Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

Chapter 947 A corner of its own (Part 1)
Deep within the void, the Myriad Realms Sealing Spirit Array glowed like chains, crisscrossing and weaving a cold net that firmly locked the Netherworld Blood Realm and the connected domains.

However, the Ancestral Tree of Myriad Realms, which should have been shining brightly and operating smoothly, now appeared to be fatigued.

Above the main trunk, the edges of several cracks that had been forcibly mended by powerful beings such as the Primordial Dao Venerable were obstructed by the clear light, and the grayish-white energy lingered. Countless fine new traces, as thin as gossamer threads, quietly spread between the branches and veins of the tree crown, especially at the ends that connected weak or damaged realms.

The Azure Water Realm is in dire straits. The primordial water element is being eroded by eerie mist, turning the vast ocean into a viscous swamp, and the water spirits are wailing and dissipating.

The gravel wasteland was lost, the essence of the earth was completely extracted, the earth cracked, stubborn rocks turned to dust, and the boundary collapsed into sand, which was visible to the naked eye.

The Blazing Fire Domain was shrouded in smoke and fire. The Realm Lord personally led his army to exterminate the demons, engaging in a fierce battle with several powerful demon clans. Divine fire blazed across the sky, but could not stop the demonic mist from eroding and regenerating, resulting in a stalemate in the battle.

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War raged across the heavens, and panic spread like wildfire, rapidly reaching the lower realms.

Despite the best efforts of the nine major realms in deploying their forces, they still couldn't avoid neglecting one aspect while focusing on another. The Sealing Spirit Array continued to draw upon the ancestral tree's essence, like opening a wound on a giant's body, causing its power to gradually wither and its ability to resist the invasion of the Ghost Clan to decline accordingly.

In the primordial world, beside the pool of all laws.

The Primordial Daoist's brow was furrowed in a deep frown, and the clear light emanating from his body violently trembled with his reflection in the pool, reflecting the tragic scene of the battlefield across the realms.

"The ancestral tree's essence has been severely depleted, and the Spirit Sealing Array has become a burden!" Ancestral Master Haoyi's expression was solemn, and his voice was weary: "Continuously absorbing the ancestral tree's essence has shaken its foundation. Before we can even subdue the Ghost Clan, we have already lost our support!"

The Ancient Origin Realm Lord had just retreated from the Blazing Flame Domain, his divine flames dimming, and roared angrily: "Sever the connection? Wouldn't that help the Chaos Dao Lord escape? A thousand years of planning, all destroyed in a single day!"

Taiyu Immortal Lord said coldly, "Guyuan, is it more important to trap and kill the Chaos Dao Lord now, or to preserve the foundation of all realms? If the Ancestral Tree collapses, all three thousand realms will become dens of monsters. What good will it do to kill the Chaos Dao Lord then?"

Star Dao Venerable's fingertips trembled wildly, his deductions were chaotic, and he said in a low voice: "When faced with two evils... we may be able to postpone the sealing of the spirit, or even... bring in Li Mu's power to fight against the Ghost Clan together."

Upon hearing this, the secret realm fell into a deathly silence. To draw upon the power of the Chaos Dao Lord was tantamount to seeking help from a tiger!
The Primordial Daoist's gaze was deep as he slowly swept over the crowd: "We all know the domineering nature of the Chaos Dao, which also has the ability to devour and evolve all Daos; even if it agrees to take action, how can we control it afterward? We might end up being devoured by it instead of using it to devour us."

The Lord of Eternal Silence spoke softly: "Besides this, is there any other strategy? The speed of the invasion by the Ghost Clan is far beyond expectations, and their ability to 'transform' directly damages the very origin of the realm. Every moment of delay increases the danger tenfold."

