Taiwu Contends for the Creation Mother Qi, Dragon Ancestor Falls from the Dao Path

The Purple-Gold Light Shield, enveloped in a hundred-foot-long Lightning Fire Divine Light, shone like a blazing sun, its brilliance Open Chaos the crisscrossing Space-Time Rift in the chaotic currents. Within these Rift, the turbulent currents roared and surged, whipping up countless thin, cicada-wing-like spatial blades. These blades, with their chilling sharpness, were capable of severing immortal Immortal Body and piercing divine weapons and armor, yet upon touching the Purple-Gold Light Shield, they melted into dust like ice and snow, without even causing a ripple. Ren Xiaoyao strode through the void, his black robes fluttering in the wind, his jet-black hair dancing wildly. The primordial Primordial Chaos Dao Charm around him flowed ceaselessly, as if resonating with the heavens and earth. His gaze was as deep and unfathomable as an abyss. With a single step, he traversed Endless Space-Time, entering the vast world of the Taiwu Realm.

The moment they landed, a vast and ancient primordial aura swept over them, penetrating to their very bones, as if they had instantly been transported to the Primordial Chaos era at the Beginning of Heaven and Earth. Above, the Star River hung upside down, billions of stars shimmering with unchanging brilliance, like lamps sculpted by the hands of the gods. Starlight descended, transforming into streaks of dazzling silver, cascading down and scattering across the mountains and rivers, bathing everything in a hazy glow. Beneath the earth, Spirit Vein, like dragons, thick and winding through the depths of the mountains, pulsated with a deep, resonant sound. With each pulsation, an incredibly dense Spiritual Qi surged forth from the ground, transforming into a vast expanse of white mist. A misty haze swirled around him, and a single breath brought a sense of clarity and Dao Heart. Amidst the mountains and rivers, wisps of Seven-Colored Rosy Clouds rose, and deep within this light, nearly transparent streams of mist rose and fell gently, carrying the profound Daoist essence of creation— the Creation Mother Qi he had sought after traversing countless mountains and rivers, enduring countless hardships. This essence was the primordial energy born at the Beginning of Heaven and Earth, containing boundless Power of Creation. It could perfectly heal the hidden injuries to his soul and meridians sustained in his previous battle with the Demonic Dao Supreme, helping him solidify his foundation Half-Step Immortal Emperor, and laying a solid foundation for his future ascension to the Immortal Emperor realm and the attainment of Chang Sheng.

"How dare a junior Human Race covet the Creation Mother Qi of the Taiwu Land?"

A dragon's roar reverberated throughout the universe, its sound waves rolling like thunderclaps from the heavens, causing the surrounding void to hum and crack inch by inch. Spiderweb-like fissures spread for thousands of miles, even causing the rosy clouds in the sky to tremble and sway, scattering their seven-colored light in disarray, casting a colorful glow across the ground. Then, a beam of golden light tore through the clouds and pierced the sky, revealing a colossal dragon draped in golden scales. The scales shimmered under the starlight and golden light, as if inlaid with billions of dazzling golden diamonds. Each scale was the size of a millstone, gleaming with a cold metallic luster, indestructible; the dragon had nine heads, each... Its head was ferocious and majestic, its eyes like copper bells, revealing a fierce light, its mouth bared fangs, chilling and intimidating, its dragon whiskers like waterfalls, cascading thousands of feet, blotting out the sky and sun, its Dragon Might might overwhelming, pressing down on heaven and earth, changing the color of the wind and clouds. This was the Dragon Ancestor Xiaoqi who had guarded the Taiwu Realm for billions of years. This Dragon Ancestor had lived through several eras, witnessing the birth and death of heaven and earth, the rise and fall of all races, its Dragon Might might as vast as the sea, as powerful as a dragon, and its Dragon Qi surging around it, even faintly suppressing the Lightning Fire Divine Light, making the surrounding air stagnant and heavy, even breathing difficult, as if an invisible divine mountain was pressing down on one's heart.

