Primordial Era: Starting by overwhelming the Sages, Hongjun was stunned!

Hongmeng has flown away.

The courtyard returned to silence.

Kong Xuan sat on the futon, his broken body resembling a stone statue weathered for a thousand years.

Little White lay beside him, its face pressed against the back of his hand.

It was cold, without any temperature.

But she was there.

Destroyer knelt outside the door, head bowed, not daring to look.

The purple bamboo grove rustled, and the stream murmured.

Everything remains the same.

Three days later.

HarmonyOS is back.

He held something in his hands, which shimmered with golden light.

It was a tree branch.

It was as thick as an arm and no more than three feet long.

It is completely transparent, with light flowing inside.

Like blood vessels, like meridians.

The root of the Tao.

Hongmeng walked into the main house and handed the branch to Kong Xuan.

"Found it."

"Beneath the Taoist scriptures lie countless years."

Kong Xuan took it and held it in his left hand.

The tree branches trembled.

The light seemed to flow even faster through the transparent branches.

It's like it's alive.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes and focused his mind on his body.

The power of the Dao Source Root surged into his body.

Starting from the left hand, extend along the arm to the shoulder.

Up to the chest.

To the head.

The damaged body began to recover.

It's not that new ones are growing.

It is the old becoming real.

It changed from translucent to solid.

Like mist condensing into water, and water condensing into ice.

The process is very slow.

It's visibly slow.

In one day, it only recovered an inch.

Xiao Bai stared, not daring to blink.

Afraid of missing out.

They were afraid their owner wouldn't come back.

Hongmeng stood to the side, his expression solemn.

He knew that the Root of the Dao could only restore Kong Xuan's body.

His cultivation level cannot be restored.

Cultivation takes time.

It can go the other way, it won't wait.

Ten days.

Kong Xuan's right hand grew back.

From shoulder to hand, the five fingers are clearly defined.

He clenched his fist, forcefully.

His cultivation level has only recovered to 10%.

The 20th.

A body grew out from below the chest.

Waist, abdomen, legs, feet.

Complete.

However, his cultivation level has only recovered by 20%.

The 30th.

The body has fully recovered.

He was shrouded in a dark robe, his black hair falling down.

Exactly the same as before.

But only Kong Xuan knew that it was different.

His cultivation level has only recovered by 20%.

My body feels empty, like an empty house.

The seed of the Dao has dimmed, and the source of the Dao has stagnated.

The infinite bead stopped rotating.

He is Kong Xuan, yet he is not Kong Xuan.

It has an empty shell but no power.

Hongmeng looked at him: "How much of your cultivation have you recovered?"

Kong Xuan extended two fingers.

Hongmeng's expression darkened: "Twenty percent?"

Kong Xuan nodded.

Hongmeng remained silent.

After a long silence, he finally spoke: "Is that enough?"

Kong Xuandao: "Not enough."

"But the road won't wait for me."

He got up and walked out of the house.

Sunlight streamed down, casting a purple glow like gauze.

He raised his hand to shield his eyes.

Sunlight filtered through my fingers and fell on my face.

It's warm.

He is still alive.

This is enough.

Little White ran over and jumped onto my shoulder.

"Master, you've recovered!"

Kong Xuan nodded: "The shell has been restored."

"But it hasn't been restored inside yet."

Xiaobai didn't understand, but she stopped asking.

As long as the owner is still here, that's enough.

Destroyer rose and bowed respectfully: "Master."

Kong Xuan nodded: "You've worked hard all these years."

The World Destroyer bowed his head: "It's not hard work."

Kong Xuan walked out of the courtyard and onto the street.

Pedestrians hurried by; some looked at him, some didn't.

Those who saw him bowed in respect.

"Vice Hall Master."

Kong Xuan nodded and walked away.

He walked very slowly, as if he was sensing something.

Feel the road beneath your feet, feel the air around you, feel the warmth of the sun.

I didn't care about these things before.

Now I care.

Because if you're just a little bit short, you'll never experience it.

We arrived at the Hongmeng Hall.

Hongmeng sat on the chair, closing his eyes to rest.

Kong Xuan entered the hall and sat in the secondary seat.

Hongmeng opened his eyes: "How do you feel?"

Kong Xuandao: "Empty."

"Like a leaky bucket."

It can't hold anything.

Hongmeng paused for a moment, then asked, "How long will it take to recover?"

Kong Xuan shook his head: "I don't know."

"It might be soon, it might be slow."

"But the road won't wait for me."

Hongmeng asked, "Then what should we do?"

