Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

For tens of thousands of years, Kong Zun has never used his full strength against ordinary Dao Ancestors, and many powerful figures have long forgotten how terrifying he was.

Today, Kong Zun's displayed strength was like a heavy hammer, slapping everyone awake.

"As expected of the strongest being of the Styx River, his reputation is well-deserved!"

An ancestor from an evolved civilization gazed at the battlefield and couldn't help but let out a sigh filled with awe.

Upon seeing this, the great Dao Ancestors of the heavens were initially tense, but they quickly regained their composure.

"Hmph, so what if Kong Zun is strong? He's nothing but an ant in front of the Desolate Emperor!"

"With a casual move, Liu Shen could completely annihilate him!"

"This is nothing more than infighting among the dark creatures; in fact, it's a good thing for us!"

They spoke one after another, their words containing both fear of Kong Zun's power and a hint of schadenfreude.

Deep within the underworld, the Netherworld Dao Ancestor's aura surged, like a ferocious beast poised to pounce, his eyes fixed on every move on the battlefield.

He was already prepared to strike without hesitation once Kong Zun's attack crossed the line, and to firmly grasp the situation in this struggle.

He, Kong Zun, felt ashamed that his Dao Ancestor was suppressed in front of him. If Ming Yu did the same, wouldn't he feel ashamed?

In another corner of time and space, in a world shrouded in chaotic energy, a terrifying being stands silently.

He was born with three heads and six arms, a dog's body and a mane, and was surrounded by an ancient and powerful aura. He was none other than the Dog of the Autumn Earth, a creature that struck fear into the hearts of all.

At this moment, his six eyes, like six cold moons, coldly watched the battlefield between Jiang Yun and Kong Zun, his gaze seemingly thoughtful, yet also harboring a hint of schadenfreude.

Deep within the River of Souls, another figure also turned its gaze toward the path of reincarnation.

Chu Huang, one of the supreme giants of the Soul River, has eyes as sharp as a hawk, and the soul power surging around him is like a rolling silver ocean. His fixed gaze seems to be engraving every detail of the battlefield into his heart.

The supreme giants of the four primordial lands are all focused on this moment.

They knew perfectly well that with Jiang Yun's strength, it was like throwing an egg against a rock in front of Kong Zun; the outcome was already predetermined.

But what they were more concerned about was how long Jiang Yun could hold out under Kong Zun's full support.

It hasn't been long, yet Jiang Yun dares to challenge Kong Zun's authority. Moreover, it must be admitted that Dao Yuan has been creating one miracle after another over the years.

I wonder how well I can do it now?

Many of the Daoist masters were as pale as paper, their expressions solemn.

Which of the powerful figures who can ascend to the position of Dao Ancestor is not a person with a clear mind and outstanding wisdom?
They quickly saw through the deeper meaning behind the struggle—Jiang Yun had violated the agreement and would have to bear Kong Zun's punishment. Even if the Netherworld Dao Ancestor wanted to protect him, he could only wait for Kong Zun's thunderous strike before he could take any action.

"Just to leave the source area, we have to endure such a terrifying attack from Kong Zun? The price is far too high!"

One of the Daoist masters shook his head and sighed, his words filled with regret and apprehension.

"So be it. It seems I should just stay in the Soul River Floating Soil and cultivate in seclusion from now on, and never dare to break the agreement in the slightest."

The other Dao Ancestor looked somber, his tone filled with helplessness.

If the people of the Underworld break the rules, Kong Zun is greatly respected. If the people of the Soul River break the rules, then the Netherworld will definitely come knocking on their door.

The Underworld is even more powerful than Confucius.

The Dao Ancestor forced himself to remain calm, muttering to himself, "Let's be patient for now. No matter how powerful the Desolate Heavenly Emperor is, he will ultimately be unable to stop the arrival of the Great Sacrifice. Once the Great Sacrifice is over, this agreement will naturally lose its validity."

They sighed with relief, secretly rejoicing that they weren't the ones who broke the agreement first.

This turmoil was like a timely rain, quenching their restless thoughts.

However, when talking about Jiang Yun, they couldn't help but express a hint of regret.

"What a pity for Jiang Yun. He cultivated to such a level in just tens of thousands of years. His talent is astonishing. Yet he will be sealed away here for several epochs..."

Sighs echoed in the void, carrying endless regret and adding a touch of sorrow to this thrilling battle.

Countless Dao Ancestors from all the heavens and myriad realms gazed at him across time and space, their eyes filled with disdain, convinced that this Dao Source from the Underworld was nothing more than courting death.

In their view, if Jiang Yun were to retreat into the cycle of reincarnation and the depths of the underworld, relying on the mysterious and unpredictable flames of reincarnation, he might be able to barely contend with the Dao Ancestor Kong Zun. But now, by taking the initiative to step out of the underworld, he is undoubtedly like a lamb entering a tiger's den.

In an instant, the white light emanating from the fingertips of the Dao Ancestor Kong tore through the sky. That light was not holy, but contained a strange law that destroyed everything, like a pot of boiling lead, turning the entire world into a white purgatory.

