Perfect World: The Path of Pure Source

The altar burns, connecting the past and the present.

The indelible traces left behind by the former Ten Fiends ignited a new variable.

In a daze, the altar became whole again, no longer incomplete, and an ancient aura permeated the air, blurring the boundaries of the place.

Whoosh! Golden ripples spread from Yang Jian's third eye and double pupils between his brows. He actually saw some living beings fighting, and then he disappeared into the bronze coffin. The nine dragons pulled the bronze coffin from the altar, breaking through the blockade and escaping into the unknown world.

At this moment, he finally understood that when the Immortal Ancient Era was destroyed, this altar was a path to immortality, and Liu Shen and the others had evacuated from here.

On the altar, the various kinds of blood were shocking. Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly. If he could collect this blood, it would be of great benefit to his cultivation of the new method!

However, the dramatic changes had only just begun. Soon, the scene became even more blurred, and time began to malfunction, leading to an earth-shattering transformation!

On the broken altar, ten-colored immortal light burst forth, the void twisted, and the whole world seemed to be about to disappear. The six wheels of reincarnation left in the "Heavenly Eye" resonated with Yang Jian, who felt a pulling force.

In the scene on the other side, he saw the clock tower swaying gently, disturbing the shimmering waves of time; he saw the wheel of fortune turning in reverse, rippling outwards the waves of reincarnation.

The next moment, Yang Jian's consciousness actually left his physical body!

The body sat cross-legged on the altar with its head bowed and eyes closed. Only Yang Jian's consciousness was drawn out by the power surging from the altar and disappeared into the chaotic fragments of spacetime.

He saw those strange colored lights distorting the void, bursting open one large crack after another. There were also many ancient corpses floating in the cracks. Moreover, the creatures floating in different cracks wore different clothes and belonged to different eras.

"What's going on? The altar connects the past and the present, and since my physical body can't pass through, it's trying to send my consciousness there?" Yang Jian was momentarily dazed. Clearly, time was disordered and space was unstable in this place, connecting the past, present, and future. It was incredibly strange and a place defying the heavens!

Boom!

In an instant, the Heavenly Horn Ant Arm Bone, the God-Slaying Stone, the Phoenix True Feather, the Kunpeng Scale Feather, and the Thunder Emperor's Remnant Lightning transformed into five-colored immortal light, directly enveloping Yang Jian's consciousness and disappearing into a crack.

All the strange phenomena disappeared, and the dilapidated altar returned to its calm state, as if nothing had ever happened.

But there is a physical body sitting here, while the primordial spirit and consciousness have been taken away and flowed back to the past era!

Throughout history, some have descended from the future through this altar, while others dream of returning to the ancient past, stirring up ripples in the passage of time.

The future is quietly changing.

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"Kill! Slay these alien wolf cubs!" "Weak creatures of the Primordial Ancient Realm, our Great Dao has personally descended, its might overwhelming all. How dare you defy the heavens?"

"Repair my sword, protect my homeland, fight! Fight! Fight!" "King! King! The Immortal King!"

The noise, the chaos, the deafening, continuous explosions.

This is how Yang Jian felt after regaining consciousness.

The surroundings were in a state of chaos, as if some kind of war was taking place. Roars and explosions echoed from the sky, and torrential rain of blood fell from the sky.

"Where is this?" Yang Jian stood up and was surprised to find that he had regained his physical body, but it was made up of the remains of the Ten Fiends, and it seemed that he had possessed something.

Moreover, because of the Ten Fiends' relics as a medium, this new physical body is incredibly powerful, with a flawless Dao and perfect laws, reaching the level of a celestial god! He activated the Eight-Nine Arcane Technique, and at the same time, the Heavenly Diagram rotated, causing the Tyrant Blood to reappear and transform into his own form. This was an evolution of "looking down" with the power left by the Ten Fiends, which is somewhat different from his true body.

After regaining his familiar state, he looked around. A tattered banner was stuck in the ground, smoke from battle filled the air, blood flowed into streams, and one after another, corpses were impaled with swords and knives, a dark and endless mass.

Battlefield? Yang Jian's expression turned slightly solemn as he looked into the distance. He actually saw countless creatures fighting, representing all races. There was the clash of swords and the deafening shouts of battle, with blood splattering everywhere.

Beyond the heavens, celestial light shines through the ages, signifying a great battle between unparalleled figures. The aftershocks of each strike can cleave stars and bring down the sun, a truly terrifying sight.

On the ground, many alien creatures cried out, their voices shaking the heavens and earth, their battle cries causing great turmoil. It was as if two forces had clashed. One side resonated with the myriad paths of heaven and earth, their bodies surrounded by various seeds that evolved into different Great Daos; the other side was shrouded in gray mist, using various ancestral techniques and relying on the mist surging from the portal behind them to fight against the Great Dao of this world.

