Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

Zixiao Dao Palace.

The Lord of the Purple Extreme sat cross-legged on the Dao Platform, the Dao Sword embryo in the Purple Gold Cauldron in front of him trembled slightly, and the nine purple sun patterns on the sword body shone brightly.

The Lord of Purple Extremes's expression suddenly darkened, and he angrily rebuked, "Chi Hong also failed! A bunch of useless trash!"

"What exactly is hidden in that vast land?" The Lord of the Purple Extremes stood up and paced the platform, puzzled. "Chi Hai has been captured, and Chi Hong and the other three have gone missing. That Lord Fang is only at the initial stage of the Transformation Realm. Why is this happening?"

The steward asked cautiously, "Dao Master, could there be external interference?"

“It doesn’t seem like it.” The Lord of Purple Extremes shook his head: “That old ghost Leng You wouldn’t make a move easily, and Chi Huang is too far away. It must be a trap set up by that kid himself.”

The steward Dao Ancestor said urgently, "Dao Master, the ten-thousand-year agreement still has two thousand seven hundred years left. If we allow it to continue to grow stronger!"

"I know." The Lord of Purple Extremes raised his hand to interrupt, his gaze falling on the Dao Sword embryo in the Purple Gold Cauldron, and said angrily, "But this Dao Sword is still a thousand years short of perfection. If we act now, all our previous efforts will be in vain."

The Daoist Master, who was in charge, dared not speak further.

The Lord of Purple Extremes pondered for a moment, his purple eyes narrowing slightly: "It's time to make a move on that old ghost Leng You."

The Dao Ancestor in charge was taken aback: "Does the Dao Lord mean to join forces with Leng You?"

"Join forces?" The Lord of Purple Extremes sneered, "That old ghost is shrewder than anyone else. He won't join forces, but he'll definitely be happy to take advantage of the chaos."

The Dao Ancestor in charge suddenly realized: "Does the Dao Master want Leng You to go and scout ahead first?"

The Lord of Purple Extremes raised his hand, and a purple light condensed, transforming into a purple crystal letter. Purple Extreme Dao patterns flowed on the letter, and the words "Sharing the Chaotic Vast Land, each taking what they need" were engraved inside.

"Send a secret envoy to Leng You." The Lord of Ziji handed the letter to the steward Dao Ancestor and said, "Tell him that I am willing to share that vast land with Leng You. Leng You will take the north, and Zixiao will take the south, and we will not interfere with each other."

The Dao Ancestor, the steward, took the letter and hesitated, asking, "Dao Master, will the Lord of Cold Nether believe it?"

"Whether you believe it or not is not important," the Lord of Purple Extremes said coldly. "What is important is that old ghost will definitely make a move. As long as he sends someone to investigate, he can test the strength of that kid."

The steward bowed and said, "Your subordinate will make the arrangements immediately."

After the Dao Ancestor withdrew, the Lord of Purple Extremes turned to look at the Dao Sword embryo in the Purple Gold Cauldron, his purple eyes deep: "Two thousand seven hundred years is enough for you to reach your full potential. At that time, whether it is that brat or the old ghost Leng You, I will deal with them both."

……

The desolate and vast realm.

The void was dark and gloomy, filled with the surging aura of death.

The Cold Netherworld Palace sits in the center of the Dead Sea. Its walls are as black as ink, engraved with countless Netherworld Dao patterns, the lines winding like snakes, flowing with a pale, eerie light. Around the palace, billions of Netherworld beings slumber, their aura chilling as a prison.

Deep within the Dao Palace, the Lord of the Netherworld sat cross-legged atop the Nether Pool, his body shrouded in deathly aura, his face blurred, with only a pair of eerie green eyes coldly gazing down.

Below, the Zixiao envoy knelt on the ground, holding the amethyst letter in both hands, and respectfully said: "Senior You Sha, the Ziji Dao Master sent me with a personal letter, wishing to share a piece of primordial land with Leng You."

The Lord of the Netherworld raised his hand and the amethyst letter fell into his palm. He probed into it with his divine sense and read its contents.

A moment later, the Lord of the Netherworld sneered, and the letter turned into dust.

"Sharing the vast land?" The Netherworld Dao Master's dark green eyes flickered as he guessed, "That old thing doesn't dare to make a move himself, does he want me to go and test the waters?"

The Zixiao envoy lowered his head and remained silent, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

The Lord of You Sha stared at the envoy and said coldly, "Go back and tell Zi Ji that Leng You doesn't care about his charity. I will take that vast land myself."

The envoy trembled and said respectfully, "This junior will certainly deliver it."