"Dragon Ancestor, I am Ren Xiaoyao. I only ask for a wisp of the Creation Mother Qi to heal my injuries. I have no intention of offending the majesty of the Taiwu Land." Ren Xiaoyao suppressed the chilling Killing Intent intent around him, cupped his hands and bowed to the giant dragon. His tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable firmness. His eyes were clear and open, without the slightest hint of covetousness.

The nine heads of the Dragon Ancestor Xiaoqi shook in unison, a hint of disdain and coldness flashing in their nine pairs of dragon eyes. Their roars exploded once more, causing distant mountains to crumble, boulders to tumble down, and dust to billow. "Human Race cultivators, always hypocritical and cunning! The Taiwu Creation Mother Qi is the very source of heaven and earth guarded by our Dragon Clan race, the foundation of the Taiwu Realm. How dare you outsiders lay a finger on it? Today, I will bury you here, your soul scattered, never to be reincarnated!"

Before the words were even finished, the Dragon Ancestor had already launched his attack without hesitation. Its nine heads simultaneously spewed Dragon Breath —nine distinct Origin Power: metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, and darkness—like nine long rivers traversing heaven and earth, roaring and surging, weaving together a vast net covering the entire wilderness, carrying a world-destroying force as it descended upon Ren Xiaoyao. Lightning flashed, flames burned, gales howled, and Earth and Stone churned; the forces clashed and collided, producing deafening roars. Even the void itself twisted and deformed under this power, as if it might collapse at any moment. At the same time, its mountain-thick dragon claws, carrying the force to shatter mountains and split seas, aimed directly at his vital chest. The dragon scales on its claws were menacing, gleaming with cold light. The void shattered inch by inch under the dragon claws, emitting a mournful cry of unbearable strain, revealing the pitch-black Void behind it, devouring everything.

A cold glint flashed in Ren Xiaoyao's eyes, and he no longer held back. The Primordial Chaos Creation Dao Power within him surged like a tidal wave, rapidly circulating through his meridians, which were as white and translucent as top-grade mutton-fat jade, emitting a melodious, flowing sound. The Purple-Gold Light Shield instantly swelled to a thousand feet in size, resembling a majestic Purple-Gold Divine Mountain, standing between heaven and earth, indestructible. The purple-gold Dao Patterns on the shield's surface flowed at an accelerated speed, like the Star Circulation, shining brightly and radiating a divine pressure that looked down upon the world. A deafening clang resounded... A deafening roar erupted as the dragon claw collided with the light shield, Mars flying and the clang of metal echoing through the heavens. The earth within Fang Yuan of ten thousand miles trembled, and deep, bottomless cracks spread out. The Dragon Ancestor Xiaoqi was forced back a hundred feet by this powerful force, a clear white mark left on its claw. Its scales cracked, seeping out drops of golden dragon blood. The drops fell and smashed into the ground, creating deep craters in the hard, iron-like rocks, with wisps of green smoke rising from them.

The Dragon Ancestor, in pain, simultaneously roared to the heavens with all nine heads, the sound waves churning the clouds. The nine Dragon Breath abruptly changed their attack: golden breath condensed into a shield, Wood Qi Turn into Vines into vines, Water Qi formed a tidal wave, and Fire Qi raged, all crashing down upon Ren Xiaoyao. The Wood Qi vines, like writhing dragons, carried Bone Erosion Poisonous Intent, instantly binding the Purple-Gold Light Shield. The sharp thorns on the vines frantically gnawed at the shield's surface, emitting a piercing "sizzle." The Water Qi, transformed into a gigantic wave, rose thousands of feet high, carrying icy cold air, attempting to freeze... The shield was covered in Dao Patterns; the Fire Qi spread like wildfire, its golden and red flames scorching the void and turning the surroundings into Sea of Fire. Even more terrifying, the Earth Qi, solidified like a mountain, transformed into billions of millstone-sized boulders, carrying immense force as they crashed down from the heavens. The Wind Qi transformed into invisible blades, weaving between the boulders and targeting their weaknesses. Lightning, like silver snakes, danced wildly, tearing through the clouds and striking straight down. Dark light condensed into a vortex, attempting to devour Ren Xiaoyao's soul.

