He was invincible from the beginning of the Heaven-Covering Era.

Before this, every time Zhou Qing tried to deduce the coordinates of that celestial realm, it was always a blur; there was nothing in front of him and nothing behind him, and he couldn't see anything at all.

Over the past month, he has been comprehending the dozen or so Great Daos he has mastered. Even the Great Daos he is not very good at have been deduced to the level of the Order God Chain. Not to mention the Great Dao of Destiny, which is his core, the one he has always comprehended the most, and which he had already reached the level of a half-saint.

It was precisely because his understanding of the Great Dao had improved and entered a new level, undergoing significant changes, that he was able to deduce the coordinates of the small world.

Otherwise, under the cover of two peak Saint Kings and two Killing Saints, and perhaps some ancient array patterns, it would be wishful thinking to deduce the coordinates.

"In any case, let's see how things go and see if the prison warden makes any progress."

As Zhou Qing took a step forward, the laws of heaven and earth resonated, various Dao patterns intertwined, and divine light spread out in countless directions, forming a rainbow avenue. The light seemed to condense into flawless pieces of jade, stretching all the way into the distance.

This rainbow bridge stretched from his island all the way to another island belonging to the Zhou family. Zhou Qing climbed up and, as if shrinking the distance, disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the Zhou family elders had finished their sermon for the day, and Ye Fan and the others were dispersing, about to return to their residences.

Suddenly, everyone looked up and saw a rainbow avenue stretching from the sky all the way to a distant island, shimmering with seven colors and dazzling brilliance.

Above was a figure, tall and straight, with eyes like stars, like an immortal descended to earth.

He traversed the air, his clothes fluttering in the wind, possessing a certain...

Its unparalleled elegance seemed to emanate Taoist charm at all times, making one feel incomparably noble at a glance.

"Can we really cultivate to such a level?" Wang Ziwen asked enviously.

Who wouldn't want to be such an existence, able to stir up storms with a mere gesture? If they were on the other side of the starry sky, they would surely be regarded as living immortals, worshipped by countless people.

They have only been in this world for a month, and have just adapted to everything here and changed their mindset. They still need to spend some time absorbing common sense and gaining a certain understanding of cultivation before they can begin to cultivate.

After the Rainbow Avenue dissipated, they once again embarked on their journey, returning to their homes to enjoy a thin porridge made with spiritual herbs, refining their physical bodies and laying a foundation.

Zhou Qing landed on Rainbow Avenue and arrived at the Zhou family's Domain Gate Island.

"God Lord!"

The guards watching over the gate immediately called out respectfully, their eyes brightening as they spoke naturally.

Zhou Qing nodded slightly and said, "Open the domain gate."

"Yes!" Several guards immediately activated the array, and a pitch-black domain gate appeared on the Xuan Yu platform.

As soon as Zhou Qing entered, the portal closed immediately, and Zhou Qing traversed the void and departed.

At this moment, several guards began to talk, and one of them sighed, "Back then, I felt that with the speed of the God Lord's cultivation, he would soon be able to compete with all the powerful figures in the world. I didn't expect that after all these years, I would realize that I was being conservative."

"It's definitely too conservative. Now, it's not just about competing with other powerful figures, but about standing at the very top of all those powerful figures. Perhaps only the most outstanding living fossils from those ancient families can rival the God."

The guards discussed for a while, their eyes filled with respect for Zhou Qing.

After Zhou Qing emerged from the void, he arrived in the Central Region. After confirming the coordinates, he took out a small Xuan Jade Platform and once again traversed the void.

This is an abandoned village, with broken walls and rubble everywhere. A few old trees stand at the entrance of the village, making the place even more quiet.

For thousands of years, no one knew that the entrance to a small world in Hell was hidden here.

Zhou Qing slowly carved words in the void, using a special secret technique. Each character glowed in the void, as dazzling as stars.

A moment later, a murderous aura burst forth, and a man emerged from a portal of light, surrounded by streaks of blood-red energy, as if a demon god had stepped out of hell.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou Qing," the man called out immediately, a hint of joy appearing on his face.

"Has there been any progress in the exploration of the Celestial Realm recently?"

