A journey of survival starting from Zhetian

Chapter 699 Kidnapping the "World"

Name: Zhen Yuan (Xiong Mo's clone)
Honorific title: Zhenyuan Daozu

Cultivation Level: All Heavens and Myriad Realms (Sacrificial Dao)

system:???
status:
(1) Cycle: It has formed a preliminary cycle with the underlying rules and logic of the "world". The "world" still exists and the "origin" is not exhausted.

(2) The ultimate: "Tao" and "Law" have been embedded in the underlying rules and logic of the "world". The "world" is not silent and the "self" is not extinguished.

(3) Sublimation: As time flows on and the world evolves, the power of sublimation is inexhaustible.

Zhenyuan Daozu casually glanced at the information projected on the panel, then turned his attention back to the forefront of the River of Time, traversing the myriad realms and extending his gaze toward the direction of the Calamity Land.

A dramatic change occurred there. Seven auras, identical to His, continuously spread from the depths, growing ever more powerful and vast, shaking the entire ancient history.

“The deepest part of the Evil Land is a plateau, with seven auras of the same realm as mine. It seems that the remaining seven progenitors have awakened from their slumber.”

"The successive deaths of progenitors, who have not returned for over 100,000 years, have terrified many Dark Immortal Emperors, prompting them to awaken many progenitors to take charge of the overall situation."

With a slight thought, Zhen Yuan unearthed historical scenes etched in the long river of time, bringing to his full view all the actions of the strange clan over this period of time.

His gaze was deep and unfathomable, and he sighed softly in his heart, "Of the ten progenitors, three were eternally silenced and could not return, leaving only seven. And after these seven, there is the Highland Will, who is still sleeping and can be described as 'above the level of the Sacrificial Path'."

"According to the original timeline, the ten ancestors were caught off guard and were taken away in one fell swoop by the three Heavenly Emperors of Sacrifice and a large number of Immortal Emperors, and the strange plateau was completely destroyed."

"When the eerie plateau is destroyed, the dormant will of the plateau will be revived, using the power of 'above the half-step sacrificial path' to overturn everything and start over, and in an almost narrative way, to eliminate all the disadvantages to itself."

Zhenyuan Daozu silently assessed his own full power, comparing it with that of the seven progenitors, and pondered the actual strength of the plateau's will.

"My current strength is still far from enough. Although it is definitely stronger than an ancestor than I am now, it is still far from enough to face the will of the plateau that has completely rewritten the progress of the entire 'story'."

"We still need to delay. Time is on my side now. As long as history continues to move forward, the original body will surely return, and the power of this clone of mine will continue to grow stronger as history goes on."

"As long as the 'world' continues to evolve, every minute, every second, every instant will make me stronger."

Zhenyuan Daozu set off, stepping from this historical juncture towards the forefront of the long river of time, each step marking the birth and death of an era. The grand cause and effect spreading throughout the entire river of time was nothing to Him. Upon touching Him, it was instantly melted down, becoming part of the initial cycle He formed with the "world."
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Before the land of Evil.

The Desolate Emperor and the Flower Powder Road Sacrifice Daoist, wielding weapons of war, stood in the void alongside the other emperors of the heavens, facing off against numerous strange creatures in a silent standoff.

"Boom!"

The seven progenitors emerged from the depths of the plateau, their faces solemn and their eyes cold.

One of the progenitors, wielding a giant ring-handled blade, clad in heavy armor, and surrounded by a faint blue mist, exuded killing intent as he spoke, "Three ancient coffins have been lost, and their keeper, even with the combined efforts of the seven of us, could not return, as if they never existed in the world."

"The variables of this era are enormous!"

An ancestor whose face was covered with orange-yellow mycelium murmured to himself, "The ancient coffin and we ancestors were one. Now, whether it is the coffin or the person, they have all turned into dreamlike illusions. Now, apart from memories, time has no trace of them. Cause and effect are empty."

"I suspect that someone has seen through unknown connections that even we haven't noticed."

A progenitor, whose body was covered in black spots and resembled a corpse, held a ferocious weapon and pointed it directly at the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, the Pollen Road Sacrificial Daoist, and the various emperors of the heavens. He roared loudly, "There is no need to say anything more. Annihilate their origins, pour primordial matter into their corpses, and we will naturally obtain what we want!"

The Desolate Emperor ignored the delusions of these progenitors, simply raising the sword embryo with one hand and unleashing a sword light that could dominate the ages, covering everything.

There was no sound, no movement, not a single change, yet the long history had been distorted without anyone knowing when.

