The Arrival of the Dao Ancestor's Remnant Will

The figure stood in the void, not tall, yet seemingly at the center of heaven and earth.

It is the main incarnation of the Dao Lord Qingxu.

He was dressed in a purple robe, with a handsome face, but with a sickly pallor.

A vertical eye between his brows opened and closed slightly, radiating terrifying Tribulation Power.

Even a manifestation of only 30% of one's power possesses an aura approaching that of True Immortal.

The moment he appeared, the temperature on the entire battlefield seemed to drop a few degrees.

"Daojun!"

Daoist Yinshen and the others felt as if they had been granted a pardon and quickly bowed in respect.

Qingxu ignored them, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield and landing on Li Yunjing.

Li Yunjing.

He spoke softly, yet his voice carried throughout the entire battlefield.

You're very good.

"Before my avatar descended, I never imagined that someone like you could emerge from the lower realms."

Li Yunjing stood at the bow of the Mystic Yellow warship, his expression calm. "Dao Lord Qingxu, I have long admired your name."

"You went to great lengths, slaughtering beings across countless realms, all for the sake of cultivating evil arts."

Qingxu scoffed, "Evil arts? There are countless paths to enlightenment, how can there be good or evil?"

"The Dao Ancestor of Creation once said that my character was not upright and expelled me from his sect, but today, I will prove him wrong."

"His path may not necessarily be correct."

As he spoke, a surge of Tribulation Qi emanated from his body.

The mere leakage of his aura caused the void to distort.

Qingxu slowly raised his hand. "Further words are useless. If you are willing to surrender, I may spare your life."

"I might even grant you a position second only to me, above ten thousand others."

Li Yunjing smiled.

"You jest, Daoist Master."

"If you want me to surrender, let's see if you have the ability."

"You don't know what's good for you." Qingxu shook his head, his tone calm, yet carrying a chilling undertone.

He pointed it out gently with his finger.

A purple beam of light shot through the air.

It appears to be a simple statement, yet it contains terrifying power.

"Shield!"

Li Yunjing gave the order in a deep voice.

The allied forces' formations all lit up simultaneously.

Mystic Yellow Demon-Subduing Formation, Vast Waves Water Curtain, Crimson Flame Wall, Mystic Ice Realm...

Layer upon layer of formations activated instantly, overlapping each other.

But then the purple fingertip arrived.

laugh.

Like piercing through thin paper.

One floor, two floors, three floors...

Layer upon layer of shields shattered one after another.

The finger beam continued its undiminished momentum, heading straight for the Mystic Yellow.

"The Five Aggregates Cauldron!"

Li Yunjing raised his hand.

The Five Aggregates Cauldron stood in front of him.

clang.

With a crisp sound, the Five Aggregates Cauldron trembled slightly, and the finger beam dissipated.

But Li Yunjing also swayed and took half a step back.

I was startled.

So competitive.

This is only 30% of its full power.

If his true form were to descend, what would become of him? No wonder he is a Immortal Lord level figure.

"Oh? You can block one of my fingers?" A hint of surprise flashed in Qingxu's eyes, then turned cold. "No wonder you dared to challenge me. You've got some skills."

"But that's how it is."

He raised his hand, and purple flames rose from his palm.

"Purple Void Tribulation Fire"

A ball of purple flame slowly flew out.

It seemed slow, but it arrived at the front lines in an instant.

This time, it was several times stronger than the previous finger beam.

"Defense with all your might!"

Li Yunjing gave the order in a deep voice.

Everyone desperately channeled their spiritual energy.

The shield's light surged to its maximum.

Boom!

The purple flames crashed into the protective barrier.

A terrifying power emanated from it.

The entire formation shook violently, like a small boat in a storm.

Click.

The crack started to spread from the point of contact.

"I can't hold on any longer!"

Dao Lord Xuanyuan's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Everyone, channel your spiritual power!"

Zhang Jianchen roared.

All the cultivators simultaneously channeled their spiritual power into the great formation.

Even so, the shield continued to break.

The purple flames, like maggots clinging to a bone, relentlessly corroded the protective shield.

At this rate, they won't last three breaths.

