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Chapter 1466: Strongest Great Dao Paragon!

It was… Sen Mu!

Great Dao Paragon Sen Mu had forcefully descended in Seven Moons Sect and launched the first battle between One Dao Sect and Su Ming, who was then the third prince, and Seven Moons Sect. He had personally led the attack.

Even though One Dao Sect had withdrawn from the battle, Sen Mu's bearing had stood above all those from Seven Moons Sect and had forced Gu Tai and the others to participate in a gamble. That alone was enough to see Sen Mu's arrogance.

The moment his voice traveled through One Dao Sect, he appeared in front of Su Ming. He did not use any divine abilities. Instead, with one finger containing power that seemed to be able to destroy the world, he charged at Su Ming.

A loud bang shot up, and it instantly spread through the entire world. Sen Mu's expression changed then. He moved hundreds of feet backwards, and when he lifted his head, he stared up.

Su Ming lowered his right hand. With a fling of his arm, the destructive power in Sen Mu's finger was neutralized. At that moment, when he lowered his right hand, he glared at Sen Mu coldly, though his expression was as calm as ever.

"Sir, you are an unfamiliar sight. I have never heard of any sect in Ancient Zang that had a new Great Dao Paragon. Since you are here and since you say that you want to destroy One Dao Sect, why don't you tell us who you are?!"

Sen Mu stared at Su Ming while speaking coldly, but his heart was already trembling. In fact, he was slightly shocked, because his attack just then had not been as simple as it seemed. It was one of his strongest divine abilities. With a casual point of his finger, he could even fight against Great Dao Paragons who were as powerful as him.

However… the black-robed young man before him right had managed to neutralize his attack with just a fling of his arm. He had not even stepped back after that, which told him a lot.

'This person… is powerful even among the Great Dao Paragons!'

Sen Mu's heart let out a thump. He knew clearly that there were distinctions between the strong and weak even among Great Dao Paragons. However, even though his heart was thumping violently against his chest, he did not feel like he was in danger, because while the distinctions between the weak and strong were clear, there had never been Great Dao Paragons who would kill each other in Ancient Zang.

"Great Dao Paragon Sen Mu, have you forgotten me?"

Su Ming took a step forward. When his foot landed, he lifted his right hand and formed a seal to point in the direction before him. Immediately, the air in front of him roared and shattered. Layers of space tumbled back, and the destruction instantly spread to Sen Mu.

"I am not one to remember faces very well. I do indeed not quite remember who you are."

Just as he said those words, Sen Mu lifted his right hand and seized the air in the direction below him. When he lifted his hand, a layer of ripples spread out to crash against Su Ming's incoming destructive power. Booming sounds echoed in the air, and Sen Mu's expression changed again. He staggered hundreds of feet backwards.

"You will remember me," Su Ming said with a calm expression.

As he spoke, he turned into a long arc that charged at Sen Mu. The two of them instantly crashed into each other. Booming sounds shook the sky, and the countless One Dao Sect cultivators beneath discovered to their shock that the supreme Great Dao Paragon Sen Mu… was being forced back continuously.

He was retreating. With each clash, he was forced to move back as if the divine abilities from the young man in black were so strong that they contained a might he could not withstand. In fact, Sen Mu felt a presence around the young man that spoke of an indomitable will. Once Sen Mu took a step backwards… he would be forced to continue moving backwards!

At that moment, it was no longer important who he was. What was important was that Sen Mu had realized that he could not seize control of the situation. While booming sounds echoed in the air, his speed as he was forced back became faster, and he was pushed by Su Ming to the statue.

The shock of it was incredibly great to Sen Mu, because the times when Great Dao Paragons were unable to seize control over a fight were incredibly rare. After all, their power nearly reached the peak. All divine abilities cast by them could destroy the world, which was why if they were suppressed, then there was only one possible explanation to what was going on.

'This person… didn't even use his full power. He's doing all of this with ease!'

This possibility left Sen Mu in shock, and he felt rather aggrieved, because he was in One Dao Sect. He could not use divine abilities that would affect wide areas, or else, even without his enemy attacking, One Dao Sect would be destroyed.

When he saw that his body was about to be pushed to the statue, a sigh came from afar.

"Fellow Daoist, must you do this?"

Once the sigh appeared, an old man with red hair showed up on the other statue in the distance. With a wide stride, he walked towards Su Ming. With just one step, he arrived behind Su Ming. With a swing of his arm, the great power belonging to a Great Dao Paragon swept towards Su Ming while causing the world to tumble.

"I am Chi Yang. Fellow Daoist, if you stop now, we will not prevent your departure, and we can treat what happened today as a misunderstanding. Fellow Daoist, what do you think of this offer?"

Arriving along with the loud bangs were the red-haired old man's words.

When Sen Mu saw that Chi Yang's divine ability swept up the world into a storm to before approaching Su Ming, his eyes shone. He turned around and stopped retreating, then charged at Su Ming. He formed a seal with his hands, and immediately, the world before him distorted. He looked as if he had divided into hundreds of versions of himself. Each of them erupted with different divine abilities, and they all closed in on the black-robed man.

Su Ming's lips curled into a cold sneer. He formed a seal with his right hand and straightened his palm to fight against Sen Mu, then lifted his left hand and formed a seal with it before he threw it at the incoming storm.

At the instant his punch landed, an astonishing power erupted from his fist. A loud bang echoed in every direction. The wave of impact that stirred up instantly tumbled outwards, and all of One Dao Sect was drowned out by the deafening roar.

Many of the cultivators below immediately started bleeding from their eyes, nose, ears, and mouth. Then, the ones with higher levels of cultivation quickly set up Runes. The Sect Elders of One Dao Sect worked together to form protective seals.

There were seven among the Great Sect Elders of One Dao Sect who were Dao Paragons. When they flew out, they sat down in the air with only one task—to protect the disciples of One Dao Sect.

While the world rumbled, Chi Yang was to Su Ming's left, and Sen Mu was to his right. With his own power, Su Ming withstood the two Great Dao Paragons' attacks. He remained unmoved in the air.

Sen Mu's expression changed, and he swiftly fell back as booming sounds continued without end. He moved one thousand feet back. Blood trickled down the corners of his mouth. When he lifted his head, he looked at Su Ming with incredulity in his gaze.

On Su Ming's other side, the expression of old Chi Yan also changed. He moved one thousand feet back, and when he looked at Su Ming, s grim look appeared on his face.

Just like Sen Mu, he did not expect that the black-robed young man was so strong. With his strength alone, he fought against both of them. His expression did not change either.

'This is not just the power of a Great Dao Paragon. It is a vast power that is far beyond our imagination!

'He is a Great Dao Paragon, but his true power… is far more terrifying than his Realm!'

At the instant Chi Yang and Sen Mu moved back, an old palm appeared behind Su Ming without a single sound to push him down.

That strike contained no aura, and the timing was impeccable. It was right at the moment Su Ming forced Chi Yang and Sen Mu back. Contained in the palm was an incredibly great destructive power, but it did not spread out.

It was just about to touch Su Ming, when… Su Ming's third eye flew open. His eight overlapping Great Dao Paragons immediately shone with a black light. It instantly covered Su Ming's entire body, and the palm landed on the black light.

Booming sounds echoed in the air. With his right hand, Su Ming seized the air behind him without any hesitation. With it, the air behind him distorted and crumbled. An old figure instantly appeared. It was a short old man dressed in a black robe. At that moment, his expression was extremely grim. He took a few steps back to form an encirclement together with Chi Yang and Sen Mu.

"You're all finally here," Su Ming said faintly while standing in the encirclement formed by the three people.

At that moment, there was a black screen of light surrounding him. When it landed in the others' eyes, their expressions changed again. They were… incredulous.

"This is the first time I see a Great Dao Paragon whose power exceeds his current level of cultivation, instead of the same, equal development the rest of us share in this Realm…

"Third prince, your power is so great that if it was not because of the limits of your Realm, you might be able to bring forth the power of a ninth level Dao God, but I have to ask, is Lin Dong Dong alright?" Bai Lu asked slowly with a grim look that had never been seen on his face before.

It was just as he said. Right then, The depths of Su Ming's power of cultivation base came from the Tree of Dao Verification, and it had surpassed his Realm. If he was a jug, he would have enough water, but the mouth of the jug was just so big. Only a limited amount of his power could flow out.

Still, he could already fight against three Great Dao Paragons and not be at a disadvantage, because at that moment, he… was the strongest among the Great Dao Paragons!

"You managed to bring forth a light from your eight overlapping Great Dao Paragons that is different from the other Great Dao Paragons. This is a feat possible only to those who managed to sound nine Dao Spirit Voices, and right now, the only person who has not become a Great Dao Paragon but has sounded nine Dao Spirit Voices… is the third prince who went missing when the dimensions where the Tree of Dao Verification lies were destroyed two thousand something years ago!"

Chi Yang's pupils shrank as he stared at Su Ming. Once he was able to identify him, he knew that on that day… they were bound to fight to the death.

"I didn't expect that you would have become a Great Dao Paragon with just two thousand something years since we last met…" Sen Mu said slowly while looking at Su Ming. There was a slightly complicated look on his face.

