The Secret Way of Immortality

Han Li broke out in a cold sweat, hurriedly diverting his attention to the Buddhist territory in the south, where he could sense the number of Black Goats accumulating rapidly.

The Black Goats released by Wuming were composed of Demonic Qi and were called "Heavenly Demon Heads."

In the Great Demon Heaven, Heavenly Demon Heads hunted monks for food, and after appearing in the heart of the Buddhist territory, they immediately scattered and rampaged.

The food chain in the Great Demon Heaven was simple.

Monks were at the bottom, living in the Buddhist land and worshiping the Buddha, while Heavenly Demon Heads were their antithesis, seemingly born from hatred.

During his thousands of years in the Great Demon Heaven, Han Li had to learn the Beast Penning Technique to adapt to the environment, but only the most rudimentary parts, and the traces of his body and soul's Demonic transformation had not yet spread.

After he came to the Stomach World, his Celestial official position took effect and suppressed the Demonic transformation.

Han Li noticed that the Buddhist response was very clever, directly choosing to sacrifice a large number of monks to be devoured by the Heavenly Demon Heads.

Clearly, the Buddhist sect was aware of the Daoist sect's destruction.

The islands suspended in mid-air began to move, flying towards the north, while countless flesh palaces were born, gestating monks.

The situation was indeed as Zhou Zuosan had expected.

The Supreme Heavenly Demon was thoroughly corrupting this world, completely becoming a pawn of the Three Dao Ancestors.

The Prison Warden Hall watched quietly, witnessing the world undergoing an unspeakable transformation, with the Black Goat herds sweeping across almost every corner.

In the short span of twenty years after the Daoist sect's destruction, the world's ecology was destroyed, and the heretical sects had no choice but to hide deep underground, concealed within the shelters left behind by the Prison Warden Hall.

Zhou Zuosan tried to slow down the Buddhist sect's invasion, but it was all in vain.

He felt a deep sense of despair, the Three Dao Ancestors in the clouds were like colossal behemoths, impossible for mortals to influence.

Rumble, rumble, rumble...

The earth-shattering movements intensified.

The Supreme Heavenly Demon soared above the clouds, opening its mouth to spew out black and yellow intertwined Qi, most of which was Demonic Qi, mixed with a small amount of Buddhist Qi.

From this, it could be seen that the Supreme Heavenly Demon's state was unstable.

The figure in the clouds flickered, the hideous and terrifying blood basin mouth composed of billions of living beings wriggled slightly.

Han Li's statement that "the Ancient Buddha Dipamkara will break away from the Supreme Heavenly Demon" did not seem to be a fabrication, the Supreme Heavenly Demon was indeed splitting.

Under the scouring of the Demonic Qi, mountains, rivers, vegetation, and rocks were all undergoing an unspeakable transformation into flesh.

The number of Black Goats surged, densely packed and suffocating.

Even though Zhou Zuosan discovered the flaws of the Supreme Heavenly Demon, he still could not change the outcome, the Heavenly Dao was like a mountain pressing down on his shoulders.

Demonic Qi seeped into the soil, the smell of blood permeated the air, and vascular-like vegetation could be seen wriggling everywhere, the environment of this world had already undergone a world-shattering change.

The Prison Warden Hall's presence in the Stomach World seemed safe, but in reality, it all depended on Ren Qing.

Currently, Ren Qing was in seclusion, his location unknown, but he was definitely buried deep underground, and the earth would sooner or later become a breeding ground for Black Goats.

Once the Demonic Qi interfered with Ren Qing, he would definitely be affected.

If he suffered a Qi deviation, the Stomach World could not remain unscathed; in the worst case, at least half of the billions of living beings would die.

To ensure Ren Qing's seclusion proceeded smoothly, the Prison Warden Hall could only actively attract attention.

Zhou Zuosan's mouth flowed with blood, the high temperature emanating from his brain caused the floor tiles to melt, and his thinking speed exceeded his own limit.

The Immortals and Gods were silent, they did not leave the palace, enduring the scorching heat.

"One hundred years, at most one hundred years."

Zhou Zuosan said in a hoarse voice, then countless pieces of information flooded into their minds, it was an extremely complex magical treasure.

The main material was actually thousands of Netherworm Root Spirit Veins buried deep within the Heavenly Palace.

