Dual Transmigration: Cultivating Immortality in the Primordial World, Taking on the Desolate Heavenl

Beyond the thirty-three heavens lies the boundless chaotic sea.

Earth, water, fire, and wind rage wildly here in their most primal and violent form. Even the slightest chaotic turbulence that occasionally rises up is enough to shred ordinary Golden Immortals, who are said to be indestructible, into the most basic particles of spiritual energy.

This is a natural barrier separating the primordial world from the Purple Cloud Palace.

However, today, the edge of this chaotic sea, which can devour everything, appears unusually crowded.

Streams of light pierced through the chaotic mist, and powerful beings from the primordial era, radiating the terrifying aura of Great Luo Golden Immortals, converged from all directions of the four continents.

With the second lecture of Zixiao just around the corner, no one wants to miss this unparalleled opportunity that could defy fate.

At the entrance to the Chaos Sea, two extremely majestic figures, like totems, stood silently amidst the raging torrents.

On the left was a man clad in a Nine Dragons Golden Crow Quasi-Emperor's Robe, his face exuding extreme majesty. Between the opening and closing of his eyes, faint phantoms of the birth and death of stars in the vast world flowed, and a vast and boundless golden sun wheel hovered behind his head, forcefully forcing back the chaotic air currents within a million miles around him.

It was Di Jun, one of the two supreme emperors of the demon race.

On the right stood a man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, exuding an aura of dominance. In his hand, he held a dark yellow ancient bell whose surface was shimmering with the colors of the sun, moon, stars, earth, water, fire, and wind. The bell had not even been rung; the mere wisp of world-suppressing aura emanating from it was enough to solidify the void within a radius of tens of millions of miles as if it were an iron plate.

Donghuang Taiyi!

These two birds, born from the Sun Star and descended from Pangu, stood calmly yet with an absolute sense of oppression on the only way, smiling and exchanging greetings with the passing Zixiao guests.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan, it's been a long time. How have you been?" Di Jun said with a warm smile and a gentle, polite tone.

What seemed like a casual greeting actually stirred up waves of vigilance in the hearts of those powerful figures who were stopped and engaged in conversation.

Everyone knows the truth.

The power of the Wu Clan on the primordial land expanded wildly like a snowball, and the tyranny of the Twelve Ancestral Witches suffocated countless innate deities. Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were stationed outside the gates of Zixiao Palace, ostensibly to welcome guests, but in reality, they were recruiting top warriors from all sides, intending to establish the legendary supreme hegemony that could rule the primordial starry sky—the Demon Clan Heavenly Court!

This was an extremely clear-headed and openly strategic political maneuvering.

When Emperor Jun and Taiyi plotted to establish their dominance over the Heavenly Court, the greatest obstacle they faced was not only the Wu Clan.

There are also Pangu and the Three Pure Ones, and the orthodox Xuanmen they represent!

The Three Pure Ones are manifestations of Pangu's primordial spirit, claiming to be the most orthodox lineage in the primordial world. Their immense fortune subtly threatens to overwhelm all other paths. If Di Jun wishes to become emperor, he must first understand the Three Pure Ones' bottom line.

To directly test the true forms of the Three Pure Ones? That would be too foolish and too likely to trigger an irreversible life-or-death battle.

Therefore, their gaze was precisely locked onto the most perfect target for probing.

Gu Changqing, the chief disciple of the Xuanmen sect and the only disciple of the Three Pure Ones!

At that very moment, from the deepest part of the Chaos Sea, a Tai Chi Yin-Yang Great Dao, stretching across hundreds of millions of miles of void, spread out.

The pure and mysterious energy, like the dawn light that dispels darkness, carved out a broad road in the chaotic sea of ​​chaos.

The Three Pure Ones arrived together.

Laozi rode a green ox at the very front, with Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu on either side.

