"Grandpa, run!"

The heart-wrenching cries of the last guard before he fell still echoed in Yun Yi's mind.

Night, heavy rain pouring!

The climate in the valley is very cold!

As a cloud, Yunyit has already become cold.

Ten days, from the imperial capital to this nameless valley. Thirty-six guards, each one fallen.

Yun Yi dragged his weary legs forward, the heavy rain stinging his skin. However, Yun Yi was already numb to the pain.

One step, one step, the ground beneath my feet is all mud.

He had no more strength left. Yun Yi didn't know what was supporting him now that he hadn't fallen yet. Perhaps it was the overwhelming hatred, perhaps it was the sight of his thirty-six guards falling one by one.

"In half an hour, in another half an hour, I'll be sixteen."

Yun Yi murmured, his sixteenth year held immense significance. He never imagined that he would spend his sixteenth birthday here.

But the pursuers after Yun Yi wouldn't give him half an hour, he had to find a hiding place in this nameless valley.

Yun Yi let out a breath and continued forward. After about a hundred steps, he was exhausted and couldn't go on. He leaned his back against the stone wall, preparing to observe the terrain of the valley.

Creak!

As Yun Yi leaned against it, the stone wall behind him immediately creaked. Though the sound was faint under the raging storm, Yun Yi still heard it clearly.

Yún Yì turned, and after discovering the stone wall, he saw fine cracks appearing. They were actually made up of pieces of stone stacked together.

Yun Yi pressed his hands against the stone wall, using his last ounce of strength to push down with all his might. With a deafening boom, the stone slab was pushed aside, revealing an inky black mountain beyond.

"Heaven helps me."

Yún Yì was overjoyed and hurried up the mountain. The mountain wasn't large, but it was enough for him.

Looking at the torrential rain outside, he recalled the Yun family's plight, the thirty-six guards' lives, and the pursuers arriving soon. With unknown strength, Yun Yi managed to lift those stones and stack them back in their original arrangement, completely enclosing himself within this mountain.

In a short while, over a dozen figures appeared in the valley. These people exuded powerful auras and moved like lightning. They were all cultivators at the sixth or seventh level of the Kai Ling realm, with one individual even reaching the eighth level of the Kai Ling realm.

"Captain, that boy must be hiding in this valley."

One person spoke.

"Search, the Marquis has an order, you must bring Yun Yi back to the Imperial Capital, and execute him along with all the members of the Yun family."

What the captain said was incomprehensible.

"Yes, Captain. Everyone listen up. I want a search."

Several masters scoured the valley. Their movements were agile, and even in this downpour, it had little effect on them.

Yun Yi hid in the mountain, not daring to make a sound. He peeked from behind a rock crack, looking out. The captain's words were heard by him every word, his fists clenched involuntarily.

Yunyì couldn't understand it. The Yún family, who had supported half the territory of Chu State for generations and produced three renowned marshals who shook Qi Zhou, why was their family in such a sorry state today?

Ten years ago, Cang Hai Yun Shuai (Yun Cang Hai) roamed the north desert, striking fear into enemy nations. However, he was struck by a stubborn illness, leaving him paralyzed. For the rest of his life, he could only spend his days in a chair. That was Yun Yi's grandfather.

Five years ago, Feihu Yun Shuai Yunjifeihu, wielding his Flying Tiger saber, stirred up the winds of Beimo. At the Great Dragon Cliff battle, he unexpectedly fell. He was Yun Yi's great uncle.

Then came Yun Feilong, the first genius of Chu State, who rose to prominence. He fought in the north for just a month and established himself as the renowned Flying Dragon Commander. He was Yun Yi's father, the pride of the Yun family, and the pride of the entire Chu State.

Ten days ago, the emperor issued an imperial decree summoning Yun Feilong back. Because Yun Feilong had shared a drink with the enemy general, he was falsely accused of treason and imprisoned in Tiangao Prison.

That night, the army raided the Yun Mansion. They grabbed anyone they saw and killed anyone who resisted on the spot. Yun Cang Hai realized the gravity of the situation. To protect the last remaining members of his family, he ordered the thirty-six guards of the Yun Mansion to escort Yun Yi out of the imperial capital.

Until now, Yùn Yì still doesn't know the current state of his grandfather. Whether he is alive or dead, all he saw when escaping from the Imperial City was the billowing flames above the Yun Residence.

The three generations of loyal and valiant officials from Yunfu, yet ending in such a tragic finale, how heartbreaking.

Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!

Yún Yì xīn roared, his eyes bloodshot, yet he dared not utter a single word.

"Captain, we still haven't found anything. The rain is getting heavier and visibility is poor in many places. It's very difficult to search."

A voice came from outside.

"Keep looking for him, that kid's just a useless waste who can't even awaken his spirit. There's nowhere he can escape to."

Then the captain said in a cold voice.

Unusable waste?

A cold smile crept onto Yun Yi's face.

The Lingtian Continent focuses on spiritual cultivation. Generally, people can open their spirits at the age of ten, known as the Opening Spirit Realm. If they haven't opened their spirits by the age of ten, they will be unable to do so in this lifetime.

People like Yun Yi, who are sixteen years old and haven't awakened their spiritual energy, are destined to be ordinary their entire lives and unable to pursue spiritual cultivation.

For sixteen years, Yun Yi had the hat of the number one waste in the Imperial Capital perpetually perched on his head. Even "tiger father, dog son" was a common topic for idle chatter.

But no one knows, being unable to open a spirit and not having opened a spirit, that are two concepts. Yun Yi is unable to open his spirit because he has never tried to open it.

Ancient books record that the First Heavenly Dao opened up sixteen times its own lifespan.

That's right, Yun Yi is the only one throughout eternity, a peerless Primordial Dao. This, apart from himself, only three people in the Yunfu know about it.

