In the central sea of the southern region, Lu Hao set up a mental barrier around himself and prepared to break through.
Sitting cross-legged atop the sea, Lu Hao thought back on the path he had taken. From his first kill until now, he had never regretted it. For his parents, for his own little family, he would wield this blade and keep killing to the very end.
The next moment, darkness appeared before Lu Hao's eyes—the origin space!
It was within reach!
Within that boundless dark space, Lu Hao seemed to see a reef floating in the darkness.
At the same time, an instinctive awareness rose within him: as long as he stepped onto it, he could break through Rank Nine and enter the Origin Path. Lu Hao did not hesitate in the slightest. Today, I shall enter the Origin!
Lu Hao's path was slaughter—to kill those emperors who threw the Three Realms into chaos, to kill those chess players who treated countless living beings as pieces, to kill the parasites of this world, and protect everything he cherished. Boom!
A thunderous explosion rang out in his mind!
In the void, Lu Hao's phantom took a step forward and walked into the darkness!
Rumble! A tiny island, barely large enough for one person, emerged from the darkness.
Lu Hao stepped onto the island!
Origin!
Rumble! The sound rang out again. This time, it was not merely in Lu Hao's mind—it also echoed above Earth. The sky above the entire planet trembled as a powerful aura shot into the heavens. The mental barrier Lu Hao had set up could not withstand its impact at all and was instantly shattered. The entirety of Magic City was pressed beneath that aura. Low-rank martial artists could only feel as though the sky had