Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

The war across all realms has reached the brink of collapse.

The true form of the Demonic Mother Tree manifested, its countless roots plunging into the remnants of the realm, devouring everything in their path. The allied forces of the heavens suffered repeated defeats, their defenses collapsing one after another; the Ancestral Tree of All Realms wailed incessantly, its gray and white patches spreading like a plague, its radiance dimming, its branches and leaves withering away.

"Can't wait any longer!"

The Primordial Daoist stood beside the Pool of Myriad Laws, gazing at the realm swallowed by the ghastly white light reflected in the pool, his eyes filled with unwavering resolve. His body radiated an intense, pure light, and with a single step, he was already near the main trunk of the Ancestral Tree—that void most deeply corrupted by the power of the strange transformation.
"Fellow Daoists!" The Primordial Dao Venerable's divine thoughts surged like a tide, sweeping through the minds of the remaining lords of all realms: "The invasion of the Ghost Clan is accelerating, and the Ancestral Tree is on the verge of collapse! Only by resorting to extraordinary measures can we seize a sliver of hope!"

Before he finished speaking, the Primordial Dao Venerable spread his arms, and the Primordial Pure Qi surrounding his body suddenly burst into flames. This was no ordinary fire, but the flame of the Dao Source transformed from the origin of his Great Dao. The pure light transformed into blazing white flames, reflecting his figure as if it were crystal.

"Using my Dao as the guide, I will awaken the remnants of the origins of all realms to resonate... and deploy the 'Great Array of the Burning Origin of All Realms'!"

Rumble!
As the Primordial Dao Venerable's boundless Dao Source burned, the Ancestral Tree of Myriad Realms trembled violently. Within the branches and veins that had not yet been completely devoured by the Evil Transformation, the origin of the realms seemed to be summoned, and scattered points of clear light struggled to light up, piercing through the Evil Mist, crossing the void, and converging towards the location of the Primordial Dao Venerable.

Seeing this scene, Qinglin Dao Mother, Haoyi Dao Ancestor, Yongji Dao Lord... one after another, the Realm Lords did not hesitate for a moment, and they all activated the Realm Seal to draw down the Realm Origin and pour it in from a distance!
Countless sources of Dao flowed into the great array formed by the Primordial Dao Venerable, like rivers flowing into the sea. A dazzling light curtain suddenly expanded from him, as thin as gauze yet stronger than divine metal, forcibly covering the area where the ancestral tree trunk and the roots of the monstrous mother tree intertwined.

"Sizzle... hiss hiss hiss!"

The source fire touched the roots, and the burning sound was ear-piercing; this scene merged the source fire of all realms under the dominion of the primordial Dao Venerable's source fire, suppressing the invasion of the evil force, curbing the devouring trend, and even burning a large number of its fine roots until they withered and broke.

The bizarre mother tree roared angrily, its trunk twisting wildly, and its thick roots lashing and drilling like mad dragons.

The primordial fire array rippled wildly, almost shattering, yet it remained firmly in place, buying a breather for the collapsing defense line of the myriad worlds.

However, this array ignites the very essence of all realms with every breath, thus sustaining its operation.

……

Outside the Azure Profound Realm, the battle was extremely fierce.

The Xuanhuang Daojun was covered in blood, his ten-thousand-foot-tall Dharma form was cracked, and a corner of the Xuanhuang giant sword in his hand was broken off; behind him, half of the boundary wall was broken, and strange mist surged in, causing the mountains and rivers to lose their color and all living beings to weep blood.

Several main roots of the mother tree, spanning across the star field, like pale white pythons, coiled around the core of the Azure Profound Realm, causing the realm's source to rapidly dissipate.

"Can't protect them anymore..." Xuanhuang Daojun's single eye turned bloodshot as he looked at his wailing people in the eerie mist and at the withering of the ancient Qingxuan tree that supported heaven and earth. A sense of sorrow and despair welled up in his heart.

Xuanhuang Daojun suddenly turned around and looked at the Myriad Realms Ancestral Tree struggling to hold on in the void. It seemed to pierce through endless space and see Taichu Daozun burning the array with his body.

"Fellow Daoist Taichu has already accomplished a great feat, how can we, Xuanhuang... fall behind!"

A roar shook the starry river, and the ten-thousand-foot-tall Dharma form suddenly shrank back, all its power returning to the "Mysterious Yellow Realm Seal" on its chest, which was a symbol of life and death!
The boundary seal radiated a thick yellow light, illuminating the heavens, as if bearing the weight of mountains and rivers for eternity.

