Sweeping Through Profound Yellow, Suppressing the Progenitor-Sword Pointed at the Heavens, Treading the Immortal Path
Primordial Chaos wind howled and swept across, stirring up a vast, inky torrent of Primordial Chaos energy. Within this surging torrent, countless Law Fragments floated and sank, their edges gleaming with Annihilation, extinguished light. When these Mars collided, Mars flew, scorching even the void with tiny holes. These holes were immediately filled by the Chaos Qi, an endless cycle, imbued with a deathly stillness. Ren Xiaoyao's figure emerged from the white light of the Origin Secret Realm, his white robes fluttering in the wind. As his robes billowed, Origin Dao Charm energy swirled around him. A faint Dragon Phoenix Phantom and phoenix was outlined on its body. The dragon scales and phoenix feathers were all formed from Origin Runes runes, lifelike. As the dragon and phoenix circled, they emitted clear and melodious cries that pierced through the Primordial Chaos and reached the depths of the Profound Yellow Realm's origin. With one step, it crossed the invisible barrier between the Chaos Realm and the Profound Yellow Living Beings Realm. The moment the barrier shattered, it made a sound as faint as a mosquito's buzz, and was then swallowed by the Primordial Chaos winds without leaving a trace. Only a very faint primordial aura quietly spread across the sky of the Profound Yellow Realm, like a drop of ink dissolving into clear water, slowly dispersing.
The moment it appeared, the heavens of the Profound Yellow Living Beings Realm trembled violently, like an ancient bell struck by a heavy hammer, emitting a muffled boom. The booming sound layered upon layer, spreading like a tide throughout every inch of the Profound Yellow Realm. Birds and beasts in the mountain streams fled in terror, giant sea turtles lay dormant in the deep sea, and even the Spirit Vein deep underground trembled. The clouds, like cotton wadding torn apart by an invisible hand, receded in all directions, revealing a clear, pristine blue sky. Above, not a speck of dust remained, only nine ancient Heavenly Dao paths, like nine winding dragons, faintly visible behind the clouds. The dragons' bodies were inscribed with the primordial laws of the heavens, and under Ren Xiaoyao's gentle Heavenly Dao Pressure, they slowly rotated, as if in worship. Runes flickered along the paths, emanating a vast and ancient celestial aura. As this aura flowed, the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth became gentler. The gentle Heavenly Dao Pressure surrounding him seemed to have no effect. The ripples spread outwards in concentric circles, causing towering mountains to bow in their wake. Snow-capped peaks cascaded down, transforming into a shower of frost. Amidst the dancing frost blossoms, countless crystalline flowers imbued with Daoist essence shone. Inscribed on their petals were the mysteries of birth and death, yin and yang, and creation itself. Where the petals fell, even the smallest blade of grass seemed to gleam. Rushing rivers instantly stilled, their waves solidifying into Glazed Ice- clear ice Ice Crystals suspended in mid-air. These translucent Ice Crystals refracted a spectrum of colors. Within these Ice Crystals ... Fish could be faintly seen swaying their tails, but they were imprisoned by the Heavenly Dao Pressure, unable to move, and could only stare with wide, round eyes, revealing their fear; the Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth spontaneously prostrated itself on the ground, transforming into streams of seven-colored light, like pilgrims, converging along the mountain veins towards Ren Xiaoyao's direction. Where the streams of light converged, a huge Spiritual Energy Vortex was faintly formed, and within the vortex, the sound of Daoist chanting lingered, as if countless sages were softly reciting Daoist scriptures.
At this moment, the Profound Yellow Living Beings Realm was already engulfed in tumultuous waves due to the demise of the Great Heavenly Venerate. Various forces occupied their sects, and powerful figures emerged in great numbers. Ancient, reclusive Aristocratic Clan and immortal Immortal Dao with millennia of history all unleashed their most powerful secrets, from patriarchs at the half-step Heavenly Dao stage to newly ascended Great Luo cultivators, all gathering beneath the heavens, intent on dividing the power of the Profound Yellow Realm and utterly crushing Ren Xiaoyao's reputation, replacing him in his place. When Ren Xiaoyao's figure appeared in the sky, those sect patriarchs and reclusive powerhouses hidden in the shadows soared into the sky like startled birds. Thousands of figures hovered in mid-air, their Law Treasure treasures radiating light, their Dao power surging like a tide, and five-colored rays of light... The black, Sha Qi clashed and crackled, shaking the void and causing ripples to spread. Even the surrounding stars trembled slightly, their light dimming as if they too feared this world-destroying aura. Yet, no one dared to make the first move. Countless gazes fell upon Ren Xiaoyao, filled with fear, greed, and resentment, all Heavenly Dao Pressure. Even their breathing became cautious, their hearts pounding as if they would burst from their throats at any moment. Cold sweat trickled down their foreheads, condensing into beads on their chins before falling into the void, turning into tiny water droplets. Before the droplets even touched the ground, they were evaporated by the Gale Wind of the void.