After the secret envoy left, the Lord of the Netherworld sat cross-legged on the dark pool, his dark green eyes gazing into the depths of the void, his gaze flickering uncertainly.

After a long while, the Lord of the Netherworld spoke up and called out, "Someone come here."

The void cracked open, and a dark, ethereal figure appeared, kneeling on the ground: "Dao Master."

"Order the three Dao Ancestors, Youming, Youjue, and Youtu, to assemble their elite forces." Dao Lord Yousha looked at his subordinates and ordered, "Go to the Southern Region and investigate!"

“Ziji wants to use me to explore the way, so I will grant his wish.” The Netherworld Daoist said coldly, “However, exploring the way is one thing, but if there are really good things in that vast land, I don’t mind taking them first.”

The shadowy figure bowed: "As you command."

The dark, illusory figure receded, and the Netherworld Dao Master gazed into the depths of the void, his eerie green eyes flashing: "It's quite interesting that it can make that old bastard Ziji wary!"

……

The void surged with chaotic currents, while the boundaries of the primordial chaos remained silent.

Three shadowy figures arrived silently, followed by a dense swarm of Netherworld Soldiers, exuding a chilling aura that blotted out the sky.

The Netherworld Ancestor stood in the western void, his body surrounded by a flowing, eerie light. His face was blurred, with only a pair of pale white eyes remaining, coldly gazing at the boundary of the vast land below.

"Let's split up." Youming telepathically told the two: "Youjue will attack the South Pole, Youtu will launch a feigned attack from the front, and I will take the West Pole."

Youjue nodded, and his figure vanished.

You Tu raised his hand and waved it, and fifty thousand You Sha Dao soldiers lined up in formation. Death energy condensed into a dark sea of ​​clouds, pressing down on Hao Tu head-on.

Western border.

Xiao Jin led three thousand war apes on patrol, the Golden Mystic Mirror between his brows swirling, reflecting across ten thousand miles of void.

The mirror suddenly flashed, and a dark, ethereal figure appeared, hidden deep within the turbulent currents, silently creeping towards the border.

Little Golden's pupils contracted.

"Prepare for war!"

Three thousand war apes halted in unison, their crimson-gold battle aura soaring into the sky, and the battle formation began to operate.

Xiao Jin stared at the illusory image on the mirror and said coldly, "Sneaking around like that, get out here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Jin raised his hand and pointed, and the Golden Profound Mirror shot out a beam of golden light, which slashed straight into the depths of the turbulent current.

With a deafening roar, golden light exploded, turbulent currents surged back, and the Netherworld Dao Ancestor stepped out from the void, his body shimmering with eerie light. His pale eyes stared at Little Gold, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"You mere peak Dao Integration Realm cultivator dares to block my way?"

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor formed hand seals, and the Netherworld Dao Domain suddenly unfolded, unleashing a torrent of deathly energy that was chilling to the bone. Wherever it passed, the void corroded and the turbulent currents solidified.

Xiao Jin grunted, his crimson-gold battle aura soaring into the sky. The three thousand battle apes roared in unison, the battle formation activated, and crimson-gold Dao light intertwined to form a barrier in front of them.

With a deafening roar, the red and gray hues exploded, and Xiao Jin was thrown back a hundred miles, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Is that all you've got?" The Netherworld Dao Ancestor sneered, his large hand making a grasping motion, and a pale white giant claw condensed from the dark light, which he fiercely slashed down at the battle formation.

Xiao Jin shouted, and the Golden Mystic Mirror between his eyebrows shone brightly, shooting out a beam of golden light that slashed directly at the giant claw.

With a deafening clang, the sound of metal clashing reverberated through the void as the giant claw shattered into three parts, its golden light exploding.

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor's eyes turned cold, and the Netherworld Dao Domain shrank abruptly, with death energy condensing into countless dark rays that poured down like a torrential rain.

Xiao Jin's expression changed drastically. His crimson-gold battle aura surged wildly, and the three thousand battle apes behind him roared angrily in unison. The battle formation's Dao light surged, blocking in front of him.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!..."

A ghostly light pierced the barrier, causing the war ape soldiers to stagger backward, spraying blood mist. More than thirty war apes perished on the spot, their corpses floating in the void.

Xiao Jin's eyes turned bloodshot. He roared, and his crimson-gold battle aura surged by 30%. His body transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-tall golden ape, and he punched the Netherworld Dao Ancestor.

The Netherworld Ancestor neither dodged nor evaded; with a casual gesture, the ghostly light instantly condensed into a giant shield, blocking in front of him.