"Let's do it this way, we can't just wait for death, can we?"

Song Zongwu seemed quite open-minded, after experiencing thousands of years of setbacks, looking back, he didn't feel any regrets, even if he had to die at the hands of the Supreme Heavenly Demon, it didn't matter.

"Heavenly Dao, ah."

"Heavenly Dao, visible but intangible."

"This old man, in this life, has really been at odds with the Heavenly Dao, first the Heavenly Dao Worm, then this Supreme Heavenly Demon, hahaha..."

Heavenly Daozi took a sip of fine wine, speaking half-drunk and half-awake, his hazy eyes not knowing what he was thinking, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Jade Blossom True Master was somewhat embarrassed, the worm tail coiled beneath him.

"Alright."

Mu Yi nodded, standing in the corner with Bai Gu Niang, holding their swords.

Li Yaoyang said lightly: "The Gu worms I've raised for ten thousand years can finally see the light of day."

The Corpse Fiend was expressionless: "The Underworld has no objections, anyway, I've already died once."

The Immortals of Sun and Moon echoed one after another, their relationship with the Stomach World was one of shared prosperity and shared destruction, they were the least qualified to choose to escape.

The Immortals and Gods reminisced like old friends they hadn't seen in a long time, seemingly unconcerned about the troubles brought by the Heavenly Dao, and then left one after another.

The magical item information conveyed by Zhou Zuosan was unprecedented.

The magical item was enough to reach the level of a Corpse Dissolving Immortal, resisting the Heavenly Dao might be a bit difficult, but protecting themselves from the erosion of the Supreme Heavenly Demon should not be a problem.

But they all knew that the Supreme Heavenly Demon was just an appetizer.

The emergence of the Supreme Heavenly Demon originated from the Moral Heavenly Lord, but the actions of the Three Dao Ancestors were definitely not targeted at the Prison Warden Hall, they were not qualified.

After all the Immortals and Gods in the palace left, artifact forging also began silently.

Only Grand Dream True Master remained in the First Heaven, he stared at Zhou Zuosan and asked: "Little Zhou, is the abnormality of the Three Dao Ancestors related to Ren Qing?"

Zhou Zuosan fell into a daze, and after a long time, he replied: "I don't know..."

He wanted to prevaricate, but then said dejectedly: "Everything indicates that the Three Dao Ancestors' target is Ren Qing."

In fact, even if Zhou Zuosan did not tell others his speculation, Song Zongwu and other Immortals and Gods had an idea in their hearts, but they did not say it explicitly.

Even if they knew that leaving the Stomach World would increase their chances of survival by several levels, they still chose to live and die together.

Grand Dream True Master did not pursue the matter further, glanced at Zhou Zuosan, and then walked out of the palace.

The entire Prison Warden Hall began to operate, forging magical items with a race-against-time efficiency, using all kinds of resources that could be piled up into mountains.

According to Zhou Zuosan's estimation.

The Prison Warden Hall had to use half of the resources of the Grand Dream Pavilion on magical items, and the number of cultivators mobilized was countless, even mortals could not be idle, planting a large number of auxiliary spiritual objects.

Seeing this, Zhou Zuosan used pre-made puppets to replace some of the manpower, to avoid errors in the magical items caused by forging day and night.

The Prison Warden Hall cooperated with the Heavenly Court, and soon reached a consensus with each other.

Although their artifact forging styles were different, under Zhou Zuosan's guidance, they could complement and benefit each other, and the artifact forging efficiency was extremely high.

In just a hundred days, the prototype of the magical item had already appeared.

A dragon bone-shaped spine stood beside the City of Wuwei like a mountain range, about a hundred meters long, with tens of thousands of cultivators all over its surface.

Birds and beasts transported resources, and artifact forging furnaces on the Lake Heart Island were lit day and night, with billowing smoke rising.

In the middle of the spine was a viscous gelatinous substance similar to bone marrow, made from Netherworm Root Spirit Veins, exuding a rich Nether Yuan.

The current progress of artifact forging was not even one ten-thousandth.

The artifact forgers needed to meticulously perfect the magical item, gradually shaping the dragon bone until it reached Zhou Zuosan's expectations.

Zhou Zuosan was equally busy.

He constantly checked the magical item, any mistake could lead to failure, and even affect the Stomach World.