Extraterrestrial beings? Yang Jian had seen the remnants of immortality before, so he naturally recognized that aura. This was clearly the Great Dao that had been drawn from that realm, influencing the Great Dao of the Primordial Ancient Realm, and taking the opportunity to launch a major attack!

"Is this the Ancient Immortal Battlefield?" Yang Jian finally realized where he had arrived, but this was far too extraordinary and beyond belief. He looked around and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "I've dreamt of returning to the Ancient Immortal Realm and participated in a war that affected that altar?!"

The physical body is gone, but the primordial spirit and consciousness have traversed countless ages, going against the current, and arrived in this life amidst the changes in time and space.

This is not the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, but rather: the Primordial Ancient Realm!

This is what the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths looked like before they collapsed; it was a complete Great Realm.

"There's another seed of immortal energy there. Charge in and capture him!" "He carries the aura of the Ten Fiends; we can't let him go!"

Suddenly, as Yang Jian appeared, figures appeared in all directions, a vast and boundless expanse filled with living beings, all brandishing weapons and charging towards this place.

This war affected all living beings, regardless of their realm or cultivation level; anyone with talent would be killed!

The standard by which the alien world judges geniuses from the ancient primordial realm is their celestial aura.

Boom! In the next moment, black iron spears, gleaming longswords, crimson swords, and blood-dripping halberds all came crashing down before them—it was a massive army charging forward.

"Come!" Yang Jian immediately became excited, activated the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, and his purple domineering blood burned and boiled. Suddenly, a domineering god with three heads and six arms stood up behind him and pushed forward fiercely.

With his arms, he unleashed the Heavenly Ant Treasure Technique, evolving into the Prison Suppressing Handprint, golden palm and fist imprints crushing mountains and valleys; with his arms, he evolved the God-Slaying Stone Treasure Technique, the golden bow and silver bullets reappearing, hitting the primordial spirit with every shot; with his arms, he unleashed the Divine Phoenix Treasure Technique, the True Phoenix Sacred Fire burning the heavens and boiling the seas, charging forward with a five-colored halo!

He was a single person who simultaneously unleashed three of the Ten Ferocious Techniques. Amplified by immortal energy and domineering blood, he became even more terrifying, wiping out a large swathe of alien troops in a single encounter.

The golden handprint landed, creating a large crater in the army. Then, the light and shadow of the God-Slaying Stone swept past, causing many figures to freeze and lose their senses. Before they could retaliate, the Divine Phoenix Sacred Flame arrived, leaving the ground charred again.

"What's going on? He wasn't affected by the Great Dao of My Realm?" "That shouldn't be! Could it be that the seed he fused with is special?"

The alien army was surprised; this was truly a special situation, the first time they had ever seen cultivators from the ancient realms who were completely unaffected.

Kill! Yang Jian didn't waste any words or offer any explanation. He activated the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts and transformed into a golden horned ant with immense strength. He charged through thousands of troops, killing his way from east to west and back again. Beneath his feet, corpses littered the ground. Enemy bodies fell like wheat being harvested, wave after wave, and rivers of blood flowed.

A normal celestial being would unleash their cultivated immortal energy into a budding flower of the Great Dao. But he was different. His immortal energy was integrated into his physical body, and his body did not unleash a budding flower of the Great Dao. Instead, there was an illusory immortal energy accumulating within his body, which would occasionally bloom, transforming into five streams of mysterious, ethereal energy that burst forth from his body, soaring into the sky and rising straight up. He actually broke through the clouds and leaped into the heavens, entering the outer realms!

Five elements, three real and two illusory, encompass the universe, their appearance is chaotic and their form is illusory, shrouded in mist and clouds, boundless and limitless, profound and difficult to describe, vast and indescribable, overflowing and unfathomable, filling the space between heaven and earth; upon closer inspection, each of the five elements contains an object of a different color, namely, the golden ant bone, the crimson phoenix feather, the thunder emperor's purple lightning, the Kunpeng's black gold scales, and the silver light of the God-Slaying Stone!

Five colors and five energies converge to the heavens.

At this moment, Yang Jian seemed to have a sudden inspiration, and with a burst of inspiration, he let out a long, unrestrained roar, which was called: "The gathering of three flowers at the top is an illusion, the convergence of five elements is the true path to enlightenment!"

In the blink of an eye, someone noticed this place and shouted, "The Ten Fiends Bloodline?!"

"You cannot be allowed to live!" Soon, a young powerhouse from another region roared. Nearby were young powerhouses from the ancient primordial world whose bodies were surrounded by immortal energy, as well as alien royal prodigies whose bodies were shrouded in gray mist.

This is a battleground for geniuses, where every single one of them is no less than a being who has cultivated immortality!

At this moment, looking at the young genius from another realm charging towards him, Yang Jian had a premonition that the opportunity for him to cultivate a new path of immortal energy was right here!

Dreaming back to the ancient immortal realm, conquering all directions, amidst the blood and fire of battle, using the clash of different Great Daos of the two realms as fuel to forge the third immortal aura!