The lives in the vast universe are endless. Even if 99% of them perished in the cosmic collapse of the World-Ending Cataclysm, the remaining smallest fraction still numbers countless billions.

He used the cosmic Dao principles to guide these people here, but what would he do next?

"Saint Ice-Ying is right. After bringing these people here, aside from killing them, otherwise..." Saint Aunt Qingyi's voice echoed. She had just joined forces with Yuan Zhenyi and others to slay Tifo. She didn't finish her sentence, but everyone knew what she meant.

"Haha, Wuji, why think so much? We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Even if we fall, countless years later, when chaos opens again, who knows if Yuan Zhenyi will be there?" Yuan Zhenyi laughed heartily, not taking the cosmic collapse to heart.

Mo Wuji understood Yuan Zhenyi's meaning. After the World-Ending Cataclysm, the universe would collapse into chaos. Countless years later, chaos would once again brew into a new universe. Those who existed at the dawn of chaos would all be great beings.

But Yuan Zhenyi's words startled Mo Wuji, and he thought of his Mortal World.

His Mortal World was also a world of rules, and it was not impossible for it to form a rule-based universe in the future. Even if the universe collapsed, he would not collapse because he could go to the Mortal World. He had even considered bringing everyone close to him into the Mortal World.

However, he had never thought about opening the Mortal World, allowing all the survivors of the World-Ending Cataclysm to go to his world. Because that would be equivalent to giving away his Mortal World, equivalent to losing his world.

He didn't have the habit of becoming the master of this universe and then spying on the secrets of everyone in a world. Once he opened the Mortal World, he would inevitably have to sever the control of the Mortal World from himself. This was his true intention, and also his Dao.

It wasn't that he hadn't thought of it before, but he was unwilling to do it. Everyone was selfish, and Mo Wuji had his own selfishness.

He cultivated the Mortal Dao, and his Mortal World was where his great Dao lay. He had painstakingly built the Mortal World, and now he had to inexplicably give it away to everyone for shelter. How could he be willing? Moreover, his Mortal World was his private territory, and he didn't want those inexplicable people to disturb him.

Mo Wuji fell silent, his gaze landing on the two golden, sloping avenues.

Although these two avenues were tens of thousands of feet wide and stretched out to who-knows-where, they were already crowded with people who were rushing upwards frantically. Compared to the countless realms of the entire universe, these golden avenues were too narrow.

A woman, only equivalent to the True Lake Realm, rushed into the golden avenue holding a little girl. However, her strength was too weak, and she was quickly squeezed away by the people around her, falling into the Nihilization Space and disappearing in an instant.

Two cultivators who looked like Dao companions were squeezed to the edge of the golden avenue. The man actually used his strength to push the woman beside him off the golden avenue…

Mo Wuji's heart twitched. This was just a corner of the avenue that stretched for countless miles, and such a scene was happening every moment, vividly reflecting human nature.

"Young Master!" Yan'er had already rushed over, trembling as she hugged Mo Wuji, almost suffocating with joy.

The cosmic collapse under the World-Ending Cataclysm, or even falling into the Nihilization Universe herself, didn't matter to her. Only the young master was the most important.

"Yan'er…" Mo Wuji gently stroked Yan'er's hair, and something was sprouting in his heart. Yan'er held a special place in his heart, being the closest person to him.

Even when he was without food and clothing and his mind was impaired, the only one who stayed by his side was Yan'er. Being with Yan'er, he didn't feel any pressure. It was a joy from the bottom of his heart.

"Whoever dares to take another step forward will be killed without mercy." Tianhen's angry roar came, followed by two cultivators who wanted to rush forward being directly thrown into the Nihilization Universe by Tianhen.

Mo Wuji suddenly woke up. He looked at the densely packed cultivators on the golden avenue, and at the scene of people constantly being squeezed off the golden avenue and being Nihilized. He made up his mind.

He was able to find Shuyin, meet Yan'er, and see many old friends. What else was he dissatisfied with?

Since he now had a world that could save people, why not save them? He could start cultivating from an ordinary person, open up 108 meridians from an ordinary person, and create the Immortal Mortal Art. He was confident that after giving away the Mortal World, he could create another immortal world.

