“Forgive me! For her, I would shatter all creation!” The words echoed, chilling everyone to the bone.
A stunned silence fell. For whom? Ancestor Dao Yi, the very founder of the Grand Dao Sect, was willing to annihilate his own creation! The sheer betrayal was incomprehensible.
The Grand Dao Sect disciples felt their hearts bleed. “Ancestor, no!” they cried out, their voices laced with anguish and utter disbelief. “Why would you do this?” It made no sense. None at all.
Ancestor Dao Yi’s face remained impassive, devoid of any emotion as he slowly raised his hand. A thunderous boom ripped through the air! The power of the Grand Dao Scripture surged forth, not with brute force, but with an ethereal, profound aura, like a gentle breeze or a soft rain, yet imbued with terrifying, destructive potential.
Every soul within the Grand Dao Sect’s domain felt a catastrophic power awaken, threatening to unravel the very fabric of their world. Dao Feng Old Ancestor and the other elders watched in horror, their faces pale with dread.
Ancestor Dao Yi, the original cultivator of the Grand Dao Scripture, held the ultimate authority over its power. He could manipulate the Dao patterns of every single disciple who practiced it, rendering them utterly powerless. It was a fundamental, inescapable suppression. In truth, the version of the Grand Dao Scripture they practiced was incomplete. The core Spirit Seal, the true key to its power, remained in Ancestor Dao Yi’s grasp. All who cultivated the Grand Dao Scripture were, by their very essence, bound to his will.
Nangong Baixue’s laughter rang out, sharp and triumphant. “Hahahaha! This is the true trump card!” she declared, her eyes gleaming with cold satisfaction.
Boom! Boom! Boom! In an instant, the Grand Dao Sect’s entire domain began to warp and twist. Strange phenomena manifested in the void above as Dao Feng Old Ancestor and the others watched, helpless.
Ancestor Dao Yi’s corpse intended not just to slaughter every Grand Dao Sect member, but to utterly erase the sect itself, leaving no trace of its existence. This sacred land would become a desolate wasteland, a place of utter despair. All of this was for Liu Ruyan. Her Seven-star Supreme avatar was about to descend, and Dao Yi’s corpse intended to follow her, abandoning everything.
The Grand Dao Sect disciples were overwhelmed by a bitter, crushing irony. Damn it all! Their own Ancestor was willing to murder them, all for a single woman!
Just then, a deafening BOOM! echoed, followed by a sharp CRACK! The very fabric of space tore open, twisting violently.
From the rending void, two figures emerged, both clad in pristine white robes, shimmering with divine radiance. Lu Xuan’s aura was as ancient and boundless as the cosmos itself, utterly unperturbed. Beside him, Ye Chen radiated the distinct power of a One-star Supreme.
Everyone gasped, utterly stunned. The White Robe Supreme had finally appeared! And he was with Ye Chen!
Wait. Something wasn’t right. Why did the White Robe Supreme look exactly like Lu Xuan? The confusion was palpable.
BOOM! With a mere thought, Lu Xuan and Ye Chen instantly materialized before Ancestor Dao Yi’s corpse and Qin Wang. Thud! Lu Xuan casually extended a foot, planting it firmly on Dao Yi’s ancient, decaying face. CRUNCH! Ancestor Dao Yi, the once peerless founder, was utterly pinned beneath Lu Xuan’s heel.
Simultaneously, Ye Chen’s foot slammed down onto Qin Wang’s face.
In that very instant, the oppressive shackles that Ancestor Dao Yi had placed upon the Grand Dao Sect members shattered into dust. The binding power of the Grand Dao Scripture crumbled, and a wave of profound relief washed over them all.
The distant onlookers were utterly dumbfounded. The White Robe Supreme! Only he could act with such overwhelming power! Even the peerless Ancestor Dao Yi was being trampled underfoot? But wait. Hadn’t the rumors claimed the White Robe Supreme was Ancestor Dao Yi? What was going on? A collective bewilderment settled over the crowd.
Lu Xuan, his foot still grinding against Ancestor Dao Yi’s face, spoke with utter contempt. “Dao Yi, you pathetic idiot,” he scoffed, “are you truly so worthless? To destroy the Grand Dao Sect, your own creation, all for that shameless woman?”
A collective gasp ripped through the crowd. Hiss! The implications were staggering! Ancestor Dao Yi was doing all this for Liu Ruyan, the founder of the Supreme Profound Sect? He loved her?
Qin Wang, his face still beneath Ye Chen’s foot, shrieked, “Let go of me!”
