Devouring an Ally's Origin, Comprehending Creation to Great Luo Perfection
On the Spirit Peak the Profound Yellow Realm, the wind and clouds surged like raging waves. Three pillars of light—green, black, and white—soared into the sky, piercing the heavens and dyeing the entire world in an unpredictable hue. Within these pillars, the Yin and Yang Qi clashed violently with the Living Being Laws, producing deafening roars. These roars, layered upon layered, were like billions of thunderclaps exploding simultaneously, causing the peaks to tremble violently. Jagged rocks crumbled inch by inch, and fragments of rock, carrying millennia of accumulated dust, shot straight into the sky, blotting out the sun and moon. Only a dim, gray haze remained, with visibility less than three feet. The killing intent in the world reached its peak. The oppressive force, a fusion of the unpredictable Yin and Yang and the ferocity of life, condensed the surrounding air into a tangible barrier, upon which light and shadow distorted. Even light couldn't penetrate it properly, forcing billions of beings in the Profound Yellow Realm to prostrate themselves on the ground, not daring to breathe loudly for fear of angering the two powerful beings on the peak and suffering a annihilation. Even in Profound Yellow City, thousands of miles away, the city walls trembled under this oppressive force, bricks crumbling and falling, the debris striking the bluestone slabs with a soft clatter, completely drowned out by the roar of the heavens and earth. The city's inhabitants kept their doors and windows tightly shut, even the cries of children were muffled. The streets and alleys were deathly silent, save for the howling wind whipping up dust, swirling fallen leaves and broken branches across the empty streets. Any stray debris caught in the wind was crushed to dust before it even hit the ground, dissipating into the gray world.
The Spirit Venerable's body surged with immense spiritual light, the emerald glow resembling armor sculpted from millennia-old jade, protecting him firmly. Countless Living Beings Runes danced and flickered on the light, radiating Vibrant Vitality. Even the spiritual liquid pool at the foot of the peak, dried up for millennia, rippled slightly. Several dying spiritual herbs at the bottom of the pool sprouted tender green shoots, frail yet tenacious, swaying gently in the gale. His hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals, runes fluttering at his fingertips like butterflies, drawing upon the power of the entire Spirit Peak's vegetation. Ancient trees on the peak rose from the ground, their thick roots emerging like coiled dragons, vines as thick as bowls... The vines, intertwined and tangled like giant green pythons, stretched towards the sky, their tips sprouting new shoots, seemingly intent on unleashing the Living Being Laws to create a vast, all-encompassing net, awaiting Ren Xiaoyao's demise. Just then, a chilling aura suddenly emanated from behind him. Like the waters of a thousand-year-old icy pool, it carried the strange power of Yin and Yang Qi, ignoring his spiritual barrier and instantly penetrating him, aiming straight for his vital heart. Wherever it passed, even the air condensed into a thin layer of frost, and the warm, jade-like spiritual light on the Spirit Venerable's body was covered with a fine layer of White Frost.
"Fellow Daoist, may I borrow your life essence for a moment?"
The voice of the Yin Yang Creation Great Heavenly Venerate suddenly turned sinister and ruthless, completely devoid of his previous disheveled and weak state. He had actually forcefully suppressed the wounds left by the Primordial Chaos Life and Death Axe with his Origin Power. The Black and White Qi around his body surged like a tide, his eyes swirling with greedy bloodlust, and a ferocious smile curled at the corner of his mouth, a smile carrying an almost insane obsession. Before his voice had even finished, his palm, covered with Yin-Yang runes, slammed down on the Spirit Venerable's back with a world-destroying suction force. In his palm, the Origin Power remaining after the Yin Yang Creation Pearl shattered transformed into a pitch-black vortex. As the vortex spun rapidly, it emitted a low buzzing sound, a sound that seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, carrying Bone Erosion cold, frantically tearing at the life essence within the Spirit Venerable's body. Even the warm jade-like spiritual light on the Spirit Venerable's body rippled under this suction force, the spiritual light constantly rising and falling and dissipating like water waves.
