Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

At the heart of the battlefield, where chaotic energy surged, the Seven Treasures Tree, its light flickering like a seven-colored sun, rose up, scattering boundless light that illuminated the entire world.

This light, fused with the supreme Daoist principles of the primordial earth veins and water veins, permeated the nine heavens and ten earths, compressing the space-time around the five-colored light egg that Kong Xuan had transformed into to the extreme. Even the chaotic and violent five-colored divine light was suppressed to the point of being barely visible, like a candle flickering in the wind.

Qilinzi couldn't help but smile, and Zhulong's single eye revealed a look of relief and joy. It endured the backlash and was about to activate the power of time again to accelerate the demise of the five-colored light egg and completely refine Kong Xuan.

However, just when the situation seemed to be settled, a cold sneer from Kong Xuan suddenly came from the five-colored light egg that had fallen to its limit from its dim light: "The two of you want to kill me? That's wishful thinking."

Upon hearing this, the smile on Qilinzi's lips froze instantly, and the joy in Zhulong's eyes turned into surprise and doubt.

They were all startled, and a strong sense of unease suddenly arose in their hearts.

The next moment, the five-colored light egg, which had been on the verge of collapse, suddenly burst forth with unprecedented and boundless radiance.

"Wow—!"

The peacock's cry echoed through time and space.

A magnificent peacock, flawless and with dazzling plumage, seemingly containing all the brilliance and color of the world, emerges from its cocoon at the very center of a destructive storm, reborn from the ashes!
It spread its wings, which blotted out the sky, and every feather was filled with the runes of the Great Dao. In an instant, its aura returned to its peak, and immeasurable light burst forth from its newborn body, just like a collection of billions of suns, bursting out with brilliant divine light that illuminated all the heavens and myriad worlds!
"Nirvana!" Qilinzi gritted his teeth, his expression changing several times, finding it hard to accept the current outcome.

Zhulong's single eye turned completely cold, and its dragon body trembled slightly with anger and fear.

Kong Xuan stood in mid-air, bathed in endless radiance, like the sole ruler of heaven and earth.

Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, he, as Yuan Feng's eldest son, naturally had no reason not to be able to do it.

He looked down at Zhulong and Qilinzi, whose faces were extremely pale, his expression as cold as an ancient abyss: "Do you really think that I am the same person I was back then?"

His voice was not loud, but it carried a hatred and arrogance that seemed to transcend eternity.

Back then, Zhunti, shameless as ever, used the Seven Treasures Tree to shatter his Five-Colored Divine Light and captured me, taking me to the West.

He had never forgotten this hatred and resentment. Knowing that he had such a weakness, how could he not have tried to deal with it?

Unexpectedly, the surprise originally intended for Zhunti was forced out by the two of them today.

It wasn't that Kong Xuan was weak; it was simply that the Seven Treasures Tree caught him off guard. The two protagonists of destiny, the Ancestral Dragon and the Primordial Qilin, had joined forces to refine it, just to kill Kong Xuan alone. It certainly lived up to his reputation as the Great King Peacock.

"That's it for now."

Kong Xuan spoke softly, his long, perfectly slender fingers trembling slightly.

"boom!"

Behind him, a colossal peacock image, seemingly capable of bearing the weight of all the heavens and the myriad worlds, suddenly appeared.

The peacock spreads its tail feathers, displaying their full glory, and the five divine lights completely merge into a single, dazzling divine light that encompasses all colors.

Divine light burst forth, radiating across all dimensions and all time and space, ignoring distance and obstacles, and directly swept towards the Seven Treasures Tree and the Qilin Child and Zhulong beneath it.

"Not good!" Qilinzi's expression changed drastically. He and Zhulong frantically activated the Seven Treasures Tree, causing its seven-colored light to bloom to the extreme in an attempt to resist. However, it also made a cracking sound in an instant, and then shattered like fragile glass.

The dazzling divine light, like a vast celestial river, instantly enveloped the Seven Treasures Tree and the Candle Dragon and the Qilin Child beneath it.

