Once the Dao Lords made their decision, the [Other Shore] fragments that had originally been scattered in all directions gathered once more, finally transforming into six pieces sufficient to support the status of a Dao Lord.
[Sky Soaring]'s guess had been correct.
From the very beginning, the Dao Lord slots of the [Other Shore] had been set in stone. There were only six, leaving not the slightest opportunity for latecomers.
Chu Sheng's laughter blanketed heaven and earth, cold beyond compare. After all, the fewer the strong, the fewer Variables there would naturally be. In a sense, he was using the hands of the other Dao Lords to suppress the Variables. It was an open scheme, yet the Dao Lords had no way to refuse it.
"Kill! Kill."
"Who among the beings of the Light Sea lacks the intent to kill? Heaven kills men, and earth kills men as well!"
Star Palace. The stars that had once shone brilliantly had all dimmed within the Twenty-Eight Star Chart. Only wreckage filled the heavens, silently piled up in the depths of the cosmos.
What was most despairing was that the one acting was none other than this super Jietian's former protector. The dharma power Dao Lord no longer possessed his former grandeur, yet he was no longer bound by any restrictions either. His boiling radiance of dharma power had become the sole Greater Yang in this pitch-black cosmos.
It harshly, coldly, mercilessly burned all things.
Beneath the billions upon billions of rays he emitted, Golden Cores, Foundation Establishment cultivators, and Qi Refining cultivators were no different. All were ants. He bestowed death upon everyone equally.
Yet he did not slaughter indiscriminately.
After all, he still needed Star Palace, this "Dao lineage," to sustain himself and prevent himself from losing his way. Thus, the