Before the land of calamity, the Desolate Emperor and the three progenitors quietly disappeared, and their figures were never seen again in this world.

Beyond the sea, in that primordial chaos beyond the world, a great battle broke out!

With speed surpassing all others, the Desolate Emperor reversed the flow of time, unleashing a vast sword light and striking with his immense blood and qi, taking the lead in attacking the three progenitors.

The three progenitors wielded their weapons in succession, destroying everything and shattering all existence. Anything that possessed concepts, contained order, or belonged to the world was weaker than that level and could not be approached, only to be reduced to emptiness.

Without the "Tao" and the "Law," everything is so blank, so pale, so nihilistic. Only one weapon after another, surpassing the world, is colliding, causing this primordial chaos beyond all worlds to boil, evaporate, and dry up in an instant!
Unbeknownst to them, three strange and ominous evolutionary paths quietly converged, colliding with the same path that manifested six enormous secret realms, scattering countless fragments belonging to the cultivation system and tearing apart one after another earth-shattering remnants of power.

These forces are unfolding, depicting the Heavenly Emperor swinging his fist across the sky, portraying the Ghost Tree controlling the world, depicting the whale devouring all heavens, outlining the golden light shining across the realm, constantly shaking that original foundation, trying to erase all enemies from the source.

The Desolate Emperor fought alone against three progenitors, displaying his domineering and invincible prowess, silently shocking all living beings in the world who could witness this battle.

Hua Fenlu chuckled softly, then swept his delicate hand across, causing billions of spiritual particles to sublimate and distort time.

Without a sound, two more progenitors from the previous Evil Land disappeared. They, along with the Pollen Road Sacrifice Path, were simultaneously relocated to another primordial chaos beyond the world, where they began their slaughter!
Immeasurable glimmers flickered beside the pollen path, and endless spirits constructed a vast sky.

She stood atop it, flipped her hand and pressed down, causing everything to be overturned and all common sense to be distorted, transforming into a power that transcended "Tao" and "Law," erasing the "connection" between the two progenitors!
This is a direct attack on the oldest roots, aiming to shatter the meaning of existence of these two progenitors from the most essential, the very beginning, and the very source.

The power within these two progenitors surged, their expressions contorted as they roared and unleashed their offensive techniques.

One of them stood with his sword held high, unleashing a wisp of sword light that covered the primordial chaos, like the dawn breaking through the darkness, yet filled with an ominousness even deeper than darkness itself. The bright silver light covered the pollen road sacrificial path.

The other ancestor unleashed a giant bow, its blazing white light carrying an eerie quality, condensing into arrows that shot continuously towards the area shrouded in silver radiance. The arrows resembled billions of star rivers falling down, evaporating concepts and logic, causing wave after wave of thick, gray fog to roll back and annihilate everything.

In the blink of an eye, five of the seven ancestors who had emerged from the plateau were taken away. The two ancestors exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes. They were both stunned and bewildered, finding the current combat power of the Desolate Emperor unbelievable.

It was one thing for Huafenlu to be a sacrifice, but she was already incredibly talented. She had attained the highest level of enlightenment over countless eons, accumulating immense knowledge and experience. Her breakthrough now, while surprising to them, was ultimately a possibility.

However, the Desolate Emperor was different. In less than a Great Era, he broke through the limits of the Road to the End one after another, defying common sense, sacrificing his own cultivation path, and walking a distance even farther than the Pollen Road in the sacrificial path.

This cannot be explained by talent or innate ability alone; it must be due to finding a terrifying destiny, or even encountering something or someone more astonishing than the ancient coffin, which leads to a different understanding.

A strange ancestor gazed intently at the many Celestial Emperors and murmured, "The Desolate Realm is a variable, a variable unprecedented in the long history of the world. And you who follow him are also influenced by this variable, thus becoming variables yourself. You also need to be eliminated."

This ancestor raised his hand and threw a punch, disregarding the fact that he was the weaker one, and used the most supreme power of the world to strike down on the emperors, trying to obliterate their origins and leave them dead on the spot to become sacrifices in the upcoming grand ceremony.

"Stop him! He was never invincible!"

The Celestial Emperor roared loudly, breaking through the bottleneck at the crucial moment, ascending to the end of the road awaiting sublimation, burning the source of the end of the road to unleash the most powerful attack.

"Indeed! These strange phenomena are not invincible!"

"The Desolate Heavenly Emperor and the Ancestor of the Pollen Road are engaged in a great battle with many progenitors, and we will also lend our strength!"

