Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

Li Mu stood on the dragon's head, wielding the Chaos Giant Axe in successive strikes. The axe light tore through the sky, and one by one, the purple sun Dao spirits shattered. However, the nine purple suns of the Purple Extreme Lord spun faster and faster, and the burning purple flames surged out like a tide. The shattered Dao spirits instantly reassembled, and the battle halberd pierced again.

The Lord of the Netherworld roared with nine monstrous dragons, unleashing a raging tide of death energy, and countless illusory corpses relentlessly attacked.

Li Mu swung his axe, shattering three Dao Spirits. His Chaos Treasure Palace devoured the dark light, and the void behind him suddenly brightened. A purple crystal halberd pierced through the air, aiming straight for his back.

Li Mu turned to the side, his halberd grazing his ribs, spraying a mist of gray blood.

Ahead, the Netherworld Dao Lord's pitch-black halberd transformed into a ghostly light, piercing through the Chaos Dao Domain and striking his left shoulder.

Li Mu grunted and flew backwards for thousands of miles.

The Lord of the Purple Extreme took a step forward, and nine purple suns spun in unison. The blazing purple flames condensed into nine fire dragons, their mouths opening to spew out pillars of purple flame light.

With a deafening roar, the gray Dao light exploded, Li Mu's Dao body shattered, and blood mist sprayed out.

The Lord of the Netherworld raised his hand and made a grasping motion. Nine evil dragons roared in unison, and a surge of death energy transformed into nine dark chains that bound Li Mu's limbs and waist.

The chains tightened, and the eerie light corroded flesh and blood. Li Mu's flesh and blood melted away, revealing his stark white bones.

"The Great Dao of Chaos is nothing more than this," the Lord of Purple Extremes said coldly.

The Netherworld Dao Master's eerie green eyes flashed: "Today, you will die."

Li Mu was covered in blood, his gray light flickering, staring intently at the two of them.

At that very moment, deep within the Myriad Origin Sea, the seven Primordial Ancestral Trees trembled simultaneously.

Above the crimson crown of the ancestral tree, the phantom of a golden crow flapped its wings and cried out, while the Heaven-Burning Dao Fire soared into the sky.

Above the canopy of the azure ancestral tree, the phantom of an azure dragon coiled, its roar shaking the heavens, and the vitality of the Yi wood surged forth like a tide.

……

Seven-colored Dao light soared into the sky, transforming into seven long rivers that surged wildly along the Origin Vein Spirit Network and instantly poured into Li Mu's body.

Li Mu's body shone with a brilliant seven-colored light. His shattered body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, his flesh and blood regenerated, his bones mended, his meridians reconnected, and his acupoints reopened. The hazy Dao light surged, surrounded by seven colors, and his aura rose steadily.

The Lord of Purple Extremes' expression changed drastically.

Li Mu reached out and grasped, and the dark chains binding his limbs shattered instantly.

The Lord of the Netherworld let out a muffled groan and retreated a thousand miles.

Li Mu stood in the void, his body surrounded by a hazy, swirling light of the Dao, with seven colors swirling around him. His eyes held a deep, unfathomable vortex of chaotic stars, within which the myriad worlds were born and destroyed, the five elements rotated, yin and yang intertwined, and all the laws of the Dao evolved in an endless cycle.

The Chaos Giant Axe solidified in his palm, its body shrouded in gray, flowing with both pure and turbid energies. The axe blade reflected the scene of creation, and seven-colored Dao patterns surrounded the axe body, exhaling and exhaling seven-colored sharpness.

Li Mu raised his eyes and looked at the Lord of Purple Extreme.

The Lord of Purple Extremes' gaze darkened, and the nine purple suns spun in unison, the blazing purple flames surged, and the nine purple sun Dao spirits roared in unison, sweeping their battle halberds and rushing down towards Li Mu.

Li Mu raised his axe and brought it down, a gray line tearing through the air. The chaotic sharpness on the axe blade surged, transforming into a gray axe light that traversed the void.