When the three of them spoke, their voices were heard by the One Dao Sect cultivators below them. Their expressions changed. There were some among them who had experienced the destruction of the three dimensions, and even those who did not know about it had heard of the drastic changes that had happened at the time.

It was an incredibly devastating blow to all sects and clans in Ancient Zang, and it also brought the end of the competition between the successors.

At that moment, when the cultivators saw Su Ming again and heard the words of the three Great Dao Paragons, the shock in their hearts immediately turned into a howling storm.

Chapter 1467: Ancient Zang Rules

Su Ming's expression remained calm. When he came to One Dao Sect, he did not intend to continue hiding his identity. It was nothing to him even if he was recognized. The cultivators there were already meaningless to him.

Be it the three Great Dao Paragons or the other cultivators, all of them were just pieces in his process to Possess Xuan Zang. But… that process was too real, so real that even if Su Ming understood everything, he still came to One Dao Sect to kill.

Even though he knew that everything did not exist, he was persistent. In truth, he could just use the epiphany he had gained from Lin Dong Dong. It allowed him to seem separated from the space of the world. His existence could become something without corporeal form, so all divine abilities would seep through his body.

However, Su Ming did not choose to do that. He chose to truly attack. It was all… because of Seven Moons Sect. Be it Lan Lan, Gu Tai, or Xu Zhong Fan, who had been really kind to Su Ming, they had appeared in his life, and even if they had departed from his side, they still left behind different tracks in his life.

It was just as if how destiny would determine who would walk into a person's life, but the people themselves would have to decide who would stay.

Some people were bound to accompany each other for life, and some were bound to just leave a mark in another person's life…

Those marks could be deep or shallow. The deep marks would be remembered for life, and the shallow ones… would just be brief, unmemorable guests in a person's life.

"Lin Dong Dong… is doing well. He's living in his own world."

When Su Ming said those words faintly, his eyes shone with an aloof glare. He took a step forward.

He was an eighth level Great Dao Paragon, but the depth of his cultivation base had long since surpassed what that Realm pertained, which was why he was the strongest Great Dao Paragon… and also the strongest among all below ninth level Dao Gods.

The only thing regrettable about the situation was that his great reputation was still unknown to many people, but he could already foresee that once he left One Dao Sect and everyone heard about the things that happened in One Dao Sect, his name… would become the center of attention in all of Ancient Zang!

The moment Su Ming moved forward, Chi Yang, Sen Mu, and Bai Lu took a step forward as well. Their expressions were different, but the grave look in their eyes was the same. The more they came to understand Su Ming's power, the greater the pressure they felt.

He was the strongest Great Dao Paragon. The power that he could bring forth with the might of his cultivation base was a force that stood at the peak of all others and would not disappear quickly. Su Ming could remain at the peak of his condition for a long time, and even if both sides suffered the same injuries, their effect on him would be drastically reduced, while the three of them could not claim the same.

At the instant Su Ming's foot landed, Sen Mu lifted his right hand. White light appeared on his hand, and white snow showed up before him. It swiftly gathered into a block of ice that instantly froze the entire area.

Immediately after, Chi Yang formed a seal with his hands and let out a breath that turned into a sun. It exuded incredible heat that formed a formation of ice and fire with Sen Mu's ice, which then charged at Su Ming with a force that covered the sky and earth.

As for Bai Lu, he did not participate in the attack. Instead, he swung his arms outwards, and his sleeves immediately grew exponentially longer, until they covered the entire area as if he wanted to cover the sky and the moon.

Two were in charge of attack, and one sealed the area and set up defenses. Each of the three Great Dao Paragons of One Dao Sect chose the area in which they performed the best.

Su Ming's expression did not change much in the face of the trio's combined attack. It was something he hoped would happen, since it would mean that he could spare the effort of killing them one by one. He could just… kill of them in one go.

Su Ming let out a cold snort, then brought his right hand up. Without any hesitation, he pushed it down right after. With it, his four great wills erupted from his body, and the aura that he brought forth increased by leaps and bounds. It was as if his level of cultivation had increased a little!

Wills always had the capability to instantly increase the power of a person's cultivation base. This did not mean that they would help them increase one level in Dao Divinity Realm, but that they were a form of stimulation and release, just like how they had helped Su Ming stand up against a Dao Paragon while he was still in Dao Spirit Realm, albeit with great difficulty. The four great wills from Harmonious Morus Alba also allowed him to kill all cultivators in the first or second level of Dao Divinity Realm in one shot.

At that moment, when they spread out, Su Ming's long purple hair moved without wind. His robes fluttered, and when he pushed his right hand downwards, booming sounds immediately surged into the sky. The next instant, multiple cracks in space that seemed to be able to divide the world appeared around him. They connected together to form a ring, then spread out swiftly with loud bangs.

Wherever the ring went, space would shatter. One Dao Sect's land trembled while the world rumbled. Then, it sank hundreds of feet downwards. As for the protective Rune the disciples of One Dao Sect had formed, a part of it immediately shattered, and a gap was formed. The sect elders of One Dao Sect coughed up blood, and some of the disciples screamed shrilly in pain. When the ground sank, their bodies and souls were destroyed because they could not withstand the force.

When the ground trembled, the expression of Sen Mu and the other two changed drastically at the same time. When the cracks in space surrounding Su Ming swept towards them, they crashed against their divine abilities.

Su Ming did not choose to dodge or retreat, but to fight against them head-on!

Booming sounds instantly echoed in the air, and when they reached a deafening degree, Sen Mu's expression changed. He personally saw Su Ming being able to withstand the Art he used to freeze the area while using his own divine ability to fight against his Art.

Then, Sen Mu had to withstand the force of that Art. The moment he coughed up blood, he sensed a vast amount of power that could not be described with words crash into his body, and he could not help but move back.

Chi Yang also went through the same thing. He personally saw the sun he manifested using his divine ability exude his power of a Great Dao Paragon when it crashed against Su Ming's divine ability, and he too, had to withstand Su Ming's divine ability. When he coughed up a mouthful of blood, he fell back, unable to control himself.

The last was Bai Lu. He did not launch any direct attacks, but the seals and protection he set up showed faint signs of intending to suppress the ripples of Su Ming's power, and at that moment, all of them crumbled to pieces.

As they fell back, the three Great Dao Paragons of One Dao Sect all looked at Su Ming in shock, because he could be said to have completely withstood their divine abilities… but not a single change in emotion could be detected on his face.

"Strongest Great Dao Paragon, the fourth strongest in Ancient Zang. As expected, he isn't someone we can handle…" When Bai Lu moved back, a dispirited look appeared on his face. He stared at Su Ming, and there was a weary tone in his voice.

"We aren't your opponents, but even if you came for Seven Moons Sect and can suppress the three of us with just your power alone… you can't kill us.

"This is a rule set by the Emperor of Ancient Zang. Deaths will not occur in fights among Great Dao Paragons. All those who are yet to become Dao Gods cannot break this rule."

Bai Lu's weary voice sounded calm while Sen Mu and Chi Yang did not say a single word. At that moment, when they moved back, while their gazes when they looked at Su Ming were grim, they did not hold any sort of great fear due to the threat of death.

"Seven Moons Sect went seeking their own trouble, and we were merciful by not destroying all of them. Third prince, you have a great level of cultivation, so you can go on ahead and kill all the disciples in One Dao Sect. It doesn't matter to us even if you kill them all.

"With the three of us still here, One Dao Sect will remain for all eternity. IT has inherited the Emperor of Ancient Zang's kismet, and before long, it will prosper even greater than before," Chi Yang said slowly, completely aloof to the cultivators' below survival.

"The Emperor of Ancient Zang's rule, huh?" Su Ming lowered his head and looked at his right hand. When he lifted his head, a freezing glare shone in his eyes, and he instantly moved in front of Chi Yang.

"Well then, I insist on testing whether this rule can be broken."

As he spoke, Su Ming clenched his right fist while in front of Chi Yang. The four great wills swiftly gathered on him, and he threw a punch.

Chi Yang's pupils shrank, but a cold sneer appeared on his face. When he lifted his right hand, a sun showed up on his palm. Eight more suns manifested alongside it and charged at Su Ming.

Booming sounds shook the sky and earth, but Su Ming did not dodge. He simply let the nine suns approach him. When they landed on his body, his right fist crashed into Chi Yang's chest.

When his punch landed, blood trickled down the corners of Chi Yang's mouth. He was forced backwards.

Su Ming's expression was as calm as ever, but his killing intent grew stronger. He instantly charged after Chi Yang. All along the way, booming sounds rose continuously.

While Chi Yang was forced back nonstop, Bai Lu and Sen Mu chased after them in silence. Just as they were about to attack, Chi Yang's laughter echoed in One Dao Sect.

"Did you sense the rule? As long as you haven't become a ninth level Dao God, you cannot kill Great Dao Paragons!"

While Chi Yang was forced back, his robes were drenched in blood, but his life force was still as abundant as ever and did not show any signs of being extinguished. After seeing that, Su Ming's eyes sparkled. He had indeed sensed a restrictive power descend from the world and weaken his divine abilities and Arts to a point that they could not kill Chi Yang when they landed on him.

"God of Berserkers Transformation!"