In a battle between the Great Luo Immortals, if the difference in skill level is too great, the outcome will be decided in an instant.

However, if the difference between them is similar, the duration will exceed the imagination of ordinary people. Just like the battle between Kong Xuan and Ying Long, which lasted for thousands of years in the void, the same is true now.

Zhulong is the god of Zhongshan, a deity who has existed since the beginning of time. Qilinzi, on the other hand, relies on the Seven Treasures Tree to struggle against Kong Xuan.

"Ugh—!"

Qilinzi was the first to be hit. Under the terrifying five-colored divine light, the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand dimmed and wailed. He himself was also violently shaken. The auspicious aura around him was stripped away layer by layer, and his skin was instantly covered with countless cracks, like a porcelain vase about to break. Blood kept seeping from the cracks, and his aura rapidly weakened.

The situation of Zhulong was equally bad; its spacetime Dao was being frantically penetrated and eroded by the all-pervasive five-colored divine light.

It could clearly sense that the time and space corridor it had constructed was being filled with dazzling rays of light.

Once the Time-Space Corridor is completely lost, its very foundation will be severed, and it will be truly annihilated, with no possibility of ever returning!

Zhulong let out a low, unwilling roar, a fierce glint flashing in its single eye.

The endless rings of time around him surged at an unprecedented speed, rushing toward the source of time, the timeline at the beginning of creation.

Kong Xuan merely glanced indifferently at Zhulong's escape, ignoring it completely, and did not pursue it. He simply focused on activating the Five-Colored Divine Light, gradually eroding the spiritual light of the Seven Treasures Tree and crushing the Qilinzi's physical body and primordial spirit.

It seemed like millions of years had passed, yet it also felt like only a fraction of a second had gone by. The colossal, immeasurable body of the Candle Dragon traveled upstream in the river of time, finally arriving outside a sacred mountain that was layered with countless dimensions and exuded the ancient aura of the beginning of creation.

The mountain is majestic and shrouded in primordial chaos, which is Zhongshan Mountain from countless ages ago.

Countless ages ago, at the very beginning of creation, he hid a wisp of chaotic energy here, originally intending to use it to break through to the half-step Primordial Chaos realm after the Dragon-Han Calamity ended. But now he has no choice but to retrieve it to save his life.

He circled the mountain and climbed upwards, only to encounter an uninvited guest at the summit of Zhongshan.

This person was dressed in a green robe and had an ordinary face. Behind him, a pair of light wings formed from countless spacetime runes fluttered slightly, stirring up the surrounding ripples of time. Seventy-two immortal swords stood suspended around him, and the river of spacetime around him rippled slightly. Immeasurable spacetime variables overlapped around him, clearly indicating that he was a being who had also cultivated the Great Spacetime Realm.

The chaotic energy that it so desperately needed and relied on to save its life was now being casually held in the other party's palm, as if it were an ordinary object.

"Damn it!" Zhulong roared in fury, his breath unleashing boundless heat that nearly ignited everything tangible in the Zhongshan area.

Faced with Zhulong's furious attack, the green-robed cultivator glanced sideways, showing no sign of panic. He simply flicked his sleeve, and a chill surged forth, instantly freezing the scorching heat that was burning the heavens and boiling the seas in mid-air, turning it into countless ice crystal fragments that fell down.

After doing all this, the green-robed cultivator politely bowed to the enraged Zhulong and said in a calm tone, "I am Han Li, greetings to Senior Zhulong. There are only the two of us here, so there is no need for you to put on an act."

"Young man, you haven't even reached the Great Luo realm yet, how dare you set foot in this space-time? Are you truly not afraid of death?" The anger on Zhulong's face vanished instantly, and he turned to look at the human cultivator named Han Li with great interest.

Humanity is indeed blessed by nature. In this world, humans, who were inspired by Nuwa, have become naturally born beings, yet their talents remain undiminished.

In just over a thousand years, they have not only developed their own viable cultivation system, but also produced a number of experts at the Golden Immortal level.

Just like the person in front of me, he is at the limit of the Golden Immortal realm. Looking around at the Great Dao of Time and Space, he has almost stepped into the realm of the Great Luo Immortal.