"He was immediately sixteen years old."

Yun Yi gritted his teeth. His dantian, dormant for sixteen years, was beginning to change. The Xian Tian Dao was about to open.

The Way is open, invincible throughout the world!

This is a record from ancient books, but because the Primordial Dao has never appeared, Yun Yi doesn't know what it will become after opening the Dao.

The rainstorm grew increasingly heavy, as if heaven was helping Yun Yi. After all, under such torrential rain, it would be extremely difficult for those people to search.

Time passed by every second. Suddenly, Yun Yi let out a crisp cracking sound.

Even on this mountain, if it wasn't for a downpour of rain, that sharp crack could likely be heard by those outside.

"Sixteen years, the Primordial Dao... finally it's about to open. Grandpa, Father, you wait for me."

Yun Yi's eyes began to flicker with a strange light. At this moment, he wasn't as excited as he had imagined before, because his heart, his... was already cold.

Yún Yì had once dreamed of many scenes where he would ascend to power. There were scenes of his Yunfu mansion brightly lit with lanterns and bustling with celebrations, scenes of countless high-ranking officials from the imperial capital visiting to congratulate him, and scenes of himself taking off the "son of a powerful father" label.

Only today's scene could he have never imagined even in his dreams.

But all of this no longer matters. Ten days of pursuit and escape have caused the noble lord's heart to undergo a radical transformation.

Buzzing...

Yun Yi's dantian began to stir. Yun Yi took a deep breath and quickly steadied his mind, knowing that his most crucial moment had arrived.

Yun Yi's dantian was quickly opened up. In the void, a white lotus platform appeared in his dantian.

The lotus platform emanated an incomparably sacred aura, causing Yun Yi's dantian to resemble the opening of heaven and earth. A divine flow of qi surged, permeating Yun Yi's limbs and bones. All his fatigue vanished instantly, replaced by a feeling of being brimming with energy.

And the moment the lotus platform appeared, information surged into his mind like water flowing.

Heaven and earth nurture creation, and creation gives rise to the lotus platform.

Nine lotus flowers bloom, each representing a different heaven.

These are four sentences containing the innate Dao, Yun Yi saw that on a pure white lotus platform, four equally sacred characters appeared: [Nine Lotus Platform].

According to Yun Yi, these nine lotus platforms are the root of the Primordial Dao, representing the nine great paths in heaven and earth.

On the lotus platform, there are nine arranged in a row. According to the information, as one's cultivation level continuously changes, nine lotus flowers will grow on the lotus platform, and each lotus flower represents a different spirit.

Yun Yi couldn't help but start to get excited.

Know that the spirit is determined by a person's essence. There are many types of spirits, such as gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, darkness, stars, evil, good, and so on...

Ordinary cultivation can only possess one spirit. In the Spirit Heaven Continent, those who can possess two spirits are geniuses among geniuses. If someone can possess three spirits, they would be an unparalleled prodigy, a rare and extraordinary being.

And Yun Yi's innate Dao, it could actually grant him nine spirits. This is simply outrageous!

Although the Nine Realms were not opened at once, this supreme potential is already invincible.

The path of enlightenment, unparalleled in the world, this phrase is not just something to be said casually.

It's hard to imagine what heights Yun Yi would reach if all nine spirits were awakened.

And if this terrible truth were to spread, who knows what kind of uproar it would cause.

Buzzing...

The lotus platform has arrived, with energy constantly surging on its surface. Inside the platform, a light begins to flicker, black in color.

Yun Yi held his breath. He knew, the first lotus was about to bloom, he was going to have his first spirit, and it would be a congenital spirit.

The black motes grew increasingly dense, swirling above the lotus platform. These motes emanated a powerful darkness, imbued with a frightening sense of malice.

Soon, a black lotus grew, and above it, a thick darkness permeated the air, giving one the feeling of plunging into hell's icy depths.

And the moment it grew in the black lotus, a message appeared again in Yun Yi's mind.

The Dark Spirit, able to absorb all darkness in the world and use it for itself, is the king of darkness...

The darkness surged forth, a violent power emanating from the black lotus as it flowed through Yun Yi's limbs and organs. His cultivation base began to surge uncontrollably under the onslaught of this energy.

Opening the Spiritual Realm's First Heaven.

Second Heaven of the Spirit Opening Realm.

The Third Heaven of the Awakening Realm.

……

The black lotus carries the most primordial dark energy, it is the source of darkness. The energy on it is not much, but the benefits it brings to Yun Yi are unimaginable.

Under the impact of the Black Lotus, Yun Yi's cultivation ultimately soared to the peak of the fifth heaven of the Kai Ling realm. Even reaching the sixth heaven of the Kai Ling realm was just a step away.

For sixteen years, Yun Yi did not awaken his spirit, but he was far from idle. He honed his physical prowess to a near-perfect state, enough to withstand the onslaught of dark forces.

And at this moment, after his cultivation reached the peak of the fifth heaven of the Kai Ling realm, his

became even more monstrous under the impact of dark energy.

Not only that, Yun Yi's entire demeanor underwent a drastic transformation. He was cold, domineering, like a king walking in the darkness.

Yun Yi knew that the first realm he opened up was darkness, and it had to do with his current state of mind. His heart was filled with hatred and unwillingness, which naturally led to the growth of a black lotus.

"Captain, there are mountains here, and I hear something coming from inside. That kid is definitely in there."

Just then, a voice sounded from outside.

The heavy rain had stopped sometime, and people outside finally found Yun Yi's mountain.

Bang!

As soon as the words left his mouth, the stone that had been blocking his throat was kicked away by a pair of wildly savage feet. Two figures appeared at the mountain entrance.

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