Dao Yuan Could No Longer Resist Using His Methods? A Supreme Strike Annihilated Everything

Each time Dao Lord Taichu annihilated a living being, each time he remembered a name, fragments of that opponent's true spirit—their memories—flashed through his Sea of Consciousness.

There were insights, cultivation techniques, life experiences, despair, longing for life, scenes of silent extinction...

The different experiences, techniques, Divine Abilities, and insights caused Dao Lord Taichu's aura to rise faintly.

He knew these were the gifts of those true spirits unwilling to vanish, the price those beings paid for having their names remembered by him. They were also the accumulated unwilling will gathered along this road of no return.

He advanced, slaughtered, and reaped harvests all the way. Dao Lord Taichu continuously fused those insights, techniques, and Divine Abilities, as though this were itself a path of cultivation.

As Dao Lord Taichu continued upward, Dao Yuan's face turned livid at the entrance to the enormous tomb atop the hundreds of millions of stone steps.

Beside him, an enormous black stone stele trembled faintly, releasing wisps of evil aura.

"Dao Yuan!"

"Your calamity has descended!"

"The chance for my revival is also about to arrive!"

"If the road of no return is entirely destroyed, I can lend you a hand!"

That voice was ancient and chilling, causing even Dao Yuan's body to tremble.

"There is no need for you lot!"

"I alone am enough to annihilate him!"

"..."

Dao Yuan seemed unwilling to borrow the other party's power. He abruptly rose to his feet, his hands moving in rapid succession.

In an instant, a blood-red longsword that made one's heart palpitate appeared before him. The sword trembled and evolved endless mysteries before plummeting toward the final stone step on the western road of no return and piercing directly into it.

"The road of no return shall break, and the myriad worlds shall merge!"