The killing intent in Su Ming's eyes remained the same. The moment he spoke, his body let out a bang and instantly grew. His aura grew stronger, gathering together the power of his God of Berserkers Transformation and his four great wills, then fusing with his cultivation base and his eight Great Dao Paragons.

All that power was then channeled to Su Ming's right index finger, and with a power that shook the sky and earth while intending to destroy all manner of being, it charged at the laughing Chi Yang.

Chi Yang did not even bother to dodge. He just looked at Su Ming with a fixed gaze. The strength of that one finger caused him to feel apprehensive. In fact, he could even feel the shadow of death looming over him, but his expression instantly turned ferocious, and contempt appeared on his face. He was mocking Su Ming's act of wanting to kill him and laughing at him because it was only a joke.

So what if Su Ming's strongest force was contained in that finger? With the rule around, Chi Yang was bound to not die!

Piercing howls echoed in his ears when Su Ming's right index finger tore through space. At the instant it closed in on the center of Chi Yang's brow… an endless net appeared in front of it!

That net was practically invisible, and it was between Su Ming's finger and Chi Yang, serving as a block.

Chapter 1468: Kill Great Dao Paragons!

The nearly invisible net was shining with a piercing dark light at that moment. It was flashing rapidly while acting like a wall between Su Ming and Chi Yang. Every single time it shone, it weakened the power contained in Su Ming's finger.

In just a few breaths, the semi-transparent net took away nearly eight-tenths of the power contained in Su Ming's finger, and derision showed up on Chi Yang's face. Right then, there were only a few inches between him and Su Ming, but that distance might as well have been the one the separating he sky and the earth.

Bai Lu and Sen Mu did not approach them, but just watched Su Ming coldly. In their eyes, the third prince did possess a strength they had never had before and was indeed the strongest among all Great Dao Paragons. In Ancient Zang, only the ninth level Dao Gods were above him…

But… in Ancient Zang, the emperor's rule existed. It did not allow Great Dao Paragons to kill each other, which was why… in truth, the threat of death did not exist for Great Dao Paragons.

"With the Emperor of Ancient Zang's rule around, you won't be able to kill me," Chi Yang said flatly while not moving an inch.

Su Ming's eyes sparkled brilliantly.

"Is that so?"

The moment Su Ming said those words, he lifted his left hand, formed a seal, then pushed down with his right hand. His third eye opened at the center of his brow, and the eight Great Dao Paragons in it instantly let out a powerful black light. It swiftly surrounded Su Ming's body.

When it spread out, his eight overlapping Great Dao Paragons showed their forms in his third eye. They fused with him, and when they spread out in every direction, they seemed to do so by treating the semi-transparent barrier as the center, and then, the world around Su Ming turned dark.

It looked like… darkness and light had been very clearly divided. The moment the division formed, Su Ming's power erupted from his body once again.

It surpassed the power contained in his finger just then, and his right index finger… seemed about to phase through the semi-transparent net. When he touched it, a bulge appeared in the net as if Su Ming he was about to touch Chi Yang.

This change immediately caused Sen Mu and Bai Lu's expressions to change. It was the same for Chi Yang, but despite his pupils shrinking, he still did not move back. He would not allow himself to take even half a step back, because he believed firmly that with the Emperor of Ancient Zang's rule around, the third prince before him would not have the right to kill him, no matter what.

If he moved back, then he, who practiced the Art of Kismet, would show that he did not believe in the Emperor of Ancient Zang's rule, and even if it was an instinctive action, it would have some effect on his power.

If he knew this, then Sen Mu and Bai Lu would naturally understand it as well, which was why even though their expressions had changed, they did not close in. That fight… might have seemed between them and Su Ming, but in truth, it was Su Ming fighting against the Emperor of Ancient Zang's rule.

The black light shining from the eight overlapping Great Dao Paragons caused Sen Mu and Bai Lu to feel slightly oppressed, for some unknown reason.

Bai Lu's pupils shrank, and dhe stared at Su Ming's black world before he suddenly spoke. "This black light… After all those who sounded nine Dao Spirit Voices become Great Dao Paragons, they shine in different colors. This is something that is completely different from us, who became Great Dao Paragons even though we never managed to sound nine Dao Spirit Voices.

"We've overlooked the third prince's Great Dao Paragon light just now. Sen Mu, have you ever seen a Great Dao Paragon shine with black light?"

A grave look had long since appeared in Sen Mu's eyes. The black light around Su Ming had also puzzled him slightly. His bewilderment had not been strong before, but right then, he was rather uneasy.

"Black light… I've indeed never seen it before. I remember that Great Dao Paragon Feng Shan's light is white… Why would black light appear around the third prince's Great Dao Paragons?"

The moment Sen Mu spoke, an astonishing bang shot up from the spot where the fight was happening. As that sound spread out, Chi Yang's scornful laughter rang out.

"How are you going to destroy me?" There was a provocative tone in Chi Yang's voice, along with derision as well as great confidence.

"It is indeed rather troublesome." When the bulging semi-transparent net was only one inch away from the center of Chi Yang's brow, Su Ming spoke from his dark world.

"But it's just a minor trouble. It's not hard for me to kill you," Su Ming said flatly and lifted his right foot to step on the air under him. With it, the world immediately roared, and an illusory shadow appeared under his feet.

At first glance, no one could really tell what that illusory shadow was. It was like a tree trunk, and it went charging to the ground under Su Ming with loud booms. Once it landed, the ground cracked as if the trunk wanted to take root. The tree trunk rose upwards, over Su Ming, and in an instant, a huge tree appeared in the black world.

When the existence bearing the appearance of a big tree rose tall in the world, the pupils of Sen Mu and Bai Lu shrank again. Their expressions changed drastically. The incredulity in their eyes surpassed the shock they felt when they noticed Su Ming's level of cultivation. To them, the appearance of the big tree was even more incredible and unimaginable than Su Ming becoming a Great Dao Paragon.

"This… This is…"

"The ancient Tree of Dao Verification! This is the Tree of Dao Verification, how could this be?!"

"The three layers of that dimension were destroyed, and the Tree of Dao Verification died. Ancient Zang's palace had notified the entire country about it, so how could the third prince bring it out?!"

"His level of cultivation… his power… Damn it, his power is different from the other Great Dao Paragons because he obtained the Tree of Dao Verification's power!"

Sen Mu and Bai Lu sucked in sharp breaths because the huge tree that appeared around Su Ming… was the Tree of Dao Verification!

When it manifested around Su Ming, it stood tall in the world. Its roots spread to the depths as if it had long since penetrated far into the ground. Its tree crown lifted the sky as if it wanted to replace it. Moments later, an indescribable presence descended on all of One Dao Sect's world.

That presence was very strong, and it had a desolate air about it. There was also an ancient air filling the entire area.

Chi Yang stared at the huge Tree of Dao Verification that had suddenly appeared before him in a daze. At that moment, his mind was blank, and the shock of what had happened threw all of his thoughts into a mess.

No matter what, he did not expect himself to be able to see… the astonishing Tree of Dao Verification in One Dao Sect's world!

The cultivation base in Su Ming's body had been a serendipity granted to him by Hao Hao. It had existed in him in the body of a tree, and if he hadn't had the chance to gain an epiphany of the power of the Tree of Dao Verification changing the world while it grew for two thousand years, Su Ming would not have been able to make the Tree of Dao Verification manifest. After all, he only had the body of the tree, while the epiphany allowed him to make its form come into being.

When he had both form and the tree's body, the appearance of the second Tree of Dao Verification was no longer something surprising.

It was Su Ming's killing move. It was also why he had chosen to come to One Dao Sect and destroy the sect's very foundation.

The instant the Tree of Dao Verification appeared in Su Ming's black world and its desolate presence spread in every direction, power gathered on Su Ming's right index finger again. Right before Sen Mu and Bai Lu's eyes, the Tree of Dao Verification… started contorting as if the power that surpassed that of all cultivators in the Tree of Dao Verification was fusing into Su Ming's right index finger.

Su Ming's finger then touched the semi-transparent net…

The protrusion on the net reached its breaking point. When the dark light flashed again, the world roared. Right before Chi Yang's face, the net turned into a blurry mess, and an aloof face appeared on it.

That face belonged to the Emperor of Ancient Zang, and it was the one Su Ming had seen on the imperishable will while in the dimension where the Tree of Dao Verification was. The battle to the death then turned into a clash between the Tree of Dao Verification and the Emperor of Ancient Zang.

If the Emperor of Ancient Zang gained the upper hand, the rule would remain unchanged. Su Ming would remain unable to kill the other Great Dao Paragons while he was a Great Dao Paragon in Ancient Zang as well.

However, if Su Ming's Tree of Dao Verification gained the upper hand, he would break the rule, and then, from that moment onwards, he would become someone who could ignore the rule in Ancient Zang. He would be able to kill Great Dao Paragons!

Red appeared in Chi Yang's eyes as he stared fixedly at Su Ming. As a Great Dao Paragon, he believed firmly in his Dao of Kismet and in the Emperor of Ancient Zang's rule.

At that moment, he lifted his hands and pushed forward swiftly while he let out a low growl.

