn't it all a kind of reincarnation?"

The moment the thought crossed his mind, the deathly aura that had been tightly enveloping him was ignited, transforming into gushing life force that continuously filled every part of his sacred body.

The shriveled flesh quickly became plump, shedding layers of dead skin, and the whole person became increasingly sacred.

His realm underwent a dramatic change, ascending to the heavens in one step. One moment he was a mortal with no power to even kill a chicken, but the next moment he ignited divine fire, spreading terrifying pressure.

Moreover, its power was still rising steadily, the divine fire went from nothing to something, directly reaching the level of a true god, but this did not stop, and its realm was still rising step by step.

His temperament also became ethereal, soaring from the trough to the peak, from mortal to saint. This was the ninth reincarnation, the last reincarnation, and the most powerful transformation.

Behind Li Dao, a Dharma wheel, formed by the Great Dao of Life and Death connecting heaven and earth, hangs behind his head, condensing the supreme Daoist mysteries.

The ancient ancestor of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan, who was secretly protecting Li Dao, couldn't help but change his expression after seeing the Dharma Wheel condense. He felt a very faint sense of unease from it.

A tremendous wave of shock surged through his heart, making him feel palpitations, as if he were seeing Li Dao all over again, his eyes filled with astonishment.

As for the gods who were further away, they felt as if their lives were in the hands of others, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of panic.

They all looked in the direction of Li Dao, their expressions varying.

They all knew who they were protecting, but they never expected the other party to cause such a commotion, and everyone's face was tense.

And they had a feeling that this was far from over.

Beside the spiritual spring, Li Daobao stood solemnly, the Wheel of Life and Death hanging high behind him, his body constantly shifting and transforming between Yin and Yang, his entire being almost akin to the Dao.

"To comprehend the meaning of life, one must progress from the mundane to the sacred. Only today do I realize that life and death are subject to change, that all things have a destiny, and that changing life and death can alter one's fate."

"Today it is fitting for him to enter the position of a celestial being."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a deafening roar erupted, and a golden beam of light shot straight into the sky above Li Dao's head.

Click!

A loud bang came from within his body. With the accumulation of nine reincarnations, Li Dao's cultivation was rapidly advancing towards the level of a Celestial God.

hum!

The entire Soul Island trembled, and a supreme pressure permeated the sky.

Boom!

The next moment, all the strange phenomena were swept away, and everything was shrouded in dark clouds. A thunderclap from the ground brought everyone back to their senses.

Many cultivators looked at the tribulation clouds covering Soul Island, and their expressions changed instantly.

When the gods saw the tribulation clouds, they were initially delighted, realizing that Li Dao had triggered the tribulation and was about to undergo tribulation to break through his cultivation barrier. Thus, the tribulation liquid was obtained.

But then, looking at the boundless tribulation clouds, a sense of worry welled up in his heart. Could they really survive such a terrifying tribulation?

The occasional flashes of lightning within the dense black clouds made them feel uneasy, and the intense aura of calamity made them feel as if their primordial spirits were about to crack apart.

The numerous cultivators on Soul Island, looking at the tribulation clouds overhead, were filled with dread, thinking that the sect leader from the outside world had attacked.

At this moment, the voice of the ancient ancestor of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan immediately resounded throughout the entire Soul Island.

"All clansmen, evacuate Soul Island! Retreat three thousand miles!"

These words seemed to awaken the birds in the trees, and streaks of light rose from all parts of Soul Island, rushing outwards in unison, creating a rather spectacular sight.

For a moment, Li Dao was the only one left on the entire Soul Island.

Rumble!

Just after the many cultivators on Soul Island withdrew, the tribulation lightning began to surge and gather power within the dense black clouds.

At this moment, everyone understood that someone was undergoing tribulation, which had triggered the tribulation lightning of the Nine Heavens. And seeing so many celestial beings protecting him, the identity of the person undergoing tribulation was obvious.

"It's Dao Yi! Dao Yi is undergoing tribulation!"

Like a stone thrown into a still pond, news of Li Dao undergoing tribulation spread rapidly in the blink of an eye.

Everyone was horrified that the God of Slaughter who had killed so many gods had actually triggered a heavenly tribulation at this moment.

At this moment, cultivators who learned the news rushed towards the Sacrifice Spirit Realm, regardless of their motives.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the area outside Soul Island was teeming with people.

"It really is Dao Yi! This is the Tribulation of the Heavenly Gods! Even a Heavenly God would be struck dead if he went in!" Someone's expression changed immediately after sensing the power of the Heavenly Tribulation.

The cultivators who heard this were even more horrified.

It should be understood that spiritual cultivation is like ascending to heaven; the higher one goes, the more difficult it becomes. In this era where heavenly tribulations are no longer present, attempting to transcend the divine tribulations is tantamount to suicide.

If it weren't for the fact that the person undergoing tribulation was Li Dao, who had slain numerous gods and achieved a ferocious record, they would have all cursed him out in anger.

Some people were secretly cursing Li Daoneng to die under the heavenly tribulation.

Amidst the commotion, Li Dao slowly stood up by the spiritual spring, his aura gradually increasing, bringing him to within a step of becoming a celestial being.

Li Dao stared at the tribulation lightning flashing with various divine lights above his head, his eyes gleaming with intense fighting spirit.

"Through countless tribulations and hardships, my Dao body has been burned. Today, I will break through ten thousand miles of tribulations and attain the supreme divine position!"

boom!

As soon as the words were spoken, a deafening roar ripped open the heavens, tearing apart the tribulation clouds as well. A great river surged through the sky, a crimson river of blood.

Within the blood river, severed limbs and broken arms could be vaguely seen, all left behind by those undergoing tribulation. The next moment, the blood river surged towards Li Dao.

These were all manifestations of heavenly tribulation, and terrifying pressure instantly swept across the surroundings.

"This is the Tribulation of the God King!" someone exclaimed, looking at the unusual heavenly tribulation with eyes full of horror.

The Sacred Sacrifice is an extremely mysterious realm. Those who can reside in this realm and even step into the realm of gods must undergo the Tribulation of the God-King, also known as the Tribulation of the Saint.

If one can survive this tribulation, one will become an invincible god, but it is too difficult to overcome.

Just looking at the blood river formed by the lightning tribulation, even if the sect leader went in, his physical body and soul would be completely washed away.

Li Dao stepped out and stood atop the mountain peak, watching the blood river sweep in from above. He raised his hand to form a hand seal, and the Wheel of Life and Death behind him trembled slightly.

Beneath that raging river of blood, Li Dao was like an ant that could be crushed at any moment, and many people were worried for him.

But the next moment, Li Dao moved.

One after another, runes intertwined with life and death shot out, and the Wheel of Life and Death behind them emanated a strange Daoist aura.

Boom!

The next moment, the raging river of blood came to an abrupt halt, as if a mirror had shattered.

boom!

Like the Milky Way bursting its banks, the Blood River was instantly obliterated in mid-air. Li Dao stood proudly atop the mountain, a faint divine aura emanating from him, calmly observing everything.

Behind him, the Wheel of Life and Death shimmered with a strange divine light.

Chapter 397 Reaching the Nine Heavens, Rebirth and Attainment of the Dao

The moment the Blood River was obliterated, a new anomaly occurred in the sky.

A pair of bronze gongs suddenly appeared in the void, radiating terrifying lightning, and collided heavily together.