Crack! Crack!
Facing Tai Jia's murderous assault, the divine rings formed from the six Dao Fruits behind Xie Cheng's back spun at high speed like a precision machine made of countless gears. Within every layer of those divine rings were innumerable strange, profound symbols beyond description. As the rings turned, the symbols likewise shifted and operated. At a glance, they resembled a chapter of the Great Dao with infinite combinations, one that could never be fully read.
Amid these changes, Xie Cheng's form twisted and transformed. Then the divine rings shifted, and the Devil Ancestor Dao Fruit among the six Dao Fruits took the central position, while the divine rings formed by the other five Dao Fruits occupied only tiny portions at the edges.
With this transformation, an aura of founding a sect and becoming an ancestor abruptly surged from Xie Cheng's body.
At the same time, Tai Jia's palm seized Xie Cheng's Dharma body. Amid a burst of crackling sounds, Xie Cheng's Dharma body exploded directly, and even the cores of the divine rings formed from his Dao Fruits shattered with it.
When the Dao perished, the person died—nothing could be more fitting.
Yet Xie Cheng, Riding Six Dragons Through Time, was not so easily killed. The same divine ability was far more sinister in his hands than it had been in Yu's. Shijia's strike had only shattered the Devil Ancestor Dao Fruit among the six Dao Fruit Sons; the remaining five were unharmed.
Using the shattering of that Dao Fruit, Xie Cheng broke free of the confinement of Tai Jia's divine ability and regained his freedom.
In that instant, his entire body transformed into countless particles, like a nebula, before reassembling its Dharma body within the void.
During this process, the Devil Ancestor Dao Fruit he had lost