With a deafening roar, the fist and shield collided, the red and gray colors exploded, and the void collapsed for thousands of miles.

The giant shield was riddled with cracks, the golden ape's fist shattered, and golden blood splattered. The Netherworld Dao Ancestor sneered, and his Netherworld Dao Domain, layer upon layer, enveloped the golden ape.

Little Golden roared, its crimson-gold battle aura surging forth in a fierce battle against the deathly aura. Within the deathly aura, a ghostly light condensed into chains, binding the golden ape's right arm. The chains tightened, the ghostly light corroding flesh and blood, melting away the flesh and blood of the golden ape's right arm to reveal stark white bones.

Xiao Jin groaned in pain and slammed out his left fist, smashing the chains.

The next moment, three more chains of eerie light wrapped around it, binding its left arm, legs, and waist. Little Gold struggled and twisted, but the chains tightened more and more, the eerie light corroding its flesh and blood, and golden blood dripped continuously.

Seeing this, the three thousand war apes roared in unison, and the battle formation's Dao light surged, transforming into a pillar of crimson gold that blasted towards the Netherworld Dao Ancestor.

The Netherworld Ancestor raised his hand and made a grasping motion. The dark light condensed into a giant hand, which grabbed the pillar of light and squeezed it tightly.

"Crack!"

The pillar of light shattered, scattering fragments of crimson gold.

The warrior apes all coughed up blood, and more than three hundred warrior apes died on the spot, their corpses floating in the air.

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor stood with his hands behind his back, his pale eyes looking down at Little Gold: "His bones are really hard, but unfortunately useless!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Netherworld Dao Ancestor raised his hand and pressed down, causing the Netherworld Dao Domain to shrink abruptly. The death energy condensed into a dark cage, completely enveloping Xiao Jin and the remaining battle apes.

Within the cage, deathly energy surged like a tide, corroding flesh and dissolving Dao essence.

Xiao Jin was covered in blood and gore, his crimson-gold battle aura dimmed. He stared intently at the Netherworld Dao Ancestor and gritted his teeth, saying, "I'll drag you down with me even if I die!"

As if he had heard a joke, the Netherworld Dao Ancestor sneered: "Pull me down with you? You think you're worthy?"

Before he finished speaking, the Netherworld Dao Ancestor raised his hand and made a grasping motion. The dark light condensed into a hundred-foot-long dark blade, which he then slashed down at Little Golden's head.

Just as the blade was only three zhang away from Xiao Jin's head, the void suddenly brightened.

A cyan dragon shadow tore through the air and arrived, its roar shaking the heavens and its might like a prison. Countless weak waters surged into a sea, sweeping across the entire void.

With a deafening roar, the azure dragon's tail swept across, carrying the immense force of the Weak Water, and slammed fiercely into the hundred-foot-long Dark Blade.

The blade trembled violently, cracks appeared everywhere, and in the next instant, it shattered into countless fragments of ghostly light with a "crack".

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor grunted and retreated a hundred miles, his pale pupils constricted as he stared at the azure dragon shadow.

The dragon's shadow dissipated, and a majestic and imposing young man emerged from the water, landing before Xiao Jin. He was clad in azure scale armor, with the Weak Water around him surging like a tide. His dragon eyes held awe, reflecting the scene of ten thousand waters rushing about. His aura was as solid as a mountain, clearly indicating that he had reached the peak of the Dao Integration stage, only a step away from the Dao Transformation stage.

"You messed with my brother, did you even ask me?"

The Azure Moon True Dragon's voice was like a booming bell, and the raging tide of the Weak Water swept in all directions, protecting the remaining warrior ape tribesmen.

Xiao Jin was covered in blood, his crimson-gold battle aura dimmed. He grinned, revealing his blood-stained white teeth: "You arrived just in time! Any later and my head would be gone."

Qingyue Zhenlong didn't even turn his head, and said calmly, "He won't die."

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor steadied himself, his pale eyes fixed on the Azure Moon True Dragon, his ghostly light surging like a tide: "Another one coming to die!"

Azure Moon True Dragon's eyes were icy cold, and the Weak Water around its body surged even faster: "Trying to die? Try it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Azure Moon True Dragon took a step forward.

The raging torrent of the Weak Water surged like the Milky Way turned upside down, with billions of water dragons soaring into the sky, their roars shaking the heavens, as they poured down towards the Netherworld Ancestor.

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor formed hand seals, and the Netherworld Domain suddenly unfolded, with a surge of death energy that transformed into a giant, dark shield in front of him.

The Weak Water collided with the Dark Shield, causing the blue and black colors to explode and the void to collapse for thousands of miles.

