Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

At the Starry Sky Platform, the images of the Seven Patriarchs dispersed one after another.

The Crimson Sky Dao Ancestor's flames tore through the calamity tide, plunging straight into the Eastern Region's Fire Prison; the Profound Fiend Dao Ancestor's Weak Water surged back, returning to the Western Region's Abyss; the Heavenly Demon Dao Ancestor's blood-red eyes turned cold as he returned to the Southern Region's Blood Forest; the Plague Huang, Chen Guang, Ming Gu, and Jin Xi Ancestors all fled back to their respective domains.

In the middle layer of the vast land, the seven major domains are all experiencing waves at this moment.

The Eastern Region of the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors, the Crimson Flame Ancestral Domain, is in ruins, its lava solidified like black scabs.

The true form of the Crimson Sky Dao Ancestor stepped atop the Ancestral Tree, his fiery eyes lowered, sensing the wisp of gray root that meandered deep into the earth's veins.

The Crimson Sky Dao Ancestor slammed his palms down on the tree trunk: "Let me see just how capable you are!"

The crimson flames erupted like a volcano, surging along the roots of the ancestral tree towards that wisp of gray beard.

The roots of the Chaos Dao Tree, like a whale sucking in water, swallowed up the scorching and violent Crimson Flame Dao Source, and then fed back a pure and gentle Chaos Origin Qi, which gradually permeated the entire Crimson Flame Dao Domain.

The immense calamity power touched the source of chaos and was gradually transformed and absorbed by it.

The calamity power permeating the entire Crimson Flame Domain was dissipating at a visible speed, and the dying fire spirit rekindled its faint light...

Seeing this, Dao Ancestor Chixiao's expression softened slightly, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

……

Soon, this scene was unfolding in the Dao Domain where the Dao Ancestors resided. With the roots of the Chaos Dao Tree being introduced, their Dao Domain, which had been invaded by the power of calamity, was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although they were living under someone else's roof, the Dao Ancestors had complex expressions as they accepted this fate, having managed to survive the great calamity.

Southern Region of the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors - Heavenly Demon Blood Forest

Beneath the throne of bones, a pool of blood churns.

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor's vertical pupils were crimson, his bone claws pressed against the ground, and the Demon Ancestor's essence, mixed with the overwhelming resentment accumulated from blood sacrifice, surged together towards the chaotic gray beard in the earth vein.

"Chaos contains all things... Let's see if you can swallow my 'Ten Thousand Demon Blood Curse'!"

Amidst the blood-red light, countless demonic souls howled with lingering resentment, carrying insidious curses, and mingled into the torrent of origin.

The roots of the Chaos Tree accepted everything without hesitation and swallowed them all.

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Deep within the vast earth, beneath the ancient burial tomb and the Chaos Dao Tree.

Li Mu's aura was profound. Suddenly, his eyes snapped open, and the billions of roots of the Chaos Dao Tree trembled simultaneously. Seven powerful Dao sources converged into him from different directions.

Crimson flames raged, weak waters were deathly still, blood demons were ferocious, plague and poison eroded, the light of dawn was vast, the bones of the underworld were chilling, and the golden light was sharp—seven peak origins of the Dao Integration Realm rushed into the furnace of chaos like seven mad dragons.

Li Mu formed hand seals, the Chaos Dao Fruit hovered above his head, and the gray Dao Source surged forth like a spring.

"Refining!"

The next moment, the Chaos Dao Fire rose up, simultaneously enveloping the seven primordial forces.

The crimson flames were the first to be tamed. Their violent energy was cleansed by the chaotic Daoist principles and transformed into pure fire-based Daoist principles, which were then imprinted into the Dao Fruit.

The four sources of Weak Water, Dawn Light, Dark Bone, and Golden Dawn successively submitted and merged into one.

The source of the plague struggled most fiercely, with green mist churning and corroding the Dao Fire. However, the Chaos Dao Fire was inexhaustible, and instead refined the poisonous mist into a green Dao Pattern, which sank into the fruit core.

Only the bloodline of the Heavenly Demon—

"Ok?"

Li Mu frowned.

Deep within the blood source, a sinister resentment suddenly erupted, and the howls of ten thousand demons assaulted the Dao heart. The blood curse, like a malignant sore, eroded backward along the roots!

The Chaos Dao Fire suddenly stopped, and the billions of branches and leaves of the Dao Tree trembled all at once!
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Star Evolution Platform
At the center of the formation, Li Mu's clone suddenly opened his eyes.

Gu Xi exclaimed in surprise, "Fellow Daoist Li, why is there some disturbance?"