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As the nine Venerables argued incessantly and remained unresolved, the projection of the ancestral tree in the center of the Myriad Laws Source Pool suddenly trembled—a main branch connecting to the Xuanhuang Ancient Realm shook violently! A strange white mist, far surpassing that of the Azure Nether Wind Realm, gushed out from the crack like a filthy torrent, rushing straight towards the Xuanhuang Great Realm!
"The Ancient Realm of Xuanhuang!" The Primordial Daoist suddenly stood up, his expression changing drastically.

Xuanhuang is one of the most deeply rooted beings among the three thousand main realms. If it can be stabilized, it can solidify the ancestral tree; if it falls, it will inevitably give birth to an unprecedented and bizarre tree, with unimaginable consequences!

"We can't delay any longer!" Immortal Lord Taiyu declared resolutely, "Concentrate all our efforts to stabilize Xuanhuang! The Spirit Sealing Array... must be adjusted!"

Tai Chu Dao Zun closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, there was only a resolute look in his eyes: "Issue the order to reduce the Sealing Spirit Array to 30%, and use all remaining power to support Xuan Huang and reinforce the Ancestral Tree's origin! I will also go and meet with Chaos Dao Zun again."

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Deep within the Chaos Treasure Palace, silence was torn apart by an invisible rhythm.

Li Mu sat cross-legged beneath the Dao Tree. The Chaos Dao Fruit on the branch had swelled to the size of a millstone. Chaotic energy surged like liquid, and the speed at which the billions of Dao patterns on its surface were created and destroyed was more than a hundred times faster. Inside the fruit, it seemed as if countless worlds were being created and destroyed in a cycle. Its aura was so powerful that it made people's hearts tremble.

The difference in the flow of time between the Chaos Dao Domain and the outside world is even greater. While a thousand years may pass outside, ten thousand years have passed here.

Li Mu's aura was like a volcano about to erupt, vast and profound, with an overwhelming pressure. His perception of the outside world also became increasingly clear as his Dao fruit reached its full potential.

The ancestral tree's mournful cry, the eerie mist distorting the laws, the anxious state of the nine realm lords, and even that primordial will that pierced through the weak point of the spirit seal and quietly probed into the Netherworld Blood Realm—all these were clearly visible in the spiritual sea.

"...The Lord of Chaos." A thought came through, solemn yet containing a hint of compromise: "The Ghost Clan has risen again, eroding the Ancestral Tree and endangering the survival of all realms. The sealing of spirits shall be put on hold for now. I hope that you will consider the well-being of all beings and stop the fighting to jointly resist the external enemy. If you are willing to lend a hand, I can borrow a portion of the Ancestral Tree's essence to help you achieve the perfection of your Dao."

Li Mu opened his eyes and awoke. The chaotic starlight in his eyes dissipated, leaving only a clear gaze that seemed to pierce through the very origin of all worlds. The golden patterns of the newly formed Order Dao Fruit flashed briefly in the depths of his pupils.

"Finally... unable to sit still?" Li Mu's lips curled slightly, his smile laced with sarcasm, revealing an indifferent control over the entire situation.

Li Mu did not respond to the suggestion of the Primordial Dao Venerable. He had his own plans. His gaze fell on the Dao Fruit in front of him and the Chaos Dao Tree.

Leveraging ancestral resources? Jointly defending against external enemies?
Why should the Great Dao of Chaos need anyone else's promise? The Origin of All Realms and the Primordial Root are already within our grasp; the invasion of the Ghost Clan is a calamity, but also a vanguard to clear obstacles for them.

However, the proposal of the Primordial Beginning to exterminate the Ghost Clan could be put to good use.

However, before that, Li Mu had one more thing to do: to take advantage of this opportunity to make the dozen or so realms under his control 'independent' before the Myriad Realms Sealing Spirit Array was fully formed.

A wisp of the Primordial Daoist's consciousness still lingered on the outskirts of the Netherworld Blood Realm, awaiting Li Mu's response.

However, deep within the Chaos Treasure Palace, an anomaly had already occurred, and Li Mu had no time to pay attention to it.

