One's Own Dao

The purple void fell silent, while Tianzun's heart sank into boundless unwillingness.

His master had denied his life and future. Frustration shrouded his heart, yet an even fiercer fighting spirit surged from its depths.

He did not believe he could only reach this extent. He had to—no, he would definitely become stronger!

After steadying his emotions, he raised his head to look at his master high above. His gaze became resolute. Rising to his feet, he declared, "What destiny? I have never believed there are things destined to happen. Master, I have disappointed you, but I will continue down the path to the Great Dao Pinnacle. Even without your help, I will still set foot upon it again!"

With that, Tianzun flicked his sleeve and departed.

"You should not have forgotten one thing: only one person can tread the path to the Great Dao Pinnacle. When you withdrew, perhaps another person stepped onto that path."

The figure of intense light spoke in a cold tone.

Tianzun halted, but did not turn around. "No matter who it is, no one can surpass the mountain that is the Immortal Dao Ancestor. Before I set foot on this path again, no one will succeed. Only I can reach the summit of the Great Dao Pinnacle!"

He leaped into the air, transforming into Three-Colored Divine Light and vanishing at the end of the void.

The figure of intense light snorted coldly and muttered, "Dao Ancestor? Then let us see whether you can defeat the Dao Ancestor. I only hope you will not disappoint me as this child did."

The pressure Luo Dao brought Jiang Changsheng persisted for a long time, making it impossible for him to cultivate in seclusion without restraint. Every so often, he would awaken and survey the void.

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