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

Before Li Dao could speak, the gate slowly opened. Understanding the situation, he nodded to the people, thanked them, and then stepped into the temple.

After Li Dao left, one of the old men, who had been sitting like a fossil, slowly opened his eyes, which were filled with the marks of time.

"good."

After saying this seemingly casually, she closed her eyes again.

Meanwhile, Li Dao, having just stepped into the temple and followed the designated path, was immediately blocked by a light barrier covered with powerful restrictions.

Just as Li Dao was pondering whether to try and break the code, an old man with messy hair and sleepy eyes walked over at some point, glanced at Li Dao, and then said:

"So you're that damned little devil?"

Upon hearing this, Li Dao awkwardly touched his nose, but sensing the terrifying aura emanating from the old man, he could only nod.

"Hmm, not bad looking. He doesn't look like a troublemaker. Since the Pavilion Master has given the order, you may go in. All areas are open to you."

"The scriptures and texts within are as vast as the ocean, so go and find them yourselves. Remember, no matter what kind of supernatural power you use, suitability is the most important thing."

"Whatever it is, whether you can obtain it or not, it all depends on fate. Go and seek it."

Seeing his promising future, the old man still offered a few words of advice.

Li Dao nodded solemnly, his face serious. He knew that what kind of supernatural power he could find inside depended on his own luck, and he felt a little expectant.

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Seeing this, the old man didn't say anything more. With a wave of his hand, the restriction blocking Li Dao disappeared.

As soon as Li Daogang stepped inside, before he had taken two steps, he was greeted by rows and rows of bookshelves filled with various bone books, which shimmered with a strange luster and exuded a rich pine scent.

At a glance, there are neatly arranged bookshelves, on which bone books lie obediently.

"As expected of the library of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, with so many bone books, even just one of them would be enough to become a heirloom for some small tribes."

Besides the intact bone books on the shelves, there were also some broken bone books piled up in some corners of the library.

Looking at so many bone books, Li Dao was at a loss for a moment. As soon as he swept out his divine sense, it was as if he had sunk into a quagmire, and he could not explore far at all.

However, though his expression remained calm, he couldn't help but feel a strange unease in his heart.

He took out a piece of dark brown bone from the bottom of the bookshelf in front of him. It felt warm and smooth in his hand. The runes on it were densely packed, like a celestial script, so small that you had to get close to see them.

He focused intently on the text for a while, studying it for a long time, but his expression fell. The text only described a method for cultivating a rare spiritual plant, which, although precious, was not what he needed.

Looking at the sea of ​​books before him, Li Dao couldn't see the end of it all, and he felt a little dizzy, his face drooping involuntarily.

"There are runes and restrictions on the bone book, so the idea of ​​searching for it with divine sense will be in vain."

"But it would be too difficult to find a good supernatural power in the vast sea of ​​bone books without relying on divine sense."

"The old man was right. At this point, finding a supernatural power can only rely on fate."

Even so, Li Dao had no intention of sitting idly by and waiting for his death.

Divine power surged within his body, and the Dao patterns imprinted on his bones and flesh emitted golden light, while lotus Dao patterns bloomed in his eyes.

Surrounded by a profound and mysterious Dao aura, he began to walk among the layers of bookshelves, his eyes flashing with Dao patterns as he observed his surroundings.

His hands didn't stop either, randomly pulling out one bone book after another from the bookshelf. Faced with this situation, this was the only thing he could do.

"I don't know if it's feasible. If only I could learn the double pupil technique, then no restriction could stop me with a single glance."

However, he quickly calmed his emotions, a faint Daoist aura emanating from his body, and began to focus his mind and search around.

"This is a book about feeding spirit beasts; it's a record of the habits of the Ironthorn Beast clan..."

Li Dao wandered through the Scripture Pavilion, acquiring all sorts of strange and precious magical techniques, but he still couldn't find the great supernatural power he was looking for.

The next day, early in the morning.

Li Dao has found and explored 103 bone books, some of which contain records of the supernatural powers of ferocious beasts.

But he felt it wasn't right for him and continued to wander around the library.

By the evening of the following day, just when Li Dao was about to return empty-handed again, he was about to give up.

As he passed by a bookshelf in one of the corners, a glance revealed a faint dragon's roar coming from a bone book at the very bottom of the shelf.

His aura also inexplicably rippled when he sensed the faint dragon's roar.

A glint of light flashed in his eyes; he felt as if he had found what he needed.

Tread-

He immediately stopped and turned to the side, stopping in front of the bookshelf.

