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

Just then, the accumulated axe light gathered unparalleled momentum, and with a blade that could cut through anything, it cleaved down in an instant, tearing apart the protective barrier of the Disc of Fate with lightning speed.

"Clang—!"

The axe light, carrying Ying Zheng's true spirit, ignored the resistance of the Wheel of Fate and flew straight towards its source. Wherever it passed, Ying Zheng took the opportunity to leave his own soul imprint, thereby further controlling the power of the Wheel of Fate.

For Ying Zheng, this process was both extremely long and extremely short. As the number of soul imprints increased, countless insights into the Dao of Destiny began to resonate in his heart, causing Ying Zheng's understanding of the Dao of Destiny to grow imperceptibly.

As the power of the axe light completely dissipated, Ying Zheng was only one and a half percent away from fully controlling the Disc of Destiny. However, this one and a half percent of power seemed as insurmountable as an insurmountable chasm. Ying Zheng paused and gazed at the core of the Disc of Destiny, and could sense the terrifying power of destiny brewing within—the very power that had dispelled the axe light earlier. It was conceivable that even the power of the great god Pangu was powerless against it; to truly grasp the Disc of Destiny, Ying Zheng would need to at least reach a half-step transcendence in his understanding of the Great Dao of Destiny.

At the same time, as the axe light completely dissipated, the distant voice of Pangu echoed in Ying Zheng's ears: "Young friend, I will pass on to you the insights I gained from exploring the River of Destiny. As for how much you can master, that depends on yourself."

After speaking, countless insights into the Dao of Destiny surfaced in Ying Zheng's mind. His mind rapidly absorbed, reorganized, and refined these insights, integrating them into his own understanding of the Dao of Destiny. Unbeknownst to him, Ying Zheng's understanding of the Dao of Destiny had reached a high level, only one step away from perfection. This made Ying Zheng exclaim, "Truly worthy of being called the Great God Pangu; his attainments in the realm of destiny alone have given me such profound enlightenment."

Then Ying Zheng gazed intently at the core of the land: "The next time I come, it will be when I have completely conquered this core." With that, he turned and left, disappearing into the river of fate.

Meanwhile, inside the Pangu Palace, as time passed, the heartbeat of Pangu at the core of the origin became increasingly slow.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Moreover, Pangu's heart gradually lost its former luster and power, as if it had lost its most essential part. This gave the twelve ancestral witches who were guarding this place an ominous premonition. Houtu stared at the dimly lit Pangu's heart and could feel its inner power constantly decreasing - presumably the core power was being absorbed by Ying Zheng, who had obtained Pangu's legacy: "Indeed... things are still developing in this direction."

Just as Houtu finished sighing, Ying Zheng's figure emerged from Pangu's heart. Nourished by Pangu's heart, his flesh and spirit were more than doubled, and with his greatly increased power over the River of Destiny, an uncontrollable force erupted and was released onto the Ancestral Witches.

"boom--!"

More than ten Ancestral Witches were kneeling in the void. If Houtu hadn't shielded them from most of the oppressive force, this power alone would have been enough to completely annihilate them. Houtu's beautiful eyes darted around, disbelief appearing in them—the Ying Zheng of the past, as vast as the ocean, was now as unfathomable as an abyss. This made Houtu extremely curious about what kind of fortune Ying Zheng had obtained to undergo such a transformation.

The Ancestral Witches, including Dijiang, were still shaken, secretly thinking that if they, as Ancestral Witches, had received such a blessing, they could at least create another Daoist; even if they couldn't, having Houtu inherit the Dao would still allow her to achieve perfection and reach the level of Ying Zheng. After all, although Ying Zheng could protect them, how could he compare to Houtu's personal presence?
Seeing that Ying Zheng was gradually reducing his aura, Houtu stepped forward to congratulate him, saying, "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Ying Zheng, on receiving the blessings of the Father God. We should also obey the Father God's choice."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng looked at Houtu and then noticed the other ancestral witches still wearing expressions of resentment, and understood their meaning. However, Ying Zheng had no intention of explaining—should he say that he had made a deal with Pangu to obtain this fortune? The fewer people who knew about this matter, the better, otherwise, the variables would only increase, which would be of no benefit to Ying Zheng.