"Ren Xiaoyao! You killed Great Heavenly Venerate and slaughtered my Xuanhuang cultivators! Today, you will pay for this in blood!" A furious roar erupted from the crowd, tearing through the sky like thunder, shattering the surrounding spiritual light. The voice was filled with hysterical madness. The speaker was a veteran Great Luo Stronger Ones, clad in Blood Red Armor engraved with countless ferocious beast patterns. The beasts' eyes were bloodshot, seemingly ready to devour their prey, exuding Sha Qi. Moistened blood still clung to the edges of the armor. Bloodstains clung to him, exuding a bloodthirsty aura. He wielded a ten-foot-long, Blood Red Spear, its tip radiating a chilling murderous intent. The spear shaft was riddled with countless cracks, clearly a treasure forged in countless bloody battles, with faint, blood-red light shimmering within the cracks. His Sha Qi aura soared to the heavens, dyeing the surrounding clouds crimson and even obscuring the sunlight, transforming the sky into a blood-red curtain. Beneath this curtain, countless cultivators were stained crimson, appearing exceptionally ferocious and terrifying.
Upon hearing this, Ren Xiaoyao's eyes slowly rotated between Black and White Qi and the original white light, like the sun, moon, and stars floating within them. Wherever his gaze fell, the void seemed to distort slightly, as if even the light was being drawn by his eyes. He indifferently swept his gaze over the powerful figure, without even pausing in his steps, as if the figure before him were nothing more than a noisy ant. He raised his hand, a wisp of Origin Dao Charm flowing from his fingertips, transforming into a seemingly gentle white light. The white light was as clear as Moonlight Essence, untouched by a speck of dust, and it gently brushed towards the powerful figure, as if he were merely flicking away a speck of dust. The movement was slow, yet it carried an irresistible majesty of the Heavenly Dao. Wherever the white light passed, even the baleful Sha Qi in the void was completely cleansed.
Seeing this, the powerful Grand Great Luo Stronger Ones let out a wild laugh, filled with disdain and madness. His Blood Red Spear thrust forward, its tip imbued with his life's power. The spear vibrated and hummed, its roars like dragons and tigers echoing incessantly, causing the eardrums of the surrounding cultivators to ache and their blood to surge. Wherever the spear tip passed, the void shattered inch by inch, revealing dark, chaotic Primordial Chaos. From these rifts came chilling howls, as if countless Chaos Ferocious Beast lurked within, eager to break free and devour everything. He vowed... The goal was to shatter this seemingly insignificant white light, to pluck Ren Xiaoyao's head, and to hang it atop the sect to awe the world and establish unparalleled fame. But the moment the spear tip touched the white light, the power that could tear mountains apart and pierce Star River vanished like melting snow, without even a ripple. The white light fell upon him without hindrance, its speed still slow, yet carrying an unmatched might, as if it were a judgment descended from the Heavenly Dao, leaving no room for doubt or resistance.
"Puff--"
A soft sound, like a thin sheet of paper being punctured, crisp and piercing, remarkably clear in the deathly silent sky, so clear that every cultivator felt a chill run down their spine. The body of the Great Luo Stronger Ones instantly turned to ashes, not even having time to utter a wail. His soul was annihilated the moment the white light touched him, leaving not even a trace of his remnant soul, as if he had never existed in this world. Only the Blood Red Spear fell to the ground, emitting a crisp ringing sound, filled with endless resentment and despair, before shattering into dust, scattering in mid-air and disappearing without a trace, not even a wisp of its spirit escaping.
A deathly silence instantly enveloped the entire sky.
The thousands of cultivators who had been so aggressive just moments before were now trembling with fear, their faces filled with terror and despair. Their muscles were stiff, even their fingertips trembled slightly, and cold sweat soaked their clothes, turning into streams of water that dripped from their hems, falling into the void and striking the mountains and earth below with faint sounds that, in the deathly silence, sounded particularly jarring. Only then did they realize that the Ren Xiaoyao before them was no longer the Great Luo Perfection cultivator who had looked down upon the ages, but an unparalleled being who had already ascended to the Heavenly Dao Realm. The difference between the two was like the difference between clouds and mud, like ants and the bright moon, utterly incomparable. Any resistance would be nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot, a suicide mission.
