Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

The battle was at a stalemate for a time.

Xuanhuang Daojun's eyes twitched slightly, his mind racing, and he issued a deep order: "Change formation! Xuanhuang split up, turning spears into shields! Auxiliary troops, advance and extinguish the eerie fire!"

As soon as the command was given, the Iron Guard Formation shifted dramatically, its sharp, arrow-like momentum transforming into a rounded, defensive formation. The Xuanhuang Qi split into countless strands, grinding away the invading eerie fire layer by layer, like a millstone.

The cultivators in charge of purification stepped forward quickly, offering up purifying talismans and exorcising magic treasures. Rays of clear light shone down, fiercely clashing with the eerie fire.

Although Xuanhuang Daojun could suppress the Burning World Tree, the tree was deeply rooted in the core of the realm, continuously absorbing the essence of the Blazing Realm, and his injuries were instantly healed.

Countless fiery entities scattered and harassed the army, making it difficult for them to unleash their full power and completely sever their roots.

……

The Realm of the Frozen Gods, an Eternal Frozen Land.

What was once a desolate and frigid land has now become an eternally silent icy prison. The ancient ice, aged for millennia, is now stained gray-white, its surface covered with a layer of writhing, icy membrane. The chilling air of the Netherworld merges with the deathly power of the Ghost Clan, condensing into a soul-corroding icy wind that howls and sweeps across the land, freezing and distorting even light and divine consciousness.

The Eternal Silent Tree, formed from the Ice Skeleton Sovereign, is rooted in the core of the frozen earth. Its entire body is deathly white, as if sculpted from ice crystals, and its branches are jagged, like outstretched skeletons. The nine illusory skulls have long since merged into the tree crown, transforming into nine gray-white ice skulls. The soul fires in their eye sockets, a mixture of eerie blue and ghostly white, burn fiercely, constantly spewing out icy breath that freezes the void.

Qinglin Daomu stood on a nine-colored lotus platform, suspended above the icy prison. The life force around her transformed into azure light rain, attempting to dispel the cold and awaken the frozen life. Her Azure Wood Heavenly Army deployed the "Great Array of Spring Rejuvenation," and verdant vines broke through the ice, seeking to seize the strange power to nourish themselves.

"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!" The life-giving light rain collided with the soul-corroding icy wind, creating a series of strange sounds.

The light rain could only melt the surface of the strange ice, unable to shake the core of the Ice Prison. As soon as the green vines touched the gray-white ice layer, they were eroded by the power of death, their green color turned gray, and they lost all their spirituality. Instead, they were swallowed up by the strange tree and turned into nourishment.

"Giggle..."

The Eternal Silent Tree emitted a piercing, icy laugh. Its nine heads turned in unison, its eerie fire surged, its crown swayed, and a torrential downpour of gray-white ice crystals filled the sky, carrying with them a strange power that froze life and eroded the Dao heart. The eerie fire was hidden within, waiting for its chance to explode.

Qinglin Daomu's face paled slightly. The clear light of her lotus platform swirled, condensing into layers of light curtains to block the torrential rain of ice crystals, attempting to draw life force around the solid ice and strike directly at the roots. However, the laws of the Ice Prison were already distorted, and her divine sense, probing in, was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, its traces nowhere to be found.

"Dao Mother, the left flank of the formation is about to collapse!" a Heavenly Army general urgently reported.

On the left side of the formation, thick layers of gray-white ice crystals piled up like a mountain, the runes on the formation base rapidly dimmed, and several cultivators had bluish-purple faces, clearly having been corrupted by the strange power.

Qinglin Daomu's expression was solemn. With a gentle wave of her jade hand, a seed of innate Yi wood essence fell into the void. In an instant, it took root and sprouted, transforming into a towering green tree. A torrent of vitality poured down, temporarily stabilizing the left flank.

However, this technique is extremely costly. Qinglin Daomu's gaze swept across the boundless ice prison, and she knew that without a way to break the deadlock, it would be difficult to win in a prolonged battle.