"I must thank Fellow Daoist Houtu for this trip. I have gained a great deal from this journey and need to return to seclusion. I will take my leave without further ado." After saying this, Ying Zheng's figure followed the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos, using the influence of the Pangu Palace to quickly return to the Daoist temple to consolidate his current power.

After Ying Zheng left, Houtu carefully examined Pangu's heart. Resisting its power, she could sense a thin flow of blood energy within. This blood energy, drawn together by its origin, gradually merged into Houtu's body, slightly enhancing her abilities. However, this blood energy was far too little; if allowed to be absorbed unchecked, even the current form of Pangu's heart would be difficult to maintain. Therefore, Houtu sealed off the power of her own bloodline, preventing the blood energy from entering.

She sensed that Pangu's heart was absorbing chaotic energy and fortune, gradually recovering, but it would take at least one or two epochs to return to its full strength. However, the fact that it was recovering at all eased Houtu's mind somewhat. Upon returning, Houtu informed the other ancestral witches of her findings, which delighted them—although they possessed Pangu's heart, they had been unable to utilize it; now, though it had lost its essence, it could be used by the witch clan, which was truly a good thing.

The Pangu Palace remained unchanged, the wisp of power within it still shielding the senses of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, and others. Therefore, they were completely unaware of what was happening within the Pangu Palace. However, the ripples stirred by the River of Destiny concerned Di Ling'er, Yang Mei Ancestor, and Demon Ancestor Luo Hou—each such movement in the River of Destiny signified that Ying Zheng was attempting to further consolidate his power. Judging from the momentum of this latest development, could it be that his control over power had increased once more? This was certainly not good news for them.

This also aroused Yangmei Patriarch's competitive spirit, and now he is transforming the method previously taught by Dao Ancestor Hongjun...

They have regained control of one-tenth of the power over the River of Time and Space, and now hold nearly 40% of the authority over the River of Time and Space in total.

This is quite an achievement for Ancestor Yangmei.

But Ancestor Yang Mei understood that this was far from enough to suppress Dao Ancestor Hongjun and Demon Ancestor Luo Hou: "At least half of the power over the River of Time and Space must be controlled!"

At this moment, Ancestor Yangmei gazed at the churning waves in the river of time and space, watching the scenes unfold within them.

In a daze, he seemed to see the scene of Dao Ancestor Hongjun completely taking control of the human world.

Once Dao Ancestor Hongjun has fully taken control of humanity, it will be time for them to execute their plan.

Others wouldn't give him time to wait; the three of them, though allies, were also competitors.

Therefore, Ancestor Yangmei sighed, "My time is running out!"

Having said that, Ancestor Yangmei transformed into countless forms, each figure turning into a verdant willow leaf, drifting through every corner of the river of time and space.

Although the river of time and space is constantly spreading and branching out, these branches are not very important to those who hold power over the river of time and space.

Currently, Ancestor Yangmei is attacking the mainstream of the River of Time and Space, and the branches of his physical body, the Willow Tree of Time and Space, are traversing the river along with its leaves.

Ignoring the ceaseless flow of the river, they seize control of the long river of time and space.

Meanwhile, Demon Ancestor Rahu was making final arrangements, waiting for Dao Ancestor Hongjun to completely take control of humanity.

After all, his goal was the Great Dao of Pangu, which was controlled by Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

Without the Great Dao of Pangu, even if the primordial world were reopened, it would be difficult to reap any rewards.

This is why he did not immediately begin his plan after achieving the perfection of the Thirty-Sixth Grade Destruction Black Lotus.

Now, Ying Zheng, who has returned to the Hongmeng Dao Palace, is watching Donghuang Taiyi, who is recuperating in a side hall, and Jiang Tian, ​​whose cultivation has stabilized.

Inside the main hall, Nuwa was already waiting for his return.

