727: Chapter 728 The Pure Land of Origin

The moment Gu Changge brought the Old Yellow Ox into the Small World, the aura on Zizhu Peak suddenly fell into silence.

At that very moment, in the deepest part of the Immortal Realm, within an ancient ruin.

An illusory, blurred figure, looking as if it might scatter with the wind at any moment, slowly coalesced from the starlight.

The figure was tall and upright, yet exuded an indescribable weakness and weariness; his face was shrouded behind the starlight, making it impossible to see clearly.

Only a pair of eyes remained, like stars containing an entire ancient history—deep, wise, yet carrying a lingering fatigue and a deeply hidden resolve.

He was Taichu. Or rather, he was the final Divine Thought left in this homeland by Taichu's true body before he departed for the Chaos front lines.

This Divine Thought, which had been as still as stagnant water, suddenly trembled violently the moment it sensed Emperor Tunyuan's aura completely dissipate!

"Tunyuan's dao foundation has crumbled, his Divine Soul is annihilated, and not even a sliver of a remnant soul escaped."

Taichu's Divine Thought phantom murmured in a low voice, his voice sounding as if it came from the end of a corridor of eternal time, carrying an indescribable shock.

That Heavenly Emperor of the Black Abyss Realm, who had lurked in the shadows of the Immortal Realm and once left him on the brink of death, had actually died just like that?

And he died so cleanly and decisively, without leaving even a single remnant soul behind.

The phantom of Taichu looked up, those eyes containing galaxies piercing through the endless Void Realm, seemingly seeing that white-robed figure who had once taken away the Myriad Beast Divine Mountain with a single palm.

"Among the younger generation, such a figure has actually been born?"

There was a hint of bitterness in Taichu's voice, followed by a sense of relief and gratification, which finally turned into a long sigh that almost brought him to tears:

"I thought you were only in the Immortal Emperor realm, but I didn't expect you to be this formidable. With a successor in the Immortal Realm, there might truly be a glimmer of hope for the catastrophe."

Taichu's phantom murmured softly, his illusory voice echoing continuously in the surroundings, carrying unbelievable shock and a deep, almost tearful sense of relief.

He remained silent for a long time, as if making a final decision. A wisp of Divine Thought carrying earth-shattering information silently pierced through layers of time and space, touching the most core and fragile Origin of this world.

There was no roar, no strange phenomenon; above the firmament, a fine crack slowly opened like a dried-up riverbed.

A massive, murky eye, covered in withered roots and broken star patterns, slowly opened a sliver.

It was the manifestation of the Immortal Realm Origin's will, the same eye that had once gazed at Gu Changge from afar.

Taichu's Divine Soul bowed slightly and transmitted only one Divine Thought: "Emperor Tunyuan is dead."

The giant eye jolted violently. As the will of the Immortal Realm, its perception of Tunyuan's poisonous aura was etched into its Origin.

That coldness that had troubled it for countless years like a maggot on a bone had now truly and completely vanished.

"Was it done by that white-robed figure?" The fluctuations of the Immortal Realm's will were vast and weak, carrying an unbelievable shock.

Taichu's phantom was silent for a moment before nodding solemnly: "I believe so."

The giant eye slowly grew quiet, broken phantoms swirling within it, as if it were calculating, observing, or weighing options.

The heartbeat of the entire Immortal Realm seemed to stop at this moment.

After a long time, that vast and weary voice slowly rang out again: "Is it your intention to open that Legacy?"

Taichu's Divine Soul nodded heavily, his Divine Thought as solemn as a mountain:

"Exactly. Tunyuan is destroyed, and the greatest hidden danger of the Immortal Realm is gone. The front lines are in critical danger; the Immortal Realm must quickly cultivate a group of top-tier combatants as reserves."

"That is the final spark of revival you left for the Immortal Realm. Now, it is time to ignite it."

"Select the Prodigies of all races to enter the Pure Land to comprehend the Dao, forge their imperial Foundations on the God-Conferring Platform, and shape their Dao bodies with the world origin to jointly resist the heavenly catastrophe."

The giant eye contracted slightly; it naturally knew the price.

That was the last piece of the Pure Land of Origin protected by the Immortal Realm's will when the realm shattered.

Inside were sealed the purest dao foundations from before the Immortal Realm broke, Immortal Emperor-level cultivation methods, world origin crystals, and countless other cultivation treasures, containing endless Opportunities.

Opening the Pure Land and awakening the God-Conferring Platform would consume a massive amount of Immortal Realm Origin; it was the final Foundation for the Immortal Realm's recovery.

