Dao Ancestor, You Set Me Up!

When Ren Qing had first entered seclusion, he could still sense the movements within the shelter. Through the Heavenly Dao Tree, he could even perceive the rising moon and setting sun in the world inside his stomach.

He had also clearly heard the hymns proclaiming the descent of the Primordial Heavenly Venerate.

The strange Heavenly Dao aura emanating from the Primordial Heavenly Venerate was on the ground more than a hundred thousand li above the shelter, having only just set foot in this world.

Yet as he delved deeper into cultivating the Three Pure Heavens, his condition worsened by the day.

Aberration silently surfaced across his skin and flesh. Though it was only at the Martial Human Realm, its origins were impossible to trace, leaving Ren Qing mired in a swamp and unable to pull himself free.

Ren Qing could feel his body gradually slipping out of control. The outer layers of flesh had been wholly claimed by aberration, though fortunately his bones and internal organs remained unharmed.

But he could not suppress the aberration. He could only force his body to consume it, causing excess flesh to proliferate as his body continued to swell.

Before long, even Ren Qing's five senses began to decline, his joints clogged shut by overgrown bone.

The Three Pure Heavens aura circulated through his meridians faster and faster, sending stabbing pain through his flesh and bones, as if deliberately accelerating the aberration.

Ren Qing tried to summon the Information Flow, only to discover that it was completely useless.

His heart filled with wariness. If the Information Flow truly was behind this, then the old Heavenly Dao was not quite dead, and it intended to use Ren Qing as a scapegoat.

Ren Qing had realized long ago that the Information Flow was connected to the