Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

The Lord of Heavenly Eclipse stood atop the ruins of the Dao Palace, his gray-white eyes dim as a candle about to go out, and the time scale around him flickered erratically, dimming a little more with each movement.

"Fellow Daoists," the Heavenly Eclipse Dao Master said, bowing to the three and pleading for their help, "The Demon Mother has retreated, but the Demon Tree is deeply rooted in the Sea of ​​Time. If it is not uprooted, the consequences will be endless. My own source is exhausted, and I am powerless to do anything. I earnestly request that the three of you take action to suppress the Demon Mother and eradicate the Demon Tree!"

The Lord of Purple Extremes' purple eyes flickered as he gazed silently toward the direction where the eerie white light had vanished deep within the Sea of ​​Time.

The Netherworld Dao Master's death aura surged, and his eerie green eyes darted about, lost in thought.

The Daoist Master of the Primordial Beginning was surrounded by the Daoist aura of cause and effect. His chaotic eyes looked at the Daoist Master of Heavenly Eclipse, and then at Ziji and Yousha.

"Fellow Daoist Tian Shi is seriously injured and needs protection!" The Primordial Daoist Master looked at the two masters and said in a deep voice, "I will stay and stabilize the foundation of the Dao Palace for Tian Shi. Fellow Daoists Zi Ji and You Sha, lead the army to pursue the Ghost Mother and uproot the Ghost Tree. What do you think?"

The Lord of Purple Extremes narrowed his purple eyes and looked at the Lord of Primordial Dao.

The Primordial Dao Master said calmly, “Fellow Daoist Ziji, your Zixiao Dao soldiers are unparalleled in attack, and Fellow Daoist Yousha’s cold and deathly aura is effective against the demonic path. If the two of you join forces, the Demonic Mother will surely be defeated. My Dao of Cause and Effect is good at defense but not offense. Staying here to protect the Heavenly Eclipse is just what I need!”

The Netherworld Dao Master stared at the Primordial Dao Ancestor and said irritably, "Primordial, you really know how to make arrangements!"

The Primordial Dao Master looked at him and said coldly, "If Fellow Daoist You Sha has any objections, I will go after the Ghost Mother. You stay here to protect Tian Shi!"

The Lord of the Netherworld choked, his deathly aura churning erratically.

The Lord of Purple Extremes waved his hand: "Let's do as Fellow Daoist Tai Chu said. The Purple Cloud and Cold Nether Domains will pursue the Ghost Mother, while Tai Chu will stay behind to protect the Heavenly Eclipse."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Lord of Purple Extremes turned around, purple light soared into the sky, six million Purple Heaven Dao Soldiers advanced in formation, and three hundred thousand ancestral tree roots plunged into the void, crushing towards the depths of the Sea of ​​Time.

The Lord of the Netherworld snorted coldly, and the White Bone Throne soared into the air, followed closely by five million Netherworld soldiers, their deathly aura surging like an inky tide.

The Primordial Dao Lord landed before the Heavenly Eclipse Palace, raised his hand, and the Primordial Qi surged, condensing into a gray-white light wall that enveloped the Heavenly Eclipse Palace.

"Fellow Daoist Tian Shi, rest assured and recover from your injuries."

The Celestial Eclipse Dao Master nodded, sitting cross-legged deep within the Dao Palace. The Time Crystal Core floated before him, its cracked surface slowly absorbing the Primordial Qi, its dim time scales flickering slightly.

Time flows deep into the sea.

The eerie mother stood amidst a patch of withered, eerie trees, her long hair disheveled, sap gushing from her severed arm, a new arm growing more than halfway back, half of her face collapsed, and the eerie white sap slowly healing her wounds.

Sensing the overwhelming purple light and eerie glow behind her, the Ghost Mother's lips curled into a cold smile.

"They've caught up with us!"

The Ghost Mother raised her hand, and a strange white light flickered in her palm, connecting with the aura of the thousands of strange trees on both sides of the Sea of ​​Time.

The withered, eerie tree trunk trembled slightly, and the shriveled eyes of the human-faced fruit rolled, murmuring softly.

"Coming...coming..."

"Eat it...eat it..."

The Demon Mother closed her eyes, unleashing the full power of her demonic arts. The remaining roots of the demonic tree plunged into the depths of the Sea of ​​Time, frantically absorbing the essence of time. Above the river, a demonic white light surged like a tide, and the withered demonic tree slowly revived, its trunk swelling, branches and leaves regenerating, and the human-faced fruit swelling.

The Lord of the Purple Extremes stood in the center of the army, surrounded by nine purple suns. His purple eyes pierced through layers of void and rapidly descended towards the location of the Demon Mother. The Purple Heaven Army transformed into a torrent of purple light that swept across the sky and crushed the Demon Mother.