Ren Xiaoyao snorted coldly, his left hand forming a hand seal. Lightning Fire Divine Light surged several feet, Purple Lightning and Red Fire intertwining to form a long whip of thunderfire, which he lashed out fiercely. The whip tip struck the Wood Qi vines, instantly incinerating them to ashes. His right hand activated the Primordial Chaos Creation Dao Power, making the Dao Patterns on the Purple-Gold Light Shield even more brilliant. The shield suddenly rotated, generating a powerful suction force that absorbed both the Water Qi waves and the Fire Qi Flame Sect. Then, the shield trembled, and the two forces collided... The two forces collided and exploded with a deafening roar, transforming into a shower of light. Facing the boulders and invisible wind blades raining down from the sky, he lightly touched the ground with his toes, his figure suddenly rising tens of thousands of feet high. The divine Lightning Fire Divine Light around him transformed into a Body Protection Aura, crackling with lightning. The shield shattered all the boulders, while the wind blades vanished the moment they touched it. The lightning bolt that struck him was flicked by his finger, guiding it into the vortex of dark light. The two forces collided, unleashing a blinding light that annihilated into the void.

"Good lad, you've got some skill!" The Dragon Ancestor Xiaoqi, instead of being alarmed, was delighted. His nine-headed dragon roar intensified, shattering the Star River, causing the Milky Way to tremble, and dimming the light of countless stars, as if they had lost their color. His Dragon Qi Dragon Qi surged, condensing into streams of golden energy that swirled and intertwined before him, emitting a whooshing sound. Finally, it transformed into a thousand-foot-long dragon spear, its tip gleaming coldly, exuding a world-destroying sharpness. Ancient dragon patterns covered the spear shaft, radiating a vast and ancient aura, aiming directly at Ren Xiaoyao's brow. "Take another strike from my Dao -Dao-Breaking Dragon Spear!"

The dragon spear pierced the air, annihilating the void inch by inch. The sharpness at the spear tip tore through heaven and earth, carrying an aura of annihilation, and arrived before Ren Xiaoyao in an instant. Ren Xiaoyao's pupils shrank sharply, daring not to be careless in the slightest. His Dao power circulated rapidly, and the Sky-Splitting Thunder Hammer And Heaven Burning Flame Spear simultaneously unleashed their divine might in his palms. Lightning and fire intertwined, illuminating half the sky, dazzling and spectacular. He raised the thunder hammer high in his left hand, summoning the Nine Heavens Thunder. In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared, Purple Lightning like dragons, tearing through the sky. Red Fire Thunder Dragon shuttled through the clouds, emitting deafening roars that shook the surrounding wilderness. His right hand swept the flame spear horizontally, burning away the sky for thousands of miles. Crimson fire, like a sunset, dyed the sea of clouds red. The flames surged, transforming into a boundless sea of fire, as if to burn the heavens and earth to ashes. The two Origin Power thunder and fire, carrying the sacred pressure of the Creation Dao Principles, collided violently with the dragon spear.

"Boom--"

After the deafening roar, the Lightning Fire Divine Light and fire collided violently with the Dragon Qi, unleashing a towering Void Turbulence. Wherever the shockwave passed, the surrounding mountains and rivers were reduced to dust, and the earth collapsed, forming a bottomless chasm. Within the chasm, the dark void surged and roared terrifyingly. Ren Xiaoyao felt his blood surging, his meridians slightly stinging, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. However, his extreme cultivation at the Half-Step Immortal Emperor realm allowed him to stabilize himself without retreating a single step. His black robes fluttered in the gale, making him appear even more dashing. On the other hand, the Dragon Ancestor Xiaoqi had three of its nine heads burned by the thunder and fire. Its dragon scales had fallen off, revealing its stark white bones, dripping with blood. Golden dragon blood cascaded down like a waterfall, dyeing the earth below golden. The air was filled with a thick, nauseating stench of blood.

