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

The Great Wilderness was in an uproar.

It was as if in an instant, it had transformed from a calm, deep pool into a volcanic inferno.

A blinding flash of lightning tore through the pitch-black night.

A colossal creature, its entire body wreathed in golden lightning, was like a god walking between heaven and earth. With each step it took, hundreds or even thousands of pounds of boulders were instantly vaporized by the intense heat of the lightning emanating from its body.

An ancient remnant, the Suanni!

Opposite it stood a Zhu Yan, hundreds of feet tall, pounding its chest as hard as a mountain with both hands, its roar even shaking the clouds in the heavens and earth, creating visible shattered holes.

The two terrifying beasts, which were infinitely close to the ultimate perfection of the lower realm, went completely berserk.

The aftershocks of their battle showed no signs of abating.

Wherever it went, vast stretches of primeval forests turned to ashes, and towering mountains were leveled as if made of paper.

This was only the beginning of the disaster.

The life-or-death struggle between the two ferocious beast overlords completely drove out all other species in the area.

Millions! Tens of millions!

Countless ancient species, birds of prey, and ferocious beasts, in order to escape the center of the devastating battle, fled madly towards the edge of the vast wilderness, like a black torrent of destruction, having lost all reason!

And Shicun is right on the path that the world-destroying beast tide will inevitably take!

"The earth has turned upside down... no! It's a beast tide! An unprecedented beast tide!"

In Stone Village.

The old village chief, Shi Yunfeng, turned deathly pale and collapsed to the ground.

He didn't even have the strength left to hold that ancestral bone cane.

Several hundred simple and honest villagers of Shicun, men, women, and children, have all gathered in the open space at the entrance of the village.

They stared in despair at the rapidly approaching black line on the distant horizon.

Faced with this world-destroying beast tide, powerful enough to easily flatten an ancient capital.

With their meager Blood Transformation Realm cultivation, they weren't even qualified to stop that bloody wind!

"Homage to the Spirit Lord!"

"May the Willow God grant us divine protection and safeguard our people!"

The villagers cried out frantically, kneeling and kowtowing before the charred, lightning-struck log at the village entrance, some even drawing blood from their foreheads.

Lightning struck inside the wood.

Having just been thoroughly shocked by Gu Changqing's Xuanhuang Divine Bone, Liu Shen's soul was now filled with solemnity.

In the past, she could have wiped out this level of beast tide with a single breath.

But now.

Her essence was 99% destroyed in the Nirvana Tribulation.

If she forcibly diverts her true energy to stop the onslaught of this million-strong horde of wild beasts, the last glimmer of hope she has managed to hold will be completely severed, plunging her into an inescapable vicious cycle.

However, she couldn't leave without saving him.

Because that mysterious "Taoist Master" is in this village!

This is not only about saving one's own followers, but also about forging an indelible bond of goodwill with that unfathomable being!

"So be it. For that sliver of hope to reshape the Immortal Venerable's bones, even if it costs me this last bit of my essence..."

The willow goddess's clear, cold voice had just gathered in the void, preparing to unleash a final, desperate battle of green clouds.

"Step back."

A commanding voice, devoid of any emotional fluctuation and consisting of only two words, abruptly cut in.

Gu Changqing had already stepped out of the stone house at some point and was standing alone at the very front of the stone village.

He was wearing a simple long gown.

There were no earth-shattering pillars of spiritual energy, no dazzling flow of runes.

Facing the billowing dust that was already dozens of miles away, and the stench of the ferocious beast's mouth that could be smelled, he was like an ordinary person taking a stroll.

Just as Liu Shen was preparing for a desperate fight, upon hearing these two seemingly casual yet irresistible words, her soul trembled violently, and she forcefully suppressed the primal power that was about to burst forth from her body.

She dared not do anything presumptuous or overstep her bounds in front of Gu Changqing.

All the villagers looked up, staring blankly at the outsider who had suddenly appeared in their village.

Gu Changqing ignored the gazes behind him.

He reached into the wide sleeves of his robe and casually rummaged through them.

then.

He pulled out several small flags, about the size of a palm, dark in color, with even a bit of black charcoal ash stuck to their poles.

He picked this up casually outside the Taiji Hall on Kunlun Mountain before he left.

It was a discarded, defective product that Lao Tzu casually created when he failed to refine the ancient and powerful formation "Two Elements Dust Formation" and then threw it out as trash!

It's a piece of trash that even Lao Tzu himself would find offensive if he looked at it twice.

But Gu Changqing knew.

The trash array flag that the primordial sages failed to refine... Beneath its rough appearance, the supreme Taiji Yin-Yang law of the primordial heavenly way is still engraved!

"Rumble, rumble—"

The earthquake trembled to its limit.

Beast Tide Vanguard!

Dozens of enormous bulls, with blood-red eyes and fangs like knives, charged toward the defensive barrier at the entrance of Stone Village, carrying terrifying kinetic energy capable of shattering mountain walls!

They were moving at an extreme speed.

One hundred zhang!

Fifty feet!

Ten zhang!

The intense aura of death had gripped the throats of every villager in Stone Village, completely drowning out even the cries of infants.

Just as those sharp fangs were about to pierce the body of the first villager.

The first to charge to the finish line.

Gu Changqing casually raised his hand and picked up the few tattered array flags in his hand, some of which were even blackened.

He casually tossed it into the air directly in front of him, as if he were throwing away a few pieces of firewood.

There is no magical power to activate it.

However, the Taiqing Yin-Yang Daoist essence that this banner itself possessed changed the moment it came into contact with the void of the Perfect World.

Self-activated!

"Buzz!"

The pure and turbid energies were like the first ray of intense light that pierced the heavens and the earth.

It burst forth without warning from those few tattered battle flags!

There was no barrier unfolding, no harsh friction sound.

The space within a ten-mile radius in front of Shicun Village.

In that instant, the color completely changed!

Half of it is the ultimate in profound purity, and the other half is the deepest intoxication.

The clear rises and the turbid descends, connected from beginning to end.

An incredibly large Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram silently stretched across the border between the Great Wilderness and Stone Village.

The two elements are but dust.

Within a single speck of dust, the birth and death of the primordial universe can unfold!

And in the next second.

That massive horde of beasts, powerful enough to crush everything, surged straight ahead at an insane, extreme speed.

It crashed hard into that yin-yang Tai Chi diagram!

There was no roar of collision.

There were no roars of resistance from the ferocious beasts.

Not even a single drop of blood splattered out of the formation's trajectory!

All the ancient species and bloodline beasts that were trapped in the Yin-Yang Dust Array area, regardless of their invincible power and ferocious rune protection, were affected.

The instant you come into contact with the Tai Chi Yin-Yang strangulation lines.

The enormous, mountain-like body was like soft tofu crashing headfirst into a merciless millstone driven by the laws of the Great Dao.

Directly from the microscopic level of material composition and even the origin of the soul!

They were completely and utterly crushed and pulverized in an extremely brutal and cold manner!

No bone fragments left!

Everything vanished into nothingness!

Only after a gust of wind blew by.

Within the Yin-Yang diagram spanning ten miles, a dense, blood-red mist slowly rose, so thick it completely dyed the sky crimson.

It seemed to be silently recounting the horrifying, one-way massacre that had just occurred in this void.