Departure, Battlefield

Ten thousand years later, Nuwa and Fuxi had explained and manifested everything they knew without reservation, and the sounds of the Dao gradually faded.

Yuan Yan awoke from his deep enlightenment, profound Yin-Yang Dao rhythms flowing through his eyes. He had clearly benefited immensely.

"Not bad!" Yuan Yan nodded to himself.

This sudden enlightenment was enough to equal ten or twenty yuanhui of arduous cultivation.

Although his tremendous gains were mainly due to having consumed the Innate Wisdom Fruit,

it could not be denied that Nuwa and Fuxi's Dao, as well as their comprehension of the laws and Great Dao, had also benefited him greatly.

However, the three of them said nothing at this time. They tacitly closed their eyes and absorbed what they had gained from this discussion of the Dao. Only more than a thousand years later did they gradually awaken.

"Your two Daos are truly extraordinary, and I have benefited greatly from them," Yuan Yan praised.

Fuxi smiled gently and humbly replied, "You overpraise us, Dao Brother. The mysteries of our Daos are far inferior to yours. We are the ones who have gained the most!"

Still, they were both extremely confident in their own Daos.

Though their Daos were currently inferior to Yuan Yan's Yin-Yang Dao, this was only temporary. Given sufficient time, they would certainly catch up. This was the confidence of top-tier innate sacred beings!

Yuan Yan pondered for a moment before bidding them farewell. "Fellow Daoists, I intend to leave Mount Buzhou and travel through the Primordial World to verify my own Dao. You two presumably also wish to enter seclusion and cultivate diligently, so that you may condense your Great Luo Dao Fruit and break through to Great Luo Golden Immortal as soon as possible. It would not be appropriate for me to continue disturbing you. Let us part ways here today. I hope you will forgive any discourtesy on my part."

He had long decided to descend the mountain and head for the East Sea, to see whether he could obtain the great opportunity of the Three Immortal Isles Overseas. It would naturally be best if he found them, but if he did not, he could simply consider it part of his travels. Naturally, he had no intention of staying long at Nuwa and Fuxi's Daoist ground.

"Since that is so, we shall not ask you to remain. If you have time in the future, Fellow Daoist, you may come here at any time to reminisce and discuss the Dao."

"Good!"

The three smiled at one another and parted ways.

Nearly a thousand years later, on the Eastern Continent, at a Three Clans Battlefield.

Suddenly, space split open with a crack. Yuan Yan, dressed in a Taiji Daoist Robe and bearing an elegant, handsome figure, stepped out slowly and stood in the air.

"What dense blood baleful resentment!" Looking toward the center of the battlefield ahead, a faint ripple stirred in Yuan Yan's eyes.

After leaving the place where Nuwa and Fuxi had been born, he had descended the mountain directly.

The moment he left the range of Mount Buzhou, no longer suppressed by the mountain's stabilizing force over heaven, earth, space, and time, he had intended to tear open space and traverse the void.

Originally, he had planned to head straight to the East Sea, but he had changed his mind at the last moment.

He intended to first visit the various Three Clans Battlefields, attempting to purify them and repair and sort out the earth veins, thereby gaining merit and providence.

If the benefits outweighed the drawbacks, he would search for Three Clans Battlefields as he traveled and purify them one by one.

But if it proved not worth the effort, he would abandon the plan for the time being and head directly to the East Sea.

With his mid-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal cultivation, it was naturally not difficult for him to deduce the locations of the Three Clans Battlefields.

In the end, Yuan Yan chose a Three Clans Battlefield where Great Luo Golden Immortals had fought and traversed the void to arrive within a few breaths.

The Three Clans Battlefield ahead had once been a towering and magnificent divine mountain, with clear waters and lush peaks. It had even produced a rare treasure: Creation Mortal-Shedding Dew.

This treasure could cleanse and purify an innate bloodline, enhancing a living being's foundation and aptitude. At most, it could allow a being with an innate bloodline to revert into a top-tier innate being.

