Gou Dao and Cultivation of Immortals, Start from Farming

Li Mu's face was slightly pale. He used the Hundred Realms Channel to divide into hundreds of Dao Fruit clones. He was close to the Dao Integration Realm, and his Dao Source was like a vast ocean. At this moment, it was like a torrent pouring down. The branches and leaves of the Dao Tree trembled slightly, and the Dao Fruits pulsated a little faster.

Soon, Li Mu's heart sank. He discovered that even though the evil energy had been cleared away by the Purification Mantra, and the minds of those who had been rescued, there was still a very subtle "seed" remaining, deeply rooted in the depths of their thoughts and intertwined with their nature. The power of the mantra could suppress it, but it was difficult to eradicate it.

“As long as living beings still have emotions and desires, the seeds of cunning will be difficult to eradicate… The methods of the cunning race are truly vicious!” Li Mu’s eyes were deep. “However… my path is not limited to this.”

Li Mu's thoughts stirred again, resonating with his clones.

In all the heavens and myriad realms, hundreds of avatars simultaneously raised their heads, chanting the mantra: "Chaos has its way, and thoughts are impermanent. Now we establish the Purification Mantra, which will be integrated into the spiritual energy of all realms. All those who cultivate in this realm can sense the mantra's rhythm, cleanse their inner demons, and jointly ward off external evils."

After speaking, the chaotic clones raised their hands and pressed down, injecting a wisp of the Purifying Heart Mantra's essence into the domain's core.

The source of the curse merged with the source of the realm. From then on, the spiritual energy of this realm carried a trace of gentle and purifying power, which continuously and subtly nourished the heart and weakened the growth of evil thoughts.

This is a fundamental solution, but it requires time to mature.

After the matter was over, the hundreds of clones dimmed and dissipated one after another, returning to the Chaos Dao Tree. Li Mu's main body exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the illusory image of the Dao Tree behind him slowly receded.

The fighting in all the heavens and myriad realms gradually ceased.

The treacherous tides were either suppressed or quelled, and the flames of war across the myriad realms were temporarily extinguished.

At the edge of the Pool of Myriad Laws, the Primordial Daoist watched the reflection in the pool gradually flatten. After a long silence, he said in a hoarse voice, "Issue an order to all realms: count the casualties, treat the wounded, collect the remains, and rebuild homes. The Lord of Chaos has already cast a purification spell on the source cores of each realm. From now on, we must always diligently cleanse our minds and prevent external evils from invading again!"

Inside the Ruins Palace, all the projections of the realm lords bowed in unison, silently accepting their orders.

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In the ancient realm of Taixie, deep within the abyss of buried gods and demons.

The two-faced demon stood majestically atop the throne of calamity and bones. Its left half was deathly pale, like a withered tree, its gnarled branches twisted and crisscrossed with cracks; its right half was pitch black, like an abyss, its malevolent fluids gushing forth and its demonic markings grotesque. In the center of its chest, the "Blood Diagram of Ten Thousand Demons," forged from the essence of the demon race and the resentment of the ancient realm, had dimmed, its spiderweb-like cracks spreading and crisscrossing, on the verge of collapse.

On the blood map, most of the hundreds of strange source lights that were originally scattered like stars have now gone out, and the rest are like candles about to burn out, with only a few dozen gray lights flickering at the edges.

"Trash! All trash!" The face of corruption cracked open in fury, and viscous, dark red filthy light gushed out like a burst dam, corroding through the void and melting several floating ancient god and demon remains into foul-smelling pus: "Ten thousand years of accumulation, step by step corruption, were actually destroyed by that Chaos Dao Lord with a flick of his hand! Our clan's cunning plan... destroyed in an instant!"

The Devouring World's Face roared with all three heads and its six arms danced wildly, stirring up the endless evil energy of the Burial God Demon Abyss, causing it to boil like a pot: "Detonating the strange stakes will only slow him down for a moment! The speed at which this fiend's cultivation has improved is astonishing. Those dormant 'seeds' are not enough to accumulate. If they are nurtured for another hundred years... just a hundred years!"

