Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

The Rift Glided smoothly through the void channel, the frequency of the Yin-Yang Wings flapping gradually slowed, and the bronze patterns on the surface of the ship flowed with a warm luster.

The primordial power of the Night Shadow Realm has completely merged with the core of the spirit ship's furnace. The chaotic turbulence along the way melts away like snow melting in spring when it hits the light shield.

As Ji Yu and the others watched this scene, they couldn't help but marvel. When the Rift Universe first traversed the void channel, they still needed to help stabilize the channel. However, after merging with the primal power of the Night Shadow Realm, entering the void channel again was no different from ordinary navigation.

According to Ji Yu's estimation, the strength of the Rift Universe has probably increased by nearly 100%. When they first built the Rift Universe, they only used various rare materials to build it up. The Rift Universe's true energy core was not very strong, but after absorbing the power of origin, everything is different.

And they also gained a new understanding of Li Mu's strength.

After all, the previous owner of the Night Shadow Realm's source power was killed by Li Mu with a single punch.

Li Mu stood at the highest point of the bridge, his fingertips lightly twirling a wisp of chaotic energy. This wisp of energy flowed erratically in his palm, sometimes transforming into a miniature galaxy, sometimes condensing into a point at the beginning of creation.

Most of the Night Shadow Realm's essence that it devoured three days ago was transformed into the power source for the Rift Universe, with only a trace of the purest Yin Sha essence remaining, which was absorbed by the Chaos Dao Tree.

"Fellow Daoist Li, the gate to the 'Hidden Mist Realm' is just ahead."

Ji Yu's voice carried a hint of caution. The star map on the jade disc showed that this realm was shrouded in a thick gray-white mist, and even the Three Thousand Realms Map could only outline a blurry shape.

Ancient texts describe this place as a place where "vapor rises to form mist, and mist condenses to form shadows." The cultivators within the region are skilled at using mist to create shapes, and they are reclusive and never contact the outside world. It seems that since the last era, no living beings have entered or appeared in the Misty Hidden Realm.

"It sounds somewhat similar to the Shadow Clan of the Nightshade Realm?"

Blood Slaughter God asked with some doubt, while Ji Yu shook his head.

"That's not the case. Although they are all illusory, the beings in the Misty Realm are all formed from the mist generated by the realm. It can be said that all the beings in the Misty Realm are of the same kind, though they come from different paths."

Ji Yu glanced at Li Mu, hesitated for a moment, and then continued.

"Ancient texts also record that in the Misty Realm, apart from the Misty Clan, there are no other living beings. Moreover, resources are scarce. The Misty Clan is born from the mist, and the mist is generated by the power of the realm's origin."

Everyone understood the implication in Ji Yu's words: there was nothing of value in this realm, so there was no need to waste time attacking it.

Li Mu looked up and saw a rolling white mist appear at the end of the void. The mist was not formed naturally, but was woven from billions of tiny spiritual threads. Where sunlight penetrated, it refracted colorful yet strange light patterns.

With a flick of Li Mu's fingertip, a wisp of chaotic energy drifted out like a wisp of smoke, rippling across the boundary wall.

"Let's bypass the boundary and explore the edge. Also, let's search all the nearby boundaries; we'd better find a place to stay first."

Upon hearing this, Ji Yu immediately stepped forward.

"Fellow Daoist Li, the star field we are in belongs to the Yin Realm Star Field. The Night Shadow Realm, including the Mist Concealment Realm we just visited, all belong to the Yin Realm Star Field. The ruler of the Yin Realm Star Field is one of the nine great king realms among the three thousand realms, the Yin Realm."

Since entering the Three Thousand Realms, the information that Ji Yu can glean from the Three Thousand Realms Map has increased significantly. Now, he can not only view all the realms in the entire Yin Realm Starfield, but also investigate the ruling races in each realm and their origins.

This was undoubtedly very good news for Li Mu and his team.

"The destruction of the Night Shadow Realm will surely attract the attention of the Underworld. The Mist Hidden Realm has long been isolated from other realms, and even the Underworld will not set foot in it. This place is a good place to stay."

Ji Yu had just wanted to advise Li Mu to find a realm as a place to rest. They couldn't keep fighting indefinitely. Besides, not to mention the Nine Great King Realms, even some of the more powerful realms were not ones they could launch a large-scale attack on at the moment.

To conquer the Three Thousand Realms is not something that can be accomplished overnight. Therefore, when Ji Yu heard Li Mu say that he was looking for a place to stay, he made up his mind to recommend the Misty Hidden Realm as a place to settle down.

After all, a resource-scarce and desolate realm that has no connection with any other realm is perfect as their base.

"Alright, let's find out."

Upon hearing Li Mu's words, Ji Yu immediately commanded the Rift Universe to prepare to enter the Hidden Mist Realm.

