Primordial Era: Heavenly Origin Sect's Eldest Disciple Proves the Dao of Hunyuan Daluo

Yet this child still ascended as if strolling.

Such strength truly cannot be underestimated.

Who is this child? Once I reach the top, I must pay him a visit.

As the thought flashed through his mind, Guang Chengzi ascended another level.

The immortal mist was as damp as spiritual rain.

The steps beneath his feet became somewhat slippery.

The illusion he was in also continuously shifted.

A Yellow Turban Warrior, clad in golden armor and wielding a battle-axe, attacked with the might of a boundless tempest.

Fortunately, Gu Changsheng utilized the shortcut calculated by the Primordial System to evade it.

The Yellow Turban Warrior dissipated as the axe strike landed.

And in the next second, Gu Changsheng found himself as if in a purgatorial sea of fire.

Countless skeletons were annihilated.

He calmed his mind and stepped onto the stairs.

Within the stairs, illusions continuously evolved.

And Gu Changsheng stepped over one flight of stairs after another.

Many cultivators climbing the stairs along the way revealed expressions of astonishment.

How can this human be so fast?

Before he could ponder further, the cultivator felt his feet slip, and he tumbled down from the heights.

Screams echoed throughout the Yuanshi Dao Field.

Some cultivators trembled uncontrollably.

Others, more composed, saw Gu Changsheng surpass them but remained unhurried.

Gu Changsheng continued his ascent, overtaking many cultivators who wished to join the Saint's disciples.

Among those cultivators were those who were competitive.

Seeing Gu Changsheng approach, one of them tried to push him off.

But Gu Changsheng's steps shifted, and he directly stepped upwards.

The attacker, failing in his sneak attack, fell down.

Most cultivators were earnestly climbing.

Having already come so far, most were extremely cautious, not daring to be the slightest bit distracted.

The illusions kept changing, and Gu Changsheng's pace also slowed down.

The higher he went, the more the Primordial System's deductions took longer than before.

Sometimes, it took several hours.

Gu Changsheng took this opportunity to look at the stairs.

He had caught up to many cultivators.

Although there are many cultivators climbing the stairs, at least tens of thousands, Saint Yuanshi only accepted twelve disciples.

They are the Twelve Golden Immortals who will display great divine abilities in the Primordial Era.

I wonder, how will I ultimately fare?

Gu Changsheng took a deep breath, the immortal mist before his eyes hazy.

[Ding, a new route has been planned for the host!]

As the mechanical prompt sounded, Gu Changsheng stepped forward again.

Along the way, a person with a distressed expression saw someone overtake him and couldn't help but feel bewildered.

A human?

The distressed person's expression shifted slightly.

To think that even I, one of the Three Thousand Guests of the Purple Heaven Palace, am inferior to him?

This child will surely shine brightly.

The distressed person's eyes gleamed, and he followed closely.

Gu Changsheng's speed was very fast, gradually creating some distance between them.

Facing such illusions, this child is actually unafraid?

His speed is so astonishing that I dare not underestimate him.

The distressed person, seeing that he could no longer catch up, felt a slight shock internally.

Gu Changsheng crossed countless steps.

As the immortal mist grew thicker, he saw no other cultivators.

On these steps, he was the only one.

But the illusions generated by the steps became increasingly perilous.

With every step he took, Gu Changsheng had to calculate for a long time.

The deeper he went, the less he dared to be distracted or absent-minded.

After an unknown amount of time, the illusion before him suddenly vanished.

Gu Changsheng stepped into the immortal mist, only to feel boundless Innate Spiritual Qi surging towards him like a tide.

Instead of being swept away, he felt reborn. The fatigue vanished, and his entire body felt incredibly comfortable.

This put Gu Changsheng in a good mood, and his eyes gazed upon this vast heaven and earth.

A majestic and towering White Jade Pavilion, entirely cast from Top-grade Innate Spirit Stones, stood between heaven and earth.

Countless golden lamps and streamers transformed into a sky full of golden light, cascading down.

Furthermore, auspicious clouds coiled around, radiating auspicious energy, so dazzling that one dared not look directly, nor harbor any disrespect.

Such an ultimate sacred realm was truly extraordinary.

Innate Spiritual Qi enveloped him, making Gu Changsheng feel as if he were basking in a spring breeze.

Yet, in this vast Yuanshi Dao Field, Gu Changsheng was utterly alone.

"Twelve years. I've finally reached the summit, stepped through the Heavenly Gate, and arrived at the Yuanshi Dao Field."

The 129,600 steps, a count of one Yuan, had taken Gu Changsheng twelve years.

Gu Changsheng couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion.

Currently, he was the only one to reach the peak.

Could he become the first disciple of Yuanshi?

Gu Changsheng's gaze was firm as he looked towards the Dao Field.

"Stepping through the Heavenly Gate and arriving at the Dao Field is the first step in my pursuit of the Great Dao."

With Innate Spiritual Qi permeating the surroundings, Gu Changsheng didn't have time to think further and sat down.

In an instant, he felt the Innate Spiritual Qi enter his body. The rudimentary techniques he had learned among the human race were actually improving.

"A Saint's Dao Field is indeed extraordinary. In just a few breaths, I've already made such progress. If I were to receive guidance from a Saint, the path to pursuing the Great Dao would be even closer."

At this moment, no one had arrived yet, and Saint Yuanshi had not appeared either.

Gu Changsheng took this opportunity to meditate and cultivate.

After an unknown period, Gu Changsheng felt his cultivation had improved significantly.

The human race techniques he hadn't fully comprehended were now instantly clear.

"Back then, when the tribe was ravaged by a great demon, if I had possessed such strength, it wouldn't have ended like that."

Gu Changsheng sighed softly, and couldn't help but recall the Red-scaled Giant Python beneath Kunlun Mountain.

"I already have karma with the Red-scaled Giant Python this time."

"When I enter the Heavenly Origin Sect, it won't be too late to find it!"

With these thoughts, Gu Changsheng slowly closed his eyes.

Time flies like an arrow, and in the Primordial Era, time was quite cheap.

On this day, eight years had passed since Gu Changsheng reached the summit.

For eight years, Gu Changsheng had been absorbing Innate Spiritual Qi, meditating and cultivating day and night.

His cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds.

During this period, Gu Changsheng had not seen a single person reach the summit.

And on this day, as Gu Changsheng collected his thoughts.

At the Heavenly Gate, a figure stepped through.

Gu Changsheng sensed someone had arrived.

He opened his eyes and glanced over.

There was a hint of surprise in his brows.

It was him?

That cultivator he had met once had also reached the summit.

The cultivator, enveloped by Innate Spiritual Qi, shook off twenty years of fatigue.

He suddenly saw a person sitting cross-legged in the Dao Field.

When he looked closely, his face lit up with joy.