Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Without hesitation, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun said, "Isn't it just the remnant souls of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods?"

Taiqing Daode Tianzun, who quickly realized what was going on, said thoughtfully, "You mean that this widely circulated story, which we have confirmed as fact, is false!"

In response, Ying Zheng nodded solemnly and said, "It can't be said to be false, it's more like half true and half false!"

The Celestial Venerable of the Supreme Purity and the Spiritual Treasure asked with great curiosity, "Then tell me! What is his background?"

At this moment, with a flick of his sleeve, Ying Zheng revealed a round mirror, on which appeared the scene of him retracing the Taiyi Era.

As the towering figure appeared for a fleeting moment, Taiqing Daode Tianzun and the others exclaimed in astonishment, "This is the scene of the Great God Pangu proving his Dao!"

Taiqing Daode Tianzun and the others looked at Ying Zheng in astonishment. They knew that they only had one or two incomplete images of this scene, far less complete than Ying Zheng's.

That was obtained through the Pangu mark passed down by them.

The moment this scene appeared, all the myriad paths of the heavens trembled violently, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth began to repel this place, and a strong sense of oppression lingered here.

The feeling was as if the myriad paths of existence would not allow these things to appear, as one gazed upon the scene before them.

Seven-colored light shone from Ying Zheng's body, and the power of the Thirty-Sixth Grade Primordial Purple Lotus surged even further under its blessing. In Ying Zheng's palm, a phantom image of the Destiny Disc seemed to appear: "I declare by destiny that the heavenly punishment is broken!"

Then, the omnipresent power of fate began to reverse, and the river of fate manifested from the endless chaotic sea, thus erasing this divine punishment.

Such a commotion aroused the curiosity of many enlightened beings.

"How could such a divine punishment suddenly appear, as if it were intolerable to all paths? What exactly is Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng doing?!"

"However, even this level of divine punishment is powerless against Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng. It's truly exhilarating to have the blessing of the River of Destiny!"

While many enlightened beings were astonished by Ying Zheng's strength, Dao Ancestor Hongjun and Demon Ancestor Luo Hou were extremely curious about why Ying Zheng had triggered this divine punishment.

It should be understood that there are only a few things that are intolerable to all paths.

What kind of secret information did Ying Zheng uncover?

Sometimes, the information they receive can be incredibly dangerous, and they had to figure out exactly what Ying Zheng knew.

As the divine punishment was blocked by the river of fate, the round mirror manifested by Ying Zheng continued to appear before Taiqing Daode Tianzun and others. As the scene played, they learned the reason why Pangu failed to attain enlightenment.

At this moment, as they gazed at the scene of the birth of the Demon Ancestor Rahu, they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "We never imagined that the Demon Ancestor Rahu was actually formed from the resentment and regret of the Great God Pangu, absorbing the negative power left over from the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods. He can indeed be called a part of Pangu, and it makes sense that he can summon the Four Swords of Zhuxian!"

At this moment, Taiqing Daode Tianzun and the others also realized why a sense of familiarity arose when the Demon Ancestor Rahu manifested his true form.

It turns out that they were all transformed from the great god Pangu. Moreover, compared with the demon ancestor Rahu and the Dao ancestor Hongjun, the Taiqing Daode Tianzun, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, and Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun are far from being considered the true descendants of Pangu.

After all, although they were transformed from Pangu's primordial spirit, they were only transformed from a small fragment of Pangu's primordial spirit when he failed to attain enlightenment.

Although its essence is extremely high, in terms of proportion, it is not comparable to Dao Ancestor Hongjun and Demon Ancestor Luohou at all.

Just then, a look of apprehension appeared in the eyes of the Supreme Celestial Venerable of the Great Purity: "No wonder you are unwilling to let the power of the demonic path increase. So that's the reason. Since they come from the same source, they will surely be able to devour each other and eventually return to their origin!"

"The Dao Ancestor Hongjun's target is the Demon Ancestor Luohou. The two are enemies and want to devour each other to become the true Pangu. If they succeed, their strength will increase countless times, and the already terrifying demonic path will become even more powerful!"

Thinking of this, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun recalled the hesitant attitude of Daozu Hongjun when he was stripping away their Dao fruits when the primordial world was broken!

"So it turns out that old bastard Hongjun didn't want to let us go, but rather wanted us to grow stronger before finally devouring us!"

To create the true Pangu, how could one do without the primordial spirit and flesh?

Whether it's Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, or Taiqing Daode Tianzun, even Houtu is among their hunting targets.

However, since their path to enlightenment has been proven, the original essence is no longer pure, and whether they can recreate Pangu remains to be seen.

After deducing the plans of Dao Ancestor Hongjun and Demon Ancestor Luohou from this information, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun and others felt deeply apprehensive: "It seems that we can no longer act as we did in the past!"

Ying Zheng agreed, saying, "That's right. From now on, Master and the others can stay in the Hongmeng Great World. If anything happens, I can provide immediate support."

