In the dark void, Chen Luo's soul lit up, and a brown root appeared on his chest, spreading outward in an incredible way. This root was the one Mu Jianyu gave him, and he put it into the cave gourd. He didn't expect that when his soul left his body, this thing also left the original time and space with him.

'What on earth is this?'

Chen Luo, who was supposed to be in a deep sleep, was awakened by the power emanating from his hair roots. Sensing the changes in himself, Chen Luo tried to raise his hand. The arm that was originally unable to move actually gained the ability to move. Looking at the dense veins on it, countless possibilities flashed through Chen Luo's mind.

"I was supposed to be in a deep sleep, and when I woke up I would have returned to the Corpse Immortal Dao era eight thousand years later. Was it this thing that forcibly woke me up from my deep sleep?"

He originally thought that this hairy root was the same as the one given to him by his master Changqing the Taoist from Yue State, and that they were both used to improve his spiritual roots. Now it seems that the hairy root is not as simple as he thought. No wonder Ning Chenye tried his best to snatch the hairy root from him.

Time is still passing quickly.

Chen Luo moved his other arm again. Both arms could move, but the range was limited and the effect was minimal.

At this moment, Chen Luo was like being in a rushing river. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of the inertia of the river water. Not to mention getting out of the water and swimming to the shore, the viscosity of the river water carried him downstream.

There is a bright exit in that place.

It is the Corpse Immortal Path eight thousand years later.

'What kind of river is this? It doesn't look like the Infinite Realm.'

When Chen Luo was in the Infinite Realm, he had come into contact with a river, a long river that could wash away one's lifespan. He had stored a small portion of it in his cave gourd, and he still had the river water that could wash away one's lifespan. Compared to the river under him, the river that could wash away one's lifespan was obviously not on the same level. It was like a fake.

'Can this river water be collected?'

'cannot!'

As soon as the idea came into Chen Luo's mind, the Cave Heaven Gourd gave him feedback. The speed of the response was so fast that he was a little slow to react.

'I am a drunkard!'

The spirit of the Dongtian Gourd emphasized again, as if the resentment that had been accumulating for a long time had finally been released.

'This gourd still doesn't work.'

Chen Luo took his hand away from the Dongtian Gourd with regret.

The roots on the body spread more and more, and when they touched the brain area, a ball of light appeared at the center of the eyebrows. This ball of light was like a seed, and after waking up, it spread quickly and intertwined with the roots on the chest. This was the root that had merged into Chen Luo's forehead a long time ago, and it also woke up under the influence of the root on the chest.

After the two forces merged, Chen Luo found that there was an extra force in his body. The area he could move in was also larger. He tried to swim but failed.

The river's inertia was greater than he had expected.

"It's still a little lacking in strength. If I could get another root, I might be able to swim to the shore and take a look at the scenery there."

Chen Luo glanced sideways at the river bank shrouded in endless nothingness, and a thought flashed through his mind.

The light at the cave entrance became brighter and brighter, and a long-lost sense of familiarity came into my heart. The next moment, an extremely strong pulling sensation came from the light point, and the soul body floating in the long river was like a small piece of iron pulled by a magnet, quickly breaking away from the river water and heading towards the cave entrance.

A gust of wind suddenly blew in the middle of the stone chamber.

The chains on the ground shook violently, and a circular cave formed by white light appeared on the top of the cave. A translucent shadow fell from the white light cave. The person was wearing a green robe, with flying hair, like an immortal from the lower world.

Buzz!!

An aura far beyond this era descended, and the terrifying power instantly filled the entire cave like an ocean.

Harmony with the Tao!

This was a realm that no one had ever reached in the entire Corpse Immortal Dao era. The shackles that had been suppressing him seemed to be unlocked, and a qualitative change from his soul occurred, unconsciously affecting the surrounding environment. Some strange things appeared in the dark cave.

"Ma the Butcher, I'm going to fight you!"

Ding Mao, who was hiding in the dark, suddenly appeared, roaring at the air with red eyes. This guy originally wanted to hide in the dark and observe the situation, but he didn't want to be affected by Chen Luo's aura, so he ran out and fought with his inner demons. No one knew what he saw.

Sensing the changes in his soul and body, Chen Luo closed his eyes slightly and recovered his breath bit by bit.

When he opened his eyes again, Chen Luo felt as if he had merged with the world. The giant sword on the stone platform and the surrounding array patterns became clearly visible, and he could modify them with just a thought. The boundary between legend and reality also became clearly visible.

"Returning from virtual to real, if the virtual and the real are all in my mind, then the change between virtual and real will be meaningless." After his breath subsided, the crazy Ding Mao next to him looked around blankly.

One second he was fighting with his enemies at home, and the next second he was back in the cave.

All the sealed memories returned, and the shock made his face turn pale.

