Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

A destructive torrent crashed into the territory of the Immortal Dynasty!
Thick, eerie fog devoured the stars, and twisted, grotesque shadows shrieked and churned within the sea of ​​mist, pouring down with an annihilating malice.

Just as this filthy torrent was about to engulf the frontier star field, the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty's massive battle formation, which had been dormant for thirty years, moved!

Deep within the starry sea, a vast array of colossal warships had already formed a perfect formation. Their hulls were as cold as black iron, their decks covered in intricate array patterns, and their cannons stood menacingly attentively. At this moment, all the cannons lit up simultaneously, converging into a destructive sea of ​​light that engulfed the entire galaxy!

Emperor Qianyuan stood atop the imperial palace, his nine-dragon robes fluttering in the wind. Beneath his crown, his gaze was as cold as ice that had stood for millennia, and he reached out a hand to press down.

"boom--!!!"

Millions of naval cannons roared in unison in an instant!
Trillions of blazing beams of destructive light tore through the void polluted by the eerie mist! The energy surge, like a bursting dam, carrying thirty years of accumulated killing intent and fury, crashed into the inverted, eerie white expanse.

Wherever the beam of light passed, space collapsed inch by inch!

The viscous, eerie mist was instantly evaporated and torn apart! Countless twisted, eerie figures in the torrent didn't even have time to scream before they turned to ashes in the extreme light and heat. The massive vanguard of the eerie race was forcibly pierced and torn apart!
A sea of ​​light poured down, bombarding relentlessly!
The Immortal Dynasty's fleet, like a silent behemoth, unleashed a relentless barrage of cannon fire, causing the surging, eerie white torrent to momentarily halt.

At the edge of the breach, the eerie mist churned and receded violently, revealing the shattered remains of the ghost race behind it.

From the depths of the eerie fog came a bloodcurdling scream that seemed to freeze one's soul.

The salvo from the Celestial Dynasty fleet, with overwhelming force, severely damaged the vanguard of the Ghost Clan army, tearing open a ferocious corner of the death torrent!
However, the torn eerie fog did not dissipate. The thick, pale fog, as if possessing a will to live, suddenly contracted and condensed inward! Countless twisted, eerie shadows shrieked, dissolved, and recombined in the fog, rapidly condensing into "nest"-like structures made of writhing limbs and foul energy.

These "nests," their surfaces riddled with wrinkles and holes, exuded a nauseating aura of decay, like floating islands, slowly but steadily advancing forward despite the turbulent energy ripples from the remnants of naval gunfire.

"Saturate the area! Smash those damn things!"

On the fleet flagship "Tianyue", the chief commander roared sternly.

Billions of naval cannons fired again. Destructive beams of light, like a reversed galaxy, crashed violently into those writhing "nests."

This time, the beam of light failed to penetrate easily. The viscous, ever-flowing, eerie mist on the surface of the nest seemed to possess strange absorption and deflection properties, dispersing, weakening, and devouring the violent energy impact!
A violent explosion ripped open the surface of the nest, tearing open a huge wound. Filthy slime and broken limbs splattered everywhere, but deep inside the wound, a large amount of wriggling tissue quickly filled in. The entire nest structure trembled violently, then rapidly healed itself without collapsing!

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff..."

The surfaces of those bombarded and riddled with holes suddenly expanded with countless folds and pores, like giant sporangia bursting open! In an instant, countless fist-sized, pale white "spores," like billions of locusts, were violently ejected by the pressure accumulated inside the nest!

These spores moved at incredible speed, ignoring the energy turbulence, their trajectories unpredictable, like snowflakes of death, blanketing the massive Immortal Dynasty fleet!

"Enemy attack! Unknown projectiles! Quantity...uncountable!!" The detection array emitted a piercing alarm.

"Close-in weapon system! Full power!" the captains roared.

On the warship's sides, turret bases, and around the bridge, all close-in weapon turrets, cutting beams, and defensive arrays activated instantly! Dense beams and energy fields intertwined to form a death net, frantically strangling the approaching spores.

"Hiss hiss hiss... Puff puff puff..."

Most of the spores were blasted apart in mid-air, exploding into clumps of viscous, whitish mist reeking of decay. However, the number of spores was simply too great, too dense! Like a torrential downpour, some inevitably slipped through the net of fire!
"Thump! Pfft!"

A spore struck the heavy psionic shield of the "Wavebreaker" heavy cruiser, but instead of exploding, it clung to it like a leech! Its pale surface rapidly secreted a viscous liquid shimmering with an eerie green glow, and the shield's energy was eroded and dimmed at a visible rate! Then, the spore's outer shell softened and ruptured, revealing fine, hair-like, pale "hyphae" emitting a faint trace of mental pollution, which frantically probed the shield's energy structure like living organisms!
"Warning! The port side shield's energy is being eroded by unknown biomass, and the rate of decay is abnormal! It cannot be removed!" Inside the bridge, the cultivator in charge of the shield was pale, his hands flashing wildly with incantations, but he could not stop the mycelium from spreading and taking root in the energy flow.