The essence of the Creation Mortal-Shedding Dew, the Creation Mortal-Shedding Source Liquid, could even allow a top-tier innate being to revert into a lower-ranked innate sacred being or lower-ranked innate godfiend with a single drop.

However, this substance was exceedingly difficult to condense and incredibly rare. Throughout the entire Dragon-Han Calamity, spanning over ten thousand yuanhui, only a dozen or so drops had formed.

When the three clans fought their final battle, aside from their great decisive battle on the main battlefield, they also launched an all-out war across the seas, land, and skies of the Primordial World alongside their affiliated races. They sought to gain actual control over more territory, seize more providence, bolster their own ancestors with providence, weaken the providence supporting their enemies' ancestors, and add a few more chances of victory for their own ancestors.

This place was one such battlefield. Due to its importance, each of the three clans had dispatched a Great Luo Golden Immortal to lead the battle here.

By the end of the fighting, the experts of the three clans had been infected by blood baleful resentment and lost their reason. As some Great Luo Golden Immortals neared death, they chose to self-destruct with the thought, If I can't have it, none of you can either. They had nearly destroyed an entire towering divine mountain.

Now, the towering divine mountain had already collapsed, with nearly half of it completely annihilated into nothingness. Several indestructible strands of Great Dao power interwove where the mountain had once stood, forming a fragile balance.

Countless immortal corpses lay tangled around the divine mountain. Blood baleful resentment filled the sky and intertwined with numerous laws and Great Daos, forming a special Dao domain.

Anyone who stepped within would be corroded by the blood baleful resentment and lose their reason. Worse still, if they carelessly triggered the residual Great Dao power, they might be silently erased.

Moreover, precisely because such terrifying Great Dao power remained here, the Blood-Baleful Domain could not be purified and repaired anytime soon by heaven and earth's instinctive power of self-restoration alone. So long as this place existed, it would continuously tie down a portion of the power of heaven and earth's laws.

As Yuan Yan looked upon the Three Clans Battlefield before him, he could not help but fall into thought. How should he purify this battlefield, reconnect the collapsed divine mountain, and repair and sort out the severed earth veins?

After pondering for a moment, Yuan Yan formed a plan.

He took a step forward, his robes fluttering as boundless Dao light bloomed around him. The Yin-Yang Dao manifested with a thunderous roar, drawing resonance from all the myriad Daos of heaven and earth and evolving an enormous furnace within the void.

The Yin-Yang Furnace blotted out the sky and covered the sun, spanning hundreds of millions of miles. It suppressed heaven, earth, space, and time, enveloping one percent of the Blood-Baleful Domain. It also contained part of the residual Great Dao power left behind by several Great Luo Golden Immortals who had fought to the death.

The furnace slowly revolved, refining all things. Beneath its suppression, apart from more than half of the ruined divine mountain, everything tangible and intangible was swept inside and refined, gradually transforming into the most fundamental Yin-Yang source power of heaven and earth.

Yet as the refinement continued, the towering blood baleful resentment within the Blood-Baleful Domain and the residual Great Dao power seemed to sense danger. They actually joined forces to resist the Yin-Yang Furnace, even attempting to attack it from within and without and break free from its restraints.

Sensing the disturbance, Yuan Yan's expression remained indifferent, without the slightest ripple.

This Three Clans Battlefield was ultimately only a battlefield left behind after several Great Luo Golden Immortals had led armies into a desperate fight.

Even if they had personally come leading their armies, he would not have feared them, much less their remnants.

If their residual Great Dao power could have perfectly fused with the blood baleful resentment, it would indeed have taken him considerable effort to resolve. But these forces were inherently conflicting and opposed to one another. How could they possibly fuse perfectly?

Still, Yuan Yan did not simply stand by and allow the blood baleful resentment and residual Great Dao power to join together against the Yin-Yang Furnace.

Because the Yin-Yang Furnace covered far too wide an area, its power was inevitably diminished. Although such forces were almost incapable of breaking the Yin-Yang Furnace, they would greatly slow its refining speed.