The multitude of sentient beings and immortals present, upon hearing this, all erupted in excitement!
They cried out in unison:
“Teacher is merciful!”
The scene of millions of sentient beings and immortals prostrating themselves once again stirred a tempest across the divine land of Kyushu and the vast Four Seas, forming a tide that swept across the world. Big Wind Novel
As the thoughts of millions of sentient beings and immortals converged, Wu Tao’s lips moved slightly, but no sound emanated.
Instantly, the multitude of sentient beings and immortals below the peak seemed to sense something and simultaneously halted the words they were about to utter.
Closing his eyes slightly, Wu Tao sensed for a moment. As if understanding something, his expression suddenly darkened. After the thunderous cheers subsided…
He slowly extended a finger and pointed into the void.
Silently, it drew the attention of millions of immortals. A point of purple-gold divine light shot from Wu Tao’s hand and vanished into the heavens above.
“This time, I have expounded the Dao to the world and transmitted it to the fated. Since I have accepted your reverence as a disciple, and you millions of beings call me Master, acknowledging my status as the foremost cultivator in the world, then as the foremost person in the world today, I must also fulfill my duty…”
Before Wu Tao’s words had even finished, a trace of blood suddenly flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned deathly pale.
One by one, mysterious purple-gold flames ignited from his body. He was burning his very being, even his dantian and sea of consciousness began to collapse. He was destroying himself!
"Rumble!"
As the mysterious purple-gold flames burned, Wu Tao’s cultivation throughout his life seemed to be ignited at this moment. The transparent flames illuminated all eras, transforming into a sky-piercing sea of fire that reached the heavens, tearing through all the heavenly barriers above.
The purple-gold flames scorched the sky. The Nine Heavens were also engulfed in a sea of fire by the flames emitted by Dao Monarch Wu Tao, spreading for miles upon miles, an endless expanse of fire burning fiercely in the once azure heavens.
The Nine Heavens began to boil, as if unable to withstand the power of the self-immolation of Wu Tao, the foremost cultivator in the world, as if they were about to be completely purified and destroyed by this divine flame!
The rules of the Three Thousand Great Daos were burning, and even the supreme heavenly Dao had changed. Under the power of the mysterious purple-gold flames, all things returned to their origin, reverting to chaos.
After the Dao light, a rain of blood poured down, scattering across the starry sky. The collision of the Three Thousand Great Daos shook heaven and earth…
“The Great Dao is in turmoil, this is a sign of a Dao Monarch’s demise. But Teacher’s Dao techniques and divine powers are supreme in the world, having spread the Dao and suppressed the current era, how could this be… how could this happen…” Below the giant peak, the multitude of sentient beings and immortals were thrown into panic by this sudden change.
A Dao Monarch merging with the heavenly Dao is one who has imprinted their essence into the myriad paths of heaven and earth. When a Dao Monarch reaches their twilight years and is no longer at their peak, they can no longer suppress the Three Thousand Great Daos of heaven and earth, thus causing the Great Dao to be in turmoil and blood to rain from the Nine Heavens.
Now that the Nine Heavens were changing, this could not help but make many powerful cultivators, who were at the peak of the Purple Mansion realm and one step away from reaching the Nascent Soul Dao Monarch realm, think of this.
“But why… logically, it’s impossible…”
“That peerless man, like an immortal, like a god, is in his prime. He should be more than capable of suppressing all the Daos of heaven and earth, so why is this happening…”
Wu Tao, enveloped in the purple-gold flames, sighed softly.
Having arrived below the timeline and completely merged with the source of time, Wu Tao was now the foremost expert of the human race.
In the end, he still looked towards the multitude of sentient beings and immortals densely packed below the towering peak. After a moment of silence, he finally gently extended his arm.
In his eyes, there was an indescribable, peculiar hue—a hue of helplessness, of self-mockery, even of sorrow, of apology, of bitterness. But eventually, these expressions vanished, leaving only one color.
That was determination, an unyielding determination!
His voice, at this moment, truly resounded through the Nine Heavens and the earth!
“Return, lament of my soul, my life has no anchor.”
“My body is burnt, what use is my soul? My soul holds nine drops of yang oil…”
“What night is this, with no reliance and no desire, ignite the nine oils within my soul.”
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“My blood has dried, my tears have withered…”
“Your soul, how could it fade? My life, burns the Nine Heavens…”
As the heavy words landed…
The Nine Heavens, fiercely burning in the sky-piercing sea of fire, suddenly underwent a monumental change. Space and time became chaotic, and the world fractured.
Boundless darkness, like a monstrous demonic aura, swept through heaven and earth. An overwhelming majesty pressed down upon the entire world, giving one the illusion that the heavens were about to collapse!
A vast, boundless, and monstrous demonic aura surged forth, rising between heaven and earth like a pillar supporting the sky, immense and boundless! Vaguely, one could sense that the terrifying aura that changed the very color of heaven and earth was emanating from this pillar of demonic energy.