Wounded, the Dragon Ancestor's ferocity intensified. His hundred-foot-long body trembled violently, his Dragon Qi surging. Of his nine heads, the central one suddenly opened its massive maw, unleashing a suction force capable of swallowing heaven and earth. Spiritual Qi at the Taiwu Realm frantically converged towards the dragon's mouth, causing even the surrounding stars to tremble. A gigantic Spiritual Energy Vortex appeared in the sky, and at its center, the Dragon Ancestor's aura steadily increased. "You brat, you have utterly enraged me!" the Dragon Ancestor roared repeatedly, his voice filled with violence and fury. His nine heads lashed wildly, stirring up the wind and clouds, causing the heavens and earth to change color. His aura suddenly surged, as if he were burning his own essence to forcibly enhance his cultivation. His body shone with golden light, his Dragon Might might overwhelming. Golden flames roared from his body, the light of burning Dragon Yuan essence, carrying destructive power. Even more terrifying, a pitch-black fissure simultaneously split open between the nine heads of the Dragon Ancestor, from which wisps of ethereal, Void World-Destroying Flame erupted. These flames were deathly black, neither heating nor emitting light, yet they could devour all life and energy around them. Wherever they passed, even the void itself melted away, turning into the most primordial Primordial Chaos. "I am the guardian of Taiwu, I would rather die than let you steal the Creation Mother Qi! Today, I will use my Dragon Yuan as a catalyst, igniting the Void World-Destroying Flame, to perish together with you!"

Inky black flames swept across the land, instantly turning mountains and vegetation to ashes in their wake. Even the pervasive Spiritual Qi was devoured, leaving only a deathly silence of blackness in the world. Ren Xiaoyao's expression changed slightly. This Void World-Destroying Flame could actually suppress his Lightning Fire Divine Light. The moment the Purple Lightning and Red Fire touched the inky black flames, they vanished without a trace, like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun. The purple-gold Dao Patterns on the Purple-Gold Light Shield flowed wildly, bursting out with dazzling purple-gold light, but they were also being devoured by the inky black flames, hissing and cracking as cracks spread across the shield's surface, causing the shield itself to tremble slightly.

The Dragon Ancestor pressed its advantage, its hundred-foot-long dragon body wreathed in inky flames, like a moving Purgatory, crashing headlong into Ren Xiaoyao. Where the dragon passed, the void was annihilated, leaving only a dark trail; even time seemed to stand still. Ren Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed. He could feel the destructive power emanating from the dragon's body. If he were struck head-on, even with the protective Primordial Chaos Creation Dao Power, he would be severely injured. In this critical moment, he suddenly channeled thirty percent of his Primordial Chaos Creation Dao Power into his Purple-Gold Light Shield. Instantly, a Tai Chi Pattern appeared on the shield's surface, its Yin and Yang flowing endlessly, the Black and White Qi intertwined, barely managing to block the dragon's impact. The point where the Tai Chi Pattern collided with the dragon's body emitted a muffled roar, ripples spreading outwards, calming the surrounding Void Turbulence.

The Dragon Ancestor's true form surged to a height of ten thousand feet, blotting out the sky and the sun. Its enormous body almost occupied half the heavens. Its dragon tail swept across like a pillar of heaven, carrying with it Void World-Destroying Flame. Wherever it passed, the void was annihilated inch by inch, leaving behind trails of pitch-black marks that were difficult to heal for a long time. Its dragon claws crushed like divine mountains, carrying the power to destroy the world and inky flames. The entire Taiwu Realm trembled under its pressure. Even the stars dimmed their brilliance, as if they were about to fall at any moment. The earth shook violently, as if the End of the World had arrived. Ren Xiaoyao knew that this battle could not be delayed. Once the Dragon Ancestor burns his origin to its limit, the Void World-Destroying Flame will be enough to incinerate the entire Taiwu Realm. Even if he wins, he will pay a heavy price, and his cultivation may even regress, causing all his previous efforts to be in vain. He combined the Sky -Sky-Splitting Thunder Hammer And Heaven Burning Flame Spear into one, with thunder and fire merging together. He also drew upon the Primordial Chaos Creation Dao Power within his body to infuse it. On the spear, purple and red light surged, the five Origin Power were perfectly fused, and the Creation Dao Principles flowed, exuding an aura of dominance over the world. The spear tip emitted a purple and red sharpness, as if it could pierce the heavens and tear the sky apart.

