Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

"The Great Dao of Chaos shall not be obstructed by you!"

With a shout from Li Mu, the gate of the Chaos Treasure Palace shone brightly, and its devouring power surged!
As soon as the nine dark red chains approached, they were caught by the chaotic energy gushing from the portal. The cursed patterns on the chains flickered violently, and under the wash of the chaotic Daoist energy, they quickly dimmed and disintegrated.

The mansion, like a ravenous maw, rapidly devoured the sea of ​​blood, dragging the nine chains toward the mansion gate bit by bit.

At the same time, Li Mu's thoughts raced. The ancestral avatar trapped by the spirit banner struggled even more fiercely. The dark purple moon spun wildly, and waves of destruction spread out, causing the illusory world on the banner to flicker uncertainly.

"Here comes the axe!"

Li Mu pointed his fingers like a sword, aiming at the giant axe of chaos.

The giant axe, which was locked in a stalemate with the beam of destruction, suddenly trembled. The chaotic lightning on the axe blade suddenly subsided and transformed into an extremely thin and sharp gray line. In an instant, it bypassed the beam of destruction and slashed fiercely at an incredible angle at the thickest primordial bond connecting the ancestral avatar bound by the spirit banner to the sea of ​​blood below.

"laugh!"

The gray line swept past silently, and the primordial bond formed by endless bloodlust and the will of the progenitor snapped instantly.

"Ow—!"

The ancestral incarnation let out an extremely mournful howl, its body trembled violently, and its aura instantly weakened by more than half. Its most fundamental connection with the Netherworld Blood Sea was severed by this axe!
Without the constant support of the Blood Sea's origin, the power of the avatar was like a tree without roots or water without a source, no longer able to withstand the suppression of the Chaos Spirit Banner. The power of the banner's world crashed down, completely engulfing its massive body within the banner. Countless realms rotated and crushed, obliterating its flesh and blood, purifying its resentful soul, and refining its laws.

Li Mu's eyes flashed like lightning as he seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and fully activated the Chaos Treasure Palace.

"receive!"

With a low shout from Li Mu, the devouring power of the Chaos Treasure Palace concentrated at one point, locking onto the remnant body of the Primordial Avatar whose connection had been severed and whose aura had plummeted.

Rumble!
The entire sea of ​​blood was forcibly lifted up by this force, and a "core of the sea of ​​blood" that spanned tens of thousands of miles and contained most of the essence and will of the ancestral incarnation was forcibly dug out from the main body of the sea of ​​blood as if by an invisible giant hand.

The core was viscous and solid, dark red to almost black, with countless vengeful spirits twisting and roaring inside, and a miniature dark purple moon struggling and floating within it.

The core of this sea of ​​blood, along with the remnant soul and will of the ancestral incarnation initially suppressed by the spirit banner, was firmly grasped by the heaven-devouring suction force of the Chaos Treasure Palace, turning into a dark red blood light that uncontrollably shot towards the open gate of the palace!
"No—! I am the progenitor of the Blood Realm! Indestructible through countless eons..."

Before the Blood Ancestor's terrified and desperate thoughts could fully spread, they were completely swallowed up by the gate of the Chaos Treasure Palace.

The gates of the mansion slammed shut, shutting out all the noise, resentment, and resistance.

Within the treasure palace, the chaotic sea of ​​qi roared and churned. The blood sea core that had been forcibly dug out stirred up towering waves as soon as it entered the sea of ​​qi.

The pure and vast chaotic energy flow, like billions of millstones, pressed in from all directions, frantically refining and eroding this piece containing the will of the ancestor.

The dark red blood light surged and struggled in the chaotic sea of ​​qi, attempting to resist. Enveloped by the boundless chaos, it quickly dimmed and dissolved. Countless vengeful spirits were cleansed by the chaotic energy, their malevolence vanished, and they transformed into specks of pure spiritual light, which in turn nourished the chaotic sea of ​​qi.

Li Mu focused his mind on the treasure palace, closely monitoring the refining process within the chaotic sea of ​​qi. He activated the power of the Chaotic Dao Tree, and a hazy tree shadow appeared from the depths of the sea of ​​qi. Its roots, like dragons, pierced into the core of the blood sea, and its branches swayed, scattering a clear light to assist in suppressing the chaotic qi.