Unfortunately, a Golden Immortal is just a Golden Immortal; to him, even at this moment, he could be destroyed with a flick of his finger.

His earlier actions were merely a test to see if there were others behind him.

Han Li laughed and said, "Zhulong, no matter how much you talk about it or how great its name is, it's just a dragon."

Han Li's words inexplicably sent a chill down Zhulong's spine.

This is an incredible thing. Even someone as powerful as Kong Xuan, when he was a Golden Immortal, could never have defeated a Great Luo Immortal.

But the human boy in front of him truly made him feel threatened.

"Boy, what do you intend to do?"

“Senior Zhulong, you are already in dire straits yourself. In my opinion, there is no need for you to put on such airs as a senior.”

Han Li dusted off his sleeves and cupped his hands in greeting again. "I beg Lord Wu'an to lend me your strength to slay the dragon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhulong finally understood where his palpitations came from.

A dark scroll appeared out of thin air and slowly unfurled.

The scroll was neither silk nor paper, but seemed to be woven from countless fine black runes of law. It reflected endless images of war and conquest, and condensed all the murderous aura and legal majesty of a vast empire since its founding.

Beneath the boundless radiance, a chilling and harsh order instantly spread, causing layers of void to ripple, as if the boundless void itself were collapsing back towards the source of the golden light.

"The Iron Laws of Qin!" Zhulong's spirits lifted.

The Immortal Qin Dynasty stands tall in the world, possessing two national treasures: the Imperial Seal and this Great Qin Iron Law.

The former embodies the human spirit of the Qin Dynasty, while the latter embodies the murderous aura of the Qin Dynasty's countless years of warfare.

Moreover, this magical artifact has been embedded with a rule called "Law" by countless Qi cultivators.

"The Phoenix Clan has actually allied with the Qin Kingdom!?" Zhulong stared intently at the dark scroll with his single eye, instantly understanding what was happening, and let out a furious roar.

As if in response to its shock and anger, a white figure stepped out from within the dark scroll.

This person was dressed in plain clothes, and his face seemed ordinary, but his eyes were like ice that had stood for ages, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

He simply stood there, and the murderous aura emanating from him almost solidified, causing the world in its nascent chaos to change color.

It was none other than Bai Qi, the most ruthless and bloodthirsty ruler of the Qin Dynasty, the butcher of men!
Bai Qi's gaze swept calmly over Zhulong, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Since the founding of the Great Qin Dynasty, the Black Bird has been used as its totem. Why are you surprised by this alliance?"

He came here prepared, of course.

After a thousand years, through the sharing of humanity's energy, he finally crossed the barrier of the Great Luo.

Although this Great Luo doesn't have the same deep foundation as those old guys from the Primordial Era, it still has the confidence to compete with them.

Furthermore, he came here today merely to stop Zhulong.

In a direct confrontation, he couldn't kill the Candle Dragon at its peak, but if it was just a matter of blocking it, he, wielding the Dragon-Slaying Sword, was truly not afraid of this crippled dragon whose strength was less than one-tenth of what it used to be.

Having said that, he stopped looking at Zhulong and turned to Han Li: "Immortal Master Han, please do your best. I am here and will not allow this old dragon to disturb you in the slightest."

Han Li remained calm and nodded slightly: "Thank you for your trouble, Lord Wu'an."

"boom--!"

Under the resplendent light of the Great Qin's ironclad laws, a colossal, faceless, yet terrifyingly powerful image of a god of war rose from the ground.

In Faxiang's hand, the Dragon-Slaying Sword gleamed menacingly as it slashed down with a thunderous roar.

The Candle Dragon was both shocked and furious. It was already severely injured and its strength was greatly reduced. Faced with this attack, it dared not take it head-on. It could only roar and twist its dragon body, drawing on the fragments of time to form a barrier and dodge to the side.

"clang--"

The crimson greatsword struck the barrier of time, producing a deafening clang of metal against metal. The barrier shook violently, cracks spreading everywhere.

