I Do Not Want Regrets; I Would Rather Become Someone Else's Regret

The One Word Arts generally shared one characteristic.

Once one's emotions reached their utmost limit and one successfully entered the threshold, the first supernatural ability manifested was almost always the strongest one they would wield in their lifetime.

The first time, it would connect to the traces left in this world by the great figures who had successfully entered the threshold of that One Word Art before. Some One Word Arts were particularly apt to stir empathy—such as the Fear Art and the Sorrow Art—and could easily evoke the feelings of other living beings.

Now that the Sorrow Art had entered the threshold, it manifested the phenomenon of sorrow blanketing the world.

At this moment, the strongest large-scale silence centered on Mount Kui and encompassed the entire Great Ying Divine Dynasty.

All cultivators could no longer cast any techniques. Those locked in fierce battle toppled to the ground together in terror, unable even to kindle a spark.

Cultivators flying through the air were forced out of their escape lights and fell one after another.

Today was likely the day with the highest number of cultivators injured from falling in all of history.

The Emperor Ying, a peak Dao Lord of such stature, was also thrown into a miserable state and could only rely on his physical body to withstand it.

His True Essence could no longer be used, and none of his runes could display any effect. All he had left was his physical body, stripped of every enhancement.

The most primal power of the flesh was power innate to humankind. It was power that even map-wide silence could not forbid.

Yet this most primal physical power was no longer quite the same as what people usually spoke of.

Because stimulating and burning one's blood and qi was also a