my world double door.

After all, the cultivation of the immortal path is the first complete system that Li Yang has mastered, and it is the only path of cultivation with a promising future.

So at this moment, even though his martial arts strength was already very strong, Li Yang was still very emotional when he felt that his immortal cultivation had broken through to the fusion realm.

"Now that I have broken through to the fusion stage, my martial arts cultivation and immortal cultivation have all merged into one. Under the influence of my extremely high martial arts cultivation, my fusion power is definitely far beyond that of ordinary fusion practitioners."

In the void, Li Yang felt that he had now become one, and his strength had been further enhanced in the process of transformation from spirit to Tao. His eyes were shining and he was in a very happy mood.

The power freeze, sublimation and potential growth brought by He Dao cannot include the power beyond He Dao. Although his current martial arts practice has not reached the highest level of Martial Saint, it is definitely stronger than the power of He Dao realm!
In this case, breaking through the Hedao realm is basically the limit of the foundation and basis that can be determined by the Hedao realm.

Even if he broke through to the level of Martial Saint, it would not make his foundation any better.

Therefore, he was in a very happy mood.

"With a breakthrough like this now, it will be much easier to break through to the Martial Saint level or the Ascension level in the future."

Li Yang's thoughts flashed, and his mood became high. He immediately strode out of the world, and in a flash, he came to the Dantian world in his body. Looking at the vast and infinite world of the Dantian world, he nodded with satisfaction, and in a flash, he came to the world where Su Yao was who had just finished.

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Suyao Resource World.

At dawn, the sky was pale, and the sunlight penetrated the mist and sprinkled lightly in an elegant living room. The carved window lattices were like exquisite works of art. Every hollow and every mark carried the craftsman's hard work and years of accumulation. They cleverly cut the sunlight into tiny shadows, like lively gold foil, gently pouring into every corner of the house, covering the entire space with a layer of dreamy gauze.

In the center of the living room, a long ebony table stood quietly. The ebony was hard, with fine and smooth textures, and a deep and warm luster, as if whispering stories of the past. On the table, Su Yao, dressed in a moon-white dress, was lying quietly. She was like a soft cloud left in the world, or like a fairy from the Moon Palace who accidentally fell into the mortal world.

Su Yao's skin is whiter than mutton-fat jade, almost transparent. Under the caress of the sun, the blood can be faintly seen under the skin, revealing a kind of fragility and purity. Her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, lightly but just right on the smooth and full forehead, with a slightly raised eyebrow, with a bit of innate gentleness and agility. Under the eyebrows, her eyes are closed, and her long eyelashes are like the thin wings of a butterfly, casting a faint shadow on the eyelids. With her even breathing, they tremble slightly, as if they will flap their wings and fly to the fairyland in her dreams at any time.

Her nose is straight and small, with graceful and smooth lines, like a carefully carved work of art, adding a sense of three-dimensionality to her face. Her lips are painted red without any makeup, just like the most beautiful cherry blossoms in spring, with full petals, delicate and dripping, slightly pouting, as if hiding countless girlish thoughts and dreams. The pink lips, under the sunlight, shine with a moist luster, just like the dew on the petals in the morning, pure and attractive.

Su Yao's hair was loosely tied up, and a few strands of hair fell from her temples and casually fell beside her fair cheeks, adding a bit of lazy charm to her. On her hair, there was only a simple white jade hairpin, and the head of the hairpin was carved with a small and exquisite plum blossom. The petals were as thin as cicada wings, with clear textures and lifelike, as if you could smell the faint plum fragrance. The white jade hairpin was crystal clear under the sunlight, and it contrasted with Su Yao's skin, making her look even more pure and extraordinary.

The moon-white silk dress she was wearing was as light as the mist of spring, and the delicate fabric fit her body like a second skin. The silk dress was embroidered with fine and complex patterns in gold thread, including cloud patterns that symbolize good luck, graceful flying bird patterns, and delicate and blooming peony patterns. Under the refraction of the sun, these patterns sparkled with golden light, like twinkling stars and flying fireflies, adding a bit of magnificence and nobility to her. The hem of the skirt naturally fell to the edge of the table, forming graceful folds, like flowing water waves, and each fold seemed to contain endless tenderness and poetry.