Kong Xuandao: "Find it."

"Find it before the Reverse Path appears."

"Destroy it before it gets stronger."

Hongmeng asked, "How do we find it?"

Kong Xuandao: "Lord of the Heavenly Mystery Domain".

"He can deduce."

Hongmeng nodded and stood up: "I'll go with you."

The two left the Hongmeng Palace and flew towards the Tianji Domain.

They flew to the Celestial Realm and landed at the foot of Spiral Mountain.

Kong Xuan went up the mountain.

Step by step, very slowly.

His cultivation level was reduced to only 20%, and even walking felt difficult.

But he kept walking without stopping.

We reached the top of the mountain.

The Lord of the Heavenly Mystery Domain sat cross-legged in the hall, closing his eyes and entering meditation.

Kong Xuan sat opposite him.

The Lord of the Heavenly Mystery Domain opened his eyes and looked at Kong Xuan.

His gaze was deep, as if he could see through everything.

"You've arrived."

Kong Xuan nodded.

The Lord of Heavenly Mystery said, "You came to me because you want to rebel against the Dao."

Kong Xuan nodded: "Can you find it?"

The Lord of the Heavenly Secrets Domain closed his eyes and made calculations with his fingers.

After a long while, he opened his eyes.

"It can be found."

"I need something."

Kong Xuan asked, "What?"

The Lord of Heavenly Mystery said, "Your blood."

Kong Xuan raised his hand and drew a line across his palm with his fingertips.

The blood that flowed out wasn't red, it was golden.

The blood of the Dao.

The Lord of Heavenly Mystery took the blood and applied it to his brow.

Close your eyes and rehearse the scenario again.

This time, the deductions were conducted for a long time.

One day.

Three days.

Seven days.

The Lord of the Heavenly Mystery Domain opened his eyes, his face pale.

It felt like I had been seriously ill.

"Found it."

Kong Xuan asked, "Where?"

The Lord of the Heavenly Mystery Domain said, "In the Netherworld Domain."

"Mount Youming".

"The place where you subdued the world's destruction."

Kong Xuan frowned: "There?"

The Lord of Heavenly Mystery nodded: "The Reverse Path is hidden deep within the Netherworld Mountain."

"Deeper than the place where the world is destroyed."

"It is asleep, it is recovering."

"Once it wakes up, it will begin to devour."

Kong Xuan asked, "When will you wake up?"

The Lord of Heavenly Mystery held up three fingers: "Three years."

"At most three years."

Kong Xuan stood up: "That's enough."

The Celestial Realm Lord asked, "Enough of what?"

Kong Xuan said, "It's enough for me to recover."

The Lord of the Heavenly Mystery Domain looked at him with a complex expression.

"You only have 20% of your cultivation left."

"How much can it recover within three years?"

Kong Xuan thought for a moment: "Fifty percent."

"At most 50%."

The Celestial Realm Lord asked, "Fifty percent, is that enough to fight?"

Kong Xuan shook his head: "Not enough."

"But we still have to fight."

The Lord of the Heavenly Secrets Domain remained silent.

After a long silence, he spoke: "I'll help you."

Kong Xuan was taken aback: "How will you help?"

The Lord of the Heavenly Mystery Domain said, "I have a method that can help you recover faster."

"But the cost is high."

Kong Xuan asked, "What price?"

The Lord of the Heavenly Mystery Domain said, "My cultivation level."

"I will transfer my cultivation to you."

"I will fall from the Primordial Supreme Golden Immortal to the Primordial Golden Immortal."

"But you can recover to 100% within three years."

Kong Xuan shook his head: "No."

"Your cultivation level is the result of a lifetime of accumulation."

The Lord of the Heavenly Mystery Domain laughed.

Her smile was faint, yet genuine.

"If you lose your cultivation, you can cultivate it again."

"If you lose your life, you lose everything."

"Your life is more important than my life."

Kong Xuan remained silent.

The Lord of Heavenly Mystery said, "You are the Dao."

"The HarmonyOS world needs you."

"The people need you."

"I am just an old man; one more or one less makes no difference."

Kong Xuan stared at him for a long time.

nod.

Thank you.

The Lord of Heavenly Mystery stood up and walked behind Kong Xuan.

He placed a palm on his back.

Cultivation power surged into Kong Xuan's body like a tidal wave.

The power of the Primordial Supreme Golden Immortal is profound and warm.

Like the winter sun.

Kong Xuan closed his eyes and accepted this power.

The Dao seed within his body began to tremble.

