Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

"Om-!"

Space groaned under the unbearable pressure as the absolute weight of some kind of "being" descended upon them! The nine great demon saints felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, their demonic power suddenly sluggish, as if even their thoughts were being frozen by the eerie whiteness deep within the vortex.

Li Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the chaotic energy around him flowed naturally, isolating him from the invisible pressure, yet his clothes moved without wind.

At the center of the vortex, a point of pure, eerie white slowly emerged.

It strips away all color, temperature, and meaning; it is absolute nothingness, rapidly expanding, like a claw yet not a claw, like a touch yet not a touch, its form shifting between existence and non-existence. Wherever it passes, starlight extinguishes, and space itself loses its "thickness," transforming into a thin sheet of paper crumpled by an invisible force.

The Golden Roc Great Sage's pupils shrank sharply, and he shouted, "Retreat!"

The nine demonic figures retreated simultaneously, their demonic power surging to protect them!
The Nine-Tailed Great Sage conjured layers of illusory realms in an attempt to isolate himself from the invisible erosion, but the illusory realms silently dissolved when they touched the edge of that "eerie white" area!
The lava on the surface of the Red Hou Great Sage instantly cooled and solidified, making cracking sounds; the purple lightning leaping around the Purple Dragon Great Sage dimmed abruptly, like a spark being extinguished!
……

That "thing" seemed to pay no attention to the nine demon saints. Its ever-changing front slowly, yet with an irreversible trajectory, locked onto Li Mu.

"Target locked, eliminate..."

A cold, empty thought resonated deep within the souls of all beings, devoid of any emotion, containing only the purest "nothingness".

At the tip of the eerie white, a more condensed "eerie white" began to coalesce. There was no light, no fluctuation; it was simply that the very "existence" of that area was being completely negated and extracted!
Li Mu raised his fingertip and a chaotic vortex silently appeared, spinning endlessly, seemingly containing the primordial power of the beginning of creation. He simply watched the condensed "strange white" point calmly.

"Stop it!"

The Golden Roc Great Sage roared, his wings flapped violently, and thousands of sharp golden feathers that tore through the void converged into a torrent, carrying the laws of destruction, and slammed fiercely into the writhing, eerie white body!
The other Great Sages of the Demon Race also knew the danger and held nothing back! The Nine Heavens Great Sage shook his nine tails, and countless illusory blades sliced ​​through space; the Red Hou Great Sage's lava fist incinerated the void; the Xuanwu Great Sage's giant shield crashed down like a mountain; the Purple Dragon Great Sage summoned the divine thunder of the Nine Heavens... Eight terrifying attacks that shook the galaxy followed closely behind the Golden Roc Great Sage, instantly engulfing the space between the writhing white monster and Li Mu!
The raging energy turbulence tore everything apart, the laws wailed and shattered, and the combined attack of the nine Great Saints was enough to destroy stars!
However, the writhing, eerie white patch only paused slightly.

The destructive torrent that surged toward it vanished silently the instant it touched the edge of the eerie white expanse, like a stream flowing into a bottomless abyss! There was no collision, no explosion, as if it had never existed! Not even a ripple was stirred.

The combined attack of the Nine Saints was like a clay ox sinking into the sea!

"What?!" For the first time, disbelief and horror appeared in the sharp eyes of the Golden Roc Great Sage.

Just as the Nine Saints' offensive was "swallowed up," the "point" that had condensed at the tip of the eerie white object moved.

Silent and still, without light or shadow.

Ignoring the distance in space, it appeared directly in front of Li Mu and gently "touched" against the chaotic vortex spinning at Li Mu's fingertips.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment. Space took on a strange, twisted pattern, like glass about to shatter after being struck hard.

The chaotic vortex at Li Mu's fingertips suddenly accelerated to its extreme, the hazy gray air surging wildly, engaging in the most fundamental annihilation and confrontation with that absolutely eerie white point! At the point of contact, the light completely disappeared, the laws were completely shattered and reshaped, forming a miniature, all-consuming chaotic origin!

