The Name of Eternity.

Chapter 631 A hundred years, the Immortal King is at his peak

News of Li Hao's defeat in the challenge also spread to various chaotic stars.

Since Li Hao suddenly appeared twenty years ago, he has won one after another in the challenges of the dojo, and people have gradually become accustomed to it. Now, his sudden defeat has made all parties pay attention to this genius who has dominated the world for the past twenty years.

"His previous resources have been completely exhausted."

"This defeat must have been a huge blow to him!"

"That's for sure. A genius like him is arrogant and proud. Now that he has been defeated, he must be in great pain. Even if his Dao heart is eternal, he will still be affected unless he reaches the pinnacle of eternity."

Everyone was talking about it, and many of the Chaos Ancient Clan members were gloating, especially those challengers who had been defeated by Li Hao, who felt a sense of triumph.

On the human side, many people felt regretful. Was the human prodigy who had finally emerged just a flash in the pan?

"He lost..."

Upon hearing the news, the ghost sisters exchanged glances, sighing with worry in their eyes, wondering how Li Hao was doing and whether he had been affected.

"Ha, he's finally defeated. I really thought he was invincible!"

Mingyue gave a slight cold laugh, but then she composed herself. Now that her Dao Heart had reached the peak of the Eternal Realm, she was no longer affected by Li Hao. Upon hearing this news, she only felt a hint of mockery before withdrawing her thoughts and immersing herself in her own cultivation.

"So what if he failed? In just twenty years, he forged nine chaotic laws, surpassing everyone and breaking records. I really don't know what these guys are mocking."

In another chaotic star, Shen Wuji heard the discussions and mockery of many ancient chaotic races around him, and he couldn't help but get angry. He said to the ancient god immortal king behind him in a bad mood.

The ancient god-king nodded slightly and said calmly, "It's just jealousy. Words are a mirror, and they can only reflect the inferiority of their own Dao heart."

Shen Wuji nodded, but there was some worry in his eyes. Although he was angry at what these guys said, he was also worried about the boy. If he was defeated this time, it would be a huge blow to him and he would inevitably stagnate.

"His heart shouldn't be that fragile..." he murmured to himself.

Although he was also defeated by that boy, he felt no disgust towards him, but rather only admiration.

He only respected the strong, and besides, although the young man was strong, he was not arrogant at all, and was not annoying.

"He lost?"

Upon hearing this news, Su Muqing's expression changed slightly, her heart trembled gently, and she felt a strange sense of unease.

In the Northern Region, that young man, at the peak of the third level of the Immortal Lord realm, had never been defeated, yet he has lost here.

"I heard that he's been taking on challenges all year. There are so many Chaos Ancient Clan members who want to challenge him, and he's accepted them all!"

Beside her, Su Wanxue whispered, her eyes filled with worry. That young man was too monstrous, his brilliance was too obvious. He had never been defeated before, and now that he had been defeated, she wondered if he could bear it.

"These ancient chaotic races can't stand to see the rise of our human race. How are they any different from the demons of the Northern Region? In the end, they are the ancestors of those demons. They are indeed of the same bloodline and are all despicable bastards!"

Su Muqing gritted her teeth, clenched her fists slightly, and then stood up. "I'm going to find him."

Su Wanxue was startled by this and quickly grabbed her, saying, "Are you crazy? He's at Jidao Mountain, a disciple of Daoyuan Immortal Emperor. How are you going to see him?"

"I will go and visit Mount Jidao."

Su Muqing replied without hesitation.

Su Wanxue smiled bitterly and said, "What's the use of you going to see him? If his Dao heart is truly damaged, he can only heal himself. Besides, he will never lack people to accompany him."

Upon hearing this, Su Muqing couldn't help but picture the figure that looked just like herself, and her face immediately turned pale.

Lin Zhexuan had previously inquired and confirmed that the person he saw must have been that woman by his side.

She stood there silently, speechless for a moment.

Seeing her like this, Su Wanxue couldn't help but sigh and said, "Let it be. Cultivation is eternal. Our goal should be to become as strong as Father, or even surpass him, and completely eradicate the demons of the Northern Region, including those ancient demons..."

Upon hearing her words, Su Muqing's expression changed slightly. She nodded silently and sat back down.

"Let's keep up the good work. Wanqing's speed in comprehending the chaotic stars has already surpassed ours."

Seeing that she listened to advice, Su Wanxue breathed a sigh of relief and then said.

Since Li Hao left the Su family, Su Wanqing and Su Muqing haven't spoken much.