"A hundred years? Now that every realm's spiritual energy contains the true meaning of cleansing demons, it's difficult for evil thoughts to grow!" The face of the Corrupted Source was deathly pale, and the resentment in its eyes was almost solidified. Its branches twisted wildly, tearing the void apart inch by inch: "If we wait any longer, let alone a hundred years, even after ten years, we won't be able to leave this Ancient Evil Realm!"

The head in the center of the Devouring World suddenly roared, its voice shaking the depths of the abyss: "Then we will not wait any longer! We will devour all the remaining evil sources of this world and crush the chaos with absolute power!"

"Just what I wanted!" The face of corruption grinned, and thousands of branches pierced the void, connecting with the shattered origin of the ancient and wicked realm: "The Sea of ​​Bones, the Rift of Time, the Volcano of Sin... these three forbidden lands of this realm contain the remnants of ancient evil, the turbulent flow of time, and the eternal flames of sin, all of which are supreme resources! Today, I will refine them all to replenish my origin!"

The two demonic forces merged their wills, leaving no room for hesitation.

The ten-thousand-foot-tall demonic body was violently uprooted, its left half of the eerie tree roots stretching out like billions of pale white pythons, plunging into the bottom of the Burial God Demon Abyss; the right half of the demonic body churned with evil liquid, condensing into a pitch-black torrent that washed over the abyss walls, causing the entire abyss to tremble violently. The ancient remains of gods and demons, which had been sleeping for countless ages, cried out in unison, their essence forcibly extracted and transformed into gray-black currents that surged into the demonic body like rivers flowing into the sea.

"Roar!" The two-faced demon roared to the sky, its demonic body expanding visibly. The left half of the demonic tree swelled, its bark cracking, and new branches twisted like bone thorns, entwined with gray-white demonic patterns;
The muscles of the right half of the demonic body bulged, and demonic patterns spread, revealing destructive Dao patterns that intertwined the evil essences of calamity, death, and chaos.

In a short while, the two-faced demonic body expanded to a size of a thousand miles, towering like a moving star. Its eerie and malevolent pressure caused the entire void of the Burial God Demon Abyss to freeze, and the laws to mourn.

"Go to the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Bones first!" the Face of Corruption roared.

The two-faced demon took a step forward, shattering layers of spatial barriers, and descended upon the far north of the Ancient Evil Realm.

The sight before him made even the two-faced demon, accustomed to mountains of corpses and seas of blood, feel a chill run down his spine.

The boundless sea of ​​bones is as vast as a star field, with bones piled up into mountains, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles. The bones are a mixture of pale white, gray-black, and dark gold, all belonging to the remains of ancient gods and demons, alien giants, and world lords who fell here.

As time passed, the remaining will and broken Daoist principles mixed together, transforming into a tangible, malevolent wind that howled and swept through, corroding souls and scraping bones.

Deep within the sea of ​​bones lay several enormous, perfectly preserved remains, half-buried in piles of bones: some with dragon heads and human bodies, six wings on their backs; others, nine-headed giant pythons, their scales covered in frost; still others, three-eyed demon gods, their vertical pupils closed, yet still radiating an aura that would make even a realm lord tremble. These were the remains of "Ancient Evils," who had dominated a region during the peak of the Tai Xie Ancient Realm; though dead for millennia, their residual power remained.

"Excellent! What a perfect place to nurture corpses!" The Devouring World's three eyes gleamed with greed, almost overflowing: "By refining all these ancient evil remains, my demonic body can be solidified by another thirty percent!"

Before the words were even finished, the two-faced demon had already plunged into the sea of ​​bones.

The left half of the eerie tree unleashed countless roots, like ravenous beasts, plunging into the countless bones. The instant the roots touched the remains, a ghastly white light burst forth, forcibly extracting the essence of the marrow, fragments of divinity, and shattered principles. Countless bones shattered with a "crack," turning into dust, while a sliver of primordial spiritual light within was seized by the roots, flowing upstream and merging into the core of the eerie tree.