As the axe flashed, the nine purple sun Dao spirits were cleaved in two, purple flames scattering everywhere, and the shattered Dao spirits could never be reassembled.

The axe's momentum remained undiminished, slashing straight towards the Lord of Purple Extremes.

The Lord of Purple Extremes' expression changed drastically. He held the Purple Cloud Dao Sword horizontally in front of him, and the nine purple sun phantoms condensed into a barrier.

With a loud clang, the Chaos Axe Light slammed into the Purple Sun Barrier.

In an instant, the nine illusory purple suns trembled, cracks spreading everywhere. The Lord of the Purple Extreme retreated ten thousand miles, spitting out a mouthful of purple-gold blood.

The next moment, Li Mu took a step forward and appeared in front of the Netherworld Dao Master.

The Lord of the Netherworld reacted swiftly, sweeping his jet-black halberd across, its eerie light slashing towards Li Mu's neck.

Instead of retreating, Li Mu advanced, taking the initiative and kicking out, striking the Netherworld Dao Master hard in the chest.

"Boom!" A loud noise.

The Dao Master of the Netherworld shattered, his deathly aura dissipated, and he flew backwards for tens of thousands of miles.

Li Mu pulled his legs back and stood with his hands behind his back.

The Lord of Purple Extremes steadied himself, his purple eyes fixed on Li Mu, his expression extremely ugly.

The Lord of the Netherworld returned, his body shattered by 30%, his ghostly light surging erratically, filled with hatred for Li Mu.

The two leaders exchanged a glance, their eyes darkening. They realized the difficulty of this battle and secretly regretted underestimating their opponent's strength.

Li Mu was surrounded by a hazy, gray light, with seven colors swirling around him. He said indifferently, "In my vast land, you cannot do anything to me? Why not retreat now, and I will forgive your past transgressions!"

Upon hearing this, the Lord of Purple Extremes fell silent, his pupils surging with purple light.

The Netherworld Dao Master's eerie green eyes flickered, and deathly energy surged.

On the battlefield, millions of Dao soldiers were locked in fierce combat. Various colored Dao lights exploded, and shouts of battle shook the void.

Xiao Jin was covered in blood, his crimson-gold battle aura soaring into the sky, and he smashed a Purple Heaven Dao Soldier with a single punch.

Thunder Ancestor's purple lightning surged, and he raised his hand to press down, causing a thunder dragon to soar into the sky and tear apart a piece of Netherworld Dao Soldier.

Xue'er's Taiyin True Eyes swirled between her brows, and moonlight cascaded down like a waterfall, enveloping a group of enemy soldiers.

The ancient Dao Ancestor formed the Gu Zang Seal between his fingers, and the clear light shone down, protecting the remaining Dao soldiers.

The radiance of the Great Heavenly Dao Ancestor flowed, and his divination technique pinpointed the weak points in the enemy formation, transmitting his thoughts to the Dao Ancestors of all realms.

……

The Lord of Purple Extremes glanced at the battlefield, his face ashen. With the support of the Chaos Domain, the Chaos Domain's forces were at their peak, while the Chaos Domain's forces, having traveled a long distance to conquer, were at a disadvantage!

The Lord of Purple Extremes' expression was uncertain; unable to quickly conquer this domain, the battle was turning into a protracted war that was extremely unfavorable to them.

The Lord of the Netherworld transmitted his thoughts: "He has used the source of this vast land to enhance his power; we cannot afford to waste this time."

Without hesitation, the Lord of the Purple Extreme replied telepathically, "We have no choice but to fight it out. If we retreat today, what will happen when they come to kill us in the future? Can you stop them?"

The Lord of the Netherworld remained silent, his sinister expression turning extremely ugly.

The Lord of Purple Extremes continued to transmit his thoughts: "The Great Dao of Chaos is invincible among those of the same level. He is already so troublesome in the early stages of his cultivation. If you give him another ten thousand years, even if you and I join forces, we may not be his match."

The Netherworld Dao Master's eerie green eyes flickered as he hesitated, "Then what do you suggest we do?"

