Race of the Gods, Era of Quasi-Saints

At the distant edge of the Primordial World's heavenly curtain, tens of thousands of elite Yao gods formed a grand formation, beating their drums in support. Their fierce, baleful auras echoed one another from afar.

The immense baleful aura and true fire of the two sides violently rubbed against each other in the chaotic void,

erupting in an endless series of muffled thunderclaps.

"Hmph!"

Taiyi snorted coldly, Golden Crow True Fire surging within his eyes.

He gently stroked the Chaos Bell in his hand, and its body trembled,

as chilling killing intent locked onto Li Qingxiao and the Twelve Ancestral Witches,

clearly intending to test Li Qingxiao's true strength within the chaos.

"Taiyi, do not act rashly."

Di Jun remained exceptionally rational and immediately sent Taiyi a secret transmission to stop him.

"Dao Ancestor's lecture has only just ended. We must not cause trouble outside a Saint's sacred ground."

Di Jun's gaze was profound as he calmly transmitted:

"The Immortal Court has fallen, and our Yao has only just been established. Our most urgent task is to return to the Solar Star at once."

"You and I possess supreme treasures. We must immediately use the River Chart and Luo Writing and the Chaos Bell to sever our first corpses!"

"Once you and I enter the Quasi-Saint realm and completely stabilize the Yao's hegemony, it will not be too late to deal with these barbarians and those petty schemers lurking in the shadows!"

Taiyi took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his boiling battle intent.

He shot Li Qingxiao a cold glare,

then, together with Di Jun and the Ten Great Yao Saints, transformed into blazing Golden Crow firelight that filled the sky, tore through the chaos,

and sped directly toward the Primordial World's starry sky.

Seeing the Yao withdraw, Zhurong spat disdainfully.

"Those feathered bastards ran fast enough!"

At this moment, Ancestral Witch Houtu stepped forward gracefully.

Her pale yellow gown made her appear particularly graceful and otherworldly amid the violent Chaos Currents.

Houtu gazed at Li Qingxiao with her beautiful eyes and spoke softly.

"Fellow Daoist Qingxiao, the situation in the Primordial World is growing increasingly chaotic. All great powers seek to sever their corpses and compete."

"Would you be willing to return to Mount Buzhou's ancestral land with us and enter seclusion?"

"With Father God's temple and a million Wu clansmen guarding you, no one would dare disturb your cultivation."

Seeing Houtu's sincere concern, Li Qingxiao smiled gently and lightly shook his head.

"Sister Houtu, I appreciate your kindness."

Li Qingxiao's expression was calm and open as he slowly explained:

"The Dao I cultivate differs somewhat from the Daoist Sect's Three Corpses Severing."

"This breakthrough will trigger no minor phenomenon."

"I must find a place of outstanding beauty with exceptionally abundant water veins, where I can claim heaven and earth's fortune alone. Only then can I achieve perfect harmony without obstruction, while also avoiding entangled karma that might disturb the tranquility of Pangu Temple."

Hearing this, a trace of reluctance flashed through Houtu's eyes,

but she knew that Li Qingxiao always acted according to his own far-reaching plans, so she did not press him.

Li Qingxiao pondered for a moment and looked deeply at Houtu.

Thinking of the Wu's future fate and Houtu's path of Dao, he moved his fingertips slightly,

and a wisp of pure White Lotus Supreme-Grade World-Cleansing Divine Light condensed from his palm,

transforming into a jade-white lotus-shaped mark that gently sank into Houtu's wrist.

"Sister, this strand of White Lotus pure qi can keep your primordial spirit clear and protect you from the erosion of external baleful qi."

Li Qingxiao's gentle yet solemn voice transmitted to her:

"When you travel the Primordial World, remember what I once told you."

"Look more, and contemplate more deeply the mystery of 'the earth bears all things—where do departed souls return?'"

"Heaven and earth have flaws. Only compassion and creation can mend them."

The warm, cool sensation from her wrist jolted Houtu's mind.

Li Qingxiao's words were like a seed, deeply buried within the depths of her soul.

Houtu nodded thoughtfully, her beautiful eyes full of respect and gratitude. "Every word you speak is precious wisdom, Fellow Daoist. Houtu will remember them well!"

Having finished his instructions, Li Qingxiao did not linger.

He cupped his hands in farewell toward the Twelve Ancestral Witches, as well as Hong Yun, Nuwa, and the others nearby.

"Fellow Daoists, the mountains are high and the waters long. We shall meet again in ten thousand years!"

