Of those capable of swimming freely through the deep sea of the Heavenly Dao, only one Demon Race member had been known before—Mi Zhiben.
And now, there was another—
A Human Race member, Jiang Wang!
At the moment he attempted to reach the summit in Qi Xianglin, a path belonging to him alone had formed between himself and the transcendent pinnacle of the Demon Realm—the limit of cultivation in this world.
Even if he could cross it in a single step, it was still a pinnacle road that existed on its own.
Everything else was unrelated to it.
Except for Qi Xianglin himself, and except for the endpoint of this road—the Heavenly Dao touched by the transcendent limit...
Just as in Mi Zhiben's story, Jiang Wang had not set foot in the Demon Realm. He swam through the deep sea of the Heavenly Dao, arriving at the ocean of the Demon Realm's Heavenly Dao, a tributary of the Heavenly Dao of The Present World. Then he touched upon the pinnacle road belonging solely to Qi Xianglin, precisely intercepting him at the heights of his ascent.
And slashed this sword at Qi Xianglin—"Calamity Void Realm"!
What he had told Mi Zhiben in the past had not contained a single lie.
He truly bore no resentment toward the joint killing strike unleashed by Mi Zhiben and the other foreign races who had achieved Dao Derivation.
Even though he had nearly died, even though his lifespan and path had been severed at that time.
There had never been anything to resent.
The foreign races killed him as though he were a mortal enemy, and he slaughtered heroes of the foreign races like pigs and dogs.
The struggle of all realms was the tide of the age.
Everyone had their own stance and relied