The source of the Tao begins to circulate.

The Wuji Bead begins to rotate.

His cultivation level is recovering.

Two percent.

%.

Forty percent.

50%.

The Heavenly Mystery Domain Lord's face grew paler and paler.

His cultivation level is plummeting.

Hongmeng Supreme Golden Immortal.

Peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

Later stage.

Mid-term.

initial.

boom!

He fell to the level of the Lord of Hongmeng.

But he didn't stop.

Continue delivery.

60%.

70%.

80%.

The Heavenly Mystery Domain Lord's cultivation level dropped to the Primordial Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

Ninety percent.

100%.

Kong Xuan's cultivation level has been completely restored.

The realm of infinity, the pinnacle.

The Lord of Heavenly Mystery withdrew his hand and collapsed to the ground.

His face was deathly pale, like a sheet of paper.

His cultivation level has dropped to the early stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

He looked at Kong Xuan and smiled.

That's enough.

"With all his cultivation at its peak, he's more than capable of fighting."

Kong Xuan looked at him, her eyes slightly red.

Thank you.

The Celestial Realm Lord waved his hand: "No need to thank me."

"Go."

"The opposite path awaits you."

Kong Xuan got up and walked down the mountain.

His steps were steady, unlike when he had staggered on the way here.

His cultivation level has been restored, and his power has returned.

But his heart sank even further.

Because the Heavenly Mystery Domain Lord's cultivation level was gone.

For him, it's all gone.

Kong Xuan walked to the foot of the mountain.

Hongmeng was waiting, gazing at him.

"It's back to normal?"

Kong Xuan nodded: "Perfect."

Hongmeng asked, "What about the secrets of heaven?"

Kong Xuan said, "My cultivation is gone."

"Only the early stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm remains."

Hongmeng remained silent, his expression complex.

"Is he... worth it?"

Kong Xuandao: "He said it was worth it."

"I also think it's worth it."

Hongmeng no longer asks.

The two took flight and headed towards the Netherworld.

They flew to the Netherworld and landed at the foot of Netherworld Mountain.

The mountain is still the same mountain.

It is entirely black and towers into the clouds.

But the demonic energy is gone; it was taken away by the destruction of the world.

Kong Xuan looked up at the mountain peak.

The Lord of the Heavenly Secrets said that the Way of Reversal lies deep in the mountains.

It is deeper than the place where the world was destroyed.

Kong Xuan strode up the mountain.

HarmonyOS followed behind.

When we reached the mountainside, the cave entrance was still there.

The black aura had vanished, leaving only a dark, gaping hole.

Bottomless.

Kong Xuan leaped down.

HarmonyOS followed closely behind.

It fell for a long time.

Deeper and farther than last time.

Finally landed.

The underground space is larger than before.

It spans ten thousand zhang in circumference and is a thousand zhang high.

The cave walls were pitch black, yet glowed with an eerie light.

In the center of the space, a cloud of black mist floated.

It's not big, only about the size of a fist.

But the aura it emitted made Kong Xuan frown.

That's the opposite of what's expected.

That wisp of smoke that escaped.

It is asleep.

The black mist flowed slowly, like it was breathing.

Kong Xuan approached and raised his hand.

White light gathered in his palm.

The Great Way has no limits.

He struck out with his palm.

The white light struck the black mist.

The black gas exploded and scattered in all directions.

But soon, they gathered again.

They gathered together to form a human shape.

He is not tall, just like an average person.

It was completely black and had no facial features.

The opposite.

It has open eyes, but no eyes.

But Kong Xuan knew it was watching him.

He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse.

"You've arrived."

Kong Xuan nodded.

He countered by asking, "How did you find me?"

Kong Xuandao: "Lord of the Heavenly Mystery Domain".

Fan Dao paused for a moment, then nodded.

"That old man who can perform deductions."

"I should have killed him sooner."

Kong Xuan said, "You have no chance."

Fan Dao laughed.

The laughter was grating, like metal scraping.

"You think you can kill me just because you've recovered all your cultivation?"

Kong Xuan remained silent.

Fan Dao raised his hand, and black energy condensed in his palm.

"You can't kill me."

"I am against the Way; as long as the Way exists, I will not perish."

"As long as you're here, I'll be here too."

"If you're strong, then I'll be strong."

Kong Xuan gazed at it, his expression calm.

"Then I won't kill you."

He was taken aback: "Not kill me? Then what do you want?"

Kong Xuandao said, "I'll grant you the title."

"Sealed within a Taoist text."

"I'll make sure you can never get out."