The Lord of the Purple Extremes resolutely said, "We will wear him down today. He is using the origin of the Chaos Vast Land to exhaust the land's foundation. If our two domains join forces, we can afford to wait it out."

The Netherworld Dao Master nodded: "Alright. Let's wear him down."

The two exchanged a glance, their killing intent rising again.

The Lord of Purple Extreme raised his hand in a feint, and the nine purple suns spun in unison, with the blazing purple flames surging forth like a tide. Within the purple flames, the nine purple sun spirits reunited, their bodies growing twice as large, their battle halberds solidifying like crystals, their blades emitting purple light.

The Lord of the Netherworld formed hand seals, and the nine dark, monstrous dragons disintegrated, their deathly aura surging and coalescing into a colossal, ten-thousand-foot-tall dark demon. The demon had three heads and six arms, each head with blurred features, except for a pair of pale white eyes. Each of its six arms held a weapon formed from dark energy—a knife, a sword, a halberd, a spear, a hammer, and a whip. The weapons shimmered with a pale, eerie light, within which countless phantom images of corpses floated.

Li Mu's eyes narrowed, and the chaotic dragon coiled behind him, its body shrouded in gray light, surrounded by seven colors.

"kill!"

The Lord of Purple Extremes uttered a single word, and the nine Purple Sun Dao Spirits roared in unison, sweeping their battle halberds and lunging down at Li Mu. The Lord of Netherworld Dao raised his hand and pressed down, and the Dark Giant Demon swung its six arms simultaneously, slashing with swords, spears, halberds, hammers, and whips, six beams of dark light tearing through the sky, heading straight for Li Mu.

Li Mu raised his axe and brought it down, unleashing a chaotic axe light that tore through the air and slashed towards the nine Dao Spirits.

The axe light collided with the halberd, exploding in crimson and gray. The nine Dao spirits retreated simultaneously, and the halberd was covered in cracks. However, after three breaths, the cracks healed, the halberd solidified, and it pounced again.

The dark troll swung its six arms in unison, its blades slashing at the back of Li Mu's neck, its swords thrusting towards his heart, its halberd sweeping towards his waist and abdomen, its spear aimed at his brow, its hammer smashing towards his head, and its whip wrapping around his legs.

Li Mu unleashed his Chaotic Dao Domain, a hazy, gray light protecting his body. Six beams of dark light collided with the Dao Domain, hissing and crackling, causing the domain to tremble violently and develop fissures.

Li Mu snorted coldly, and the Chaos Treasure Palace opened wide, with the power of devouring surging wildly. Six dark lights, like a long river flowing backward, entered the palace gate.

The three heads of the dark troll roared in unison, its pale eyes gleaming brightly. It swung its six arms again, and six beams of ghostly light converged once more before slashing down once more.

The Lord of Purple Extreme formed hand seals, and nine purple suns suddenly shone brightly. The blazing purple flames surged, and the nine purple sun Dao spirits grew even larger. Their battle halberds swept across, and purple flames surged like a tide.

Li Mu swung his axe to meet the attack, the axe light splitting the sky and shattering the three Dao spirits. However, the Dao spirits instantly reassembled, and the battle halberd thrust again.

The chaotic dragon roared to the sky, its tail sweeping across and smashing two Dao spirits. Its claws tore down and crushed one of them, but the Dao spirits reassembled endlessly.

The dark troll swung its six arms in unison, wielding swords, spears, halberds, hammers, and whips, unleashing waves of ghostly light.

Li Mu's body was enveloped in a surge of gray Dao light, his Chaos Dao Domain as stable as a mountain. He unleashed a series of slashes with his Chaos Giant Axe, while the Chaos Giant Dragon roared and tore at him as he fiercely fought against the two masters.

On the battlefield, millions of soldiers were locked in fierce combat.

Xue'er's Taiyin True Eye spun between her brows, and moonlight cascaded down like a waterfall, enveloping a group of Zixiao Dao soldiers. Wherever the moonlight passed, the Zixiao Dao soldiers stiffened, their Dao energy solidifying. Xiao Jin leaped up, unleashing a barrage of crimson-gold battle fists, each punch killing one, leaving corpses floating in the air.