As his voice fell, a flawless manifestation of the Twelfth-Grade Purifying White Lotus suddenly rose beneath Li Qingxiao's feet.

White divine light transformed into an indestructible Dao barrier, sweeping aside the raging earth, water, fire, and wind.

With his robes fluttering, Li Qingxiao stepped upon the White Lotus as though taking a leisurely stroll,

calmly passing through the boundless chaos storm, breaking through the Primordial World's heavenly curtain, and drifting back to the vast Primordial World!

Since the conclusion of Purple Heaven Palace's second lecture, the entire Primordial World had undergone tremendous upheaval.

Above the vast heavens, the heavenly secrets rumbled without cease.

From ancient divine mountains, blessed grotto-heavens, and sacred lands across the land, immense auras soared into the sky.

The era in which Daluo Golden Immortals dominated the Primordial World was rapidly coming to an end,

and an era of mad racing—the "Era of Quasi-Saints"—had officially begun!

The first to trigger a heavenly phenomenon was the Mount Kunlun range.

Mount Kunlun, summit of Taiqing Peak.

Laozi sat cross-legged before the Eight Trigrams Furnace,

while a Taiqing Auspicious Cloud, white as a sea and spanning ten thousand miles, manifested above his head.

The foremost acquired defensive treasure, the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, lowered countless streams of Mysterious Yellow Mother Qi,

protecting the entire divine Mount Kunlun until it was as impregnable as solid gold.

Laozi's face showed neither sorrow nor joy as he completely stripped away the purest benevolent intention to save the world from his heart.

With a thought, the foremost acquired merit treasure above his head, the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, let out a heaven-shaking cry,

as vast Mysterious Yellow Mother Qi and the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram spread across ten thousand miles of void.

"Sever!"

Laozi held two fingers together like a sword and slashed through the air.

Boundless Taiqing immortal light exploded, while mysterious radiance surged from the pagoda,

and an old Daoist incarnation in white robes, with a kindly expression, stepped from the void and bowed to Laozi.

"Greetings, main body. This poor Daoist is Taishang Laojun."

In an instant, auspicious signs descended from the heavens, and sweet springs burst from the earth!

Laozi's aura surged explosively as he officially entered the Early Quasi-Saint realm,

becoming the first Corpse-Severing Quasi-Saint in the Primordial World!

Immediately afterward, Jade Pure Yuanshi Celestial Venerable offered up the Supreme-Grade companion spirit treasure, the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, atop Yu Qing Peak, causing ten thousand golden lotuses to rise and fall.

He used Ultimate Jade Pure Divine Light to strip away his benevolent intention,

entrusting it to the ruyi and successfully severing his first corpse!

At the summit of Shangqing Peak, Tongtian unleashed supreme sword intent of slaughter,

the Green Duckweed Sword left its sheath, and sword qi stretched ninety thousand miles. Using a Supreme-Grade Innate Spirit Treasure as its vessel, he fearlessly severed an intensely fierce Good Corpse!

The Three Pure Ones shone together, and three Quasi-Saint pressures that spanned heaven and earth linked across the skies above Mount Kunlun,

as the resplendent divine might of the Orthodox Lineage of Pangu instantly overwhelmed heaven and earth!

All living beings of the Primordial World fell to the ground in terror, trembling beneath it.

Meanwhile, in the boundless starry sky, the phenomena upon the Solar Star were no less impressive.

Within the Solar Divine Palace, Di Jun held the River Chart and Luo Writing above his head,

while the vast Stellar Eight Trigrams Grand Formation revolved without pause.

Tempered by overwhelming Solar True Fire, Di Jun smoothly entrusted his sovereign benevolent intention to a supreme-grade spirit treasure and severed a Good Corpse incarnation!

Eastern Emperor Taiyi was even more domineering.

Taiyi threw back his head and let out a long roar. The Innate Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Bell, in his arms erupted with peerless might capable of suppressing primordial chaos.

The bell's chimes swept through the heavens, and relying on the divine might of his supreme treasure, Taiyi

forcibly severed his benevolent intention and entrusted it within the Chaos Bell with an incomparably tyrannical bearing!

Using a supreme treasure to sever a corpse, its power shook heaven and earth!

The terrifying battle intent and pressure radiating from Taiyi surpassed those of ordinary Corpse-Severing Quasi-Saints several times over in an instant!

The Yao's twin emperors broke through at the same time, their fortune blazing like oil poured onto a fire,

as countless Yao roared in unison, shaking the starry sky of the Thirty-Three Heavens.