When the artifact forging deviated, Zhou Zuosan would modify the artifact forging steps to guide the final shape from deviating.

The data he analyzed every breath, even with a third-stage brain, was still a bit overwhelmed, and his soul occasionally lost control, requiring pills to support it.

Mortals had to serve the artifact forging all their lives, and so did cultivators, even Immortals and Gods could not avoid it.

Fortunately, the time flow of the Stomach World provided support, at least there was still time.

Fifty years later, an mysterious pillar appeared next to Wine Lake, with countless complex patterns engraved on its surface, and a large number of cultivators were busy at the top, it would break through a thousand meters soon.

The magical item was named "Mount Buzhou", and the inscriptions were completely taken over by Immortals and Gods, just to make the patterns closer to the trunk of the Heavenly Dao Tree.

Mount Buzhou's functionality was mainly to assimilate the environment with Nether Yuan, as well as defensive formations.

Zhou Zuosan never thought of using Mount Buzhou to fight back against the Heavenly Dao, artifact forging was only for self-preservation.

He looked towards the Heavenly Dao Tree in the center of the Stomach World, the Heavenly Dao Tree's transformation had never stopped, but it was becoming more and more bizarre.

No one knew Ren Qing's state, why the promotion to Heavenly Dao was so tortuous.

Even if he was stuck in a bottleneck, it was impossible for there to be no news for thousands of years, could it be that the promotion to Heavenly Dao had already gone awry and failed?

As Mount Buzhou took shape, it gradually revealed a terror surpassing that of a Corpse Dissolving Immortal.

The thousands of Nether Spirit Roots inside the magical item merged into one, the concentration of Nether Yuan rose directly to the Earth Immortal level, even if Immortals and Gods sealed Mount Buzhou, the leaked Nether Yuan still drastically changed the environment of the Three Realms.

This was still an incomplete Mount Buzhou.

During this period, Zhou Zuosan's body and soul approached their limit.

Although his brain was covered by a magical item, his brain tissue had already begun to rot, with spots of black appearing inside and outside the brain, causing a foul odor to permeate the palace.

Apart from the artifact forgers who maintained it, only Grand Dream True Master understood Zhou Zuosan's situation.

Grand Dream True Master had repeatedly advised Zhou Zuosan that there was no need to keep the external magical item running, his brain could not bear it.

But Zhou Zuosan did not listen at all, preferring to have his three souls and seven spirits mutate and lose control.

When a hundred years had passed and Mount Buzhou was barely completed, Zhou Zuosan's brain had swelled to a hundred meters in size, and the number and weight of external magical items increased, causing his neck to also undergo artifact transformation.

Zhou Zuosan did not hesitate, his vitality was so weak that he could not afford to waste time.

He directly moved Mount Buzhou to the North-South Great Rift Valley outside through the Gate, followed by several artifact-transformed towns.

Mount Buzhou stood above the rift.

Nether Yuan, as substantial as it was, gushed out, and the flesh-transformed mountains, rocks, and vegetation immediately subsided.

The moment the soil flesh transformation disappeared, greenery sprouted, and Mount Buzhou also spawned rare and exotic treasures that could increase Nether Yuan.

Mount Buzhou stretched for tens of thousands of miles, and Black Goats that touched it would surely die.

"Come on, Heavenly Dao, come on!!!"

Zhou Zuosan let out an unwilling roar.

The eighteen towns were connected as one, surrounding Mount Buzhou, forming an extremely tight defense line, with Immortals and Gods sitting on top of the city walls.

Moreover, Mount Buzhou possessed the power of the Heavenly Dao Tree, and Incense Fire Immortals could also be born.

One by one, Immortals and Gods transformed into huge phantoms hundreds of meters tall, that was the accumulation of tens of thousands of years of development in the Stomach World, fighting against the Supreme Heavenly Demon here.

The Supreme Heavenly Demon's twisted face emerged from the clouds, one-third was a Buddha face, and two-thirds were a Demon face, mixed with countless goat hooves, accompanied by creepy goat bleating.

After noticing the Prison Warden Hall's formation, he did not reveal any emotions.

To the Heavenly Dao, Mount Buzhou was like a mosquito landing on the back of its hand, although it would affect the progress of Heavenly Demon transformation, it would not cause any harm in the end.

The Supreme Heavenly Demon retracted his head, and the Demonic Qi continued to surge.