Lei Yan Daozu raised his hand and pressed down, causing the purple liquid in the Thunder Pool to boil, and billions of lightning threads poured down like a torrential rain. Wherever the purple lightning passed, the Netherworld Dao soldiers were burned to ashes.

The Dao Ancestor of the Weak Water stepped out of the water, and the Weak Water surged and transformed into nine azure dragons soaring into the sky. The dragon claws tore down, and the death aura of the Netherworld Dao Soldiers dissipated.

With a roar, the phantom of the Fire Ancestral Tree swelled, white flames leaped, and he threw a punch. The white flame fist energy crashed into the Netherworld Dao Soldier Formation, causing the death energy to explode and incinerating all five hundred Dao Soldiers.

The Crimson Phoenix spread its wings for ten thousand feet, unleashing a torrent of golden flames that seemed to burn the heavens. Wherever the golden flames passed, the Purple Heaven Dao Soldiers and the Netherworld Dao Soldiers were reduced to ashes.

The Azure Moon True Dragon swept its tail across, causing the Weak Water to surge backward and the three thousand Netherworld Fiend soldiers to crumble.

With a roar, Xiao Wa's Rock Lizard form shattered the void, its earthen-yellow light soaring into the sky. Its giant claw slammed down, shattering the Purple Heaven Dao Soldier.

The radiance of the Haotian Dao Ancestor flowed, and his divination technique locked onto the core of the Zixiao Grand Array. With a flick of his finger, starlight pierced through the array's heart, causing the array to shatter and three thousand Zixiao Dao soldiers to perish.

Puppet Dao Ancestor - Bright Moon commands an endless army of puppets, launching a suicidal charge towards the armies of the Purple Cloud and Cold Nether Realms.

The Lord of Insect Spirits - Xiaobai, commands countless swarms of insects, densely packed and blotting out the sky.

……

In an instant, Zixiao and Lengyou Dao soldiers suffered heavy casualties, their corpses floating in the void, densely packed and covering the sky.

However, Ziji and Yousha fought to the death and refused to retreat.

The Lord of Purple Extremes transmitted his thoughts: "Keep at it and see how long he can hold out."

The Lord of the Netherworld recalled, "The source of the Vast Earth is limited; he cannot last long."

The two joined forces, and their offensive became even faster.

Nine purple sun spirits roared in unison, their battle halberds sweeping across the battlefield, unleashing a torrent of purple flames. The dark giant demon swung its six arms in unison, wielding swords, spears, halberds, hammers, and whips in a flurry of eerie light.

Li Mu swung his axe to meet the attack, and the chaotic dragon roared and tore at them, fighting fiercely with the two masters.

time flies.

At the border of the Chaotic Vast Land, corpses floated like a sea, and Dao blood condensed into rivers of blood, stretching across the void. The remains of Purple Cloud Dao Soldiers, the fragments of Cold Nether Dao Soldiers, and the remains of Vast Land Dao Soldiers were layered upon layer, covering the sky and the earth.

The Lord of the Purple Extreme stood in the center of the nine purple suns, his purple light dimmed, and his body covered with cracks. After a hundred years of fierce battle, the Burning Heaven Purple Flame had been consumed by seventy percent. The nine purple sun spirits had reunited a thousand times, each reunion depleting their source.

The Lord of the Netherworld sat cross-legged on the shoulder of the dark troll. The troll had three heads and six arms, but two arms were missing. Four of its weapons—sword, halberd, spear, hammer, and whip—were shattered, leaving only the blades of the sword and halberd, their surfaces cracked like a spiderweb. The Lord of the Netherworld's eerie green eyes were dim, and deathly energy surged within them.

Li Mu stood at the head of the Chaos Dragon, his body surrounded by a hazy, ethereal light. After a hundred years of fighting, his Chaos Dao Body had shattered and healed a hundred times, yet his aura had not weakened but rather increased. The roots of the seven Primordial Ancestral Trees were firmly planted in the Chaos Soil, continuously supplying him with his essence.

