The Dao Body of the Grand Pure Saint

His eyes shot out divine light, making him appear even more imposing.

Xuandu had successfully broken through, reaching the peak of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm.

He cultivated the Classic of Morality, possessed a natural Dao Body and the Grand Pure Immortal Method; these advantages made his Dao Foundation incredibly solid.

Coupled with a portion of Merit from the Six Paths Reincarnation, all factors—timing, location, and human harmony—came together, elevating him instantly.

Empress Pingxin looked at the conscious Xuandu, a look of admiration on her face. "Congratulations, young friend, on this great fortune today! Your future is boundless."

Although she had understood Li Er's plan, the sheer magnitude of this fortune still surprised her.

At this point, she was considered half a Saint, and naturally, she could see that Xuandu's destiny had soared.

Xuandu, this child, possessed extraordinary potential and talent. Given enough time, he would undoubtedly become a peak Quasi-Saint, on par with any major power.

His destiny, cultivation realm, and origins were all exceptionally superior.

Today, he encountered an unprecedented fortune of Merit, enough to compensate for all shortcomings and elevate him instantly.

If Li Er was an invincible existence among Saints, then Xuandu could dominate among Grand Unity Golden Immortals.

Even his powerful master, Li Er, was surprised by Xuandu's performance.

Xuandu's performance was unbelievable. Even he, who was usually calm, was breathing rapidly and filled with excitement at this moment.

He understood his master's purpose in letting him enter the mortal world: to bestow upon him an immense fortune.

At this moment, Xuandu had comprehended the Nine-Rank Dao Fruit, possessing great Merit and great destiny.

Li Er, in the Eight Sceneries Palace, seemed to sense Xuandu's gratitude. His gaze pierced through the void, looking towards the Sea of Blood.

He held a very high opinion of Xuandu, believing his achievements were not merely reaching the peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, but that he was a top-tier Spiritual Power user embodying both destiny and Merit.

Such a Xuandu was already close to the realm of eternal indestructibility.

If Houtu were present, hearing Li Er's evaluation of Xuandu, she would likely be astonished.

For most people, Xuandu was already powerful enough, but in Li Er's eyes, he was merely "acceptable."

This level of high standards was astonishing.

Li Er, as the creator of this cosmic change, possessed extraordinary wisdom and ability. Even if someone else were in his place, he could still create such a transformation.

This was the advantage of foresight unique to a transmigrator.

He possessed sufficient qualifications and ability to implement all of this.

Li Er smiled faintly, not disturbing Xuandu. His gaze shifted away from the Six Paths Reincarnation, instantly arriving at another scene.

Before him lay a terrifying scene of inverted yin and yang, with countless Asuras dancing.

He tacitly allowed this to happen, observing quietly.

Just as Li Er had predicted, Ancestor Minghe soon emerged from the Sea of Blood in anger.

He had established the Six Paths Reincarnation on the Sea of Blood, severing the foundation of the Sea of Blood lineage, and he was extremely displeased.

Empress Pingxin's brow furrowed as she faced Ancestor Minghe's questioning.

She knew that establishing the Six Paths Reincarnation in the Sea of Blood had its reasons, but on Minghe's territory, reason was not entirely on her side.

Although Ancestor Minghe was usually low-key, his cultivation was unfathomable.

During the Hongyun tribulation, his single move had shocked all Quasi-Saint mighty figures.

Houtu knew that although she had the ability to contend with Ancestor Minghe in the Sea of Blood, truly killing him would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Facing Ancestor Minghe's tough stance, he presented his demands: one path in the Six Paths Reincarnation must be opened for the Asura race, to supplement the source of Asuras in the Sea of Blood, and he wished to receive a portion of the Merit from it.

This was clearly a clever strategy. He knew that the efficiency of the Six Paths Reincarnation far surpassed the Sea of Blood's method of transforming resentful souls into Asuras.

Empress Pingxin found herself in deep thought, facing Ancestor Minghe's demands.

Initially, Ancestor Minghe was not satisfied with the negotiations between the Asura path and Empress Pingxin.

He attempted to gain more benefits, proposing to manage the Six Paths Reincarnation and co-manage the judgment authority of the Underworld.

However, Empress Pingxin did not readily agree to this, instead favoring Xuandu for this position.

Ancestor Minghe's greed and stubborn attitude triggered a brewing undercurrent of contention.