"Boom!" Another spore struck the side armor of another battleship, the "Dinghai," which had not activated its additional shields! The hard alloy armor emitted a tooth-grinding corrosive sound, and the area covered by the slime quickly softened and changed color.

After the spores rupture, more hyphae penetrate into the metal crevices, growing and infiltrating wildly into the ship's interior!
The warships hit by the spores were like those infected with a terrible plague. Their protective magic arrays were overloaded and failed; their armor was corroded and its strength dropped sharply; even more terrifying, the mycelium that burrowed into the ship's hull frantically absorbed the torrent of spiritual energy inside the warship, and even tried to invade and control the core of the magic array!

In the infected areas, eerie, pale white veins will appear on the metal surface, pulsating like blood vessels, emitting a decaying aura that is the same as the eerie mist outside.

"Abandon ship! The quarantine zone has failed! They... they're growing inside the ship! Ah—!" A desperate scream came from the internal communication channel of a frigate covered in dense spores, which was then replaced by a chaotic noise and a chilling chewing sound.

The warship's power core suddenly emitted an abnormal, pale white light, then went completely out of control, trailing thick smoke and dissipating eerie mist, and veered off course as it crashed into the friendly fleet!

"Damn it! It's a parasitic infection! All warships, spread out! Prioritize firepower to eliminate the attached spores! Physically cut and isolate infected areas! Those that cannot be isolated... self-destruct!" The commander-in-chief roared, issuing the iron-blooded order.

The fleet was forced to spread out, dispersing its firepower. Some artillery fire had to be redirected to clearing spores and spreading mycelium attached to friendly ships, greatly reducing its efficiency. Meanwhile, the Ghost Clan's "nest" seized the opportunity to accelerate its advance. More spore sacs were generating and being ejected. Deep within the churning Ghost Mist, countless Ghost Clan individuals of various shapes and exuding an even stronger aura, like vultures waiting for carrion, began to gather under the cover of spore clouds and Ghost Clan warships, launching a deadly counterattack!

On the interstellar battlefield, the situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse. The Celestial Dynasty fleet's proud steel fortress is being eroded and dismantled bit by bit by this bizarre, vicious, and unpredictable spore tactic! The cold metal warships are being reduced to moving coffins and new sources of contamination under the corrosive influence of the Bizarre Race's biotechnology!

Just as the fleet's formation was in slight disarray, from the deepest part of the churning, eerie fog, a terrifying will that could freeze one's soul suddenly descended.

All the spore-spraying "nests" pulsated violently simultaneously, and the stream of spores suddenly increased tenfold! Behind the endless torrent of pale white spores, the outline of a colossal "giant tree," so vast it blotted out the stars, forcibly fused together from countless nests and writhing limbs, slowly emerged from the thick fog! It was like a throbbing, rotting giant heart, each pulse releasing a massive amount of eerie white spores, a terrifying mental pollution shock!

At this critical moment——

"Om-!"

Deep within the heart of the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty, countless silent starports, massive orbital docks, and even void rifts concealed by arrays suddenly lit up with billions of cold lights!

Those weren't stars; they were the lights ignited by the engine nozzles!

The massive war reserves accumulated over thirty years were unleashed at this moment!

"Reinforcements! It's the main fleet!!" A desperate roar of relief erupted from the vanguard fleet, which was on the verge of collapse.

A massive, seemingly endless torrent of steel, far exceeding the size of the vanguard, crashed into the battlefield with unstoppable force.

Ships! An endless array of spirit ships!
Battleships stood like mountains, their thick armor flowing with newly engraved, mysterious array patterns specifically designed to counter the corrosive effects of the eerie fog; cruiser groups resembled steel bees, their densely packed close-in weapon turrets on the sides already fully heated, radiating a destructive glow.
Destroyers moved with lightning speed, weaving and patrolling between the main forces; and there were also unprecedented giant fortress ships, like moving war stars, with layers of giant gun barrels on their hulls slowly turning and locking onto that eerie tree that blotted out the sky!

"Target, the core of the Mystic Tree! Saturation salvo! Open fire!!!" The commander-in-chief issued a cold, emotionless command, yet it contained the will of trillions of cultivators, instantly piercing through all the warships!
“Boom, boom—!!”

This salvo far surpassed the scale and power of the vanguard fleet! Trillions of incredibly thick beams of destructive light converged into a blazing white torrent powerful enough to melt through galaxies! They were no longer attacking in a scattered manner, but rather with precision, concentration, and an unyielding will to crush everything, fiercely slamming into the core of that pulsating, eerie tree!