Caught off guard, the Spirit Venerable felt an overwhelming suction force explode from his back. The green spiritual light flowing around him leaked out like a burst dam, and even his hair turned yellow and brittle at a visible speed, drifting away in the wind. Terrified, he turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with unbelievable rage, and roared, "Great Heavenly Venerate! You dare betray me!" This roar, carrying his last vestiges of life force, shook the surrounding vines, causing countless tender green shoots to wither and turn to ashes instantly.
"Betray you?" The Yin Yang Creation Great Heavenly Venerate sneered repeatedly, his laughter sharp and piercing, like the cry of a night owl spitting blood. Yin-Yang runes flashed at his fingertips, transforming into jet-black chains that, like maggots clinging to bones, relentlessly suppressed the Spirit Venerable's limbs and bones. Black mist seeped from the chains, corroding the Spirit Venerable's skin with a sizzling sound. His palm pressed firmly against the Spirit Venerable's back, the suction growing increasingly violent. "If I hadn't borrowed your life essence to complete my Yin Yang Creation Great Dao, how could I have contended with Ren Xiaoyao? You were merely a stepping stone for my ascent, a useless discarded pawn!"
On Spirit Peak, a sudden change occurred. The plants and trees stirred by the Spirit Venerable suddenly grew wildly to a hundred feet tall, their branches and leaves so lush and green they seemed to drip with water, as if gathering all the life force in the world there; then suddenly withered and turned to ash, scattering into dust without leaving a trace. The extreme transformation between life and death became the Spirit Venerable's death warrant at this moment. The life essence within him flowed into the Great Heavenly Venerate's body like rivers flowing into the sea. The Spirit Venerable's body withered at a visible speed, his once upright figure quickly hunched over, his skin wrinkled like old tree bark, and his spiritual light dimmed like a candle in the wind. His Origin Power was forcibly devoured by the Yin Yang Creation Great Heavenly Venerate, and even his Primordial Spirit began to tremble violently, on the verge of collapse.
The power that fused Yin and Yang with the essence of life surged wildly within the Great Heavenly Venerate's body, producing muffled thunderous sounds that distorted the void around him, revealing countless tiny cracks. His aura surged, and his damaged Dao Foundation rapidly repaired itself at a visible speed, even showing faint signs of breaking through to the Half Step Dao Ancestor. Around him, green, black, and white light intertwined and swirled, transforming into a gigantic Light Cocoon of Light Cocoon. Countless Law Runes continuously generated on the cocoon, twinkling like stars, emanating a pressure several times stronger than before. Even the Heaven and Earth Laws in the Profound Yellow Realm trembled, and countless cracks appeared in the void, spreading outwards like a spider web. From within these cracks, Chaos Qi faintly seeped out, emitting a hissing sound, as if it would tear the entire Profound Yellow Realm apart.
The Spirit Venerable's screams grew weaker and weaker, from an initial furious roar to a painful groan, until finally he turned into a wisp of green smoke and vanished into the world, leaving not even a trace of his Primordial Spirit behind, completely refined by the Yin Yang Creation Great Heavenly Venerate Venerable. The Great Heavenly Venerate Venerable roared to the heavens, the roar shaking the nine heavens, causing the clouds to shatter, the sun and moon to lose their light, and even the sky of the Profound Yellow Realm was blasted open by the roar, from which Primordial Chaos energy surged out like a black tide, sweeping in all directions. He looked down at the Yin-Yang life force flowing in his palm, the power transforming into a small Tai Chi Symbol. In the center of the Tai Chi Symbol, a wisp of emerald life light slowly rotated, radiating Vibrant Vitality. A ferocious smile curled at the corner of his mouth, his eyes surging with killing intent, and his voice, as if from the Nine Netherworlds, resounded throughout every corner of the Profound Yellow Realm: "Ren Xiaoyao, today is your death day!"
