Follow the path of Dao from infancy Chapter 1666 Chapter 421: Yellow Springs and Houtu, Primordial True Realm (Double Chapter)

Regardless, he possessed sufficient points for advancement. Even if Musical Rhythm were elevated to the Seventh or Eighth Stage, his State of Mind would remain unused for the present. It was a more prudent decision to channel this energy into refining his existing skills.

Should future progress falter, he might then contemplate a gradual enhancement of Musical Rhythm, alongside Poetry and Books, improving these two disciplines as well.

The Ancient Demon Battlefield, bathed in the glow of the setting sun, featured a modest, fenced yard. Smoke gracefully curled from the chimney, accompanied by the melodious strumming of a zither.

Time flowed in serene tranquility within this very battlefield, a place both dreaded and forgotten by countless souls.

For the two dwelling there, this secluded spot felt akin to home, a veritable paradise set apart from the mundane world.

Both were wanderers, devoid of any fixed abode; their home was wherever they happened to be together.

When these two souls were united, their shared presence constituted their home.

In the blink of an eye, seven years had swiftly passed.

The pair had resided within this battlefield of Yellow Spring Valley for seven years when, one day, as Li Hao was preparing Ancient Demon Blood Essence, the world subtly quivered, and an unusual fluctuation manifested.

However, this disturbance vanished as quickly as it appeared, like ripples on water's surface, almost as if it were a mere illusion.

Li Hao felt a flicker of surprise, casting his gaze around the exterior of the yard.

"No one can possibly enter this place,"

Shi Miao stated, adding, "A powerful prohibition has long been established outside."

Without the Spring Slash Emperor Sword, neither of them would have been able to breach the defenses.

"Then what was that disturbance just now?" Li Hao inquired, his brow furrowed in perplexity.

"That was a fluctuation originating from the Primitive True Realm; someone must have achieved ascension, stepping into the Primitive True Realm,"

Shi Miao explained.

Li Hao’s eyes widened in astonishment, and he couldn't help but voice his surprise, "Was the phenomenon that significant? It could even be detected all the way here?"

"That is precisely why the Primitive True Realm is hailed as the Foundation Establishment Holy Land of the Immortal Divine,"

Shi Miao elaborated. "The Primitive True Realm embodies the most primordial True Realm, where the Great Dao Origin permeates every corner, and an exceptionally potent Chaos Power resides. When it interacts and opens with the rifts of the True Realm, it resembles a searing hot iron plunged into ice water. The void power of the True Realm surges into the Primitive True Realm, and concurrently, the Chaos Power within the Primitive True Realm disperses, along with its original consciousness, which also spreads outward..."

She continued softly, "Within the Primitive True Realm, there are individuals tasked with managing the infiltrating void power to safeguard the realm from pollution. However, preventing the leakage of Chaos Power is an insurmountable challenge."

Li Hao seemed to grasp a portion of her explanation, mentally calculating the passage of time. They had spent seven years in the ancient battlefield, seven years since departing the Su Family. It was indeed around this juncture that the Su Family and other top geniuses from the Northern Domain would likely be entering the Primitive True Realm.

This observed fluctuation was most likely a consequence of their actions.

Shi Miao’s gaze lingered in the distance for a moment before she slowly withdrew it. She glanced at Li Hao, but remained silent.

Life swiftly returned to its peaceful rhythm. Li Hao and Shi Miao resumed their daily pursuit of Ancient Demon Blood Essence, their days filled with quiet companionship within the yard.

Seven years elapsed, and Li Hao's Musical Rhythm Dao advanced to the Eighth Stage.

As for his Cooking Dao, through persistent contemplation and practice, he achieved a breakthrough to the Twelfth Stage.

He had now attained his fourth Twelfth Realm of State of Mind.

Excluding his Physical Body Dao and Sword Dao, he had the potential to elevate two more Dao Realms to the Twelfth Stage.

