Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

At the mountain peak, Li Changshou, who had just broken through to the Golden Immortal realm, had a change of expression.

This five-colored divine light was far more ferocious than his sister-in-law's five-colored divine light. With this sweep, time and space were frozen, and a huge peacock dharma image that stood tall and filled the universe was manifested, faintly encompassing boundless years and the ten directions of the universe.

If their own Uncle-Master Zhunti were to suffer this blow, it wouldn't be as simple as just stumbling; he would likely fall from his sainthood and his soul would be scattered in an instant.

Zhulong slowly closed the single eye on his forehead.

The Classic of Mountains and Seas, Overseas Northern Classic, records: "The god of Zhongshan is named Zhuyin. When he looks, it is day; when he closes his eyes, it is night; when he blows, it is winter; when he exhales, it is summer. He neither drinks nor eats nor breathes. When he breathes, it is wind."

In that instant when his single eye closed, absolute darkness instantly expanded around him, and time itself was dragged into the realm of night.

When the dark world touched this endless, dazzling five-colored light, countless mountains and the boundless starry sky shattered together.

The intense and dazzling light poured down like an endless celestial river in all directions, then transformed into a magnificent stream of light that pierced through the ancient darkness, soaring straight into the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Wherever it goes, spacetime collapses and folds, all things return to nothingness, and the universe is to return to what it was before its creation.

"Damn it!" Li Changshou and Yunxiao had already retreated nearly ten million miles from this place, but they still couldn't avoid being affected by the aftershocks.

Li Changshou did his utmost to protect Yunxiao, using his immortal golden nature to forcefully resist this unparalleled divine power.

However, as mentioned before, the gap between a Golden Immortal and a Great Luo Immortal is several multiverses, and timelines from Li Changshou himself were forcibly extracted.

Kong Xuan glanced sideways and noticed the changes in himself. Then he saw that in one of his worlds, he was in a female form and had an ambiguous relationship with the Grand Master Xuandu. He was immediately speechless.

Zhulong laughed loudly, "You androgynous peacock, why don't you go find your lover!"

This wasn't their first time facing off.

Whether it was the primordial world several eras ago, or this world today.

After successfully deciphering the Great Luo Tribulation, they integrated their own timelines, gaining a clear understanding of their future that had not yet occurred.

Even so, conflict among the three races is inevitable.

The First Dragon, the First Phoenix, and the First Qilin would never miss an opportunity to advance further.

The Candle Dragon slightly opened its single eye, and in an instant, endless light erupted from that single eye.

In the instant of day and night's transition, space and time were completely disrupted. The scenery in that area was bizarre and grotesque, sometimes with everything growing, sometimes with stars dying out, sometimes with civilization flourishing, and sometimes with everything returning to its primordial state.

Its might was awe-inspiring, its power vast, and its terror unmatched!
At this moment, everything real and illusory shattered, and everything existing and nonexistent, tangible and intangible, was enveloped by the long river of time.

"Shut up." The enormous peacock image in the depths of space flapped its wings and emitted a soft rebuke.

The five-colored divine light turned and enveloped Li Changshou and Yunxiao, throwing them towards the location of the Three Immortal Islands. Then, it spread its tail feathers, which instantly transformed into flowing blue, yellow, red, black, and white feathers.

The five-colored feathers flickered, as if they were the ancient origin of the five elements. With a single movement, they formed countless universes, and the power of the five elements in the space was shaken at this moment.

In an instant, the five-colored divine light converged into an incomparably dazzling and magnificent ray of light.

It swept past the river of time where the beginning and end intersect.

Green, yellow, red, black, white.

The five colors intertwine and shine, dyeing everything in sight with vibrant hues, a breathtaking beauty concealing endless killing intent.

The Five-Colored Divine Light can sweep away anything. Back then, he used this divine light to sweep away the two leaders of the Western Sect, the Daoist Zhunti.

The divine light caused the day-night barrier constructed by the Candle Dragon with the power of time to tremble violently, as if the underlying code that constitutes the world was being forcibly rewritten and stripped away.

Visible to the naked eye, the river of time and space was wailing, and terrifying ripples extended in both directions, sweeping across the past and the future.

This put unprecedented pressure on Zhulong.

There was a reason why Kong Xuan was once known as the number one person below the Great Luo level, as he was able to overpower a group of innate gods and demons.

It let out a dragon's roar, its enormous body fully stretched out, stirring up winds and clouds across thousands of miles.

A hazy, illusory river of time was forcibly drawn from nothingness and encircled it.

The river reflects countless fragments of the past and future: the birth, aging, sickness and death of living beings, the birth and annihilation of stars, the rise and fall of civilizations, all rise and fall within it.

In a fraction of a second, the mighty river roared in.

It only touched Kong Xuan for a moment, and then sent the five-colored divine light, along with Kong Xuan in his white robes fluttering behind him, flying away with a bang.