Under the influence of the Daoist principles of the Chaos Dao Tree, the fragments of the primordial will emitted a silent shriek before finally falling silent and being completely obliterated, transforming into pure fragments of the Daoist principles of annihilation, which were quietly absorbed by the Chaos Dao Tree.

After an unknown amount of time, the chaotic sea of ​​qi finally returned to calm. The core of the ten-thousand-mile blood sea was completely refined, its volume shrinking by more than ten times, transforming into a fist-sized, dark red, translucent "Blood Soul Source Crystal" containing boundless blood evil essence and a trace of reincarnation vitality, quietly floating in the center of the sea of ​​qi.

At this moment, with the ancestral incarnation taken away and the core blood sea dug out, the entire Netherworld Blood Realm lost its ruler and most important source pillar, and began to collapse violently.

The blood waves subsided, the remnant souls dissipated, the Blood Pool of Reincarnation dried up, the nine thrones turned to dust, and the eternal blood-red moon in the sky dimmed and teetered on the brink of collapse.

Within the Chaos Treasure Palace, the Chaos Sea surged ceaselessly. In the center, a dark red and translucent "Blood Soul Source Crystal" floated and rotated. With each rotation, it caused the surrounding Chaos airflow to rise and fall like the tides. Between its inhalation and exhalation, it seemed as if the ancient Blood Sea was whispering.

Li Mu sat cross-legged in the void, his eyes slightly closed. The Daoist aura around him resonated with the entire treasure mansion. With a light movement of his ten fingers, countless strands of chaotic Daoist principles flowed from his fingertips, like a net that wrapped around the Blood Soul Source Crystal.

Deep within the Source Crystal lies the pure essence of blood and evil accumulated over countless ages in the Netherworld Blood Realm. A wisp of reincarnation vitality, forged from endless death and silence, though suppressed, struggles like a trapped dragon, its dark red light flickering as it resists complete refining.

“Stubborn and unyielding, I will use the remnants of your realm to help me achieve the perfection of my Dao.”

With a thought, Li Mu's Chaos Treasure Palace trembled violently, and an invisible suction force pierced through the void, connecting with the Netherworld Blood Realm, which was on the verge of collapse.

Rumble——!
The remaining territory of the Netherworld Blood Realm has long been shattered, with cracks crisscrossing the sky, the sea of ​​blood dried up, the earth parched and cracked, and countless remnant souls lost and adrift as gray-black currents of energy.

At the core of the realm, the giant hole left behind after Li Mu forcibly dug out the source of the Blood Sea is like an unhealable wound, constantly devouring everything around it and accelerating the collapse of this realm.

Amidst this apocalyptic scene, an irresistible force descended from the Chaos Treasure Palace, causing the remaining crimson earth to tremble violently. Thick, dark red streams of energy, carrying the remnants of souls' obsessions and shattered reincarnation principles, flowed like rivers into the sea, forcibly extracted, traversing the void, and continuously poured into the Treasure Palace, directly into the Blood Soul Source Crystal!
Nourished by the remaining essence of this world, the source crystal suddenly shone brightly, and within it seemed as if a sea of ​​blood was churning and ten thousand souls were howling, their struggles becoming increasingly fierce.

"Refining!"

Li Mu's eyes flashed like lightning, and his hands suddenly clasped together. The illusory image of the Chaos Dao Tree behind him solidified completely, towering like a pillar of heaven, its roots like countless writhing dragons, fiercely plunging into the chaotic sea of ​​qi below, piercing through the barrier of the treasure palace, following the path of the reverse flow of the source, and directly reaching the ruins of the Netherworld Blood Realm!
Chi Chi Chi -!
The roots of the Dao Tree greedily absorbed the pure blood essence and faint life force of reincarnation from the ruins of the Blood Realm. The roots, which were originally chaotic in color, gradually became stained with dark red patterns, like the pulsation of blood vessels, emitting an aura of the same origin as the Netherworld Blood Realm. On the main trunk, fine and intricate dark red Dao patterns emerged, intertwining and entwining with the original chaotic Dao patterns, mysterious and unpredictable.

New roots spread like living things, quickly calming and purifying the raging bloodlust and resentment in their wake, transforming them into nutrients to nourish the Dao Tree. The aura of the entire Chaos Dao Tree grew increasingly thick and powerful, and the "Silent Annihilation" Dao Fruit on its branch was as dark as an abyss. Beside it, a new Dao Fruit prototype, symbolizing the balance between life and death, quietly condensed, appearing and disappearing.
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The Netherworld Blood Realm, a battlefield of realms.