Li Mu's mind sank completely into the boundless chaotic Great Dao within his body. Behind him, the towering Dao Tree's countless roots trembled slightly, following the tiny gap torn open by the Primordial Will—the imperceptible crack between the Spirit Sealing Array and the Ancestral Tree's origin—like countless chaotic spirit snakes, quietly emerging!
Wherever the roots passed, they did not collide with the chains of clear light, but instead followed the obstructed laws and veins. They were imbued with a trace of the order and Daoist charm contained in the Chaos Dao Fruit, which made this penetration secretly conform to the primordial order of the laws, as if it were permitted by the laws of nature, and did not cause the great formation to backfire.

In an instant, the roots pierced through layers of blockade and once again drew upon the origins of more than ten long-isolated Lianzhu Realms!

The cores of all the realms—Golden Puppet Realm, Profound Abyss Ash Realm, Time Ruins Realm, Illusionary Spirit Realm, Breath of Earth Realm, Profound Nether Realm, Azure Sun Realm—trembled simultaneously!
This connection is unlike anything we've seen before.

The Chaos Tree neither absorbed nor absorbed anything; instead, it poured an extremely pure Chaos Mother Source, containing the true meaning of order, into its roots.

This power is gentle as spring rain, yet abundant and unstoppable, quietly cleansing the dormant and hardened state of all realms caused by the Spirit Sealing Array.

Deep within the realm's core, the law veins nailed shut by the chains of clear light, under the scouring of the Mother Source, actually loosened slightly, rippling with strange waves that only the Realm Lord could sense.

Li Mu's eyes opened and closed, and deep within the chaotic star vortex in his eyes, the illusory image of the newly born order Dao Fruit suddenly brightened. "Sealing the spirits of all realms, isolating the inside from the outside, is just in time for the 'Rebirth of Realms'."

Li Mu's thoughts flashed like lightning, and his grand will descended upon the origins of all realms with a thunderous roar: "Using my Chaotic Dao as the catalyst, ignite the fire of your realm origins, shed your old shells, and create your own universe!"

"The Ritual of Transformation Begins!"

Om-!
More than ten realms, their hearts resonate in unison!
Deep within the earth's veins of the Myriad Machine Heavenly City in the Golden Puppet Realm, the Geng Metal Qi no longer leaked outwards, but instead contracted and gathered inwards, igniting a wisp of gray-gold chaotic Dao fire at its core. The entire realm's metal laws were reforged, becoming more restrained and resilient.

Within the Profound Abyss Realm, the Emberfire Refining Tower radiates a brilliance, its violent, extinguishing emberfire now gentle as silk. Guided by the Primordial Chaos Source, it condenses into intricate chaotic fire patterns at the core of the Ember Sea. The laws of fire have shed their malevolence, gaining a touch of the profound mystery of creation—burning away yet giving birth.

The Realm of Ruins, the Realm of Illusion, the Realm of Breath of Earth... each realm acts according to its own nature, responding to the call and initiating the ritual of realm transformation.

Above the boundary wall, chaotic light flowed, and the law threads that were originally clearly connected to the Ancestral Tree of Myriad Realms gradually blurred and dimmed, until they finally broke silently.

This is neither forceful seizure nor tearing apart, but rather like a ripe fruit falling from a branch, or a serpent shedding its skin—gentle yet resolute, a leap in the level of life, and the self-reliance of the foundation of the path.

As the core of the Dao Domain, the Netherworld Blood Realm underwent the most dramatic changes. The vast sea of ​​blood ceased its churning, and endless blood energy and Netherworld laws collapsed inward, merging entirely into the source of chaos at the realm's core. The realm trembled and contracted, its walls becoming increasingly solid and thick. The chaotic Dao patterns emerging on them echoed the Dao Tree behind Li Mu, resonating endlessly.

"Roar--!"

