boom!
Suddenly, an ancient artifact flew out, with three legs and two ears, a vessel of the Dao, suppressing the past, present, and future!
As soon as it appeared, it rushed towards the Central Wuji Apricot-Yellow Flag above Li Qingshan's head, colliding violently and simultaneously showering down streams of Immortal Radiance that attacked him.
"It's it, the Emperor Zun Immortal Cauldron!" Li Qingshan exclaimed in surprise.
The two weapons struck, shattering the starry sea and pulverizing some distant planets. Wherever they swept through, everything was destroyed.
In this world interwoven with lightning, even the Immortal Ascension Cauldron was manifested and copied, truly astonishing the world. The two artifacts clashed repeatedly, resulting in a fierce battle.
After a day and a night, Li Qingshan, dragging his weary body and with a Central Wuji Apricot-Yellow Flag above his head, broke through the Ancient Heavenly Court.
At this moment, all sorts of strange phenomena appeared, tearing through this universe, but unfortunately no one witnessed them; they were some of the most terrifying celestial phenomena in history.
Such phenomena as the alignment of nine stars and the simultaneous appearance of ten suns are all simple unusual occurrences. The roar of the Chaos God and the destruction of the star sea are countless. With a single tremor, the Hunpeng sweeps across the three thousand realms, its ferocious flames reaching the heavens.
"It's over,"
Li Qingshan ascended to the summit, sat before the Chaos Sea, and cast the Central Wuji Apricot-Yellow Flag and the Pangu Banner into it, watching them rise and fall in silence.
Instantly, thunderous roars resounded, and chaotic energy shot out in all directions, clanging and clashing, sweeping towards the artifact and simultaneously pouring into Li Qingshan's physical body.
The final refining process, using chaotic light and fire, made the myriad patterns on the surface even more complex and varied, lifelike, as if they were about to burst through the wall.
The deities conceived within the two vessels were merely chanting scriptures, making the vessels even more solid, ancient, and magnificent, as if facing a clear cosmic sea.
Finally, all was silent, and all the strange phenomena vanished.
Only Li Qingshan remained, standing alone beneath the boundless starry sky.
The Central Wuji Apricot-Yellow Flag hung above his head, slowly swirling, cascading down the starlight and myriad streams of Xuanhuang Mother Qi, like a curtain or veil, enveloping his entire body, making his figure appear hazy and transcendent in the misty light, as if he had already entered another dimension.
His right hand held the Pangu Banner firmly. The banner moved without wind, and the mere wisp of energy it exuded sliced through the void, revealing an unparalleled Void capable of destroying all laws and restoring the balance of earth, water, fire, and wind.
Li Qingshan's tribulation took a long time, more than a month.
Since first glimpsing the Great Dao on Kunlun Immortal Mountain and obtaining the " Sun True Scripture " to enter the gate of cultivation, to today, having broken the shackles of the Immortal Four Realms and transcended the mortal realm to become a saint, the years have passed. Three years have been spent comprehending the Dao in Kunlun, two years in the mortal world serving one's parents and fulfilling filial piety, and another six years have been spent traversing the starry sky to conquer the Big Dipper Ancient Star.
Time flies, and eleven years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Now, having overcome the tribulation, he is free to roam and advances with unstoppable momentum, directly entering the fifth level of the Saint Realm, breaking through Fifth Rank in succession, a truly astonishing feat.
If anyone were here, they would be petrified. Every step Saint takes consumes a great deal of energy, and it is common for them to make no progress for hundreds or thousands of years. Yet now, someone has broken through to the Fifth Rank as soon as they became a saint. This is terrifying.
The lightning disappeared, and many planets in this starry sea shattered, finally calming down. Starlight shone down, illuminating the entire area.
Li Qingshan let out a long roar, and a silver waterfall cascaded down from the sky, while countless stars showered down their light, converging towards him to cleanse his body and replenish his massive energy expenditure.