Meanwhile, deep within the Chaos Void, Ren Xiaoyao was following the aura of the Great Heavenly Venerate Venerable's escape. He didn't head directly to the Profound Yellow Realm, but was drawn by a faint aura of creation. That aura was ethereal and mysterious, seemingly containing the secrets of the Beginning of Heaven and Earth, causing the Xuanhuang Qi around his body to tremble slightly, and even the Primordial Chaos Life and Death Axe hummed excitedly within his dantian. Following this aura, he deviated from his original direction and arrived at a Primordial Chaos Forbidden Land he had never set foot in before.
The Primordial Chaos energy here was as thick as paste, so viscous it was almost tangible. Even the most violent Law Turbulence dared not easily venture into it, only swirling wildly at the edge of the Forbidden Land, emitting hissing sounds, as if fearing something. In the center of the Forbidden Land, there was no sunlight, only a deathly darkness. Within the darkness, however, a faint light flickered, a soft yet inviolable radiance that pierced through the Primordial Chaos, illuminating an area several feet around it. Ren Xiaoyao gazed intently and saw that within that faint light, floated a fist-sized eye, black and white, its gaze seemingly containing the Cycle of Life and Death of all things in the world. The Cycle of Life and Death ends. Deep within its pupils, countless worlds are faintly visible, their Cycle of Life and Death intertwined, scenes of World Creation emerging— Nebula gathering and dispersing, mountains and rivers collapsing, life multiplying, Annihilation and rebirth. This is the Eye of Creation, existing since the Beginning of Heaven and Earth. It floats silently in the void, emanating an ancient and profound aura. The surrounding Primordial Chaos energy, as if in worship, slowly surges towards it, but the moment it touches it, it transforms into the purest Power of Creation, merging into it. Even the Law Turbulence at the edge of the Forbidden Land area become docile under the pull of this aura, no longer emitting violent roars.
Ren Xiaoyao's mind trembled violently, a tremor originating from the depths of his soul sweeping through his entire body. He could clearly feel that the Daoist principles contained within the Eye of Creation subtly resonated with the Power of Life and Death he controlled, as if the two were born from the same origin. He slowly stepped forward, the Profound Yellow Mother Pearl between his brows trembling slightly, emitting a gentle flow of Xuanhuang Qi, which spontaneously circulated, protecting his body and isolating him from the erosion of Primordial Chaos Qi. The moment his fingertips touched the Eye of Creation, a vast and boundless torrent of information, like a river bursting its banks, instantly surged into his sea of consciousness. Within that torrent were the ultimate principles of the operation of heaven and earth, the mysteries of the evolution of the Great Dao, as if countless Daoist voices were whispering in his ears, telling of the secrets of eternity.
That was the profound mystery of creation at the Beginning of Heaven and Earth, the ultimate principle of Cycle of Life and Death, the true essence of the evolution of Yin and Yang. From Pangu's Sky-Opening separating Pure and Turbid Energies, to the birth of all things and the initial establishment of the Three Realms; from the shattering of the primordial world and the fall of Gods and Devils, to the rise of the immortal Immortal Dao and the orderly order, Dragon Breath flashed rapidly through his sea of consciousness, so fast that it was dazzling. The Nine Dragons Fire Dao was running wildly in his body, the Nine-Colored Flames intertwined to form a huge fire dragon, swirling and dancing around the Eye of Creation. With each breath of the dragon, it burned away the impurities in his sea of consciousness. The vitality power remaining from the Profound Heaven Living Spirit Liquid, the profound origin of the Profound Yellow Mother Pearl, and the killing aura of the Primordial Chaos Life and Death Axe, at this moment, perfectly merged with the Daoist charm of the Eye of Creation, transforming into a brand new power that flowed slowly through his body. Wherever it passed, the meridians were nourished and became more and more resilient, like divine weapons that had been tempered a thousand times, shimmering with a faint luster.
