Departure, Battlefield

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

Yuan Yan awoke from his deep contemplation of the Dao. Mysterious Yin-Yang Dao rhythms flowed through his eyes; clearly, he had benefited immensely.

"Not bad!" Yuan Yan nodded to himself inwardly.

This sudden enlightenment was enough to equal ten or twenty Epochs of bitter cultivation.

Although his tremendous gains were mainly because he had consumed the Innate Wisdom Fruit,

there was no denying that Nuwa and Fuxi's Dao, as well as their comprehension of the laws and the Great Dao, had also benefited him greatly.

However, none of the three spoke at this moment. 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.

"The Dao of you two fellow Daoists is truly extraordinary. I have benefited greatly," Yuan Yan praised.

Fuxi smiled gently and modestly replied, "You overpraise us, Dao Brother. The profundity of our Dao is far inferior to yours. We are the ones who have gained much!"

Still, they were extremely confident in their own Dao.

Though their Dao was currently inferior to Yuan Yan's Yin-Yang Dao, that was only temporary. Given sufficient time, they would surely catch up. This was the confidence of Top-Tier Innate Divines!

Yuan Yan pondered for a moment before bidding them farewell. "My two fellow Daoists, I intend to leave Mount Buzhou and travel the Primordial World to verify my own Dao. You two likely also wish to enter seclusion and cultivate bitterly, striving to condense your Great Firmament Dao Fruit and break through to the Great Firmament Golden Immortal realm soon. It would be inconvenient for me to continue disturbing you. Let us part here today. Please 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. Naturally, it would be best if he succeeded, but if not, he would simply consider it a journey. Thus, he had no intention of lingering at Nuwa and Fuxi's abode.

"Since that is so, we will not urge you to stay. If you have time in the future, fellow Daoist, you may come here anytime to reminisce and discuss the Dao."

"Good!"

The three exchanged smiles and parted ways.

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

Suddenly, space split open, and Yuan Yan emerged in a Taiji Daoist Robe. His bearing was graceful and handsome as he stepped forward and stood suspended in the air.

"What dense blood baleful resentment!" Yuan Yan's eyes rippled slightly as he looked toward the center of the battlefield ahead.

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

The moment he left Mount Buzhou's range, no longer suppressed by Mount Buzhou's stabilizing influence over heaven, earth, space, and time, he had intended to tear through space and cross the void.

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

He decided to visit the various Three Clans Battlefields first, attempting to purify them and repair and sort out the Earth Veins in order to gain Merit and Fortune.

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

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

With his cultivation at the Middle Great Firmament Golden Immortal realm, 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 Firmament Golden Immortals had fought and crossed the void to arrive in just a few breaths.

The Three Clans Battlefield before him had once been a towering and magnificent sacred mountain, lush and beautiful, which had also produced a rare treasure: Creation Mortal-Shedding Dew.

This treasure could cleanse and purify an Innate Bloodline, enhancing a lifeform's innate foundation and aptitude. At most, it could allow a lifeform possessing an Innate Bloodline to revert into a Top-Tier Innate Lifeform.

Even the essence of Creation Mortal-Shedding Dew, Creation Mortal-Shedding Source Liquid, could allow a Top-Tier Innate Lifeform to revert into a Lower-Rank Innate Divine or Lower-Rank Innate Fiendgod with a single drop.

However, this substance was extraordinarily difficult to condense and exceedingly scarce. Throughout the entire Dragon-Han Calamity, spanning over ten thousand Epochs, only around a dozen drops had formed.

When the three clans fought their decisive battle, aside from their great confrontation on the main battlefield, they and their subordinate races launched an all-out war across the seas, lands, and skies of the Primordial World in order to gain substantive control over more territory, occupy more Fortune, grant their own ancestors Fortune's blessing, weaken the blessings of their opponents' ancestors, and add a few more chances of victory for their own ancestors.

This place was one such battlefield. Because of its importance, each of the three clans had dispatched a Great Firmament Golden Immortal to lead their forces here in a great battle.

By the end of the fighting, the powerhouses of the three clans had been contaminated by blood baleful resentment and lost their reason. When a Great Firmament Golden Immortal was about to fall, he had detonated himself with the thought, If I cannot have it, neither can you, nearly destroying the towering sacred mountain.

Now, the towering sacred mountain had already collapsed, and nearly half of it had been completely erased into nothingness. Several strands of indestructible Great Dao power intertwined where the mountain had stood, forming a fragile balance.

Countless immortal corpses lay tangled and strewn around the sacred mountain. Blood baleful resentment filled the sky, interweaving with numerous laws and Great Dao principles to form a special domain.

Anyone who set foot within would be corroded by the blood baleful resentment and lose their sanity. Worse, if they carelessly disturbed the lingering Great Dao power, they could be silently erased.

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

As Yuan Yan looked at the Three Clans Battlefield before him, he could not help sinking into thought. How should he purify this battlefield and reconnect and sort out the collapsed sacred mountain and severed Earth Veins?

After pondering for a while, Yuan Yan formed a plan in his heart.

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

The Yin-Yang Furnace blotted out the sky and covered the earth, pressing down upon a territory spanning hundreds of millions of miles. It suppressed heaven, earth, space, and time, enveloping one percent of the Blood-Baleful Domain. Part of the lingering Great Dao power left behind by several Great Firmament Golden Immortals who had fought to the death was also contained within.

The furnace slowly turned, refining all things. Beneath its pressure, apart from more than half of the ruined sacred mountain, everything tangible and intangible was drawn into the refinement, gradually transforming into the most fundamental Yin-Yang Source Power between heaven and earth.

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

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

This Three Clans Battlefield was, in the end, merely a battlefield left behind after several Great Firmament Golden Immortals had led armies in a desperate fight.

Even if their true bodies had arrived leading their armies, he would not have feared them, much less their remnants.

If their lingering Great Dao power could perfectly merge with the blood baleful resentment, he would indeed need to spend considerable effort to resolve it. But how could powers that were inherently conflicting and opposed to one another possibly merge perfectly?

Still, Yuan Yan did not simply stand by and allow the blood baleful resentment and lingering Great Dao power to combine and resist the Yin-Yang Furnace.

Because the Yin-Yang Furnace covered too vast an area, its power was inevitably weakened. Although such forces could almost never shatter the Yin-Yang Furnace, they would greatly slow its refining speed.