Severing one's body was the first step to achieving primal-chaos.
Li Yu's body was transformed into primal-chaos, becoming the source of all matter and energy, order and magical laws.
This was not only an increase in cultivation, but also a sublimation of the essence of life, an evolution of life form.
This was the path that Li Yu had forged himself. Achieving primal-chaos meant becoming the source of all the Heavens and Realms, space-time, matter and energy, order and magical laws.
"Judging from the current situation, the third blade of Spirit Severing won't be so easy to sever."
Li Yu finished his cultivation and stepped out of the Dragoneer Court. "I've been in the Golden Roar Tribe for a few years now. It's about time I went out for a walk."
Enlightenment regarding Spirit Severing was not something that could be solved by secluded meditation in the Dragoneer Court.
Li Yu turned and walked toward the side chamber. He planned to bring along the first batch of golden-armored beasts he had created.
As the Grand Dragoneer of the Golden Roar Tribe, it was only natural for him to bring some strange beasts with him.
With a clang, Li Yu opened the side chamber's door and walked into the golden-armored beasts' stables.
"Roar!
Roar! "Seeing Li Yu enter, the nine golden-armored beasts climbed to their feet and surrounded him.
"Alright, let's go out for a walk, I."
He waved his hand, and one of the golden-armored beasts suddenly grew in size, transforming into a winged golden Flying Rain-Dragon.
Li Yu stepped onto the Flying Rain-Dragon's back, then waved his hand to collect the other golden-armored beasts. Patting the Flying Rain-Dragon, he said, "Let's go!"
It spread its wings, and a wild wind howled.
The enormous golden Flying Rain-Dragon rose up into the air, soaring into the clouds and shooting off into the distance.
These golden-armored beasts were Li Yu's first batch of experimental subjects.
This was his first experiment, so he was naturally a bit conservative. He didn't let his imagination run wild. The modified golden-armored beasts were based on creatures that already existed in the world of Allheaven. They weren't too innovative.
"The reason I came out this time is to find the method of Spirit Severing."
The Dao of Spirit Severing was the key to whether or not Li Yu could sever his own body and achieve primal-chaos. It was a question that couldn't be taken too seriously.
Li Yu looked toward the south, and then focused on the border between the Black Lands and the Western Desert.
"There is a Frigid Snow Clan on the border of the Black Lands. They were originally part of the ancient Agarwood Tribe of the Western Desert."
Looking south in the direction of the Black Lands, Li Yu smiled and nodded. "In the Frigid Snow Clan, there is a legacy talisman that contains the Spirit Severing insights left behind by generations of Grand Dragoneers."
Everyone's understanding of Spirit Severing was different, and could not be copied.
However, the legacy talismans of the Frigid Snow Clan, which contained the enlightenment of generations of Spirit Severing experts, could be used as a reference.
"At the moment, Meng Hao still hasn't acquired the legacy seal of the Frigid Snow Tribe. I just want to join in the fun. "
Sitting on the back of the Winged Dragon, Li Yu flew across thousands of mountains and rivers to the Snowy Tribe's encampment. He was ready to join in the fun.
The Raindrakes were modified with the characteristics of Raindragons, and their flying speed was extremely fast.
Three days later, Li Yu traversed the vast expanse of the Black Lands to reach the outpost of the Frigid Snow Clan.
Up ahead was a vast expanse of ice and snow. In the Black Lands, where everything was black, it was very eye-catching.
Off in the distance, in the middle of this world of ice and snow, was an enormous city of ice. This was the Frigid Snow Clan's encampment, Holy Snow City.
However, at the moment, Holy Snow City was not calm.
Outside of the city was a vast expanse of ice and snow, surrounded by tens of thousands of Cultivators. There were Black Lands Palace Cultivators in black robes, as well as Western Desert Cultivators whose bodies were covered with totemic magical symbols.
Dozens of enormous Flood Dragons circled about in the air, roaring. More than a hundred enormous blue lions roared.
There were also tens of thousands of enormous black wolves, blood-colored tigers, and all sorts of other strange beasts. They surrounded the city, roaring.
"So, they're fighting!"
