A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 665 Undefeated
Xiong Mo's gaze slowly narrowed, and the beacon of destiny anchored on the illusory path collapsed as well.

Now, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths have been arranged in various ways and are heading in the direction that both He and Shi Hao expected, and successors have already emerged.

In the central divine realm of this extremely special probability era, many contingency plans were also left behind. Even without the suppression of the supreme power at the end of the road, it would not fall into a state of self-dissipation before entering the end of the era.

"We can take a gamble and try to take another step forward."

Xiong Mo looked relaxed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

He looked at the increasingly dense dark matter before him, the bubble worlds swept up by chaotic waves, becoming extremely eerie and ominous, and a plateau in the far distance, its shape vaguely emerging. His heart was calmer than ever before.

With a flick of the fingers, the concept of "Earth Element" in the entire chaotic ocean, and all the logic related to it, moved with the thought, as if it were part of oneself, gathering boundless power and blooming one after another unsurpassable light at the end of the road.

With a gentle press forward, the River of Time was unleashed, and the chaotic historical eddies within were pierced by the light of the Dao. Countless substances existing in the chaotic ocean were torn into tiny, almost imperceptible structures, and all kinds of concepts and logics related to "Earth Element" were forcibly collapsed.

The bright yellow light of the road's end spread across this chaotic ocean, enveloping everything within its coverage that was related to dark matter, raising them all high and offering them up towards the [Gray Fog Space].

In an instant, the bubble-like world that came into contact with the dark matter began to dissolve, and the meaning of existence of countless beings strongly associated with the eerie and ominous collapsed one by one.

In every instant, a world equivalent to the myriad realms of heaven and earth was erased, and tens of thousands of supreme Dao fruits at the level of quasi-immortal emperors were unified.

Every instant, countless dreamlike illusions dissipate within this chaotic ocean, and countless bizarre creatures are sacrificed, forever silenced at this current historical juncture.

After several dozen breaths, everything within the spacetime horizon with Xiong Mo as the coordinate was almost rendered meaningless by the strange and ominous "law" and "reason". Even the intertwined void and the constantly clashing torrents of cosmic light in the chaotic ocean seemed to have been paused.

In return, this resulted in a tremendous power that, using the [Gray Mist Space] as a transit point, directly merged into the Dao Fruit of Returning to the Dao, located at the forefront of the River of Time. This caused his Dao cultivation, which had recently been stagnating, to surge rapidly, almost reaching the threshold of the Great Tyrannosaurus Rex level.

At the same time, struck by this almost "full-screen" attack, the seven paths, reaching the highest level of eerie and ominous power, revealed themselves completely in the chaotic ocean, their angry expressions reflected in Xiong Mo's eyes.

"Including the one I have already suppressed, a total of eight strange and ominous figures at the highest level of the Road End have appeared in the Probability Era. Although each one may not seem strong individually, the number is truly staggering."

"and"

Xiong Mo glanced at the distant plateau, which was still in a hazy state, existing between existence and non-existence, and whose attack had just been completely unaffected by him. A solemn expression appeared on his face.

The next moment, the speed at which the power of the Heavenly Emperor Dao Fruit, the Returning One Dao Fruit, the Profound Yellow Dao Fruit, and the Ultimate Dao Fruit gathered accelerated. After mixing with the power of the Yellow Emperor Dao Fruit he had cultivated, it immediately forced itself to reveal itself to these seven strange and supreme figures, thereby discerning cause and effect and destiny, and then raised its hand to intercept them.

Suddenly, a terrifying sense of unease exploded deep within the minds of the seven eerie and supreme beings, causing their dark primordial spirits to tremble.

The seven strange, supreme beings' expressions of anger changed instantly, and they all roared.

"Arrogant! You actually want to fight all seven of us Supreme Beings at the same time!"

"We are all beings standing at the very end of the cultivation system! How dare you!"

"This momentum cannot be allowed to continue! Let's join forces and bring Him to eternal annihilation!"

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Seven twisted paths, carrying eerie and ominous concepts and logic, spread out, unleashing dozens, even thousands, of the highest-level immortal laws, constructing a path of relentless attack, bombarding Xiong Mo, nearly overturning the entire chaotic ocean and severing the current section of the river of time.

In the blink of an eye, Xiong Mo's massive hand, which was aimed at those forces of cause and effect and destiny, collided with the seven strange and supreme powers.