Fan Dao's expression changed drastically.

Taoist books are records of the Tao.

There lies the full power of the Tao.

If it is sealed in a Taoist book, it will be suppressed forever.

He roared angrily, "You dare!"

With a single punch, black energy surged forth like a dragon.

Kong Xuan raised his hand, and a white light met his gaze.

Black and white collided and exploded with a deafening roar.

The underground space trembled, and rubble fell.

Kong Xuan took a step back, his expression unchanged.

He took three steps back, and the black mist swayed.

"You've recovered?"

Kong Xuan nodded: "Perfect."

"You've been asleep for a year, and your cultivation hasn't improved at all."

"I have recovered to 100%, and this has been a shift in balance."

"You are no match for me."

The opposite is silence.

It knew that Kong Xuan was telling the truth.

It was badly injured when it escaped.

After a year of slumber, he has only recovered halfway.

Kong Xuan achieved 100%, while it achieved 50%.

We can't beat them.

They turned around and tried to escape.

Kong Xuan raised his hand, and the white light transformed into a net.

The cover points in the opposite direction.

Struggling against the current, black smoke splattered everywhere.

You can't break free.

The white light net tightened more and more.

He screamed in despair, "No..."

Kong Xuan closed the net, trapping Fan Dao into a black ball the size of a fist.

The black ball floated in the palm of his hand, its black energy surging.

But we can't get out.

Kong Xuan turned around and flew towards the cave entrance.

Hongmeng followed behind, his expression complex.

"Sealed within a Taoist text?"

Kong Xuan nodded: "Only Taoist scriptures can suppress it."

The two flew out of the cave and out of the Netherworld Mountain.

They flew towards the direction where the Taoist book was located.

After three days of flying, we arrived.

The Taoist book floated in mid-air, its pages still turning.

On the blank page, the character "道" (Dao) was still there.

The small print is still there.

"To transform oneself into the Dao, seal the black hole, and save all living beings."

No regrets.

Kong Xuan raised his hand and pressed the black ball onto the blank page.

The black ball disappeared from the book.

The pages trembled, and golden light surged forth.

The character "道" (Dao) shone even brighter.

The black ball was trapped under the words and could not move.

Kong Xuan stopped and took a step back.

He gazed at the Taoist book with a calm expression.

The opposite path was blocked.

The HarmonyOS world is safe.

Little White, perched on my shoulder, let out a long sigh of relief.

"Master, it's finally over."

Kong Xuan nodded: "It's over."

But he knew it was only temporary.

Those who oppose the Way will not perish, but will merely be sealed off.

It will reappear after countless years.

Who will seal it off then?

do not know.

But that's for later.

Now, he needs to rest.

Kong Xuan turned around and flew towards the Hongmeng World.

Back at the mansion.

The purple bamboo grove rustled, and the stream murmured.

Mie Shi sat cross-legged under the bamboo. When he saw Kong Xuan return, he stood up and bowed.

Kong Xuan nodded and walked into the main house.

He sat on a futon.

Little White lay at his feet, its head resting on the back of his feet.

It's warm.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She hasn't had a good night's sleep in the past three years.

Now that the reverse path has been blocked, the master has been restored.

She can finally sleep.

Kong Xuan lowered his head and looked at her.

A slight smile played at the corners of his lips.

He closed his eyes and rested.

It's not spiritual practice, it's rest.

tired.

I'm really tired.

From sealing the black hole to the body dissipating.

From the transmission of divine secrets to the sealing of the rebellious path.

Every step was taken with all our might.

Now, I can finally take a break.

Kong Xuan fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep lasted for three days and three nights.

The dream was long, and I dreamt about many things.

I dreamt of the primordial world, I dreamt of Yuan Feng, I dreamt of that bowl of soup.

I dreamt of chaos, I dreamt of Little White, I dreamt of the Primordial Chaos.

I dreamt of a black hole, I dreamt of the opposite of the Tao, I dreamt of Taoist books.

I dreamt about that word.

Road.

Kong Xuan opened his eyes.

Outside the window, the sun is shining brightly.

Purple light, like gauze, spilled across the courtyard.

The purple bamboo rustles, and the stream murmurs.

Everything remains the same.

Little Whitey is still sleeping soundly at my feet.

The world was still under the bamboo, with his eyes closed, cultivating.

Everything remains the same.

Kong Xuan got up and walked out of the room.

Standing in the courtyard, I looked up at the sky.

The sky was purple, dotted with stars.

Very beautiful.

He took a deep breath.

It's nice to be alive.