Li Mu's clone's eyes were icy as he looked towards the Southern Region: "Heavenly Demon...you're courting death!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Mu's clone pointed his finger, and a wisp of chaotic Dao thought broke through the air and went straight into the Blood Forest!
The Heavenly Demon Ancestor suddenly felt a vast will descend from the sky!
"Heavenly Demon, how dare you!"

Li Mu's Daoist thoughts materialized, and a gray-robed phantom stood above the blood pool, his gaze as deep as an abyss: "I allowed you to guide the roots of chaos so that we could weather the great calamity together. I will not allow you to secretly mix in blood curses and resentment, repaying evil with good!"

The Heavenly Demon Dao Ancestor immediately retorted, "Fellow Daoist Li, don't make false accusations!"

"Slanderous accusations?" Li Mu's illusory figure raised his hand, and a ball of rolling blood light appeared in his palm. Within it, the remnants of countless demons howled incessantly; it was the wisp of resentment that had just tried to erode the Dao Tree.

The Heavenly Demon Dao Ancestor's expression changed drastically. Caught red-handed, he was momentarily at a loss for words.

“This curse is insidious and specifically damages the foundation of one’s cultivation. If it is allowed to mix into the origin of chaos, any instability during the tribulation will result in a backlash.” Li Mu said calmly and warned in a deep voice, “This is only once. If you commit this again, I will sever the Blood Forest’s guidance and leave you to fend for yourself.”

After speaking, Li Mu's illusory figure flashed and disappeared.

Burial route ancient tomb.

Li Mu withdrew his Daoist thoughts, and the Chaos Dao Fire rose once more.

With a thought, Li Mu completely refined the resentment within the bloodline of the Heavenly Demon Dao Ancestor using the Chaos Dao Fire. The origins of the seven Dao Ancestors were no longer obstructed and slowly merged into the Chaos Furnace.

The Chaos Dao Tree trembled violently, and seven brand-new patterns spiraled upwards on its main trunk—crimson, black, blood brown, emerald green, gold white, bone ash, and sword silver, corresponding to the seven ancestral Dao sources.

The trunk of the Chaos Dao Tree grew wildly taller!
Sixty-eight billion..., seven billion zhang,..., seventy-five billion zhang,...

The towering Dao Tree stretched to the heavens and shook the earth, and the nine thousand newly born world embryos on its branches burst forth with chaotic and clear light.

The sound of the boundary wall breaking was like rain pattering on banana leaves, continuous and unending.

Twelve thousand new Dao leaves unfurled!

Beside the Heavenly Realm of Fire, a new "Crimson Flame Minor Realm" was created; beside the Azure Realm of Longevity, a "Plague and Poison Forest" sprouted; outside the Realm of Vajra Ape, a "Wilderness of Nether Bone" was formed... Each of the myriad realms in its nascent form contained a path, and their initial signs of life began to emerge.

Among all the realms, the realm lords such as Tie Tou, Lin Xiaolun, Xue'er, and Xiao Jin all sensed it, activated their realm seals, and received this immense power of new life.

Li Mu's aura rose steadily, and seven dark colors appeared on the surface of the Chaos Dao Fruit, beyond the nine patterns.

The realm of transformation has been reached, taking another step closer.

Li Mu raised his eyes and looked into the depths of the vast land, his gaze piercing through layers of tribulation tides, and whispered: "All paths converge, the opportunity for transformation... lies within the tribulation."

Li Mu closed his eyes and focused his mind on the Chaos Dao Tree. Countless gray whiskers took root in various domains, absorbing the power of calamity and the tides of primordial energy.

At this moment, a tsunami-like lamentation is echoing from the Forest of Ten Thousand Ancestors. It is the sound of the Dao that burst forth as each Dao-Merging Ancestor Tree falls, filled with violence, resentment, and despair...

"Come."

Li Mu parted his lips slightly, and the billions of roots of the Chaos Dao Tree opened up at once.

The remnants of the fallen Dao Ancestor collapsed like rain. Before they could return to the vast earth, they were swept up by the gray-bearded beings. Their broken origins, like rivers flowing into the sea, surged toward the ancient tomb of the burial Dao.

The main trunk of the Chaos Dao Tree trembled violently!

10 billion zhang... 15 billion zhang... 20 billion zhang... .

The branches resonate with the sounds of all things, and the newly sprouted leaves unfold and solidify at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Thirty-six layers of crimson flame minor realms surround the Li Huo Heavenly Realm; a hundred poisonous forests and secluded valleys sprout beside the Chang Sheng Qing Realm... The origins of all realms feed back, and various Dao patterns appear endlessly on the surface of the Chaos Dao Fruit.

Li Mu's aura was as deep and serene as an ancient abyss. He had reached the pinnacle of the Dao Integration Realm and was only a hair's breadth away from glimpsing the legendary "Gate of Dao Transformation".

