Wang Daoyuan recalled what the Calamity-Conquering Formation Immortal had said before. Lingxi Immortal Lord had originally been a spirit race nurtured by Lingxi Mountain.
Later, he entered the Chaos Mud Pit and gained considerable benefits within, becoming one of the Immortal Realm's foremost experts.
Since Lingxi Immortal Lord said this was the place where he attained the Dao, it should be the Chaos Mud Pit.
This place had formed from the remaining Chaos Qi and all manner of filthy energies when the Immortal Realm came into being.
To put it bluntly, the Chaos Mud Pit was the Immortal Realm's garbage dump, its stinking ditch, built specifically to contain waste that could not be consumed.
Though such a place was foul, it was also prone to nurturing monstrous abominations.
The Forbidden Dao could exert its full power even in the endless void, yet in this Chaos Mud Pit, it had actually been weakened.
Wang Daoyuan sneered. "Isn't it just a Chaos Mud Pit? It's nothing more than the Immortal Realm's garbage dump.
"The energy is a little unusual, but I refuse to believe this damned thing can withstand my Samsara Flame of Life and Death."
With that, a fire dragon of intermingled emerald green and blood red appeared out of thin air and plunged headfirst into the Chaos Mud Pit.
The instant the flames touched that gray-black sludge, they erupted into a blazing inferno.
The fire spread continuously, blanketing the entire mud pit beneath it.
Yet the mud within the pit was exceptionally extraordinary. Even the Samsara Flame of Life and Death burned through it at an extremely slow pace.
The Chaos Mud Pit was bottomless. Who knew how long it would take to burn it clean?
Lingxi Immortal Lord's wild laughter rang out. "You wet-behind-the-ears brat, do you really not