"You lot dare to obstruct me?"
Ren Xiaoyao's voice was calm and even, yet it carried an undeniable majesty of the Heavenly Dao, resounding like a great bell throughout the heavens and earth, causing the void to hum and even the earth to tremble slightly. Cracks spread down from the sky like a spider web, covering the entire landscape. From within these cracks, dense Spiritual Qi Spiritual Qi surged forth, transforming into countless spiritual dragons that coiled and danced, emitting deafening roars. The moment his voice fell, the Heavenly Dao Pressure surrounding him suddenly surged, and a milky-white halo spread like a tide. Wherever the halo passed, the void distorted, and the cultivators who were suspended in mid-air plummeted like kites with broken strings, spitting out blood that stained their clothes. Their bones shattered inch by inch, making a series of cracking sounds. They had no chance to resist; they could only feel the pressure that penetrated to their very bones as they fell, closing their eyes in despair and awaiting death.
He walked step by step toward the core area of the Profound Yellow Realm. With each step, the sky trembled, the earth rumbled, and ripples spread through the void beneath his feet. As the ripples spread, they transformed into flowers of Daoist charm, blooming and then dissipating, leaving faint Dao Marks wherever the petals fell. The sect barriers and Mountain Protecting Formation along the way crumbled like paper under his pressure. Those sects and holy sites that boasted of being impregnable were instantly reduced to ashes, and their palaces collapsed. The Spiritual Qi dissipated, leaving only broken walls and ruins. Ancient runes were engraved on the ruins, but under the Heavenly Dao Pressure, they were dim and lifeless, howling in the gale as if lamenting the destruction of the sect. Those Nascent Soul and Spirit Transformation cultivators hiding deep within the sect did not even have the courage to step out of the main hall. They could only huddle in the corners, trembling and shaking uncontrollably. They did not even have the courage to look up, fearing that they would be swept over by that indifferent gaze and end up with their Soul Annihilation.
The various forces in the Profound Yellow Realm were as vulnerable as ants before him.
Before long, Ren Xiaoyao arrived at the source of the Profound Yellow Realm — the Profound Yellow Ancestral Land.
Deep within the ancestral land, clouds and purple qi swirled, purple qi so dense it almost tangible, flowing with a gentle, murmuring sound like a clear spring. Within this purple qi, the shadows of dragons and phoenixes flickered, radiating a sacred aura. Ancient Altar rose from the ground, forged from Primordial Chaos stones, Altar surfaces marked by the passage of time, crisscrossed with cracks, yet remaining indestructible. Eternal runes were inscribed upon Altar, their flickering light emanating a vast, ancient aura, carrying the Origin Power the Profound Yellow Realm's birth, resonating with the Great Dao Resonance of Heaven and Earth. Around the Altar grew towering ancient trees, their trunks so thick they required dozens of people to encircle them, their bark rough like dragon scales, their branches and leaves lush and verdant, blocking out the sun. Each leaf bore the Origin Dao Charm of the Profound Yellow Realm, rustling in the wind like the whispered murmur of the Dao, cleansing the soul. An ancient figure... A figure slowly emerged, enveloped in a vast aura originating from the Profound Yellow Realm — the Progenitor of Profound Yellow. His hair and beard were entirely white, his beard reaching his waist, each strand cascading down like Milky Way, glistening with a jade-like luster, each hair containing the Cycle of Life and Death of the Profound Yellow Realm. He wore an ancient Daoist robe, embroidered with the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, and the Star Circulation of stars, as if a Small World were unfolding within it. The edges of the robe were also embroidered with the Totems of the Xuanhuang ancestors, exuding an ancient and weathered air. His eyes shone with the wisdom of countless ages, as if he had witnessed the birth and growth of the Profound Yellow Realm. With each turn of his gaze, the heavens and earth seemed to rise and fall, his Daoist power surging, subtly drawing upon the power of the entire Profound Yellow Realm. The mountains and earth surrounding his ancestral land trembled slightly, as if responding to his call, emitting a deep rumble that reverberated in all directions, shaking the very core of people's hearts.
"Ren Xiaoyao, now that you have ascended to the Heavenly Dao, why do you still make things difficult for my Profound Yellow Realm?" The voice of the Progenitor of Profound Yellow was ancient and majestic, with a hint of helplessness, echoing like an ancient bell, causing the surrounding purple qi to churn. "The fall of the Great Heavenly Venerate Venerable was his own fault, and has nothing to do with my Profound Yellow Realm."