The three sisters came to the Primordial True Realm together, and Su Wanqing also separated from the two of them to comprehend other chaotic stars. Now, her progress has even surpassed theirs.

Of the three, Su Muqing was always the most talented, but now she has been surpassed by Su Wanqing.

Hearing her sister's words, Su Muqing frowned, then stopped talking and began to seriously study the Chaos Stone Wall again.

……

"defeat?"

"So your foundation is the forging of nine chaotic laws? Now it's my turn to pursue you!"

On another chaotic star, Lin Zhexuan, dressed in a green robe, had a sharp look in his eyes. He then calmed down, composed himself, and continued his cultivation.

……

"It seems that it will be at least another one or two hundred years before you accept the challenge. Hopefully, you can catch up before the Endless Heavenly Realm opens."

In the primeval land, the young man in dark gold armor narrowed his eyes. He actually hoped that the boy would become stronger and then be cut down.

“I should continue my cultivation. I’m still one step away from reaching the 23rd Chaos Law. My master once said that this is not perfection. True perfection is the 24th Chaos Law and the 72 Chaos Stars… As for those three Destiny Stars, I don’t know where they are now. My junior sister and I didn’t reach perfection back then. I wonder if I can break through in this life…”

He frowned and muttered to himself.

……

On Jidao Mountain.

In the fenced courtyard, a cheerful and lighthearted melody drifted out, drawing in the surrounding magical energy.

The tenth level of the Dao of Music is already beyond the ordinary and enters the realm of sainthood. One can use clouds and thunder as musical instruments, and can also emit the thunderous sound of the Great Dao to purify malevolent energy. Listening to it for a long time can enhance one's Dao heart.

"The Limitless Realm is indeed somewhat difficult, but the threshold for this first level isn't too high for me..."

After receiving the true teachings from his master, Li Hao returned to the courtyard and mastered the first level of the Limitless Realm.

The first level of Wuji can triple one's foundation!
The second level increases performance sixfold!
However, the threshold for this second level is extremely high. One must refine 20 Chaos Laws to be qualified to comprehend it. With his current Chaos Dao realm, it's like reading a heavenly book; he has no way of understanding it.

Li Hao wasn't in a hurry; instead, he focused on improving his skills. Once he accumulated enough skill, breaking through realms would be as easy as eating and drinking—just a matter of a single breath.

Time flies, and the aroma of meat wafts through the courtyard from time to time, accompanied by the sound of a zither and the recitation of poetry.

Every five years, a chaotic rain on the extreme path will improve Li Hao's cultivation level.

During the four chaotic rains of the previous twenty years, Li Hao had already advanced from the third level of the Immortal Lord Realm to the sixth level, a full three-level advancement.

Now, another thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

After six chaotic rains, Li Hao's cultivation level rose three levels again, reaching the ninth level of the Immortal Lord realm!
The further one progresses, the more difficult it becomes. However, Li Hao's absorption of Chaos Rain is extremely high. With his own profound foundation and the power of True God Blood attached to his Celestial Body, he can completely transform Chaos Rain, making the effect more obvious than others.

Li Hao felt that if he absorbed the essence three more times, he would most likely reach the peak of the Immortal Lord realm.

Now that he is at the ninth level of the Immortal Lord realm, his disadvantage in terms of realm is no longer obvious compared to other Immortal Lord realm geniuses in the Primordial True Realm. This has led to a significant increase in Li Hao's combat power, even though he has not improved his Chaos Dao.

What made Li Hao happiest over the past thirty years was that both his music and poetry skills had reached the eleventh level, adding two more points to his artistic skills.

As for the Chaos Dojo, since that failed challenge, the Dark Avatar's subsequent challenges have been a mix of wins and losses, but it no longer possesses the invincible momentum of the past. Many onlookers, although they can see Li Hao's progress, are greatly disappointed and no longer pay much attention to it.

Li Hao didn't care about these things. He simply sent his dark avatar to collect lessons from his failures in order to reflect on his own combat habits and shortcomings.

This weakness cannot be compensated for by suppressing it with the laws of chaos alone. If it encounters an equally matched opponent, it will become a weakness.

Fortunately, through continuous battles, Li Hao quickly made up for his lack of experience in this area, becoming more and more courageous in battle. Even when encountering opponents with equal explosive power, he could win with his combat experience.

Thirty years have passed, and Li Hao's aura has become even more composed. He no longer goes to the Chaos Star but stays at the Extreme Dao Mountain without ever leaving.

Time goes by.

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living and the people, carry forward the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations!"

In the courtyard, Li Hao sang softly.