Upon hearing this, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun and the others exchanged glances for a moment, but then they thought of the Demon Ancestor Rahu, whose demonic power was overwhelming, and the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who had calculated everything.

They had no choice but to remain in the Hongmeng Great World and accept the protection of their disciples/nephews.

Although this made them somewhat embarrassed, Ying Zheng's existence also became their reliance.

After agreeing to this, Ying Zheng lost the will to continue his dual cultivation with Nuwa.

At this moment, Ying Zheng gazed intently at the surging river of destiny in the endless chaotic sea.

Under the protection of the Great Path of Destiny, the moment Ying Zheng took his first step, he entered the River of Destiny.

This place, which is unattainable for most people, was like a leisurely stroll for Ying Zheng, as if he were walking in his own backyard.

Ying Zheng was analyzing the River of Destiny, trying to find a way to further wield power over it.

After all, the Demon Ancestor Rahu's plan was like a mountain weighing on his mind.

It was almost suffocating him; he needed enough power to break the deadlock.

The most direct and quickest way is to gain more control over the course of destiny.

Ying Zheng, who had wandered through the river of fate for countless eons, saw the golden light in his eyes transform into the shape of a compass.

The aura of the Great Dao of Destiny surrounding him grew increasingly intense.

Over the course of countless years, his mastery of the path of destiny has also made great progress.

But Ying Zheng understood that it was impossible to further control the power of destiny through this.

He was doing it even though he knew it was impossible; he would feel resentful if he didn't try.

Then, with a solemn expression, Ying Zheng once again stepped into the source of this long river of destiny—the Land of Nothingness.

Here, the wheel of fate hangs high, awaiting the arrival of Qin Shi Huang like an eternal sovereign.

Judging from this mysterious and unpredictable Destiny Disc, Ying Zheng speculated that its status should be at the level of a half-step transcendent Dao Fruit.

In other words, the scale of the River of Destiny and the River of Time is comparable to that of the god Pangu.

What puzzled Ying Zheng was that, even though their paths were different, the River of Destiny and the River of Time, which were at the level of half-transcendence, should have been able to benefit the Great God Pangu. Why did he give them up so easily back then?

This question has lingered in Ying Zheng's mind for countless years and remains unresolved to this day.

Perhaps only by understanding all the mysteries of the Wheel of Fate can this mystery be solved.

At this moment, Ying Zheng took a deep breath, and his will once again connected with the wheel of fate.

Because he already controlled 50% of the power of the Destiny Disc, the Destiny Disc did not reject Ying Zheng's will.

But as Ying Zheng's will deepened into the origin of the Destiny Disc, seeking to imprint his own mark upon it and completely refine this extraordinary treasure,

"Buzz!"

The disc of fate trembled violently, as if surrounded by an illusory river of destiny.

The ceaseless flow of the river, embodying both existence and nothingness, exists between reality and illusion. A boundless, immense force instantly pressed down on Ying Zheng's mind, at the very moment this force erupted.

Although Ying Zheng was prepared, he was still forced to stagger and kneel in mid-air.

"puff!"

At this moment, the veins on Ying Zheng's forehead bulged, and he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "I will never give up, and one day I will become your true master!"

Just then, the omnipresent force of fate suddenly repelled Ying Zheng.

Exhausted both physically and mentally, Ying Zheng sighed helplessly, "Indeed, my understanding of fate is still too shallow."

At the same time, the ultimate sword path, which was previously lacking the true spirit of the Lord of the Northern Underworld, was further restrained by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and the Supreme Pure Spirit Treasure Heavenly Venerable.

At this moment, the sublimation is complete, and it is thus integrated into the demonic path—more precisely, into the demonic path's path of slaughter and its God-Slaying Spear.

Even after the Demon Ancestor Rahu left, he did not give up on the sublimation of the ultimate sword path!

Even if something is imperfect, it is still a source of improvement. Even the smallest mosquitoes and flies are still flesh and blood, and when accumulated, they can amount to a considerable number.

After the ultimate swordsmanship was completely dissolved and incorporated into the God-Slaying Spear.

Ying Zheng released the Northern Underworld Dao Lord, whose true spirit had been repaired, from the Thirty-Sixth Grade Primordial Purple Lotus.

The Lord of the Northern Underworld sensed that although his physical body was intact, it felt empty.

It felt as if I had lost something extremely important.

Indeed, with the ultimate sword path being completely devoured, the now revived Lord of the Northern Underworld only possesses the cultivation of a Golden Immortal.

This is because of its extremely high nature; upon awakening, it instantly comprehends and masters the rules of heaven and earth.

Otherwise, he would probably be no different from an ordinary person at this moment.

Looking at the Dao Lord of Beiming who exuded the immortal aura of a Golden Immortal, Ying Zheng said calmly, "Beiming, you'd better behave yourself from now on."

Ying Zheng was extremely disappointed with the Lord of the Northern Underworld, not only because of his stupidity, but also because he overestimated his strength.

After all, he didn't create the ultimate sword path on his own; he did it with the help of the Demon Ancestor Rahu.