Upon hearing this, Ren Xiaoyao's lips curled into a faint, indifferent smile, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, a hint of disdain within that light, like a god from the heavens looking down upon ants in the mortal realm. "Progenitor of Profound Yellow, do you truly believe that with your meager cultivation, you can mobilize the power of the Profound Yellow Realm and contend with me?"
Before his words had even finished, the Primordial Chaos Life and Death Axe in his palm trembled and flew out. The three runes on the axe—Life and Death, Yin and Yang, and Creation—merged with the Dao of Heavenly Dao, bursting forth with a dazzling milky-white light. Within the light, dragons and phoenixes soared, Star River revolved, and the sun and moon rose and fell. The axe trembled, emitting a clear and melodious hum. The hum transformed into Dao sounds, resounding throughout heaven and earth. Wherever the Dao sounds passed, all things bowed their heads. With a flash of axe light, it traversed ten thousand miles of void, cleaving straight into the Progenitor of Profound Yellow. Wherever the axe light passed, the void shattered inch by inch, revealing pitch-black Primordial Chaos. From these rifts came terrifying roars, as if countless Chaos Ferocious Beast lurked within, eager to devour heaven and earth. The axe light also carried the power of World Creation, enough to sever all illusions.
The Progenitor of Profound Yellow's expression changed drastically. He dared not be negligent in the slightest. His hands rapidly formed hand seals, and runes flashed at his fingertips. The runes fell like stars, each containing the Origin Power of the Profound Yellow Realm. Wherever the runes fell, Heaven and Earth Resonance. He roared, "Profound Yellow Realm, rise!"
In an instant, the mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas of the entire Profound Yellow Realm erupted with immense Dao power. A vast yellow pillar of light shot into the sky from the depths of the earth, piercing through heaven and earth. The pillar was thick enough to contain ten mountains side by side. Within the pillar, countless phantoms of the Xuanhuang ancestors appeared. They wore animal skins, held stone axes, and had resolute faces, letting out earth-shaking shouts. Those shouts were filled with the will to protect their homeland, shaking the void slightly. Interspersed among the phantoms of the ancestors were countless figures of Ancient Divine Beast: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise. The four Divine Beast circled around, radiating magnificent heavenly might. This attack was the Progenitor of Profound Yellow using himself as a lever to pry open the Origin Power of the entire Profound Yellow Realm. Even ordinary Heavenly Dao experts would temporarily avoid its edge and dare not confront it head-on.
But Ren Xiaoyao's expression remained completely calm.
"Using the realm as a tool and the ancestor as a guide, unfortunately, what you have activated is merely the meager power of a small corner of the land."
The axe-like light and the yellow pillar of light collided with a deafening roar. Instead of a deafening explosion, a gentle, Heavenly Dao Power spread out, like a spring breeze sweeping across the land. Wherever it passed, all things revived, withered trees blossomed, and flowers bloomed. Even the cracks in the void slowly healed. The pillar of light, which had gathered the very essence of the entire Profound Yellow Realm Profound Yellow Realm, nourishing the land. The illusory figures of the Ancient Divine Beast also dissipated, transforming into countless streams of light that scattered in all directions.
The Progenitor of Profound Yellow groaned, spitting out blood that stained his white beard. The blood droplets fell to the ground, transforming into crimson lotus flowers that bloomed and then withered, emanating a mournful aura. He was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, his Dao power instantly dissipating by more than half. His ancient Daoist robe tore, revealing pale skin covered in dense cracks, like parched earth. From these cracks seeped drops of golden blood— the Origin Blood, each drop containing the culmination of his life's cultivation. He stared at Ren Xiaoyao in horror, his eyes filled with disbelief, his voice trembling with despair. "You... your Heavenly Dao Power, why is it so strong?"
Ren Xiaoyao took a step forward, and ripples spread through the void beneath his feet. As the ripples expanded, they transformed into flowers of Daoist charm, appearing in front of the Progenitor of Profound Yellow in the next instant, his palm resting on the top of the Ancestor's head. A surge of Origin Power flowed into the Progenitor of Profound Yellow's body like a rushing river, instantly sealing his Dao Foundation and divine soul. The Progenitor of Profound Yellow felt his entire body stiffen, unable to even move a finger. The Dao power within his body was as if frozen, unable to circulate even a fraction. His eyes were filled with resentment and despair, yet also with a trace of relief, as if the protection he had carried for eternity could finally be released.