"With my soul, I sacrifice my realm! Xuanhuang...immortal!"

boom! ! !
The boundary seal and the Dao body exploded with a deafening roar!
The immense power, carrying the sorrow and aspirations of an entire realm, transformed into a primordial torrent that tore through the galaxy, crashing fiercely into the main root of the mother tree that was entangled around the core of the Azure Profound Realm!

"Ow—!"

The monstrous mother tree howled through the air in pain. One of its thickest main roots was blasted in half by this desperate attack. Thick, monstrous blood gushed out like a waterfall, and the broken roots twisted wildly, abruptly stopping their devouring momentum!

The core of the Azure Profound Realm was temporarily preserved, and the wailing within the realm subsided slightly.

At the epicenter of the explosion, Xuanhuang Daojun's aura flickered like a candle in the wind, his soul shattered, leaving only a trace of his true spirit enveloped in the dissipating Xuanhuang energy, ready to be annihilated at any moment.

……

Li Mu suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with a chaotic swirling starlight. The tragic grandeur of the "Myriad Realms Burning Source Array," the resolute self-destruction of the Xuanhuang Daojun, and the painful howl of the main root of the Deviant Mother Tree after being damaged were all clearly reflected in his heart.

Li Mu took a step forward, his figure completely merging with the towering Chaos Dao Tree. The Dao Tree's countless roots reached into the void, drawing upon the ever-more violent source of the myriad worlds caused by the great battle.

Li Mu lightly raised his right hand and touched the Chaos Flame with his fingertips.

"Go forth, burn away all evil, and restore clarity to all realms!"

The chaotic fire trembled slightly, then transformed into a gray stream of light, ignoring time and space, and instantly appeared at the broken end of the main root of the mother tree, which was severely damaged by Xuanhuang and was still twisting wildly!
The moment the spark touched the blood of the demon—

With a deafening roar, the Chaos Dao Fire erupted completely!
The gray flames seemed to possess a spirit, spreading rapidly along the broken surface and burning wildly along its veins!

"Ow!!!"

The Demon Mother Tree let out a shrill scream. The Chaos Dao Fire damaged its very foundation, far surpassing any supernatural power. Wherever the flames passed, its roots were burned to nothingness. The origin of the Demon Clan was also refined and fed back into the Dao Fire, causing the Chaos Dao Fire to burn ever more fiercely.

The Chaos Dao Fire, like a leech, surged upwards from the broken root of the mother tree. Wherever it passed, the origin of the Ghost Clan cried out in agony and shrieked, turning into wisps of green smoke, which were then swallowed up by the Dao Fire, making the fire even more intense and powerful.

Li Mu's gaze fell upon the nearly annihilated Xuanhuang True Spirit. With a flick of his sleeve, a gentle stream of chaotic energy swept out, like a loving mother caressing her infant, tenderly enveloping the remaining light and forcefully pulling it back from the brink of destruction.

The true spirit was faint, with only a wisp of indomitable will remaining, teetering on the edge of annihilation.

"When we scatter, we scatter; when we gather, we gather."

Li Mu whispered, his fingertips gently guiding a wisp of pure, chaotic origin that detached from the core of the Dao Tree, evolving into earth, wind, water, and fire, redefining purity and turbidity, yin and yang, instantly depicting the profound true meaning of the Xuanhuang Dao, condensing into a hazy Xuanhuang Dao source.

The source of the Dao slowly merged into the true spirit, like sweet rain falling on scorched earth.

The dim and dying true spirit was nourished, its light gradually returned, the cracks were healed, and it became more solid and pure than before; the blood and flesh fragments and the fragments of the foundation of the Dao scattered in the void were also drawn to the true spirit, like rivers flowing into the sea, and reshaped the outline of the Dao body.

Within moments, Daoist Xuanhuang reappeared, his face pale, his aura weak, but his Dao foundation stable, faintly revealing an ancient essence merging with chaos. Daoist Xuanhuang opened his eyes, the shock and confusion gone, and looked at Li Mu with immense gratitude, solemnly bowing and saying, "Fellow Daoist Li, your kindness in saving me will be forever forgotten by Xuanhuang!"

Li Mu smiled and waved his hand, his gaze falling on the "Myriad Realms Burning Source Array" that was being desperately maintained. The array screen flickered under the frantic counterattack of the mother tree's roots, and the figure of the Primordial Dao Venerable appeared and disappeared in the clear light and blazing flames, his aura rapidly diminishing.

"This formation is still missing one key element."

With a slight thought, Li Mu caused the towering Chaos Dao Tree behind him to suddenly appear, its branches spanning across reality and illusion; gray mist flowed down from the leaves, transforming into trickling streams that quietly seeped into the array's foundation, seamlessly merging with the origins of all realms.