Although his talent was indeed remarkable, it was far from enough to amaze Ying Zheng.

Then, the figure of the Lord of the Northern Underworld was sent out of the Hongmeng Dao Palace with a light flick of Ying Zheng's sleeve.

Gazing at the majestic Dao Palace before him, the Dao Lord of Beiming wore a bitter smile: "All of this is my own fault. However, Beiming hereby kowtows to thank the Dao Venerable for saving my life. I have no way to repay this kindness, and I will surely repay the Dao Venerable's grace even if it means my death!"

After saying this, the Lord of the Northern Underworld turned and left. He needed to recover his cultivation level, otherwise, let alone revenge, even repaying a debt of gratitude would be out of the question.

A Golden Immortal is a common sight in the current Hongmeng Great World, so he is of no use at all.

Watching the departing figure of the Lord of the Northern Underworld, Ying Zheng sighed helplessly, "What a pity."

Li Yiheng, the chief disciple of Ying Zheng, has been guarding this place and serving as a Taoist acolyte.

At this moment, he asked with great curiosity, "What is Master regretting? Although Bei Ming is not bad, after stripping away the blessing of the Demon Ancestor Rahu, he is only so-so."

When Ying Zheng saw that Li Yiheng was only at the Great Luo Heavenly Venerable level, he was immediately furious: "You're not much better. So many years have passed, and you still haven't decided to take that step?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yiheng immediately lost his previous air of authority: "Not yet... I am still unable to break free from the shackles of humanity and cannot walk my own path."

Ying Zheng said helplessly, "Perhaps you should lower your expectations and choose any of the three thousand Great Daos. You can become a Primordial Dao Master. As for Primordial Limitlessness... perhaps that is not the path you should pursue."

At the same time, Ying Zheng felt a faint sense of regret. He should have known better than to choose his own disciple to inherit the throne, such a deep pitfall.

Although I used to think that humanity was special, I never expected it to be this special.

This is because it was separated from the Pangu Dao, which is at the half-step transcendence level.

Therefore, the natural positions of Heaven, Earth, and Humanity are equivalent to the perfection of the ordinary Great Dao.

The Great Way, which has reached perfection, is not easy to escape its influence.

Even the current Qin Emperor cannot help Li Yiheng escape the influence of humanity.

After all, Nuwa succeeded in the past because she was reborn from destruction.

However, such actions could easily lead to complete failure and utter destruction.

Nuwa possessed such talent and determination that she was able to break free from the influence of both the heavens and the human realm.

Whether Li Yiheng has the talent or not is another matter, but he also lacks the will to succeed or die trying.

Upon hearing Ying Zheng's reflections, Li Yiheng remained silent for a moment before saying, "Master, when I was stripped of my imperial title, I already knew that my purpose in this life was to reach the pinnacle of the Great Dao. Otherwise, why would I have given up my title? Reaching only the Primordial Chaos realm is not what I seek."

Ying Zheng replied helplessly, "Since my disciple has this ambition, I cannot hold you back. Fine, do as you please."

Having said that, Ying Zheng also abandoned the idea of ​​adding another rank to Li Yiheng's mind.

Even if he lacks the Humanity Realm, isn't there still the Primordial Dao?

If all else fails, the Great Dao of Nuwa or the Great Dao of Destiny will also work!
Unfortunately, this disciple's ambitions lay elsewhere.

Then let's leave it at that.

Seeing that his master had changed his mind, Li Yiheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he knew his master meant well, that was not his goal.

"Then, I shall take my leave."

Seeing that Ying Zheng did not refute him further, Li Yiheng immediately left the main hall.

At this moment, Ying Zheng turned his gaze to Xianyang City, which was not far from the Hongmeng Great World.

The city of Xianyang is now dilapidated, filled with an ancient and weathered atmosphere, and has seemingly transformed into a realm of Dharma.

Few people even know that their world is nothing more than a city.

The current ruler of Xianyang City, Emperor Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng, barely maintains his pseudo-Primordial level strength with only the remaining power of Xianyang City and Xianqin.

It is a world apart from his former self, who was about to attain enlightenment.

Over the years, watching Ying Zheng drown his sorrows in alcohol, Ying Zheng couldn't help but feel sorry for him: "My disciple, how long will you continue to be so despondent?"

As these words, filled with sorrow, resounded, Ying Zheng's figure appeared in the back garden.

Ying Zheng, who was raising a cup to pour wine, paused slightly, then took another cup and filled it for Ying Zheng: "Master, you've arrived."

Looking at Ying Zheng, who was now so dejected and no longer had the vigor he once had, Ying Zheng felt deeply pained: "Look at you now, where is the spirit you once had when you called yourself the First Emperor and wanted to ascend to the Chaos with the imperial way!"

Upon hearing this, a self-deprecating smile appeared on Ying Zheng's drunken face: "First Emperor... this title is nothing but a joke now. Having lost the way of the emperor, I barely cling to life in Xianyang. How can I be worthy of the title First Emperor!" (End of Chapter)