Li Qingyun looked again at his right palm. Not even the faintest trace of the vertical eye remained there.
According to his deductions, that vertical eye and the sacrificial ritual had both been the work of the lingering remnant will of Heng Ancestor's Two Lifetimes Body. Yet when it encountered the strange figure of the First Lifetime Body, it had been devoured.
"By a fortunate blunder, I've completely resolved the hidden danger of the vertical-eye mark. Next, I only need to use the power of the Eternal path to test the methods of the Myriad Heng Realm. Once I've deduced them clearly, I can open up the Myriad Heng road of the native Dao..."
He had always been clear about his own place.
He would never become nourishment for some age-spanning scheme!
Even if, tracing his origins to their source, his birth had been a derivative of Heng Ancestor's will, this life had come into the world naked and bare. It was destined never again to be anyone's appendage, much less anyone's material!
He had battled heaven and earth all the way, hacking through brambles and thorns to reach this point. He, Li Qingyun, would never allow anyone to press down upon his head, become saint or ancestor, and toy with him at will!
He would naturally use the native Dao to crush everything in his path!
Over the next half year, Myriad Origin Star and even the First Sequence Ring Chain entered a rare period of calm.
Outside, Wuze was engulfed in war. Here alone lay a heavy, hard-won peace!
After two great upheavals that seemed to involve Myriad Heng Level beings striking again, the Eternal Clan lost control over every Sequence Ring Chain.
Except for the First Sequence Ring Chain.
For some unknown reason, Wuze had suffered