A chilling aura swept across the heavens like a tsunami, causing even the stars in distant star regions to tremble under its oppressive force.

Amidst this white light that obliterates everything, a barely perceptible glimmer of light suddenly burst forth.

It is not as domineering as the supernatural powers of Confucius, but it has a kind of tenacity that comes from the origin of life, like a grain of gold dust thrown into an ink pool, which forcibly tears a crack in the boundless white night.

The pupils of all the Dao Ancestors shrank suddenly. They saw the bloodline runes around Jiang Yun's body moving like living things, and the ancient marks engraved deep in his soul suddenly lit up.

"Pfft—" Jiang Yun spat out golden blood, and the surging bloodline power in his body was rapidly worn away like ice and snow under Kong Zun's secret technique.

However, at the very moment the power of his bloodline dissipated, the subtle laws of the Great Dao contained within reversed their course, condensing on his body into a mysterious armor of shimmering light.

The armor, though seemingly illusory, was imprinted with Dao patterns from the beginning of chaos. Every seam was filled with the profound principles of the "Nine Revolutions Returning to the Origin Scripture," which actually blocked Kong Zun's world-destroying white light layer by layer.

"Ok?"

Deep within the River of Souls, the face of the Dao Ancestor Kong Zun, shrouded in black mist, revealed astonishment for the first time.

He had existed for countless sacrificial eons, personally experienced the bloodshed of ten grand sacrifices, and had personally killed several geniuses who believed they could defy fate, but he had never seen such a bizarre secret technique.

What burst forth from Jiang Yun's bloodline was not merely power, but a divine ability that materialized the laws of the Great Dao. Every pattern on that runic armor was in harmony with the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and it even seemed to have the potential to rival the original laws of his soul river.

He didn't know that the technique was called "Nine Revolutions Returning to the Origin Scripture," but he sensed a powerful threat from the flowing Daoist aura.

Kong Zun was secretly shocked, not expecting that Jiang Yun actually had a way to counter his secret technique.

He never imagined that Jiang Yun had figured it out himself, guessing that it was a body-refining method that Jiang Yun had obtained from the Boundary Sea.

Perhaps it originated from a mysterious Celestial Emperor, but has been lost in the long river of time and has not yet been revived.

This method has unlimited potential. If Jiang Yun were given a few more sacrificial elixir periods, he might even surpass himself and reach the realm of the Netherworld.

It doesn't even need the help of that mysterious Reincarnation Flame!

A strong sense of crisis arose in Kong Zun's heart.

He originally thought that no matter how much Jiang Yun grew, he would at most be invincible in the cycle of reincarnation and the underworld, but outside the cycle of reincarnation, he would at most be able to contend with him, and that would be something that would happen after countless sacrifices.

He and Jiang Yun had already formed a deep enmity. Once Jiang Yun truly cultivated to that level, he would definitely forcefully storm into the Soul River to determine who was superior. And he would likely be no match for him.

Although the strange race has a tacit understanding that they would never actually kill each other, and he would not really perish, what if Jiang Yun was just suppressing him?
If such a thing were to happen, then Kong Zun would lose all face.

In an instant, Kong Zun's killing intent surged, but he hesitated.

Beyond the white light, Mingyu hesitated, sensing that Jiang Yun was still resisting and did not seem to be easily defeated.

Offering help now would neither teach Jiang Yun a lesson nor deter other Dao Ancestors who wished to violate the Origin Land's agreement.

At this moment, he sensed Kong Zun's killing intent. Although he didn't know what had happened, he suddenly took a step forward, and the dense Netherworld Qi instantly dissipated, even freezing the outer edge of the white light.

This is unimaginable. The white light can decompose everything outside the Great Dao. The Netherworld Qi of the Netherworld Prison is not at a disadvantage, and even takes the lead, which is something that many Dao Ancestors did not expect.

"I never imagined the legend was true. The Netherworld Dao Ancestor's strength really surpasses that of the Kong Zun Dao Ancestor," a Dao Ancestor from an evolved civilization murmured to himself.

"Heavens above," Gu Tuo frowned, hesitatingly saying, "It seems that the Netherworld is not far from taking that final step. Perhaps it can reach the Immortal Emperor realm within millions of years, and then..."

He was worried.

However, another Celestial Ancestor immediately spoke up.

"Liu Shen is also attempting to break through to the Immortal Emperor realm!"

This was meant to comfort Gu Tuo. Gu Tuo nodded slightly, but he was worried in his heart: who would succeed in breaking through to the Immortal Emperor realm first, Liu Shen or Ming Yu?
From Dao Ancestor to Immortal Emperor, it seems like a short step, but that step is extremely difficult. The river of time is so long, how many people have actually become Immortal Emperors?
The Heavenly Dao Ancestor was worried, but the Underworld Dao Ancestor was cheering.

Even though Jiang Yun violated the agreement between the four originating lands, he was still one of the Underworld's own people.