The right half of the demonic body stretched out its six arms, with six rotating "World-Devouring Vortexes" appearing in its palms. These vortexes were as deep as black holes, unleashing terrifying suction, specifically targeting the remnants of the ancient evil that still retained a strong will and struggled against it. Under the influence of the vortexes, distorted phantoms rose from the surface of the skeletons, the manifestations of the ancient evil's remaining will. The phantoms shrieked, triggering a counterattack from the sea of ​​bones, unleashing thousands of bone spears, sinister flames, and torrents of curses upon the demonic body.

"A desperate resistance!" The Devouring World's Face grinned, the Demonic Vortex's rotation speed increased dramatically, its suction force surged tenfold, swallowing up all the counterattack power, forcibly pulling the ancient evil phantom out of the skeleton and dragging it into the core of the vortex for refining.

The remains of an ancient, evil creature with six wings on its back and a dragon's head suddenly trembled. Ghostly green soul flames ignited in its empty eye sockets, and its remaining will awakened, letting out a furious roar that shook the starry sea: "Foreign monster... how dare you desecrate my body!"

With all six wings flapping, the decaying bone wings burst forth with golden light that cut through the void, carrying boundless resentment and slashing towards the head of the two-faced demon.

A fissure appeared on the surface of the source of corruption, spewing out a thick, dark red stream of filth, as sticky as tar. The filth ignited upon contact with the wind, transforming into a blood-red flame that met the golden light of the bone wings.

Blood flames and golden light clashed, unleashing a piercing scream. The ancient dragon-headed demon's remains, having been dead for far too long, had lost even a fraction of their original will and essence. The golden light on its bone wings rapidly dimmed, finally being eroded by the blood flames. Taking advantage of this, the Face of Corruption activated the roots of the eerie tree, plunging them deep into its skull and frantically absorbing its essence. The illusory image of the ancient dragon-headed demon howled, its soul fire flickering, before finally vanishing completely. The massive remains crumbled inch by inch, all its essence devoured.

The aura of the two-faced demon rose steadily, and its demonic body swelled further. Dozens of gray-white "Fruits of the Demonic Path" condensed on the left half of the demonic tree branch, with the phantom of a dragon's head and six wings appearing on the surface of the fruit, containing the ancient evil charm it had plundered; the demonic patterns on the right half of the demonic body became increasingly deep, and ferocious bone spurs protruded from the joints of the six arms, wrapped with the "boundary-breaking golden light" unique to the ancient evil dragon head.

The sea of ​​bones boiled, billions of skeletons roared in unison, and even more ancient evil remains were disturbed, struggling to rise. However, the two-faced demons had already become ferocious, the left and right demons working together seamlessly, turning bones to ash and plundering all essence wherever they went.

After devouring the remains of a nine-headed giant python, the central head of the Devouring World Surface roared with satisfaction, "The Sea of ​​Myriad Bones truly lives up to its name! If I can devour it all, the peak of the Dao will be within reach!"

The source of corruption cast its gaze toward the deepest part of the sea of ​​bones—where three of the most complete ancient evil remains stood in a triangular confrontation. Though they were still and lifeless, the pressure they exuded caused the surrounding sea of ​​bones to form its own domain, and the resentment and evil aura condensed into a tangible barrier.

A body entirely of dark gold, with eight arms in human form, each hand holding a shattered phantom of a star, is the "Ancient Demon of Stars".
A creature shaped like a giant tortoise, with its shell engraved with the ancient river veins, its head resembling a dragon, and its mouth holding a broken piece of the Yellow Springs, is known as the "Mountain-Bearing Underworld Turtle".
One of them was a pure condensation of light and shadow, appearing and disappearing, seemingly existing yet not existing; it was the "Time Shadow Evil Spirit".

"Swallow them!" Greedy saliva dripped from the crack in the face of corruption.