In a trance, people seemed to see a colossal monster, shrouded in darkness and eclipsing the sky, suddenly appear in the Nine Heavens and begin to ravage with impunity.
Its colossal head, so massive it inspired awe, tilted upwards, revealing a body as grand as a mountain range.
The monster, from the source of darkness, any trivial movement of its colossal body was enough to create gigantic whirlpools in the Nine Heavens capable of swallowing thousands of miles of clouds. Every action was as terrifying as a natural disaster.
And in its indifferent pupils, there was only the cold bestiality that devoured all things.
And at this moment, this colossal beast raised its head, silently looking down upon the multitude of sentient beings and immortals below, like ants.
Under the gaze of millions of sentient beings and immortals, this monster from the source of darkness was like an insurmountable wall, stretching to infinity, blocking the entire world, a sight of utter despair… No, it was even larger than a high wall; it was a mountain! It was a continuous mountain range!
At this moment, as far as the eye could see, most of the Nine Heavens seemed to be covered by the monstrous body of this creature, even the sunlight appeared dim and lusterless.
However, within the purple-gold, sky-piercing sea of fire that filled the Nine Heavens with temperatures reaching billions of degrees, even the body of this terrifying monster from the source of darkness was scorched by the fiercely burning purple-gold flames, sustaining some injuries.
"Rumble!!!!!!"
The entire Nine Heavens were in a frenzy for its fury. Boundless gales and colossal whirlpools were born with its every move.
In the face of this terrifying monster from the source of darkness, it was as if the entire world was enraged along with it.
“Natural disaster…”
“Monster…”
“Dark hand…”
Below the colossal peak stretching ten thousand zhang, the multitude of sentient beings and immortals… upon seeing this scene, could only murmur in unison.
Indeed, besides a natural disaster, the multitude of sentient beings and immortals… had no other words to describe this colossal monster that suddenly appeared and blotted out the sky.
Its very existence was like destruction, a curse, an eruption of disaster, poison, and death—a natural disaster that left no room for resistance.
Originally, the multitude of sentient beings and immortals all believed themselves to be disciples of Dao Monarch Wu Tao, fearless warriors, and that anyone who dared to threaten their master was their enemy.
However, the moment they saw this monster, they truly understood what unease, what fear, and what disquiet meant.
The multitude of sentient beings and immortals, casting glances from the corners of their eyes, also saw the fear mixed with the unusually grim expressions on the faces of those around them.
Dao Monarch Wu Tao, who had burned his flesh and spirit to transform into power, now held the “God Slaying Sword” and stood atop the sky peak, facing the raging wind.
His eyes, devoid of fear, stared at the colossal dragon, which seemed like a natural disaster, before him. In his eyes, there was only hostility, his posture like that of a majestic war god, an unspeakable domineering aura emanating from him.
“The monster recorded in the tattered ancient scroll, you are afraid…”
“Rumble rumble rumble!!!!!!!!!”
Like a dragon’s roar, like rolling thunder, the deafening roar instantly spread across the Nine Heavens, the immense sound causing the very sky to tremble.
The monster from the source of darkness, a dark corner of the heavenly Dao, the Dragon King of Destruction, “Yeskodar,” had been thoroughly enraged!
Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar…
The colossal beast, filled with darkness, roared incessantly. Darkness, filled with death, arrived in an instant. Below the Nine Heavens, half the sky was pitch black, and the other half was purple-gold. The beast exuded a disturbing, profound darkness, and its rampant, ominous power was unleashed to its heart’s content, expressing its dark emotions.
“Is he going all out…”
Observing the colossal being before him, whose body was so immense it stretched beyond sight, like an endless wall blocking his view, Wu Tao’s mind instantly grasped this point.
Wu Tao smiled calmly, his palm suddenly clenched. Brilliant purple-gold light erupted. His tightly clenched fist was like ten suns rising from the horizon, illuminating the earth.
The light diffused everywhere. Wherever the sun shone, it was bathed in a purple-gold hue, as if the purple-gold fire could instantly annihilate everything in the world.
The Dragon King of Destruction, “Yeskodar,” deeper than the abyss, darker than darkness, saw this and greedily opened its colossal mouth, like a gluttonous beast. As if mustering all its strength, it lunged forward and directly swallowed the ten suns released by Wu Tao into its belly.
The Dragon of Destruction, “Yeskodar,” unrestrictedly stretched its body. Its colossal form moved unhindered through the purple-gold, sky-piercing sea of fire, its mouth agape, fangs bared, and tongue flicking, as if mocking Wu Tao’s overestimation of his strength.
With a single finger and the utterance of the word “Explode,” his voice was like spring thunder, yet inadequate to describe Wu Tao’s determination. In the next moment, it was as if all the spiritual energy in heaven and earth vibrated, and instantly, it was as if everyone’s eardrums were pierced and their minds roared, watching what happened next almost blankly.
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