The instant the Emperor of Ancient Zang's face crashed against the Tree of Dao Verification Su Ming manifested and mighty pressure swirled around, the world rumbled. All the mountains in One Dao Sect collapsed, and countless cultivators were reduced to ashes because they could not withstand the pressure.

The rumbles became louder, and endless ripples appeared on the Emperor of Ancient Zang's face, but Su Ming's Tree of Dao Verification was also reduced to an illusion. At the moment the clash reached its most intense state, a brilliant spark shone in Su Ming's eyes.

His right hand instantly shot through the face of the Emperor of Ancient Zang formed by the rule and landed directly at the center of Chi Yang's brow.

It was just a slight tap, but when Su Ming pulled his right hand back, the rumbles in the world reached their loudest. The rule shattered. The Emperor of Ancient Zang's face contorted and fell apart. While booming sounds shot up, disbelief appeared in Chi Yang's eyes.

A hole was between his eyebrows. No blood flowed out, but veins popped up on his face. They squirmed about as if countless branches were in them, occupying them. Then, his eyes gradually lost focus.

As if he had lost all his vitality, he plunged to the ground.

The swift change made Sen Mu and Bai Lu's hearts roar, and a huge storm they had never experienced before rose up in their souls.

"The rule… shattered before him…"

"Black light… Black light has never appeared before among Great Dao Paragons. It symbolizes destruction and that he will be able to ignore Ancient Zang's rule from now on!"

Chapter 1469: The God of Berserkers Rises in Ancient Zang

There was no longer any light in Chi Yang's eyes. As a Great Dao Paragon of One Dao Sect, a powerful warrior who had inherited the Dao of Kismet, and someone who could be said to stand among the most powerful of Ancient Zang, he had never thought there would come a day when he would die.

He had inherited the Art of Kismet, and with how great One Dao Sect's kismet was, the omen of death should have never appeared in his destiny, which was why while Chi Yang did pay attention to Su Ming's appearance, he did not feel any sort of threat to his own life.

He believed in kismet and destiny. He also believed that kismet and the Emperor of Ancient Zang's rule was something no one could break. He thus did not believe that he was in danger of dying

His confidence ended the moment Su Ming used his right index finger to break the Emperor of Ancient Zang's rule, tore the semi-transparent net, and tapped the center of Chi Yang's brow.

His finger had torn space in the end and ignored the rule as if it moved through the passage of time to press down between Chi Yang's eyebrows. At that moment, the branches of the Tree of Dao Verification burrowed deep into his body through Su Ming's finger before instantly spreading out. When Su Ming lifted his right index finger, while Chi Yang's body remained the same as it did before, in truth, his insides had been replaced by countless branches, and his soul vanished.

One Great Dao Paragon died, and his body plunged to the ground. His eyes were lustreless, but his indignation seemed to be buried deep in his lifeless pupils. There was also great disbelief there too.

He was in shock because since ancient times, he was the first Great Dao Paragon who did not die by the hands of a ninth level Dao God. His death broke the rules in Ancient Zang, and in Sen Mu as well as Bai Lu's eyes, Su Ming had even affected Ancient Zang's kismet.

Sen Mu and Bai Lu's hearts roared, and their expressions changed when they saw Chi Yang fall. Their pupils shrank, and they looked at Su Ming with an even graver expressions than before.

Su Ming remained calm. When he turned around, his cold and biting gaze landed on Bai Lu.

"The next is you."

When he said those words, Bai Lu's heart let out a thump. A feeling of death he had never experienced before instantly rose in his heart.

Bai Lu moved back without hesitation. He lifted his right hand, swung it before him, and a huge war drum appeared before him.

That war drum was purplish black. The moment it appeared, it exuded an ancient and astonishing presence. An oppressive force that seemed to press down on the world immediately filled One Dao Sect's world.

With a nervous tint to his voice, Bai Lu instantly called out to Sen Mu. "Sen Mu, if we don't attack at full force, then disaster will fall upon us today!"

Right at the moment his voice appeared, Bai Lu lifted his right hand and punched the huge war drum without any hesitation. Booming sounds instantly spread out with loud rumbles while shaking the sky and the earth.

Patches of red instantly appeared on the faces of the living One Dao Sect disciples underneath, and they sat down simultaneously. No matter what level of cultivation they possessed, blood-red threads appeared at the top of their skulls!

That was Bai Lu's true divine ability. His Art could go through various changes, but the quintessence of it was still kismet. When he cast it, he could use the origin kismet within all of the cultivators in One Dao Sect. The red threads were akin to their fates. At that moment, they filled the air, and when Bai Lu formed seals with his hands before pointing at them, they gathered together to turn into a blood-red figure.

Waves of terrifying power spread out of that figure, and it was like Bai Lu's clone, one that he could control at will. At that moment, the figure lifted its head swiftly. Blood-red light shone far and wide from its body, and it turned into a blood-red long arc that charged at Su Ming.

At the same time, a resolute look appeared in Sen Mu's eyes. A feeling of danger had already risen in his heart when he saw Chi Yang perish, and it could be said that he was faced with a life and death situation at that moment. If he and Bai Lu could not fend against Su Ming, then on that day, both of them would surely end up the same way as Chi Yang.

The power they had accumulated for many years would simply disappear. Their might as Great Dao Paragons would no longer exist. Their lives would also fade away, and they would no longer be present in the world.

That sort of thing was something Sen Mu could not accept. The moment the blood-red figure charged at Su Ming, Sen Mu sucked in a deep breath, lifted his right hand, and slapped his palm against his forehead.

"The power I accumulated in the dozens of aeons I practiced cultivation, I will turn it into one hundred cycles of life and death… Open… the power of thirty cycles!"

When Sen Mu's voice resounded through the air, a loud bang rang out in his body, and twenty-nine illusory figures appeared around him.

Among them were men and women. Their faces might have been different, but cultivators who had become Almighties would be able to tell that their souls were the same. All of them were Sen Mu!

Over the countless years Sen Mu practiced cultivation, he had managed to create his own path based on his unique Dao of Kismet. It was… the path of reincarnation!

The one hundred cycles of life and death were all suppressed by his hand and turned into seals that bound his power. At that moment, he released three-tenths of the seals. He could not instantly release all of the seals, or else he would face a catastrophic risk of becoming deranged. He could only gradually release them to stay himself. Right then, releasing three-tenths of the seals at once was his limit.

Along with the original one, there were thirty bodies occupying the sky and earth, and their monstrous presence shook the world at that moment.

When Sen Mu moved, it was as if thirty people moved together. They instantly charged at Su Ming and surrounded him as if they were forming a Rune.

"You will have thirty cycles of life and death reversed upon you, and you will return to the past… End of All Ancientness!"

When Sen Mu spoke, it was as if there were thirty people speaking at the same time. Their voices gathered together, but not only did they not form a wave of sound, they even sounded like a murmur. The words formed a Rune that looked like a vortex leading people into the cycles of life and death.

Within that Rune was Su Ming along with the blood-red figure that charged towards him. There was also another blood-red figure formed using the kismet of three One Dao Sect disciples. It appeared swiftly while seemingly able to shift through space.

Su Ming watched all of that while remaining composed. His gaze was indifferent. When the Reincarnation Rune rotated and the blood-red figures closed in on him, he closed his eyes.

The next moment, the Berserkers' land rose in Su Ming's heart… along with his God of Berserkers' song.

When he opened his eyes, Su Ming opened his mouth… and let out his God of Berserkers' roar!

"ROAR!"

No words could describe that roar.

An astonishing presence filled Su Ming, and waves of ripples spread out from him. Once his roar reached its peak, the dimension started crumbling!

An illusory version… of the Berserkers' land appeared behind Su Ming!

Chapter 1470: Bai Lu Dies

God of Berserkers' roar!

The God of Berserkers walked on the Berserkers' land. With a roar, the God of Berserkers could make the whole land tremble, and the one that tumbled out of Su Ming's mouth was the strongest in existence. After all, Su Ming was not just the Fourth God of Berserkers, but also the strongest among all of them!

When the ripples spread out, the Berserkers' world appeared behind Su Ming. That world might be a mere illusion, but it exuded thick waves of aura belonging to Berserkers. For an instant, it was as if the World of Berserkers had descended on Ancient Zang.

Its aura spread outwards in waves, and when Su Ming roared, it magnified the explosive sound. The blood-red figures formed by Bai Lu's divine ability were the first to be affected. The moment they closed in on Su Ming, they were attacked by Su Ming's God of Berserkers' roar.

Loud booms shook the sky and the earth. Su Ming's God of Berserkers' roar had not just brought forth an illusory version of the Berserkers' land, but also seemed to have called upon countless Berserkers' souls on that indistinct Berserkers' land. They roared together with their God of Berserkers.

One Dao Sect's land crumbled. One of the three big statues in the distance cracked even more. In the blink of an eye, it shattered while the world roared, which left only two of the three statues that had stood tall in One Dao Sect for countless years!

When the statue shattered, the destruction on the ground had already spread out endlessly. Cracks also appeared in the air. It was as if the apocalypse had descended on One Dao Sect's world.

