Xuanhuang Master
"It's over----"
The World-Honored One's voice was not loud, yet it clearly penetrated into the depths of the hearts of every living being present.
The golden Buddha hand slowly retracted, the swastika symbol on its palm had faded, but the hand itself still exuded supreme majesty that suppressed all ages.
The trajectory of the Buddha's hand as it retracted left a long-lasting golden trail in the void. Wherever the trail passed, space collapsed layer by layer, revealing the churning chaotic airflow behind it.
The scene beneath the Buddha's hand is shocking.
The entire Wuji Sacred Sect, along with the Great Void Mirror Heaven where its foundation was located, no longer exists.
There were no ruins, no remains, not even dust.
Only a pure, absolute nothingness swallowed up and crushed the ancient, demonic holy land that stretched for tens of thousands of miles and had been passed down for countless ages, along with its mountains, rivers, palaces, and countless disciples.
All that came out was this dark void from which even light could not escape.
The protective Formation Art, guiding immortal light, and residual images of restrictions set up by successive True Lord that originally hovered around the Holy Sect now flickered like candlelight in the wind. Finally, with a "poof," they completely collapsed, turning into countless specks of light that fell to the ground and vanished into the void before even hitting the ground.
One strike.
It was just a single strike.
The Dao King's full-force attack wiped out the leader of the Xuanhuang Demonic Path and the supreme sect that had been passed down for countless millennia, completely erasing them from this world.
silence.
A deathly silence enveloped the entire battlefield.
The hand that Desolate Halberd Heaven-Rending True Lord held the deformed halberd was so clenched that his knuckles turned white.
He stared intently at the void that should have been the location of the Wuji Sacred Sect, his lips pressed tightly together, the hideous scar on his face slightly distorted by the tension in his muscles.
Behind him, the remaining disciples and elders of the Holy Sect, and even some cultivators from vassal sects who hadn't had time to evacuate, all stood frozen in place, their faces ashen.
Some people opened their mouths, as if trying to shout something, but no sound came out; others trembled all over, their eyes unfocused, their Daoist hearts on the verge of collapse.
The Daoist aura of "Return to Nothingness" surrounding the Wudao Extreme Dharma True Lord fluctuated violently for a moment, but he forcibly suppressed it again.
He slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, all that remained in his eyes was a deep, icy coldness.
But the slight trembling of his sleeves betrayed that his inner peace was far from what appeared to be.
"Amitabha."
The World-Honored One's voice rang out again, still majestic and grand, but it lacked the indifference of before and carried an indescribable meaning.
Having confirmed that the prey was in the trap, that the obstacles had been cleared, and that the ripe fruit that had hung on the branch for millennia, swaying in the breeze, was finally ready to be picked.
"The Xuanhuang Origin— " The World-Honored One paused slightly, as if savoring these four words, "Indeed, it is profound."
Unfortunately, you ultimately failed to truly take control.
Now that you have lost your support and your very essence is turning against you, young friend, what can you possibly do?
As the World-Honored One spoke, the remaining six rifts in the sky simultaneously began to stir.
The seven Dao King, their energies intertwined.
The entire sky, no, the entire Xuanhuang Home Realm, was groaning under the weight of these seven supreme wills.
The earth trembled, mountains and rivers changed course, Spiritual Qi went into chaos, and the Principle cried out in anguish.
Countless cultivators who had not yet reached the True Lord Realm, no matter where they were in Xuanhuang, felt as if a giant mountain was pressing down on their hearts. Their Dao Foundation was unstable, their Law Power was stagnant, and some with low cultivation even fainted directly.
The Xuanhuang twilight seemed to have truly arrived.
True Lord Contemplating the One stood in the distant void, side by side with True Lord Feng Xi.
He looked at Qi Yun, who was firmly locked in place by the auras of the seven Dao King, at the void that had devoured the Wuji Sacred Sect, and then at the several restless cracks in the sky. His eyes flashed intensely before finally turning into a deep, dark aura.
His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something to True Lord Feng Xi beside him, but in the end he did not speak.
"The origin will dissipate, the Dao Fruit will ripen." She murmured to herself, her voice audible only to Canyi beside her. "It's time."