The shield was riddled with cracks, and the raging tide of the Weak Water kept crashing against it, layer upon layer, each strike carrying the power of ten thousand waters, heavy as a mountain.

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor's expression changed slightly, and his Netherworld Dao Yuan surged wildly to stabilize the Netherworld Shield.

"You've got some skill!"

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor snorted coldly, his hands forming a series of hand seals.

The Netherworld Domain shrank abruptly, and death energy condensed into countless dark rays, pouring down like a torrential rain, piercing through the raging tide of the Weak Water, and heading straight for the Azure Moon True Dragon.

The Azure Moon Dragon neither dodged nor avoided, but raised its hand and pressed down lightly.

The raging tide of the Weak Water surged upwards, condensing into a water curtain in front of him. The water curtain shimmered with a blue light, and dragon scale patterns were faintly visible within it.

"Chichichi..."

The ghostly light collided with the water curtain and shattered completely. The surging water swept up the fragments of the ghostly light, dissolving them layer by layer.

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor's eyes darkened, and he formed hand seals, causing the Netherworld Dao Domain to change once again.

The deathly aura surged and boiled, condensing into nine dark and malevolent dragons. The dragons were surrounded by chilling deathly aura, and with their mouths open, they spewed out ghostly flames and pounced on the Azure Moon True Dragon.

Azure Moon True Dragon's eyes narrowed, and he formed hand seals.

The raging tide of the Weak Water suddenly surged, its waves towering high, transforming into nine azure dragons that soared into the sky, their scales emerald green and their eyes filled with majesty, as they faced the nine wicked dragons.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The Azure Dragon and the Evil Dragon collided in the void, causing the azure and black Dao light to explode, the void to collapse, and the turbulent currents to surge backward.

Nine azure dragons tore at each other with their claws and swept their tails, while the power of the Weak Water surged like a tide, suppressing the dark and wicked dragon layer by layer. The wicked dragon's body surged with death energy and spewed ghostly flames as it fiercely fought with the azure dragons.

Three breaths later, the evil dragon was torn apart by the Azure Dragon, and its death aura dissipated.

Five breaths later, two more evil dragons shattered.

Ten breaths later, all nine evil dragons were annihilated, and the Azure Dragon soared into the sky, its roar shaking the heavens.

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor's face was gloomy, and his Netherworld Dao Yuan surged wildly as he tried to stabilize his turbulent blood and qi.

Azure Moon True Dragon stood with its hands behind its back, its body surrounded by surging weak water, its icy dragon eyes looking down at the Netherworld Dao Ancestor: "Is that all you've got?"

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor's pale eyes surged with murderous intent, and a dark light churned like a tide.

"court death!"

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor roared, forming hand seals. His Netherworld Dao Domain shrank to a thousand feet around him, and the death energy solidified into a dark spear that hovered in front of him.

The spear was eighteen feet long, its shaft engraved with countless eerie Dao patterns, the patterns winding like snakes, flowing with a pale, eerie light, the spear tip emitting a ghostly glow, the void itself seemed to solidify.

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor uttered a single word, and his spear shot out from the sky, transforming into a beam of dark light that instantly pierced through the void, aiming straight for the Azure Moon True Dragon's brow.

Wherever the spear passed, the void collapsed, death surged, and turbulent currents reversed.

Azure Moon Dragon's eyes narrowed, and he formed hand seals. The raging tide of Weak Water surged upwards, condensing into nine layers of water curtains in front of him. Each layer of water curtain was filled with the illusory image of an Azure Dragon, accompanied by bursts of dragon roars.

The spear pierced through the first layer of water curtain, causing the water curtain to collapse and the illusory image of the Azure Dragon to dissipate.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The second layer, the third layer, the fourth layer... the spear cut through eight layers of water curtains with unstoppable force, its body gleaming with a dark light, and deathly energy surging like a tide.

Before the ninth layer of water curtain, the Azure Moon True Dragon clasped his hands together, and the Weak Water surged suddenly, with billions of water dragons converging to form a ten-thousand-foot-tall Azure Dragon Dharma Image. Its dragon scales were emerald green, its eyes were like lightning, and its mouth opened to spew out a beam of azure light.

The azure light collided with the black spear, causing the azure and black colors to explode, and the void collapsed for millions of miles.

The Azure Moon True Dragon withdrew its Dharma form, the Weak Water around it surging as usual, its dragon eyes as cold as ice, and said in a cold voice: "That's it?"

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor's pale eyes were fixed on the Azure Moon True Dragon, his body swirling with eerie light, exuding a chilling killing intent. (End of Chapter)