……

Thunder Punishment God Realm, Thousand Thunder Sea Eyes.

The once blazing purple lightning pool has now become a hell of thunder. Gray-white lightning snakes roam endlessly, their chilling power corroding the soul. Countless pale cracks are torn open in the void, the laws of eerie thunder run rampant, and order collapses.

The most ferocious of all was the Thunder Demon Tree, transformed from the Eternal Thunder God. Its trunk was like charred, lightning-struck wood, mottled and pale, with several grotesque bone spurs sprouting from its broken horn, sparks flying incessantly. Its single eye transformed into a sea of ​​eerie fire and lightning, surging with destruction and madness.

Xingyan Daozun and Taiyu Immortal Lord joined forces to defend against the enemy. The Zhou Tian Star Chart hung high, drawing the brilliance of billions of stars to form a dazzling star curtain, resisting the bombardment of the strange lightning;

The Taiyu Array Diagram unfolds, layers of space fold and compress the domain of the Demon Tree, attempting to imprison it.

"The Haoyang Star has fallen!"

Star Dao Venerable's fingertips blazed with starlight, drawing upon pure Yang Dao Fire, which condensed into several meteors that crashed fiercely towards the Demon Tree!
"Taiyu Imprisonment, Lock!"

Taiyu Immortal Lord simultaneously activated the array diagram, causing the invisible barrier to close and block the path of escape.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Meteorites struck one after another, annihilating the pure yang Dao fire and the strange lightning. The demonic tree's trunk was charred and riddled with holes, emitting a painful roar.

Deep within the eye of the Thunder Sea, gray-white lightning snakes gathered continuously, rapidly healing the wounds. The newly formed bone spurs appeared even more ferocious, and the power of the strange lightning was even greater than before!
“This fiend is too deeply connected to the core of the world, and its lightning power is inexhaustible, making it difficult to destroy!” Xingyan Daozun’s expression was solemn. He devised countless strategies using the Zhou Tian Star Chart, but none of them were effective due to the continuous source of the strange lightning.

The Immortal Lord of Taiyu attempted to sever its connection with the Boundary Core using a spatial cutting technique. The strange lightning was extremely violent, and as soon as the crack appeared, it was filled and torn apart by the lightning snakes, unable to last.

The Thunder Demon Tree went berserk, its trunk suddenly expanding and its single-eyed sea of ​​lightning boiling. A gray-white lightning spear, thicker than a mountain, instantly condensed, ignoring the distortion of space and carrying the power to annihilate all laws, and pierced straight into the core of the Starry Sky Array!

……

Beside the Pool of Ten Thousand Laws.

The primordial Daoist's mind and spirit merged with the spiritual network, and the stalemate in the three main battlefields was clearly reflected in the lake of the heart.

In the Blazing Divine Realm, the Xuanhuang Daojun is incomparably brave, yet he is trapped by endless eerie fires and the regeneration of the World-Burning Eerie Tree;
In the Frozen Divine Realm, Qinglin Daomu's life force was suppressed by the deathly stillness of the Ice Prison, making every step difficult.
In the Thunder Punishment Divine Realm, Xingyan and Taiyu, despite their combined efforts, were unable to sever the roots of the Demon Tree and instead suffered a violent counterattack.

Even more troublesome is that the cracks in the boundary wall of the Azure Profound Realm are widening day by day, the Demon Emperor of the Golden Yuan Demon Realm is struggling to hold on alone, and the Azure Wave, Gravel, and other realms are urgently seeking help... The defense line of the heavens is like a stone thrown into a lake, the ripples are spreading, and it is almost collapsing.

A clear light flashed from the fingertips of the Primordial Daoist, and a series of commands traversed the void:

"Command the 'Vermilion Bird of Blazing Fire' clan to quickly proceed to the Blazing Divine Realm and use the Southern Bright Flame to assist Fellow Daoist Xuanhuang in suppressing the eerie flames!"

