"Buzz"
A clear, melodious sound emanated from deep within the panel.
The sound was not loud, but it fell directly into the deepest part of Qi Yun's mind.
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[ Hunyuan Great Luo Heaven: New Myriad Daos Added!]
[This forces all Dao Fruit within this world to be placed at the same high level. There is no high or low, no superior or inferior; Myriad Daos and all methods proceed in unison.]
Qi Yun's pupils and the corners of his mouth slightly lifted—it's finally here!
This forces all the Dao Fruit to be placed at the same high level.
This means that the Dao King's Fruition Status, which hangs high above All Wonders Heaven and transcends all paths, will be forcibly lowered by him.
Their status will be elevated to the same level as that of ordinary True Lord Dao Fruit.
It is not about weakening their power, but about stripping them of their status.
The reason why Dao King is Dao King is not because of power, but because of his status.
Once their status falls, they are no longer invincible.
This battle gave them hope.
I opened my eyes, and consciousness returned.
Qi Yun did not wait. He raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread, and gently clenched it towards the seven cracks in the sky.
"Rise!"
"Buzz--!!!"
An indescribable wave emanated from his palm.
Like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, it spread wildly in all directions from Qi Yun as the center.
Wherever it passed, the void solidified, Principle submitted.
In the All Wonders Heaven, the Xuanhuang Treasure Tree suddenly trembled!
The dim Dao Fruit simultaneously lit up, their light intertwining to form a giant net covering the entire All Wonders Heaven.
Under the giant net, all Dao Fruit, regardless of their original rank, were forcibly pulled to the same level.
Even those Fruition Status Dao King are no exception.
Above the sky, the seven cracks trembled simultaneously.
For the first time, the gazes of those seven Dao King changed.
"This is... rank suppression?" The World-Honored One's voice emanated from the golden crack, still calm, yet tinged with a hint of solemnity. "No, it's not suppression. It's... leveling."
"What a Dao of Primordial Unity." Another voice rang out, hoarse and deep, coming from the pitch-black crack.
"However, with his current level of cultivation, he shouldn't possess such great power—"
"It is— the Xuanhuang Heaven's Will!"
Qi Yun stood quietly under the blue sky, sensing the changes in the auras of the seven Dao King.
Their power has not diminished, but their status has been elevated to the same level as that of True Lord.
This means that they are no longer an invincible force.
"Gentlemen," Qi Yun spoke calmly, "It's time to make a move."
The first to move was the Desolate Halberd Heaven-Rending True Lord. He laughed wildly and took a step forward, shattering the void. The jet-black halberd in his hand sliced through the sky, carrying a domineering intent that could tear apart everything, and slashed straight at the golden crack.
Following closely behind was the Wudao Extreme Dharma True Lord. His figure was like a ghost, silent and still, and his body was filled with the Daoist aura of annihilation that could Return to Nothingness.
Qingyuan True Lord Wendao drew his sword, a cyan sword light soared into the sky. The sword light was pure to the extreme and sharp to the extreme, like a cyan rainbow that stretched across the heavens and earth, slashing towards the cyan-gray Sword Intent crack.
Lady Jiuli's body surged with crimson-gold flames, transforming into nine fire dragons that stretched across the heavens and earth, raising their heads and roaring. Wherever the fire dragons passed, the void melted and the Principle twisted, rushing straight towards the dark red sea of the Blood Sea rift.
The Nine Revolutions Undying True Lord, bare-chested, his muscles bulging like coiled dragons and crouching tigers, took a step that caused the void to collapse.
Holding a scroll, Sage Wang True Lord Vast Righteous Qi towards the dark blue rift. Within this righteous energy, countless sage texts transformed into golden chains, binding the vast blue ocean layer by layer.
The body of Changming True Lord Fuyan was surrounded by billions of seal characters, each of which transformed into a talisman. The talismans intertwined to form a net, sealing the purple-gold crack tightly. True Lord Fushi Xingyan stood in the void, his star disk spinning in his hand, and countless illusory stars appeared, their starlight falling down.
The Dragon Kings of the Four Seas simultaneously revealed their true forms.
Four true dragons occupied the four directions, their mighty power suppressing the entire sky, making it completely still.
The old man in black robes conjured an ancient mirror; wherever its light touched, the void froze, and time stood still. The refined True Lord in a moon-white Daoist robe held a jade ruyi, gently tapping it; each clear sound resonated with the Principle of heaven and earth. The one-armed True Lord, carrying an ancient sword, unleashed Sword Qi energy that soared to the heavens, each strike striking the weakest point of the crack—
Dozens of True Lord and dozens of Great Daos erupted simultaneously at this moment.
The scene was like the collapse of seven worlds at the same time, or like the simultaneous descent of dozens of ancient gods.
Above the sky, rays of various colors intertwined and collided, illuminating the entire world in a bizarre and wondrous way.
The seven cracks trembled violently under the impact of the torrent, and countless fine cracks appeared at their edges.
But the Dao King remained completely still.
The World-Honored One's hand reached out and gently waved.
The movements were unhurried, as if brushing a fallen leaf off a shoulder.
But with just this gentle swing, the Great Halberd of the Desolate Halberd Heaven-Rending True Lord, which was powerful enough to tear apart stars, was repelled by an invisible force, and fine cracks appeared on the halberd.
Desolate Halberd True Lord let out a muffled groan as his tiger's mouth split open, blood splattering into the void. He retreated hundreds of miles before barely managing to regain his footing.
"The power of an ant," the World-Honored One said calmly, his tone devoid of contempt, only the tranquility of stating a fact.
