"Baole, do you know what the Heavenly Dao is?" Chen Qing turned to the side and looked at the Dark Sky in the distance. There was more emotion in his voice. Without waiting for Wang Baole's reply, Chen Qing continued as if he were talking to himself.
"The Heavenly Dao is not a living being. It is the amalgamation of all the thoughts of a race, a sect, or any other force. When the race becomes the main body of the world, they can set the rules and laws. Those who do not obey are considered traitors and must be killed. Gradually, when all the living beings obey, the will of the race becomes the Heavenly Dao." Chen Qing's voice was faint as he spoke into Wang Baole's ears.
Wang Baole was silent. Although he did not know much about the Heavenly Dao, after experiencing all his previous lives, he had his own judgment.
"The Heavenly Dao of the Never-Ending Clan is like this. It is the common will of all the Never-Ending Clan members. However, the carrier is another Dao body of the Never-Ending Primeval Laozu.
"As for the Dark Sect, it is the same. It is the common will of all the Dark Sect cultivators. The carrier was the Emperor of the Underworld. He is mysterious and has existed since the Dark Sect was founded." Chen Qing spoke softly. He shared his understanding of the situation. Wang Baole agreed with his understanding, but there were some parts of him that didn't.
"According to my judgment, the Emperor of the Underworld was formed by one of Laozu's fingers. As for the other four fingers, one became the laws, one became the laws, one became the heavens, and one became the earth. As for the palm … it is this universe.
"Therefore, this is the origin of the Dark Sect. It is also our mission. We sealed everything here and did not allow any living beings to leave. However, on the surface, we controlled reincarnation. We made life and death exist in this world. No life can live forever, and no life can transcend.
"This was until … Laozu, who gave us our mission, lost all traces of life. From that moment on, the Dark Sect began to weaken. It was also at that time that the Never-Ending Clan rose. Perhaps a more appropriate description would be the revival of the Never-Ending Clan.
"What the Never-Ending Clan wants is eternal life, and more importantly, transcendence. This is because this is the way to break the seal. Once the seal is broken, the Never-Ending Clan … will completely awaken, and they will form a connection with the distant Never-Ending Realm. From there … they will return."
"It's fine for the Never-Ending Clan to return, but … this goes against the mission of the Underworld Sect." Chen Qing shook his head and was about to continue speaking when Wang Baole's words caused his eyes to light up.
"Because of Immortal? The Underworld Sect's mission shouldn't be to prevent the Never-Ending Clan from returning, but to prevent Immortal from escaping," said Wang Baole softly.
Chen Qing fell silent. After a long while, he decided not to continue the topic. Instead, he looked at Wang Baole and gave him the answer to his question.
Having said that, Chen Qing turned around and walked out.
Looking at his senior brother's back, Wang Baole thought of something. If … when he was still a Soul Conduit cultivator and followed his senior brother out of the Federation for the first time … if the incident with the Moon Splitting Divine Emperor had not happened, he would have been lying in his coffin and found himself on this Underworld Planet when he opened his eyes.
If that was the case … perhaps the final outcome would have been different.
At that time, his senior brother had been gentle, while he had been arrogant.
Wang Baole thought that if everything had developed in this way, he might have already firmly established his position in the Underworld Sect. Even if there were objections, it would have been fine. There would always be a way to deal with them.
But now …
His senior brother was not wrong. Because the Underworld Sect had been replaced by the Never-Ending Realm, his senior brother's betrayal was more or less related to karma. His senior brother's regret was like a venomous snake that had bitten at his heart for countless years.
Therefore, his senior brother's idea was to atone for his sins and make amends. He wanted to restore the Underworld Sect to its former glory. For this … he did not hesitate to lose himself and merge with the Heavenly Dao. He did not hesitate to pay any price. This was his obsession.
He was not wrong.
The current Underworld Sect was not wrong either. They were just a bunch of pitiful people. Because they had almost no contact with the outside world, most of the Underworld Sect members here were living in the glory of ancient times. They did not want to wake up or admit their mistakes. However, they were filled with resentment and unwillingness. When these thoughts were entangled, they became crazy.
This was not wrong. If one wanted to rise up, only crazy people could be fearless and fight to the death!
Therefore, everyone in the Underworld Sect was not wrong.
Wang Baole was not wrong either. The special feelings he had for the Underworld Sect had been shattered by reality. The respect and affection he had for his senior brother had been crushed by the heartless Heavenly Dao. He did not have the time to suppress the current Underworld Sect. He wanted to become stronger. He wanted to resist the future dangers. He did not want to be tied to the Underworld Sect without any emotional ties. This should not be wrong.
Besides, he knew very well that he might have been at odds with the Underworld Sect from the very beginning. The Underworld Sect wanted to prevent Immortal from escaping, and Immortal … was inherited by him.
Perhaps his senior brother had already sensed this.
Perhaps his senior brother did not know before he merged with the Heavenly Dao. However, after he merged with the Heavenly Dao, he sensed it. That was why this sudden change happened.
Perhaps, Senior Brother was also at a loss in his heart.
Perhaps if he gave up on inheriting Immortal, gave up on pursuing the future, and gave up on burying his desire to leave this world and see the outside world. Instead, he stayed in the Underworld Sect and protected its mission. Then … his senior brother would still be his senior brother.
He would follow his heart.
Wang Baole was silent. He thought about his master's words in the Underworld Dream. As he thought, he looked at his senior brother who was walking away. His senior brother's answer appeared in his mind.
"I was once your senior brother, but you did not use me. However, now … I am the Heavenly Dao. The Underworld Sect is my master. This matter is over. You … should leave."
Wang Baole exhaled deeply. He stood up, cupped his fists, and bowed deeply towards his senior brother, Chen Qing.
"Elder Brother," he murmured, "Baole will do everything in his power to retrieve the corpse of the Underworld Emperor for you. From now on … take care of yourself." Wang Baole murmured. Off in the distance, Chen Qing stopped in his tracks. He stood there for a long moment, then continued walking off.
In the Underworld Dream, a pair of Senior and Junior brothers. One bowed, the other walked. Gradually, the distance between them grew wider and wider until they could no longer see each other. Only the tallest of the nine statues in the Underworld Sect, the Ninth Elder, could see everything. He watched as the person slowly walked away. His figure grew blurry until it disappeared. He watched as the person bowed. After a long time, he slowly lifted his head. The temple door closed.
The Dao was different.
Wang Baole was silent. Half a month passed in that silence. That day, as dusk fell over the Nine Hells, the sound of horns could be heard from the outside world.
Off in the distance, the waters of the Underworld River surged. The sound of crashing waves filled the entire Nine Underworlds, and even reached the Underworld Planet. It reached the Underworld Tribe, reached the ears of all Cultivators, and reached Wang Baole's mind. He opened his eyes.
"The Underworld River …." Wang Baole's eyes were unmoved as he pushed open the temple door. When he looked up, he saw countless figures flying out from the Underworld Tribe and gathering in the Heavens. At the end of the Heavens was an enormous, blurry face. It was his senior brother.
He looked down at the land, at the Underworld Tribe, at the Cultivators, and at Wang Baole.
"The Underworld River has opened. Everyone … the hope of the Underworld Sect returning to its former glory lies in your hands."
"The Underworld Sect!"
"The Underworld Sect!!"
"The Underworld Sect!!!" In response to the face in the Heavens, all the Underworld Sect Cultivators roared in unison. Their roars were filled with determination and madness!
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