Su Yao folded her hands in front of her chest, her fingers were slender and long, like tender green onions, her nails were neatly trimmed, and they were light pink, just like the first peach blossoms in spring. On her wrists, she wore a pair of jade bracelets, which were warm and emerald green. The rich emerald green color complemented her fair skin, highlighting her gracefulness and softness.

The living room was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood. The mellow aroma lingered and blended with the faint fragrance emanating from Su Yao, creating a quiet, peaceful and mysterious atmosphere. Occasionally, a breeze blew in from the window, gently ruffling Su Yao's hair and skirt. Her hair fluttered like ink and her skirt fluttered like clouds, making her look even more dreamy, like a fairy who was not of this world.

Looking up, there is a simple landscape painting hanging on the wall. It uses delicate brushwork to outline the towering green mountains, rippling green water, and lingering clouds. In the distance, the mountains are rolling and overlapping, looming under the cover of clouds, like a fairyland; nearby, the stream is gurgling and rippling, and the trees beside the stream are lush and green, with luxuriant branches and leaves, as if you can hear birds singing in the woods. This painting and Su Yao in the house complement each other, one moving and one still, one real and one imaginary, forming a beautiful picture that makes people intoxicated.

On the floor, there is a soft Persian carpet. The carpet is colorful, with deep blue as the background, interwoven with golden, crimson, emerald green and other colors, forming exquisite geometric patterns and complex floral patterns. These patterns are full of exotic style, with smooth lines and harmonious color matching, adding a bit of warmth and luxury to this slightly cold reception room. When you step on the carpet, it is soft and comfortable, as if you can feel the mysterious charm from a distant country.

In the corner of the living room, there is an exquisite zither case, which is made of fine mahogany, with clear texture and hard texture. On it is a guqin, the body of which is as black as ink and glowing with a faint light. Under the sunlight, the strings of the zither gleam with a metallic luster, as if telling the rhythm of a thousand years. Next to the zither case is a bookshelf, which is filled with various ancient rare books, classics, history, and collections. The yellowed pages exude a faint scent of ink. Each book carries the wisdom and thoughts of the ancestors. In this quiet living room, it quietly waits for the destined person to read and appreciate it. Time seems to stand still at this moment. In the entire living room, there is only the sound of Su Yao's even breathing and the occasional sound of the breeze. The sunlight gradually becomes stronger, but it still sprinkles gently on Su Yao, unwilling to disturb her sweet dream. This small world is like a paradise, isolated from the hustle and bustle of the outside world, leaving only this tranquility and beauty.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Yao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were clear and bright, like a clear spring, revealing a hint of confusion and ignorance, as if she had just returned from a distant dream. She looked at the ceiling quietly, with a bit of trance in her eyes, as if she had not yet fully awakened from her sleep.

After a while, Su Yao sat up gently and rubbed her eyes with her hands, her movements were gentle and innocent. Then, she looked around and saw the living room filled with sunshine, the landscape paintings on the wall, the piano table and bookshelf in the corner, and a faint smile appeared on her face. That smile was like the warm spring sun, warm and bright, instantly lighting up the whole space.

She stood up slowly, her figure as light as a swallow, and adjusted her clothes and hair. Her moon-white skirt fluttered gently under her movements, like a blooming white lotus, exuding a fresh and refined atmosphere. She walked to the window and opened it. A gust of fresh air blew in her face, with a faint scent of flowers and soil. The breeze brushed her hair and lifted her skirt. She took a deep breath, feeling this beautiful morning, with a happy smile on her face. At this moment, she seemed to have become the most beautiful scenery in the world, blending with this ancient reception room and the warm sunshine, forming an eternal picture, engraved in the long river of time, and becoming a memory that will never fade.

Although the world has been integrated into Li Yang, the characters in the world remain unchanged and will not become a part of Li Yang.

So, when Li Yang saw Su Yao's charming look, he couldn't help but smile. He stepped behind her, picked her up and started playing with her.

"Oh, Master, oh, Master is so strong..."

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In the void, occasional flashes of light illuminate the empty territory.

The Xiao family's territory was once a dazzling wonderland that made people yearn for it. Stepping into it, it was as if you were in a dreamy galaxy, with countless world bubbles densely distributed like stars, reflecting each other, and together weaving a bizarre, prosperous and noisy scene.