While the world continued roaring, the blood-red figures fell apart before Su Ming as if a violent gust of wind had swept past them. Then, the Reincarnation Rune Sen Mu formed using thirty cycles of life and death disintegrated under the destruction brought forth by Su Ming's roar.

From the distance, the space where Su Ming stood looked as if it had turned into a huge black hole. However, it was not a suction force that came out of that black hole, but a roar filled with an explosive might.

The moment it swept into every direction, Su Ming took a swift step forward. When his foot landed, he had already walked out of the roaring black hole. When he took his second step, he appeared right in front of Bai Lu, who was in the distance.

At the instant Su Ming showed up in front of him, Bai Lu's expression changed. He lifted his right hand without any hesitation, then pushed his palm against the huge war drum. Booming sounds echoed in the air, and more blood threads instantly grew out of the top of the skulls of the One Dao Sect disciples below them.

"All Kismet Dao!"

Bai Lu's growl seemed to contain some form of law. The moment his voice traveled into the air, the blood threads below him rose into the air and instantly appeared around Su Ming. They swam about and swiftly connected together. From a distance, they looked like a chain.

Su Ming's expression remained the same. He took three steps forward and directly touched the blood threads. When booming sounds rose into the air again, the blood threads crumbled, unable to hold Su Ming in the slightest. When he took his third step, he appeared less than one hundred feet away from the war drum where Bai Lu stood!

With just three steps, it was as if Su Ming had stepped through the entire stretch of heaven, and he was so fast that Sen Mu did not even have the time to draw close to him. The presence that appeared around Su Ming right then also seemed to have replaced the might of heaven, allowing him to become the world's will and master. As he rose, his presence amazed the world!

Su Ming did not say anything. The moment he arrived one hundred feet away from the war drum where Bai Lu was, he lifted his right hand and pointed forward. With it, Su Ming's four great wills, the entirety of his cultivation base, as well as the endless pool of power from the Tree of Dao Verification gathered on his finger.

It was the same action as when he had killed Chi Yang. At that moment, when he launched his attack, Bai Lu's heart immediately roared. His pupils shrank, and the feeling that death was about to fall on his head instantly rose in his heart.

"Singular Kismet Dao!"

When Bai Lu's pupils shrank, his hair moved without wind. He formed seals with his hands, then pushed them swiftly on the war drum. It immediately rotated in midair, then positioned itself vertically. Booming sounds rang out in the air. Ripples were formed and immediately gained a blood red hue, as if the entire world had turned into a sea of blood.

At the same time, Bai Lu's voice echoed in the world again.

"All lives have sinned, and they should sink into the sea of blood. Those who cannot wash away the sin of murder should be buried in the sea of blood for all eternity, to be immersed in suffering, and never to escape!"

A strange light shone in Bai Lu's eyes. After speaking, he clenched his right hand and punched the war drum. Numerous blood capillaries appeared in his eyes as if he had descended into madness.

"Shatter!"

The moment he said that one word, the war drum let out a bang, then shattered. As it crumbled to pieces, a drastic change immediately appeared in the sky. It turned blood red, and the ground vanished, turning into a sea of blood.

The sea of blood was boundless. As it tumbled about, it looked as if it wanted to devour the sky. The blood-red sky and sea instantly replaced the world and trapped Su Ming within it like a seal.

The sea of blood roared, bloody waves surged to the sky, and bloody rain poured down. Besides the color of the sky, the world seemed to be void of all other colors.

A whirlpool appeared on the surface of the sea as it roared. As it rotated rapidly, the entire sea rose rapidly, as if a large amount of mass was being added to it at that moment, causing the sea… to slowly approach the sky.

A vast power filled the world, and it fused into the whirlpool, the sky, and the sea of blood. During that moment, all of them seemed to want to gather together to charge at Su Ming and press down on him.

During that instant, not only did a whirlpool appear on the surface of the sea, a vortex had also appeared in the blood-red sky. Once the two vortices appeared, the sea and the sky were connected in a manner of a dragon sucking water from the sky. A typhoon was formed!

It roared, and as it rotated, it sucked up the sea of blood and countless drops of bloody rain. It replaced the sky and the sea of blood in the span of a few breaths and became a majestic sight. After that, it rushed to Su Ming with a momentum that could destroy all lives an loud booms.

Su Ming saw the typhoon that replaced the blood-red sky and connected the sea of blood beneath him to the sky, but his expression remained the same. He did not move back, but instead took a step forward and lifted his right hand to point at the sky. He then brought down his left hand to push down in the direction of the ground.

His eyes fell shut slightly as his long hair moved without wind. At that moment, endless blood was stirred up by the typhoon while it drew infinitesimally close to Su Ming with loud bangs. From a distance, the typhoon was so big that it looked like a giant of ancient times, and before it, Su Ming was as insignificant as an ant.

But the moment the typhoon struck Su Ming to devour him, Su Ming's eyes flew open. He brought his right hand down and his left hand shot up. Both hands entered the huge typhoon that was right in front of Su Ming.

A brilliant spark shone in his eyes, and he tore through the typhoon as if he was tearing apart the world, space, and destiny. Booming sounds shook the sky and earth, and the huge typhoon connecting the sea and the sky… was completely ripped apart once Su Ming yanked at it.

When the typhoon was torn, the sky crumbled and the sea of blood also fell apart. The entire world broke down at the instant Su Ming tore through the typhoon!

When the world was destroyed and the color of blood faded away, Su Ming was still in One Dao Sect. Near him were the torn fragments of the war drum as well as Bai Lu, who was coughing up blood while retreating. A dark look shone in his eyes.

The divine ability forming the bloody world had come into being when the war drum shattered. Once the divine ability was destroyed, Su Ming took a step forward again without hesitation. His desire to kill Bai Lu had not diminished in the slightest. His body instantly moved through the area filled with the shattered war drum's fragments, and when he appeared in front of Bai Lu, his right index finger charged to the center of the pale Bai Lu's brow.

"One Dao Sect kismet, come to me!"

Bai Lu moved back swiftly and let out a shrill scream. He was in a life and death situation, and besides his own safety, he could really care less about anyone else's life.

At the instant he said those words, Sen Mu, who was rushing to them, came to an abrupt halt. Grief appeared in his eyes, and he looked to the ground below him. He saw nearly three-tenths of the One Dao Sect disciples on the ground—tens of thousands of people—jolt. Their bodies immediately withered, and even thicker blood threads rose from the top of their skulls!

When the disciples died, a huge blood-red statue formed in front of Bai Lu. It stood between him and Su Ming as if it was a wall attempting to block the finger.

"Break!"

Su Ming's expression was calm when he spoke. At the instant his right index finger touched the blood-red statue, it crumbled, but the next moment, another three-tenths of One Dao Sect's disciples below withered. When they let out shrill screams of pain, a large amount of blood threads rose from them to form the second statue before Su Ming.

"Bai Lu, what are you doing?!" A blood-red glint shone in Sen Mu's eyes, and he looked at Bai Lu swiftly.

"If I am here, then One Dao Sect will continue to exist. Dying for me is their destiny!"

Madness was on Bai Lu's face. When his voice echoed in the air, no matter what levels of cultivation they possessed, the remaining One Dao Sect's disciples on the ground all withered together. Their screams of pain shook the sky, and the third statue formed in front of Su Ming.

At the same time, with his hair a mess, Bai Lu roared. With the two statues serving as a barrier protecting him, he turned into fog as if he had no corporeal form and charged at Su Ming.

"You want to kill me? Then today… if you don't die, I will perish!"

At the moment Bai Lu's voice resounded through the air, his power erupted from him. The entire world looked as if it had become still at that moment, with only the booming sounds still remaining.

When his voice faded away and the world was no longer still, Su Ming's right hand touched the second statue. Once it crumbled, his finger shot through the third statue… and touched air.

Fog gradually appeared at the spot where Su Ming touched. Naturally, it was Bai Lu. There was an unwillingness to admit defeat in his eyes, but at the center of his brow was Su Ming's finger. It had already pierced him.

Chapter 1471: The End of One Dao Sect's Good Fortune

Bai Lu died. Just like Chi Yang's, his cultivation base and his spirit scattered. From then on, he would no longer walk the face of the earth. When Bai Lu's eyes lost their luster, another of the statues in One Dao Sect shattered with a bang, and the entire world shook. Most of One Dao Sect disciples below crumbled while the ground trembled and the mountains shook.

The disciples' souls and kismet had been extracted by Bai Lu. Right then, the only thing left of them was their body, but when the world shuddered, they were reduced to ashes… Only Sen Mu remained in all of One Dao Sect.

He stood in midair while watching everything around him in silence. Grief showed up on his face, along with an air of resignation and helplessness that came from the bottom of his heart. Su Ming was so strong that he had killed Chi Yang and Bai Lu in succession, and it set his status as the strongest below the ninth level of Dao Gods in stone.

His strength was such that he could even ignore the Emperor's rule. His act of killing Great Dao Paragons, who were in the same Realm as him, filled Sen Mu with anguish.

"With such a disaster falling on One Dao Sect… this is the end of our good fortune. If that's the case, then what is the point for me to remain alive?!"

