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

As Li Dao sped through the air, he suddenly saw the ground in front of him cracking open inch by inch, with thick roots rising up and blocking his path.

The roots seemed to have eyes, shooting towards Li Dao, with black and red runes flowing across them.

It was as if sharp spears were thrusting towards him, and the void trembled slightly.

"Who are you, you scoundrel?!"

He raised his hand and grabbed at the void, and a long spear, shrouded in black mist and exuding an ominous aura, appeared in his hand.

The Dragon Spear has been unleashed once again, and a strong sense of bloodlust permeates the entire arena.

With a sweeping thrust, the tip of the spear, carrying an indelible chilling glint, tore through the void, drawing a semicircle in front of him.

Pfft—

The spear tip swept straight across the several roots that were shooting towards them, and the originally fierce roots were instantly severed, spraying out streams of emerald green liquid.

Roar--

The Dragon Spear's damage was lethal to the soul, and a miserable cry immediately came from the mouth of the root's owner.

Li Dao's expression hardened and he turned around abruptly, only to see a hideous human face embedded in the tree trunk. It had appeared behind him at some unknown time, the ugly and ferocious face so close that it was almost touching him.

His breathing suddenly stopped, and his pupils constricted sharply.

"The Demon Tree!?"

"How could it be this damn thing!"

Upon seeing what was behind him, Li Dao felt a terrifying aura of death envelop his entire body.

Before they could even retreat, the branches of the Pumo tree immediately unfurled in mid-air, with eerie ripples spreading out from each branch.

Li Dao felt as if the world before him had suddenly turned upside down, and his body felt as if it had fallen into an infernal hell, sinking deeper and deeper.

When he opened his eyes again, he was shocked to find that he had returned to Golden Feather Village.

"Is this the illusion magic of the Pumo Tree? It's truly impossible to guard against!"

Li Dao stood up and looked around. The sky was dark and tinged with red, like bloodstains that had not yet been wiped clean. Terrifying ravines could be seen on the ground.

Even knowing it was an illusion, Li Dao still felt a sense of unease and rushed towards the village.

The sight before him caused his pupils to shrink slightly: a giant bird lay collapsed at the village entrance.

Its golden feathers were covered with horrific wounds, and several dark, bloody holes in its chest were gushing blood. Its eyes were wide open, and its beastly pupils were filled with pain, showing that it had been tortured severely.

That was the sacrificial spirit of Jinyu Village, but at this moment it had already lost its life force and was soaked in blood.

When Li Dao saw the golden-feathered eagle, his body trembled and his heart sank. Meanwhile, wisps of transparent, invisible energy slowly flowed into his body from all around him.

Walking into the village, the village that I remembered as full of warm memories was now just a mess.

Blood was splattered everywhere, emitting a strong stench of blood. Houses had collapsed, and severed limbs were scattered all over the place.

Li Dao's eyes gradually turned bloodshot, and with each step he took, his breathing became very rapid, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Before they had taken more than a few steps, they saw several familiar figures. With one step, they were immediately in front of the fallen figures.

"Er Ya! Kai Xin! Da Niu!"

Beneath the withered giant locust tree, Er Ya and the others lay in pools of blood, their faces deathly pale.

Li Dao held them in his arms and instinctively poured divine power into their bodies, his eyes gradually turning dark.

An overwhelming killing intent emanated from him, and the void behind him was cracking inch by inch, as if it could not withstand the overwhelming killing intent.

Tread-

Just as Li Dao was channeling his divine power into Er Ya and the others, Li Kai, whose body had been cut in half, struggled toward him.

"Grandpa Village Chief!"

Li Dao helped him up, his lips trembling involuntarily. When Li Kai saw him, the intense resentment in his eyes almost overflowed:

"Why did you only come now? The village is destroyed! Destroyed!"

"If you had arrived sooner, none of this would have happened!"

"Why wasn't it you who died!"

Chapter 121 The Celestial Venerable's Dharma Image

The black light in Li Dao's pupils gradually faded, and the golden Dao seed within his body emitted countless divine lights.

The black light in his eyes was slowly replaced by crimson, and cracks appeared on his body, making him look like a piece of porcelain that might shatter at any moment.

Blood gushed out from the crack, and soon he was covered in blood.

“A gentle man like Grandpa Village Chief would never say such a thing.”

"Whether it's an ambush or a trap, I, Li Dao, will take full responsibility!"

"But why did you use Grandpa Village Chief and the others to deceive me?"

"Heh, if that's the case, then I'll use up all my life force to kill you here today!"

Li Dao, who was originally kneeling on the ground, slowly stood up as divine power surged within him.

His body trembled slightly, and a terrifying pressure emanated from him. In an instant, Li Kai's figure in front of him quickly turned into specks of light and disappeared into the air.