Without question, Li Hao's primary choice for further advancement was Control Dao.

His selection for the second discipline, however, Li Hao postponed for the time being, leaving his Cooking State of Mind at the Twelfth Stage.

Another two years passed.

The scarcity of Ancient Demon Blood Essence became increasingly pronounced, with the acquisition of a single piece now requiring half a month. Li Hao realized that the supply of Ancient Demon Blood Essence in this region had been virtually depleted by their efforts.

Over these years, his gains had been substantial. Beyond elevating his Cooking Dao to the Twelfth Stage, he had also successfully condensed an impressive 121 drops of Primordial Spirit True Blood!

Li Hao dared not even contemplate the sheer magnitude of his power if he were to simultaneously unleash both his Primordial Spirit Golden Bone and True God Blood, maximizing his battle prowess in conjunction with the Time Blade of Carving Arts. The potential surge in his strength was immeasurable.

However, in Shi Miao's presence, thoughts of combat receded, replaced by a profound sense of peace and contentment.

"There is hardly any Ancient Demon Blood Essence left here,"

Shi Miao observed.

Li Hao nodded in agreement, his expression betraying no particular emotion.

Witnessing Li Hao's outwardly indifferent demeanor, a gentle light emanated from Shi Miao's eyes. She softly proposed, "Let us depart for the Primitive True Realm tomorrow."

Li Hao appeared taken aback and inquired, "Depart tomorrow? What about your body?"

"My body achieved complete fusion half a year ago,"

Shi Miao met Li Hao's gaze, a faint blush gracing her cheeks. She continued, "I refrained from mentioning it because I wished to prolong our stay here, and also to gather more Ancient Demon Blood Essence for you. Once we enter the Primitive True Realm, time will be an extremely precious commodity; we..."

Li Hao immediately understood her unspoken sentiment. He gently clasped her soft, small hand and replied, "As long as you are happy."

Shi Miao was momentarily stunned, her eyes gradually softening. This was the man she had observed countless times throughout the years, his character unwavering.

A smile graced her lips, and Li Hao reciprocated it. Many unspoken words and explanations were rendered unnecessary.

The following day.

Li Hao and Shi Miao stood side-by-side outside the modest, fenced yard.

"Back in the Mortal World, I was by your side, but at that time, I was not truly myself,"

Shi Miao gazed at the small, fenced yard before them. In the border city of the Mortal World, her reincarnated form, Ying Xiaoxiao, had also visited. A hint of nostalgia and reluctance flickered in her eyes.

After nine years of residency, this humble yard had truly become their sanctuary.

Li Hao looked upon the small yard, nodding slightly. An inexpressible sense of reluctance and attachment also stirred within his heart.

"When we return from the Primitive True Realm, we shall come back here,"

Shi Miao turned to Li Hao and declared.

Li Hao nodded in assent.

"I will protect it with utmost care; it must not be harmed," Shi Miao vowed, raising her hand to channel a potent surge of Time Power. This power enveloped the small yard, creating an intricate temporal barrier formation around it.

Li Hao smiled and remarked, "Even if it were to sustain damage, I possess the means to repair it."

"Absolutely not,"

Shi Miao stated with utmost seriousness, "It cannot be damaged."

"Very well,"

Confronted by her earnest conviction, Li Hao also nodded his solemn agreement.

"Let us depart,"

Shi Miao announced, raising her hand. A subtle luminescence appeared in her palm, seemingly in communication with a distant entity, invoking a mysterious power.

Observing this, Li Hao likewise silently invoked the power bestowed upon him by the Dao Origin Immortal Emperor within his heart.

Soon after, two fissures materialized directly above their heads. Within these openings lay an impenetrable darkness, exuding an ancient and vast intent, akin to some primordial will.

Concurrently, an intense and profound aura of Chaos surged forth, instantly making Li Hao feel as if every pore on his body instinctively opened, greedily inhaling the pervasive Chaos aura.