The Lord of the Netherworld sat on the throne of white bones, his deathly aura surging, his eerie green eyes fixed on the strange white figure.

"You can't escape, Mother of Demons!"

The Demon Mother opened her eyes, her white pupils looking at the purple light and ghostly glow behind her, her smile growing colder.

"Run? When did I ever want to run?"

Before she finished speaking, the evil mother made a hand seal with both hands.

A strange white light exploded.

On both sides of the Sea of ​​Time, ten thousand strange trees trembled in unison, the twisted Dao patterns on their trunks glowed brightly, the human-faced fruits opened their mouths and shrieked, and billions of whispers mixed together into a tide, shaking the void.

"It hurts... it hurts..."

"Become us...become us..."

The roots of the eerie tree were uprooted from the riverbed, the trunk swelled up, the branches and leaves spread wildly, the human-faced fruit swelled up, and the eerie white light merged into one, covering the sky and the earth, making the entire Sea of ​​Time appear as white as bones.

The Demon Mother opened her mouth, and a silent, piercing scream reverberated through the void.

Ten thousand eerie trees screamed in unison, and a strange white light exploded.

With a deafening roar, the ten thousand strange trees simultaneously detonated their source energy.

A strange white light poured down like a tide, instantly enveloping billions of miles of void. Wherever the light passed, the void faded, the laws of nature collapsed, time stood still, and cause and effect were severed.

A raging white tide swept across the land, causing the Purple Cloud Dao Soldiers to scream in agony. Strange patterns appeared on their bodies, their flesh withered, and their essence surged out like a tide. The ancestral tree trunk was covered with cracks, and strange patterns meandered like snakes, frantically devouring the essence of the Purple Cloud Dao Soldiers.

Three hundred thousand ancestral trees of the Purple Cloud Dao Ancestor withered in large numbers, six million Dao soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and the Dao Ancestor who merged with the Dao was overwhelmed with his own problems. Various colors of Dao light surged out, desperately resisting the strange white tide.

The Lengyou army also suffered.

A raging white tide swept across, deathly energy surged, eerie patterns appeared, and the bodies of Dao soldiers withered and their essence drained away. The Bone Throne trembled violently, cracks appeared everywhere, and the countless illusory corpses beneath it shrieked as they were torn apart by the raging white tide.

The Lord of the Netherworld roared, his deathly aura surging like an inky tide as he desperately tried to stabilize the throne of bones.

The Lord of the Purple Extremes stood in the center of the raging tide, surrounded by nine purple suns, their purple light soaring into the sky, as he withstood the monstrous white tide.

However, the white tide was too intense, and cracks appeared on the purple sun Dharma image, its purple light flickering uncertainly.

"You madwoman!"

The Lord of Purple Extremes roared, and the nine purple suns merged into one, transforming into a single purple sun that crashed into the source of the bizarre white tide.

The Demon Mother stood in the center of the raging tide, her long hair flying wildly. Her severed arm had been completely replaced by a new one with long, slender fingers. Her sunken face quickly swelled up, and a strange white fluid gushed out, healing as if it had been unharmed.

The aura of the unorthodox sects was rising steadily.

As the purple sun crashed in, the Demon Mother raised her hand, her white palm meeting the purple sun.

With a deafening roar, the purple sun shattered, its purple light scattering in all directions.

The Demon Mother staggered back three steps, her palm shattering and splattering liquid everywhere. But the shattered liquid rolled back and instantly reformed, restoring her palm to its original state.

The Lord of Purple Extremes' expression changed drastically; his purple eyes darkened, and purple light surged erratically.

The Lord of the Netherworld Dao stabilized the bone throne, which was riddled with cracks and surging with deathly energy. His eerie green eyes were filled with hatred: "Mother of the Ghosts, you're courting death!"

Before he finished speaking, the deathly aura around the Netherworld Lord condensed into a ten-thousand-foot-long black spear, which pierced towards the Ghost Mother.

The Ghost Mother neither dodged nor avoided, her long hair hanging down, and billions of ghostly threads surged out, wrapping around the black spear. The black spear trembled violently, deathly energy exploded, and the ghostly threads shattered inch by inch.

The Demon Mother reached out and caught the black spear, squeezing it tightly until it shattered.

The next moment, the Ghost Mother stepped forward, her figure like a ghost, instantly traversing tens of thousands of miles, and landed opposite Zi Ji and You Sha.

Is this all you've got?

The Lord of Purple Extremes' purple eyes flashed as he looked behind him.

The Zixiao army suffered heavy casualties; more than half of its 300,000 ancestral trees withered, 2 million of its 6 million Dao soldiers were lost, and over 800 Dao Ancestors perished. The Lengyou army also suffered heavy losses; 40% of its 200,000 ancestral trees withered, 1 million of its 5 million Dao soldiers were lost, and over 500 Dao Ancestors perished.