As the primordial chaos entered the formation, it was like adding fuel to a raging fire. The "Myriad Realms Ignition Formation" suddenly shone brightly, and the core of the originally blazing white primordial fire was suddenly tinged with a deep gray light!
"Buzz!" With a rang out, the nature of the array changed drastically; the source fire, which had merged with the chaotic Dao rhythm, burned deep into the roots, transforming into an incomparably domineering chaotic Dao fire, tracing back the roots and pointing directly at the core of the monstrous mother tree's origin!
"Chichichi..."

The Demon Mother Tree let out an unprecedented roar of pain, shaking the heavens; the newly born Chaos Dao Fire harmed it far more than any previous method, as if a natural enemy had descended upon the world. All roots that were touched by the Dao Fire were ignited and purified from the source, turning into nothingness. Even the will of the Demon Clan within them was ignited.

The massive true form twisted violently, sensing that the terrifying power originating from chaos was tracing back from cause and effect, heading straight for its core. For the first time, a clear sense of fear emerged in the cold, lifeless will of the monstrous mother tree.

"retreat!"

A powerful, resentful, and unwilling thought erupted from the core of the mother tree.

In an instant, all the roots that were devouring the origins of all realms and fighting against the great formation and the allied forces, regardless of their thickness, trembled in unison and then surged back like a tide! They tore through the void, broke free from their restraints, and recklessly retreated into the true form of the Mother Tree that had manifested beyond the heavens.

The endless roots of the demonic mother tree receded, leaving the realm devastated; star debris floated, riverbeds dried up, and mountains collapsed, silently recounting the carnage that had just occurred. The suffocating, devouring power finally ceased, allowing the surviving creatures to catch their breath, and the near-collapsed core of the realm temporarily stabilized.

On the main trunk of the Ancestral Tree of Myriad Realms, the spread of gray and white patches suddenly stopped, and the source of the Dao ceased to diminish.

The pressure on the "Myriad Realms Ignition Array" decreased sharply, and its radiance subsided. The figure of the Primordial Dao Venerable reappeared clearly, gazing at Li Mu's location. His complex expression was illuminated by the clear light, and he nodded in greeting from afar.

Xuanhuang Daojun stood beside Li Mu, feeling the profound resonance between the newly formed Dao body within him and the wisp of Chaos Dao Source. He then looked at the Chaos Dao Tree in the void, which seemed to be an emperor descending to earth, and the figure in green robes beneath the tree, his awe deepening.

Deep within the Temple of the Primordial Evil, a deathly silence reigned, as if ancient ice had suddenly shattered.

The horizontal rift running across the main trunk of the Ancient God of Corruption was completely torn open. The viscous, dark red filth no longer dripped, but instead surged forth like a burst dam, illuminating the entire temple in a desolate and chilling light. Shadows dissolved in the filth, emitting a sharp, bone-eating hissing sound. The pale mist that the Ancient God of Devouring Realms had transformed into churned violently with unprecedented force. The countless resentful faces ceased their shrieks, instead resonating with a low, deep hum, a fusion of extreme resentment and despair, shaking the very void.

"Chaos...this child has severed the foundation of our race!" The ancient god of decay's divine sense was dry and twisted, each word as if squeezed out from his rotten throat, carrying a hatred that eroded through eternity.

The three pillars of blazing flames, freezing ice, and lightning were uprooted, severely damaging the root system of the mother tree and abruptly interrupting the process of devouring the ancestral tree of all realms. Even more terrifying was that the strange chaotic fire could actually burn upwards along the roots, directly damaging the mother tree's essence!
The ancient god of the realm condensed into mist, no longer humanoid, only pure chaos and a destructive will remained: "Millions of years of planning, step by step, have been destroyed in an instant! Lord of Chaos... this fiend will never let my race rest in peace!"

"The Allied Forces of All Realms have gained a respite, the Primordial Elder has secured the Source, and the erosion of the Ancestral Tree has been temporarily halted... The opportunity has been lost, and ordinary contamination is no longer meaningful." Countless branches danced wildly on the trunk of the Ancient God of Corruption, piercing the surrounding void and stirring the pulse deep within the temple that was of the same origin as the Mother Tree: "Only by performing the ultimate method can we reverse the tide and slay this fiend!"

"The ultimate method..." The ancient god of the Devouring Realm hesitated slightly; even an ancient god would feel a chill at the cost.

"There is no other way!" The Ancient God of Corruption roared, its filthy light boiling like a pot: "Use our origins as a sacrifice, draw upon the myriad sources of evil that have settled in the core of the Mother Tree, and forcibly give birth to the 'Source Embryo'! Only when the Source Embryo of Evil descends into the world and nurtures a supreme will can it crush chaos with absolute power and devour the Ancestral Tree of All Realms!"

