Those who learn from me shall live; those who imitate me shall die!
This voice was not particularly grand or vast, yet it shook the Sovereign's mind. Endless darkness seemed to ripple through his heart, radiating into a dim starry sky filled with infinite mysteries.
That starry sky was boundless and pitch-black, with only scattered starlight blooming faintly.
That boundless darkness was the "Martial Dao" he had seized, while those specks of starlight were his own Dao.
This Martial Dao was actually so terrifying that, with a single confirmation, it had completely covered all of his Dao!
Impossible!
Even if the Martial Dao was powerful and invincible, with the Martial Ancestor's life and death still unknown, how could the Martial Dao alone achieve such a thing?
Countless Dao Struggles had occurred throughout the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, yet nothing like this had ever happened.
The only possibility was that this Martial Dao itself had been a trap!
He had been deceived!
The Sovereign's heart instantly turned cold.
The indifferent voice continued to drift through the boundless, dim starry sky as streaks of purple light emerged from every inch of nothingness.
Amid the interwoven light and shadows, they formed an indescribable bronze mirror!
That bronze mirror was incomparably mystical, neither real nor false. Yet it appeared above his sea of consciousness, formed through the convergence of the Martial Dao, as though it connected to this infinitely bizarre and fantastical world.
The instant it appeared, an endless, crushing pressure froze his sea of consciousness!
Buzz, buzz, buzz~~~
As the bronze mirror woven from light, shadow, and purple energy emerged, towering waves rose within the dim sea of consciousness.
It was as though some indescribably majestic existence was about to break free!
The Sovereign looked over and saw his dim sea of consciousness