Ye Chen, without a word, delivered a brutal kick directly to Qin Wang’s groin. THWACK! Qin Wang let out a bloodcurdling shriek, a sound of pure agony that echoed like a banshee’s wail. Blood immediately gushed from his crotch as he writhed in excruciating pain.
Qin Wang clutched himself, his body convulsing in spasms, his eyes wide with terror as he pleaded with Nangong Baixue. “Baixue, save me, please... save me!”
Nangong Baixue merely cast a look of utter disdain at Qin Wang, offering no words. She then turned her captivating gaze to Ye Chen, a subtle, alluring smile playing on her lips. “Ye Chen,” she purred, “long time no see.”
Even with Ancestor Dao Yi’s corpse pinned by the White Robe Supreme, she remained completely unfazed. Liu Ruyan’s avatar was moments away from descending, and that was her true ace.
Nangong Baixue’s eyes raked over Ye Chen, a possessive glint in their depths. “Tsk, tsk, my Ye Chen,” she murmured, a hint of admiration mixed with her arrogance. “You truly are impressive! To think you broke through to the Supreme Realm before me!”
Ye Chen’s expression was icy, his gaze filled with profound disgust as he spat, “Filthy bitch!”
Nangong Baixue’s composure fractured, her voice rising in fury. “Can you blame me for this?” she retorted, her eyes flashing. “Wasn’t it all because of you? If you hadn’t broken our engagement, would I have become like this?!”
Ye Chen’s face was a mask of utter bewilderment. What in the actual hell? This vile woman was twisting the narrative, blaming him?!
Infuriated, Ye Chen brought his foot down, aiming to crush Qin Wang’s neck and end his miserable life.
Just then, Ancestor Dao Yi’s corpse began to tremble violently, a cold voice emanating from it. “Do not kill him!” Qin Wang was a fragment of his own obsession, and a crucial component for Liu Ruyan’s plans. Qin Wang could not die!
Ancestor Dao Yi’s corpse struggled against Lu Xuan’s foot, activating a supreme secret art, desperate to break free.
But Lu Xuan remained utterly unmoving, as steadfast as an ancient mountain peak.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Terrifying, boundless power surged towards Lu Xuan like a cosmic tide. The Grand Dao Scripture greedily siphoned the energy from the surrounding heaven and earth, manifesting endless, profound Dao patterns. Images of towering mountains, vast rivers, and spectral figures of ancient power erupted, unleashing a heaven-shaking killing intent, all directed at Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan, however, remained utterly unconcerned, his expression as tranquil as a placid lake. The torrent of terrifying killing power slammed into him, yet nothing happened. Not a single ripple.
Everyone watched in stunned silence. This was the White Robe Supreme! He was still so utterly invincible!
Ancestor Dao Yi’s corpse stared up at Lu Xuan, his ancient face contorted in shock. “Who... who are you?” he demanded, his voice trembling. “You clearly cultivate the Grand Dao Scripture, yet why are you immune to my control?”
Lu Xuan merely scoffed. “Idiot.”
He pressed down harder with his foot. CRACK! Even Ancestor Dao Yi’s formidable, ancient body began to fracture, spiderweb cracks spreading across its surface.
Yet, Lu Xuan did not deliver the killing blow. Wuwu was currently on his way back. Their intertwined karma, their ancient grievances – it was only right they resolved it themselves.
Meanwhile, Ye Chen’s foot descended towards Qin Wang’s neck. Qin Wang, his eyes wide with terror, shrieked desperately at Nangong Baixue. “Baixue, save me! Please!”
BOOM! Nangong Baixue moved with sudden, decisive speed. Of course, she couldn’t allow Qin Wang to die! He was a crucial fragment of Ancestor Dao Yi’s obsession, a vital piece of her plan.
A cruel smile touched Nangong Baixue’s lips as she lunged at Ye Chen. “Ye Chen,” she declared, her voice sharp with killing intent, “today, I shall slay you and sever all attachments!” She offered a chilling ultimatum. “I’ll give you one chance: release Qin Wang! He is my dog. Only I have the right to kill him, to humiliate him in this world!”
Ye Chen merely sneered. CRACK! His foot came down with the force of a plummeting star, his Martial Dao power erupting. Qin Wang’s head exploded into a fine mist of blood, splattering everywhere. Instant kill.
BOOM! Qin Wang’s headless corpse tumbled lifelessly through the air.
“No! No...!” Ancestor Dao Yi’s corpse roared in anguish. Nangong Baixue’s face twisted into a mask of pure fury. Qin Wang was dead! His life force utterly extinguished!
Nangong Baixue, her jade-like feet shimmering with divine radiance, charged at Ye Chen, her eyes blazing with murderous intent. “I told you,” she snarled, “to let him go!”