"The Profound Yellow Realm has imprisoned you for countless ages, yet you are unaware that there are heavens beyond heavens, and paths beyond paths." Ren Xiaoyao's voice was indifferent, yet tinged with a hint of Bei Min, and within that Bei Min, a trace of regret. "Today, I will not kill you, but will only suppress you in the Profound Yellow Ancestral Land, to protect the peace of this Profound Yellow Realm for ten thousand years."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it. A bottomless abyss split open deep within the Profound Yellow Ancestral Land. Within the abyss, howling winds and ghostly wails filled the air. Countless Origin Runes flickered and intertwined, forming an eternal seal. Above the seal, the shadows of dragons and phoenixes swirled, radiating an aura of immortality. Deep within the seal, the Power of Chaos Origin flowed, nourishing it and ensuring its eternal existence. With a gentle push, the body of the Progenitor of Profound Yellow plunged into the abyss. The seal instantly closed, without leaking even a trace of its aura. Above the abyss, the earth slowly healed, leaving only a faint Rune Imprint, shimmering with a dim light, like a star, embedded in the center of the ancestral land, guarding this Profound Yellow Ancestral Land and protecting the origin of this world.
Having done all this, Ren Xiaoyao looked up at the sky beyond, a burning light flashing in his eyes. In that light was a yearning for the unknown, a pursuit of the Great Dao, and an aspiration for the pinnacle. Wherever his gaze fell, in the distant Star Realms, there was a faint shimmering of immortal light, the direction of the Immortal Realm of the Heavens. Within the immortal light, there was also a faint Primordial Violet Qi, exuding a supreme Dao charm.
The turmoil in the Profound Yellow Realm has come to an end.
But his journey has only just begun.
The Heavenly Dao Pressure emanating from him abruptly subsided, transforming into a stream of light. Within this light, a dragon and a phoenix were faintly visible, their cries clear and melodious, soaring straight into the heavens with lightning speed, tearing apart the sky of the Profound Yellow Realm. The instant the celestial barrier shattered, countless streams of Chaos Qi surged into the Profound Yellow Realm, only to be purified into the purest Origin Power upon touching the stream of light. This power merged into the earth of the Profound Yellow Realm, causing all things to revive, Spiritual Qi to surge, and the previously cracked earth to heal instantly, with vegetation growing wildly. Flowers bloomed in profusion, mountains and rivers teemed with Vibrant Vitality, and even the ruins of destroyed sects sprouted tender green shoots. As he broke through the celestial barrier of the Profound Yellow Realm, he glanced back at the land that had given him birth and nurtured him, a trace of lingering affection flashing in his eyes, tinged with a hint of resolute determination. Then he turned and flew towards that even more vast unknown Star Realms, his back straight and tall, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, piercing the sky. His white robes fluttered in the void Gale Wind, exuding an aura of dominance over all heavens.
There lies a name that countless cultivators yearn for— the Immortal Realm of the Heavens.
Legend has it that the Immortal Realm of the Heavens is the origin of All Heavens and Myriad Worlds, teeming with powerful beings and pervaded by the Heavenly Dao. There is also the legendary Immortal Emperor Realm, who rules over all heavens, overlooks the ages, can destroy stars with a wave of his hand, create worlds with a flick of his finger, and even reverse time, reshape cause and effect, and Words Follow Law and eternal with a single thought. Within the Immortal Realm, there are also remnants of primordial Primordial Violet Qi from the World Creation, as well as countless eternal and immortal legacies.
Ren Xiaoyao's figure vanished from the sky above the Profound Yellow Realm, leaving only a faint Heavenly Dao aura. The aura permeated the air, transforming into gentle rain that fell upon the land of the Profound Yellow Realm, nourishing all living things. Wherever the rain passed, vegetation flourished, and life evolved. Even the most mundane ants awakened their intelligence and took their first steps toward the Path of the Immortal Dao. The Daoist aura lingered between heaven and earth, enduring and becoming the most solid protective barrier for the Profound Yellow Realm.
The beings of the Profound Yellow Realm, gazing at the vanishing streak of light, all knelt on the ground, shouting "Heavenly Dao Exalted One!" Their voices resounded throughout heaven and earth, lingering for a long time. Their cries were filled with awe and worship. Countless cultivators kowtowed to the heavens, tears streaming down their faces, grateful for Ren Xiaoyao's mercy in sparing their lives and for the peace he brought to the Profound Yellow Realm. The sound of their kowtows resonated through the mountains and rivers, causing them to rejoice.
That stream of light was tearing through layers of void at an unparalleled speed. In the void, countless stars were annihilated behind it and born in front of it. Wherever the stream of light passed, the Chaos Qi dissipated and the Daoist rhyme permeated, leaving behind a path of light that pierced through the heavens, like a Immortal Realm Heavenly Steps leading to the immortal realm, heading towards the Immortal Realm of the Heavens with unstoppable momentum.