After achieving sainthood, one can travel alone in the universe, drawing upon the power of nothingness. Li Qingshan is radiant, possessing the power of galaxies and moonlight, as well as other cosmic divine abilities.
He remained still for a full day and night, his body radiating a crystalline glow, his black hair flowing like a waterfall, and the many Divine Gate within his body opening, filling him with holy power.
Within the space between the eyebrows, a tiny golden figure took a step forward, instantly shrinking the central Wuji- yellow hue and the Pangu Banner, which were then embraced by the golden figure on either side. The figure then flew into the Immortal Platform and disappeared before the forehead.
Everything was perfect. Li Qingshan's every move possessed immeasurable power. At this moment, he could pluck stars and grasp the moon. This was not an illusion, but a real power!
After the heavenly tribulation dissipated, Li Qingshan did not immediately set off on a long journey.
He chose to remain temporarily in this post-apocalyptic starry sky.
In the stillness of the night, only his Dao Body, sitting cross-legged in the cold Void, like an ancient rock, devoid of joy or sorrow, simply returning to his own Dao in tranquility.
At the tip of his joined fingers, light flowed and gradually condensed, transforming into an ancient scripture. It appeared light and airy, yet it was more substantial than any divine gold or immortal material. It was a scripture that belonged to him alone, a culmination and sublimation of eleven years of cultivation, countless life-and-death battles, and the earth-shattering Saint Tribulation he had just faced.
The ancient scriptures, weathered and worn, seem to bear the patina of time. As they turn the pages silently, each word is like a condensed star, shining with its own unique Daoist charm.
The pages of the book transformed into streams of light, disappearing into his forehead and reflecting on the crystal-clear, Immortal Platform, which resembled nine layers of celestial jade, where the final forging and tempering took place.
This is not about reciting someone else's teachings, but about forging your own unique "root of the Tao".
As his mind completely immersed in this unprecedented Dao Realm, the "Dao" of the entire starry sky was stirred.
The traces and principles of the Dao left over from ancient and modern times in the ten directions of heaven and earth are all connected and attracted by the magnificent Dao aura of this newly ascended saint, and converge towards him.
The extraordinary phenomenon has begun.
A more expansive, profound, and all-encompassing evolution.
In the distance, the remaining planets, not completely destroyed by the heavenly tribulation, began to tremble, emitting sounds that were sometimes blazing, sometimes dim, sometimes heavy.
Or a light, ethereal glow.
The light meandered and flowed across the planet's surface, eventually condensing into ancient, complex, and unique primordial runes!
These runes seemed to have been engraved in the core of the stars, and were now awakened by Li Qingshan's Dao.
They detached from the stars, transforming into dazzling streaks of light that pierced the dark universe, "suppressing" Li Qingshan, who was sitting cross-legged.
This is a kind of "pilgrimage," a "recognition" and "tribute" from all paths to a pioneer of a new path.
Each rune represents a "Tao" and "Law" that was once governed and worshipped by a powerful being in a Mythological Era.
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Li Qingshan felt as if he were in a Daoist temple from a different era.
Heavenly God appeared around him; this was the manifestation and resonance of the supreme teachings they left behind.
He was experiencing, analyzing, and comprehending the countless different yet once glorious and brilliant Dao Fruit.
All spirits manifest, of different races, each with its own unique methods.
There are Divine Race with wings on their backs, wielding light, chanting; there are ancient demons with overwhelming demonic energy, devouring stars, roaring; there are chaotic behemoths with bodies comparable to star fields, breathing in their slumber; and there are also natural spirits, naturally beautiful and in harmony with the Dao, dancing. There are differences in strength, and even conflicting laws. Light and darkness are opposed, and creation and destruction coexist.
But at this moment, under the reflection of Li Qingshan's flawless Dao heart, their apparent oppositions faded away, leaving only the most fundamental "principle" in motion.
All of this is invaluable resources and inspiration.
"Boom!"
