Follow the path of Dao from infancy-Chapter 1007 - 209: Divine Bone, Desperate Situation (8K Request for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 1007 -209: Divine Bone, Desperate Situation (8K Request for Monthly Tickets)

At the same time, the middle-aged warrior had already stormed into the cave mansion of the Ancient Demon Leader.

With the eruption of the middle-aged warrior’s power, the Ancient Demon Leader quickly found himself in mortal danger.

Over this year, not only had Li Hao made tremendous progress, but the middle-aged warrior’s strength had also surged forward, not just recovering to his peak state but even surpassing it.

“Roar!”

Within the Ancient Demon Territory, as Li Hao and the middle-aged warrior invaded, those dormant Ancient Demons were instantly alarmed. They hastily roared and converged, trying to form a formation to resist.

But this only accelerated Li Hao’s pace of harvesting them.

The broken sword moved like a stream of light and shadow, its control over objects reaching a speed that spanned thousands of miles in an instant. Under Li Hao’s mastery of the Path of Controlling Objects, it glided through space like a swimming fish, causing no sonic booms—only delivering the silent, deadly precision of a grim reaper’s scythe.

The gathering Ancient Demons fell before Li Hao as if they were wheat being harvested.

His Primordial Spirit then leapt into action, moving even faster. Three hundred or so golden veins coursed over its form, emitting a faint golden radiance, resembling a divine being condensed from True Force.

In just a few minutes,

the Ancient Demon Territory was littered with corpses.

The Ancient Demon Leader was effortlessly slain by the middle-aged warrior, who then turned to attack the Second-order Ancient Demons, ensuring they posed no harm to Li Hao.

However, while Li Hao was cutting down Third Rank Ancient Demons, he also slaughtered Second-order Ancient Demons. By now, these Second-order Ancient Demons couldn’t pose any threat to him, falling in an instant before him.

Gazing at the scattered corpses of Ancient Demons, Li Hao and the middle-aged warrior exchanged a glance, each seeing joy in the other’s eyes.

Not only had they harvested so much raw material, but more importantly, both of them saw hope—hope to carve their way through the Ancient Road.

“Let’s rest first, no need to rush. Once we feast on these, our strength should see further improvement.”

The middle-aged warrior suggested to Li Hao.

Li Hao was already thinking the same.

Without delay, they parked the bronze chariot in the Ancient Demon Leader’s territory. Li Hao and the middle-aged warrior then claimed the area as their own domain and began to eat and drink.

“Next time, leave one alive to scout the outside situation.”

The middle-aged warrior rested on the ground and said to Li Hao with a grin.

After spending a year together and surviving the perils when they encountered the Zheng Demon earlier, coupled with Li Hao’s assistance and their ongoing journey, the middle-aged warrior silently kept this companionship close to his heart.

Unlike their first meeting, when he had regarded Li Hao as a junior, they now shared a mentor-compatriot relationship.

He had imparted all his battle skills, secret techniques, and combat experiences to Li Hao—leaving nothing withheld.

“Alright,”

Li Hao nodded, picking a slain Ancient Demon to cook and fill his stomach. He then gathered stones nearby, carving into them with the sharp claw bones of the Ancient Demons.

Currently, his experience in the Artistic Path and the Cooking Dao had both reached Tenth Stage Perfection. Any further improvement required a breakthrough in his State of Mind.

As for Fishing Dao being at Stage Seven and Chess Tao at Stage Eight,

both required specific conditions to accumulate more experience.

Of the remaining Poetry and Books, Musical Rhythm, and Carving, Li Hao chose Carving to pass the time while also gaining experience.

Life on the Ancient Battlefield Road was unbearably monotonous, leaving Li Hao with nothing to do each day besides eating, drinking, and carving.

This caused his carving experience to accumulate rapidly, especially when carving Ancient Demons, which yielded a massive amount of experience. Even carving the middle-aged warrior brought Li Hao substantial gains.

Now, his proficiency in the Carving Arts gradually caught up to—and even surpassed—that of the Fishing Dao, reaching Stage Eight.

“Once my carving skills mature further, I’ll carve a giant stone statue of you to place here, to commemorate your battles on this Ancient Road,”

Li Hao said to the middle-aged warrior.

The middle-aged warrior chuckled carefreely, “This place is a wasteland. Who would see such a statue here? I care little for such empty accolades.”

“The passage of time is long; future generations will always learn the truth.”

Li Hao smiled faintly. As a hardened veteran who had fought in endless battles here for countless years, he wanted to leave a mark of the warrior’s presence.

The middle-aged warrior understood Li Hao’s intentions and didn’t say much, though his gaze grew even more yearning toward the outside world.

Li Hao had shown him hope—hope of escaping. And hope, like the strongest poison in the world, once tasted, birthed an insatiable impatience and urgency to achieve it.

But as a True Immortal, he ultimately restrained himself. Though hope loomed large, a shadow of doubt lingered in his heart—fear that an Ancient Demon Commander might yet dwell here.

Time flew by.

The Ancient Demon population within this third Ancient Demon Territory numbered around three to four hundred. It took Li Hao and the middle-aged warrior half a year of relentless consumption to fully absorb them.

By the end of these six months, Li Hao’s carving experience had also reached Eighth Stage Perfection.

Above all, his greatest progress lay in his Primordial Spirit.

Initially marked by a little over 300 golden veins, Li Hao advanced to 360 within a month of feasting. Soon after, it appeared to reach a state of perfection, unable to increase further.

Despite continuing to devour the flesh and blood of many Ancient Demons without noticeable effect, Li Hao could feel that his Primordial Spirit had not yet reached its saturation point. It continued growing in power, its presence growing heavier.

No new golden veins formed; however, after consuming the Ancient Demon Leader, the potent essence and soul power it released caused an unprecedented transformation in Li Hao’s Primordial Spirit. The golden veins seemed to gather uncontrollably, ultimately forming a minuscule Divine Bone within his Primordial Spirit.

The Divine Bone was no larger than a fingernail, small and compact, yet it resembled a golden relic seed brimming with terrifying waves of Soul Power.

The Primordial Spirit was a metamorphosis of the Divine Soul, which itself was an enhanced form of the soul through cultivation.

Mortal humans possessed fragile souls, easily extinguished in life and death.

But cultivators who achieved the Divine Travel Realm could detach their souls, referred to as Divine Souls. Even if their physical bodies were destroyed, they could inhabit mortal bodies via possession and resist certain Demon Arts used by fiendish entities.