"The Pavilion Master of 'Warm Jade Pavilion' is hereby summoned to the Frozen Divine Realm with the Source of Yanghe to help Fellow Daoist Qinglin dispel the death energy!"

"Summon the descendants of the 'Ancient God of Thunder', draw upon the ancestral Thunder Seal, disrupt the Thunder Punishment and the Mysterious Thunder Law, and create an opportunity for Xingyan and Taiyu to break the deadlock!"

……

The Primordial Dao's commands rained down, but could not reverse the tide of decline. The elite forces on the three main battlefields were mired in a quagmire, unable to seize the opportunity to win. The speed at which the Ghost Clan's plague spread across the myriad realms far exceeded everyone's expectations.

The Primordial Daoist's expression was solemn, his brows furrowed with exhaustion as he stared at the trembling phantom of the Myriad Realms Ancestral Tree in the Myriad Laws Source Pool—a pale, foul filth was spreading wildly along its veins.

Despite exhausting the power of all the heavens and myriad realms, it was still impossible to stop the all-out attack of this treacherous race that had been plotting for millennia.

The gaze of the Primordial Daoist Venerable turned to the Netherworld Blood Realm once again. The realm remained as silent as ever, as if this cataclysmic calamity of the myriad realms had nothing to do with him.

"Lord of Chaos! Alas!"

A deep complexity flashed across the eyes of the Primordial Dao Venerable. This person was a variable in all the heavens and myriad worlds. His path was domineering and his heart was unfathomable. He had already made an exception to save the Ancient Origin Realm Lord in the previous rescue.

This calamity is sweeping across all realms; it seems only he can save us.

After contemplating, the Primordial Daoist stepped out of the Pool of Myriad Laws, his figure transforming into a wisp of clear light, tearing through layers of void, and reaching the Netherworld Blood Realm. The Netherworld Blood Realm was now devoid of the Netherworld Blood Fiends; only chaotic energy permeated the surrounding area, isolating it from the outside world, forming a unique realm that could not be explored.

The Primordial Daoist did not force his way in. He simply stood quietly in the void, his body radiating a clear light, and gazed directly at the Chaos Treasure Palace hidden in the void. He spoke loudly, "Chaos Daoist, Primordial Daoist requests an audience!"

The voice of the Primordial Daoist was not loud, but it penetrated the depths of the Netherworld, creating ripples in the chaotic airflow, and reaching the Chaos Treasure Palace.

Inside the Chaos Treasure Palace, Li Mu sat cross-legged beneath the Dao Tree, the Dao Fruits on its branches pulsating, seemingly oblivious to the sounds of the outside world.

Li Mu only opened his eyes and woke up when the Primordial Daoist called out to him for the third time.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Taichu who has come from afar. Please come in!" Li Mu stood up to greet him with a smile.

The next moment, the chaotic air currents parted, revealing a passage, and the gate of the Chaotic Treasure Palace opened!

Tai Chu Dao Zun took a deep breath and stepped inside. He felt that the chaotic Daoist aura around him was like an abyss or a prison, which made his soul stagnate slightly.

Upon entering the Chaos Treasure Palace, the scene before him caused the Daoist Master of the Primordial Beginning to tremble. The towering Chaos Dao Tree grew even more majestic, and the miniature world floating among its branches and leaves had evolved into the sun, moon, stars, mountains, and rivers. Life and destruction were intertwined, as if it could open up a true universe at any moment.

Beneath the Chaos Dao Tree, Li Mu's aura was unfathomable.

“Fellow Daoist Taichu has come in person, surely not just to reminisce with me. Please speak frankly!” Li Mu smiled slightly and got straight to the point.