At this moment, time no longer matters. The already chaotic environment is now as if it has been slashed by countless long swords, split into billions of fragments of varying sizes. Each fragment reflects countless supreme laws, manifesting seven different strange phenomena and a bright yellow Dao shadow, colliding with each other.

Space no longer has a clear concept. All the bubble worlds within the range of the law have become intertwined and overlapping. From time to time, they merge, collide, and annihilate with one or even dozens or hundreds of extremely distant worlds, just like a reflection of a battle at the highest level.

The energy that was moving towards order has deviated, and a strange and ominous darkness has erupted in a frenzied uproar, devouring the concept of "Earth" that drives the development of the times, wanting to corrupt, assimilate, defile, and lead it to complete and eternal annihilation, so that it will no longer exist in the world.

All kinds of matter have merged with "Earth Element", and the related concepts are coupled with countless rules and logics, carrying this overwhelming chaotic trend, disintegrating all darkness and dismembering the dark matter that has escaped.

Accompanied by the unique underlying rules and logic of the Probability Era, this bizarre and extraordinary scene, symbolizing an earth-shattering catastrophe, was presented to every living being still surviving in the chaotic ocean, causing their hearts to tremble continuously. Even the supreme Dao Ancestor, who could witness this great battle at the end of the road, was visibly shocked.

Emperor Zhonghao stepped out of his secluded cultivation place, sensing the slight trembling of the myriad paths in the Central Divine Realm. He watched the reflections of cosmic light appear before his eyes from time to time, the chaos caused by spatial distortion, and the existence outside the boundary membrane that symbolized "Eternal Destiny," "Central Earth Element," "Heavenly Xuanhuang," "Floating Dawn," and "Living Time," all fighting against seven others with one. His mind was filled with unease.

With a tremor he himself was unaware of, he murmured softly, "So, the eternity that the Yellow Emperor was referring to wasn't just 'eternal destiny' and 'central earth element.' Even if I could maintain a state of utmost sublimation at all times, perhaps I wouldn't be able to sustain it for very long once He became completely serious."

Li Xiang, inside the Xuanpu Divine Mountain, also stopped her meditation and looked up at the fierce battle at the Road End level, which seemed to be right next to her. Her pupils contracted slightly.

His expression was solemn as he muttered to himself, "Gathering the power of five different Dao Fruits at the end of the path, my uncle unleashed his full power. However, fighting seven against one and still maintaining a stalemate seems a bit too aggressive, doesn't it?!" "The highest level of the path is the end of cultivation, standing at the edge of the Dao, on the precipice of the Dao. There is no Dao stronger than theirs, nor is there a higher realm than theirs. And every being who has attained such a Dao Fruit is an unrepeatable miracle, an invincible powerhouse in their realm."

"In the realm of Immortal Emperors, there can actually be such a huge gap in combat power?"

Li Xiang frowned slightly, her eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.

From his profound understanding after a period of intense reflection, even if there are differences in combat strength at the highest level, there shouldn't be such a terrifying gap.

But suddenly, he remembered something, and immediately took out the "Xuanhuang Daojing" written by Xiong Mo himself, opened it to the last chapter, and poured in a little "Yellow Emperor's divine power" that was reflected by the "Heart Secret" into it.

A gentle ray of light emanated from the scroll, which was handwritten by the beings at the end of the road. Two chapters were automatically added to the scroll, which were the expository chapters on "The cultivation of the origin of beings at the end of the road - not yet fully verified" and "The path of sublimation and self-sacrifice at the end of the road - unverified".

After a brief perusal, Li Xiang gained some understanding of the highest level of combat power at the end of the road.

"There are four different combat power levels among the creatures of the road: rat, cat, ferocious tiger, and great tyrannosaurus. There are also five levels in total: the sacrificial path, which has broken through the framework of the Immortal Emperor realm and taken another half step beyond the cliff of the Dao. All of these belong to the Immortal Emperor realm. The more specific manifestation of this is that the stronger the creature's combat power, the stronger its origin."

"Therefore, in essence, cultivation after the end of the path is about strengthening one's own origin. No matter how many Immortal Emperor Dao Fruits one cultivates, no matter how many Immortal Emperor Laws one comprehends, no matter how powerful the attack at the end of the path is, it is all just a means to strengthen one's own origin?"

"This part has not yet undergone complete verification, and its correctness is still inconclusive. My senior uncle is quite rigorous."