The viscous mist layer on the surface of the eerie tree, capable of absorbing and deflecting energy, was instantly torn apart and evaporated like paper in the face of this overwhelming and concentrated firepower! A terrifying beam of blazing white light pierced directly into the depths of the eerie tree's writhing trunk!
“Squeak——!!!”

A mournful wail, transcending physical space and originating from the realm of the Great Dao, resounded throughout the consciousness of all living beings! A colossal hole, comparable in diameter to a star, was forcefully pierced through the massive trunk of the Strange Tree! The countless writhing limbs that made up the trunk and the pale eyeballs instantly carbonized and disintegrated under the extreme light and heat! The stream of spores that had been spraying out stopped abruptly, replaced by a foul slurry, like lava, gushing from the wound!
The Strange Tree is severely damaged!
Following closely behind the fleet's torrent was a streak of light that obscured the starry sky!
Thunder and fire incinerated the spores, giant hammers shattered the nests, and magic arrays imprisoned the void! Thirty years of intensive preparation and resource pouring had culminated in this terrifying power! The remaining fleet at the front lines, like a shot of adrenaline, unleashed a final frenzy, attacking from within and without!
The unstoppable advance of the mysterious fog torrent was forcibly halted!
The Ghost Tree, severely damaged by the fleet's main cannon, writhed wildly, attempting to heal its wounds. However, the blazing white energy torrent continued to wash over the wounds, preventing its regeneration. Countless Ghost Clan members attached to it were torn apart and slaughtered by the Spirit Ship Army in the chaos.

Without the control of the Ghost Tree core and the continuous support of spores, the charging Ghost army fell into unprecedented chaos, like a venomous snake with its head severed, and its offensive suddenly halted!
"Push it back!" The flagship's command was as cold as iron.

The main fleet changed formation, forming a huge arc-shaped encirclement, and continued to pour in artillery fire, advancing step by step like a moving Great Wall of Steel!

Wherever they went, the remaining nests of the eerie mist were crushed, the scattered eerie race were evaporated, and the army of cultivators followed closely behind, clearing the battlefield like a comb, and completely annihilating any survivors.

On the battlefield of the star sea, the situation was reversed in an instant! The torrent of death that was flowing backward was forcefully pushed back by the war torrent accumulated by the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty over thirty years with unparalleled steel and will!
At the breach in the shattered boundary wall, the surging eerie mist was firmly suppressed outside. Within the territory of the Immortal Dynasty, only the burning remains of the eerie trees, floating metal fragments, and countless twisted corpses of the eerie race remained, telling the story of the previous carnage and the current... temporary victory!
At the summit of the imperial palace, Emperor Qian Yuan's gaze grew increasingly cold as he stared through the crystal screen into the depths of the eerie, deathly mist beyond the breach in the boundary wall.

The terrifying shadow did not dissipate with the destruction of the phantom tree; instead, it accelerated its convergence and expansion! A mental pressure a hundred or even a thousand times stronger than before, like an invisible millstone, began to grind down the souls of all living beings on the front lines!

The warship's shields rippled violently, and the weaker cultivators turned pale, their heads throbbing with pain.

"The real...is coming." The sword cultivator patriarch's voice was more solemn than ever before, his expression grave.

The ascetic Buddha chanted scriptures softly, yet the Buddha's light seemed somewhat dim, resisting the all-pervasive, corrosive force.

"Roar!"

An indescribable roar, transcending the limits of hearing, exploded directly within the very essence of all beings possessing "consciousness"! The entire Great Qian Immortal Dynasty, and trillions of stars, seemed to tremble at this roar!
Outside the breach in the boundary wall, the churning, eerie mist suddenly parted to both sides! A being whose size could not be measured slowly revealed itself, just the tip of its iceberg!
It is not comparable to the destroyed eerie tree before; it is the "root"! It is the "source"! It is the ultimate form born from the eerie mist itself! Its trunk is twisted and gnarled, like the corpses of billions of rotting dragons forcibly twisted together, flowing with a viscous, dark slurry that exudes the aura of the decline of the Great Dao.

The moment the "strange tree itself" descended, time seemed to freeze across the entire battlefield!

The remaining eerie mist, temporarily suppressed by the main fleet near the breach in the boundary wall, seemed to be infused with a violent life force, instantly boiling and expanding! Its viscosity increased a hundredfold, and its color changed from a pale white to a chilling dark and murky one!

The scattered remains of the Ghost Clan, the shattered fragments of their nests, and even the wreckage of the Immortal Dynasty warships that had gone out of control after being infected by the spores, were all forcibly absorbed, dissolved, and reassembled by this filthy, eerie mist! One after another, "stitched behemoths," their bodies comparable in size to small stars, forcibly pieced together from metal debris and corrupted flesh, roared and rose to their feet within the filthy, eerie mist. (End of Chapter)