Follow the path of Dao from infancy

Chapter 1867: Chapter 499: The Eastern Domain Falls, Breaking Through the Barrier!

"Xiao Haotian has secluded himself again."

"It’s been a long time since I smelled the aroma of that Ancient Demon Flesh."

"Indeed, such a wonderful aroma. Who knew that the Ancient Demon could be such a delicious ingredient? If all chefs had Xiao Haotian’s skills, hunting Ancient Demons might become a spontaneous act, eating them clean!"

In the Ten Thousand Books Pavilion, many birds, celestial cranes, and spiritual deer whispered in conversation.

In the center of the pavilion, a young boy sat, surrounded by gray, misty law chains.

These law chains were not a single law, but a blend of many, time, space, the Five Paths, all intertwined, gathering divine light, turning into a cloudy gray, yet concealing a radiant feeling.

"Pavilion Master, what do you think?"

In the starry river atop the pavilion, four figures shimmering with divine light gazed at the secluded boy below, asked softly.

"In less than two hundred years, he has comprehended all the secret tomes within the Ten Thousand Books Pavilion, including yours, though not reaching the ultimate realm, but that’s not his problem, it’s a limitation of cultivation."

The dignified voice of the pavilion resonated softly, speaking calmly.

These four figures were the four secret tomes within the Ten Thousand Books Pavilion, all Quasi-Emperor Level Immortal Laws, which is rare for someone in the Immortal King Realm to comprehend, let alone cultivate to the highest level.

"Indeed, such a monster, I wonder from where the master found him, seems even more extraordinary than his direct disciples."

One of the figures, a seven-colored celestial deer, said thoughtfully.

"I’ve heard there’s a fluctuation in the world outside, cataclysm approaching. In such disasters, great destinies often emerge, perhaps this boy is one of those great destinies."

"The cataclysm ten thousand years ago, the master did not participate, always considered it a regret. This time the master is involved, hopefully nothing will go wrong."

"What are you worried about? Among all the Immortal Emperors, our master is the most enduring. Unless the whole True Realm falls, the master will be fine."

Thinking of the title of Immortal Immortal Emperor, they felt slightly reassured.

At that moment, a strange fluctuation suddenly emerged below.

"Hmm?"

Several figures, along with the manifestations of many secret tomes in the void, all looked toward the boy.

Only to see the gray divine chains surrounding the boy suddenly soften into a mist, then gradually condensing a cluster of flame within the mist.

The flame twisted the gray mist, seemingly of high temperature, absorbing many laws and melting them.

Instantly, the entire Ten Thousand Books Pavilion’s temperature soared rapidly.

"What’s happening?"

"No good, such scorching heat!"

"This isn’t Fire Dao, nor Flame Dao!"

The secret tomes in the void were stunned, scattering in fright, fearing they would be burned, as if a black hole was drawing them in to decompose and refine them!

"Hmm?"

The Ten Thousand Books Pavilion also sensed the peculiarity of the black flame, feeling threatened despite being a Quasi-Emperor Artifact, able to withstand it, but these secret tomes are uncertain, as they are merely Immortal Law Secret Manuals with immortal characteristics, not truly comparable to True Immortals in cultivation and combat power.

"Calm!"

The Ten Thousand Books Pavilion swiftly exerted a trace of Emperor’s Might, enveloping Li Hao within a hundred meters, isolating him.

Not directly stopping Li Hao, recognizing the boy seemed at the critical moment of breakthrough, thus unable to control his power adeptly.

"This burning power, melting and decomposing all the Ten Thousand Dao Laws, decomposing, but more like... returning to the Original!"

"This seems to be... Taichu Divine Flame!"

"Indeed, I’ve seen it in the Taichu Clan’s Divine Palace, left by an ancestor of the Taichu Clan, precisely like this!"

A white phoenix exclaimed.

It was originally a secret tome of the Taichu Clan, won by the Immortal Immortal Emperor and a Great Emperor of the Taichu Clan in a bet, a Quasi-Emperor Level Cultivation Technique.

"Taichu Divine Flame? A legendary flame capable of burning all things in the world, except for Emperor."

The other secret tomes were shocked; this was a closely guarded secret of the Taichu Clan, not mastered even by many of their prodigies, how could the boy possess it?

Could it be, he’s of Taichu Clan bloodline?

But these tomes gathered together, exchanging gossip usually, already discerned that Li Hao wasn’t of great clan bloodline.

"Could it be, he cultivated it himself? Or did he, like the master, secretly steal the Taichu Clan’s top secret?"

A curious secret tome, resembling a golden hedgehog, eyes gleaming, yet seemingly a bit sneaky.

"The master won through a bet, how could it be theft, mind your words."

The Ten Thousand Books Pavilion chided lightly, prompting the golden hedgehog to retreat sheepishly, though staying far away from the boy below.

At this moment, the black Taichu Divine Flame, surrounding Li Hao, absorbed and refined all the Ten Thousand Dao Laws around, a lotus faintly emerging within the refining flame.

The lotus had nine petals, each covered in countless dense vein-like patterns, clearly Dao patterns!

"What is that thing?"

"Did he condense that?"

"Rather than condense, it feels more like absorbing and refining the Ten Thousand Dao into being?"

"Ten Thousand Dao Lotus!"

The secret tomes hid in the corners of the hall, chattering away.

At this moment, Li Hao slowly opened his eyes, seeing a black lotus imprint flashing in his gaze. When he beheld the lotus within the flame, he smelled its peculiar fragrance, his whole being felt comfortable and clear.

"Cooking Dao, breakthrough to the thirteenth stage..."