Half a step behind Laozi, Gu Changqing, dressed in a green robe, stood with his hands behind his back. He strolled leisurely on the Tai Chi path, his eyes showing no fluctuation even when faced with the earth, water, fire, and wind around him that could obliterate star systems, as languid as if he were taking a walk in his own backyard.

His cultivation level was not concealed at all.

Having just devoured a corner of the Perfect World's origin and the Heavenly Tribulation, it is currently in a stable state as an Immortal Golden Immortal.

Jinxian.

If this level of cultivation were placed in the lower realms of the primordial world, it would be considered the domain of a powerful overlord.

But outside the gates of Zixiao Palace, where even the lowest standard is the early stage of the Great Luo realm, it was like a sheep that had mistakenly wandered into the nest of a divine dragon, extremely conspicuous and even somewhat out of place.

"The chief disciple of the Three Pure Ones is merely a Golden Immortal?"

The old ancestor Hongyun, who had stopped to watch, was slightly taken aback and frowned.

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head silently, a hint of worry flashing deep in his eyes.

In this cultivation world where strength absolutely crushes everything, a Golden Immortal's top disciple simply cannot bear the heavy burden of defying fate that belongs to the Xuanmen's eldest disciple!

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi exchanged a glance.

A cold, calculating glint flashed deep in their eyes, a glint only those in power could decipher.

This is exactly the perfect opportunity they've been looking for to test the waters!

"Senior Brother Taiqing, Senior Brother Yuanshi, Senior Brother Tongtian. The three of you have finally arrived." Di Jun stepped forward, his smile flawless, as if he were truly welcoming long-lost friends.

Lao Tzu's gaze remained calm and still, and he merely nodded slightly in response.

However, just as the Three Pure Ones were about to pass by Emperor Jun and step into the gate of Zixiao Palace...

Donghuang Taiyi, who had been silent all along, suddenly took half a step forward.

This step was precisely timed to hit Gu Changqing's path.

"This must be the legendary, exceptionally talented first disciple of the Three Pure Ones, Junior Nephew Gu Changqing, right?"

Donghuang Taiyi laughed out loud, a sharp smile curving his lips.

"Above the Purple Heaven lies the Great Luo Realm. My nephew, with only the Golden Immortal Realm, has managed to enter this place, demonstrating your extraordinary origins. As your elder, I will use this Chaos Bell sound to welcome you today!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Donghuang Taiyi gave no one time to react or stop him. He suddenly clenched his right fist and slammed it violently onto the Chaos Bell in his hand.

"Thump—"

There was no dazzling display of light and shadow.

But the moment that extremely deep and ancient bell tolled...

The chaotic sea, spanning billions of miles, seemed to be gripped by an invisible, ancient hand. The raging winds and earth, water, fire, and wind instantly froze, and even the churning turbulent currents at the extreme points were completely frozen.

A supreme innate treasure, suppressing the primordial chaos!

This is absolutely not a joke.

Donghuang Taiyi's welcoming ceremony was actually the most insidious and vicious test to kill!

If Gu Changqing couldn't withstand it, this chaotic sonic wave would crush an ordinary Golden Immortal's true spirit and internal organs into a bloody pulp, as easily as crushing an egg. Even if he didn't die, the public humiliation would completely undermine the prestige of the Xuanmen sect in front of these top-tier Zixiao guests!

Di Jun and Tai Yi, on the other hand, could easily brush off their responsibility by saying that "the etiquette was too formal and they did not expect their junior disciple to be so lacking in knowledge."

If the Three Pure Ones intervene, it would be tantamount to admitting to the entire prehistoric world that their disciple is a useless piece of trash who not only has low cultivation but also needs his elders to act as his caregivers at all times.

Regardless of the outcome, the Demon Emperor's political objectives will be perfectly achieved!

An extremely terrifying chaotic sound wave drew out a grayish-white, materialized ripple in the chaotic void, like an invisible ancient divine blade that opened the heavens and earth, heading straight for Gu Changqing's face.

Wherever the sound waves passed, the few indestructible chaotic rocks left behind along the way were completely obliterated without even a speck of dust falling, turning directly into nothingness at the conceptual level.