The eerie white and the chaotic gray intertwined fiercely and annihilated each other at that origin!
The nine demon saints held their breath, staring intently at the point of silent confrontation. They could sense that a terrifying collision, beyond their comprehension and touching the very origin of the world, was taking place there, and the spacetime foundation of that region was collapsing.

The very laws of heaven and earth seemed to have been stripped of their foundation, space shattered like a mirror, crumbling inch by inch. Time lost its meaning at that point; past, present, and future blurred and overlapped, turning into a chaotic quagmire.

The eerie white lightning and the chaotic vortex tore at each other, devouring one another while reshaping themselves. Each imperceptible advance was a negation and redefinition of existence itself.

Li Mu stood at the center of the storm, his expression calm, his gaze deep and unfathomable. His Chaotic Dao Body operated naturally, and a hazy current of energy surged from within him, continuously flowing into the swirling vortex.

“Anomaly… Primordial interference…Clear.” The “intention” of the Ghost Clan Envoy resurfaced.

The white dot suddenly expanded, no longer a tiny speck, but an invisible "hole" that opened above reality, intending to encompass everything within it and return it to nothingness.

Li Mu moved, taking a step forward. His Chaotic Dao Domain suddenly expanded, transforming into a giant vortex of countless fragments of laws, which crashed into the eerie white hole.

Within the vortex, one can vaguely see mountains and rivers turning upside down, stars rising and falling, as if a universe in the process of being created is crashing head-on into the "nothingness" that intends to erase everything.

The nine demon saints felt a violent tremor in their souls, their consciousness almost forcibly ripped from their bodies. They were horrified to discover that their very existence had been shaken in that instant, as if they might be completely erased from this world at any moment.

However, Li Mu and that strange white being had completely transcended the conventional battlefield. They were clashing at the level of laws, reshaping cause and effect outside of reality.

The strange white form constantly shifted its shape, sometimes a blade, sometimes a net, sometimes a cocoon, attempting to envelop, strangle, and devour the power of chaos. But chaos remained constant, flowing endlessly, encompassing all things, neutralizing all attacks, and then calmly retaliating.

Gradually, cracks began to appear on the white surface.

It's not that it's broken, but rather that its "existence" is unstable.

It seemed to be encountering a force that could not be completely erased for the first time, instinctively emitting a sharp, piercing vibration, as if notifying the existence of the supreme being of the Ghost Clan.

Li Mu's eyes turned cold. He raised his left hand slightly, and another ball of chaotic lightning condensed in his palm. The primordial lightning nurtured deep within his chaotic Dao body contained a powerful chaotic will.

Li Mu slowly closed his five fingers.

boom!
Chaotic lightning exploded, transforming into a lightning spear that pierced through the essence of the laws, carrying an unprecedented pressure, and stabbed straight into the core of the strange white!

The eerie white object twisted violently, as if trying to escape, but it was firmly locked in place by the chaotic vortex.

Chaotic lightning pierced through it, and in an instant, a mournful cry never before heard in the world echoed out.

The eerie white crumbled.

The Chaos Thunder detonated some unspeakable rule deep within its core, causing it to change from "existence" to "non-existence," and from "understandable" to "indescribable."

"How can it be!"

For the first time, the will of the Ghost Clan Envoy wavered, a hint of shock and anger appearing in its hollow voice. Its writhing, eerie white body trembled violently, and countless claw-like tentacles shot out wildly from the vortex, each carrying a terrifying power capable of wiping out existence, slashing towards Li Mu!

Li Mu snorted coldly, and suddenly clenched his right palm. The Chaos River instantly reversed, transforming into an ancient giant axe, with the primordial Daoist rhythm of creation flowing on the axe blade.

Li Mu took a step forward, and the starry sky beneath his feet collapsed. His giant axe swept across, and the hazy axe light tore through eternity!