True Lord Contemplating the One nodded slowly, his fingers hidden in his sleeves subtly forming an ancient and secret Method Formula.
Just as the seven Dao King reached their peak, about to simultaneously strike to divide this final feast and plunder the Xuanhuang Origin—
"Buzz!!!!!"
A tremor, indescribable in its vastness and antiquity, descended without warning from the endless, high heavens!
That wasn't sound, but the vibration of "existence" itself!
It is the resounding voice of the "Tao"!
It is the resonance of the "law"!
In that instant, the entire Xuanhuang Home Realm, regardless of location, cultivation level, or whether it be living or dead, everything "heard" this tremor!
High above the Xuanhuang, the supreme Domain Heaven [All Wonders Heaven], which nurtured the eternal Dao Fruit and symbolized the root of all laws in the heavens, suddenly trembled violently!
The outline of the All Wonders Heaven, which had been obscured by the chaotic energy and myriad Daoist principles, suddenly became incredibly clear and real!
It seemed to crash into the mortal world from an extremely high dimension, and the sheer size of its presence instantly overwhelmed the terrifying pressure emanating from the combined might of the seven Dao King!
Inside the All Wonders Heaven, the illusory image of the Xuanhuang Treasure Tree, rooted in nothingness, with endless branches, leaves forming the boundaries of heaven, and fruits forming the world, swayed wildly!
Countless leaves rustled, and billions of fruits flickered in and out of sight. The entire precious tree exuded a contradictory aura of being on the verge of its limit, yet also bursting with new life.
And at the highest point of that illusory tree, at the source of all its branches, at the core protected by the eternal Dao Fruit!
Two ancient, vigorous characters, each stroke seemingly drawn from the chaotic Dao patterns at the beginning of creation, suddenly burst forth with a dazzling brilliance that sweeps across the heavens and illuminates eternity!
[Primordial Unity]!
That was the Dao name that Qi Yun personally inscribed in the All Wonders Heaven using the Dao of [Primordial Unity]!
At this moment, these two words are no longer just simple marks; they have come to life!
The two words complemented each other, and the light soared into the sky, forcefully piercing through the barrier of the All Wonders Heaven. It transformed into a chaotic pillar of light with a diameter of countless miles, descending from the endless heavens and enveloping the shattered sky, the surging void, the intertwined Dao King aura, and even the entire Central Land in a chaotic yet pure light!
"What?!"
"This is----?!"
"All Wonders Heaven are in turmoil! The Xuanhuang Origin is boiling!"
Even the World-Honored One's eternally peaceful voice now carried a noticeable fluctuation.
The next moment!
In the All Wonders Heaven, the "Dao Fruit," which had hung high for countless ages, symbolizing complete Great Daos and bearing the lifelong Dao Path of True Lord and even Dao King, began to move.
Not one, but two.
It's all!
The countless Dao Fruit hanging from the branches of the Xuanhuang Treasure Tree, like stars in the sky, regardless of whether their original radiance was intense or dim, whether their Dao charm was domineering or gentle, and whether they had an owner—at this moment, they all broke free from the branches' pull, transforming into Flowing Light of various colors, yet equally pure and vast. Like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, or ten thousand stars paying homage, they surged wildly towards the radiant [Primordial Unity] ancient seal!
Star Fruition Status, Talisman Fruition Status, Void Fruition Status, Power Fruition Status, Annihilation Fruition Status, Slaughter Fruition Status, Life Fruition Status, Time Fruition Status ----
One after another, Flowing Light; one after another, profound paths.
The scene was as if all the "Tao" and "Dharma" accumulated throughout the Xuanhuang were returning to their source!
"Not good!!!"
A sharp shout, suddenly exploding, jolted everyone out of their shock.
The once composed and calm True Lord Contemplating the One, who had been standing in the distance with a deep gaze, now had no trace of his former composure on his face.
He stared intently at the [Primordial Unity] ancient seal script that was devouring countless streams of Flowing Light, then suddenly turned his head to look at the figure in the center of the battlefield, his eyes bloodshot.