Just as all realms were about to completely sever their connection with the Ancestral Tree, the Ancestral Tree of Myriad Realms, stretching across the void, seemed enraged by this collective "betrayal." Its main trunk trembled violently, and its silent roar shook the heavens! The radiant chains that maintained the Spirit Sealing Array suddenly blazed brightly, transforming into countless spears of judgment, carrying the majestic might of heaven and the cold will of the heavens, piercing straight into the realms of transformation! It even sought to trace back along its roots and crush the origin of Li Mu's Dao Fruit!
The Primordial Dao Venerable's thoughts also arrived, filled with shock and rage: "Chaos Dao Lord! How dare you...!"

Li Mu remained unmoved, pointing his fingers like a pen, using the void as paper, and drawing the power of the Chaos Dao Fruit, which had expanded to its maximum extent on the branch, to draw a profound trajectory in the air.

Wherever its trajectory passed, a gray barrier appeared out of thin air, containing the birth and death of stars, as thin as a cicada's wing, yet stronger than the ancient starry sky, lightly standing before the wrath of the ancestral tree and the primordial will.

"Boom--!"

The Qinghui Chains crashed into the Chaos Barrier, and the Dao's roar swept across all dimensions. In the aftershocks, several desolate minor worlds were instantly reduced to dust.

The barrier rippled only slightly, yet absorbed and neutralized the immense impact. Afterwards, the transformation of all realms remained undisturbed; the chaotic aura grew ever stronger, and the connection with the ancestral tree was irreversibly severing inch by inch!
"The primordial root of chaos gave rise to all realms, originally a corner of primordial chaos." Li Mu's voice was like the sound of the Dao, penetrating the very heart of the primordial being and resounding throughout all the supreme beings who were watching this place: "Now, all the realms under my tutelage seek transcendence and return to their origins. What is wrong with that? You, who wield the ancestral tree and carry out the act of sealing away spirits and severing the Dao, are the ones who are disrupting the order of the laws and inviting disaster to devour yourselves!"

Before he could finish speaking, Li Mu urged him on again.

Deep within the core of more than ten realms, the Chaos Dao Fire suddenly blazed brightly, resonating and surging with the Chaos Dao Fruit. A surge of newly born, independent, and shared-originating auras of realm laws soared into the sky, displaying a magnificent grandeur even in their nascent stages!
They are severing their old "branches" and deeply embedding their own "roots" into the chaotic soil that Li Mu has transformed into.

The clear light of the Myriad Realms Sealing Spirit Array has now become an external barrier for these more than ten realms. The power of sealing spirits is still there, but it is no longer able to restrain their origins—because they are no longer the realms of the Ancestral Tree, but rather chaotic entities that form their own cycles and contain the universe within them!

In the Heavenly Ruins, the nine Realm Lords witnessed this scene through the Pool of Myriad Laws, their expressions becoming solemn.

The ethereal light surrounding the Primordial Daoist was in disarray, and he lost his composure for the first time: "He actually... did it, forming his own boundary!"

The Star Dao Venerable's fingertip star chart cracked open with a "crack," but he was completely unaware of it, his gaze fixed on the dozen or so newly formed realms bathed in chaotic light, their auras steadily rising: "The Chaos Dao Lord is using his Dao to reconstruct the foundation of the realm network! This child has become a great threat!"

The Ancient Origin Realm Lord roared repeatedly, but a trace of horror could not be hidden in his eyes.

They set up a spirit-sealing array, intending to trap and kill Li Mu and cut off his path. Unexpectedly, this person took advantage of the array's power to isolate him, the decline of the ancestral tree, and the invasion of the ghost race to carry out this heaven-defying act, forcibly separating more than ten realms from the ancestral tree system of myriad realms, establishing new portals, and attempting to build a new network!
If this succeeds, Li Mu's path will no longer be limited to himself, but will be based on a group of chaotic realms centered on his own path! His momentum will be difficult to contain!

"Stop him! We must stop him!" The voice of the Taiyu Immortal Lord was as cold as ice, no longer caring about the threat from the Ghost Clan.