I bent down and squatted down in front of the bottom bookshelf.

In that corner, several bone books lay quietly, covered in dust and lacking the luster of the other bone books.

It was as if he had been abandoned by time, but Li Dao felt his emotions inexplicably surge.

His gaze was fixed on one of the bone books, and he reached out and grabbed it in his hand.

Holding the bone book in my hand, it felt somewhat rough to the touch, and I could vaguely feel a sharp, cutting sensation.

Swah——

He stood up, a divine power flashed, and the dust on the bone book in his hand scattered in mid-air.

Li Dao also began to examine the entire bone book.

The white jade had a lustrous sheen and a somewhat rough surface, densely engraved with numerous bone characters. Each rune seemed to have been carved with all its might, almost piercing through the white bone.

Moreover, there was a pool of blood in one corner, the dried blood turning black, which had already soaked into the bone inscriptions.

"I wonder which senior member of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion wrote this?"

"This must have been left as a last-minute imprint during a crisis."

As his mind raced, Li Dao leaned closer to examine the book, his divine power unconsciously flowing into the bone book in his hand.

buzzing-

As divine power was injected, the originally ordinary bone book began to ripple with wondrous energy.

Li Dao felt a blur before his eyes, and everything around him began to become unreal.

Under the blue sky and yellow earth, the void was collapsing inch by inch, and in the void, a young man in white clothes and white hair stood suspended.

As soon as Li Daogang appeared in this mysterious space, the man slowly opened his eyes.

"Treading through the nine heavens, shattering the firmament, the dragon's leap through the nine heavens is ultimately in vain."

"I have a spear that can knock down the gods of the heavens; I have a spear that can make gods and demons bow down."

The resounding Daoist chant echoed in Li Dao's ears, and he immediately saw the young man suspended in the void.

His pupils contracted involuntarily. In his eyes, what hung suspended in the void was a long spear stained with blood, suddenly pointing to the heavens.

As the young man finished speaking, the bone book in Li Dao's hand slipped out of his grasp uncontrollably.

Golden runes were engraved on it, and as if summoned, they detached from the white bones and shot out.

It transformed into a golden runic tide, sweeping towards the young man, and behind him it became a golden dragon whose tail could not be seen.

At the same time, a crystal-clear spear appeared in the man's hand.

"The first shot, the dragon dances, the gods weep blood."

The young man brandished his spear, creating a flourish at his side, before thrusting it fiercely towards the sky.

The next moment, the golden dragon coiled behind him shot out and lunged at the point where the spear tip was pointing.

Rumbling--

The moment the golden dragon burst forth, the sky ripped open, and the already falling void accelerated its descent.

"The second shot, decisive and decisive, falls from the heavens!"

He swung the spearhead and plunged it heavily into the void beneath his feet. The massive body of the golden dragon coiled in the void and roared at Li Dao on the ground.

The earth crumbled inch by inch, spreading rapidly in all directions like a spider web.

Even though all of this was just a phantom preserved over countless years, Li Dao still felt a terrifying sense of oppression for no apparent reason.

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"fall!"

With a slight twist of the spear in the man's hand, the golden dragon that had been coiled in mid-air, radiating immense pressure, instantly plunged straight down from the heavens.

It crashed headlong into the ground, and the already crumbling earth was further damaged by the heavy blow, causing it to break apart even faster.

Rumbling--

A crimson-white light swept rapidly outwards from where the dragon landed, turning everything in its path to dust.

Looking at this earth-shattering power, Li Dao's heart was filled with monstrous shock.

"I have devoted my entire life to creating this divine power, which consists of three moves."

"If you master the first two moves, you will be invincible among those of the same level. As for the last move, everyone has their own destiny."

"Those who come after me, if they acquire my divine powers, let them become famous once again. As for the final move, let them comprehend and observe."

His gaze turned toward Li Dao's direction, his eyes seeming to pierce through countless ages to see Li Dao, the newcomer.

As his words fell, his body began to become ethereal, turning into wisps of ashes and dissipating in mid-air.

Li Dao was deeply shocked, but before he could think any further, everything around him began to collapse.

hold head high--

A dragon's roar rang out, and the golden dragon charged straight toward him.

It shrank rapidly, burrowed directly into his brow, and transformed into runes that were firmly imprinted in his mind.

Li Dao felt a sharp pain in his head, which made him squint. When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the Scripture Pavilion.

The man in white and the terrifying golden dragon had both disappeared.

He stood there blankly in front of the bookshelf, as if he had lost his soul.