"This child stole the Xuanhuang Origin and has already taken control of All Wonders Heaven!"
He wants to merge his body with the Dao!
The four words "to unite oneself with the Dao" struck the hearts of every peak being present like four world-destroying thunderbolts!
The voice of shock and anger from the True Lord Contemplating the One still echoed in the void, but the horror in his eyes suddenly transformed into a deeper sense of realization and absurdity.
Stop him!!!
For the first time, the World-Honored One's voice lost all its peace and compassion, transforming into a cold, decisive decree filled with chilling killing intent!
No need for further words; at this moment, all calculations, all barriers, all mutual distrust vanish in that shared...
Faced with a huge threat, it was temporarily put aside.
The golden Buddha's hand held nothing back, its five fingers clenched into a fist, the swastika symbol on the knuckles spinning wildly, transforming into a golden Great Sun that burned the void and suppressed all laws. Carrying the boundless power of the World-Honored One Honored One, it crashed down on the descending pillar of chaotic light, and on the ancient seal of [Primordial Unity] at the source of the pillar!
The dark rift suddenly expanded, and the figure shrouded in darkness stepped out!
This was the first time he had truly revealed part of his form—a blurry outline composed of pure shadows, with only his scarlet eyes shining brightly like a blood moon.
He raised his hand, and a continuously collapsing black singularity appeared in his palm. Around the singularity, light, space, and even the lines of Principle were distorted, broken, and swallowed up.
He flicked this singularity, symbolizing "the end" and "Ruins of Return," toward the All Wonders Heaven!
The crimson Blood Sea surged wildly back, coalescing into a towering, blood-red phantom of a demon god. The demon god had three heads and six arms, wielding demonic weapons such as a blood scythe, a bone sword, and a soul drum. It let out a silent roar, and with all six arms swinging, it unleashed six blood-red torrents that tore through the sky and corrupted all laws!
From the bluish-gray crack, the ancient sword was finally drawn! There was no earth-shattering sword cry, only a pure and sharp gray-white line extending from the tip of the sword.
The fine line cuts through everything and breaks through Wudao, pointing directly to the core Dao pattern of the [Primordial Unity] ancient seal script!
A pale, cracked surface appeared, and the jade ruyi in the hand of the moon-white figure gently tapped it down.
"Clang!" This time, the sound was no longer clear and melodious, but rather dull and muffled like a death knell!
The tolling of the bell transformed into concentric, pale ripples. Wherever the ripples passed, everything faded, life withered, and even the concept of existence became blurred, as if to erase that area directly from the level of "existence"!
The deep blue ocean froze completely, then exploded with a deafening roar!
Countless enormous, jagged, dark blue icebergs, like billions of destructive stars, burst forth from that frozen ocean. Each iceberg exuded an ultimate chill that could freeze time and space and solidify the soul, crashing down upon the All Wonders Heaven!
At the point where the purple and gold rift opened, the figure wearing the flat-topped crown finally drew the Son of Heaven Sword from his waist!
The moment the sword was drawn even half an inch, a magnificent imperial might that made all the heavens tremble and all realms submit swept across the eight wastelands!
He did not fully draw his sword, but merely held the scabbard towards the direction of the All Wonders Heaven, making a feigned gesture.
A purplish-gold Sword Qi, refined to its utmost, surged forth from the unsheathed blade. Within the Sword Qi flowed a magnificent scene of vast landscapes, countless people, and the worship of civil and military officials, carrying the majestic and righteous yet inviolable power of "destiny" as it slashed down!
Seven Dao King attacked simultaneously!
Within the pillar of light, the [Primordial Unity] ancient script continued to frantically devour the myriad Flowing Light, its radiance growing ever brighter, and its size slowly expanding, as if an unimaginable behemoth was being conceived within it.
However, just as all the attacks were about to strike!
The beam of light paused slightly.
The next moment, a point of chaotic spiritual light suddenly shone from the center of the expanding [Primordial Unity] ancient seal.
Within the light, a figure took a step forward.
He treads on empty air, his steps gentle, as if walking on invisible steps.