However, this line is like an insurmountable chasm.

“The convergence of all paths is nearing saturation…” Li Mu’s eyes, filled with chaotic starlight, slowly turned as he sighed, “Ordinary remnants of Dao Ancestors are merely adding fuel to the fire; to break through the Dao Transformation, something more essential is needed.” Just as he was pondering this, a telepathic message suddenly broke through the air from the Star Evolution Dao Platform.

“Fellow Daoist Li!” Dao Ancestor Gu Xi said solemnly, “Three trillion miles southeast of the deepest part of the Vast Land, beneath the calamity tide, there are unusual Daoist fluctuations, as if an ancient relic is awakening… its aura surpasses that of the Dao Integration Realm!”

Li Mu raised an eyebrow slightly and asked in surprise, "Beyond the Dao Integration Realm?"

"I tried to probe it from afar with the Daoist principles of Gui Cang, but I was shaken back after only a moment's contact." Gu Xi's tone revealed a hint of fear as he exclaimed in shock, "That fluctuation contained the primordial image of all Daos, yet it also seemed as still and lifeless as a tomb. Perhaps it is the source of this calamity!"

What is the source of the great cyclical upheaval of annihilation?
Li Mu's mind suddenly cleared. The Great Dao of Chaos, in its desire to transform into the source of all Daos, precisely needs such a primordial, original land.

"Give me the coordinates," Li Mu said, looking at Gu Xi Dao Zu.

"Fellow Daoist wishes to go there?" Gu Xi asked urgently, "That place is eerie, deeply entangled with tribulation power, and there may be unpredictable dangers!"

"The opportunity to transform into the Dao is not something to be feared." Li Mu flicked his sleeve, and a wisp of his spirit emerged from between his eyebrows, identical to his main body. He gestured, "My main body is stationed at the Dao Tree, maintaining the pivot. This wisp of his spirit, carrying thirty percent of the Chaos Origin, is sufficient to investigate."

Gu Xi remained silent for a moment, then transmitted a clear, radiant Dao Beacon into Li Mu's mind, signaling, "Fellow Daoist Li, be careful in all things. The great calamity has not yet ended, and the Dao Domain's core has only recently stabilized. If you are distracted and lose your composure..."

"It's alright." Li Mu's clone took the Dao Beacon, transformed into a wisp of gray light, and plunged straight into the depths of the vast earth.

……

As you traverse through layers of turbid and calamistic forces, the deeper you go, the more viscous spacetime becomes.

Broken fragments of Dao principles floated in the void like sharp ice crystals, occasionally the remains of fallen ancestral trees drifted by, their branches charred black and their domains hollow.

Li Mu's clone was surrounded by the chaotic Dao essence, and wherever he passed, the calamity power retreated, and the Dao became silent.

Following the road signs, after about half a day, the view suddenly opened up before us.

The calamity force condensed into a solid, dark crystal wall here, its thickness unknown. In the center of the crystal wall, a narrow crack opened, through which a hazy light shone.

"This is the place."

Li Mu's clone raised his hand and pressed it against the crystal wall, allowing the chaotic Dao rhythm to seep in.

"Click... Crack..." The continuous sound of the tunnel echoed.

The crystal wall shattered, the cracks widened, and a desolate and ancient aura swept over, as if a giant door sealed for hundreds of millions of years had been pushed open.

It presents a void of a 'source sea'.

There were no ruins, no traces of corpses, only a boundless "Source Sea".

The sea surface is solidified like glass, its color chaotic and ever-changing, sometimes rippling with starlight, sometimes sinking into crimson waves, sometimes rising with faint, ghostly light... All kinds of Daoist principles intertwine and settle here, losing their vitality, like insects sealed in amber.

Countless crystalline fragments, some as large as stars and others as small as mustard seeds, float on the surface of the sea, radiating intricate Dao patterns.

"Is this the Sea of ​​Origin of All Paths?"

Li Mu's clone stepped onto the crystal-clear sea, creating shallow ripples beneath his feet.

A fragment suddenly drifted closer, containing lightning-infused Dao patterns, its purity and ferocity far surpassing those of Dao Ancestor Lei Yan. Li Mu reached out and touched it.

With a loud "bang," the fragments exploded, transforming into a bolt of purple lightning that struck down with power comparable to a full-force attack from a peak Dao Integration Realm expert.

Li Mu's clone raised his palm, and with a swirling gray light, crushed the lightning and refined it into his essence.

"If the remaining laws still possess such power, what realm must they have reached in their previous life?"

Li Mu's clone continued forward, and the deeper it went, the denser the fragments became, and the more ancient the Daoist charm became.