"Taiyi! How dare you!" The Tongtian Sect Leader's eyes suddenly shot out billions of bone-chilling sword intents, and he was about to draw his sword.

But Laozi gently blocked the hilt of Tongtian's sword with his whisk. Laozi glanced deeply at Gu Changqing's expressionless profile, showing no intention of making a move.

The sound wave was already less than three feet away from Gu Changqing's brow!

Old Ancestor Hongyun couldn't bear it and looked away.

Countless powerful figures around secretly shook their heads, all believing that this disciple of the Xuanmen sect was destined to be seriously injured and cough up blood today, ending up in a miserable state.

However, Gu Changqing was at the very center of the life-or-death storm.

His expression showed no sign of panic.

Instead, he yawned lazily.

He will not back down.

Do not avoid.

He didn't even mobilize the vast, immortal Golden Immortal power within his dantian to mount any form of resistance.

Faced with the chaotic sound waves carrying the divine power of an innate supreme treasure, Gu Changqing activated the spoils he had previously taken from the Void God Realm of the Perfect World—the [Pure Spiritual Law Gravity Field], which was completely independent of the Primordial Heavenly Dao—with an extremely subtle amplitude!

An invisible and intangible, eerie magnetic field, which even divine sense could not detect, suddenly expanded outwards, centered on Gu Changqing.

"boom--"

The chaotic sound wave, which even a Great Luo Golden Immortal would avoid, struck Gu Changqing at the speed of light, just as it entered within three feet of him.

They disappeared in an extremely mysterious way!

There was no deafening collision sound.

There is no apocalyptic scene of space breaking apart.

That sonic attack, powerful enough to tear apart a true spirit, was like an inconspicuous pebble, casually tossed into a bottomless ancient quagmire.

Not only did it not cause the slightest ripple, but it didn't even send out a single echo.

It was directly and forcibly swallowed and assimilated by that absolute spiritual gravity field, and then crushed into the most primitive energy dust at the microscopic level!

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

At the entrance to the Chaos Sea, you could hear a pin drop.

Di Jun's perfect smile froze in his muscles. Zhen Yuanzi's hand, which was stroking his beard, suddenly stopped in mid-air, and several strands of his beard were torn off.

Donghuang Taiyi's eyes widened to their limit in an instant, his pupils shrinking to the size of needles and wheat awns.

He stared intently at the young man in the blue robe who still maintained his languid posture. He couldn't understand why his subtle killing move, unleashed using a supreme innate treasure, had vanished without a trace, as if it had disappeared into the sea.

He didn't even sense any obstruction from the other party's primordial magic weapon!

Just as the worldviews of all the powerful beings in the audience were being violently impacted.

Gu Changqing made a move.

He didn't even glance at Taiyi, his steps never faltering as he calmly strode past him. His boots casually touched the last vestiges of law-based ash left by the sonic wave.

Gu Changqing walked forward with his hands behind his back, leaving Donghuang Taiyi with only an extremely cold and aloof back view.

A single, chilling statement, laced with contempt for something far more sinister, drifted lightly into the ears of the two demon emperors, carried by the chaotic currents.

"The tone is weak and feeble."

"This innate treasure, used to suppress the destiny of an entire clan, is in the hands of Fellow Daoist Taiyi..."

Gu Changqing paused, his tone of mockery like a sharp knife.

"Seems like it's only good enough to make a noise?"

These words were like a resounding slap in the face of the arrogant Donghuang Taiyi!

A surge of unprecedented turmoil welled up in Taiyi's heart, and his right hand trembled violently, almost causing the bell hammer that had accompanied him in his countless battles to slip from his grasp and fall to the ground!

Ahead, there was a heavy, grinding sound.

The bronze gate of Zixiao Palace, which sealed the highest Dao of the primordial world, slowly opened towards the Three Pure Ones and Gu Changqing amidst a rising purple aura.

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