Ren Xiaoyao sat cross-legged, letting the Power of Creation wash over his limbs and bones. His meridians grew stronger and wider, like widened river channels, with Dao power flowing within them, producing clear and melodious sounds, like jade striking each other, crisp and pleasant. The illusory image of the Nine Dragons Fire Dao in his dantian solidified as if real, the nine fire dragons lifelike, their scales clearly visible, each scale shimmering with runes of creation and destruction. They spewed Life-and-Death Creation Flame from their mouths, refining his Dao power to become increasingly pure, removing all impurities. The bottleneck that had originally been stuck at the half-step Great Luo realm was easily pierced like a thin sheet of paper under the nourishment of the Eye of Creation. A vast power surged out from his dantian, sweeping through his entire body. Wherever it passed, his bones and muscles resonated, making crackling sounds, as if thousands of stars were exploding within him, and brilliant light shining through the pores of his body.
An unprecedented pressure surged from his body, vast and mighty, like a deep abyss and a towering mountain, sweeping across all directions. Even the Law Turbulence at the edge of the Forbidden Land area submitted to it, daring not to utter a sound. His Great Luo Perfection realm was completely solidified at this moment. Within his sea of consciousness, countless Dao rhythms intertwined, and the three Principle birth and death, Yin and Yang, and creation perfectly merged, transforming into a Primordial Chaos Dao seal, suspended in the center of his sea of consciousness. As the Dao seal rotated, it emitted countless rays of light, illuminating the entire sea of consciousness. Within his sea of consciousness, it seemed as if a Small World was slowly being conceived, with the phantoms of mountains, rivers, sun, moon, and stars appearing and disappearing. One could even hear the faint cries of creatures emanating from within the Small World, full of Vibrant Vitality.
Ren Xiaoyao slowly opened his eyes, his pupils swirling with Black and White Qi. Deep within his pupils, countless worlds were born and destroyed, a Primordial Chaos Life and Death Axe scene of World Creation flashing by. He raised his hand and waved, and the Primordial Chaos Axe appeared. On the axe's blade, three runes—birth and destruction, yin and yang, and creation—intertwined and flickered, radiating brilliant light. Wherever the axe's light passed, the Primordial Chaos energy dissipated inch by inch, revealing a clear void. Within the void, the faint sounds of the Great Dao echoed, like celestial music.
"Great Luo Perfection..." Ren Xiaoyao murmured to himself, his voice tinged with a hint of emotion, but even more so with an air of unparalleled confidence. He could clearly sense that at this moment, he could manipulate the Heaven and Earth Laws with every move he made, and even when facing the Yin Yang Creation Great Heavenly Venerate who had merged with the Spirit Venerable's origin, he was absolutely confident that he could cut him down with his axe.
He looked up toward the Profound Yellow Realm, his gaze piercing through the endless Primordial Chaos and landing on the Spirit Peak brimming with killing intent. That powerful aura, a fusion of yin and yang and life itself, clearly reached his senses even across the endless Primordial Chaos, carrying with it a nauseating greed and violence.
"The Yin Yang Creation Great Heavenly Venerate, devouring allies and stealing origins—quite a clever tactic." Ren Xiaoyao's smile grew increasingly cold. The oppressive aura of Great Luo Perfection cultivator slowly emanated from his body, causing the surrounding Primordial Chaos energy to surge wildly, forming a massive vortex. Within the vortex, Law Runes flickered erratically. He blurred, transforming into a streak of light, and sped towards the Profound Yellow Realm as if Teleport. His voice echoed through the Chaos Void for a long time, even causing the Law Turbulence to halt. "Unfortunately, you still cannot escape death in the end."
In the Chaos Void, a stream of light pierced through the air, and the oppressive aura of Great Luo Perfection cultivator swept across all directions. Wherever it passed, the chaotic currents of Law Turbulence down in submission, and the Primordial Chaos energy automatically retreated, revealing a long Void Passage. On the walls of the passage, the Xuanhuang Qi shone brightly, remaining closed for a long time. An unprecedented battle of the highest order was about to unfold in the Profound Yellow Realm.
