From Slaughtering through the Fierce Beast Tribulation to the Six Saints Attaining the Dao-Devour, Devour Without Restraint!
"You ask who I am?"
Qingyuan stepped into Zixiao Palace, his face expressionless.
His foot landed on the palace floor tiles, but they did not shatter.
The tiles vanished.
Darkness devoured them, skipping even the process of shattering.
With every step he took, Zixiao Palace diminished, and the darkness grew.
The runes within the hall went dark, the pillars dissolved, and the vaulted ceiling collapsed into the darkness.
"What point is there in asking those questions now?"
His voice echoed through the hall. It was faint, without emotion or fluctuation, as though it came from somewhere far away—or from within your own body.
Hongjun stood before that blank door, watching Qingyuan approach.
What he saw was no longer a person.
What he saw was an expanse of endlessly devouring darkness.
There was nothing within that darkness. Even the very state of "nothingness" had been utterly devoured!
That darkness was devouring Zixiao Palace, everything within the hall, and the final remnants of the Dharma-ending Era!!
It had no boundaries, no shape, no end.
It simply devoured.
Quietly, slowly, irreversibly.
Qingyuan had only one goal in his sights.
Transcendence.
He would transcend this time line, transcend these countless cycles, transcend this Primordial Wilderness that had repeated countless times.
He would attain the Dao—truly attain the Dao—no longer bound by any rules, entangled in any karma, or trapped in any reincarnation.
He would realize his true self.
And only one person stood in his way.
Hongjun.
"You cannot escape."
Qingyuan's voice was level.
He raised his hand.
That hand passed through the great hall of Zixiao Palace, through the defenses surrounding Hongjun, and through that blank door, reaching straight for Hongjun's origin essence.
Hongjun abruptly activated the Great Dao Grinding Disc.
A chaos-colored light erupted from the disc fragment in his palm, enveloping