The starry sky was silent. Only Chen Qing's voice echoed in all directions for a long time.
"I'm Chen Qing. Do you know what my Dao is?"
As his voice echoed out, the Wood Lotus formed by the shattered pieces of the wooden sword slowly began to fall apart. Chen Qing stood there silently, looking at the pieces of the wooden sword. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Perhaps he was still reminiscing.
"This … this …." Patriarch Seven Spirits' face was pale, and his heart was battered by waves of shock. Without even thinking about it, he began to back up. Even though he was very far away from Chen Qing, he still didn't feel safe and instinctively wanted to retreat.
The battle prowess that Chen Qing had displayed had exceeded his imagination. It had reached an unimaginable level. Furthermore … he couldn't tell what Chen Qing's Dao was!
It looked like the Sword Dao, but it didn't. It looked like the Killing Dao, but his subconscious told him that it wasn't the Killing Dao!
It was because of this that Seven Spirits Dao Laozu's heart trembled intensely.
It was the same for Sage Nether. Even though Chen Qing represented the Dark Dao and was the Dark Sect's Heavenly Dao, Sage Nether still trembled. It was as if he wasn't a Universe-Grade powerhouse, but a mortal.
"This is too frightening!" Wang Baole fell silent as Saint You muttered to himself. The complicated look in his eyes deepened. Others might not be able to see through him, but Wang Baole could.
"It's not the Sword Dao or the Killing Dao. It's reminiscing … reminiscing about the past, forming a … lost Dao."
"Therefore, in the end, he asked what his Dao was …" Wang Baole sighed. This was the first time he had heard about Chen Qing's complete life. Looking at it now, it seemed like … there might not have been any happiness in this life.
The starry sky was deathly silent. Only Chen Qing stood there. After a long time, he raised his head and stared blankly into the distance. Then, he looked at the place where Weiyang Zi's body had been destroyed.
"Come out. I know you're still alive."
Almost as soon as the words left Master Chen Qing's mouth, the ground where Never-Ending Zi's body had been shattered suddenly began to distort. Countless illusory figures appeared out of thin air and rapidly gathered together. A boundless, domineering will, along with the will of an Emperor that could shake Heaven and Earth, exploded out.
Amidst the eruption, the illusory shadows gathered rapidly, and Never-Ending Zi's figure took shape at a visible rate. However, this time, the figure that took shape was completely different from before!
He wore a long yellow robe, and wore an imperial crown on his head. His expression was dignified without being angry, and he radiated the aura of an emperor. Although he didn't do anything, nor did he say anything, as he stood there, it was as if he ruled over everything. It was as if everything he looked at had to prostrate themselves in front of him.
This was Weiyang Zi's last head!
Even though his light and darkness heads had collapsed, and even though his six arms had been destroyed, he still had one last head, and this head contained the Dao.
It was the Dao of the Emperor!
This Dao was the source of his essence, and it came from … the Emperor!
Saint You was the first to be unable to withstand it. His mind buzzed, and he lost consciousness. His body unconsciously knelt down, but the moment he knelt down, his body turned into ashes and dissipated into the air.
Dao Laozu of the Seven Spirits Dao trembled violently, and so did Wang Baole. He could feel the monstrous might emanating from Never-Ending Zi. When it landed on him, it was as if a domineering voice had echoed in his mind.
"Kneel!"
"Kneel!!"
"Kneel!!!"
Dao Laozu of the Seven Spirits Dao roared. His eyes were bloodshot as if he wanted to resist the pressure and will. However, his legs seemed to be out of his control, and they were slowly bending. Laozu of the Seven Spirits Dao could do nothing to stop it, but he was also a ruthless person. Seeing that there was no way out, he laughed viciously and unleashed his cultivation base.
In the next moment, his legs exploded with a boom. His body was a mass of blood and flesh. After losing his legs, he finally managed to raise his head and resist Never-Ending Zi's will.
As for Wang Baole of the Seven Spirits Dao, the veins on his forehead were also pulsing, and his eyes were bloodshot. However, his body didn't bend at all. That was because a black wooden board had appeared behind him!
His pride wasn't something that Never-Ending Zi could subdue!
His true body wasn't something that Never-Ending Zi could trample!
His will was such that he wouldn't kneel even in heaven and earth. He would only kneel to his parents and his Master!
That scene immediately attracted Weiyang Zi's attention. It was also the first time he had looked at Wang Baole since the start of his battle with Chen Qing. However, it was only a fleeting glance. That was because Chen Qing's eyes were now focused on Wang Baole.
"You really are the Emperor's clone!"
After a moment of silence, Never-Ending Zi suddenly asked, "Chen Qing, what Dao did you use just now?!"
"It wasn't a Dao." Chen Qing shook his head slightly. He didn't continue. Instead, he picked up the gourd hanging from his waist and took a big gulp. Then, he spoke softly.
"Never-Ending Zi, you have an old friend who wants to see you."
"Hmm?" Never-Ending Zi's eyes narrowed. Just as he was about to speak, however, his pupils suddenly constricted. Chen Qing waved his hand, causing the Underworld River behind him to churn and converge toward him. As it did, a huge vortex formed behind him.
Rumbling sounds could be heard from within the vortex, as well as shrill howls that spread out in all directions. Everyone who heard them felt their hearts tremble.
"Never-Ending Zi!"
"You can't leave!"
"The Underworld Sect's mission is to not allow anyone to leave the Stone Stele Realm!"
"Even if I perish, my legacy remains. You can't leave for all eternity!"
Even as the roar echoed out, an enormous figure slowly rose up from the vortex formed by the Underworld River behind Chen Qing. As soon as the figure appeared, the aura of an emperor exploded out from within it.
Laozu of the Seven Spirits Dao cried out in alarm.
"The Hell-Emperor?!"
Wang Baole's heart trembled. The underworld flame inside of him flared to life, and then appeared in his eyes. He looked at the Underworld River vortex, and immediately saw the figure. He wore a violet Imperial robe and an Imperial crown. His face was pale, and he was surrounded by an aura of death. However, the pressure and will emanating from him were incomparably intense.
Wang Baole had seen this figure before!
It was none other than … the corpse of the Hell-Emperor that Chen Qing had taken from the coffin deep within the Underworld River. However, it now seemed to possess life!
Although this life was not life force, but an aura of death, it was enough for the Underworld Sect.
Never-Ending Zi's eyes narrowed as he slowly said, "The Hell-Emperor!"
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I can't write anymore. I just barely finished.
(End of Chapter)
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