At this moment, the divine sense behind Xuandu suddenly flashed, and a Taiji yin-yang fish appeared, instantly stabilizing the situation.

As Li Er's voice leisurely echoed, the turbulent momentum within the Netherworld Blood Sea was instantly quelled, posing no further threat to Xuandu.

Xuandu asked in surprise, "Master, have you arrived?"

This scene demonstrated Li Er's profound strength and considerable authority.

Ancestor Minghe felt the aura from the yin-yang fish opposite him, his heart shaken, and he uttered, "Laozi?"

indicating his apprehension of the other's strength.

Although Ancestor Minghe had been in the Purple Heaven Palace and knew the fame of the Three Pure Ones, facing a mere wisp of Laozi's divine sense, he still found it unbelievable.

That divine sense had actually suppressed his Sea of Blood momentum.

Ancestor Minghe founded the Asura race and the Asura Sect. Although they possessed significant Merit and Destiny, they failed to attain the Dao through Merit. Thus, Ancestor Minghe was unwilling to let go of any opportunity to gain Merit.

Facing the divine sense of Laozi, who had yet to reveal himself, Ancestor Minghe's confidence began to waver.

Within the Six Paths Reincarnation, Empress Pingxin greeted the divine sense before Xuandu and elicited a response from the Grand Pure Saint.

Li Er expressed his admiration for Houtu's boundless compassion for all living beings in the world.

Next, Li Er's divine sense turned to Ancestor Minghe, questioning his act of bullying his disciples with the strength of a peak Quasi-Saint.

Ancestor Minghe responded with a counter-question, implying that, in the other party's view, he should also be subjected to bullying.

Ancestor Minghe felt the profound and mysterious momentum of the Dao Gate within heaven and earth, struggling but unable to escape the crushing force of that power.

From his soul to his physical body, he trembled. He could not resist the might of Li Er's divine sense. His body shattered, eventually turning into blood.

Every word and action of Li Er contained the momentum of the Dao Gate; Ancestor Minghe's strength was insufficient to contend with it.

Although he was the master of the Sea of Blood, Ancestor Minghe would not perish so easily. His Dao Body could recover within the Sea of Blood, but he still faced immense humiliation.

Facing the overwhelming pressure from Li Er, Ancestor Minghe reluctantly conceded and left the Sea of Blood.

As he left, his heart was filled with frustration and confusion, and he gained a new understanding of the power of a Saint.

Faced with an absolute disparity in power, Ancestor Minghe chose to leave, disappearing above the Sea of Blood.

As Ancestor Minghe retreated in defeat, Li Er's Saintly sense did not linger there for long.

After offering a few words of encouragement to Xuandu, his divine sense dissipated without a trace.

Xuandu looked at the serene Empress Houtu and decided to bid her farewell.

Although he meant no harm, he knew his own strength had not yet reached the level where he could stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Empress Pingxin. His status, position, and seniority were all inferior.

Moreover, he still had the mission to deliver the Ancestor Witch's essence blood to the Witch Clan. Lingering here would only be a waste of time.

Just as Xuandu opened his mouth to say goodbye, Empress Houtu waved her hand, signaling him to wait.

She mentioned their previous conversation and offered Xuandu an opportunity.

She looked towards the Six Paths Reincarnation and smiled at Xuandu, "Are you interested in becoming the Lord of the Underworld and managing it for me?"

Xuandu's heart stirred. He was filled with curiosity about the Underworld within the Six Paths Reincarnation.

Who wouldn't want a position of great Merit? But he knew that with his current cultivation as a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, he was not yet qualified for such a crucial responsibility.

Empress Houtu seemed to see through his concerns and explained with a smile, "The Six Paths Reincarnation has just been established, and the Underworld is still incomplete. Your Grand Unity cultivation is slightly insufficient.

However, I can reserve the position of Great Emperor Fengdu for you. Once you have slain the three corpses and attained the Dao as a Quasi-Saint, your Evil Corpse can then preside over the Underworld."

Empress Houtu was full of confidence in Xuandu's ability to slay the three corpses.

Upon hearing this, Xuandu was stunned. He then asked with some confusion, "Empress, are you so certain that I will succeed in slaying the three corpses?"

The Empress smiled and replied, "If you were unable to slay the three corpses, how could I possibly hand over the position of Lord of the Underworld to you?"