As he recited the poem again, he suddenly thought of the four realms following the three immortal realms: the realm of Dao heart, the realm of defying fate, the realm of ultimate learning, and the realm of peace!
Each realm is vastly different. The so-called Dao Heart is established in the Dao Heart Realm of the Peace Realm, where one begins to possess the Dao Heart!
Looking back now, Li Hao discovered that these four realms corresponded precisely to these four sentences.

Establish your mind, establish your destiny, master the ultimate knowledge, and achieve peace!
"The one who created the Peaceful Realm must be a compassionate emperor who embodies the world's suffering!"

Li Hao thought to himself.

He had a different understanding of this situation, and for the first time, he had an extraordinary comprehension of this poem.

In the realm of enlightenment, words become law; in the realm of sainthood, the Great Dao resounds like thunder!

But the Realm of True Immortals is filled with immortal techniques and true words!

"Poetry...Poetry is not merely about ornate language, but should possess the sharp insight to discern the truths of the world!"

Li Hao raised his hand and waved it, revealing the painting of time. In the sky before him, countless immortal powers gathered, like splashed ink, constructing a painting before his eyes.

In that painting, the sea meets the sky in the afterglow of the setting sun, and a flock of birds can be seen flying across the horizon.

"The sunset glows and the lone wild goose flies together; the autumn waters blend seamlessly with the vast sky!"

This poem is not exaggerated, but realistic; the scenery in the painting is also real.

The birds flew away, and the peaks on both sides of the sea appeared, turning the sea into a landscape of mountains and rivers, with the small boat moving forward against the light.

"The ink-black mountains reflect still shadows, a light boat glides with golden scales!"

The mountains and rivers twisted and soared up, transforming into the murky yellow Nujiang River that rushed down.

"Have you not seen the Yellow River's waters come down from the sky!"

The rolling waves, carrying immense momentum, flowed into the distance.

As time goes by, snowflakes fall from the sky and land, and the white snow on the bamboo rafts on the riverbank settles on an old man fishing.

"Boat PC World Weng, fishing alone trees and snow!"

Snowflakes danced in the air, transforming into tiny figures that dotted the vast land as the scene shifted.

"Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs!!"

Li Hao murmured, and at that moment, the painting and the poem resonated together, and heaven and earth and the Dao of Heaven shook in unison!
The countless tiny figures within the painting seemed to raise their heads, looking towards the sky, towards the outside of the painting, and towards Li Hao, the master of the painting. Then, they all transformed into streams of immortal power and spiritual light, suddenly traversing the painting and surging towards Li Hao's body.

Around Li Hao, wisps of poetry floated out like Buddhist scriptures, dancing and swirling around him.

"Poetry can make you an immortal!"

At this moment, Li Hao's poetic state of mind progressed from the tenth level to the eleventh level.

He grasped the true meaning of poetry and also comprehended the profound truths of the Dao.

As he gained new insights into poetry, a profound understanding of the poems flooded into Li Hao's heart. Countless famous poems appeared in his mind, and he seemed to travel through those poems and see the scenes they depicted.

A long time, a long time.

Li Haocai snapped out of his reverie after immersing himself in those countless masterpieces. His mind was racing, and he suddenly felt an urge to wonder if he could one day create a realm similar to the Taiping Realm.
The Eight Realms of Martial Arts: Tongli, Zhou Tian, ​​Ji Hun, Shen You, Shiwu Li, Tianren Realm, San Buxian, Si Li Realm!
Beyond these eight realms, another realm will be created, similar to the Four Realms.

Li Hao felt that if he could accomplish this, he would also pave his own path to becoming an emperor!
However, although it was an impulsive outburst of thoughts, when Li Hao really thought about it carefully, he immediately felt countless difficulties and obstacles.

To open up a new realm beyond the Eight Realms is extremely difficult. Even the Master could only open up the final realm of the original realm.

"Those beings who created these realms must have been extraordinary figures..."

Li Hao thought to himself, feeling a sense of admiration.

The poem breaks through the barrier; apart from the strange phenomena appearing in the small courtyard with its fence, the outside world remains as usual.

In the Primordial True Realm, countless geniuses still cultivate on various chaotic stars.

Unbeknownst to him, Li Hao had been in the Primordial True Realm for a hundred years.

"A hundred years..."

In the courtyard, Li Hao looked at the chaotic rain overhead, but now he held up an umbrella for himself, no longer getting wet.

Decades ago, he had already reached the pinnacle of the Immortal Lord realm, and there was no further room for advancement.

(End of this chapter)