The two-faced demon trembled and charged fiercely toward the three ancient evil remains. The Star-Palm Ancient Demon moved all eight arms at once, and the shattered star shadows in its palms suddenly lit up, transforming into eight gray-white pillars of light that could destroy stars and worlds, intertwining into a net that enveloped the demon.

The massive maw of the Netherworld Turtle opened, and the shattered phantom of the Yellow Springs surged forth, containing countless vengeful souls. Carrying the true meaning of the Styx River, which annihilates life and freezes time, it swept in.

The Shadow Spirit flickered, splitting into countless afterimages of time, attacking the demon's vitals from different dimensions of time and space with mysterious trajectories that were impossible to defend against.

The two-faced demon laughed wildly and advanced instead of retreating.

The left half of the eerie tree suddenly swelled, its branches spreading out and billions of leaves swaying in unison. Each leaf reflected a miniature world that had been transformed by the eerie forces, within which countless eerie shadows shrieked and spewed soul-corroding thunder, filthy blood light, and mind-bending illusions, directly clashing with the pillar of starlight and the River Styx.

The right half of the demonic body, with its six arms, spun rapidly, evolving into the "Devouring Demon Realm," a six-sided entity that devoured the universe. Within the Demon Realm, all laws returned to nothingness, and spacetime became disordered, forcibly pulling in, crushing, and refining the myriad time fragments created by the Time Shadow Evil Spirit.

"Boom boom boom——!"

A world-destroying war erupted from the deepest part of the Bone Sea. Eerie light, demonic energy, starlight, the Styx River, and time shadows collided wildly, causing the entire Sea of ​​Bones to tremble violently. Countless skeletons turned to ashes in the aftershocks, and the barrier of the domain flickered and was on the verge of shattering.

The two-faced demon's body suffered repeated injuries; the left half's tree trunk broke, and its leaves burned; the right half's demonic patterns shattered, and its evil liquid splattered. However, its ferocity was fully unleashed, and the essence it gained from devouring countless bones frantically replenished itself, its injuries healing instantly, and its aura growing stronger with each battle.

"That was exhilarating! That was exhilarating!" The three heads of the Devouring World shrieked in unison, and its six arms suddenly clenched together. The six demonic vortices merged into one, transforming into a "Devouring World Black Hole" that devoured everything, and slammed into the remains of the Ancient Demon of the Palm Star.

The star-like phantoms held aloft by the eight arms of the Star-Controlling Ancient Demon exploded simultaneously, becoming the final blow. The black hole and the starburst clashed, silently annihilating each other, and the aftershocks completely flattened the surrounding thousand-mile-long sea of ​​bones.

Taking advantage of this lull, the roots of the Corruption Source Tree burst forth like venomous dragons, piercing through the skull of the Ancient Demon of the Star Palm and frantically absorbing its essence. The dark gold remains quickly turned to ash and finally shattered with a "crack." A wisp of pure "Star Palm Dao Source" was devoured by the Corruption Source Tree, and a dark gold Corruption Fruit condensed on its branch, with stars appearing and disappearing on its surface.

Fu Yue Ming Yuan and Shi Ying Xie Ling were shocked and enraged, and tried to escape. But the two-faced demon would not allow its prey to escape, so it split its demonic body in two, with the left demon and the right demon each pursuing one of them.

The left half of the eerie tree transformed into a gigantic, pale white net that blotted out the sky, enveloping the Netherworld Turtle. Its roots pierced into the river patterns on its tortoise shell, forcibly extracting the turtle's essence and the true meaning of the Yellow Springs. The right half of the demonic body evolved into the "Time-Disordered Demon Realm," disrupting the flow of time and trapping the Shadow Evil Spirit in a temporal swamp. Its six demonic vortexes unleashed their power, tearing and refining the shadowy body inch by inch.

Within half a day, the two ancient evil remains vanished one after another, their essence returning to the two-faced demon.

The two-sided demonic body expanded rapidly once again, reaching a size of ten thousand miles. At the junction of the left half of the demonic tree and the right half of the demonic body, densely packed destruction Dao patterns emerged. The patterns intertwined, revealing the ancient evil Dao aura of the three layers of palm star, burden mountain, and time shadow. The overwhelming pressure made the entire Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Bones and Bones fall into deathly silence.