Suppressing his distracting thoughts, the Primordial Daoist Venerable faced Li Mu directly and said in a deep voice, "The plague of the Ghost Clan has fully erupted, using the Ancestral Tree of Myriad Realms as its vein to erode the Thirty-Six Realms. The origins of the Blazing Flame, Frost, and Thunder Punishment Realms have been seized, and the three Realm Lords have all been corrupted into Ghost Trees, threatening the surrounding border regions. Fellow Daoists Xuanhuang, Qinglin, Xingyan, and Taiyu are all engaged in fierce battles, and the situation is extremely precarious!"

After speaking, he pointed with his fingertips, revealing the tragic scene he saw in the Pool of Myriad Laws: the Blazing Divine Realm had turned into a dark red inferno, the frozen earth had become an eternal ice abyss, the Thunder Punishment Starfield was wreaking havoc with strange lightning, billions of living beings were wailing, and the foundation of the realm was shaken; as the clear light flowed, scenes of war between the realms, the bloodshed of the allied forces, and the collapse of defenses appeared one by one.

"The Strange Race's current scheme is to use the myriad realms as nourishment to pollute the Ancestral Tree and reverse the universe. The 'Seed of Deceit' directly invades the Dao Heart, making it impossible to defend against. Ordinary methods are merely stopgap measures, unable to eradicate its root." The Primordial Dao Venerable spoke solemnly, his gaze fixed on Li Mu, and pleaded, "The survival of the myriad realms hangs by a thread. The Great Dao of Chaos encompasses all phenomena and evolves all laws, seemingly possessing an innate restraining effect on the Strange Origin. The previous calamity of the Ancient Origin has already proven this. I have come today to ask Fellow Daoist Li to take action and turn the tide."

As soon as he finished speaking, Taichu Daozun bowed deeply to Li Mu, adopting an extremely humble attitude.

For the sake of all the heavens and myriad realms, the Primordial Dao Venerable had no choice but to personally go to this place and plead with the Chaos Dao Lord, who had once been sealed away by the combined forces.

The Chaos Treasure Palace was completely silent, with only the sound of surging chaotic energy audible. Li Mu lowered his gaze, seemingly examining a wisp of gray energy at his fingertips, or perhaps his mind was wandering elsewhere, completely ignoring what the Primordial Dao Venerable had said.

Time ticked by, each breath like torture. The Primordial Daoist Master maintained his bowed posture, his face shrouded in a soft glow, his expression ancient and unsophisticated, yet the knuckles of his fingers subtly curled within his sleeves, betraying his inner urgency.

After a long while, Li Mu raised his eyes, his gaze as deep and still as an ancient well.

"I can make a move!"

As the four words fell, the Tai Chu Dao Zun felt a mixture of relief and tension.

Li Mu continued, "Indeed, there are three things."

"Fellow Daoist, please speak." Tai Chu Dao Zun straightened up, looking at Li Mu with a solemn expression.

"Firstly, after this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, none of you shall, for any reason or by any means, obstruct my path to enlightenment." Li Mu raised a finger, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Tai Chu's eyes flickered slightly. The Chaos Dao Lord's merging with the Dao signifies the perfection of the Great Dao and a deep integration with the source network of all realms. At that time, his power will surpass all realms. However, the myriad realms have already been invaded by the Ghost Race, leaving them with no remaining strength to restrain him. This condition is now dispensable!
"Secondly!" Li Mu raised his second finger, indicating, "After the calamity is quelled, all the heavens and myriad realms shall not interfere with my path. My actions and my territory shall be decided by myself."

Upon hearing this, the Chaos Dao Lord and his forces will completely break away from the Myriad Realms Alliance, and may even continue to expand, becoming a behemoth that cannot be controlled.

"Thirdly," Li Mu raised his third finger, his voice firm and resolute, "all the Gui Clan's essence that I have refined and collected in this battle, regardless of the amount, belongs to me. You are not allowed to ask for it or inquire about it."

The origin of the Ghost Clan contains a strange and powerful force. Even after being refined by chaos, its whereabouts are enough to make a Realm Lord wary. If it is allowed to monopolize it, to what extent will the Chaos Dao Fruit grow?