Some fragments seal within a withered sun, ready to unleash devastating flames at the touch; others contain a long, transparent river that stirs ripples of time; still others bear the imprint of a ferocious beast, its roars radiating murderous aura...

Li Mu's clones accepted all comers, spreading out chaotic Daoist principles like a net to devour and refine any fragments they touched.

At the original location of the Chaos Dao Tree, the main trunk of the Chaos Dao Tree grew even taller!

Thirty billion feet,…, forty billion feet,….

The myriad realms on the branches expanded wildly, their boundary walls solidifying like Dao gold, within which mountains and rivers evolved on their own, and stars shone with their own light. Tie Tou, Lin Xiaolun, Xue'er, Xiao Jin, and other realm lords all broke through to new realms, their auras soaring to the heavens.

Li Mu sat cross-legged under the tree, the Chaos Dao Fruit above his head already semi-transparent, with myriad Daos flowing and changing within, gradually showing signs of returning to oneness and formlessness.

Li Mu's clone was still in the Origin Sea. Ahead, the fragments gradually thinned out, and a solitary island appeared in the center of the sea.

The island is grayish-white, with nine giant pillars standing on it. The pillars are wrapped with chains, the ends of which disappear into the void, and it is unknown what they bind.

A figure sat cross-legged between the pillars.

The man wore a dark Taoist robe, had long, loose hair, and a blurred face. He exuded no aura whatsoever, causing Li Mu's clone to instinctively stop.

"He who comes is stopped!"

The old man in black robes' voice echoed directly into my mind from the void, ancient and desolate.

Li Mu's clone cupped his hands and said, "Junior Li Mu, I have mistakenly entered this place. May I ask what senior has to say..."

"This place is the place where all paths return to stillness." The black-robed ancestor indifferently reminded, "Those who fail to transform into the Dao, their Dao Ancestors fall, their Dao Source collapses, and their residual essence flows back here, condensing into the Source Sea. The fragments you just swallowed are all the remains of the laws of fallen Dao Transformation cultivators."

Li Mu was startled.

The remains of a fallen Dao cultivator? No wonder the Dao aura is so pure and powerful.

"This junior cultivates the Great Dao of Chaos, and wishes to glimpse the gate to the Dao of Transformation." Li Mu went straight to the point, indicating, "The fragments of laws here are of great use to me."

The old man in black robes looked up at Li Mu. His face was blurred, but his eyes were clear. His eyes were devoid of joy or sorrow, filled with vicissitudes and desolation.

"To achieve the Dao through the Great Dao of Chaos is indeed rare!" The black-robed elder stared at Li Mu and asked with a smile, "Do you know why so many who attempt to transform into the Dao perish?"

"Please give me some advice, senior."

"Transforming into the Dao means transforming one's own Dao and merging with the source of all Daos." The old man in black robes gestured and said, "However, all Daos have masters. Deep in the Source Sea, a 'former master' slumbers. Any living being that attempts to transform into the Dao and ascend to the top will be devoured by him."

Li Mu's gaze sharpened: "Former master?"

"This vast land originally had its master." The old man in black robes pointed to the deepest part of the Origin Sea and said, "At the beginning of the ancient calamity, it had already transformed into myriad paths and was sleeping at the bottom of the Origin Sea. The so-called transformation into the Dao in later generations is nothing more than stealing power in His dream. When He wakes up... that is when the Dao collapses."

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep heartbeat came from the depths of the Source Sea.

With a "thump",
The entire crystal-clear sea suddenly boiled, and countless fragments trembled and sank into the sea, their source energy rapidly dissipating.

Li Mu's clone was surrounded by a violent gray light, showing signs of disintegration.

The old man in black robes sighed softly, "He has already sensed your chaotic Dao... This Dao is special and most likely to awaken Him. Retreat quickly, before He is fully awake.

Li Mu steadied himself and looked toward the source of the heartbeat.

Li Mu opened his eyes at the original location of the Chaos Dao Tree.

“The old master is asleep… All paths have a master…” Li Mu murmured softly, his eyes filled with chaotic starlight as he commanded, “Then I will refine this old master and use his primordial body to forge the foundation of my Dao transformation.”

Li Mu's chaotic clone advanced instead of retreating, transforming into a gray rainbow that shot straight into the depths of the Origin Sea!

Upon seeing this, the black-robed patriarch was taken aback, then shook his head: "Foolish child..."

Before the words were finished, deep within the Origin Sea, a pair of giant eyes suddenly opened, their pupils reflecting countless rays.

"You ants... how dare you disturb my peaceful dreams?"

A powerful Daoist voice swept across the land, causing the entire Origin Sea to surge back and transform into a gigantic, sky-covering hand that slammed down upon Li Mu's clone! (End of Chapter)