"Crack!"

The attacking, eerie white tentacles snapped off in unison, the chaotic energy corroding the severed ends, preventing the eerie white creature from regenerating for a time. The axe's remaining force continued, slamming down fiercely on the eerie white creature's true form!
"Roar--"

The Ghost Clan Envoy let out a shrill roar, a sound that seemed less like that of a living being and more like the lament of the world's laws being torn apart.

The demonic envoy's body was cleaved open by the axe light, leaving a huge crack. From the crack, a viscous white demonic liquid, seemingly capable of corrupting everything, gushed out. Wherever the liquid passed, even the chaotic energy was eroded and hissed.

"You mere ants from the lower realm dare to harm me!" The Ghost Clan Envoy was completely enraged. His split white body writhed wildly, and the ghost transformed into a gigantic maw that blotted out the sky. The maw was filled with endless nothingness and chaos, and it devoured Li Mu!

Li Mu's gaze was like lightning. The chaotic giant axe in his hand dissipated, replaced by a chaotic treasure palace. The treasure palace was covered with mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars. With a gentle tremor, space solidified and the laws submitted.

The treasure chamber opened, and the giant maw that was about to devour it was immediately frozen in mid-air. The eerie white liquid, as if encountering its natural enemy, boiled and evaporated violently.

Li Mu held the treasure with one hand and made a hand seal with the other. The treasure suddenly enlarged and was aimed at the giant mouth. A terrifying suction force erupted and pulled it back.

"Do not--!"

The Ghost Clan Envoy roared in terror, but he was powerless to resist the pull of the Chaos Treasure Palace. His massive white ghost body was being drawn into it little by little.

It struggled frantically, its tentacles slapping the starry sky, each strike annihilating large swathes of stars, yet it could never break free.

The nine great saints of the demon race had already retreated to a great distance, watching this scene in shock.

The Golden Roc Great Sage's wings trembled slightly as he murmured, "Is this the power of the Great Dao of Chaos?"

"Om-!"

The colossal gates of the Chaos Treasure Palace slammed shut, isolating the inside from the outside. The massive, eerie white body of the Inspector was completely swallowed into the chaotic sea within the palace.

Chaos surged, forming towering waves. The messenger struggled frantically in the viscous gray sea, spewing out eerie white liquid in an attempt to corrupt the space. The gray sea boiled, emitting a hissing sound of erosion.

"town!"

Li Mu activated his will, and from the depths of the Chaos Sea, a giant tree burst forth from the waves! Its trunk twisted and turned like a dragon, and as its branches and leaves swayed, three thousand Dao fruits floated and swirled, exuding the primordial Dao charm—the Chaos Dao Tree!

The roots of the Dao Tree, like living things, sank deep into the Chaos Sea. Its branches stretched out and instantly wrapped around the body of the Daoist, causing the Dao Fruits to tremble. Chaos divine light descended, like countless shackles, layer upon layer, binding the body.

"Roar!"

The messenger let out a non-human roar, its eerie white body scorched by divine light, hissing and crackling. It twisted violently, trying to break free from the Dao Tree's restraints, the eerie liquid gushing from its cracks thickening, corroding the entwined branches.

The branches and leaves of the Daoist tree trembled slightly, and the luster of the few spots stained with the strange liquid dimmed. Li Mu's gaze remained calm as his thoughts shifted again.

The chaotic sea surged with turbulent waves, and endless chaotic energy poured back into the Dao Tree. The dim spots on the branches and leaves quickly recovered, and divine light surged! The entanglement tightened, and the light of the three thousand Dao Fruits merged into one, transforming into a furnace.

As the envoy's struggles weakened, his massive body was gradually refined and decomposed by the divine light, transforming into strands of pure yet impure white essence that merged into the chaotic sea and were absorbed by the roots of the Dao Tree.

"No... my lord..."

The envoy's last shred of will, filled with resentment and fear, vanished completely.