The force of the recoil forced Zhulong to retreat repeatedly, leaving him in a sorry state.

It felt extremely frustrated.

In its prime, why would it fear Bai Qi, a mere figure whose foundation is weak and relies on external support?

But now, the tiger has fallen into the plains and is forced to dodge and defend!

The two, one human and one dragon, fought fiercely, while Han Li stood atop Zhongshan Mountain and slowly closed his eyes.

His mind was completely immersed in that vast and boundless dimension of time. Under the guidance of his divine sense, a timeline belonging to him slowly extended out, like a thread emitting a faint light, and began to try to cover the timeline of the Candle Dragon.

What he needs to do is to eliminate the root of the problem, erasing all traces of Zhulong's existence from the very source of time.

This matter sounds unbelievable, but for Han Li, who has already cultivated the Great Dao of Time to an extremely profound level, it is not entirely impossible. In particular, at this moment, the Candle Dragon is in an unprecedentedly weak state, and its timeline is also unstable due to Kong Xuan's attack.

"This matter is not my fault," Han Li silently thought to himself, his Dao heart as firm as iron.

Only one person can reach the top of the Great Dao. If he wants to go further and seize greater opportunities in the future Dao Debate at Zixiao Palace, he must kill the old dragon Zhulong, who has occupied the pinnacle of the Great Dao of Time and Space for countless eons.

Only by rewriting time can he seize the orthodoxy of the Great Dao of Time and Space and have a chance to glimpse the Primordial Chaos Realm.

However, for a Golden Immortal to reverse the fate of a Great Luo Immortal, even if the opponent is severely injured, is almost an impossible task.

Therefore, at this time, it is necessary to rely on Kong Xuan's help.

The Heavenly Bottle tilted slightly.

A drop of water, so pure it seemed to shimmer with five-colored light, dripped from the mouth of the bottle.

If the First Emperor could join forces with the First Qilin to refine the Seven Treasures Tree, then the First Emperor could join forces with Russell to refine the Five Lights Divine Water.

"Om-"

The Five-Colored Divine Water droplets fell into the void atop Zhongshan Mountain. Instead of hitting the ground, they instantly vaporized, transforming into an invisible and intangible yet omnipresent five-colored light mist. This mist spread out at an astonishing speed, almost instantly filling the entire space-time above Zhongshan Mountain.

Amidst the tremors of countless dimensions, time and space shrank, spacetime reversed, chaos collapsed, and countless interwoven lines radiated infinitely far and wide.

"Damn bastard!" Feeling the violent shaking and rapid passing of the very foundation of his existence, Zhulong roared, his dragon body stirring up the river of time, ready to unleash a forbidden technique at all costs.

It abandoned all defenses and went berserk, ignoring Bai Qi's blood-red sword light. Its massive dragon body, like a collapsing star, recklessly crashed into the green-robed figure on the mountaintop who was altering the very source of its existence.

It wants to smash Han Li to pieces at the starting point of time, even if it means mutual destruction!
however……

"With a battle at hand, how dare you be distracted by other matters?"

As the Dragon-Slaying Sword fell, crimson sword light surged forth, causing the boundless chaos to churn and churn. An overwhelming and domineering aura emanated from the Dharma form, striking the Dragon's Achilles' heel.

"Ow—!"

The Candle Dragon let out an extremely shrill roar of pain, its charge abruptly interrupted, and its dragon blood cascaded down the river of time like a waterfall.

It was furious, but helpless.

It was already severely injured and its combat power greatly reduced. However, Bai Qi, under the infusion and blessing of the iron law of Qin and the luck of humanity, and with the help of the Dragon-Slaying Sword, although his realm was still inflated, he truly possessed the combat power of the Great Luo level, and his killing techniques were earth-shattering.

With this shift in power, it was actually blocked by Bai Qi for a time, unable to break through the defenses and get even a fraction closer to Han Li.

He could only watch helplessly as his own timeline was eroded by the strange five-colored light mist, and gradually covered by the timeline that belonged to Han Li.

A profound terror known as "Fallen" slowly materialized within him. (End of Chapter)