"Lightning Fire Creation Spear!"

Ren Xiaoyao roared, his voice booming like a bell, echoing through heaven and earth. His Dao artifact spear pierced through the air with unstoppable momentum. Wherever the spear tip passed, the void was annihilated inch by inch, leaving behind a long, dark Rift. Within the Rift, turbulent currents surged, devouring everything. He concentrated all his Dao power into the spear tip, actually tearing through the blockade of the inky flames. On the spear tip, the power of thunder and fire intertwined with the Creation Dao Principles, erupting with a divine power that purified everything, rushing straight towards the Dragon Ancestor Xiaoqi. Upon seeing this, the Dragon Ancestor Xiaoqi's pupils shrank sharply, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes. Simultaneously, all nine heads gathered their Origin Power, and the nine... Different colored lights converged, merging with the Void World-Destroying Flame, transforming into a Black Gold Dragon Shield. The Dragon Shield patterns and Black Fire, emanating a heavy and deathly aura, attempting to withstand this earth-shattering attack. However, the Lightning Fire Creation Spear contained overwhelming power, further enhanced by the Creation Dao Principles, forcefully suppressing the Devouring Power of the Void World-Destroying Flame. The moment the spear tip touched the Dragon Shield, it pierced through it like a devastating blow, shattering it inch by inch, transforming into a sky full of golden light and black fire, dissipating into nothingness. Dragon Shield spear, unstoppable, pierced straight towards the Dragon Ancestor's brow.

"Puff--"

Golden dragon blood splattered, staining the entire sky crimson. The massive body of the Dragon Ancestor Xiaoqi froze in mid-air, the spear tip between his brows continuously spewing lightning and the Power of Creation, frantically destroying his Dragon Yuan. The life force within his nine heads rapidly dissipated, the light in his dragon eyes gradually dimmed, filled with resentment and disbelief. "You... you actually..." Before the Dragon Ancestor could finish speaking, he crashed to the ground, his body transforming into a sky full of golden light and dark fire, intertwining and dissipating into the world, leaving only a resentful dragon roar that echoed above the Taiwu Realm, lingering for a long time, inspiring sighs of regret.

With the fall of the Dragon Ancestor, the Creation Mother Qi deep within the Taiwu Realm was freed from its restraints and surged towards Ren Xiaoyao like a tide. The wisps of transparent, misty energy carried a warm and mellow aura, like a mother's hand gently caressing his body, bringing him unparalleled comfort. Wherever the energy passed, the remaining injuries in his body healed rapidly, and his Dao power steadily recovered.

Ren Xiaoyao dared not be negligent in the slightest. He immediately sat cross-legged, shrinking the Purple-Gold Light Shield to about ten feet in Fang Yuan, suspending it above his head. Golden light cascaded down, isolating all remaining turbulence and fire fragments from the outside world. He formed the Primordial Chaos Creation Seal with his hands, his ten fingers moving unpredictably, forming profound hand Law Seals. He silently chanted obscure Daoist Dao Incantation, the deep syllables like ancient thunder, lingering around him and drawing his Daoist power to circulate slowly. The Primordial Creation Mother Qi, like a stream that had been nourished by a long drought, flowed through his pores into his limbs and bones. Wherever it passed, a warm feeling spread throughout his body, previously... The scorching flames of the Void World-Destroying Flame brought waves of tingling, itchy sensations to the meridians. The fine, spiderweb-like cracks were healing at a visible speed, and the once-dull meridians gradually regained their lustrous sheen. Qi surged into the dantian, merging with the Primordial Chaos Creation Dao Power, transforming into an even purer torrent. It then flowed along the meridians to the sea of consciousness, nourishing the previously damaged soul. The Central Plains the sea of consciousness, under the influence of the primordial energy, gradually solidified, emitting a faint glow. On the phantom, fine golden lines slowly emerged—the imprints of the Creation Dao Principles.