In the pitch-black abyss, the dark figure raised a finger and flicked it lightly in the direction of the Wudao Extreme Dharma True Lord.
A wisp of black thread flew out silently, ignoring the True Lord Wudao's Return to Nothingness aura, and shot straight towards his brow.
The expression on True Lord Wudao's face changed slightly, and he retreated rapidly. At the same time, he waved his hands repeatedly, and countless Dao Return to Nothingness Powers stacked up to form layers of barriers.
But wherever the black line passed, all barriers crumbled like paper at the slightest touch.
Finally, the black line flew past his ear, silently erasing a floating immortal mountain behind him—not shattering it, but completely wiping it out from the level of existence.
Within the bluish-gray crack, the phantom of the ancient sword glowed faintly.
A Sword Qi silently slashed out, splitting Qingyuan True Lord Wendao's azure sword light in two. Its momentum remained undiminished, slashing straight towards the vast ocean phantom created by True Lord Vast Sea and Fine Dust.
The illusory image of the vast ocean was cleaved open by a bottomless rift, and the True Lord Vast Sea and Fine Dust turned pale, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
From within the crimson Blood Sea, a pale hand reached out and gently grasped the nine fire dragons of the Lady Jiuli. The fire dragons simultaneously wailed, their bodies shattering inch by inch, turning into countless sparks that scattered across the sky.
Lady Jiuli let out a muffled groan, her flames flickering unpredictably as she staggered backward.
Within the ghastly white crack, the moon-white figure gently tapped the jade ruyi in her hand. The clear sound pierced through the golden body of the Nine Revolutions Undying True Lord, through his protective divine light, and fell straight into the depths of his mind.
The Nine Revolutions Undying True Lord's body trembled, blood spilling from his seven orifices. His indestructible golden body, which was strong enough to withstand True Lord's full-force attack, actually showed countless fine cracks.
Within the azure rift, the vast ocean suddenly churned. A chain of ice crystals emerged from the ocean's depths, ignoring Sage Wang True Lord's Vast Righteous Qi, and entangled his scrolls.
The chains tightened, and the words on the scroll faded and disappeared one by one.
Within the purple-gold crack, the figure wearing a flat-topped crown raised his hand and gently brushed against the countless talismans surrounding Changming True Lord Fuyan.
All the talismans exploded simultaneously, turning into a shower of golden light.
Changming True Lord Fuyan was struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting out blood and flying backward.
The star chart of the True Lord Fushi Xingyan trembled violently, cracks appeared on its surface, and he himself was shaken by an invisible force, causing his Qi and Blood to surge.
The dragon might of the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas was swept over by the purple-gold figure in a single glance. The four true dragons simultaneously let out painful roars, countless fine cracks appeared on their bodies, and dragon blood rained down.
One strike, just one strike.
Even with dozens of True Lord joining forces, they were as fragile as paper before the Dao King.
It's not that they are too weak, but that the Dao King.
Even if their status is lowered and their power is suppressed, they are still the beings standing at the pinnacle of this world.
Their path, their laws, and their will have been forged over countless ages, far surpassing those of ordinary True Lord.
"Gentlemen," his voice wasn't loud, but it clearly penetrated every crack, "I have another helper, who hasn't made a move yet."
"Oh?" came the World-Honored One's voice, still calm, "Who else?"
Qi Yun raised his gaze and looked into the depths of the void, towards the direction of that transcendent and Long Ages Immortal Island.
"Master," he said calmly, "If not now, when?"
From the depths of the void, a long sigh echoed.
The sigh was very soft and faint.
"Well----"
A figure slowly emerged from the depths of the void.
He was dressed in a black Daoist robe, with an ordinary face, but his eyes seemed to contain the birth and death of countless stars and the origin of the Great Dao.
No aura emanated from him, yet simply by standing there, he became the center of this world.
True Lord Canyi Budao.
"Kid," he looked at Qi Yun, a gentle smile playing on his lips, "You certainly know how to pick your timing."
Qi Yun bowed slightly. "Please forgive me, Ancestor."
True Lord Contemplating the One waved his hand and said no more.
He turned around, looking at the seven cracks, at the seven Dao King, and at the seven cold gazes.
"Fellow Daoists," he spoke slowly, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable certainty, "Long time no see, how have you been?"
The World-Honored One's voice emanated from the golden crack, still peaceful, yet with a faint hint of coldness.
" Canyi, you traitor, how dare you show yourself?"
"Traitor?" True Lord Contemplating the One chuckled lightly, "Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together."
How can you call him a traitor?
He did not give the World-Honored One another chance to speak.
He raised his right hand and gently pressed it against the seven cracks.
"Boom-!!!"
An indescribable, terrifying power surged from his palm.
It was like an ancient river hanging upside down, or like stars falling from the sky, crashing down on the seven rifts!
All seven cracks trembled simultaneously!
The gazes of those seven Dao King finally underwent a genuine change.
" Canyi!" The World-Honored One's voice turned icy, "How dare you—"
"Dare?" True Lord Contemplating the One interrupted him, his smile still gentle. "I dared to relinquish my position as Dao King, what else wouldn't I dare?"
He withdrew his hand and looked at Qi Yun.
"Young friend, the rest is up to you."
Qi Yun nodded slightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward, his figure transforming into a chaotic Flowing Light, crashing straight into the golden crack!
Behind him, dozens of True Lord set off simultaneously.
Dozens of Great Daos and dozens of powers transformed into a destructive torrent, closely following Qi Yun, and crashed into the seven rifts!
The sky shattered, and the void collapsed!
The seven cracks trembled violently under the impact of the torrent, and countless fine cracks appeared at their edges!
The gazes of the seven Dao King were finally no longer calm.