The convergence of Dao traces reached its peak.
Countless strands of Dao traces, originating from powerful figures in different myths, intertwine to form a network of laws covering the star field.
Tens of thousands of ancient runes of various shapes floated in the net. Some runes, once they appeared, exuded overwhelming power, as if they wanted to dominate the universe; others were divinely mighty, revealing the meaning of immortality and indestructibility.
They seem to be trying to realistically depict a corner of the glorious era of Mythological Era in this starry sky.
In the end, three thousand of the most ancient, core, and vast runes emerged, occupying the most prominent position in the sky, and slowly swirling.
Each one exudes a powerful aura capable of suppressing the past, present, and future!
This is no longer a simple rune, but the essence of the strongest lineage and inheritance from mythology to the Post-Desolate Ancient Era. As the scriptures flow, it is as if gods and demons are about to be completely resurrected and arrive in their true forms.
Li Qingshan remained seated cross-legged, his figure resembling an ancient, sacred mountain.
Only the Immortal Platform between his brows shone even brighter, actively radiating a gentle yet resilient Dao light, like countless tentacles reaching out to touch, embrace, and dissect the three thousand supreme ancient runes.
Using these as "fire" and his own eleven years of accumulation and insights from the Saint Tribulation as "iron," he repeatedly tempered his own core "law," the true essence of the Seven Seals of Yuanshi.
"Roar!!!"
With a long howl that seemed to come from ancient times, Li Qingshan roared.
A pure and brilliant golden blood aura shot up from the top of his head and quickly condensed behind him, forming a solid figure that was exactly the same as him and resembled Dao Body!
The Dao Body formed from Li Qingshan's original blood essence suddenly opened its eyes. There were no pupils in its eyes, only the dazzling lightning of endless stars rising and falling and myriad paths flowing.
It moved.
It is not a dismantling of moves, but rather like splashing ink in freehand painting, or like a cascading galaxy. The profound meaning of the seven fist seals is laid out in a unified whole in every gesture, causing the entire post-apocalyptic starry sky to dance with it.
The blood- Dao Body's eyes flashed with lightning, and it suddenly moved.
The opening move was " Heaven-Opening ".
The fist imprint descended, seemingly slow but actually swift.
A hazy, illusory figure materialized at the fingertip, resembling neither a banner nor an axe, exhaling the aura of primordial chaos—the very essence of the Pangu Banner's Daoist principles.
Wherever the fist struck, the Void groaned in agony, and several distant, broken stars trembled violently, their trajectories suddenly becoming erratic, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on their surfaces.
The intent to Heaven-Opening was not yet exhausted, and the fist technique had already turned as round as a wheel.
" Heaven-Overturning upside down" followed one after another.
With each flip of the palm print, the light and darkness of the entire star field seemed to be disrupted by an invisible giant hand, dust swirled, and primordial energy flowed backward.
Chaotic energy churned within his palm, evolving into a terrifying scene of stars collapsing and the universe being reshaped. The two extreme forces of destruction and creation rolled and intertwined like Yin-Yang millstone, emitting a deep, ancient thunderous sound.
The extreme subversion triggered the most primal riots.
The " Four Symbols " then burst forth, and between the Dao Body's embracing hands, a chaotic jade box opened, and the four fundamental elements of earth, water, wind, and fire surged out like a flood bursting its banks.
The earth element essence, heavy as a mountain, condensed into a rock spear that tore through the sky; the water element essence, cold and gentle, transformed into an ice tide that froze all things; the violent burning wind stirred up flames that melted stars; and the invisible spatial turbulence cut through all material structures.
The four forces clashed and clashed with each other, evolving into a destructive domain spanning tens of thousands of miles around the Dao Body, recreating the violent scene of the beginning of Heaven-Opening when the laws were not yet established.
In this chaotic current of the Four Symbols, powerful enough to crush even Saint, the figure of the Dao Body suddenly became illusory.