With each step he took, the cracked and bleeding wounds all over his body healed at a visible rate.
The chaotic energy flowed through the torn parts of the robe, automatically mending and restoring them, transforming them into a brand-new, deep black Daoist robe, as dark as night. The hem of the robe moved without wind, and the illusory images of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and the state of the land flowed and disappeared.
It was Qi Yun.
But Qi Yun at this moment was completely different from the person he had been moments before.
He exuded a profound "serenity," a "harmony" that was in sync with the surrounding world and connected to the pulse of the Xuanhuang beneath his feet.
He didn't look at the incoming Dao King's killing move.
His gaze calmly fell upon what lay before him.
That place was not empty.
Only he could "see" it: an ancient panel, its entire surface swirling with chaotic colors, its edges blurred and uncertain, seemingly existing between reality and illusion, silently suspended in the air.
The original writing on the panel has faded.
Only a line of brand-new characters, drawn from the purest Xuanhuang Origin Dao patterns, was slowly emerging. The formation of each character caused the surrounding Dao to hum in submission.
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[Hunyuan Great Luo: Before the chaos was divided, the Dao revered me; from the Primordial Unity, heaven and earth followed one.]
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His eyes reflected the lines of colorful characters that seemed to carry the ultimate truths of heaven and earth, and Qi Yun's lips curled up slightly.
Then, he slightly raised his head.
His gaze was calm as he looked down at the seven Dao King who were pressing down on him, the All Wonders Heaven of the heavens, and the Xuanhuang Home Realm, as well as Canyi and Feng Xi.
There was no anger, no murderous intent, not even wariness.
There is only one kind—indifference.
Facing the destructive torrent that was about to engulf everything, Qi Yun slowly raised his right hand.
Spread your fingers wide, palm facing down.
Then, gently press down.
The movements were casual, as if brushing away a speck of dust from a table.
"Boom!!!!!!!!!"
I can't describe what that sound is.
It was like billions of sacred mountains collapsing at the same time, or like an endless sea of stars being annihilated in an instant, or even like the weight of the entire world being condensed into a single point and then crashing down with a deafening roar!
An unprecedented, overwhelming pressure, transcending the level of power and reaching the very essence of "existence" and "rules," arose out of nowhere, silent yet unstoppable, crushing down!
Under this immense pressure -
The terrifying attacks of the seven Dao King were instantly pinned to the void, unable to advance an inch further!
quiet.
A deathly silence once again enveloped the world.
This time, however, the silence was not filled with the emptiness of destruction, but with an indescribable sense of horror and bewilderment.
The attacks from the true forms of seven Dao King, and the combined assault from two former Dao King, were easily neutralized by that seemingly casual "pressurization"!
All living beings who witnessed this scene, whether Dao King or True Lord, lost the ability to think.
They could only stare blankly at the young figure standing before the pillar of chaotic light, clad in a black robe, with a calm expression.
Looking at him, he slowly withdrew his right hand, which had been pressing down.
Then, she took a light step.
With a single step, he traversed the shattered void and arrived before the most dazzling golden mouth.
They arrived before the World-Honored One.
Qi Yun slightly raised his eyes, calmly gazing into the depths of the rift at the illusory Buddha figure seated cross-legged on a twelve-petaled golden lotus, his brows lowered and eyes downcast, but now he had raised his gaze to meet his eyes.
Their gazes met in the void.
Qi Yun's eyes remained as calm as a deep, still well.
In the eyes of the World-Honored One, the eternal compassion and peace had vanished, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity and a deep-seated tremor.
Their eyes met, and they looked at each other for a moment.
Qi Yun spoke slowly, his voice not loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of the World-Honored One, and also penetrated the depths of the minds of every peak being present.
His tone was flat, as if he were stating a very simple fact.
"If you want to leave, I won't stop you."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the World-Honored One's golden body, then over the faint, illusory image of a large, golden fruit hanging in the void, visible through the crack.
"But your power comes from the Xuanhuang."
"Now."
Qi Yun raised his right hand again, facing the World-Honored One, facing the crack, and facing the golden fruit deep within the crack, his five fingers slightly bent.
I want to take it back.