Chen Fan nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "I did not inherit it. I merely suppressed it within my dantian. Senior, who exactly created this Supreme Restriction?"
"You didn't inherit it?" Hearing this, Fat Daoist's expression eased slightly. He nodded and said, "Whatever you do, do not inherit this Supreme Restriction. It runs completely counter to your Dao. If it exists, then you cannot. Because this Supreme Restriction comes from the Heavenly Dao."
"What? A restriction of the Heavenly Dao?" Chen Fan's expression changed at once.
Fat Daoist shook his head and said gravely, "The so-called Supreme Restriction is merely a tiny fraction that ancient immortals stole from the Heavenly Dao. It can never be complete."
"Was it because the Heavenly Dao discovered them?" Chen Fan asked.
"No. The Heavenly Dao itself is the Supreme Restriction—a perfect and complete restriction. It is called supreme, and it governs all things," Fat Daoist said solemnly.
Chen Fan's mind immediately thundered. In other words, the Supreme Restriction inherited in that place was no more than a trace of the Heavenly Dao stolen by the ancients...
He could not imagine any further. That would only plunge him into an even deeper maze of mysteries. Everything was like an enormous net; all things between Heaven and Earth were mere ants, while cultivators like them were scarcely even qualified to be chess pieces.
"Let's go. You already know too much. It will only harm you, never benefit you," Fat Daoist said with narrowed eyes, then stepped forward and continued on.
Chen Fan paused for a moment before following him.
They had walked for less than half an hour when six Golden Crab Kings appeared ahead, identical to the one they had encountered before. The rune curses on their two golden pincers were terrifying.
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