When Sen Mu looked at Su Ming in midair, he laughed forlornly, then lifted his right hand to form a seal before he pushed his palm at the center of his brow. His body immediately let out a bang, and when the air around him distorted, nearly one hundred figures of men and women appeared. They were his one hundred reincarnations.

All one hundred of them were released at once. When they surrounded him, they were just like his clones, but when Su Ming looked at them, he saw that all of the reincarnations had different expressions.

They became clear from their initial blurry states while they were around Sen Mu. Then, they turned vivid and alive, and great sorrow appeared in Sen Mu's eyes. He turned into a long arc that charged at Su Ming.

The one hundred figures beside him also turned into long arcs and charged at Su Ming.

There was desire for death about Sen Mu.

He was One Dao Sect's Great Dao Paragon. If One Dao Sect was reduced to such a state, then there was no point to continue living for him, and he had said that out loud. He did not want to live alone, and he also knew… that Su Ming would not let him live.

If that was the case, he would rather die with his sect. Even if his body would be destroyed, his cultivation base scattered, and his soul disintegrated, he wanted to stay by his sect's side in the underworld. With the desire for death, the long arc, which was Sen Mu, as well as one hundred incarnations charged at Su Ming with a howl.

When they closed in, with a calm expression, Su Ming slowly lifted his right hand. Waves of black light spread out of his third eye and gathered on his right hand, which then was sheathed in piercing dark light. It had the terrifying power that broke the Emperor's rule.

Su Ming saw Sen Mu's desire to die. Since he chose it, then Su Ming would just grant him his wish.

There were very few things that could change his desire to destroy One Dao Sect, but the moment he lifted his right hand, his gaze landed on one of the one hundred reincarnations around Sen Mu, and his eyes focused on that figure.

It was a man, which was like a flower. He was handsome, but there was a determined, resolute look on his face. He… was Su Ming's second senior brother.

There were few things that could change Su Ming's desire to destroy One Dao Sect… but his second senior brother was one of them! The moment Su Ming saw him among Sen Mu's one hundred reincarnations, memories of the past rose in his heart.

All his memories regarding his second senior brother flashed in Su Ming's mind, and he fell silent while staring at his second senior brother. In the end, his gaze landed on Sen Mu, and when he looked at him, Sen Mu and his second senior brother's figures gradually seemed to fuse into one before Su Ming's eyes.

He sighed softly, then the piercing dark light in his right hand faded away. Once it was gone, Su Ming lowered his hand, cancelled his divine ability, turned around, and walked into the distance.

A loud bang shot up. The one hundred reincarnations and the long arc formed by Sen Mu landed at the spot where Su Ming had been, making the air shudder. The dimension trembled, causing ripples to spread out. Sen Mu lifted his head and looking into the distance, where Su Ming was gradually walking further away.

"Why?!" he cried out swiftly in a forlorn voice.

He could not think of a reason as to why Su Ming would not attack him. When he arrived, he had said that he would destroy One Dao Sect, and as one of the three Great Dao Paragons of One Dao Sect, it was clear that Sen Mu had to be killed.

Moments earlier, Su Ming had even lifted his right hand and gathered his divine ability on his palm, but for some unknown reason, when Su Ming looked at him, he sighed and chose to give up on attacking. Instead, he turned around to leave, and Sen Mu could not understand it.

"WHY?!"

Sen Mu's voice rang out in the air again. This time, he was not the only one who spoke. All his one hundred reincarnations bellowed the question at the same time. The wave of sound formed by their voices spread in all directions and fell in Su Ming's ears.

Su Ming could make himself not care about Sen Mu's voice, pretending as if he did not even hear it… but right then, second senior brother's voice was part of the wave of sound that reached his ears. When it resounde in his head, Su Ming paused in his footsteps.

"Because you are a past I am not willing to cut off."

When Su Ming's voice echoed in the air, it held a hint of melancholy and weariness. When it spread in every direction, he slowly left into the distance until he disappeared from One Dao Sect's world.

Sen Mu stood still in a daze. Su Ming's voice seemed to still be echoing in his ears, but the meaning contained in it left him dazed. He should have not understood it, but once he heard Su Ming's words, he had come to understand something.

However, when he mulled over Su Ming's words in detail, he discovered nothing. It caused him to fall silent. In the silent world belonging to One Dao Sect, he slowly sat down cross-legged on the only remaining statue's head and closed his eyes.

When Su Ming left One Dao Sect, his figure appeared in the broken temple. He did not turn his head around to cast a glance at the statue behind him. Fully composed, he calmly walked forward. When he walked out of the temple, a loud bang shot up, and the temple behind him collapsed into ashes and disappeared, as if it had instantly lived through millions of years.

The one point connecting One Dao Sect and Ancient Zang disappeared at that moment. The reason for its disappearance was that One Dao Sect no longer had enough kismet to maintain the existence of the temple!

The instant One Dao Sect's temple vanished, all the cultivators who were Great Dao Paragons in Ancient Zang sensed it in their hearts. A few days later, when a Great Dao Paragon who sensed its collapse personally arrived near there and saw that the temple was no longer around, the news of One Dao Sect's destruction immediately spread throughout the country!

The matter had a great impact on all the sects and clans in Ancient Zang, because One Dao Sect was practically the strongest among one of the seven sects and twelve clans!

If Dao God Tian Xiu Luo was not part of Asura Clan, then even they would not have been able to stand against One Dao Sect, but even with Tian Xiu Luo around, One Dao Sect still lived up to the reputation of being the strongest sect.

After all, Tian Xiu Luo's existence only served as an intimidation. As a Dao God, he was an existence that transcended the existences of all other people, causing no one to dare provoke Asura Clan, but if people of Ancient Zang were to speak of a sect which acted arrogantly and in an overbearing fashion, then it would be One Dao Sect.

Yet someone had destroyed One Dao Sect's kismet. No one might know what happened in the sect itself, but the disintegration of the kismet proved the fact that One Dao Sect had experienced a major catastrophe!

Just who had destroyed One Dao Sect's kismet?!

And what was the situation of One Dao Sect right then?!

Those questions appeared in the hearts of the powerful in each sect and clan when news of One Dao Sect's kismet being destroyed traveled through Ancient Zang.

To every single person, the only people who could do this were the three ninth level Dao Gods, but… all the sects and clans knew that the three ninth level Dao Gods had been sitting in Ancient Zang's royal capital for two thousand years.

Very seldom did they gather together at the same time. They meditated in the royal capital for two thousand years and never took even half a step out. Because of it, it was clear that the three ninth level Dao Gods were not the ones who destroyed One Dao Sect.

Then, who was it who did it? That question rang prominently in people's minds, and the fourteen Great Dao Paragons from the other sects and clans gathered together near the spot where One Dao Sect's temple disappeared and cast a divine ability known as Enquiring the Abyss.

More than ten Great Dao Paragons were required to cast that divine ability for it to take effect. They intended to ask those who died in One Dao Sect about what had transpired. They wanted to ask the souls that had disappeared about… just who had destroyed One Dao Sect's kismet.

The casting of that Art meant that all the sects and clans in Ancient Zang placed incredible importance on the matter. Only… Seven Moons Sect's Dao Han immediately knew that all of that was related to Su Ming once he heard what had happened to One Dao Sect.

Under the attention of many sects and clans, the fourteen Great Dao Paragons cast the Art, and several days later, in the area where One Dao Sect's temple had been reduced to ash, they summoned the first deceased soul… and it was Chi Yang!

Chi Yang's appearance immediately shocked the fourteen Great Dao Paragons. They might have guessed that One Dao Sect's kismet had disintegrated, but they had never expected that a Great Dao Paragon of One Dao Sect would have also died. To them, the possibility of Chi Yang and the others being sealed was higher.

When Chi Yang's soul appeared, the fourteen Great Dao Paragons instantly felt their hearts let out a thump.

"It's the third prince! He broke the Emperor's rule and killed us, Great Dao Paragons!" Chi Yang's soul let out a shrill roar as his soul gradually faded away before he disappeared from the people's eyes.

The area fell into silence. The mention of the third prince immediately caused all the sects and clans to remember everything that had happened two thousand something years ago, and they realized that he had returned. He had become a Great Dao Paragon… and had the power to kill Great Dao Paragons, who were at the same level of cultivation as him!

It was clear that he could break the Emperor's rule because Chi Yang had died!

When all the sects and clans were in an uproar because of the third prince, Su Ming, dressed in a black robe and with his purple hair fluttering in the wind, walked on the main road to Ancient Zang's royal capital, heading for the city.

"Three thousand years are over."

He still remembered his Master, who looked exactly like Tian Xie Zi, telling him that he would wait at the city gate three thousand years later to give him his final lesson.

Chapter 1472: Now I Shall Turn Back to The World, But I Will Not Be an Immortal!

On that day, when the sun set and the last remaining rays of sunlight shone on the ground, snow flowed down from the sky. Snowflakes fell and covered the land. They hid the world from Su Ming's eyes, but could not cover the royal capital.

Neither could they hide the figure in a straw cape and hat standing at the gate. That person held a wooden staff in his hand while standing outside the city quietly, as if he had been waiting for thousands of years.

Su Ming stared at that person from a distance, and he felt as if he had returned to three thousand years ago, to the time he saw Tian Xie Zi upon waking up for the first time.