A streak of light pierced the sky, like a golden sword piercing through eternity, tearing open the Primordial Chaos gap in the Profound Yellow Realm's heavens. Ren Xiaoyao's figure arrived, stepping on the light, his white robes fluttering, stirring up an invisible Gale Wind. The moment his toes touched the rubble atop Spirit Peak, the rocks, weathered by millennia of wind and frost, crumbled into dust inch by inch under the supreme pressure of Great Luo Perfection cultivator. Before the rising dust could dissipate, it was overturned into a misty haze by the invisible clash of the two extreme forces, ethereal yet carrying a suffocating chill.
Upon hearing the voice, the Yin Yang Creation Great Heavenly Venerate looked up. His already bloodshot eyes suddenly flashed with two terrifying beams of light, the greed and killing intent in them churning and almost solidifying. The small Tai Chi Symbol in his palm instantly expanded by a hundred feet, green, black, and white lights intertwining wildly, transforming into a massive light screen that spanned the heavens and earth. On this light screen, countless Yin and Yang runes and life marks danced wildly like bees, rapidly moving and colliding, emitting an extremely piercing buzzing sound that penetrated the soul and even caused the void to tremble slightly. "Well done!" he roared, his voice booming like thunder, causing the Void Crack the void above to widen several feet, and the Chaos Qi to surge even more violently. "Today I will show you what the true Yin Yang Creation Great Dao is!"
Before the words were even finished, the Great Heavenly Venerate Venerable reached out and grabbed at the void. With the opening and closing of his five fingers, the power of the entire world trembled. The light curtain formed by the three-colored light suddenly contracted, the light flashing rapidly, and finally transformed into a spear wrapped in thick black mist and tender green shoots. The spear tip gleamed coldly, pointing directly at Ren Xiaoyao's brow. Wherever it passed, the air was completely annihilated, turning into a Void vacuum. Even the ancient tree roots that remained on the peak were instantly drained of all life under the crushing force of this power, and turned into ashes under the extreme strangulation of Yin-Yang Power, leaving not even a trace.
Ren Xiaoyao's expression remained unchanged, his gaze as calm as an ancient well, as if the earth-shattering Killing Moves before him was nothing more than a trivial Chaos Qi. He slowly raised his hand, grasping the handle of the Primordial Chaos Life and Death Axe. In an instant, the three runes on the axe—Life and Death, Yin and Yang, and Creation—simultaneously lit up, their dazzling light like the breaking of the sun, overpowering the chaotic energy pouring down from the gap in the sky, illuminating the entire world. He lightly twisted his wrist, the axe blade slicing through the void, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound. An axe beam carrying the dual power of birth and Annihilation shot into the sky. The axe beam was Primordial Chaos in color, with faint golden light flowing around its edges. Wherever it passed, even space itself was cut open with a thin crack. The axe beam collided violently with the three-colored spear.
"Boom--"
The deafening roar far surpassed the previous thunderous booms, as if the earth-shattering sound of World Creation itself had reappeared in the world. The Heaven and Earth Laws in the Profound Yellow Realm trembled violently under this attack, groaning under the unbearable burden. The summit of Spirit Peak was forcibly sheared off by a hundred feet, the smooth, mirror-like surface of which shattered rocks and dust shot straight into the sky, dyeing the entire gray world a magnificent dark gold.
In Profound Yellow City, thousands of miles away, the already crumbling doors and windows shattered inch by inch under the terrifying shockwave, splintering wood and crumbling bricks. The city's inhabitants lay prostrate on the ground, trembling, too afraid to even raise their heads. Only the two earth-shattering pressures, like two awakened Primordial Divine Mountain, clashed and collided wildly between heaven and earth, stirring up invisible storms. These storms swept in all directions, foreshadowing a peak battle that could rewrite the fate of the Profound Yellow Realm, which had only just begun.
