Fame in the Primordial World, Heading to the East Sea

Li Yi left the desolate mountain where he had sat in meditation for over a million years. There was nothing here worth missing anyway—just a resting spot, and the Primordial World had countless such peaks.

What Li Yi did not know was that his existence had set many hearts racing with fear, especially those Innate Demon Gods reincarnated from the remnant souls of Chaos Demon Gods.

No sooner had Li Yi left than several figures appeared at the place he had just vacated. Each one displayed the cultivation of the Golden Immortal stage, and one was even at the peak of Golden Immortal.

One must understand that at most only 1.5 million years had passed since the opening of the heavens. Although these people had taken form from Innate Spirits, even the Chaos Demon Gods had spent tens of millions of years comprehending the Great Dao Rhythms before breaking through to Golden Immortal, and hundreds of millions of years to attain the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal stage.

This showed just how astonishing these individuals' talents were.

"Heh, Old Man Qian Kun, what brings you here to join the fun? Aren't you supposed to be holed up in that dog kennel of yours all day?" An old man in a Tai Chi Dao robe, wearing a crown and topknot, holding a jade-green Fly Whisk, spoke with a sarcastic sneer to the figure who had just arrived beside him.

"Hmph, Old Ghost Yin Yang, you're not much better yourself," the nearby Old Ancestor Qian Kun replied, clearly unwilling to bicker further. He walked over to where Li Yi had been sitting to take a look.

"Daoist Qian Kun, Daoist Yin Yang, Daoist Swallowing Heaven, you've all arrived," said a voice as a streak of fiery red shot across the sky, arriving beside them in an instant.

"Daoist Lu Ya, you've come as well. You've always been broad in knowledge—do you have any information about this mysterious powerhouse?" Old Ancestor Yin Yang, who was on good terms with Lu Ya, immediately asked.

Because Old Ancestor Yin Yang was familiar with Lu Ya, he knew Lu Ya's origins. As an Innate Fire Spirit, Lu Ya had awakened much earlier than ordinary Innate Spirits, having already awakened before the heavens were opened, and knew many hidden secrets.

Lu Ya went to where Li Yi had been sitting and sensed the lingering aura. "It feels somewhat familiar, but very vague. I might be mistaken," Lu Ya said, shaking his head with a sigh.

Meanwhile, Old Ancestor Qian Kun noticed that Swallowing Heaven seemed off. Swallowing Heaven's expression was strange—one moment filled with extreme fury, the next with utter terror, changing like a person with eighteen faces, which struck everyone as odd.

"Hmm, could Swallowing Heaven know something?" Thinking this, Old Ancestor Qian Kun could no longer hold back. "Daoist Swallowing Heaven, do you have information about him?"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Ya and Old Ancestor Yin Yang immediately turned their heads, staring intently at Swallowing Heaven, hoping he would reveal some hidden secret.

Swallowing Heaven was deeply troubled. It wasn't that he didn't know who Li Yi was—the impression was far too deep. Back then, Li Yi had chased him for over a hundred million kilometers. If not for encountering another Demon God along the way who was wounded even more severely than himself, he would have suffered Soul Annihilation like those Demon Gods Li Yi had devoured.

Although Pangu had shattered his physical body, his remnant soul could still reincarnate, after all. A living dog is better than a dead lion, and now he even had a large group of subordinates. Thinking this, Swallowing Heaven breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the three of them. Swallowing Heaven didn't give them much information—better if they provoked that one and got wiped out; he could then absorb their forces. "He's not someone you can afford to provoke," he said, and without giving them a chance to ask further, he immediately flew away.

Leaving Lu Ya and the other two staring at each other in bewilderment. "Ah, just tell our subordinates to be careful not to offend this person," Old Ancestor Qian Kun left a word and flew off as well.

"Dao Lord, Swallowing Heaven clearly knows something but refuses to tell us," Old Ghost Yin Yang said to Lu Ya, using his Fly Whisk to sweep away a small hilltop.

"Hmm, Daoist Yin Yang, let it go. Daoist Qian Kun is right—we just won't provoke him. He can't possibly come after us for no reason, can he?" With that, Lu Ya also transformed into a streak of fire and departed.

Old Ancestor Yin Yang sighed helplessly and followed suit.

After these few returned to their respective territories, they immediately ordered their subordinates to avoid trouble recently, especially not to provoke a Demon God bearing eight wings, on pain of death by death by a thousand cuts.

When other major and minor forces heard the news, they coincidentally issued similar declarations. For a time, the Primordial World enjoyed a period of peace.

And Li Yi's name spread across the Primordial World, becoming one that many forces regarded as taboo to provoke.

Of course, Li Yi knew nothing of all this that happened after he left. Even if he did, he wouldn't care, since there was currently no existence in the Primordial World that could threaten his life.

Not even Hongjun or Yang Mei could—Li Yi had that confidence.

Ever since Li Yi awakened, whether cultivating or scheming to grow stronger, he had felt somewhat weary. So this time, after determining the direction of the East Sea, he set off at a leisurely pace. After all, who knew how long it would be before he could enjoy such leisure again.

Along the way, Li Yi also took up the oldest profession on Earth—"farmer." Encountered good materials? Collected them. Innate Spiritual Roots? Collected them. Magic Treasures? Collected them...

Li Yi collected as he walked, though for many Spiritual Roots, he only took a portion without severing the roots. There was no need to be so ruthless.

Of course, letting them go entirely was out of the question. Li Yi knew that in later ages, some sects would fight tooth and nail over a single Thousand-Year Spirit Material, even wiping out entire clans.

Don't be fooled by the abundance of spirit materials in the Primordial World now. After several great wars shattered it, causing Spiritual Qi to drain away, even a single Innate Spirit Material might prompt a Heavenly Immortal to take action.

So, for the sake of future generations, it was better to stockpile now while materials were plentiful. That was the true way—avoid fighting to the death later. Besides, it didn't take much effort; he could treat it as a relaxing stroll.

Stopping and going, Li Yi broadened his horizons. The vast world truly had wonders beyond imagination: Fierce Beasts with three legs and two mouths; spirits with heads below and rear ends above; some that ate only stones; others with enormous bodies but timid as mice, chased all over by much weaker beasts...

Of course, Li Yi also encountered many Fierce Beasts that tried to block his path. He showed no mercy—toward these beasts born only for slaughter, Li Yi annihilated them all.

By the later stages, Li Yi had killed Fierce Beasts in the tens of millions. His aura of slaughter far surpassed even the Fierce Beast Kings, and whenever they sensed him, they fled far away.

Thus, a thousand years passed without notice.

Today, Li Yi finally reached the shore of the East Sea. The boundless ocean connected heaven and earth, billions of times vaster than the seas of his previous life, leaving one utterly awestruck.

Next, he would prepare a vessel for his avatar. He hoped to find the Three Immortal Islands of the East Sea.