"Next up, the Volcano of Sin!" the Face of Corruption exclaimed in a hoarse voice, filled with excitement.

The demonic body tore through the void and descended upon the world-destroying mountain in the center of the ancient and wicked realm, a mountain that spews forth sinful fire year-round.

The Sinful Volcano is formed from "karmic stones" condensed from the sins of all living beings. It is over a million feet high, and the flames that erupt from its crater are "Red Lotus Sinful Fire," which burns away karma and cleanses sins. Floating within the fire are the residual karma, evil thoughts, and curses of powerful beings who have fallen from all the heavens and myriad worlds throughout countless eons, making it an extremely evil and filthy flame.

This fire burns the body and erodes the soul, defiling the source of the Dao. Even those who have reached the Dao Returning Realm dare not touch it lightly.

The two-faced demon showed no fear, its demonic body rushing straight towards the volcano's crater.

"Sinful Fire? Perfect for our race!" Devourer of Realms grinned, his right half of demonic body actively facing the surging torrent of sinful fire.

The crimson flames, as red as blood, instantly engulfed the demon's body. The flames scorched it, the demonic runes hissed, and foul-smelling black smoke billowed out. The karma, evil thoughts, and curses floating within the flames, like billions of poisonous insects, frantically burrowed into the demon's body, attempting to assimilate it into nourishment for the flames.

The demonic body trembled violently, and countless painful faces appeared on its surface. These were all resentments left over from devouring living beings from all realms, which were now being aroused by the sinful fire and turning against itself.

"Refine!" the face of corruption roared, the left half of the eerie tree spewing out a pale, eerie light that poured into the demonic body to suppress the backlash of resentment. The right half of the demonic body opened its demonic vortex, frantically absorbing the sinful fire, forcibly refining the karma, evil thoughts, and curses within with its eerie and evil origin.

The sinful fire entered his body, like being slowly sliced ​​to pieces by a thousand blades, or like his heart being burned by karmic fire. The two-faced demon let out a deafening scream. His demonic body twisted and deformed in the sinful fire, sometimes expanding like a ball, sometimes shrinking like a needle. His body surface kept bursting open, spitting out pus mixed with foul blood and sinful fire.

The two-faced demon was driven mad by its will, stubbornly resisting and refusing to retreat. It mobilized all the ancient evil origins and evil power of the Time Ruins obtained from devouring the Sea of ​​Bones and the Time Ruins Rift to fight against and merge with the sinful fire.

Gradually, the demonic body adapted to the burning of the sinful fire, and crimson patterns appeared on the right half of its body, containing the terrifying meaning of burning away karma and cleansing sins. The sinful fire it devoured was refined into pure "sinful demonic essence," which nourished its entire body. The demonic body's injuries healed rapidly, and it became even more ferocious and powerful.

The head in the center of the Devouring World opened its mouth and inhaled, swallowing a portion of the original sinful fire. After refining it for a few breaths, it suddenly spewed it out. What spewed out was no longer the crimson sinful fire, but the "Strange Sinful Demon Flame," in which strange shadows intertwined with the karmic fire, its power even surpassing the original sinful fire by three points.

"Hahahaha! The sinful fire is also at my disposal!" The Devourer of Realms laughed wildly, waving its six arms and drawing upon the sinful demonic flames, which transformed into six fiery pythons that stretched for thousands of miles, coiling around the demonic body and making the demon appear like a god of destruction.

The corrupting force activated the eerie tree, its roots plunging into the volcano and forcibly extracting the ancient sins accumulated within the karmic stones. The mountain collapsed, boulders tumbled down, and the ancient evil thoughts and remnants of fallen demon gods sealed within flew out, all of which were pierced and absorbed by the eerie tree's roots.

The entire volcano of sin shrank at a visible rate; the accumulated sins of countless eras became the fuel for the rapid growth of the two-faced demon. (End of Chapter)