The Demon Mother's attack severely damaged the vitality of both realms.

The Demon Mother formed hand seals, gathering demonic energy around her. Deep within the Sea of ​​Time, the roots of the remaining demonic trees plunged into the riverbed, frantically absorbing the essence of time. Above the river, demonic white light surged like a tide, and new demonic trees burst forth from the water, their trunks pale white, their branches and leaves drooping, and human-faced fruits solidified.

The strange trees grew wildly, ten, a hundred, a thousand.

In the blink of an eye, eerie trees rose up on both sides of the Sea of ​​Time, their pale white forms stretching as far as the eye could see, and the human-faced fruits shrieked and murmured like a tide.

The Lord of the Purple Extremes had cold, purple eyes, and the nine purple suns condensed, their purple light soaring into the sky.

"You Sha, join forces to kill her."

The deathly aura of the Netherworld Lord surged, and the White Bone Throne rose into the air. Beneath the throne, countless illusory corpses converged, and the deathly aura condensed into a ten-thousand-foot-long black spear.

"That is exactly what I was thinking."

The Lord of Purple Extremes took a step forward, and the nine purple suns merged into one, transforming into a blazing purple-black sun that crushed towards the Demon Mother.

The Lord of the Netherworld pierced out with his black spear, and death energy surged like an ink tide. The spear tip was filled with the resentment of billions of corpses, and its shrill cry shook the heavens.

The Demon Mother's expression changed slightly. Her long hair fell down, and countless demonic threads surged forth, weaving into a net to block her way. "Boom!" With a loud bang, the demonic net shattered, and the purple sun, its momentum undiminished, slammed into the Demon Mother's chest.

The demonic mother was forced back thousands of miles, a hole bursting open in her chest, splattering pale white fluid everywhere.

The black spear followed closely behind, piercing the Demon Mother's left shoulder.

With a "poof," the Ghost Mother's left shoulder exploded, her entire arm detached, and fluid gushed out.

The Lord of Purple Extremes relentlessly pursued, his figure as swift as lightning. The nine purple suns reformed and crashed down on the Demon Mother one after another.

The Demon Mother's figure flickered, her demonic threads entwined as she tried to resist. However, the purple sun was too intense; one sun shattered the demonic threads, another shattered the demonic palm, and yet another exploded half of her body.

The Netherworld Lord's death aura surged, and his black spear thrust repeatedly, tearing off chunks of eerie white flesh.

The Demon Mother staggered backward, splattering pale liquid everywhere, her demonic energy being severely depleted.

The remaining roots of the strange tree frantically absorbed the essence of time and poured it into the body of the strange mother. However, the rate of absorption could not keep up with the rate of consumption. The strange tree cracked, the human-faced fruit withered, and one after another, it turned into dust.

The Lord of the Purple Extreme had icy purple eyes, and nine purple sun emanations surrounded his body, pressing closer step by step.

“Mother of Demons, you cannot escape today.”

The demon mother steadied herself, half of her body collapsed, fluid gushed from the severed arm, the new arm grew slowly, and the demon's white eyes dimmed.

The Lord of the Netherworld stood atop the throne of white bones, his deathly aura surging, and grinned maliciously: "My cold, deathly aura is the perfect counter to your treacherous path. Today is the day you perish."

The Demon Mother remained silent, her white eyes gazing into the depths of the void, and she snapped angrily, "Have you seen enough?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the Purple Extreme Dao Master and the Netherworld Fiend Dao Master changed simultaneously, their movements faltered, and their gazes turned towards the direction.

Suddenly, a flash of gray light appeared deep in the void.

A tall, slender figure emerged from the void, wielding a giant chaotic axe. The axe's body was shrouded in a gray mist, swirling with both pure and turbid energies.

Li Mu's figure flashed repeatedly, and in a short while, he appeared beside the Ghost Mother. The gray light of Dao was contained, while the chaotic will spread out, instantly enveloping the entire Sea of ​​Time.

The Lord of Purple Extremes' expression changed drastically.

"Lord of Chaos!"

The Netherworld Dao Master's death aura surged, and his eerie green eyes twitched wildly.

"You! How did you get here!"

Li Mu stood with his axe in hand, his gaze sweeping over the two masters, and greeted them with a smile: "Gentlemen, it's been a long time."

The Lord of Purple Extremes stared intently at Li Mu with his dark purple eyes.

"You and the Demon Mother have truly joined forces."

Li Mu said calmly, "It's just a matter of each taking what they need."

The Netherworld Dao Master, his deathly aura surging, roared, "Why aren't you guarding the Vast Land? Why are you coming to the Sea of ​​Time to die?"

Li Mu looked at the Netherworld Dao Lord and smiled, "The Chaos Vast Land can be defended. But you two, with more than half of your Dao soldiers lost, still have the mind to care about me?"