As he was being sent flying backward, the Daoist aura around Kong Xuan was rapidly depleted, and his immortal golden nature was collapsing rapidly.

The five-colored divine light flashed and then dimmed, transforming into a slowly rotating five-colored canopy around Kong Xuan.

Under the canopy, earth, water, fire, and wind were re-established, and the pure and impure were separated, thus stabilizing their own situation.

"The old man is indeed quite capable."

A long cry echoed across the heavens.

Boundless earth, fire, wind, and water, the power of the five elements surges and flows, and all colors and lights in the world converge on the peacock soaring in the endless void.

Five-colored rays of light cascaded down from the feathers like countless galaxies, a breathtaking sight.

The myriad paths of spacetime hummed, countless laws vibrated, and the heavens and earth resonated with a thunderous sound, chanting and composing music.

Chaos overturned, and the boundless torrent of divine power was swept away by the five-colored divine light and shattered in the void, causing the void to vibrate and hum.

In the realm of immortals, countless heroes gazed into the distance at this moment.

The two had transcended the realm of supernatural combat; they were truly crushing each other with their own Dao.

This has already become a struggle over the Dao.

Since the beginning of time, no great immortal has ever fought so desperately.

After all, everyone knows in their hearts that the Great Luo is not the end, but the Primordial Chaos is the ultimate goal.

But despite saying that, Zhulong couldn't wait any longer.

The Great Dao of Time he cultivates is not complete and needs to be supplemented by the Dao of the Sun and Moon.

However, the master of the Way of Haori is Donghuang Taiyi.

He, as a Great Luo Immortal, vividly remembers the war between the Lich King and the Demon King.

Both the Celestial Stars Formation and the Twelve Divine Fiends Formation are formations capable of contending with the Primordial Chaos.

During the Great Tribulation, countless opportunities arose, yet none of the Six Sages of the Heavenly Dao made a move. This was not because they were not the protagonists of the Great Tribulation, but because if they were easily drawn into it, even those at the Primordial Chaos level would risk their demise.

If he cannot win this battle among the three races, he will no longer be qualified to compete for the throne when the Eastern Emperor is born. Perched at the center of the distorted spacetime vortex, the majestic dragon body of the Candle Dragon is no longer a mere material existence, but rather a manifestation of a living, flowing river of time.

With each breath it takes, it causes the surrounding billions of miles of void to frantically switch between the prosperity of an era and the deathly silence of eternity.

One movement, one stillness; one passing, one stagnation—these two extreme forces of time, like a giant millstone, crushed towards Kong Xuan.

For the first time, the five-colored light was completely obscured from the turbulent, churning currents formed by the convergence of countless rivers of time and space.

Five colors exploded, surging and turbulent.

Amidst the raging chaos, Kong Xuan, who had retreated trillions of miles away, held the Five-Colored Divine Light upside down in one hand, paused slightly, and then exploded with a deafening roar.

Light illuminated the myriad layers of the sky, and everything in the world, in its fullest splendor and desires, turned and spun, meeting the millstone that crushed the endless universe.

The innate five-colored divine light!

Blue, red, yellow, white, black!

Five colors flow and bloom, five colors transform into the five elements, five colors transform into the five directions, five colors transform into the five desires, five colors transform into the five heavens...

In various past times and spaces, stars fall and the long river of history boils.

In the distance, one can vaguely see that in various times and spaces, the earth is turned upside down and stars fall.

Countless figures of the Candle Dragon were swept away by the five-colored divine light, and even the figures of the Candle Dragon in the main spacetime became blurred.

For the first time, a hint of barely suppressed shock, anger, and resentment appeared in the eyes of the Candle Dragon. It had traversed the ancient times and controlled the order of time, but it had never been in such a frustrating situation.

Fortunately, he had been planning with the First Emperor for so long, and even though he knew he was inferior to Kong Xuan, he was not entirely unprepared.

A faint, almost imperceptible hum echoed from somewhere in the void beside Zhulong.

The voice was ethereal and peaceful, like the divine pronouncement of the Great Dao, instantly smoothing out the faintly extinguished true form of the Candle Dragon.

Immediately afterwards, strange phenomena appeared in the sky.

Large swaths of fiery red petals appeared out of thin air, fluttering and falling down.

These petals are crystal clear, like rubies, yet soft and vibrant, each one containing an indescribable sense of peace and tranquility.

They appeared to fall slowly, but they ignored spatial distance and directly pierced through Kong Xuan's five-colored divine light domain, which was powerful enough to sweep away all laws.

When these fiery red petals touched the primordial five-colored divine light that had returned to its origin, the light, which was originally all-powerful, seemed to have encountered its nemesis, and its radiance dimmed and disappeared rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the petals fell, ripples spread in the void beside the Candle Dragon, and a figure slowly materialized.