"Sigh, it's still the same old story. I've tried many secret techniques, but none of them can transmit the coordinates," the prison lord said helplessly.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qing, though having anticipated it, couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The Killing Saints' protection of the Heavenly Domain's coordinates was very comprehensive, with no loopholes. Even if someone entered that broken Chaotic Immortal Land, there was no way to transmit the message out.

The reason Qi Luo's seventh son was able to transmit the message to Qi Luo was due to a terrifying innate ability: a telepathic connection that almost completely ignored all distance and barriers—a truly miraculous feat.

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Unfortunately, that ability seemed very difficult to use. It was only when he was about to die that he was able to use it to send out the coordinates.

However, since Zhou Qing has come here, he must already have a way to solve this problem.

"boom"

Zhou Qing stretched out one hand, as if he had grasped some special power in the entire world. In the darkness, in the infinite space and time, an inexplicable power was mobilized by him.

It was as if threads of destiny were appearing between heaven and earth, converging in Zhou Qing's palm.

A power combined with the rules of order condensed and took shape in his palm, forming the shape of a seed.

This seed is neither round nor flat, its shape is hard to describe. Sometimes it ripples like water, sometimes it dances in the palm of your hand like a flame, sometimes it is as heavy as a mountain of primordial energy, and sometimes it spins in your palm like the wind.

"What is this?" The prison lord looked at the seed with some doubt.

In his eyes, this seed was very special. It was composed of a Dao that he did not understand but felt was very profound. It seemed to have all sorts of wonderful uses and was an incomparably mysterious power.

"Next time you send someone to the Heavenly Realm, just have them take this seed with them," Zhou Qing said casually, without explaining why.

The prison lord had no choice but to reply, "Since you've made your decision, I'll have them carry this seed with them next time."

"Go back and prepare the next batch of candidates," Zhou Qing said.

"Alright." The prison lord carefully put the seed away, then stepped into the gate to the small world to go back and make preparations.

Zhou Qing was the only one left here. All around were dilapidated houses, and the path was overgrown with weeds. It was very quiet, and no animal sounds could be heard.

He took out the Xuan Yu Platform, stepped into the domain gate, and returned to the Zhou family once again.

He did not come out with the Zhou family patriarch this time, since the Zhou family patriarch also needed to cultivate. He did not have anything important to do this time, so he did not disturb the Zhou family patriarch.

At his current level of cultivation, there are not many people in this world capable of killing him. Moreover, Zhou Qing is not without trump cards, such as the Nine-Aperture Stone Man Body and the Chaotic Ancient Emperor Talisman. Even if he were killed once before Zhou Qing could react, he could still revive and put on an extremely hard shell.

After condensing a seed and handing it over to the prison lord, Zhou Qing returned to his clan and resumed his cultivation.

It was a seed of destiny, containing endless mysteries, and was the pinnacle of Zhou Qing's current path of destiny.

If it is a complete seed, it can allow the holder to sense a crisis in advance, occasionally see parts of the future, and even sense the location of some opportunities. It can also increase luck, and one can even find ancient medicinal herbs while walking on the road.

Besides these, it has many other functions and endless uses. If given to an ordinary mortal, it would be a golden finger for that mortal, helping him to defy fate, embark on the path of cultivation, turn misfortune into good fortune, and go far.

However, the seed that Zhou Qing gave to the prison master was a simplified version, without the powerful functions mentioned above. It was just something he casually condensed, and its main function was to provide him with a connection.

It was formed from his Great Dao of Destiny, and it had a very strange connection with him. As long as someone could bring that seed to the Heavenly Realm, he could use his Saint-level Great Dao of Destiny to sense the location of that seed.

Of course, this does not mean that he has the laws of the sacred path; it is just a kind of enlightenment on the great path, which allows him to be on par with people at that level.

Just as Yin Tiande could discuss the Dao with the Great King of the Golden Crow Clan in the second season of the game, this is a high level of understanding of the Dao.

Chapter 138 Transmission of the Dharma

What does it mean to have a Saint-level understanding of the Great Dao?

As mentioned earlier, enlightenment is a theory, while cultivation is a practice.

The fact that Zhou Qing's understanding of the Great Dao has reached the Saint level means that, theoretically, his comprehension of this Great Dao is already at the Saint level.