In the blink of an eye, three thousand years had gone by. Su Ming's level of cultivation was much different from back then, and an even greater ancient air could be found about him. The memories of when he had traveled with Tian Xie Zi were no longer clear… but had become rather muddled.

Just like how snow and wind could make a person's vision unclear and prevent them from seeing far into the distance, time could do the same. But there were certain times when being unable to see things ahead was a form of blessing. If someone saw too far ahead, they might think that their happiness was too far away, or they might not be able to see it at all.

Su Ming walked through the snow and wind with the snowflakes falling on him. When he arrived outside the city gate, he walked to the man in the straw hat and cape.

"You're here." The man slowly lifted his head to reveal the face Su Ming was familiar with under the straw hat. It belonged to Tian Xie Zi.

There was tender affection on his face, like how a senior of the older generation would look at someone of the younger generation. It was a show of loving care and support that came from the soul. Even if Su Ming had grown so much that his power could allow him to reach the skies, to him, the youth was still a child which he wanted to protect even if he no longer needed his protection.

"Master," Su Ming said in a hoarse voice.

He looked at Tian Xie Zi, then wrapped his fist in his palm and bowed deeply. His Master had accompanied him since he joined the ninth summit in the land of Berserkers, and then, he kept him company in Ancient Zang too.

"Three thousand years ago, I told you that I will wait for you here and give you your final lesson. Have you thought… of what you want to know yet?" Tian Xie Zi said slowly, and a profound look appeared in his eyes, as if there was an indescribable wisdom in them.

Su Ming fell silent. Three thousand years ago, he wanted his final lesson to be about understanding the world they were in, whether it was the world in Xuan Zang's body, or the manifestation of Xuan Zang's memories while he was Possessing Xuan Zang.

But that question had gradually changed as Su Ming walked the earth. It turned into a desire to know how he could leave…

Yet as time passed, Su Ming's question changed again, and it became a desire to know whether there was truly no connection between the familiar faces he saw… and the people in his memories.

Those questions had appeared one by one in Su Ming's heart during the three thousand years, and a new one rose in his mind when he was in Hao Hao's world. It turned into… a desire to know what his Dao was.

He did not know what his Dao was, so he wanted to obtain the answer from Tian Xie Zi. But when Tian Xie Zi spoke and Su Ming truly thought about his question, he suddenly realized that it was not the question he wanted answered, because he did not know what his final question was.

He could only be silent.

While standing outside the city gate in a straw cape, Tian Xie Zi stared at Su Ming in the snow and wind. There was a hint of anguish on his face, as if Su Ming's expression right then caused him to feel slightly sad. He asked softly, "You don't remember?"

Su Ming stayed quiet. He stared at the snow and wind, and after a long while, he sighed softly.

"I… am indeed unable to remember it. Perhaps I have too many questions, but if we're talking about the final question… I can't find it anymore. I've lost it in the passage of time. I want to find it, but space stands between us. I can't touch it, and I can't see it clearly either," Su Ming mumbled.

Tian Xie Zi was silent for a while before he said slowly, "Since you can't find it, then you don't have to look for it. Not having your final question is also a blessing."

Su Ming lifted his head and looked at the snow in the sky. He stared at the city gate behind Tian Xie Zi, and after a long while, he spoke softly. "Master, please help me choose one."

"You're determined?" Tian Xie Zi looked at Su Ming, and his expression became even more profound.

"That is a way that is bound to be filled with trials and desolation. Since I am already walking on that road, why should I not be determined to finish it?" Su Ming said softly.

Tian Xie fell silent. The Master and disciple remained silent for a long while in the snow and wind. They stood there until the sun set and snow completely covered the land. When a thick layer of it gathered on the ground and their hair was filled with white as if they had turned grey, the ancient air about them grew stronger, and the feeling of time became even heavier.

"Stop. Don't continue down that road. Stop here. When you turn your head around, you will see all the faces that exist in your memories. They will appear behind you, waiting for you.

"Turn back and live, become carefree. Don't bother about what is real or fake. Don't insist on walking down this path. Sometimes… the happiness of not choosing might be true happiness."

After a long while, Tian Xie Zi's voice echoed in the air and traveled into Su Ming's ears. He slowly turned his head around as if to return to the normal world… to look behind him.

When he turned his head around, he saw Bai Ling in the snow. She was dressed in a mink fur coat, and with her wild beauty, she watched him with a smile.

Beside her was Yu Xuan. She was smiling beautifully, just like usual. Her resolute gaze could melt Su Ming's heart, and as he stared at her, he felt as if he could hear her calling him big brother, just like she did in his memories.

There was also Cang Lan. The elegant and gentle woman seemed to have waited for Su Ming for countless years. Even if she did not know how much longer she would have to wait, she would still continue waiting, and as she waited, she gradually became the only one in Su Ming's heart.

Xu Hui was the same as usual…

The elder had a smile on his old face, and there was also a kindness in his expression, as if he was waiting for Su Ming to make his choice. Once he chose to turn his head back, he would speak…

Eldest senior brother, second senior brother, Hu Zi… all their faces were there. All of their images were reflected in Su Ming's eyes when he turned his head back… but the bald crane was not there.

"If you continue walking down your path, they might still not be resurrected, but if you don't continue, if you turn your head and walk back, and put down all your burdens… they will be with you.

"Su Ming, you are my disciple. I don't want… you to be so tired. This is the best choice for you," Tian Xie Zi said hoarsely.

When he saw Su Ming's back when he turned his head around, Tian Xie Zi's heart ached for him, and it was reflected on his face. It was just as he said, Su Ming's path was filled with hardships, trials, and desolation. He did not want Su Ming to continue down that path… where no matter how many cycles of life and death everyone experienced, there would always be one person missing.

"If you kowtowed even once during those three thousand years, you would have bidden farewell to your past. You can now turn your head around and walk back. Why do you insist on continuing? Why do you still want to seek the truth? Look at Di Tian and Lei Chen… Don't make it so that in the end, no matter how many cycles of life and death the world goes through… you will always be missing."

Tian Xie Zi sighed softly. His sigh held anguish as well as pity born out of his love for Su Ming, which was causing his heart to ache for him.

He saw Su Ming's entire life, and it was filled with hardships and desolation, just like how it should be when someone pursued the truth.

Su Ming was silent. When he turned his head around, everything was filled with warmth. The faces in his memories caused an urge to rise in him. He wanted to nod, to stop walking down his path. He wanted to stay there and become carefree, to stop bothering about what was real or fake, but seek his happiness in, even though he knew it was just an illusion.

"There are plenty of people here, and many of them are familiar to me, but the bald crane isn't here… The familiar faces here bear the same look as they did in my memories. They live in my memories… but are they still themselves?

"They will no longer have any thoughts regarding the future, because all of their thoughts will be provided based on my memories. In this state… they have no soul," Su Ming mumbled.

Tears slowly fell from his eyes. The faces before him caused his heart to hurt. He gradually turned his head around, and the instant he completely turned away, the snow in the wind became black. The world behind him turned dark. Even the city and the world before his eyes fell black in an instant.

The descent of night seemed to signify Su Ming's decision, which had become a darkness not even night could dye black.

Just like his path. When he turned his head back and looked at the world, he did not choose to become a carefree Immortal.

The path under his feet… perhaps it would be accurate to not call it a path. It was not Su Ming's Dao either. It was an attitude that destined him to be cold and resolute. He would live for himself, for the truth… and also for others.

For that path, for the faces in his memories to possess souls again, for the cycles of life and death to have the bald crane, for all those faces to not just smile but have the spark of life in them, to be able to control lives, fate, and death… Su Ming chose to turn his head back and look at the world, to not become a carefree person… but to turn around and continue down his path!

Even if it meant that no matter how many cycles of life and death there would be in the future, there would always be one person missing. However, on that path filled with hardships and desolation, he would continue pursuing the truth.

Pursuing something was itself a manner of living. It was bound to be filled with hardships and desolation. Seeking the truth, even if it meant becoming the devil, was also an attitude. He was bound to be cold and resolute as he treaded down that path. Pursuing the truth meant that he would find his life in darkness and that he was bound to become the devil due to his attitude on that path.

In the darkness, Su Ming stared at Tian Xie Zi, and in silence, he wrapped his fist in his palm and bowed deeply to Tian Xie Zi. When he straightened his back, he did not speak. He walked past Tian Xie Zi and moved resolutely to the city.

Tian Xie Zi looked at Su Ming's back, then muttered softly, "Whoever comes into your life is determined by destiny, but you are the one who decides who will stay in your life. Since you can't forget them, then don't forget them. If everything has become empty, then all the things from the past are worth having…

"Su Ming, my disciple… Is this your choice? To not turn around and return to the world, all for the sake of the faces you remember, all your memories, and what constitutes as the truth… all so that you can master fate, lives, and death."

Chapter 1473: How Many Cycles of Life and Death Will End with Boundless Dao

Who could enter a person's life was determined by destiny, but destiny could not determine who stayed in a person's life. The only one who could decide that was the person himself.

Since Su Ming could not forget them, then it was fine for him to not forget them, even if everything was reduced to emptiness… and even if everything turned into the lingering rays of dusk that vanished without a trace as darkness descended, until not even a shadow could be found.