"Who is it? How dare you plot against me!"

He looked around and did not notice Chen Luo's presence. For Chen Luo, who had entered the Hedao realm, Ding Mao could not sense his presence as long as he did not want to.

"So this is my 'Tao'."

Chen Luo stretched out his finger, and a translucent light appeared at his fingertips.

Circles of ripples like water waves fluctuated around his index finger, and the cave below was once again eroded by this strange power. The giant sword turned into a twisted object like algae, and the array patterns and iron chains all turned into flying insects.

A strange laugh echoed in the air.

Ding Mao, who had just woken up, fell into confusion again, and his eyes turned visibly red.

This gave Chen Luo a clearer understanding of the power of "Tao".

This feeling was not felt in the time and space eight thousand years ago. In the world of immortal cultivation eight thousand years ago, returning to the void was restricted. Although the cultivators of the Hedao were at the top, they were also restricted by the world. Only those holding immortal weapons could break this bondage.

But the Corpse Immortal Dao era eight thousand years later is different. In this era, the road ahead is cut off, and there are no stronger corpses. Anyone who wants to advance must find the corpses of ancient cultivators of higher realms. And the corpses of these strong men are basically all in the hands of the Upper Nine Sects, which is equivalent to controlling the source.

As long as the source does not flow out, it is impossible for a strong person who exceeds the Return to Void Realm to appear outside.

But now, Chen Luo has broken this boundary.

"My current spiritual power is equivalent to ten times the Return to the Void Perfection, and this is without taking into account the 'Tao'."

Estimating the poor level of his own cultivation, Chen Luo could not help but reveal a smile on his face.

The gains from this trip to borrow ancient knowledge far exceeded his imagination. He originally just wanted to take back the Dao from the silent Taoist, but later he found that the time and space eight thousand years ago could actually break through the Dao-combining realm. So he borrowed some experience from his predecessors and completed the breakthrough naturally.

"I don't know what happened to my physical body. I haven't come back yet."

After sorting out the harvest, Chen Luo looked towards the entrance of the cave.

When he borrowed the ancients, his soul and body were separated. His soul went to eight thousand years ago, and his body stayed in this era to help manage the Qionghua Sect. Now that his soul has returned, his body should have sensed it a long time ago, but for some reason, it has not appeared until now.

"Hahahaha!! I did it, Master Daoist, I did it." A crazy laugh came from the side, interrupting Chen Luo's thoughts.

Ding Mao over there didn't know what he saw, and the smile on his face was distorted.

A strange look flashed across Chen Luo's face.

How mysterious Ding Mao was back then, with countless clones and the original body was extremely difficult to find. He looked like a mastermind behind the scenes, and how long had it been before he became a fool.

Chen Luo walked over and slapped Ding Mao on the back of his head with his palm.

Chen Luo took back the "Heart Demon Dao" that was scattered around, and Ding Mao, who was half crazy, was stuck in the same place. A flood of memories came back to his mind again, and when he recalled his crazy behavior just now, his face turned pale.

"It's you?!"

Ding Mao raised his head and said something in a hoarse voice.

I laughed too hard just now and haven't fully recovered yet.

"You have taken back the 'Tao' of the Ancient Sword Sect?"

Ding Mao didn't know that it was Chen Luo's trick, he just thought that the Ancient Sword Sect's 'Dao' was not sealed well, causing the energy to overflow. This was also the subconscious cognition of the immortal cultivators of this era. It was almost impossible to break through the Hedao realm with just one 'borrowing ancient'.

Ding Mao had also entered the "Borrowing Ancient Formation" before, but he was sent back without gaining any benefits. There is a huge gap between the cultivation world eight thousand years ago and the current one. The biggest difficulty in the past was adaptation.

This step stumps 99% of people.

The situation that Zi Tianji and Mu Jianyu encountered in the past was still good. The unlucky people in the past were directly in other people's refining rooms, and they were sent into the furnace without even a chance to struggle and burned into residue. Just like Le Qingzhu and his apprentice, if they hadn't met Chen Luo, they might not have been able to fight against the old demon who enslaved them. Even if they won by chance, it would be difficult for them to leave the area where the demon cultivators were.

"It's going well. Is there anything happening here?"

Chen Luo nodded without explaining anything further to Ding Mao.

Until now, the physical body has not arrived, and the connection between the physical body and the spiritual body is also intermittent. This strangeness is obviously telling Chen Luo that something is wrong here.

"Of course something happened."

When Ding Mao heard Chen Luo's question, a gloating expression appeared on his face.

"Did you kill the Silent Taoist during the time of 'Borrowing the Ancients'?"

The Silent Taoist!

Chen Luo suddenly realized that the other party was sent back by him. At that time, this guy threatened to take revenge, but Chen Luo didn't take it to heart. Now it seems that he really put it into action. (End of this chapter)