Dao Lord Hanzun exclaimed urgently, "What should we do? Should I charge out and fight him to the death!"

Xuanjizi shook his head, his expression grave. "It's no use. He's close to the True Immortal realm. You're no match for him if you go out."

"We can't just sit here and wait to die!"

Li Yunjing gazed at the purple flames outside, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

He knew that things couldn't continue like this.

But just then...

Buzz.

Within his mind, an ancient seal trembled slightly.

It is the Divine Seal of Creation.

Li Yunjing suddenly looked up.

Suddenly, the Divine Seal of Creation took flight on its own.

The blue light grew stronger and stronger.

An aura far more ancient and majestic than before emanated from the Divine Seal.

"This is..."

Qingxu also stopped his attack, staring at the seal with a turbulent expression.

"Impossible."

"The Divine Seal of Creation?!"

How did it get here?!

Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, the Divine Seal shone brightly.

An aged figure slowly emerged from the seal.

With white beard and hair, dressed in a Daoist robe, his face was ancient and his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

Although it was just a phantom, it seemed to carry the essence of the entire universe.

The Dao Ancestor of Creation.

The phantom stood in the void, exuding an imposing aura without anger.

His gaze swept across the entire room.

Wherever it passed, both the Tribulation Qi and the purple fire dissipated.

It was like a subject meeting his king.

"Master."

Qingxu stared at the figure, trembling all over, his lips quivering.

There was shock, resentment, and a hint of barely perceptible fear.

The gaze of the Dao Ancestor of Creation fell upon Qingxu.

His eyes were calm, without blame or anger, only a hint of regret.

"Qingxu"

The voice was ancient, as if it came from eternity.

You're still too fixated on it.

"Obsession?" Qingxu's voice suddenly became sharp, as if he had been stepped on. "Obsession?"

"Back then, you said I was of an evil nature, that Tribulation Dao was a wicked path, so you expelled me from your sect and crippled my cultivation."

"But what about now? I've come to this point!"

Is your path necessarily correct?

He pointed at the Dao Ancestor of Creation, his emotions running high. "You say that Tribulation Dao is evil, but I am now only one step away from becoming Immortal Venerable!"

"Once I devour this Tianyuan Dao Realm, I will be able to break through to the Immortal Venerable, and becoming Dao Ancestor will be a certainty!"

"Then I'll see whose path is the true one!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, and the purple flames around him grew stronger and stronger.

The vertical eye between the eyebrows is fully open.

The Dao Ancestor of Creation gently shook his head. "Qingxu, you've gone astray."

"The Tribulation Power can be borrowed, but not swallowed."

"You think you're in control now, but in reality, your mind has already been corrupted by the Tribulation Power."

"Turn back now, it's not too late."

His voice was gentle, yet carried a Daoist essence.

Like the morning bell and evening drum, it strikes the heart.

On the battlefield, everyone fell silent.

Even the enemy soldiers stared blankly at the illusory figure of the Dao Ancestor.

Like a lost child hearing the call to return home.

Qingxu swayed slightly, a glint of clarity flashing in his eyes.

But only for a fleeting moment.

"Turn around?" He laughed as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, laughing so hard that tears streamed down his face.

"I've cultivated myself for so long, and I've come this far. You want me to turn back?"

"I did nothing wrong! You were the one who was wrong! You were blind back then!"

He appeared to be insane, his body radiating a surge of Tribulation Qi.

"I did nothing wrong! I was right!"

"So what if it's the Divine Seal of Creation? You're nothing but a remnant of a spirit!"

"Break!"

He suddenly struck out with his palm.

A purple palm print, obscuring the sky and the sun.

It slammed down hard on the illusory figure of the Dao Ancestor of Creation.

"Well."

The Dao Ancestor of Creation sighed softly.

Raise your hand and gently brush it away.

It seems like a casual remark.

But that terrifying purple palm print vanished without a trace in an instant.

"What?!" Qingxu's expression changed drastically.

"Impossible! You're just a lingering remnant!"

"Your regret is enough to awaken you," the Dao Ancestor of Creation said slowly. "Unfortunately, you remain stubbornly unenlightened."

"Your path is ultimately wrong."