The Lord of Purple Extremes glanced at the battlefield, his purple eyes dark and gloomy.

The Lord of the Netherworld transmitted his thoughts: "In a hundred years, you and I have exhausted seventy percent of our strength, yet that fellow's aura has not diminished."

"He borrowed the essence of the Seven Trees, but he exhausted the vast earth's resources," the Lord of Purple Extremes replied.

The Lord of You Sha transmitted his thoughts: "Your Zixiao Ancestral Tree has lost 300,000 members, and your Dao Soldiers have lost 7 million members. My Lengyou Ancestral Tree has lost 200,000 members, and my Dao Soldiers have lost 9 million members. If this continues, our foundations will be completely destroyed."

The Lord of Purple Extremes gritted his teeth: "If we retreat now, all our previous efforts will be in vain."

The Netherworld Dao Master's eerie green eyes flashed: "If we don't retreat, will we just wait to be worn down to death?"

The Lord of Purple Extremes looked at Li Mu, his purple eyes flickering uncertainly.

Li Mu stood at the dragon's head and said indifferently, "You two, still want to fight?"

The Lord of Purple Extremes said in a deep voice, "You won't last long."

Li Mu smiled calmly: "A hundred years is nothing. What's wrong with fighting for another hundred years?"

The Netherworld Dao Master sneered, "Stubborn!"

Li Mu raised his hand and grasped it, the Chaos Giant Axe condensing in his palm, its blade shrouded in gray, surrounded by seven colors.

"Then let's continue."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Mu took a step forward, and the chaotic dragon roared as it pounced down on the two masters.

The Lord of Purple Extremes' expression changed. The nine purple suns spun together, and the blazing purple flames surged forth like a tide. The nine purple sun Dao spirits reunited, and the battle halberd swept across the battlefield.

With a deafening roar, the Chaos Axe Light collided with the Purple Flame Halberd, causing a burst of crimson and gray light. The nine Dao Spirits retreated simultaneously, and three of the halberds shattered.

The ghostly sword slashed towards Li Mu's back, and the Chaotic Dao Domain unfolded, the ghostly light colliding with the Dao Domain.
Li Mu turned around and swung his axe, the axe light splitting the sky, shattering the blades of the sword and cleaving off both arms of the Dark Giant Demon.

The Lord of the Netherworld groaned and flew backwards for thousands of miles.

Taking advantage of the situation, the Lord of Purple Extremes suddenly shone brightly with nine purple suns, and the burning purple flames condensed into a purple-gold pillar of light, which directly bombarded Li Mu.

Li Mu neither dodged nor avoided; the Chaos Treasure Palace opened wide, engulfing the purple-gold pillar of light.

The Netherworld Dao Lord formed hand seals, causing the Dark Giant Demon to shatter and its deathly aura to surge, transforming into nine dark, monstrous dragons. These nine dragons roared in unison and pounced towards Li Mu. Following the dragons, the Netherworld Dao Lord's true form transformed into a beam of dark light, circling around Li Mu's flank.

The Lord of Purple Extremes took a step forward, and the nine purple suns spun simultaneously, the blazing purple flames surged, and the nine purple sun Dao spirits grew in size, sweeping their battle halberds, the purple flames surging like a tide. Taking advantage of the chaos, the Lord of Purple Extremes' true form escaped into the void, speeding towards the Myriad Dao Source Sea.

Li Mu's eyes narrowed, and the chaotic dragon roared, its claws tearing apart the three monstrous dragons. The Netherworld Dao Lord's true form emerged from the flank, his jet-black halberd aimed straight for Li Mu's throat.

Li Mu swung his axe to block, but the Netherworld Dao Lord sneered. His long spear shattered and transformed into countless dark rays that bound Li Mu's limbs.

"I've got you hooked."

Li Mu snorted coldly, and the chaotic Dao Yuan surged wildly, causing the dark light to shatter inch by inch.

The Lord of the Netherworld Dao retreated a thousand miles, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. (End of Chapter)