The shockwave had barely subsided when dark golden dust billowed like raging waves, forming a barrier that blotted out the sky with rubble and Gale Wind. Two figures faced each other in mid-air, their robes fluttering in the wind. The surrounding space was distorted by the extreme power, transforming into a bizarre and fantastical scene, sometimes shrinking into a thin slit, sometimes expanding into a huge void, where even light was bent and dissipated.
The Great Heavenly Venerate was forced back three steps, each step leaving a spiderweb-like crack in the void. Where the cracks spread, Chaos Qi gushed out, hissing softly. He looked down at his slightly numb palm; the Tai Chi Symbol in his palm flickered, clearly indicating a hidden injury from the previous attack. His killing intent intensified, yet a hint of apprehension pierced his arrogant facade like a needle. "Great Luo Perfection... to have reached such a level in such a short time!" he gritted his teeth, his voice icy. The Tai Chi Symbol in his palm spun wildly again, its green, black, and white light growing increasingly intense, almost solidifying. "Unfortunately, you still cannot escape death today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Great Heavenly Venerate suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a stream of Essence Blood containing the very essence of Yin and Yang. The Essence Blood was a strange dark green, and as soon as it left his body, it transformed into a long rainbow, landing on the three-colored spear. The spear instantly grew a thousand feet in length, and at its tip, black mist surged like ink, like the entrance to the Abyss of Nine Nether. On the spear shaft, green buds sprouted wildly, transforming into countless vines as thick as bowls. The vines were covered with sharp thorns, shimmering with a ghostly green light, and frantically coiled towards Ren Xiaoyao. Wherever the vines passed, even the Chaos Qi was devoured, exuding a strange aura of Annihilation mixed with a frenzied vitality, as if it wanted to bring everything in the world into the cycle of Yin and Yang, crushing it into dust.
Ren Xiaoyao's gaze sharpened, Black and White Qi swirling within his eyes, reflecting the illusory image of countless vines. He flicked his wrist, and the Primordial Chaos Life and Death Axe transformed into a stream of light in his hand. The three runes on the axe—Life and Death, Yin and Yang, and Creation—shone brightly, their dazzling light like three small suns illuminating the entire Primordial Chaos world. He rose into the air, his figure like lightning, the void beneath his feet shattering layer by layer, yet rapidly mending itself under his Daoist aura, charging straight towards the vines and spears. "Yin and Yang out of balance, life Annihilation —this dares to call itself the Great Dao of Creation?" A cold snort fell, like a thunderclap, causing the surrounding vines to momentarily freeze.
Ren Xiaoyao raised his axe and chopped down.
This axe strike, seemingly slow, contained the profound truth of the birth and death of heaven and earth. The moment the axe blade cleaved through the void, time seemed to stand still. The axe light was a clear, Primordial Chaos color, with faint golden light flowing around its edges. Wherever it passed, the wildly growing vines instantly lost all vitality, turning from tender green to withered yellow, then to ashes, disappearing without a trace. And the thousand-foot-long spear shattered inch by inch under the axe light, emitting a piercing wail. Fragments scattered everywhere, each containing violent power, but when they touched the Dao aura surrounding Ren Xiaoyao, they all turned into Void.
Upon seeing this, the Great Heavenly Venerate's pupils shrank to pinpoints, and his arrogance was instantly replaced by terror. He growled in disbelief, "Impossible! How could my Yin Yang Living Being Dao..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ren Xiaoyao had already closed in, appearing before him like a ghost, the axe blade pointed directly at his face. The biting Axe Wind stung his cheeks, his skin taut, and even his soul trembled violently under this supreme pressure, as if it would collapse at any moment.
At this moment, at the Primordial Chaos gap in the sky, even more Chaos Qi poured down like a flood bursting its banks. The mountains and rivers of the Profound Yellow Realm were all wailing, the earth was cracking, rivers were overflowing, and countless living beings were trembling under the aftershocks of the two forces. This Peak Confrontation had reached a critical juncture of life and death.