Moreover, many Dao Ancestors in the Underworld already had some goodwill towards Jiang Yun, believing that his forceful suppression of the Soul River's return and his seizure of control over the Cycle of Reincarnation were beneficial to the Underworld.

Kong Zun's attack on Jiang Yun displeased them, but they didn't dare to directly stop him.

Now that the Netherworld Dao Ancestor has finally made his stance clear, they will no longer hide it.

"Master Kong, Dao Yuan may have broken the agreement, but you could have just taught him a lesson. Why go to such lengths? I think you can take back your secret technique now!"

A Taoist patriarch shouted loudly, his voice shaking heaven and earth, reaching the sea sacrifice from the underworld and landing in the ears of Confucius.

Kong Zun paid no attention to the Dao Ancestor's shouts; his mind was entirely focused on the Underworld.

"Mingyu, are you trying to stop me?" His voice was full of vigilance. Recalling Mingyu's words when he defended Jiang Yun last time, he hurriedly added:
"I was just teaching him a lesson! It wasn't about killing each other! And you just tacitly approved of it!"

The Netherworld Dao Ancestor fell silent instantly. He had indeed tacitly approved Kong Zun's move, but he thought the great battle would break out in the Netherworld, and that Jiang Yun could rely on the Reincarnation Dao Flame.

He vaguely knew the power of the Reincarnation Flame, so he thought that Jiang Yun would at most be covered in dust and dirt, but would not suffer any major losses. However, he did not expect that Jiang Yun would actually leave the Underworld.

The Netherworld Qi gathered above the Netherworld Dao Ancestor's head, transforming into a pair of enormous Netherworld hands, as if they were about to tear apart the white light and rescue Jiang Yun.

But in the end, they remained indecisive and did not actually take any action.

Seeing this, Kong Zun breathed a sigh of relief and said again, "Don't worry, Netherworld Dao Ancestor, I won't go too far. I'm just... teaching Jiang Yun a lesson!"

Though he said this, he had already made up his mind that he would destroy Jiang Yun's Dao foundation, even if it meant using the altar to enhance it, before the Netherworld Dao Ancestor could no longer stand by and make a move.

This will prevent him from making any progress for a long time, or keep him stuck at his current level forever.

Kong Zun's aura remained unchanged, but the white light behind him intensified by three points. The light from the armor that had pierced through the white light resembled stars before sunrise, barely holding on but growing weaker and weaker.

It seemed as if it might be extinguished in the light at any moment!

However, Jiang Yun persisted.

His decision to leave the underworld and give up using the Reincarnation Flame was not due to blind arrogance, but rather because he had his own plans.

Jiang Yun has discovered that his Nine Revolutions Return to Origin Scripture seems to have some omissions, or rather, he has been constantly supplementing the scripture in his cultivation and has gained new insights.

As the number of bloodline runes in his body increased, Jiang Yun felt increasingly disharmonious, as if the higher his level of understanding of the Great Dao, the more he felt the infinity of the Great Dao.

He needs a major battle to further refine the "Nine Revolutions Returning to the Source Scripture" and to integrate the bloodline.

"Kong Zun, you still underestimate me!"

Jiang Yun suddenly let out a huge roar, but the roar was drowned out by an even louder sound—the sound of his blood throbbing.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In an instant, all the Dao Ancestors in the heavens turned to look at the white light.

They couldn't see through the white light, but they could all hear the voices coming from it.

"What...what is that sound?" a Daoist master asked in confusion.

Some speculate that Jiang Yun might be using some kind of secret technique, while others believe that Jiang Yun has hidden a powerful war drum magic weapon.

Jiang Yun struck the war drum, activating its terrifying power to contend with Kong Zun's secret technique.

Heavens above! Dao Ancestor Changhui suddenly exclaimed, "That's the sound of a heartbeat! Wait, could this be...?"

He suddenly had a guess.

Ever since Jiang Yun snatched the altar fragment from him, Dao Ancestor Changhui was greatly shocked. He never expected that someone could do this with pure physical strength.

He returned to the heavens in despair and began to cultivate in seclusion. If it weren't for the fact that this was a civil war between the Dao Ancestors of the strange race, he wouldn't even have had time to watch this spectacle.

Changhui Daozu's voice attracted the attention of all the Heavenly Daozus. Gutuo Daozu turned around and asked:

"what are you saying?"

Dao Ancestor Changhui frowned, staring intently at the white light. After a moment, he finally made a decision and recognized it as the sound of a heartbeat.

In an instant, he connected everything.

The sea is boundless, and the number of Dao Ancestors is numerous, but ultimately not infinite. It is impossible for a powerful Dao Ancestor he does not recognize to suddenly appear.

That mysterious Dao Ancestor must have simply concealed his identity.

The fact that Confucius went to the underworld to demand accountability from Dao Yuan corresponds perfectly with this event.

"I know! The one who fought me for the fragment back then was that Dao Source!"

Suddenly, Dao Ancestor Changhui spoke up and identified the source, which surprised many Dao Ancestors, but after thinking for a moment, they all nodded.

This is indeed the only possibility. (End of Chapter)