No one can fathom it.

These three conditions all point directly to the future destiny of the heavens.

The Primordial Daoist fell silent, a faint glow emanating from his body, revealing the turmoil within him.

If we comply, we will be raising a tiger that will become a menace; if we do not comply, the world will be overthrown, all living beings will suffer, and the lineage of Taoism will be severed.

Before my eyes, I seem to see the Xuanhuang Daojun fighting a bloody battle in the Blazing Realm, the Qinglin Daomu struggling to hold on in the Frost Prison, and Xingyan and Taiyu joining forces to fight against the enemy in the Thunder Punishment Domain. Countless small and medium-sized realms are also wailing and collapsing in the strange tides...

When faced with a life-or-death situation, one must choose the lesser of two evils.

"Very well!" The voice of the Primordial Dao Venerable was as firm as metal and stone, and he said decisively, "In the name of the Primordial Dao, I swear an oath to the Great Dao: If I win this battle, I will never hinder your merging with the Dao, nor will I interfere with your path to the Dao. All the origins of the Ghost Clan will belong to you! If you disobey, the Great Dao will abandon you, and your pure radiance will be forever dimmed!"

Having finished speaking, the Primordial Dao Venerable pointed his fingers like a brush, drawing upon the fundamental Dao principles to outline intricate and radiant Dao patterns in the void. Once the Dao patterns were formed, a vast and binding force permeated the air, resonating with the order of laws in all realms. They were then imprinted deep within the void and vanished without a trace.

Li Mu observed quietly, his face showing neither joy nor sorrow, only nodding slightly.

“The oath has been made, and the agreement has been reached.” Li Mu nodded with pleasure, and his aura suddenly changed, like an ancient ferocious beast awakening. Vast chaotic Dao essence soared into the sky, and the entire treasure mansion rumbled and trembled!
The next moment, Li Mu took a step forward and arrived beside Tai Chu. His gaze pierced through the Netherworld Barrier and looked directly at the endless star field where war was raging.

“Let’s go, let’s go and meet this so-called… Ghost Clan Plague.” Li Mu gestured with a smile.

Tai Chu Dao Zun felt a sudden lightness around his body as he was enveloped by an invisible force. In the next instant, the two figures disappeared from the treasure palace at the same time.

Beyond the Netherworld Blood Realm, the void twisted, and two figures stepped out. Behind Li Mu, the majestic Chaos Dao Tree phantom reappeared, its branches piercing through reality and illusion, and its swaying leaves eliciting mournful cries from the laws of the heavens.

"Where should we send reinforcements first?" Li Mu turned his head to look at Taichu Daozun and asked with a smile.

The Primordial Daoist Qinghui pointed to the most violent point of energy and said, "Blazing Divine Realm! Fellow Daoist Xuanhuang is in the most perilous situation!"

"Row."

Li Mu's figure flashed, and he appeared in the Blazing God Realm.

The next moment, Li Mu raised his hand and grasped it, and the Chaos Axe condensed, its gray blade gleaming with cold light, reflecting the scene of creation.

With a swift motion, the axe fell!

With a "whoosh!" sound, the thick, eerie white mist surrounding the Blazing God Realm was cleaved open, creating a massive gap that stretched across the star field. Chaotic energy swirled around the edge of the gap, constantly eroding the eerie mist that was trying to close.

Through the crack, one could see the dark red inferno churning inside, with the World-Burning Evil Tree wildly waving its branches, fiercely clashing with the Xuanhuang Giant Spear condensed by the Xuanhuang Daojun.

Li Mu moved like lightning, carrying a surging chaotic current, and rushed straight towards the World-Burning Strange Tree at the core of the Molten Sea!
The Primordial Daoist followed closely behind, his radiant light shining brightly, and without hesitation, he rushed into the Blazing Divine Realm. (End of Chapter)