The chaotic sea surged once more, while the Dao Tree stood silently, its branches and leaves shimmering with light, absorbing what it had refined, its aura growing ever more ancient and boundless.

outside the house.

The nine Great Sages stood silently suspended in the starry sky. The terrifying aura that isolated everything and the final cry of the patrolman when the treasure palace closed just now had shaken them to their core.

The Golden Roc Great Sage's sharp eyes were fixed on that ancient mansion, the golden light at the edges of his wings slightly bursting out, the Nine Heavens Great Sage's nine tails lowered, and the illusory light subsided. The cracks on the Red Hou Great Sage's body, where the lava had solidified, silently healed, and the purple lightning that had been dancing in the eyes of the Purple Dragon Great Sage subsided.

The space bore the marks of being crumpled, and starlight hesitated to approach that area. Absolute silence enveloped the saints. They knew that a refining process far beyond their imagination was taking place inside.

Li Mu did not appear. The Chaos Treasure Palace floated silently, as if it had existed there since time immemorial. The carvings of mountains, rivers, sun, moon, and stars on its surface shimmered with a faint light, isolating it from all prying eyes.

The nine sages looked at each other and saw the solemnity and an indescribable awe in each other's eyes. The Golden Roc Great Sage took a deep breath, suppressed his surging blood and qi, and slowly folded his wings.

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The Chaos Palace hangs in the void, silent as a stubborn rock. The carvings of mountains, rivers, sun, moon, and stars on its surface shimmer with faint light, isolating it from everything.

Nine great demon saints occupied the four directions, their demonic power restrained, their gazes fixed intently on the treasure palace.

Five years of waiting, the oppression weighing heavily on him. The final whistle of the patrolman and the terrifying atmosphere of isolation from the Treasure Mansion were deeply etched into his soul.

"Om..."

With a soft hum, the faint light flowing across the surface of the mansion suddenly froze, then shrank inward, revealing an ancient door.

The door opened silently, and only one figure stepped out slowly—it was Li Mu.

His clothes remained the same, but his aura was completely different. After five years of refinement, his Chaotic Dao Body had become even more profound, with chaotic energy flowing naturally around him, as if he had merged with the void.

Golden Roc Great Sage's golden eyes were sharp as knives, breaking the deathly silence first, his voice cold and hard: "You've finally figured it out."

Li Mu did not answer, standing silently in the void.

The nine-tailed phantom of the Great Sage of the Nine Heavens swayed behind him, its illusory light flickering: "The Ghost Clan's envoy, is he annihilated?"

“It’s refined.” Li Mu said, his voice calm, yet carrying a sense of composure honed by the trials of chaos.

The nine saints were all shaken. Although they had expected it, hearing it with their own ears was still shocking. That being had actually been completely refined by him!

A brief silence followed. The Golden Roc Great Sage slightly fluttered his wings, his sharp metallic aura tearing through space, carrying an undeniable resolve: "Now that you have succeeded, please leave this realm."

Li Mu's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at Jin Peng.

A phantom image of the Xuanwu Great Sage's giant shield appeared beside him, and his deep voice, like the grinding of mountains, said: "The Ghost Clan came because of you. The beings of this world cannot bear another time like this."

The Great Sage Honghou's body was covered in molten lava, and he said in a muffled voice, "As long as you are here, you will be a source of disaster."

Purple Dragon Great Sage's body was surrounded by flickering purple lightning, and although he did not speak, the intention to drive him away was equally clear in his eyes.

Nine powerful demonic energies intertwined, an invisible pressure enveloping the void, their intent to drive them away crystal clear. They had witnessed Li Mu's power firsthand, and had also deeply felt the terror of the Ghost Clan. They absolutely did not want to provoke the latter again.

Li Mu's gaze swept across the faces of the nine Great Sages, taking in their apprehension, distance, and even a hint of barely perceptible fear. His lips seemed to twitch slightly, yet perhaps not. (End of Chapter)