The Lord of Purple Extremes looked ashen-faced as he gazed behind him.

The Zixiao army suffered heavy casualties; more than half of its 300,000 ancestral trees withered, more than two million of its six million Dao soldiers were lost, and nearly a thousand Dao Ancestors perished. The Lengyou army also suffered heavy losses; forty percent of its 200,000 ancestral trees withered, one million of its five million Dao soldiers were lost, and more than five hundred Dao Ancestors perished.

The combined forces of the two regions suffered heavy losses.

The Ghost Mother stood beside Li Mu, her white eyes looking at Zi Ji and You Sha, and chuckled, "Fellow Daoists, do you still want to fight?"

The Lord of the Purple Extremes' purple eyes flickered, and he remained silent.

The Netherworld Dao Master's death aura surged as he stared at the Ghost Mother, then looked at Li Mu.

"The two of you, one a deviant and the other a chaotic one, what can you do even if you join forces? Even if I and Ziji join forces, we may not lose to you."

Li Mu wielded his axe, the gray light of the Dao flowing around him.

"Then let's give it a try."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Mu's figure vanished.

The next instant, the Chaos Giant Axe tore through the air and struck the Netherworld Dao Lord.

The Netherworld Lord's expression changed drastically. Death energy surged, and countless illusory corpses converged, forming a barrier of death energy in front of him.

The axe flashed and fell.

With a "crack," the barrier shattered, and deathly energy scattered everywhere.

The axe's momentum remained undiminished, slashing into the chest of the Netherworld Dao Master.

The Lord of the Netherworld screamed in agony, flying backwards for tens of thousands of miles. A deep, bloody gash split open in his chest, and death energy surged out like a tide, attempting to repair it. Grayish Dao light clung to the edge of the wound, suppressing it tightly.

The Lord of Purple Extremes' expression changed, and the Nine Purple Sun Dharma Image appeared, crushing towards Li Mu.

The Demon Mother's long hair fell down, and countless demonic threads surged out, wrapping around the purple sun.

The purple sun collided with the eerie silk and exploded with a deafening roar. The eerie silk crumbled inch by inch, the purple sun shattered, and the eerie mother was forced back thousands of miles, with eerie white liquid spilling from the corner of her mouth.

Li Mu turned around and swung his Chaos Giant Axe horizontally, the axe light striking towards the Lord of Purple Extremes.

The Purple Light of the Lord of the Purple Extreme surged, and the nine purple suns merged into one, transforming into a blazing purple-black sun that met the axe light.

"boom!"

The purple sun shattered, its purple rays scattering in all directions.

Li Mu took three steps back, the gray light on the path flickering uncertainly.

The Lord of Purple Extremes retreated a thousand miles, his purple eyes dark and gloomy.

The Lord of the Netherworld steadied himself, the axe wound on his chest churning with deathly energy, flickering with a hazy Dao light, and healing slowly.

"This kid is getting more and more troublesome!" The Lord of Purple Extreme stared at Li Mu, his purple eyes flashing.

"He has refined our very essence," said the Netherworld Dao Master, his voice filled with hatred as death energy surged within him.

The Lord of Purple Extremes remained silent for a moment, then transmitted his thoughts: "Find a way to retreat first!"

The Netherworld Dao Master was taken aback: "Withdraw?"

The Lord of Purple Extremes transmitted his thoughts: "What can we do if we don't retreat? Our Dao soldiers have lost more than half of their strength, the Ghost Mother is still alive, and that brat has arrived again. If we continue to fight, we will both be injured, which will benefit Tai Chu and Tian Shi."

The Netherworld Lord's dark green eyes flickered as he looked at Li Mu's figure standing with his axe in hand, then at the ghostly white face of the Ghost Mother, his face full of resentment.

"I cannot swallow this insult."

The Lord of the Purple Pole transmitted his thoughts: "Whether you can swallow it or not, you have to. Let's split up and retreat. I'll go east, and you go west!"

The Lord of the Netherworld remained silent for a moment, his deathly aura surging, before he reluctantly nodded.

"withdraw."

The Lord of the Purple Extremes transformed into a purple ray and fled swiftly into the void to the east.

The Lord of the Netherworld turned around, his deathly aura surging, and fled into the void to the west.

A cold smile curled at the corner of Li Mu's lips. The chaotic will enveloped the entire Sea of ​​Time, and the fluctuations in the communication between the two masters were extremely subtle, but they could not escape his perception.

"Want to run?"

Li Mu telepathically instructed the Ghost Mother: "Stop them!"

The ghost mother's pale eyes flashed, her long hair fell down, and countless ghostly threads silently seeped into the void, spreading towards the eastern void without a sound.

Li Mu raised his axe, and his figure vanished.

The next instant, the Chaos Giant Axe ripped through the air, hurtling straight at the Netherworld Dao Lord. (End of Chapter)