Ding!
The Heavenly Dao's origin has reached its limit. Multiple origins detected within the host's body can be fused for advancement. Proceed with fusion?
"Fuse!"
Amidst the explosion, Gu Qingfeng answered without hesitation.
Though he didn’t fully understand what the system was saying, every fusion had brought him immense benefits—so why hesitate?
Ding!
Wind God Physique fused! Five Elements Divine Body fused! Demonic Buddha’s Chant fused! Damage Reflection Talent fused! Flesh Transformation Art fused! Illusionary Demon Pupils fused! Pure Yang Body...
Gu Qingfeng froze as he listened to the system’s announcements.
Weren’t these all the abilities he had painstakingly extracted from demons and monsters over the years? Why were they all being fused?
Ding!
Fusion complete.
Congratulations, host has obtained the [Primordial Sacred Body]!
"Primordial Sacred Body? All my abilities fused into just one physique? This is such a rip-off!"
Honestly, Gu Qingfeng felt cheated—until he received the details of the Primordial Sacred Body. Then, his eyes nearly bulged out of his skull.
Primordial Sacred Body: Born as a saint, a true deity, a sacred existence predating the heavens and earth. This is the Primordial Sacred!
The description was brief, but it was absolutely mind-blowing.
Gu Qingfeng could feel the Dao rhythms flowing through his body, countless laws and principles intertwining. His physique had undergone a complete transformation, now vastly different from before.
If he had once been a mere mortal of flesh and blood, he was now a sacred being.
Strictly speaking, he was no longer human—he had become a legend, a divine entity.
Upon closer inspection, a faint halo of sacred light enveloped him, his form now harmoniously perfect, his skin flawless like jade, untainted by impurity.
His looks had ascended yet another level, becoming ethereally handsome, like an immortal descended from the heavens.
Gu Qingfeng never imagined that his already peerless appearance could improve further. The Primordial Sacred Body was truly something else.
Beyond aesthetics, his strength had also evolved. While his raw power hadn’t increased dramatically, his repertoire of abilities had exploded.
He was now nearly omnipotent!
Ageless beauty, flight, earthwalking, turning stone to gold, reviving the dead, rejuvenating withered wood, summoning wind and rain, moving mountains and draining seas, invisibility, phasing through walls, size manipulation, shapeshifting—you name it.
Essentially, he now possessed every ability attributed to gods in legends.
Of course, these were all watered-down versions.
For example, reviving the dead wasn’t unconditional—it required an intact corpse, an unvanished soul, and a short time since death. Otherwise, resurrection was impossible.
At first glance, the Primordial Sacred Body might seem underwhelming—just a prettier face and a few extra tricks.
But that wasn’t the case.
The true horror of this physique lay in its foundation, its origin.
With this body, he was innately attuned to the Great Dao. While others struggled to comprehend the Dao as if climbing the heavens, for a Primordial Sacred, it was as effortless as breathing.
All laws and principles lay bare before him, ripe for understanding.
His cultivation aptitude was now god-tier—worthy of being called "Emperor-grade." Barring untimely death, he had a genuine shot at attaining the pinnacle of the Dao—the rank of Emperor!
In short, the Primordial Sacred Body was a direct ticket to the throne of an Emperor. Of course, becoming an Emperor required more than just talent—it demanded fortune, strength, perseverance, and more.
But regardless, Gu Qingfeng had already surpassed 99.999...% of all living beings.
To put it simply, the Primordial Sacred Body was akin to the Primordial Fiends born of chaos—entities predating creation itself. The only difference was that Gu Qingfeng’s current strength paled in comparison, since the Qing Realm was merely a minor world, incapable of birthing a true supreme deity.
On a side note, the Prison-Dragon Elephant Physique hadn’t been fused, nor had the Oath of Contract or the Truth-Seeking Eyes obtained from the Heavenly Demon.
Gu Qingfeng guessed it was either because these abilities were of a higher tier or because they conflicted with the Primordial Sacred Body.
Meanwhile, the explosion raged on, endless radiance flooding every corner. Gu Qingfeng couldn’t perceive his surroundings—he didn’t know where he was, couldn’t sense the passage of time. It was as if everything had been devoured by the blast.
All he could do was endure the bombardment and grow stronger.
Because the system’s notifications kept coming.
Ding!
Host is under attack by the Heavenly Dao Demon.
Heavenly Dao Origin +100+100+100+100...
The endless chimes were starting to annoy Gu Qingfeng.
"Damn it, how much longer can the Qing Realm’s Heavenly Dao keep exploding? It’s already turned me into a Primordial Sacred—isn’t that enough?"
Just then, the system’s tone finally changed.
Ding!
Heavenly Dao Origin has reached its limit!
Congratulations, host has become the ruler of the Qing Realm’s Heavenly Dao. Detected that the Qing Realm can fuse with the Dimensional Pocket. Proceed with fusion?
Holy shit!
Just like that, I’ve taken control of the Heavenly Dao?! That was sudden!
The system’s ruthless! It didn’t just drain the Heavenly Dao—it straight-up devoured it!
A huge thanks to the Heavenly Phenomenon Ancestor!
What a good... no, great demon!
If he hadn’t spent a thousand years in seclusion refining the Qing Realm’s Heavenly Dao into a demon, where would I have gotten such an opportunity?
"Fuse! Fuse it now!"
Ding!
Fusion initiated...
Ding!
Fusion successful!
Congratulations, host has obtained [World in the Palm]!
In that instant, Gu Qingfeng felt his Dimensional Pocket transform—expanding by billions of times, swallowing the entire Qing Realm whole.
From now on, there was no Dimensional Pocket—only the World in the Palm!
He had become the undisputed master of the Qing Realm!
As the system’s announcements ceased, the explosion finally dissipated.
The boundless radiance vanished, yet Gu Qingfeng still couldn’t tell where he was—because all he saw was emptiness.
True emptiness. No matter, no color, no direction...
He couldn’t even tell if he was standing or lying down, as this void lacked orientation or gravity.
"Where the hell is this?! Damn it, the explosion wiped out everything—even space itself!"
Gu Qingfeng panicked slightly. This place resembled the legendary Endless Void.
It was said that when space shattered, a true void would emerge—a lifeless abyss where no living being could survive.
Yet strangely, Gu Qingfeng felt like he could endure here.
Was it because of the Primordial Sacred Body?
Before he could ponder further, an ethereal spatial turbulence surged from all directions.
It was so fast he couldn’t react—in an instant, he was swept into the chaotic currents.
And just like that, he vanished without a trace.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