The " Void " imprint appeared. His figure was like smoke and illusion, seemingly merging into the chaotic earth, fire, wind, and water, yet also seemingly transcending them.
The surrounding space began to distort and become chaotic, sometimes compressing a raging fire into the thinness of paper, and sometimes causing an ocean to overturn in an instant across thousands of miles.
His Dao Body moved erratically through the destructive domain like a ghost, his escape methods unpredictable and his location elusive.
Even a drifting duckweed needs roots.
When the chaos reached its peak, a profound and weighty aura emanated from beneath the Dao Body.
The " Wuji " seal was established. The earth's veins forcibly spread out in the chaotic flow of the Four Symbols, and golden lotuses bloomed out of thin air. As the lotus petals opened and closed, they quietly dissolved the surging destructive power.
The Xuanhuang Mother Qi descended and connected with this "divine land," forming an immortal Dao Domain.
No matter how the outside world changes, the place where this body is is the Eternal and unbreakable central divine throne.
In the stillness, the potential for Fortune is born.
The Dao Body in the Wuji Divine Domain, his hands slowly drawing arcs.
The concept of " Yin-Yang " appears. An ancient round mirror gathers in front of you, its surface reflecting the interplay of black and white, with the two energies of Yin-Yang moving in a continuous cycle like two fish biting each other's tails.
Where the mirror light shone, the spatial rifts torn by the power of the Four Symbols quietly healed, and the blood and energy that had surged within the Dao Body due to practicing the various seals quickly calmed down.
Once this seal is produced, all oppositions—attack and defense, movement and stillness, birth and death—are harmonized, as if a pivot has been placed in the wild evolution.
When the six seals merge perfectly and reach a delicate balance, the movements of the Dao Body suddenly become extremely simple and slow.
It formed a seal: " Primordial Heart ".
This seal possessed no external power, and did not even cause a ripple in the surrounding energy.
The moment it was printed, an invisible and intangible yet fundamental wave quietly spread out.
The celestial runes that appeared in the distance all trembled in unison; Li Qingshan's physical body's Immortal Platform also trembled slightly, and ripples stirred in his sea of consciousness.
This hand seal technique directly points to the essence of spirituality, elucidating the secrets of the mind and soul. It can shake the Dao heart and annihilate the primordial spirit silently, making it extremely unpredictable and difficult to guard against.
The seven seals flowed seamlessly, completed in one breath.
From breaking down the old and establishing the new, to subverting and recreating, it triggers primal chaos, hides itself in the chaos, establishes an unbreakable foundation, reconciles all oppositions, and ultimately points directly to the spiritual core.
Dao Body form in the starry sky is ever-changing, sometimes like a god who creates the Heavenly God, sometimes like Demon Venerable who destroys the world, sometimes ethereal and close to the Dao, and sometimes as solid and heavy as the earth.
The surrounding starry sky echoed in response, the stars flickering like breathing, and the broken meteorite belt was drawn by the invisible Daoist rhythm, slowly swirling around, forming a magnificent nebula like the beginning of chaos.
This is no longer just a practice of killing techniques, but a complete external manifestation and profound questioning of one's own "way".
Each seal resonates with the ancient mythical symbols that have not yet dissipated in the starry sky, as if discussing the Dao with the remnants of gods and demons from eternity ago, absorbing their essence, and refining the intent of the fist, making it ever closer to the true meaning of the " Yuanshi " in the darkness.
The power of the Blood Dao Body was even more profound than in previous battles, as if it were rebuilding an unparalleled Dao foundation.
Its power was overwhelming, like a Heavenly Emperor ruling over all things performing magic. With every move it made, the Void exploded, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the entire universe seemed to be born and die according to its will.
His Dao Body danced wildly, his eyes sharp as the edge of Heaven-Opening, every movement pushing a certain Daoist principle to its extreme, possessing unparalleled divine power.
This Dao Body seemed to shatter all illusions and point directly to Eternal, unyielding through countless eons.