Perfect World: The Path of Pure Source

Ancient Immortal Realm, Hun Tian Realm.

Dark clouds, like a sea, covered the sky, and the earth appeared a dark red. Several hills rose up, cliffs stood tall, and lakes occasionally rippled. Not even a continuous mountain range could be seen; everything was in ruins.

This small world contains many secret realms and powerful curses, which even the gods are unwilling to set foot in. It is a demonic land second only to the Burial Realm.

But now, a golden-winged roc spreads its wings and soars through the dark clouds, moving forward along the dark red earth.

If one were to look closely, one would discover that this magnificent golden-winged roc is actually just a mount. On its back stands a handsome man with his hands behind his back, wearing a black veil, a golden robe and armor, with phoenix eyes and a majestic air, and golden boots and a jade belt.

"Why did you suddenly decide to come here? Both the Hun Tian Realm and the Burial Realm are demonic lands, not places where you can find materials to ignite the divine fire." The ancient saint asked, somewhat curious. In his opinion, Yang Jian's cultivation technique had undergone a transformation, and he should find a safe place to go into seclusion and ignite the divine fire.

Yang Jian glanced ahead, his double pupils reflecting a dissected landscape of heaven and earth. The black background was composed of white lines forming the scenery, and the treasures and materials within it shimmered with a dazzling light, revealing every detail under his divine eyes.

Finally, after confirming his goal, Yang Jian pointed out a spot to the ancient saint and said leisurely, "I came here to ignite the divine fire."

Igniting the divine fire is a transformation. For example, Shi Hao chose to burn his body with the Three Thousand Great Dao Fires; Ning Chuan, the Six-Crown King, chose to ignite the divine fire by merging his body with the hand bones of a True Immortal; and the Ten-Crown King directly ignited the divine fire with a perfect immortal seed like the World Tree. It can be said that everyone's opportunity was extraordinary; even the Ancient Saint Son was prepared.

However, Yang Jian lacked the accumulation of good fortune over many lifetimes, making it difficult to find such an opportunity. Therefore, he chose another dangerous place to take a gamble. If he succeeded, his chance to ignite the divine fire would be no worse than those of others, and might even be quite special.

Whoosh! The ancient saint quickly arrived near the location indicated by Yang Jian. A gray cliff lay across the way. After crossing it, a lake appeared, as black as ink, so cold it seemed to freeze one's soul. Several dilapidated palaces stood on the lakeshore.

"Chaotic Mosquito Lake?!" Upon seeing this lake, the ancient saint exclaimed, recognizing this dangerous place where even gods had been buried!

Yang Jian, however, had a burning gaze and jumped off its back. "You don't need to wait. Just go back to the Heavenly Remnant Realm and ignite the divine fire yourself."

"And what about you?" The ancient saint returned to human form, looking at Yang Jian with some doubt. What kind of opportunity could there be in this place? Feeding mosquitoes?

Yang Jian glanced at the lake, then walked straight ahead without looking back. Only his voice echoed in the ears of the ancient saint, "After I have succeeded, I will seek you out."

The next moment, Yang Jian's figure disappeared into the lake, leaving no trace.

Curious, the ancient sage stepped forward and stood by the lake. In the lake, it seemed as if a prehistoric behemoth had opened its mouth wide, waiting for people to jump in.

Suddenly, as if Yang Jian's entry into the lake had disturbed something, the surrounding lake water began to boil, and countless red agate-like mosquitoes flew up, covering the sky and crashing around with a roar.

"God-slaying mosquitoes!" The ancient saint retreated rapidly. He could see that these mosquitoes had all been corrupted and lost their minds, but most of them had the cultivation of the Divine Fire Realm, which was extremely terrifying.

As they flew out, they brought with them waves of curse power, which made the ancient saint son ponder, because there were too many legends about the Chaos Mosquito Lake.

Some say that one of the Ten Fiends perished here and was buried at the bottom of the lake. Several mosquitoes absorbed his essence and blood, and through long years of evolution, he attained the Great Dao.

There are also rumors that in the previous era, an immortal was killed here by an enemy, and the pus and blood formed a black lake, which nurtured a swarm of evil mosquitoes.

Some say that this black lake was originally a filthy place from the time of creation, harboring misfortune.

"Could it be that he's heading towards the Ten Fiends at the bottom of the lake, or perhaps an enemy of the immortals?" The ancient saint realized Yang Jian's purpose and his expression hardened. If this succeeded, he would definitely be a top-tier divine fire being.

Without further hesitation, he manifested his true form as a roc and left this realm to go into seclusion and ignite his divine fire.

On the other side, Yang Jian was diving into the lake. Above his head, a scroll covered with intricate lines and dots was slowly rotating. It was the very essence of the Eternal Evolution Chart.

Upon closer inspection, the interwoven and extending lines resemble branches, and each dot is like a fruit. When they intertwine, they resemble a majestic tree that encompasses all things past and present.

Under the influence of this image, the mosquitoes in the lake remained motionless, ignoring Yang Jian's arrival.

Protected by the Eternal Evolution Chart, they descended another 40,000 zhang before finally reaching the bottom of the lake and witnessing the legendary sight.

The rumors that the ancient saint knew were mostly true. At the bottom of the lake, there lay the corpse of a blue-haired woman. Her clothes had long since rotted away, but the key parts of her body were covered in armor, which was actually made of immortal gold.

"Dark Immortal Gold." Yang Jian's gaze fell on the immortal gold armor. Even at the bottom of the lake, in the dim environment, its surface still had specks of dark light, remaining immortal even after countless years.

However, you can see that it has cracks, which are not caused by the passage of time, but by damage from a heavy impact.

Even more striking was the skeleton opposite the woman, as white as jade—it was a dragon bone!

Upon seeing the bone, Yang Jian's face lit up with joy. Under the protection of the Eternal Diagram, he quickly approached it. He saw that the bone was ten zhang long, with a terrifying and astonishing aura, and no flesh or blood remained.

Just like the legend, a real dragon broke off a piece of its bone here!

A woman, breathtakingly beautiful, lies dead at the bottom of a lake, her skin gleaming white and exquisitely beautiful; a dragon skeleton, ancient and radiant, exudes a terrifying aura that inspires dread. The combination of these elements is truly bizarre.

Apart from this, there is no other information, making it difficult to determine whether the two are enemies or allies. However, judging from Yang Jian's double pupils, this piece of dragon bone belongs to the True Dragon Clan, but it is clearly not the "Only True Dragon with the True Name" from the ancient Immortal War.

"This place is where I transformed, where I took the first step to ignite the divine fire."

Under the protection of the Eternal Diagram, Yang Jian sat cross-legged at the bottom of the lake. To his left was the immortal corpse wrapped in dark immortal gold, and to his right was the True Dragon Treasure Bone. He was in the middle, chanting the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Scripture while activating the power of his double pupils to resonate with the two.

From a distance, it looks like a Tai Chi symbol slowly rotating, with Yang Jian forming the arc that harmonizes the two.

Gradually, the aura of a true dragon was drawn in, and the immortal mist of immortality was connected, converging into a mass that enveloped Yang Jian's physical body.

This true dragon bone, the immortal corpse, and even the dark immortal gold were the first fuel he used to ignite his divine fire!