The Ancient God of Devouring Realms remained silent for a moment, the mist suddenly contracting and then expanding, finally transforming into a resolute statement: "So be it! The survival of our race is above all else! Let us offer this crippled body to the Mother Tree, in exchange for a glimmer of hope for our race's survival!"

The wills of the two gods merged, with nothing left to hold back.

The Temple of the Source of Evil trembled violently. The walls and dome of the temple, which were made of pale, intertwined branches, lit up with eerie gray-white patterns. Countless orifices spewed out eerie mist that twisted divine souls. The entire temple seemed to come alive, transforming into a beating heart that resonated strongly with the eerie Mother Tree in the distant void.

The majestic, withered form of the Ancient God of Corruption crumbled inch by inch, transforming into the purest dark red, foul light, which flowed like rivers into the sea towards the point of nothingness that suddenly appeared in the center of the temple. The pale white mist that the Ancient God of Devouring Realms had transformed into also spun wildly, tearing apart and refining countless vengeful faces within it, extracting strands of pure essence that merged into that point of nothingness.

Sacrifice! Two ancient gods of the Ghost Clan, who had lived for countless eons, burned their very foundations of existence without hesitation, offering up their life's worth of Ghostly Essence to the last hope of their race.

"All evils return to their origin, and the primordial embryo is conceived!"

A grand vision echoed through the temple, and the void that had absorbed the essence of the two ancient gods suddenly expanded, transforming into a fist-sized, constantly twisting and shifting ball of light. Gray, white, and red intertwined on its surface, and within it seemed countless worlds were being created and destroyed, with billions of eerie shadows howling, radiating a primal pressure that surpassed even that of ordinary world lords.

The newly born "Myriad Demonic Origin Embryo" trembled slightly, pierced through the temple's barrier, ignored spatial distance, and directly manifested outside the myriad realms—in the very center of the main trunk of the Demonic Mother Tree!
The mother tree's pale, bone-like surface suddenly bulged with a massive bulge, upon which countless twisted and eerie patterns converged, and viscous, dark red sap surged wildly from its veins. The primordial embryo throbbed like a heartbeat, each contraction and expansion causing the entire mother tree to tremble, and the pale light that permeated the star field to flicker accordingly.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

……

The deep, powerful throbbing sound, like an ancient war drum, pierced through layers of void and resonated clearly in the minds of every living being. An indescribable sense of great terror and destruction quietly spread with the sound.

Above the ruins of the Azure Profound Realm, Li Mu suddenly looked up. The chaotic star vortex in his eyes spun at an unprecedented speed. He clearly sensed that a strange race will, far more ancient, cold, and pure than the Corruption Source and the Devouring Realm, was rapidly being conceived and growing in the core of the Strange Race Mother Tree!
Li Mu frowned. The Chaos Dao Tree behind him sensed the aura of his nemesis, its branches and leaves swaying violently, rustling and emitting Dao sounds. Grayish air currents surged and condensed into a thick chaotic barrier in front of him.

Beside the Pool of Myriad Laws, the Primordial Daoist suddenly stood up. The reflection in the pool clearly showed the bulge on the trunk of the Mother Tree, and he was greatly shocked: "The Ghost Clan... actually committed such an act of annihilation! Forcefully urging the Origin Embryo!"

The Star Dao Venerable's fingertip star chart cracked open, and he stared in horror at the void: "The heavenly secrets... are utterly chaotic! All the tributaries of the future are shrouded in the destructive will of the Origin Embryo!"

The Xuanhuang Daojun's just-steadied body trembled as he felt the immense pressure of the crossing, his expression becoming extremely solemn: "If this thing succeeds, I'm afraid..."

……

The atmosphere, which had eased slightly due to the retreat of the roots of the Ghost Clan's Mother Tree, instantly became tense again, shrouded in despair.

On the trunk of the bizarre mother tree, the bulge throbbed with increasing force. Gray, white, and red light flowed endlessly, gradually solidifying into a giant egg covered with natural bizarre patterns, shaped like a deformed heart—the Origin Embryo of Myriad Bizarre Creations!
The primordial embryo throbbed incessantly, greedily absorbing the pure, strange essence transmitted by the monstrous mother tree, the strange essence sacrificed by the two ancient gods, and the foundation accumulated by the mother tree over countless eras; with each expansion and contraction, it exuded a pressure that made even the souls of world lords tremble.

Within the amniotic sac, a vague, nascent form could be vaguely seen developing, its shape ever-changing, sometimes a convergence of myriad strange beings, sometimes an ancient demon god. Only a pair of cold, indifferent wills, viewing all worlds as mere ant food, swept across the myriad realms through the amniotic sac. (End of Chapter)