Seeing this, Li Yu knew that the Black Lands Palace and the great Tribes of the Western Desert had joined forces to unify the Black Lands. They were preparing to wipe out any resistance, and were preparing to migrate.
"Roar …."
It was at this moment that a wild roar suddenly exploded out from the north side of Holy Snow City.
The wind screamed, and Demonic Qi shot up into the sky. An enormous illusory Winged Dragon appeared in mid-air, its wings spread out as it lifted its head up and roared.
"Eee? What a coincidence! "
Looking at the illusory Winged Dragon, Li Yu smiled and shook his head. The illusory Winged Dragon appeared, and its Demonic Qi shot up into the sky. Other than Meng Hao, who else could it be?
"Hahaha! It's time for Old Devil Goldenbell to make his appearance! "
Putting away the Winged Dragon, Li Yu leaped into the air and circled around to the north side of Holy Snow City. Sure enough, he saw him there.
A yellow wind sprang up from the top of his head, and an enormous illusory Winged Dragon appeared in mid-air. Its Demonic Qi shot up into the sky, and it was incomparably powerful.
Next to him was a white-robed young woman, who appeared to be a member of the Frigid Snow Clan. Meng Hao was protecting the young woman from the Frigid Snow Clan as they fought their way through the encirclement and into Holy Snow City.
Under the awe of the illusory Winged Dragon, the Flood Dragons circling about in mid-air began to tremble and flee.
The black wolves and Blood Tigers pounced madly on the ground, but as soon as they reached him, they were corroded by an invisible toxic gas. One by one, they transformed into black smoke and vanished into thin air.
"Ah! Grand Dragoneer! Grand Dragoneer! "
When the Western Desert Cultivators saw the illusory Winged Dragon above his head, as well as the hordes of Strange Beasts, they cried out in fear and began to back up.
Up until now, Meng Hao had been in the limelight.
"You little bastard! Wherever you go, you want to show off! You've stolen all the limelight! Don't you think I've lost a lot of face? "
Li Yu chuckled. He placed the golden bell on top of his head, then began to stride toward Holy Snow City.
He acted as if there was no one around him, and he had no misgivings about the tens of thousands of Cultivators surrounding the city. He simply barged his way through in a domineering fashion.
"Make way! Make way! Make way! "
The words were familiar to the Cultivators, and yet they were terrified. They floated out into the world of ice and snow outside the city. Even the sound of fierce fighting could not drown out the words, "Make way!"
"Make way? You think you're the Golden Bell … Ah! Old Devil Golden Bell is here! "
The Black Lands Palace Cultivators loathed Li Yu's "Make way!" They were about to explode in rage when they suddenly turned their heads and saw a familiar figure. They let out a shriek.
Old Devil Golden Bell was infamous for his savagery! He was a taboo in the Black Lands.
Last time, because he had made way, the tolling of the bell had caused hundreds of thousands of Cultivators to be sent flying. Even some of the Spirit Severing Patriarchs had been affected.
This time, Old Devil Golden Bell was making way again. Who would dare to provoke him?
"Stop! Stop! "
The leader of the Black Lands Palace was none other than Patriarch White Bones. When he saw the familiar figure of Old Devil Golden Bell, he began to tremble in fear.
"Make way! Make way! Open up a path for Senior Golden Bell! "
Patriarch White Bones roared, ordering the Cultivators surrounding Holy Snow City to make way. In the blink of an eye, a wide road led directly to Holy Snow City.
"Senior Golden Bell, please! After you! "
Patriarch White Bones didn't want to be knocked unconscious again. He didn't want to spend an entire day and night sleeping in the world of ice and snow. He had no choice but to respectfully escort the god of plague, Old Devil Golden Bell, away.
"So, it really is you!"
When Meng Hao saw what was happening, he was speechless for a long time. "Other than Brother Li, who else could be so infamous? Old Demon Goldenbell is much more famous than my Golden Light Ancestor. "
As for the Frigid Snow Clan members in Holy Snow City, they were all scared senseless!
Old Devil Golden Bell … was someone they couldn't afford to provoke!
Last time, Old Devil Golden Bell had passed by, and then Holy Snow City had been destroyed. Will my Holy Snow City … be able to escape this time?
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