The Rift slowly turned, gliding into a crevice in the fog like a fish. Inside the bridge, the powerful figures held their breath, watching the scene outside through the portholes—floating islands were vaguely visible in the fog, with silver-gray trees growing on them, liquid light flowing from the edges of their leaves. Occasionally, figures draped in mist would walk by beneath the trees, their steps as light as if they were walking on clouds.

"The spiritual essence of these mist people is in harmony with heaven and earth, which allows them to evade the detection of the array."

Blood Slaughter God Lord stroked the edge of the blood banner, his tone tinged with surprise. He tried to release his divine sense, but it was refracted layer by layer in the mist and eventually dissipated without a trace.

The Buddha of the Withered Zen chanted a Buddhist mantra in a low voice, his golden body radiating light in his palm: "The spiritual energy in this world actually contains components that can harm one's primordial spirit and damage one's foundation. If we stay here for too long, even we might be affected."

"It's not spiritual energy, it's mist."

The Sword Sect Ancestor said in a deep, solemn voice, "This mist contains something that can damage our foundation."

Li Mu remained silent, his gaze not fixed on the surrounding mist, but on the depths of the sea of ​​fog.

There stands a solitary peak, its summit shrouded in a purple mist unlike any other. Within the mist, a stone palace can be vaguely seen, with a fist-sized pearl hanging from its roof, continuously emitting purple mist.

The purple mist was not only different in color from the mist emanating from the Hidden Mist Realm, but the substances contained within it were also vastly different.

If the substances contained in the mist born in the Hidden Mist Realm can damage a person's foundation, then the purple mist is undoubtedly a treasure that can repair a person's foundation and raise their potential, making it an absolutely rare treasure.

This situation is different from what is recorded in ancient books.

Following Li Mu's gaze, everyone also noticed the difference in the purple mist.

"What is this?" Ji Yu examined the records on the jade plate: "There is no record of this in ancient books."

Ji Yu was somewhat surprised, because since entering the Three Thousand Realms, the ancient books had been incredibly helpful, even finding the origin of a realm, but there was very little information about the Hidden Mist Realm, and there was absolutely no record of this purple mist.

The Rift Universe silently came to a stop in the clouds a hundred miles away from the solitary peak. Li Mu's fingertips transformed chaotic energy into thin threads, silently probing towards the purple mist. The moment the threads touched the purple mist, they were swallowed up without a sound, without even a trace of feedback being transmitted back.

“Interesting.” Li Mu raised an eyebrow slightly. The devouring power of this purple mist was somewhat similar to that of the Ghost Clan he had fought before, yet it possessed a more vibrant, ever-renewing energy, a stark contrast to the lifeless Ghost Clan—almost the complete opposite. Just then, the sea of ​​mist suddenly surged. The silver-gray trees all turned towards the Rift Universe, their leaves gleaming with a sudden burst of light, weaving into a massive net of light that enveloped the spirit ship. The mist people beneath the trees shed their veils, revealing their true forms condensed from the mist, each holding a condensed mist spear, their eyes as wary as those of a hunting eagle.

"Fellow Daoist Li, shall we make a move?" The Marshal of the Three Armies gripped the token at his waist, and the main cannon of the ship was already quietly charging.

Li Mu shook his head and lightly tapped the array eye in the center of the bridge with his fingertip. The bronze patterns on the surface of the Rift Universe suddenly lit up, and chaotic energy flowed along the patterns, forming a thin layer of gray mist on the outside of the ship. This gray mist seemed thin, but it was as solid as a copper wall and an iron wall. When the light net collided with it, it shattered silently. The point where the mist spear penetrated was instantly assimilated by the chaotic energy and turned into harmless white gas.

Upon seeing this, the Mistfolk all took a half step back, fear flashing in their eyes. The leader of the Mistfolk raised his Mist Spear and pointed it at the sky, uttering ancient syllables. In an instant, the purple mist atop the solitary peak surged violently, the spirit pearl burst forth with dazzling light, and the entire solitary peak slowly rose from the ground, drifting towards the Rift Universe.

"Are they inviting us to climb the mountain?" Ji Yu interpreted the Fog People's gestures, his tone filled with surprise: "This is contrary to the records in ancient books."

"Was that fog spear just now a test for us?"

The King of Zhenhai, with his keen observation skills, noticed that after the fog spear attack failed, the wariness on the faces of the dancers had completely disappeared, and instead, there was a hint of anticipation.

Li Mu gazed at the lone peak drifting towards him, and the outline of the stone palace in the purple mist became increasingly clear.

Above the palace gate were three ancient runes, resembling birds and beasts, faintly radiating fluctuations that resonated with the chaotic energy.

"Go take a look." Li Mu turned and walked towards the cabin door: "You all wait here."

Blood Slaughter God and the others hesitated, ultimately suppressing their urge to follow. They knew that with Li Mu's cultivation level, even if there were tricks in the Misty Hidden Realm, they couldn't harm him in the slightest.