But it was only theory, because he did not verify it himself or test whether his understanding of the Great Dao was correct.

Theoretically speaking, Zhou Qing believed that the changes in the rules he had perceived were correct and entirely accurate. He believed that these changes were the result of his gradual study of the great Dao of the universe.

However, due to his own level of cultivation, he is still in the process of opening the physical body's divine treasures at the second level of immortality, verifying the correctness of his understanding of the Great Dao at the second level of immortality, and is not yet able to carry out saint-level cultivation practice.

Just like physics in the field of science and technology, although the theory has advanced far, the practice has not kept up and is still moving forward little by little to verify the correctness of the theory.

Only when his cultivation reaches the level of a sage, and he formally elevates this law to the level of a sage's law, can it be proven that what he has realized is correct.

As for now, regardless of whether this enlightenment has any flaws, when he uses it, it does indeed resonate with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and it perfectly matches various phenomena. So far, no problems have been found in it.

"Next, it's just a matter of waiting." Zhou Qing sat cross-legged on the ice-blue altar and entered into cultivation.

A month later, in the Hellish Minor World, the Hell Lord received an order from the Killing Saint, instructing him to send another group of people there, this time led by a powerful expert with profound cultivation.

This is a terrifying building modeled after the most ancient temple, constructed with blood and bones. The Lord of the Prison sits on a throne on a high platform, his gaze cold as he looks down at a powerful being below.

"Qi Li, you are a veteran expert in this level of hell. You must have received news that the higher-ups want us to send another group of assassins to do something. I have decided that this time you will lead the team."

The voice seemed to emanate from the deepest hell, incredibly cold, making one's heart tremble.

Below is an ordinary-looking middle-aged man with jet-black hair, exuding an astonishing murderous aura, who has slaughtered countless lives.

His face showed no fear, his expression was icy, as if it had become a habit, and he replied, "Qi Li will obey the prison lord's orders!"

"Good!" The prison warden's voice seemed to carry a hint of approval.

He then took out an incredibly mysterious seed, which floated in his palm as if it would never sink, undergoing all sorts of changes and containing an incomparably profound Dao.

"Give this seed to you. Don't ask any questions. I have a clever use for it," the prison warden instructed.

"Yes!" Qi Li caught the seed and absorbed it into his body.

"Step back and prepare properly," the prison warden commanded.

Afterwards, Qi Li left the building and returned to his residence.

He focused his mind on his body, observing the seed within. He dared not use any methods to test it, but could only carefully comprehend the great Dao contained within the seed, hoping to gain a general understanding of its function.

However, no matter how he tried to comprehend it, he always felt confused and awe-inspiring, as if he were trapped in a state of chaos, unable to grasp even the surface of this great Dao.

"This

"What exactly does the master of this small world want to do that he would give me such a seed?" Qi Li was very puzzled.

"It doesn't matter anyway. I was going to find a way to get into that place anyway, and I didn't expect the opportunity to come to me like this."

Memories rose in his heart, secrets he had hidden deep within.

More than two thousand years ago, everyone thought he was an orphan picked up from outside, without father or mother, without relatives, but with great talent for cultivation, so they brought him back and added him to the bloody trials of hell.

It was a terrifying trial: ten thousand children were thrown into a forest to kill each other without any restrictions, and only one could survive in the end.

You can form alliances, betray others, set traps, and use any means necessary. As long as you survive in the end, you can successfully become a low-level assassin.

After an unknown amount of time, when he came out, his expression was indifferent, as if those he had killed were not people, but livestock.

He was covered in blood, some from others and some from himself. His clothes were tattered, with only a few strips of cloth fluttering in the wind. A dagger was still stuck in his left leg, from which blood gushed out. It was the last enemy who had stabbed him, but in the end, he was the one who survived.

Perhaps it was because of his outstanding performance that he was immediately given special training after becoming a killer in Hell, and later even became the chosen one of Hell in that generation, growing step by step to where he is today.

However, no one could have imagined that he, who had joined hell as a child and had been an assassin for over two thousand years, was actually an undercover agent who had infiltrated the organization.

To this day, he still remembers that in that small village, although there were few people, everyone lived a very easy life. Those were his happiest days, until one day, his father said something to him.