The moon shines through the dust-covered silver armor of the ship, standing silently at the bow. Behind it, a hundred thousand Bloodthirsty Divine Puppets stand solemnly in formation, their eyes like frost, scanning the world.

The sky shattered, the blood-red moon hung in the air like a gray scar, and the vast sea of ​​blood below had long since dried up, revealing the pitted and cracked black soil, with withered bones scattered everywhere, and lingering souls wailing and dissipating in the wind.

In the distance, the former site of the Blood Pool of Reincarnation is now just a bottomless pit, with the ruins of the nine thrones scattered around, their former majesty reduced to dust.

"Master is refining the boundary core; the remaining resentment must be eliminated quickly to prevent any unforeseen changes." Mingyue's voice, as clear as a cold spring, echoed throughout the entire army: "Deploy the 'Myriad Phenomena Return to Truth Grand Formation'!"

"As ordered!"

The puppet army and the celestial dynasty fleet responded to the call, and the array masters traversed the ruins in light, burying array bases inscribed with purification Dao patterns. The array bases were made of chaotic divine metal as their skeleton, and inlaid with the "Sequence Stone" of the Void Realm and the "Purifying Jade" of the Illusionary Spirit Realm, specifically designed to counter chaotic soul thoughts and residual evil energy.

The bright moon activated the array's core, and the vast array suddenly lit up!
The array of light flowed in a chaotic grayness, sometimes radiating a pure and clear light, sometimes sweeping across a desolate and eerie glow. The great array was like a millstone, crushing the parched sea of ​​blood and shattering the earth. The remnants of souls and the ancient bloodlust melted away under the array's light, transforming into primordial spiritual energy, which then nourished the desolate world.

All things return to their true nature, returning to their original source!
Wherever it reached, the red soil gradually faded, and the putrid smell was cleansed by the fresh air. The suffocating despair and chaos were being dispelled inch by inch.
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At the same time, Xiao Jingtian, clad in black armor, personally went to the front line. He hovered above the old site of the core of the Netherworld Blood Realm, looking down at the slowly expanding void rift below—chaotic turbulence raged, devouring everything, and was the most unstable source of this realm.

"We must stabilize the boundary structure as quickly as possible, otherwise the entire boundary will be destroyed, and all gains will be lost." Xiao Jingtian ordered in a deep voice: "Gather all 'Annihilation Spirit Crystals' and forge the 'Blood Prison Suppressing Stele'!"

The order was given without hesitation, and the celestial dynasty's array masters and weapon refiners immediately sprang into action. Transport ships arrived one after another, fully loaded with "Annihilation Spirit Crystals" refined from the annihilation essence of the Eclipse Moon Ancient Realm—this item contained the Daoist rhyme of "Return to Nothingness," suppressing violent energy with divine assistance.

Tens of thousands of Annihilation Spirit Crystals were thrown around the rift. The Refining Master used the Ember Fire to melt the crystals and outlined Dao patterns. One after another, giant steles thousands of feet tall rose from the ground, their bodies dark and covered with suppression array patterns.

The "Blood Prison Suppressing Monument" is arranged in a mysterious formation, with interconnected patterns forming a suppressive net covering the core area. The moment the monument is completed, they all tremble, and a gray halo spreads. Wherever it reaches, the turbulent blood-red currents seem to encounter a natural enemy, suddenly slowing down, and the expansion of the cracks is forcefully stopped.

Xiao Jingtian personally sat at the core of the formation, constantly adjusting the gravity of the stele to penetrate the Dao of Annihilation deep into the rift, stabilizing the boundary and repairing the foundation. This was an extremely meticulous and dangerous undertaking; the slightest mistake would lead to an even greater collapse.

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As time passed, within the Chaos Treasure Palace, Li Mu's refining process had reached a crucial juncture.

Under the infusion of Netherworld Remnant Source and the tempering of the Chaotic Sea of ​​Qi, the Blood Essence Crystal shrank to the size of a dragon's eye, becoming increasingly profound and translucent, containing a miniature blood-colored universe within, where birth and death cycle, and hidden mysteries.