These two chapters contain very little content, and the entire text is written in a guessing and speculative tone to explain the understanding of the Immortal Emperor realm. They are completely different from the previous chapters, which clearly defined the realm and cultivation. Li Xiang was also very confused after reading them, and he only half understood most of them.

However, based on his understanding of his own martial uncle, what He had written in the book and that he was now reading should already be relatively accurate, at least for a supreme being at the Immortal Emperor realm.

"The life-and-death battles between supreme beings, when evenly matched, can last for centuries. It's unclear how long it would take for an evenly matched battle between the most powerful beings at the end of the road to determine a victor."

"It shouldn't be less than a thousand years, right?"

Holding the "Xuanhuang Dao Jing" in his hands, Li Xiang gazed at the strange phenomena appearing before him, the phantoms reflected in his eyes, and the chaotic spacetime that had been affected and was now out of control even for supreme beings. A hint of hesitation appeared in his eyes, as he was unsure of his own deductions.

"I hope my senior uncle can resolve these seven strange and ominous figures quickly. Their presence is affecting the terrifying atmosphere of the Road End Dojo, which is greatly disrupting our meditation."

After reading the two newly "appeared" chapters of the Xuanhuang Dao Jing, Li Xiang never thought that her uncle would be defeated, nor did she have the slightest worry for Him.

Given the current level of skill and personality that this senior uncle has demonstrated in his eyes, and now that he has made his move, the probability of him achieving final victory is definitely over 70%.

However, the time it took for the life-or-death struggle between the highest and lowest points of the road far exceeded his expectations.

It wasn't until 100,000 years later that the reflection of this great battle at the end of the road began to decline slightly. After such a long period of time, the aura of the eight different figures in the battle also showed a subtle drop that could be perceived by a half-step immortal emperor before he had ascended to immortality.

At this moment, the seven strange and supreme beings, facing Xiong Mo's powerful offensive technique that had not weakened in the slightest, had no choice but to form a battle formation and retreat, thus creating a new "distance" between themselves and Him.

One of the strange supreme beings, with three sharp tentacles, looked at the sword marks covering its body and stared at Xiong Mo with extreme apprehension. It shouted loudly, "I admit that your power far surpasses that of the seven of us. The area you are in is not crossed by the seven of us. A battle of ten thousand years is more than enough."

A bizarre, spherical supreme being, resembling a twisted sphere of intestinal villi, endured the Dao injuries on his true spirit and opened a terrifyingly large mouth, shouting with a hint of shame and anger, "Indeed, this world is so vast that the eight of us are more than enough to divide it among ourselves. It is not advisable to launch any more attacks."

One of the strange supreme beings, with three heads, six arms, nine eyes, and a mouth but no nose, also whispered, "Fellow Daoist, your injuries are not light either. If we continue to fight each other, it will only cause greater losses. You and we may both fall into eternal oblivion. This is a lose-lose situation and should not be done."

Listening to the seven eerie and ominous figures offering "well-intentioned" advice, Xiong Mo glanced at the hundreds of Dao wounds on his hands, each carrying a thick layer of dark matter, and then looked at the nearly 100,000 Dao wounds He had left on them, a hint of mockery on his face.

He nonchalantly sealed the Dao wounds on his hands, and said with a mysterious smile, "A lose-lose situation? With your narrow cultivation systems, shallow origins, and now your Dao bodies are like sick cats with some defects? Do you think I would believe that?"

A bizarre supreme being, resembling a withered tree and an eyeball fused together, roared, "You have already been corrupted by our power. Both your body and your spirit will be weakened. If you continue to fight us, you will surely perish in the long years to come. Do not disregard our limited goodwill!"

Xiong Mo gave a cold snort, his expression indifferent.

He reached into the ever-manifesting, yet incredibly turbid, river of time, and grabbed a spear whose tip resembled a deadly weapon dripping with drops of the Immortal Emperor's blood.

The spear stood horizontally, and a murderous intent as vast as a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood rose up. The dark matter that constantly tried to erode His body was annihilated into nothingness. The entangled cause and effect of time and the final destiny further stirred the minds of the seven strange and supreme beings, causing them to lose their focus for a moment.

In the next instant, carrying the divine will of Fu Li Gui Yi, this spear, which looked like it was flowing with blood, was thrown out, pointing at a strange supreme being and pinning it to the chaotic ocean.

"I will not lose!"

(End of this chapter)