Hu Le sensed and communicated with the origin of the innate Yin-Yang Dao in the dark, and even sensed the presence of other people within it.
These people are all just as qualified as him to attain the Dao Fruit of the Primordial Yin-Yang Great Dao.
Although he managed to secure the first position and was closest to the origin of the Great Dao, the people behind him were not far away.
Especially the second one, perhaps with just a slight breakthrough in cultivation, he could reclaim the first place...
Thinking about these things, a sense of worry returned to him.
So he reorganized his thoughts and silently began to deduce the secrets of heaven, trying to sense the origins and location of that person.
As someone qualified to compete with him for the Innate Yin-Yang Dao Fruit, he naturally needed to find out the other party's identity first.
In the darkness, he once again sensed the existence of the Primordial Yin-Yang Dao, and then, relying on the Dao, began to evolve the destiny of heaven.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he regained his composure, opened his eyes, and a flash of inspiration appeared deep within them.
"The Yin-Yang Ancestor of the Southern Wilderness!"
Hu Le murmured to himself, his gaze passing through the main hall and looking south, a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"Since he dares to challenge me for the Great Dao, he cannot be allowed to live..."
Hu Le withdrew his gaze, pondered for a moment, and finally made up his mind...
Filled with murderous intent, he went to the back hall, gathered the magical treasures he could handle, and drifted out of the East Sea, heading straight for the Southern Wilderness.
He went there for no other reason than to kill someone.
This has nothing to do with good or evil, right or wrong; it's just that the Yin-Yang Ancestor wanted to compete with him for the Great Dao.
If he doesn't make a move, and someone else gets there first, wouldn't that mean his future path has been cut off?
If the other party were to attain enlightenment first, he would either have to automatically disperse his Dao seed and start cultivating other Daos from scratch, or wait for the Yin-Yang Ancestor to fall so he could take his place. Otherwise, he would have no chance to control the innate Yin-Yang Dao.
However, changing to another Great Dao is no easy task; it's almost equivalent to starting cultivation from scratch, and it would take countless eons to regain the ability to sense the existence of the other Great Dao's origin.
So much time has been wasted, and other major paths may have already been seized by others.
After all, the practice of cultivating the Tao is all about "striving"—struggling and killing is striving, and seizing every second is also striving...
As for waiting for the Yin-Yang Dharma King to attain enlightenment and then perish, that's nothing more than a pipe dream.
Hu Le still prefers to keep the initiative in his own hands...
...
The Southern Wilderness is located between the South China Sea and the Undying Volcano. It is home to numerous kingdoms of varying sizes, including the Kingdom of Izumo.
This country was founded by the Yin-Yang Ancestor. The composition of its people is very complex. In addition to the Nine-Colored Human Race, there are also Mermaids, Skywings, and so on.
Although there are many conflicts between races, the existence of the Yin-Yang Ancestor gives them the power to suppress all conflicts, and the atmosphere in the country is relatively peaceful...
On this day, Hu Le arrived above the capital of the Kingdom of Chuyun, where a city called Yunjian City came into view.
He stood in the clouds and looked down. The Cloud City covered a vast area, with towering walls. Most of the houses in the city were built of huge stones, presenting a simple and ancient appearance. It seemed to be more advanced than the human tribes.
In the center of Cloud City stands a magnificent palace, with rosy clouds and auspicious mist flowing above and seven-colored vapors swirling below.
Hu Le quickly calculated for a moment, then leaped straight into Cloud City, finally landing in the Cloud Light outside the palace.
At this moment, the soldiers guarding the palace saw Hu Le descend from the sky and appear in front of the palace. Someone shouted, "This is a forbidden area of the palace. Unauthorized persons are not allowed to enter."
Hu Le ignored these words and walked straight toward the palace gate.
"Stop! If you get any closer, we'll have to fire arrows!"
After the warning was given, the guards on the palace wall immediately drew their bows and nocked arrows, the chilling arrows pointing directly at Hu Le.
These arrows are mostly forged using secret techniques, and are extremely sharp. Once hit, neither ferocious beasts nor cultivators with profound knowledge can gain any advantage.
However, Hu Le was not included in this list.
Hu Le ignored the warning and went straight to the palace gate.
"Release the arrows!"
At the general's command, arrows rained down on Hu Le.
Hu Le simply waved his sleeve, and the arrows that filled the sky paused for a moment before being pulled back by a force.
"Ahhh..."
Numerous exclamations rang out in succession, followed by a series of clanging sounds. The soldiers discovered that the bowstrings of their longbows had all been snapped by the returning arrows, yet none of them were injured.
These methods horrified the soldiers.
At this moment, Hu Le had already pushed open the palace gate, picked up his bamboo cane and walked in. After taking only a few steps, a group of soldiers suddenly surrounded him.
"How dare he trespass into the palace! He's courting death... Attack! Kill him!"
The leader gave a sharp shout, and a group of palace guards immediately drew their weapons and rushed towards Hu Le.
With a flick of his sleeve, Hu Le conjured a whirlwind that swept up the guards and carried them out of the city in the blink of an eye.
Finally, the gale subsided, and the group gradually awoke from their dizziness, only to find themselves atop a majestic and precipitous peak, surrounded by pine trees and jagged rocks.
"Ah! This is Yundu Mountain!"
Someone quickly recognized the mountain.
The crowd erupted in uproar upon hearing this.
They had all heard of Yundu Mountain, the highest peak in the Kingdom of Chuyun, but the key point was that this mountain was more than 90,000 li away from the capital city of Yunjian.
"This...this is truly divine skill!"
Remembering that everyone had been transported to this mountain by a strange wind, someone couldn't help but exclaim in admiration...
...
Inside the palace, a scene of music and dance filled the air, a picture of peace and prosperity.
The king stretched out his body, leaned back on the throne, and held a cup in his hand. The jade liquid in the cup rippled and was filled with spiritual energy.
The beautiful and dignified queen sat to one side, holding a ruyi scepter in her arms, watching the scene with a smile.
Inside the palace, a group of women were dancing gracefully to music. The high-ranking officials of Izumo sat on both sides, with tables laden with delicacies before them. Like the king and queen, they drank wine and admired the women's enchanting dance.
"Your Majesty! Something terrible has happened! A sorcerer has trespassed into the palace!"
Just as everyone was immersed in this enchanting atmosphere, a burly general suddenly rushed into the hall, shattering the peaceful atmosphere.
"What?!"
The king was taken aback at first, then flew into a rage: "Where did this fiend come from! How dare he be so insolent!"
The king is named Chongyu, the grandson of the Yin-Yang Ancestor. He also possesses some cultivation and has been on the throne for ten thousand years.
"Haha... Your Majesty, please don't be angry. Since a wicked person has broken into the palace, let me go and deal with him."
At this moment, an old man dressed in purple robes stood up from his seat and bowed to Chongyu.
"Alright! I'll leave everything to the Imperial Preceptor!"
Upon seeing the Imperial Preceptor Minglou step forward, Chongyu's anger turned to joy...
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