The Immortals and Gods held their breath, staring at the clouds, only to hear dense goat bleating in the distance, a tsunami was coming towards Mount Buzhou.

The tsunami was composed of Black Goats, their limbs intertwined, and individuals were constantly squeezed into meat paste.

Zhou Zuosan exhaled, his eyes relieved.

The Demonic Qi had been somewhat restrained, it could be seen that the Supreme Heavenly Demon had decided to eliminate Mount Buzhou first, which was not threatening, but also affected everything.

Mount Buzhou, as a magical item at the Corpse Dissolving Immortal level, if left unattended, could purify hundreds of thousands of miles of land within ten years.

The Black Goat tsunami arrived in the blink of an eye, slamming heavily on the city walls.

Cracks spread out.

The defending cultivators were not afraid, picked up the flesh tentacles extending from Mount Buzhou, and stabbed them into the back of their heads, receiving a constant boost of Nether Yuan.

One by one, cannons dozens of meters long faced the Black Goat herd, Nether Yuan was compressed into ammunition, and landed in the tsunami, stirring up countless rubble.

The Demon Vein cultivators all wore magical items on their heads, remotely controlling giant puppets to fall outside the city.

The puppets named Giant Spirit God would kill hundreds of Black Goats with each attack, but their bodies would also be covered with goat herds.

There were also Heavenly Dao Worm cultivators from the Worm Vein, holding a sword mound shaped like a tombstone, who could control hundreds of flying swords to resist the Black Goats.

Rumble, rumble, rumble...

A crack opened in the center of the town, and hundreds of fortresses floated into the air.

During the fire tongue's sweep, smoke and dust filled more than a hundred miles outside the city.

The Stomach World had developed for ten thousand years, creating various war machines, and the types that had been preserved to this day had been verified by war.

Mount Buzhou's terrifying firepower actually suppressed the Black Goat's attack for a time.

However, the Black Goats were endless, the tsunami was boundless, almost forming a罩子,包裹住Mount Buzhou, leaving only a small gap at the top, where the clouds could be seen.

After the Black Goats died, their limbs and fragments were eaten by their own kind, causing the surviving individuals to increase their strength without limit.

"Baa..."

In just ten days, the first Earth Immortal Black Goat was born in the tsunami.

Its five-thousand-meter body blotted out the sky, and the Qi it spewed out almost broke through the formation, and most importantly, it was still getting stronger.

"Let me do it, it's time for these old bones to warm up."

Chen Changsheng stood out, the moment his flesh turned purplish-blue, his body swelled up, turning into a poisonous giant and punching off the goat's horns.

"Take care."

Heavenly Daozi sprinkled a cup of wine, the wine turned into mist and dissipated.

After Chen Changsheng left the town, his feet were already covered with Black Goats, his flesh was being frantically gnawed, even if he killed them with poison, the Demonic Qi would tirelessly drill into his pores.

It could be said that even if Chen Changsheng returned to Mount Buzhou now, his eroded body would indirectly cause casualties among his comrades.

"I am Chen Changsheng..."

Chen Changsheng stomped down with force, turning the area within a thousand meters into a poisonous swamp.

After he took charge of Buzhou Mountain, the Black Goat was no match for him at all; every drop of venom produced hundreds of millions of corpses.

But Chen Changsheng knew that the demonic aura within him could not be dispelled at all.

Seeing the jubilant appearance of the defending cultivators, he gritted his teeth and persevered, his memory seeming to return to his experience when he had just ascended from the well, leading his disciples to establish the Forbidden Soldiers Hall.

"Die, insects."

Chen Changsheng concentrated the demonic aura in his left arm, then forcefully severed it, trying his best to maintain his combat power without being affected.

One year… two years… three years…

In the fifth year after Chen Changsheng left the city.

Something unbelievable happened to the tens of millions of cultivators in the city: the founder of the Forbidden Soldiers Hall was once again submerged by the tsunami, but this time he didn't have the strength to push away the flock of goats.

Buzhou Mountain was silent.

All along, immortals and gods had been immortal and indestructible beings in the eyes of ordinary cultivators; they had never thought that they would actually die.

"Hahaha, my old friend Changsheng, I have kept you waiting."

Heavenly Daozi drained his wine in one gulp, and at the moment he stepped outside the city, he divided into ten thousand figures, wielding a sky-covering swarm of flying swords.