If the Hidden Mist Realm poses a threat to Li Mu, then their presence there would be pointless and would only hinder him.

Li Mu's figure moved through the mist, the clouds beneath his feet parting automatically. The silvery-gray trees seemed to come alive, their leaves swaying gently, and the shimmering light projected winding paths of light onto the ground, guiding him toward the stone palace.

The palace doors opened without wind, revealing an interior that was not as dark as one might expect, but rather filled with a soft purple light. On the stone platform in the center of the palace, the spirit pearl floated in mid-air, and within it, the shadow of a dragon coiled, its scales formed from mist, each reflecting a different realm of scenery.

"Chaotic Dao Body..." An aged voice echoed in the hall. Ripples appeared on the surface of the spirit pearl, revealing an old face made of mist: "Three thousand years have passed. Finally, we have found someone who can break the seal on this pearl."

Li Mu lightly tapped the stone platform with his fingertips, and chaotic energy, like fine needles, probed into the bead. The dragon shadow suddenly raised its head, letting out a silent roar, and cracks instantly appeared all over the bead's surface.

“It wasn’t sealed away; it voluntarily stayed here.” Li Mu withdrew his finger, his tone calm: “This bead is a dimensional passage, connecting to the ‘Misty Sea’ beyond the Three Thousand Realms.”

The old man's face, shrouded in mist, churned violently: "You can actually see through this? That's right. In ancient times, my Misty Hidden Realm was a transit point between the Misty Sea and the Three Thousand Realms. Later, when the Ghost Clan crossed the border, the Mist Dragon blocked the passage with its body, thus preserving this realm."

The Misty Sea, also known as the Boundary Sea, is a star sea formed by the fragments of numerous broken realms. It is also a general term for star fields other than the three thousand realms that have been explored.

The Misty Sea is forbidden; this is a consensus among all living beings in the Three Thousand Realms, for it contains great terror.

Li Mu looked at the dragon's shadow inside the pearl; its scales were dissipating at a visible speed, clearly indicating that it was nearing the end of its life.

"It is waiting for someone to take its place."

The old man with the misty face spoke in a deep voice.

Li Mu condensed a drop of primordial chaos from his fingertip and gently flicked it into the bead.

The moment the source energy entered, the dragon shadow let out a roar that shook the entire palace. The mist around it suddenly exploded, transforming into countless streams of light that merged into the Spirit Gathering Pearl. The cracks on the pearl's surface began to heal, and intricate chaotic patterns appeared, faintly echoing the bronze array patterns of the Rift Universe.

Seeing this, the old man with the misty face was almost moved to tears.

"As expected, the prophecy was correct. A Chaos Dao Body will come to the Hidden Mist Realm, and he will lead the Three Thousand Realms toward the light!"

Although Li Mu could see through the spirit pearl and its function, he had no understanding of what the old man was talking about, and he quietly waited for the old man to continue.

"Originally, the passage here was scheduled to open in three months, but with your help, fellow Daoist, the opening time has been delayed to ten thousand years later." The old man's voice was filled with relief: "At that time, the mist tide of the Misty Sea, as well as the creatures in the Misty Sea, will surge in through the passage. I hope you will protect the Three Thousand Realms."

"You... haven't left the Hidden Mist Realm in a long time?"

Li Mu spoke tactfully, and the old man seemed not to have expected Li Mu's words, a look of doubt appearing on his misty old face.

"What do you mean by this, fellow Daoist?"

"It's alright. Ten thousand years is enough time for me to grow. When that time comes, I will sweep away all enemies."

Although Li Mu spoke calmly, his words were like a thunderbolt.

Upon seeing Li Mu's appearance, the old man with the misty face finally let out his last breath, his face transforming into countless specks of light that merged into the beams and pillars of the stone hall.

The entire solitary peak began to tremble violently and sank into the depths of the sea of ​​mist, while only the Spirit Gathering Pearl remained suspended on the stone platform, emitting a warm purple light.

As Li Mu stepped out of the stone hall, the Mist People knelt down in unison, their Mist Spears pointing diagonally at the ground, performing the most solemn ceremony. He did not turn back; his figure flashed a few times before returning to the Rift Universe.

"Is there any unusual activity in this realm?" Ji Yu asked hurriedly upon seeing him return.

Those of them who were outside just now clearly sensed the changes in this world, and it seemed that the changes were moving in a positive direction.

"The substance in this fog that could damage a person's foundation seems to have disappeared?"

The Sword Sect Ancestor immediately noticed the change in the mist, his face showing surprise, and his eyes filled with shock as he looked at Li Mu.

The changes in this realm only occurred after Li Mu entered the stone hall, and the reason for this is self-evident.

Those who had initially worried that staying in this realm for an extended period would harm their cultivation now had no such concerns. (End of Chapter)