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

When they witnessed the birth of Demon Ancestor Rahu, they exclaimed in surprise, "We never imagined that Demon Ancestor Rahu was actually formed from the negative power left behind by the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, born from the resentment and regret of the Great God Pangu! He can indeed be considered a part of Pangu, which explains his ability to summon the Four Swords of Zhuxian!"

At this moment, Taiqing Daode Tianzun and the others finally understood why they felt a sense of familiarity when the Demon Ancestor Rahu manifested his true form.

It turns out they were all transformed from the great god Pangu. Moreover, compared to 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 very 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 didn't want the power of the demonic path to increase; so that's the reason. Since they originated from the same source, they can definitely 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 both want to devour the 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 prehistoric 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 so he could devour us in the end!"

How can the primordial spirit and flesh and blood be missing if we want to fuse into the true Pangu?

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

However, after they attained enlightenment, their original essence was no longer pure, and whether they could still recreate Pangu is truly unknown.

After deducing the schemes of Dao Ancestor Hongjun and Demon Ancestor Luohou from this information, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun and the others felt a deep sense of dread: "It seems we can no longer act as we did before!"

Ying Zheng nodded in agreement with these remarks, saying, "That's right. From now on, Master, you should stay in the Hongmeng Great World. That way, if anything happens, I can come to your aid in time!"

Upon hearing this, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun and the others exchanged glances, but then they thought of the Demon Ancestor Rahu, whose demonic power was overwhelming and whose arrogance was rampant, and the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, whose schemes were profound and whose plans were far-reaching.

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

Although this made them lose face somewhat, Ying Zheng's existence did indeed become their solid support.

After the matter was settled, Ying Zheng lost interest in continuing his dual cultivation with Nuwa.

At this moment, Ying Zheng gazed intently at the long river of destiny that stretched across the endless chaotic sea.

Under the protection of the Great Path of Destiny, the moment Ying Zheng took his first step, he had already stepped into the River of Destiny.

That sacred place, which was unattainable for the masses, was like a leisurely stroll under Ying Zheng's feet, as if he were walking in his own backyard.

Ying Zheng devoted himself to analyzing the mysteries of the River of Destiny, attempting to find a way to further control the power over it.

After all, the Demon Ancestor Rahu's schemes and plots were like a heavy mountain weighing on his heart.

It was almost suffocating him; he desperately needed enough power to break free from this predicament.

The simplest and most convenient way is to gain more control over the course of destiny.

After wandering through the river of fate for billions of years, Ying Zheng's eyes shone with golden light, which faintly condensed into the shape of a compass.

The aura of destiny emanating from him became increasingly rich and profound.

Over the course of these long years, his mastery of the path of destiny has indeed made considerable progress.

But Ying Zheng knew in his heart that with this little progress, it was simply wishful thinking to think he could take a further step and gain control of the River of Destiny.

He knew it was impossible, but he still did it anyway. If he didn't try, he would never be satisfied.

Then, with a solemn expression, Ying Zheng took another step and entered the source of this river of destiny—the Land of Nothingness.

Here, the Disc of Destiny hangs high, like an eternal ruler, quietly awaiting the arrival of Ying Zheng.

Gazing at this mysterious and profoundly mysterious Destiny Disc, Ying Zheng guessed that its status should have reached 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 great god Pangu.

There was one thing that puzzled Ying Zheng: even if the paths were different, the River of Destiny and the River of Time at the half-step transcendence level should have been able to help the Great God Pangu, so why did he give up so easily?

This question has lingered in Ying Zheng's mind for countless years, but the mystery remains unsolved to this day.

Perhaps only after he has fully understood all the secrets of this Wheel of Fate can he unravel this age-old mystery.

At this moment, Ying Zheng took a deep breath, and his will once again came into contact with the Disc of Fate.

Because he had already grasped 50% of the power of the Wheel of Fate, the Wheel of Fate did not reject Ying Zheng's will.

However, as Ying Zheng's will gradually penetrated deeper into the core of the Destiny Disc, attempting to imprint his own mark upon it and completely refine this peerless treasure—

"Buzz!"

The Disc of Fate suddenly trembled violently, as if surrounded by an illusory and ethereal river of fate.

That ceaseless, endless river embodies both existence and non-existence, wandering between reality and illusion.

An immense and unparalleled power instantly crushed down on Ying Zheng's heart, and at the very moment this power erupted...

Despite being prepared, Ying Zheng was still shaken by the oppressive aura and staggered, kneeling halfway in the void.

"puff!"

At this moment, veins bulged on Ying Zheng's forehead. He gritted his teeth and said resolutely, "I will never give up. One day, I will become your true master!"

At that moment, the omnipresent power of fate erupted, expelling Ying Zheng from the scene.

Exhausted both physically and mentally, Ying Zheng sighed helplessly, "Indeed, my understanding of the Way of Destiny is still too shallow!"

At the same time, due to the previous absence of the true spirit of the Lord of the Northern Underworld, and the restriction of the ultimate sword path by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and the Shangqing Lingbao Heavenly Venerable, the ultimate sword path was also affected.

At this moment, it was finally completely sublimated and merged into the demonic path, or more precisely, into the demonic path's path of slaughter and the god-slaying spear.

Even after the Demon Ancestor Rahu left, he did not give up on refining and elevating the ultimate sword path!

Although it has some flaws, it is still a resource for progress. Even a small mosquito is still meat, and little by little, it adds up to a considerable amount. With the complete disappearance of the ultimate sword path and its integration into the God-Slaying Spear...