Each world bubble is an independent little world, like a unique gem, emitting a unique spiritual glow and telling its own story. The larger world bubbles are like the vast universe giants, with vast continents and magnificent mountains and rivers. The continuous mountains are like a winding dragon, and the spiritual veins flow like blood deep in the mountains, emitting a soft and mysterious halo, nourishing countless rare treasures. Rare spiritual plants grow tenaciously from the cracks in the mountains, with leaves shining with strange luster, and blooming flowers that are either as large as a plate or small and exquisite. Each petal is like a carefully carved work of art, exuding a charming fragrance, attracting countless rare and exotic animals to shuttle through the mountains and forests. These exotic animals are either majestic, surrounded by powerful spiritual energy fluctuations; or smart and cute, but hiding unknown mysterious powers. Their roars and cries are intertwined, echoing throughout the mountains and forests, adding vitality to this world.

Prosperous towns are scattered all over the continent. The tall city walls are made of a mixture of spiritual crystals and special minerals. They shine with colorful light under the sunlight or moonlight. They are not only a solid defense line against foreign enemies, but also a symbol of the prosperity of the town. In the city, practitioners are dressed in different clothes, some simple and practical, some gorgeous and exquisite. They are enthusiastically exchanging skills in the streets and alleys. When spiritual energy collides, the light blooms like fireworks, attracting passers-by to stop and watch, cheers and exclamations one after another. In the market, stalls are densely arranged, with all kinds of magic weapons and elixirs. The long sword flashing with lightning, with mysterious runes inlaid on the hilt, can trigger thunder and lightning with just a slight wave; the elixir emitting soft blue light is placed in a special jade box. It is said that after taking it, it can instantly restore a lot of spiritual power and heal serious injuries. Merchants spoke in various accents and enthusiastically hawked their goods. The sounds of bargaining and the collision of goods transactions intertwined into a lively melody of the market.

And those relatively small bubbles also have their own unique style. Some are vast and boundless ocean worlds, with clear blue waters and colorful coral reefs at the bottom. These coral reefs are of different shapes, some are like towering trees with luxuriant branches and leaves; some are like gorgeous flowers, blooming wantonly, forming a wonderful underwater landscape. The mermaids swim freely in the water. They have beautiful fish tails, and their scales shimmer with colorful light under the refraction of the sun. Their mermaid songs are melodious and ethereal, as if they come from the depths of distant time and space, telling ancient and mysterious legends that make people intoxicated. There are also mysterious fairylands, where clouds and mists linger all year round, like a dream. The fairy palaces and pavilions are looming in the clouds, like a heavenly palace suspended in the air. The fairies are dressed in flowing fairy clothes, exuding soft fairy light, and driving magic weapons to shuttle freely in the clouds. Spiritual fruits grow on fairy trees. They are plump, bright in color, and exude an alluring aroma. It is said that eating them can increase one's cultivation and prolong one's life. Fairy music comes from the palace, and the melodious melody echoes in the fairyland, as if praising the beauty and peace of this world.

In the core area of ​​this territory, the main hall of the Xiao family exudes a majestic and solemn atmosphere. The palace is built of rare spiritual crystals. Each piece of spiritual crystal contains powerful spiritual power. Under the reflection of the light of the surrounding world bubbles, it shines brightly, like a bright pearl. In the hall, the core members of the family sit together to discuss family affairs. Every word they say may determine the fate of each world bubble. The surrounding ancillary buildings are lined up in an orderly manner. The spiritual pavilion for the clan members to practice is towering into the clouds. The pavilion contains countless precious cultivation secrets. These secrets are placed in a special jade box, emitting a faint spiritual light, as if calling for the destined person. The treasure house for collecting rare treasures is heavily guarded. The heavy door is made of special materials, and the treasures inside are dazzling. Some magic weapons can split mountains and seas, and some elixirs can bring the dead back to life. Each one is priceless and is a symbol of the strength and wealth of the Xiao family.

However, the trajectory of fate suddenly changed at a certain moment.

As the story of the hostility between the Xiao family and Li Yang spread, any cultivator who passed by this place immediately discovered how gloomy it was.

The world bubbles shattered one after another, and the originally dazzling spiritual light was extinguished in an instant, like a falling star. (End of this chapter)