The moment Nuwa's gaze fell upon Ying Zheng, she immediately showed a look of surprise: "Your physique and primordial spirit have become several times stronger? How is this possible? Our cultivation levels have almost reached their limits, how did you break through those limits?"

Seeing Nuwa's pleading gaze, Ying Zheng explained helplessly, "Sister, don't even think about it. This is beyond our current capabilities. The reason I was able to break through the limits is entirely due to the assistance of the great god Pangu."

Afterwards, Ying Zheng told Nuwa everything he had seen and heard during his visit to the Pangu Palace, which made her fall into deep thought...

At this moment, Nuwa felt a surge of urgency: "Only two eras left!"

Ying Zheng is only 15% away from completely mastering the River of Destiny, once he has perfected the Great Dao of Destiny.

It is also possible to forcibly increase control over the River of Fate by using certain means to deplete one's own resources.

At that time, they will be protected by the river of fate and will not be affected by the recurrence of the chaotic collapse.

However, she wanted to elope with Ying Zheng, and Ying Zheng's strength alone might not be enough to protect her.

Therefore, Nuwa's pursuit of power became increasingly urgent, and dark mist vaguely swirled around her.

She could fall into demonic ways at any moment. Seeing Nuwa so fixated on her own thoughts, Ying Zheng roared angrily, "Nuwa, wake up! Cultivation is a path taken step by step!" Ying Zheng's angry roar was as deafening as the profound truth of the Dao, causing Nuwa to immediately awaken and suppress her inner demons: "I understand, I will go back to cultivate now."

Nuwa then quickly turned and left. Watching the beauty's disappearing figure, Ying Zheng recalled the feeling of Nuwa nestled in his arms earlier, and helplessly touched the bridge of his nose: "Isn't this reaping what you sow?"

"If Nuwa has worked so hard, I must also shoulder the responsibility and protect her so that we can live happily ever after," Ying Zheng said solemnly.

Subsequently, Ying Zheng continued to comprehend the Great Dao of Destiny, seeking to perfect it.

By merging this with the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos, and unleashing the power of the merged entity, one should be able to barely reach the bottom line of controlling the River of Destiny.

Time flows slowly by, and billions of years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Over these billions of years, having learned the secret of the recurrence of chaos, Ying Zheng and Nuwa became increasingly diligent in their cultivation.

On this day, the human realm, which spans countless worlds and the endless chaotic sea, trembled slightly.

Humanity is now showing signs of eagerly approaching a state of fulfillment.

This causes all those who attain enlightenment to awaken from their own path of enlightenment and practice.

Inside the Eight Views Palace, the Supreme Celestial Venerable of the Great Purity looked up at the human realm, his eyes filled with apprehension: "This feeling... in the end, he still succeeded. I never expected that the human realm, which had been devoured, could be restored again."

Inside Biyou Palace, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun polished the Qingping Sword. As the sword's fierce energy erupted, his battle intent roared to the heavens: "The great battle is about to begin, and this time I will not hold back!"

"..."

Not only them, but also many enlightened beings such as Kong Xuan, the Five Elements Dao Ancestor, Chaos, the God of Chaos, the Origin Ancestor, and Amitabha Buddha, all sensed the abnormal movement in the human realm.

They all speculated that humanity must have been fully restored for such strange phenomena to occur.

The group regrouped in the space that had been originally set up for the meeting, to discuss the next phase of the battle.

At this moment, in the hidden place of the endless chaotic sea, in the Zixiao Palace, Dao Ancestor Hongjun laughed loudly: "It's finally done, the unity of humanity and the Dao has been achieved!"

In an instant, humanity was completely integrated into the evil corpse, accompanied by the aura of perfection.

This caused the evil corpse to also appear in a perfect state, once again standing shoulder to shoulder with the good corpse and the obsessive corpse.

The three corpses of Heaven, Earth, and Man directly merged into the body of Dao Ancestor Hongjun. At this moment, Dao Ancestor Hongjun vaguely carried a mysterious artistic conception, as if the three paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man were constantly merging.

