Unfortunately, both the ancient Heavenly Court's ruler, the Emperor, and the later Feathered Divine Dynasty, which inherited the Heavenly Court's legacy, suffered merciless blows and mockery from fate.
The Emperor was betrayed by his subordinates, faked his death to escape, and now no one knows where he is hiding in the universe licking his wounds.
In order to repair the Origin Cauldron of All Things, the Feathered Divine Dynasty killed the White-Clad Empress's brother, who ultimately became the first sacrifice after the Empress attained enlightenment.
Lin Yi sighed and picked up the Origin Cauldron of All Things from the ground.
A small ball of light flew out from one of the tripod legs, emanating a faint fluctuation of divine thought, "Master."
Lin Yi said with delight, "It seems all my feelings just now were wasted."
As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and held up the ball of light.
The ball of light circled Lin Yi's hand once, then disappeared from his wrist without a trace.
Bai Su's attempt to transform into human form failed, but she had broken free from the constraints of the Kunlun Mountain Formation and gained precious freedom.
Lin Yi's primordial spirit manifested and put away the Origin Cauldron of All Things.
Bai Su had already told him the safe route ahead: there was no need for the Origin Cauldron of All Things; the Gate of the Void was sufficient to handle any potential crises.
Two days later, Lin Yi was already far from the Valley of Ascension. He entered a relatively open area, with only a few majestic mountains ahead, which were not connected and had a peculiar terrain.
"Roar..."
A muffled thunderous sound rang out, and a three-headed lion, its body gleaming with golden light, stirred up a storm. With a single breath, it devoured all the vital energy of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of miles.
This golden lion was incredibly powerful, possessing the strength of a fifth-tier primordial spirit incarnation. With a roar, the wind and clouds surged, and the mountains trembled.
Its eyes shone brightly, and it spotted Lin Yi at a glance. It opened its mouth wide and took a deep breath, wanting to taste the flavor of blood.
Lin Yi felt as if his feet were rooted to the ground, standing still. Then he raised his head, opened his mouth, and let out a long roar to the sky.
This is the physical supernatural power he comprehended, the Heavenly Dragon's Roar of the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Dragon.
The almost tangible whistling sound formed layers of transparent ripples in the air, spreading rapidly from near to far.
For a moment, only the deep, desolate roar of a dragon echoed through the Kunlun Mountains. It was filled with endless vastness and an ancient, eternal aura of bloodshed and slaughter—the aura of the most elite hunters.
The golden lion trembled on the spot, revealing a look of fear, then turned and fled, running wildly towards a large mountain in front of it.
"Can you escape?"
Lin Yi used the Heavenly Dragon Escape technique to travel through the void, chasing after him at a leisurely pace.
The Golden Lion's destination was a towering mountain that reached into the clouds.
On this mountain grows rows of fire pines, their roots penetrating into the crevices of the rocks.
This is a unique plant species that resembles an ancient pine tree, but it thrives in fire-prone areas and grows mostly in lava fields, making it quite extraordinary.
At the foot of the mountain is a fire cave that spews out plumes of smoke and roars with flames.
A crimson dragon flew in, its body wreathed in flames, as if it had just emerged from a volcano, radiating an overwhelming heat wave.
Lin Yi released a powerful aura, with the dragon and golden lion baring their fangs and claws, exuding immense power, yet his body kept retreating.
At this moment, a roar came from the fire cave at the foot of the mountain, and the mountains trembled and rumbled.
Both the golden lion and the dragon showed fear and collapsed to the ground.
"boom!"
Fiery clouds surged into the sky, crimson rays soared into the air, as if ten thousand dragons were leaping. A roar shook the mountain, and a fiery red light shot up as a magnificent beast galloped towards them.
This was a dragon-horse, riding on blazing flames, its entire body fiery red, and it was extremely proud. With one hoof, it kicked the old dragon and the golden lion away, clearly very dissatisfied with their previous performance.
Then it let out a deafening roar, stepping on the sky, and kicked Lin Yi's chest with its hoof, which was bigger than a large bowl.
Lin Yi did not dodge. He extended his right hand and used the Heavenly Dragon Claw technique to meet the attack. His five fingers were also entwined with the Five Primordial Qi, which shimmered with various colors of light.
After the attack, Longma was shaken violently, revealing an incredulous expression. He leaped up and charged forward.
"Boom..."
The dragon-horse trod on the clouds and galloped for dozens of miles. Because it was so fast, it crushed more than ten mountains in front of it. Not long after, the sound came.
Lin Yi observed the horse from afar. It was fiery red all over, resembling a dragon's body, with flames raging beneath its hooves. Its body was covered in shimmering dragon scales. Its mane was fiery red and incredibly shiny, without a single stray hair.
Ancient books record: "The dragon-horse is the essence of heaven and earth. Its form is that of a horse with dragon scales, hence the name dragon-horse. It is eight feet five inches tall..."
This is a naturally occurring mythical beast, with only a handful of cases recorded throughout history, representing auspiciousness.
The Book of Shangzhong Hou: Wohe Ji records: "When Fuxi ruled the world, a dragon-horse carrying a map emerged from the river."
The dragon horse roared again and charged forward, riding on flames and clouds.
Its speed is incredible, like the wind and lightning, faster than anyone could imagine.
The innate five primordial energies between Lin Yi's five fingers transformed into a boundless Dao wheel that flew up, casting down rays of chaotic immortal light.
The dragon-horse stomped through the sky, its body crackling with flames, its crimson-gold scales shimmering and radiating light. Its two dragon horns clanged as it unleashed thousands of crimson sword waves that engulfed Lin Yi's figure.
The chaos was hazy and indistinct, like ripples spreading across water, seemingly fragile yet unshakeable.
Lin Yi stood calmly in place, the Limitless Dao Wheel atop his head.
No matter how fierce the wind and waves, I remain steadfast and unmoved.