In the outer Netherworld Blood Realm, under the continuous purification of the "Great Array of Returning to Truth" and the powerful suppression of the "Blood Prison Suppressing Stele," the destructive force was finally quelled. Although it is still scarred, with scarce spiritual energy and incomplete laws, it has maintained a fragile and distorted balance, temporarily avoiding the calamity of nothingness.

However, neither Li Mu, who was fully engaged in refining the essence, nor Mingyue and Xiao Jingtian, who were busy cleaning up the mess, noticed anything amiss.

In the deepest part of the Netherworld Blood Realm, in a hidden space layer untouched even by the roots of the Chaos Dao Tree, a barely perceptible dark golden blood light flickers gently with the lament of the realm, like a slumbering behemoth quietly opening its eyes.

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Within the Chaos Treasure Palace, time seemed to stand still, yet also flowed at a speed a thousandfold.

Li Mu sat cross-legged under the Chaos Dao Tree, his eyes closed. His aura was perfectly integrated with the towering Dao Tree behind him. The Chaos Dao Tree, which pierced through reality and illusion, had its roots deeply embedded in the Netherworld Blood Realm's essence that had been devoured and refined. On its main trunk, dark red patterns intertwined with the Chaos Dao Laws, pulsating like blood vessels and emitting a heart-palpitating fluctuation.

Amidst the tree canopy and branches, the sounds of the Great Dao resounded, and chaotic energy cascaded down like a waterfall. The various Dao Fruits that had previously hung there—the incomparably sharp Metal Dao Fruit, the blazing and violent Fire Dao Fruit, the radiant Time Dao Fruit, the dreamlike Spirit Dao Fruit, the profound and serene Annihilation Dao Fruit… more than ten Dao Fruits trembled together, their Dao rhythms intertwined, forming a grand and stable scroll of laws.

At this moment, at the heart of this scroll, two unprecedented bursts of light are being conceived and coalesced.

One was pure white and warm, initially like morning dew, gradually solidifying into a jade-colored Dao Fruit, containing boundless vitality, like the first warm breeze of early spring brushing across the frozen earth, the ice thawing, all things sprouting, withered trees coming back to life, and remnants of souls reuniting... All the mysteries of "life" flowed and unfolded within it. It allowed some spiritual plants within the Chaos Treasure Palace, slightly withered from the previous battle, to stretch their branches and leaves again, regaining their vitality; this was the prototype of the Dao Fruit of Life.

The other is dark and deep, like the solidification of eternal night, transforming into a black Dao Fruit. Its light is restrained, as if it can devour all light and perception, exuding an aura of returning to silence; plants wither, stars fall, souls dissipate, laws collapse... all the destinations of "death" float and sink within this fruit, and the surrounding void becomes viscous and sluggish under the influence of this aura, as if even time itself must stop here and move towards its end; this is—the prototype of the Dao Fruit of Death.

The two fruits of life and death echoed each other on the branches of the Chaos Dao Tree, their auras merging to form a mysterious and incomparable balance.

Life reaches its extreme and then death occurs; death reaches its extreme and then life begins again, in an endless cycle without beginning or end.

Li Mu's soul had completely immersed itself in deducing the laws of life and death, peeling back the layers to trace its connection with the origin of the Netherworld Blood Realm, and analyzing the reincarnation authority that had been distorted and stolen by the Blood Ancestor.

Chaos encompasses all things and can also give rise to all things; Li Mu uses chaos as a foundation, drawing upon the revitalizing power of the Dao of Life and the tranquil breath of the Dao of Death to harmonize Yin and Yang and balance life and death.

New reincarnation runes, imbued with the essence of chaos, were condensed, replacing the blood-red incantations filled with resentment and plunder.

The remnant soul of the Blood Ancestor, whose intelligence had been obliterated, became the clearest "coordinates" at this moment. The imprint of the laws of the Netherworld Blood Realm in its soul body had not completely dissipated. Li Mu used it as a guide, as if holding a compass, to accurately locate the remaining reincarnation nodes of this realm, and imprint the newly born chaotic reincarnation laws into them bit by bit.

This was a massive and meticulous project, not something that could be accomplished overnight. Li Mu was completely absorbed, oblivious to the passage of time, focusing all his efforts on reconstructing the underlying order of the Netherworld Blood Realm, intending to bring this chaotic and desolate place into the normal cycle of reincarnation under the rule of his own Chaotic Dao. (End of Chapter)