Follow the path of Dao from infancy Chapter 1667 Chapter 422: Seventh Direct Disciple, Chaos Law

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Li Hao and Shi Miao spent seven years cultivating in the Ancient Demon Battlefield, a period during which Li Hao advanced his Musical Rhythm and Cooking Dao, condensing numerous drops of Primordial Spirit True Blood. A mysterious fluctuation from the Primitive True Realm briefly disturbed their peace, hinting at others ascending. After two more years, with Ancient Demon Blood Essence depleted and Shi Miao's body fully fused, they decided to journey to the Primitive True Realm, first safeguarding their small yard with a time barrier.

"Your destination lies at the Extreme Dao Mountain of the Dao Origin Immortal Emperor. I shall seek you out when the opportune moment arrives."

Shi Miao turned his head, addressing Li Hao.

Upon observing the two distinct fissures, Li Hao instantly understood their separate paths.

"Do you require my escort?" Li Hao couldn't help but inquire.

Shi Miao offered a smile and replied, "You are unacquainted with the route, whereas I am intimately familiar with that locale. Simply await my return."

"Very well."

Li Hao concurred with the sentiment. They exchanged a knowing glance before stepping forward, each entering the fissure above them.

"Returning to Extreme Dao Mountain?"

As he plunged into the fissure, Li Hao had barely begun to experience its passage when a voice suddenly resonated within his mind.

Recognizing the voice, Li Hao knew the Mystic Turtle Emperor Soul had finally awakened. It had entered a slumber shortly after their arrival in the Northern Domain, and now, it was stirring.

"Indeed."

Li Hao responded mentally.

The fissure before him contorted, light surged, and the myriad Daos surrounding them shifted like an ebbing tide before abruptly vanishing, as if forcefully expelling Li Hao.

The moment Li Hao's vision cleared, he was met with an utterly breathtaking panorama.

Dominating the heavens, ten resplendent golden suns blazed with fierce intensity, their light a dazzling, multi-hued spectacle.

A celestial band of meteorites, akin to shattered stardust, refracted myriad glows across the void, painting a scene of unparalleled splendor.

Before him loomed a colossal, majestic Immortal Mountain, its peak soaring grandly amidst the swirling clouds and ethereal mist.

Supporting this magnificent edifice was an immense, colossal black turtle. Were it not for Li Hao's refined True God Blood and his potent Primordial Spirit Penetration Power, he would have been unable to discern even fragments of this behemoth's form within the Primordial True Realm; to the naked eye, it would appear merely as an enormous, dark boulder.

As Li Hao stood in awe of the spectacle, an Emperor Scale detached itself from his chest, revealing itself to be the Mystic Turtle Emperor Soul.

It emanated a radiant glow, and the colossal black turtle seemed to sense its presence, its massive form shifting slightly, causing the very earth to tremble.

Li Hao was immediately assailed by a terrifying pressure, akin to a tidal wave, imbued with an undeniable Emperor's Might.

"Let us proceed."

The Mystic Turtle Emperor Soul chuckled softly, "I have already extended my greetings to this young one. It now recognizes you; in the future, you may ascend the mountain directly."

Feeling the Emperor's Might that was scrutinizing him, Li Hao was astonished. Was this potent aura emanating from the colossal turtle?

Yet, this aura bore no trace of malice. Li Hao ventured, "This... this elder giant turtle, is it at the Quasi-Emperor Realm?"

A Quasi-Emperor Realm giant turtle bearing an Immortal Mountain – could this truly be the cultivation sanctuary of the Dao Origin Immortal Emperor?

Li Hao's internal shock was beyond measure.

"Indeed."

The Mystic Turtle Emperor Soul stated, "Regrettably, it treads a path similar to mine, and the Quasi-Emperor Realm represents its ultimate pinnacle, with no further avenue for advancement."

Knowing that the Mystic Turtle Emperor Soul had once been an Immortal Emperor, Li Hao, perplexed, inquired, "Why? If it follows your path, should it not also attain emperorship?"

"The era has shifted. My Emperor's Road is no longer easily forged, and its comprehension is lacking."

The Mystic Turtle Emperor Soul shook its head, releasing a surge of power, and guided Li Hao towards the Immortal Mountain atop the colossal black turtle.

Its voice, unreserved, carried downwards, eliciting a low rumble from the black giant turtle, a sound of apparent displeasure, clear and resonant as a deep-sea whale's call, echoing across the heavens and earth.

Hearing the response, the Mystic Turtle Emperor Soul couldn't help but erupt in laughter, its tone laced with affection and warmth:

"Little one, you remain unconvinced? I have now brought forth a prodigy of monstrous talent. Why not engage in a contest, and let us see who attains emperorship first?"

Li Hao stood utterly bewildered by these words.

Was it referring to him?

In the ensuing moment, a gaze of terrifying intensity fell upon him.

Though devoid of malice, that gaze made no attempt to conceal its aura, causing Li Hao's hair to stand on end.

Previously, when Su Zhenyuan and Lin Daogong had appeared before him, they had exercised considerable restraint, their auras carefully concealed. Li Hao had even harbored the suspicion that what stood before him might not be their true forms but mere avatars, which explained their seemingly approachable demeanor unless they deliberately displayed their might.

However, the aura emanating from this black giant turtle was utterly unrestrained. Its mere presence was suffocating for Li Hao, as if his chest were submerged in the deepest ocean, making each breath a struggle.

Once more, a low, whale-like cry resounded, causing Li Hao's blood and Qi to churn violently.

The Mystic Turtle Emperor Soul chuckled, "Very well, then we shall await the outcome. He possesses a soul life of merely a hundred years. Do not let him achieve emperorship while you are still burdened with carrying this mountain."

Li Hao: "..."

"Brother, why don't you just go back to sleep?"

Li Hao broke out in a cold sweat.

Soon, the snow-white Mystic Turtle Emperor Soul guided Li Hao through the protective barriers encircling the Immortal Mountain, ushering him within its confines.

Inside the Immortal Mountain, Immortal Trees stood in profusion, and exotic flowers and herbs flourished, releasing their intoxicating fragrances. At its heart lay an ancient, majestic staircase, ascending directly to the mountain's summit.

Along the slopes flanking this venerable path were numerous Dao arenas, where countless figures were engrossed in study and cultivation. Above them, countless mystical phenomena, born from Immortal Techniques and the Great Dao Origin, manifested as projections, perpetually unfolding. They were engaged in deducing Immortal Techniques and comprehending the Tao Realm.

The surrounding atmosphere was thick with the aura of Chaos and potent immortal power. Li Hao felt his pores relax, and without any conscious effort, these immortal powers seeped into his being, naturally integrating with his body.

Earlier, within the Su Family's Immortal Courtyard, Li Hao had perceived the immortal power as abundant, but here, it was several times more concentrated. Compared to the cultivation grounds of lesser families, it was hundreds of times more plentiful.

It was no wonder this place could effortlessly nurture prodigies of the highest caliber. Countless geniuses yearned for entry here, and even among the top hundred great families of the True Realm, all harbored a fervent desire to gain a foothold within the Primordial True Realm.

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