The game begins with a visit to a holy land, only to discover that one's ancestor was a human e

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At the moment when the last fist light of the Qi-blooded figure fell.

The chaotic figure was slammed into the ground outside the Forbidden City, dust billowing into the sky and cracking the ground into a ravine several miles long.

Feng Zhi strode outside the Forbidden City, his black and gold imperial robes and long, jet-black hair dancing in the wind, spotless.

He stood there, his posture haughty, like an ancient emperor from mythology looking down on a dying man.

The entire Forbidden City was completely silent.

They stared blankly at the ground cracked by the aftershocks of the punch, their eyes filled with a near-speechless bewilderment.

After a long while, someone finally came to their senses and asked uncertainly, "That was... the Human Emperor's Physique? What was he chasing after just now?"

"That's right, it's him! But the person opposite me is hard to see clearly; the speed of the fight is too fast. I only caught a glimpse of a chaotic aura. Could it be a chaotic entity?"

"It shouldn't be, it doesn't seem like it..."

In the deep pit, the chaotic figure that had been smashed into the ground was slowly pushing itself up.

The layers of chaotic energy peeled away, revealing an unfamiliar yet youthful face.

His physique was no different from that of a human.

But his fleshless skin and his almost chillingly cold pupils were silently proclaiming his identity...

This is a naturally born and nurtured Holy Spirit, and one of the most powerful of them all!

The Chaos Holy Spirit wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at Feng Zhi with furious and ferocious eyes. His voice was hoarse and crazy, a kind of shame and anger after his dignity had been crushed.

"...Who exactly are you?!"

This is an utter disgrace!

Shortly after his birth, he was relentlessly beaten by a guy who appeared out of nowhere, and he was almost powerless to fight back.

He didn't even know who the person in front of him was.

His true form is a colorless chaotic stone, and his intelligence was born from the Holy Spirit Ancestral Land. It has only been a few days since then, and he has not even figured out the pattern after the restoration of heaven and earth.

Upon learning of the appearance of the Xuanhuang Mother Gold, he sent out this clone of himself.

Even if it's just a clone, he's confident he can sweep aside all the geniuses! He originally thought that the immortal gold would be something he could easily obtain.

However, while traveling at high speed, he sensed a presence.

It was a group of human cultivators, one of whom had an extremely strong physique, like some kind of rare and special physique.

The Chaos Holy Spirit did not hesitate. In his eyes, this powerful physique was a great tonic and the best nourishment!

By devouring him, one can quickly replenish a significant portion of his primordial chaos.

This is the path Heaven and Earth chose for him! It was ordained by Heaven!

He is a Chaos Holy Spirit, born favored by the Great Dao of Chaos, capable of devouring and constantly evolving until the final leap, transforming into that perfect Chaos body that only exists in imagination!

Deep within his long and hazy consciousness, he had long been accustomed to plundering anything useful to him.

So he took action.

However, that person was indeed quite strong, and I was able to exchange blows with him briefly.

But that was all. Just as he was about to succeed, he was intercepted by a human!

That damned human right in front of me!

The Chaos Holy Spirit looked down at his cracked palm, then looked up at the human cultivator whose aura was surging.

He remained silent for a moment, confirming whether what had just happened was real.

Those perceptions that had been ingrained in his instincts since he awoke were thoroughly examined in the short span of half an incense stick's time.

He is the Holy Spirit of Chaos.

Bearing the oldest bloodline echoes of the entire Western Desert since the mythological era, it was born favored by the Great Dao of Chaos.

In his mind, from the moment he stepped out of his ancestral homeland, he never thought about the word "losing".

Heaven and earth responded to him, the laws made way for him, and even those ancient monsters chose to remain silent when they sensed his presence.

He naturally assumed that he was the pinnacle of this life.

But who can tell him who this monster in front of him is?

That immense power of blood and flesh, the force of each punch made his chaotic power tremble, and his holy spirit body groan.

Colorful blood dripped down his chin onto the ground, making soft, corrosive sounds and burning tiny holes into the ground beneath his feet.

His expression gradually calmed down from confusion, anger, and embarrassment, eventually returning to its almost cold demeanor.

He straightened up and gathered the shattered chaotic energy back around himself.

The cracks in the flesh were healing at a visible speed, and the skin was restored to its original state, as if the severe injury had never happened.

"This body of mine truly does not recognize you." He looked at Feng Zhi, his earlier embarrassment gone, replaced by a sense of composure.

"But it doesn't matter anymore."

"You think you've won?" The Chaos Holy Spirit suddenly laughed, a laugh as cold as frost seeping from the depths of chaos.

"This is merely an avatar of mine! Its physical body, cultivation level, and combat strength are only one or two tenths of my true form."

"You shattered the mirror with all your might, thinking you'd also shattered the person behind it?"

He slowly spread his arms, and chaotic energy surged around him like a tide, restoring his innate confidence.

"I admit you are very strong! This clone is no match for you, I don't deny that." He nodded slightly, giving his opponent a fair assessment.

"But so what? When my true form is fully revealed, and the Great Dao of Chaos bestows upon me, your boundless blood and energy will ultimately become a part of me to complete my origin!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to the restricted area in the distance.

His tone carried a genuine sense of regret: "But this Xuanhuang Mother Gold ultimately did not find its most suitable owner."

"puff!"

Feng Zhi couldn't help but laugh out loud.

That extremely mocking laughter shattered the grim atmosphere that the Chaos Holy Spirit had painstakingly rebuilt.

Feng Zhi looked at him with an expression that was hard to tell whether it was pity or looking at a fool.

"A defeated dog always knows how to make excuses for itself."

The Chaos Holy Spirit froze. What did he say? That he was a defeated dog?

The wind stopped, and he stepped forward.

Seeing him move, the Chaos Holy Spirit instinctively took a half step back. He didn't even realize it until his face darkened completely.

The mighty Chaos Holy Spirit was not only called a defeated dog by a mere human, but was also forced to take half a step back in full view of everyone.

Endless humiliation, resentment, and anger... once again overwhelmed his newly rebuilt heart.

Deep within those chaotic-colored pupils surged an unprecedented emotion—the madness that only emerges when one is driven to the brink of despair.

"I am the Chaos Holy Spirit!" His voice turned sharp and ferocious.

"It is an existence born of heaven and earth!"

"How dare you humiliate me like this! Do you think I would admit defeat so easily? Do you think I wouldn't dare..."