He held his breath, allowing the Mother Qi to circulate repeatedly within his body, cleansing his meridians and tempering his soul. The Dao power in his dantian grew increasingly powerful, and his soul in his sea of consciousness became increasingly refined. After an unknown amount of time, when the last wisp of Mother Qi merged into his brow, the Dao power within his body suddenly surged. A boundless pressure swept across the surrounding area, even calming the remaining Void Turbulence, only to return to stillness in an instant. His meridians, which had widened several times over, became even more translucent and luminous, like Glazed Ice, shimmering with iridescent light; the cracks within his soul completely disappeared. His Soul Power became increasingly condensed and pure. His cultivation at the Half-Step Immortal Emperor realm was completely stabilized, without any stagnation, and even showed faint signs of a breakthrough, bringing him one step closer to the Immortal Emperor realm. What surprised him even more was that a faint, ethereal phantom appeared deep within his sea of consciousness. The words "Breakthrough" were engraved on the phantom, the key opportunity to reach the Immortal Emperor Realm. Within that phantom, there was also a trace of the Dragon Ancestor's primordial remnant will, seemingly acknowledging his strength and guiding him towards a higher realm.

After a long while, Ren Xiaoyao slowly opened his eyes. Purple light flashed and Red Fire flames swirled within them. His aura was restrained, yet it carried an unfathomable power, like a dormant volcano poised to erupt with earth-shattering force. He raised his hand, and a wisp of the purest Creation Mother Qi was drawn into his palm, transforming into a Seven-Colored Jade Bead bead. The bead emanated the profound Daoist principles of creation and exuded a faint, refreshing fragrance. Within the bead, a faint Dragon Might's might lingered—the remaining Origin Power the Dragon Ancestor Xiaoqi when he perished, merging with the Creation Mother Qi to become his future aid in breaking through to higher realms.

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Dragon Ancestor." Ren Xiaoyao cupped his hands towards the place where the Dragon Ancestor had fallen, his tone filled with respect. After all, the Dragon Ancestor Xiaoqi was a powerful figure who had perished while protecting a region, and he deserved our respect. He then turned around, his Purple-Gold Light Shield, wrapped in Lightning Fire Divine Light, breaking through the barrier of the Taiwu Realm, transforming into a stream of light, and heading towards the next Secret Realm. His back was elegant as he walked further and further away, disappearing into the horizon. Meanwhile, the "breaking through realm" phantom deep within his sea of consciousness became clearer and clearer as he moved forward, guiding him on his journey to the Immortal Emperor realm.

The light streaked through the air, having traversed countless barriers of time and space. Ren Xiaoyao felt the pressure around him ease, and the scene before him suddenly opened up.

It was an ancient Ruined Land suspended in Primordial Chaos. Above the Ruined Land, broken walls and ruins stretched for thousands of miles. On every broken wall and every broken stone, there were intricate and ancient dragon patterns. As the dragon patterns flowed, the faint sound of dragon roars echoed, desolate yet majestic. In the center of the Ruined Land stood a hundred-zhang-tall Wordless Stele. The stele was pitch black, yet it emitted a faint golden light. In front of the stele, wisps of milky white mist swirled and lingered, which was the Creation Origin a hundred times richer than that of the Taiwu Realm.

Ren Xiaoyao stepped into the Ruined Land, he felt a powerful Dragon Might rush towards him. This Dragon Might did not come from hostility, but rather from the inheritance and summoning deep within his bloodline. The "breakthrough" phantom deep in his sea of consciousness became clearer and clearer, and even faintly resonated with the dragon patterns on the Ruined Land. Within the phantom, the lingering remnant of the Dragon Ancestor's origin slowly emerged, transforming into an ancient and majestic voice.