More Celestial Emperors roared in anger, burning their own life force to the limit, unleashing Celestial Emperor Laws, and raising terrifying waves of "Dao" and "Law" to stop the ancestor's sacrificial Dao attack, and even attempt to inflict damage on it.

However, the power of the progenitor was terrifying. With just a touch, any "Dao" and "Dharma" lost their meaning of existence and turned into emptiness. This was a power that transcended the Great Dao. When the Immortal Emperor's Dharma clashed with it, it was like throwing an egg against a rock.

Before the sacrificial ceremony could even begin, the emperors were already coughing up blood, their bodies becoming illusory, and their "Dao" and "Dharma" were incomplete, with cracks appearing one after another at the end of their paths.

Their expressions changed, some revealing fear, some revealing horror, but without a trace of regret. They were burning everything they had, even in eternal silence, to make their ancestor bleed.

Just as the ancestor's attack was about to engulf many immortal emperors and bring all these beings to eternal annihilation, His figure suddenly stopped and began to retreat rapidly. Meanwhile, another ancestor who had not made a move immediately launched a sacrificial attack, seemingly to help his kin.

Just as the many Immortal Emperors were stunned, the River of Time trembled, revealing itself with violent upheavals, projecting an incomparably magnificent abstract Dao image.

This seems to be a giant stepping on ancient history, striding across the edge of concepts and logic, traversing countless years and spanning billions of eras.

Suddenly, He reached out His hand. Every being in every time and space could see an outstretched hand simply by looking up. It extended from the ancient times that were not recorded in history, pierced through the present world, and appeared in the past and the future at the same time. It was omnipresent!
At every historical juncture, He reached out, and every inch of emptiness reflected His all-encompassing palm, piercing straight through the two mysterious progenitors.

"boom!"

The bodies of the two progenitors began to crack, their bodies, which were even more powerful than the "Tao" and "Law" of the world, were broken open, raising wave after wave of eerie and ominous blood mist, which then rapidly evaporated into nothingness.

"Who are you? There is no trace of you in this world!"

"Get out of here! The cause and effect of our fate has nothing to do with you; you cannot bear it!"

The two progenitors were furious, their expressions were ferocious, as if they had seen something unbelievable and were absolutely unwilling to fight against that unbelievable thing.

Many Immortal Emperors who were barely maintaining their bodies were astonished. What kind of being was it that made the Ancestor so wary, and even made them retreat when the attack that had caused them to bleed no longer existed?

In an instant, many Celestial Emperors learned of this, and their gazes simultaneously became blank.

That magnificent figure grew increasingly terrifying, as if it were a collection of some kind of concept and logic, until it occupied the observable river of time, carrying extremely ancient Daoist essence, shining down from infinite heights.

"crash"

At this moment, both the two progenitors and the numerous Celestial Emperors sensed a radical change occurring in the vast universe, the boundless space and time, and the limitless heaven and earth. A trend of activation emerged, converging into a vast consciousness.

All worlds have come to life!
Whether it's the myriad realms, the heavens, or the sea sacrifice, they are all part of Him!

Silently, His figure appeared, only a little over two meters tall, dressed in a Taoist robe, yet His presence grew stronger and stronger, like a vast, blazing sun, silently radiating light and heat, as if the true "will of Heaven" was manifesting!

Every action is a collection of the "world"!

The two progenitors looked at this "giant," their expressions changing repeatedly; they were wary of it.

It was not only the power of this "giant" that they feared, but also His very existence.

If other creatures are said to have perished forever at the end of the road, then so be it. Even in the wilderness, if a corpse lies lying there, it will only become a sacrifice for their great sacrifice.

But this "giant" is different. Not to mention eternal silence, as long as it is damaged, the entire "world" will be drastically changed, and all the concepts and logic that constitute the "world" will be "damaged" along with it.

Once true eternal silence arrives, although the "world" will not be eternally silent, everything will infinitely approach chaos, resembling the primordial chaos beyond the world.

The order of time is gone, cause and effect and destiny no longer exist, the whole "world" will be in a state between existence and non-existence, and there will be disillusionment at every moment, with the great terror of self-dissipation.

Such a "world" is one that even our ancestors would not want to face.

Because in this way, the "world" cannot initiate a true grand sacrifice, and the time required for the years to return to order and for qualified sacrifices to be produced will be so long that they will all fall silent.

One of the progenitors gritted his teeth, "You actually kidnapped the entire 'world'?!"

(End of this chapter)