Su Ming walked past Tian Xie Zi, just like how he moved through his life, going from winter to either spring or the other seasons. When he reached the city gate, there was no longer any snow or wind behind him.

When he walked into the city, Tian Xie Zi's faint sigh could be heard behind him. It had compassion, complicated emotions, and pride.

His compassion was due to Su Ming's entire life. His complicated emotions were due to Su Ming's choice, but he was also proud of Su Ming.

The sigh gradually faded into the distance, slowly drifting further and further away from Su Ming. When he walked through the city gate and stepped into the royal capital of Ancient Zang, the sigh behind him seemed to be separated from him by countless years. Then, it disappeared without a trace.

Su Ming did not turn his head back. He walked into the royal capital, then continued onwards without ever looking back.

He did not need to know where to go, because the moment he stepped through the city gate, he already saw it. There were three towers standing tall in the distance, and sitting on top of them were three people.

The person sitting at the top of the tower at the center was dressed in an Emperor's robe, and there was a thick wave of kismet on him, as if the entire world, the changes in the seas and lands, and all of Ancient Zang was centered around him. It was as if… where that person was, Ancient Zang would be there, and if he was not around, then Ancient Zang would not be known as Ancient Zang!

He was the ruler of Ancient Zang… the Sovereign of Ancient Zang who had all of Ancient Zang's kismet gathered on him!

Next to him was the third tower. Sitting on top of it was a middle-aged man. He looked incredibly beautiful, and he had a strange, enchanting air about him. That air was incredibly strong, and it became a presence that surrounded him, making him feel like an existence that did not fit into the world.

It was as if not even kismet could merge with him. He was not one with the world, did not fuse with the heavens, and neither was he part of all lives in the land. Be it the sky, the earth, the heavens, or all manner of living, there was no state of being that could surpass his existence. It was… as if he were the only creator in the world!

He could create the world, which was why there was no way for him to fuse with it. He could create the universe, but there was no way for him to personally descend upon the land he created to become one with it. He could create and change all manner of being, but there was no way for him to become part with it. If he had to fuse with them, then the world, the universe, and all manner of being should be the ones who tried to become one with him!

He was Tian Xiu Luo!

And the path he created was so incredibly domineering that it stood unparalleled!

Of the three towers, the one in the center was taken by the sovereign, the one on the right belonged to Tian Xiu Luo, and last one… had a man watching Su Ming.

There was an ancient air about that person, and the feeling of time passing could be detected upon him. It was as if he had been sitting there for a long time… and waiting for Su Ming.

That person did not have Ancient Zang's kismet gathered on him, like the sovereign, and neither did he have the domineering air about him like Tian Xiu Luo, which screamed that he was the creator of the world. However, he had a presence that seemed to be able to determine what was the truth and what was fake. It felt as if he could see through all illusions and even time itself.

That presence seemed to be the epitome of wisdom. It was the end of what all lives could understand. It was also… a Dao that seemed to be able to understand kismet, domineeringness, and everything about all manner of lives.

On that road, the person would never see illusions. They could see the truth they wanted to see!

That man was… Gu Hong!

He was one of the three ninth level Dao Gods in Ancient Zang, or rather, at that moment, those three people were no longer ninth level Dao Gods. Perhaps they had already severed their Daos and completely formed… their Boundless Dao!

Tian Xiu Luo had already severed his Dao and reached Boundless Dao Realm. Gu Di had also clearly severed his kismet during the two thousand years to reach Boundless Dao Realm!

And Gu Hong… The fact that he was sitting on the tower told Su Ming that he… had severed his choice too!

That word, 'sever', should not be taken literally. Instead, it was a form of resolution, a choice. Once Gu Hong made his choice… he could not turn back. If he was right, then he was right, and if he was wrong, then he was wrong. There were two paths. Perhaps one was right, and the other was wrong.

Once he chose one of them, it would accompany him for life.

Su Ming's footsteps paused for a brief moment. He stood on a street in Ancient Zang's royal capital. There were people who rushed past him, but Su Ming did not look at them, because he knew that even if he looked at them, he would not be able to remember their faces. If that was the case, then he might as well not look at them.

The only person he watched was Gu Hong, who was on the first tower.

The old man was also staring at Su Ming. His lips slowly curled into a faint smile.

"You brat, I've been waiting for you for two thousand years!"

There was laughter in the old man's voice, and when his words swiftly traveled out from the tower, they echoed through the entire royal capital.

Su Ming could feel the warmth contained in those simple words, and his heart warmed up. That loving care was real, so real… that Su Ming would remember it for life.

"I, Su Ming, greet my Master." Su Ming looked at the man sitting on the tower in the distance, then slowly wrapped his fist in his palm and bowed deeply.

Gu Hong's laughter was filled with an ancient air, but the sound of happiness was even more prominent. When his laughter rose into the air again, the old man on the tower had already disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Su Ming.

His appearance was the same as before, but the strange air about him had weakened, replaced by age. When he looked at Su Ming, there was joy in his eyes. Once he cast a few close glances at him, his laughter became even more exuberant than before.

"Very good! You didn't make me wait in vain for two thousand years. I promised you in the past that I would let you personally witness the fight between me and those two stubborn idiots who just refuse to die.

"That was my promise, and since I made it, I definitely had to fulfil it. Forget just two thousand years, even if I had to wait for twenty thousand years, two hundred thousand years, or twenty thousand aeons, I would continue waiting!"

There was originally a lot of wrinkles on the old man's face, but when he laughed, they seemed to vanish.

"Let's go!"

As the old man laughed happily, he took Su Ming's right hand, and with one move, they appeared on his tower.

There was originally only one seat at the top of the tower, because Su Ming could clearly see… that there was only one seat available for one person to meditate on the second and third towers.

However, there were two seats on the first tower. The other spot was formed by the old man during the two thousand years. This action was very simple for him, and it looked very ordinary, but that normal seal caused Su Ming's heart to tremble the moment he saw it.

Contained in the seat was the old man's affection for Su Ming as well as all the tender love he had for Su Ming as his disciple. The old man did not hope for Su Ming to do anything in return, but just to witness his Dao.

It was like the thread of fate that bound them together, like how their Daos… were a similar path.

"Hey, you two old coots, we can fight now! My disciple has come back, haha!"

The old man stood on the tower and laughed loudly. There was a tone Su Ming found familiar in his voice. It was that unreliable air he knew all too well.

The moment the old man spoke, Tian Xiu Luo's eyes flew open to reveal a merciless glare. His appearance also changed. His presence was no longer the same as it was in the past. The merciless glare in his eyes caused him to no longer seem like a cultivator.

"You would rather use a seal to avoid fighting for two thousand years, all for the sake of a cultivator. Gu Hong… your Dao is still as abhorring as it was in the past!"

The old man rolled his eyes and let out a cold harrumph before he immediately started cursing. "Shut up! My disciple is mine, not yours. Of course I have to give a damn about him, if I don't, then who will? Was I supposed to rely on that idiot who plays around with Arts of Kismet?"

As he spoke, the figure sitting on the tower at the center, the Sovereign of Ancient Zang, slowly opened his eyes. When he looked at Su Ming, there were not many changes on his face. Only a sigh came from him, and it resounded through the air.

"Xuan Er…"

Su Ming looked at the Sovereign of Ancient Zang, then was quiet for a while before he said slowly, "My name is Su Ming."

The Sovereign of Ancient Zang fell silent. After some time, his deep voice traveled languidly through the world as if it was echoing in the air.

"Do you still remember… the story of the wanderer who left home?"

Su Ming's gaze focused. He cast a few scrutinizing glances at the emperor, then he remembered the old man he saw in a noodle stall three thousand years ago.

"Why do you insist on being lost? I am not surprised that Gu Hong chose you as his disciple, because your Dao has always been similar to his. But now, Gu Hong has already severed his choice, but you… still don't want to wake up?

"Wake up, my dear Xuan Er, when you wake up… you will be the Sovereign of Ancient Zang. When you wake up… all the kismet in Ancient Zang will gather on you, and you will be the only heir to my kismet and Gu Hong's Dao, and you will be… the only true person who reaches Boundless Dao Realm!"

The Sovereign of Ancient Zang stood up slowly on his tower. When he looked at Su Ming, his voice was like the voice of the world. It echoed in the air, and all the lives in the royal capital felt their hearts shudder. The people immediately fell to their knees in worship.

They were not the only ones. All the cultivators in all the sects and clans within Ancient Zang also prostrated themselves on the ground in the direction of the royal capital… to worship Ancient Zang's kismet!

The world became muddled. Fog rose from the ground, as if it had turned into the Vast Universe Su Ming saw outside Harmonious Morus Alba. Everything seemed to be centered around the Sovereign of Ancient Zang!

Su Ming watched the changes in the world while standing beside the old man, then he said these words languidly, "That is his Boundless Dao Realm, not mine."

All lives have an end, and if a person learn of what it means to reach boundlessness, then how many cycles of life and death they lead would end with them being in Boundless Dao Realm?

Lands would eventually come to an end, but there was no end to the sky. How many lives would lead to thoughts never having an end?