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

The Lord of the Northern Underworld felt a sense of emptiness as he examined his intact body.

It was as if something extremely important to him had vanished.

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

This is because of his extremely high inherent nature; the moment he awoke and came into contact with the rules of heaven and earth, he comprehended and mastered them.

Otherwise, he would probably be nothing more than an ordinary person right now.

Looking at the Dao Lord of Beiming who exuded the aura of an immortal Golden Immortal, Ying Zheng said indifferently, "Beiming, you'd better watch yourself from now on!"

Ying Zheng was utterly disappointed in the Lord of the Northern Underworld, not only because of his ignorance, but also because he had overestimated him.

After all, he did not create the ultimate sword path on his own, but with the secret help of the Demon Ancestor Rahu.

Although her talent was indeed remarkable, it was far from enough to impress Ying Zheng.

Subsequently, the figure of the Northern Underworld Dao Lord was expelled from the Hongmeng Dao Palace with a light wave of Ying Zheng's sleeve.

Looking at the towering Dao Palace before him, the Dao Lord of Beiming gave a bitter smile: "It is all my own fault. However, I, Beiming, would like to express my gratitude to the Dao Venerable for saving my life. I have no way to repay this kindness. I will surely be shattered to pieces to repay the Dao Venerable's kindness in the future!"

After saying this, the Lord of the Northern Underworld turned and left. He needed to recover his cultivation as soon as possible; otherwise, he would not be able to avenge himself, let alone repay his debt of gratitude.

A Golden Immortal like him is everywhere in the current Hongmeng Great World, so he's of no use at all.

Watching the figure of the Lord of the Northern Underworld gradually disappear into the distance, Ying Zheng sighed helplessly, "What a pity!"

Li Yiheng, Ying Zheng's eldest disciple, had been waiting here, serving as a Taoist acolyte.

At this moment, he asked with great curiosity, "Master, what are you regretting? Although Bei Ming is not bad, after stripping away the enhancement of the Demon Ancestor Rahu, he is just not bad!"

Looking at Li Yiheng's current cultivation level of only a Great Luo Heavenly Venerable, Ying Zheng was immediately furious: "You're no better! So many years have passed, and you still haven't decided to take that step?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yiheng no longer displayed the boastful and domineering air he had just displayed: "Not yet. I am still unable to break free from the shackles of humanity and forge my own path!"

Ying Zheng said with a helpless expression, "Perhaps your requirements don't have to be so high. You can choose any one of these three thousand Great Daos and still achieve the position of Primordial Dao Master. As for Primordial Limitlessness, perhaps that's not the path you should pursue!"

At the same time, a faint sense of regret welled up in Ying Zheng's heart. He should have known better than to choose his disciple to succeed him to the throne, which was a deep pitfall.

At first, although he felt that humanity was special, he did not expect that humanity could be so 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 ordinary state of perfect enlightenment.

The Great Dao, which has already reached perfection, is by no means easy to escape its influence.

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

After all, Nuwa was able to succeed because she was reborn from destruction.

However, doing so could lead to complete failure and utter death if one is not careful.

Nuwa possessed such talent and determination that she was able to transcend the influence of both the celestial and human realms.

However, regardless of whether Li Yiheng possessed such talent, he also lacked the will to succeed or die trying.

In response to Ying Zheng's reflections, Li Yiheng remained silent and said, "Master, when I was stripped of my imperial title, I already understood that I must climb to the pinnacle of the Great Dao in this life. Otherwise, why would I give up my title? The mere Primordial Chaos Realm is not my goal!"

Ying Zheng replied with a helpless expression, "Since my disciple has such a belief, then I, as your master, cannot hold you back. Fine, do as you wish!"

After saying this, Ying Zheng gave up the idea of ​​adding another title to Li Yiheng's title.

Even without the Human 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, his apprentice had no interest in this.

Let's just forget about it then!
Seeing that his master had changed his mind, Li Yiheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he knew his master meant well, it was ultimately not the goal he was pursuing.

"Then, I will take my leave now!"

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

At this moment, Ying Zheng's gaze fell upon Xianyang City, which was not far from the Hongmeng Great World.

The city of Xianyang is now dilapidated and filled with an ancient and vicissitudes-filled atmosphere, as if it has been transformed into a vast world.

Few people even know that the world they live in is nothing more than a city transformed from itself.

The current ruler of Xianyang City, Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng, barely retains his pseudo-Primordial level strength by relying solely on the remaining power of Xianyang City and the Immortal Qin.

His appearance was completely different from when he was an enlightened being.

Over the years, watching Liu Bang drown his sorrows in alcohol, Ying Zheng couldn't help but feel sorry for him: "My disciple, how long will you continue to wallow in despair!"

As those sorrowful words rang out, Ying Zheng's figure appeared in the back garden.

Liu Bang paused for a moment as he raised his cup to pour wine, then took out another cup and filled Ying Zheng's cup again: "Master, you've arrived!"

Looking at Liu Bang, who was now so dejected and listless, no longer displaying his former vigor, Ying Zheng felt extremely heartbroken: "Look at yourself now! Where is the spirit you once had when you proclaimed yourself Emperor Wu and vowed to ascend to the Chaos with the imperial way!"

"If you've lost it, take it back. If that doesn't work, find another way. Millions of years have passed. Are you going to continue being so decadent?" Ying Zheng pressed on.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Wu of Han shook his head helplessly and said, "Over the years, I have tried, but I simply lack the talent for cultivating those great paths. And now that the Imperial Way has been taken away, I sense its imminent disappearance; how could I possibly reclaim it?" (End of Chapter)