Welcome Back Victorious, Your Imperial Majesty! (4K) (Continued)

He raised a hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face still pale.

Yet his gaze had remained like a pool of cold water from beginning to end, calm as an ancient well, even deeper than before.

Within his body, the Dao Injury left behind years ago when he created techniques, comprehended the Dao, and forcibly deduced laws and principles beyond his current realm—methods and truths of the future—

had indeed finally become somewhat uncontrollable after he had "activated" the Lingbao Formation Diagram, fought Di Que across realms, repeatedly triggered the Divine Forbidden, and unleashed supreme killing moves such as the Five-Finger Fist-Heart Sword. It had begun to backlash.

The Source of this Dao Injury was his own Dao and methods.

It had already taken root in the Source of his being. Ordinary pills and divine treasures could not cure it. He could only slowly nurture and temper it himself, or completely refine and revise the Myriad Selves Scripture to make up for it.

Once the arrow had left the bow, there was no turning back. Once he embarked upon the path of creating techniques and scriptures, stirring the Heavenly Dao of this world, he could not abandon it halfway.

Should he do so, it would amount to denying his own Dao. The consequences would be even more severe, so he could only walk this road to the end.

Still, although the Dao Injury's eruption had been dangerous, and the blood he spat out had indeed contained fragments of Dao and law,

it was not beyond what he could endure, nor was it anywhere near as serious as outsiders imagined.

It was merely that he looked rather dispirited at the moment, and his aura had indeed weakened considerably.

Whoosh...

After steadying his breathing, his deep