Li Dao's injuries continued to worsen, and cracks spread rapidly across his body.

hum-

Click, click—

His face remained expressionless as he took a step forward, and everything familiar around him shattered like a mirror.

The world before him was plunged into darkness once again. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a root, which exuded a strong killing aura and looked like it was cast from black immortal gold, stabbing fiercely toward his head.

His expression hardened, and ignoring the pain in his body, his divine power surged forth. He slammed his palm into the ground and immediately soared into the air, narrowly escaping.

bang——

The sharp roots plunged deep into the earth, sending soil and rocks flying, and the earth trembled like waves.

Li Dao appeared in mid-air, surrounded by a Xuanhuang furnace that flickered between light and shadow, covered with dense cracks.

Turning their gaze to the Pumo Tree, they saw an expression of disbelief on its face.

In its illusory world, the primordial spirit will be trapped in the illusions it weaves until it falls into ruin, while the physical body will be at its mercy.

Originally shocked by the Xuanhuang Furnace that instinctively appeared on Li Dao's body, they were even more astonished to see him wake up from the illusion so quickly.

Li Dao simply glanced at his injuries and immediately understood what had happened.

"Taking advantage of my trapped primordial spirit to attack me directly, how insidious!"

"I'm really irritable right now!"

Even though his body was covered in cracks and blood was flowing freely, his killing intent was purer than ever before.

However, he did not lose his mind in his anger. Although this Demon Tree was only at the Inscription Realm, its abilities were strange, and a slight mistake could lead to utter ruin.

With a flick of his sleeve, the void behind him cracked open inch by inch, and the once clear sky was instantly shrouded in dark clouds.

buzzing-

The void shattered, and a divine dharma image, lying horizontally above the starry river and surrounded by supreme divine power, emerged.

The ten rings of the grotto-heavens formed a circle, with countless layers of starlight falling down. The cracks on his body were rapidly healing, and lotus-shaped Dao patterns bloomed in his eyes.

The divine power within his body, along with his vital energy, was rapidly evaporating, and Li Dao felt a sense of clarity and well-being he had never experienced before.

"If you've tricked me with my own family, then die!"

"Celestial Venerable's Dharma Form, suppress!"

He gently raised his hand and flipped it over, pressing it down towards the direction of the Pumo Tree.

hum-

At the same time, the Heavenly Venerable Dharma Image behind him extended his right hand, which was resting on his knee, pierced through the spatial barrier, and pressed down on the Pumo Tree Canopy.

Rumbling--

The colossal hand instantly covered half the sky, and before it even landed, the earth was shattered, creating terrifying ravines.

In the distance, Shi Hao, who had just snatched a semi-sacred herb, looked in horror toward the direction where Li Dao was.

From afar, one could see the enormous palm that seemed to be pressing down from the heavens. The pressure emanating from that bronze palm was palpable even from a distance.

The Monkey King, who was going berserk, constantly wielding his spear and raising a mountain-protecting formation to kill everyone, felt a pang of fear when he saw the giant hand supporting the sky in the distance.

Shi Yi stared solemnly at the giant hand that seemed to be pressing down from the heavens, his double pupils rapidly analyzing the situation.

Within a hundred miles of Li Dao, numerous cultivators witnessed that terrifying scene. The image of the Dharma seated high above the starry river was deeply imprinted in the hearts of many.

"What is that? A god?"

"I saw it in Broken Sky City; it was the Dharma Aspect Divine Power of the Black Tiger Taoist!"

"Such terrifying killing intent! Who is this person fighting? This power is enough to easily kill a Spirit Transformation cultivator!"

"Something big must have happened over there. Is anyone going to go and find out?"

The palm strike landed, instantly attracting the attention of many cultivators within the Hundred Broken Mountains.

Where all eyes converge, Li Dao hangs high in the void, with the Heavenly Venerable Dharma Image lying high on the other side of the Milky Way behind him, only the pressing palm carries an indescribable pressure.

Boom! Crack! Crack!

Beneath the giant palm, the demon tree looked up at the heavy, pressing bronze hand, and the person on the tree trunk had an indescribable fear on their face.

The intricate "镇" (zhen, meaning to suppress) Dao patterns on its palm suppressed the flow of divine power within its body, and its Daoist techniques and supernatural abilities were also suppressed.

The ground beneath him was cracking inch by inch, and his body sank deeper into the ground.

However, seeing the giant hand that was about to arrive in the blink of an eye, all the branches began to sway.

Countless flower spores drifted into the air from its body, while thick roots rose from the ground, attempting to block the attack.

hiss hiss hiss—

The earth cracked open, and stone pillars, seemingly growing from the depths of the earth, broke through the ground, like thousands of spears growing against the wind, trying to block the giant hand from falling.