The Homeland I Have Never Set Foot In

When Gu Qingfeng learned about the Senluo Ghost Realm, he only said one thing.

"It's time to go home."

However, he did not head there immediately. Instead, he prepared to achieve the Da Luo realm.

He had originally intended to advance to Da Luo, but his rhythm had been disrupted by the sudden appearance of Leng Shiqing.

Of course, Gu Qingfeng was a man of great love and naturally would not stoop to a woman's level. Not only did he not punish her, but he even let her experience the joys of being a woman. It could truly be said that he repaid grievances with virtue.

After settling all mundane matters, Gu Qingfeng followed his original plan and headed directly into the depths of the River of Laws.

He took a diving leap right into the River of Laws.

The churning river water instantly transformed into materialized power of laws, crushing toward him like a rolling millstone.

But possessing countless laws himself, including the profound mysteries of many Immortal King laws, he was completely unafraid of the scouring currents at the surface of the River of Laws.

To fuse all these laws into his Demonic Dao, he had no choice but to dive deeper.

Entering the depths of the River of Laws did not feel like being underwater at all. Instead, it was like entering a world of laws, where various profound laws revealed themselves and struck with violent fury.

When he descended to a hundred zhang, he finally experienced the sensation of law erosion.

But it was not enough. It only eroded a bit of his skin.

He continued to dive. The law erosion grew increasingly intense, and as he reached a thousand zhang, the berserk laws had already eroded into his bone marrow.

In a brief moment, his body was torn apart by the violent laws thousands of times. However, it was harmless; he continued his descent in a state of being riddled with gaping holes.

The various laws within his body also began to riot, as if they had been infected.

If this were an ordinary person, their cultivation realm would have collapsed long ago, and they would be dead beyond dead. But Gu Qingfeng considered it harmless.

He had never relied on his cultivation realm, but rather on the accumulation of pure power. If his mere Golden Immortal realm collapsed, then so be it.

Only through total collapse could a new order be rebuilt.

He manipulated the collapsed laws, bit by bit constructing his very own Demonic Dao: the Eternal Demonic Dao!

Calling it a construction was a stretch; it was more like a hodgepodge. He forcibly fused all the Daos together, like an overturned palette of paints with every color jumbled into a mess.

What he wanted was extreme chaos and extreme disharmony.

While others' Daos emphasized smooth perfection and order, Gu Qingfeng was the exact opposite. He pursued extreme chaos and instability.

Just like primal chaos itself. Why was primal chaos so strong? Because it was the chaotic fusion of absolutely everything. Only extreme instability could erupt with extreme energy.

Under normal circumstances, this kind of extreme chaos was absolutely impossible for any living creature to control, but Gu Qingfeng was a walking cheat code.

Therefore, he could abandon all stability to pursue absolute power.

Extreme chaos creates extreme power!

Several days later.

The depths of the Xuanming Waters suddenly exploded.

A heaven-supporting demonic shadow burst forth from within. Monstrous waves surged, shooting straight up into the clouds.

Subsequently, the river water of laws fell from the sky like rain, but all the law raindrops seemed to fear that demonic shadow, scattering and retreating in all directions.

Not a single drop landed on his figure.

And this person was none other than Gu Qingfeng!

"Jie jie jie... Is this the Da Luo realm? With this kind of power, who in today's world can stop this Emperor!" Gu Qingfeng laughed arrogantly as he felt the Eternal Demonic Dao flowing around him.

He looked exactly like a great demon lord who had secluded himself for countless eras, finally mastered his demonic arts, and was now ready to destroy the world.

It was just a pity that there were no underlings around to cheer for him fanatically, leaving Gu Qingfeng slightly dissatisfied.

"It seems it is time to take in a few Immortal King underlings. Oh well, let us take a trip to the Senluo Ghost Realm. Those Immortal Kings are far too impolite; they have come to this Emperor's home yet do not even know to give a proper greeting."

........

The middle-to-latter section of the River of Laws.

Mist permeated the area, intertwined with black lightning. The terrifying river water of laws surged ceaselessly like stormy seas, emitting bursts of deafening roars.

The violent aura of laws raged like a tornado, tearing the void into pieces, leaving behind utter chaos.

Swoosh!

The White Bone Blood Skiff pierced through the sky, crossing into this forbidden zone.

Gu Qingfeng stood at the bow of the White Bone Blood Skiff with his hands behind his back. His gaze was disdainful, his figure imposing, and his black imperial robes fluttered loudly in the wind.

He took a deep breath of the faint ghost energy permeating the surroundings, feeling it refresh his heart and mind. He felt joyous, like a wandering son returning home, deeply attached to the soil of his homeland.

"Mm, there is no mistake. This is indeed this Emperor's hometown that I have never seen before."

He proceeded according to the route in Daoist Wenhua's memories, but right at this moment.

Four figures tore through the air, sprinting across this forbidden zone.

Leading them was a gloomy old man exuding a ghastly aura. On his back, he carried a bone club made from the leg bone of some unknown creature, and around his neck hung a necklace strung with nine skulls. He had a ferocious look, the type that could make a child cry with just one glance.

Behind the gloomy old man followed three people. One was a muscular man wearing animal skins with disheveled hair, holding a ten-foot stone spear and stepping on a fierce bird shaped like a Golden Crow. He looked like an absolute savage.

Another was an extremely voluptuous nun. Just how voluptuous? To the point where she could smother a man to death; they were several sizes larger than a human head. Of course, if such proportions grew on an ordinary woman, it would inevitably look extremely disproportionate, almost deformed. Yet, on this woman, it did not seem uncoordinated at all.

This was because the rest of her proportions were equally massive. Visually, she weighed no less than five hundred pounds, with every part of her being extra large and extra plump.

The last one was a young girl in white. She had a slender and graceful figure with a dignified and elegant temperament. From the back, she was absolutely a top-tier beauty, but looking at her face would destroy all of a man's fantasies.

Because her face was covered in crisscrossing, hideous scars, looking as if a bunch of centipedes were crawling across her face.

The moment Gu Qingfeng saw these four, he smiled. Were these not the exact ideal images of underlings he had in mind?

If these four became his underlings and stood behind him, firstly, they would further accentuate his own aura, and secondly, with their faces full of ferocity, they would look incredibly imposing at first glance.

When Gu Qingfeng saw them, their gazes also fell upon him.

They were momentarily startled. What an arrogant aura this kid had.

At first glance, they were drawn by Gu Qingfeng's condescending, arrogant aura. Such an arrogant posture probably could not be cultivated without having killed an Immortal King or two.

However, when they noticed Gu Qingfeng's cultivation level, they instantly looked at him like he was an ant.

So he was merely a Da Luo.

One must know that they were all Quasi-Immortal Kings, and the gloomy old man was even an existence at the Immortal King level.

The leading gloomy old man probably could not stand seeing Gu Qingfeng having such a low cultivation base while acting so cocky, so a dark glint immediately flashed in his eyes.

That dark glint was filled with a terrifying, intimidating power that struck directly at Gu Qingfeng's divine soul.

If it were an ordinary Da Luo, their mind would likely be thrown into chaos and their mental state breached by this single glance.

But the person they met was Gu Qingfeng.

That invisible gaze hit Gu Qingfeng like a wave crashing against a reef, he remained completely unmoved.

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