In the vast Primordial World, among the many great cultivators, only a few could transcend boundaries and become supreme beings.

Even those who listened to the Dao in Purple霄 Palace faced the predicament of slaying the three corpses.

Yet, Empress Houtu placed great hope in Xuandu.

She knew Xuandu was hesitant but did not explain much.

She simply chuckled, "You underestimate yourself, and you underestimate your master."

She believed that becoming a Quasi-Saint would not be difficult for Xuandu.

Xuandu fell silent. He knew that all of this was not without reason; Houtu had another purpose.

She not only admired him but also wanted to secure the interests of the Witch Clan by forming a connection with him.

At this moment, Xuandu heard his master, Li Er's voice in his ear: "Agree to her."

Since his master had already agreed, Xuandu decided to accept Houtu's offer.

He thanked Houtu for her trust and decided to leave the Sea of Blood.

After all, he could not yet hold the position of Lord of the Underworld. He would have to wait until after slaying the three corpses to truly assume the role.

He still had other tasks at hand: delivering the Ancestor Witch's essence blood to the Witch Clan and heading to Kunlun Mountain to congratulate his two martial uncles on attaining sainthood.

Therefore, he had to leave the Sea of Blood to complete these tasks.

Compared to his initial arrival in Kunlun, Xuandu was like a different person.

After his journey through the Primordial World, he finally understood the true meaning of cultivating by engaging with the world.

He realized that simply cultivating and comprehending the Dao in the Eight Sceneries Palace was not as effective as following opportunities and obtaining the power of creation.

He felt fortunate to have a master like Li Er, which allowed him to join the Kunlun Mountain sect.

As the void rippled, Xuandu, clad in a Daoist robe, finally appeared.

However, when he arrived at Kunlun Mountain, the scene before him exceeded his expectations.

Kunlun Mountain was shrouded in a misty aura, as if divided into two worlds.

With a slight sensing, Xuandu knew this aura originated from the two great lineages: the Heavenly Origin Sect and the Intercepting Sect.

The two Martial Uncles, Yuanshi and Tongtian, established their palaces here. Although they appeared surrounded by immortal energy and weren't as grand as ordinary palaces, they exuded a unique charm.

Looking at these two palaces, Xuandu felt an unspeakable sense of strangeness.

He felt as if "one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers."

Yet, two Daoist lineage palaces coexisted at the summit of Kunlun Mountain. This feeling was both strange and difficult to describe.

This further solidified his thoughts: even if the Heavenly Origin Sect and the Intercepting Sect were currently at peace, there would eventually be differences between the Daoist lineages, and they would part ways one day.

Xuandu's teachings and background became a point of friction between the Heavenly Origin Sect and the Intercepting Sect.

He was ordered by his master to come to Kunlun Mountain to celebrate, which undoubtedly held deeper meaning.

Xuandu's figure flickered instantly as he walked towards the depths of Kunlun Mountain.

At this moment, Guangchengzi, the senior disciple of the Heavenly Origin Sect, was already waiting here, and Duobao Daoist, the senior disciple of the Intercepting Sect, also appeared.

Their gazes met, and though they didn't speak, a subtle relationship was evident.

Clearly, their camaraderie was not deep.

Suddenly, a figure appeared with an extraordinary demeanor, like a descending Daoist immortal. It was Xuandu.

Upon seeing this, the eyes of Guangchengzi and Duobao Daoist instantly narrowed, and their hearts churned.

Before this, they had received instructions from their respective masters to welcome Xuandu, the senior disciple of the Taiqing lineage.

They had originally thought their cultivation levels were comparable, but facing Xuandu now, they realized they might have overestimated themselves and underestimated him.

Guangchengzi and Duobao Daoist bowed to Xuandu: "Guangchengzi of the Heavenly Origin Sect greets Martial Brother Xuandu."

"Duobao of the Intercepting Sect greets Martial Brother Xuandu."

As Li Er's foremost disciple, Xuandu's initiation was undoubtedly the earliest, making his seniority higher than Guangchengzi and Duobao.

He responded, "Greetings, two junior brothers."

Xuandu's gaze was calm and serene, and his words revealed a low-key and restrained demeanor.

"Let's go inside to pay our respects to the two Martial Uncles first. We shouldn't keep them waiting."