They hadn't dared to open it before because Emperor Tunyuan had been watching like a hawk. Once opened, the Pure Land's aura would leak out, and Tunyuan would surely take the Opportunity to break in, destroy, or even seize the Legacy's Origin.

At that time, the Immortal Realm would have been doomed, but now Tunyuan was dead.

The giant eye slowly closed and then snapped open. Within that eye filled with cracks and fatigue, a trace of resolve finally emerged.

"Very well. In three days, the Ancient Heavenly Court will emerge from the rift in time and space."

"The heavenly pride list will descend upon the world. All those under ten thousand years of age may participate."

As the voice fell, the giant eye slowly faded away, and the crack in the sky gradually healed.

Taichu's Divine Soul looked at the firmament and let out a long breath.

The haze that had weighed on the head of the Immortal Realm for eons had finally cracked to let in a ray of light.

On Zizhu Peak, within Gu Changge's Small World.

Gu Changge's figure silently appeared in the center of this world.

Before him were Xiao Hei, Xiao Bai, and the Old Yellow Ox who had just been brought in and was still trembling with excitement.

Gu Changge stood with his hands behind his back, his calm gaze sweeping over the three beasts.

Xiao Hei was a Golden-Winged Roc, unparalleled in speed and sharp in slaughter; Xiao Bai was a Black Dragon, with thick dragon blood and boundless potential; the Old Yellow Ox was an Azure Sky Python Ox, with a heavy dao foundation and a steady Heart-Nature.

All three were loyal and had followed him for many years. Now, it was time to pave a true emperors path for them.

Gu Changge withdrew his gaze, and with a thought, his Divine Thought sank into the depths of the System space.

There, exactly one hundred strands of hongmeng purple qi were slowly spiraling and flowing like a purple galaxy in the endless void of Chaos.

Each strand emitted a supreme Dao Rhyme that would cause even an Immortal Emperor's Dao Heart to crumble.

Gu Changge's eyes were calm as he casually drew from one of the purple strands.

With an imperceptible quiver, three hair-thin, nearly transparent pale purple currents slowly appeared at Gu Changge's fingertips.

Though these were merely three insignificant wisps from a single strand of hongmeng purple qi, miniature visions of world creation and the birth and death of the myriad Daos faintly evolved within the currents, silently proclaiming their inviolable supreme essence.

At the same time, with another thought, three treasures from the System space flew through the air.

A drop of ancestral dragon essence blood, brilliant as a great sun and containing endless dragon might;

A Kunpeng True Feather that seemed capable of slicing through the Void Realm, covering ninety thousand miles with a single flap;

A drop of Baxia essence blood, as heavy as a mountain with patterns like the veins of the earth.

These three Divine Beast Origins were all obtained from his past sign-ins and had been sealed until now.

"That should be enough," Gu Changge said faintly, waving his sleeve.

The Immortal Emperors Dojo from Zizhu Peak emerged from his palm, then expanded rapidly against the wind, landing steadily beside the three beasts. Upon the dojo, Imperial Dao patterns flowed with a solemn Dao Rhyme.

"Come."

Xiao Hei, Xiao Bai, and Old Yellow simultaneously felt an irresistible force, and in a flash, they appeared in the center of the Immortal Emperors Dojo.

Gu Changge said no more. With a flick of his fingers, the three wisps of hongmeng purple qi turned into three imperceptible purple glows, sinking into the foreheads of the three beasts respectively.

The three beasts shuddered simultaneously, feeling as if a wisp of warm sun had gently brushed through their Divine Souls. The previously obscure and difficult Dao barriers were instantly cleared.

The Bloodline flaws and dao foundation ailments hidden within their bodies were also quietly mended under the nourishment of this wisp of purple Qi.

Immediately following that, the ancestral dragon essence blood entered Xiao Bai's forehead, the Kunpeng True Feather merged into Xiao Hei's Divine Soul, and the Baxia essence blood sank into the Old Yellow Ox's chest.

Boom!!!

Around Xiao Bai, dragon roars shook the heavens! A phantom of a Chaos Dragon spanning the dojo suddenly appeared, its dragon might like a prison, cycling through life and death!

Behind Xiao Hei, the Kunpeng spread its wings! Visions of the Void of the Northern Sea and the Peak of the Azure Sky manifested simultaneously, the Void Realm collapsing with traceless speed!

The Old Yellow Ox stomped its four hooves, and Profound Yellow Qi soared into the sky! A phantom of the prehistoric earth spread beneath its feet, heavy as a mountain, supporting all things!

Under the guidance of the hongmeng purple qi, the three auras did not conflict; instead, they faintly formed a mysterious resonance, intertwining and fusing with the Dao Rhyme of the entire Immortal Emperors Dojo.