In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path Chapter 1061

Chapter 1061: 423: Fengming Dao Domain!

The Demon Lord’s request, the presence of the Supre Daoist.

Chapter 1061: 423: Fengming Dao Domain!

The Demon Lord’s request, the presence of the Supre Daoist.

Chen Dengming left the Yin Ghost Mountain Range to find the mountains bathed in brilliant sunshine and flowers blooming like fiery flas.

After the Four Oceans Immortal Sect settled in, Immortal’s gateways rose from the ground, and markets sprang up on the ruins of old lands that had once suffered the ravages of war.

At night, nurous Spiritual Lights traveled to and fro, while during the day, mystic fog swirled around; mortals braved the wild beasts in the mountains, journeying thousands of miles from the lands of n in search of an immortal fate.

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Everywhere had returned to the flourishing and thriving scenes that once characterized the Cultivation World.

Yet, the people within the domain might never know of the grandeur abounding beyond its borders.

Just as those within a walled enclosure might never comprehend the wonders of the world beyond the walls.

The Five Dao Systems of Immortal Origin within the domain had already declined—it marked the end of an era and the beginning of another.

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Beyond the domain, the Fengming Tao Domain.

This appeared to be a massive Daoist sanctuary in the shape of a giant phoenix tree, floating amidst the dark Universe, emitting a strong Ling Yun that attracted the thin Spiritual Energy of the cosmos, forming a nebula-like beautiful glow.

Within the Dao Domain, mountains towered majestically, and the landscape was dotted with exotic flowers and rare herbs.

At the very heart of the Dao Domain, atop a mountain range shaped like flas, there was a blooming peach grove pervaded by an intense fragrance.

Many cultivators flew among them, so cultivating by the streams and others leisurely fishing on small bridges.

On top of the fla-shaped mountain range, a giant phoenix tree soared into the clouds, its canopy obscuring the sun and shrouded with an incredibly thick Spiritual Energy, which was hard to imagine contained imnse mysterious powers.

Whenever night fell, the tree’s canopy glowed with Spiritual Light, as if adorned with countless stars amidst its branches and leaves.

This was one of the domains of the Mahayana Supre Dao, the renowned Fengming Taoist, whose na spread throughout the entire domain.

Only three Supre Daoists presided over the entire Outer Domain New Ming Boundary Region, ruling for eternity.

The cultivators allowed into the Fengming Tao Domain were elites chosen from various Dao Domains or disciples personally accepted by Fengming, as well as top cultivators who resided there temporarily at high cost.

These people ca here just to be close and sense the occasional aura released by the Mahayana Supre Dao.

If they were fortunate enough to catch an immortal fate and occasionally listen to the teachings of the Phoenix Cry Daoist to his disciples, then the trip would not be in vain, as it might lead to significant breakthroughs.

That day, on Phoenix Cry Dao Mountain, an ancient Teleportation Formation trembled and burst forth with beams of light, and suddenly a tall figure dressed in black erged.

This individual had a majestic stature, dressed in fine garnts; black, shiny hair parted in the middle rested upon broad shoulders.

Beneath this black hair, his clear and translucent skin exuded an unusual Demonic Power.

The mont this person appeared, he emitted an incredibly intimidating presence, with lightning-like eyes that seed capable of swallowing one’s soul, and his sharply contoured face and thin lips exuded a sense of fierce determination.

Upon seeing the figure erge from the Teleportation Formation, the proud disciples and Elders of Phoenix Cry who had been waiting there showed humble reverence and imdiately bowed in salutation.

“We greet the Demon Lord, and welco the Demon Lord to Fengming Tao Domain.

We have been waiting for you here for a long ti,” they said.

The newcor was unexpectedly the Outer Domain Devil Lord, a truly surprising visitor.

Soon, this Outer Domain Devil Lord was respectfully escorted to the very top of Phoenix Cry Dao Mountain and settled into a guest palace that was completely built upon the roots of the giant phoenix tree.

Not long after, from a palace situated atop the giant phoenix tree, two resonant Phoenix Cry sounds were heard.

Imdiately, two enormous fireballs appeared atop the palace, their bodies covered in colorful feathers, radiating intense light and heat like two dazzling suns, too brilliant for anyone to gaze upon directly.

These fireballs revealed themselves only briefly, circling over the palace before returning to it.

However, they instantly made the whole Dao Domain seem like daylight for a mont, and both the temperature and the fire elent Spiritual Energy in the air rose significantly.

Within the Dao Domain, all the cultivators who were outside imdiately ceased what they were doing and turned to worship in the direction of Phoenix Cry Dao Mountain with fervent expressions.

“Phoenix…”

In the guest palace on the phoenix tree’s roots, the Demon Lord’s dark pupils, filled with pure Demonic Power, constricted, fixated on the Fla-Red Tree Palace above that exuded Dao that made him shudder.

At that mont, the Fla-Red Tree Palace, fashioned from the sturdy trunk of the phoenix tree, dispersed Spiritual Rain in radiant red, with Immortal Spirit Qi and a unique Dao Force drifting about, resembling a dazzling orb of light.

A majestic voice, reminiscent of a phoenix’s cry, drifted from within the Fla-Red Tree Palace, reverberating through the Demon Lord’s mind.

“Mo Luo, the Five Dao Systems of Immortal Origin from the old days have crumbled; you have been defeated, so why cling to your obsession?”

With a slight lowering of his eyelids, the Demon Lord expressed his respect to the Supre Daoist, responding ntally, “Phoenix Cry Daoist, you know my situation.

For many years, that shattered realm has been my obsession.

I’m willing to cut off all thoughts of good and evil, to enter the demonic path for its sake!

Yet still, it remains incomplete.”

A soft sigh ca from the Supre Dao inside the Fla-Red Tree Palace.

“That place is now just a small corner, where the past worth rembering has either perished or gone mad with delusion, leaving only you fragnted.

There isn’t even one Great Master capable of leading cultivators out of that corner.”

“Give it up; what’s past is past, and the old tis have turned to dust.

Our Dao Domain heralds the unfolding of a new era, the beginning of a new Great Dao…”

This voice seed to be the embodint of Dao itself, irrepressible, demanding submission, and perating the vast expanse of heaven and earth, reverberating endlessly.