Thinking of this, Mo Wuji suddenly said loudly, "Fellow Daoists, be quiet. I am Mo Wuji. These two golden avenues are my two Cosmic Dao Principles..."

Although Mo Wuji's voice could penetrate to any realm at this moment, no one listened to him. Those who should crowd continued to crowd.

But when Mo Wuji said that these golden avenues were his, the frantically crowding golden avenue suddenly became quiet.

It was his thing, and he could take it back at any time. Even if they squeezed to the front, so what?

Human nature was like this. Mo Wuji didn't care, and he continued, "The World-Ending Cataclysm has arrived, and the universe is collapsing. Even if I take out these two Cosmic Dao Principles, it is a drop in the bucket and cannot save all the survivors under the cataclysm."

After Mo Wuji said this, the survivors in the crowd became even more fearful, worried that Mo Wuji would suddenly take back the Cosmic Dao Principles.

Fortunately, Mo Wuji didn't take back the Cosmic Dao Principles. "Fellow Daoists, I have a world called Mortal, and the rules are relatively complete. I am willing to give away this world so that the survivors under the cataclysm have a place to settle down..."

"Long live Saint Mo!"

"Long live Saint Mo!"

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After Mo Wuji said that he was willing to give away the Mortal World, the billions of cultivators on the two golden avenues shouted with frantic joy.

Mo Wuji had a world, and even if he didn't take it out, it wouldn't be harmful to Mo Wuji, but he took it out. This would save countless lives, countless cultivators who survived the cosmic cataclysm.

"Wuji?" Hearing that Mo Wuji was willing to take out a world to save people, Lian Yingxian quickly called out. She didn't know what kind of world Mo Wuji's world was. She wanted to tell Mo Wuji that apart from the Chaos World, no world could save so many people.

Forcibly saving people would only cause the world to collapse.

Mo Wuji waved his hand and continued, "I don't ask all the cultivators who enter the Mortal World to have a great self-sacrificing spirit, but if someone doesn't care about their lover or the women and children around them for the sake of their own lives, then you are not qualified to go to my Mortal World."

"We respect Saint Mo's holy words!" countless people shouted loudly.

The golden staircase was not only quiet, but also seemed orderly.

With a wave of Mo Wuji's hand, the gate of the Mortal World appeared in front of the two golden staircases, and the gate turned into an entrance of a million feet.

Before everyone could see anything in the Mortal World, Mo Wuji waved his hand, and the Mortal World became two parts. One part was his things, as well as Cen Shuyin, Qu You, and Han Qingru, who had stopped cultivating. The other part was the part facing the golden Dao Principle staircase.

When the Mortal World was presented to everyone by Mo Wuji, all the cultivators in the golden Dao Principle trembled with excitement. They had not yet entered the Mortal World, but they knew that this was a complete world. As for whether this world was still under Mo Wuji's control, no one cared. Living, no matter how, was better than being Nihilized.

The land in the Mortal World made them yearn, because it allowed them to stand firmly on the ground.

"Wuji..." Lian Yingxian looked excitedly at the vast and boundless Mortal World. She knew what kind of world this was. She had cultivated the Mortal Art and opened up her meridians, so she naturally knew that this was Mo Wuji's world.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that even though she was an ancient saint, her mind was still far behind Mo Wuji.

"Everyone, please enter the Mortal World in an orderly manner." Mo Wuji took a breath and said loudly.

Everyone rushed towards the Mortal World with excitement. Every cultivator who entered the Mortal World would stop and bow to Mo Wuji.

At this moment, Mo Wuji felt that there was something more in the collapsing universe. This thing poured into his Mortal World frantically, and some of it directly permeated into his body.

Mo Wuji was stunned. He was too familiar with what this was. It was luck!

This vast and enormous luck was definitely not just from the Immortal Realm. It was the luck of countless collapsed realms that had been added to his Mortal World and him.

His Mortal Dao realm rose frantically at this moment, and his Mortal World opened up infinitely at this moment.

Originally, the Mortal World was already vast and boundless, but now the Mortal World had formed a faint realm level, and these realm levels were still constantly solidifying and strengthening.

"So this is the real Dao!" Mo Wuji murmured to himself, and a clear understanding arose in his heart.

The real Dao is not attained in the universe, but to allow the universe to be attained in one's own Dao!

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