The newcomer was tall and handsome, with a natural air of auspiciousness and nobility. He was surrounded by a faint seven-colored glow, as if he embodied all the auspiciousness of heaven and earth. What was most eye-catching was the small tree he held in his hand.

The sapling was no more than a foot tall, its entire body resembling a seven-colored divine jade carving, with gnarled branches and a natural, ethereal charm.

The tree has no lush branches and leaves, but at the top of each of the seven main branches, a hazy halo gathers, displaying the precious colors of gold, silver, lapis lazuli, glass, giant clam shell, red pearl, and agate respectively. As it slowly rotates, all evil spirits are warded off and all magic cannot invade.

This is absolutely insane...

Inside the Wuzhuang Temple, the Earth Book in Zhen Yuanzi's palm glowed brightly. He had never expected that the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan would have such a backup plan.

Admittedly, the three races were roughly the same in their initial configurations, but later developments completely overturned this balance.

After the initial calamity of the Dragon-Han Dynasty, all the powerful beings of the three races were either killed or injured. The Dragon race suffered a great loss of vitality. Apart from the ancient Dragon race such as Zhulong and Yinglong, no more Great Luo appeared. The experts of the Qilin race were all killed. Only the Phoenix race produced Kong Xuan.

The Great Luo is a testament to eternal existence. The moment Kong Xuan stepped into the Great Luo realm, he was already a peak Great Luo being.

In other words, if the Ancestral Dragon, the Primordial Phoenix, and the Primordial Qilin were separated, Kong Xuan alone could kill one of the other two races.

Therefore, a joint effort between the two groups is imperative.

The only thing he hadn't expected was that the two clans had come up with such a huge plan to target Kong Xuan. Wasn't this a slap in the face to Kong Xuan?

Beihai Kunpeng, Styx Ancestor, and others were also watching and waiting to see how Kong Xuan would respond.

Qilinzi held the seven-colored sapling, his expression calm and peaceful as he looked at Kong Xuan, whose expression was cold. He nodded slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan, your cultivation is truly unparalleled. Even Zhulong, a god and demon who has existed since the beginning of time, could not withstand your five-colored divine light."

“Qilinzi, how dare you…” Kong Xuan had no intention of wasting words with Qilinzi, but his gaze was fixed on the small tree in his hand, his eyes colder than ever before.

He had not been unaware that the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan had joined forces.

Just like Zhen Yuanzi, he hadn't expected the Qilin clan to be so bold as to have created the Seven Treasures Tree to restrain him.

This is forcing him to slaughter the dragon and qilin clans.

Over the years, he searched the entire Western world but never encountered the brothers Zhunti and Jieyin. Otherwise, he would have surely killed them before they attained enlightenment.

Now, this Qilinzi brazenly presents this pirated Seven Treasures Tree to him.

Truly, they're courting death!

"It seems that Zhunti gave you some kind of illusion, making you think that you can act without restraint in front of me with just this one magic weapon."

Kong Xuan took a step forward, and the five-colored divine light around him, which had previously dimmed, blazed brightly once more.

Kong Xuan was not afraid of the sage Zhunti back then, and he would not be afraid of a mere Qilin boy now.

Vast divine light filled the sky, and with the five colors intertwined, the heavens seemed to transform into a colorful ocean. As the colors flowed and outlined each other, they transformed into a huge scroll that stretched for countless miles, obscuring the sun.

As far as the eye could see, the world seemed to have no other color.

At this moment, Kong Xuan shone with unparalleled brilliance.

"Now that you know it is the Seven Treasures Tree, why resist stubbornly?" Qilinzi chuckled, and the boundless power of the primordial earth was drawn in, surging forth from the mountains and the depths of the earth in all directions.

The Seven Treasures Tree in his hand shone even brighter, its seven-colored light flowing around him, making him appear like a deity.

Although the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand was not the same one held by Daoist Zhunti, its power, enhanced by the combined blessings of the Ancestral Dragon and the Primordial Qilin, was far beyond that of ordinary magic treasures.

Visible to the naked eye, streams of earth vein power, radiating a mysterious and yellow aura, burst forth from the ground and converged towards the Qilin Prince and the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand.

The illusory image of the Seven Treasures Tree condensed, and endless wind and thunder exploded, creating a rolling hurricane that enveloped billions of miles of void and suppressed everything.

Beneath this illusory image, the invincible five-colored divine light was suppressed and shrank inward, enveloping Kong Xuan and forming a five-colored light egg that emitted a hazy glow.

"The one who killed Kong Xuan today is none other than the son of the Qilin!"

Qilinzi laughed wildly. Kong Xuan had previously fought Yinglong in Beiju Luzhou, and now he was battling Zhulong. He couldn't possibly be unscathed. Now, the Five-Colored Divine Light was being suppressed by the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand. He couldn't imagine what way Kong Xuan could possibly survive. (End of Chapter)