This situation seems to suggest that the Great Dao of Pangu will reappear in the world, no longer allowing it to be divided into the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man.

However, such integration still requires a process: "Although it will take some time to recreate the Great Dao of Pangu, we can begin to prepare for the plan to reopen the primordial world and harvest the Great Dao of all living beings as fuel to condense the Dao Fruit."

Dao Ancestor Hongjun cast his gaze upon the endless chaotic sea, where he could vaguely see the power of the Great Daos such as Yuqing Dao, Shangqing Dao, Taiqing Dao, Shenyuan Dao, Wuxian Dao, Yuan Dao, Taichu Dao, and Hongmeng Dao operating, obscuring something.

"Isn't it just discussing countermeasures? I'll let you live a little longer. Rahu, Yangmei, aren't you going to show yourselves?" Dao Ancestor Hongjun muttered to himself.

At the same time, the figure of Zixiao Palace appeared in the endless chaotic sea. The instant Zixiao Palace appeared, Demon Ancestor Rahu, standing atop the Thirty-Sixth Petal Black Lotus of Destruction, walked towards it…

Within the long river of time, Yang Mei, the patriarch who had already grasped half of the power, was not fully prepared, but now, with the invitation from Dao Ancestor Hongjun and the acceptance of the invitation from Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, he had no choice but to accept.

Therefore, Ancestor Yangmei stepped out of the river of time and space step by step to keep his appointment with Zixiao Palace.

At this moment, Dao Ancestor Hongjun looked at Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, who was leaning against the Thirty-Sixth Grade Destruction Black Lotus, and watched as the perfected powers of the Three Paths of Slaughter, Destruction, and Demonism lingered within it. A faint sense of apprehension arose in his heart.

But that's all. Although Demon Ancestor Rahu has three perfect paths, the three paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man that he governs are also in a state of perfection.

Now, as the three paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man are merging, the Immortal Path is being added to promote and enhance the changes, allowing it to reappear at the Pangu Great Dao, which is at the level of half-step transcendence.

No one can resist the Great Dao of Pangu. Even if the Demon Ancestor Rahu wields the Thirty-Six-Petaled Black Lotus of Destruction, his fate is already sealed.

Then, the power of time and space shifted, and the figure of Ancestor Yangmei walked over: "Old Daoist, you are not late, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Dao Ancestor Hongjun smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Yang Mei has arrived at just the right time."

With the gates of Zixiao Palace closed, the gaze and prying eyes of all those who had attained enlightenment were cut off.

At this moment, the Purple Cloud Palace is in a tripartite balance, with the auras of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, Demon Ancestor Luohou, and Yangmei Ancestor clashing.

The Earth Spirit, huddled in a corner, trembled behind Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

The Jade Disc of Creation appeared above the head of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, radiating vast brilliance and the power to rule over all the heavens and myriad paths.

They were resisting the seemingly united forces of Demon Ancestor Rahu and Ancestor Yangmei.

Demon Ancestor Rahu stood on the Thirty-Sixth Grade Destruction Black Lotus, wielding the God-Slaying Spear, with killing, destruction, and demonic power faintly crisscrossing him.

Behind Ancestor Yangmei, a towering willow tree of time and space appeared, wielding endless power of time and space.

With each sway of the willow branches, the faint sound of the rushing river of time and space echoes here.

Upon seeing this, Dao Ancestor Hongjun spoke up, "Why are you two Daoists so tense? We have not yet reached the point of deciding the outcome. As long as we eliminate those who have attained Dao and reopen the primordial world, this alliance will not collapse, so you have no need to worry."

Upon hearing this, Demon Ancestor Rahu, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and Yangmei Ancestor exchanged a glance and then concealed their auras.

Demon Ancestor Rahu tentatively asked, "Then when does Hongjun intend to make his move?"

Upon hearing this, Dao Ancestor Hongjun pondered for a moment and said, "One hundred years."

As Dao Ancestor Hongjun spoke, Zixiao Palace fell silent. (End of Chapter)