Only then did the cultivators realize that this disaster was completely without hope of survival.

The disciples of the Wuwei Taoist Temple showed grief and shouted in unison: "The Dao begets the Dao, the Wuwei Dao, disciples respectfully send off the founder!!!"

"That's really satisfying."

Heavenly Daozi waved his hand, and a gap appeared in the tsunami. Within the time the sword energy lingered, no matter how many Black Goats there were, they could not heal it.

The sword energy took on the momentum of a tornado.

The sound of artillery fire continued, accompanied by the Rebirth Mantra of the Wuwei Taoist Temple disciples.

Heavenly Daozi delayed longer than Chen Changsheng, dying eight years after leaving the city, but the overall strength of the Black Goat was still climbing.

Song Zongwu opened his eyes and was about to replace Heavenly Daozi, but his shoulder was held down by Li Yaoyang, who smiled and pointed to his eight eyes.

Li Yaoyang exploded, his body and soul turning into countless Gu worms.

Gu worms were related to life; once there were large-scale deaths and injuries, he could not survive alone.

Li Yaoyang persisted for seven years. At this time, the Black Goat swarm could no longer be resisted by a single immortal god. The Heavenly Court began to send Sun and Moon Immortals to cooperate.

Compared to the immortals of the Forbidden Soldiers Hall, the Sun and Moon Immortals found it difficult to sacrifice themselves for righteousness. They usually buried a wisp of remnant soul under the roots of the Heavenly Dao Tree.

The Black Goats completely surrounded Buzhou Mountain, and the increasingly intense movements could still be heard inside.

…………

Not knowing how long had passed, the Black Goat tide gradually receded.

The Supreme Heavenly Demon in mid-air was nowhere to be seen, and the faces of the Three Dao Ancestors appeared, scanning every inch of land with strange eyes.

Lingbao Heavenly Venerate pinched a Daoist seal and said lightly: "I smell its aura."

Yuanshi Heavenly Venerate smiled, playing with the sealed Supreme Heavenly Demon in his hand: "Two Dao Venerates, it was not easy to catch it after pursuing it through a dozen or so large and small worlds and setting up this layout."

"Although we encountered the Nameless Mist in the beginning, it was incomplete, but we joined forces to grind it into powder. We originally wanted to use it for alchemy, but we didn't expect it to run away."

Daode Heavenly Venerate was overjoyed, like reaching into a bush, rummaging through the corpses.

"Oh, someone is still alive."

They blew away the corpses, revealing the still relatively intact Buzhou Mountain.

Song Zongwu was covered in holes, his nearly ten thousand-meter body blocking Buzhou Mountain, and thousands of his arms were already withered and incomplete, but the arm protecting his chest was tightly clenched.

"Kill kill kill kill…"

Daode Heavenly Venerate pushed away the faintly alive Song Zongwu and said with a pity: "Just a ghost with no consciousness."

"If his true body came, he could be refined into a mountain-guarding Dharma God."

Their words didn't seem to care about this world at all; from beginning to end, it was just a trap set for something.

"Three Dao Ancestors, are you here to find me?"

The Three Dao Ancestors looked towards the source of the sound, which was a man sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Ren Qing's expression was neither happy nor angry, and the aura he exuded still had not reached the Heavenly Dao, but it was mixed with a chaotic and disordered aura.

"Nameless Mist…"

Daode Heavenly Venerate stared at Ren Qing, as if looking at a treasure.

Lingbao Heavenly Venerate said with pity: "I thought that if we gave you enough time, you could recover some of your strength, but you still haven't taken that step."

Yuanshi Heavenly Venerate shook his head: "Even if you achieve the Great Dao, you can't escape."

"When the Nameless Mist, which represents chaotic formlessness, merges into a mortal for self-preservation, it is impossible to struggle anymore."

Ren Qing was not flustered and changed to a reclining position.

"Supreme Dao Ancestor, I have a question I want to ask you."

Daode Heavenly Venerate couldn't help but become interested and nodded: "Interesting, speak."

"Was the Supreme Heavenly Demon born from your body?"

The Three Dao Ancestors looked at each other, obviously surprised by Ren Qing's words, but at the same time they felt a strange sense of unease.

Ren Qing suddenly understood: "I see."

"Then everything makes sense. Thank you, Dao Ancestor, for clearing up my confusion."