However, just as the nine Venerables were about to make their move, even at the cost of temporarily suspending the suppression of the Ghost Clan—

In the direction of the Xuanhuang Ancient Realm, the phantom of the strange tree that had grown wildly due to the crack in the ancestral tree suddenly solidified into several parts! A filthy, lifeless, and greedy will far surpassing that of the Qingming Wind Realm swept in like a storm, staining the Xuanhuang sky a strange white!
Xuanhuang Daojun urgently cried out, "We can't hold on any longer! The Strange Tree has taken root in the heart of the realm, and the source energy is flowing out like a tide! Quick reinforcements! Quick reinforcements!"

The auras of the nine realm lords all stagnated.

Before them was Li Muxing's rebellious act of undermining their foundation and establishing a separate territory; after them was the urgent threat of the treacherous tribes eroding their roots and endangering the very foundation of the Xuanhuang realm.

It's difficult to manage both ends, leaving one in a dilemma.

The Primordial Daoist gazed at the Pool of Myriad Laws—on one side, a chaotic halo permeated the air, and the network of the new realm was beginning to take shape; on the other side, eerie mist surged, and the Xuanhuang realm was on the verge of spiraling out of control. Even the eternal Daoist heart felt a chill of powerlessness.

The Primordial Daoist gazed at the Netherworld Blood Realm, then at the figure in green robes within the Chaos Treasure Palace, and uttered each word from the Eternal Ice Abyss: "Chaos Daoist!"

Inside the Chaos Treasure Palace, Li Mu ignored the murderous intent emanating from the other realms. He sensed the near-perfect "Realm Transformation" of the more than ten realms and felt the increasingly close resonance between the Chaos Dao Fruit and the various realms.

On the surface of the Chaos Dao Fruit, billions of Dao patterns flowed faster, becoming increasingly complex and profound, drawing ever closer to the secrets of the origin of chaos. Li Mu smiled, overjoyed.

The Chaos Dao Fruit, the size of a millstone, on the branch trembled slightly, and the speed at which the billions of Dao patterns on its surface flowed increased by another third, as if it would be completely perfected at any moment and burst forth with the chaotic source light that illuminates the ages.

The transformation of the world has reached its most critical moment.

Within the Golden Puppet Realm, the Myriad Machine Heavenly City collapsed with a roar, merging into the blazing gray-gold Dao Fire at the core of the earth's veins. Countless metal creations melted and reforged in the Dao Fire, transforming into the purest Geng Metal essence, outlining a brand-new realm framework with chaotic patterns.

In the Xuan Yuan Ash Realm, the Ash Sea surged, and the intricate chaotic fire patterns had spread to every inch of space. The violent, annihilating Ash Fire transformed into a gentle stream, flowing slowly along some mysterious trajectory. Within the fire, subtle life rhythms could be faintly heard, as if a new life would be born from the flames in the next moment.

In the Realm of Time Ruins, the flow of time is disordered, and scenes of the past and future intertwine; in the Realm of Illusion, the boundary between reality and illusion is blurred, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and dreams; in the Realm of Breath of Earth, the earth wriths, giving rise to chaotic veins; in the Realm of Profound Darkness, the dark and deep darkness transforms the dark energy into the chaotic yin source; in the Realm of Azure Sun, the light is restrained, and the yang energy condenses into the chaotic yang core... More than ten realms each display different phenomena, and the origin of the realm's core is undergoing an essential transformation under the refinement of the chaotic mother source.

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The connections between them and the Ancestral Tree of Myriad Realms, the threads of law that had sustained them for countless epochs, were breaking and dissipating one by one. In their place were invisible, intangible, yet resilient chaotic roots that pierced through the void, ignoring the barrier of the Spirit Sealing Array, and deeply embedded themselves into the Chaos Dao Tree behind Li Mu, or more precisely, into the Chaos Dao Fruit that was about to reach its full potential.

A brand new, independent domain network centered on Li Mu's Chaos Dao is rapidly taking shape!
(End of this chapter)