Ren Qing had been unable to figure it out.

If the Three Dao Ancestors' understanding was different from his own, then what was the indescribable thing he saw on the Ascension Ladder?

The Three Dao Ancestors' purpose was to find something, so spreading the Forbidden Soldiers Method seemed superfluous.

The previous conjecture that the Three Dao Ancestors were trying to restore the world was completely nonsense.

After Ren Qing got the answer from Daode Heavenly Venerate, he immediately realized that the so-called Nameless Mist was divided into four parts after death.

The Nameless Mist came to this world twenty thousand years ago and deliberately imitated the Three Dao Ancestors to give birth to three strange and inexplicable offspring.

They were the pseudo-Lingbao Heavenly Venerate "Wriggling Chaos", the pseudo-Yuanshi Heavenly Venerate "All Things Return to One", and the pseudo-Daode Heavenly Venerate "Mother of All Things".

The information stream was where the consciousness of the Nameless Mist was located, but it was secretly hidden in Ren Qing, which may also be related to the special nature of the transmigrator's soul.

The Three Evil Gods were responsible for spreading the Forbidden Soldiers Method and confusing the public.

The Three Dao Ancestors were afraid that the Nameless Mist would use this to escape, so they extracted some mortals twenty thousand years ago and completely sealed off this world.

When the time was right, the Nameless Mist gave birth to the Supreme Heavenly Demon again.

Deliberately letting the Supreme Heavenly Demon ascend to test the Three Dao Ancestors was actually a trick to cross the sea under cover, using the information stream to accelerate Ren Qing's growth.

In the end, the Supreme Heavenly Demon became a pawn of the Three Dao Ancestors, and also the bargaining chip for the Nameless Mist to attract the Three Dao Ancestors to this world.

The reason why the Three Dao Ancestors had some concerns was probably because they did not come in their true bodies and could not suppress the constantly escaping Nameless Mist.

As for the Buddhist sect, they were just pitiful worms who were passively involved from beginning to end.

"No wonder when I comprehended the Ascension Method, my soul sank into the ground. You Three Dao Ancestors are clearly in the outer heavens, right?"

"The thunder and high temperature disasters were originally to kill the Three Evil Gods."

Ren Qing patted the dust off his body and stood up, his body scattering like smoke in the wind. The faces of the Three Dao Ancestors suddenly became extremely ugly.

The Three Dao Ancestors soared into the sky without hesitation.

They were laying out a plan against the Nameless Mist, but wasn't the Nameless Mist doing the same?

This world had already been refined by the Nameless Mist, equivalent to its stomach.

When the Three Dao Ancestors came to this world, it meant that the Nameless Mist's plan had succeeded, and it took the opportunity to swallow the Dao Ancestors' avatars.

"Nameless Mist!!!"

The sky closed, and countless fleshy tentacles pulled the Three Dao Ancestors, dragging them directly into the depths of the earth.

The world covered in corpses began to change.

The sea of wine roared, and mountains drilled out of the ground out of thin air. A scarlet sun hung high in the sky, emitting scorching sunlight.

Familiar towns appeared, Buzhou Mountain fell apart, and was replaced by the Heavenly Dao Tree.

Ren Qing's voice echoed.

"Nameless Mist…"

"Forget it, I'll just call it the information stream."

"When I advanced to the Heavenly Dao, the information stream wanted to seize my consciousness."

"But unfortunately, how could I die because of this? Even if I suffered millions of years of torture, my consciousness would not waver in the slightest."

"After all… I'm not alone."

Ren Qing's consciousness slowly opened the hand protecting Song Zongwu's chest, which was full of the bones left behind by immortals and gods.

While resisting the Black Goat tide, Song Zongwu collected the corpses of immortals and gods. He had persevered alone for the last twenty years.

The bones floated towards the Heavenly Dao Tree, like a brilliant and boundless starry river. It could be seen that strands of thoughts were intertwined with each other.

Then, the Heavenly Dao fruit bore infants, and incense immortals gradually condensed in the roots of the tree.

The cries of babies rang out in the town, and the creatures in the stomach world returned one after another.

Ren Qing withdrew his consciousness. His planet-like body was in the boundless void, with stars revolving around the sun in the distance.

"Run, run, lest I be targeted by the Three Dao Ancestors again."