Chapter 1 Thunder

Rumble!

The sealed world resounded with deafening roars, and the vast, star-sea-like nothingness collapsed inch by inch, as if the sealed land, which had existed for seventy thousand years, would disintegrate and shatter in the next instant.

In that instant, all colors dimmed, and only the crimson-gold light grew brighter, as if to ignite everything.

Beneath the crimson-gold divine light, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

The Nine Heavens Divine Lightning, powerful enough to penetrate the star sea, destroy all realms, and beyond description with the word 'grand.'

With just a single utterance from the Daoist upon the crimson-gold Dao platform, it plunged into his mouth like swallows returning to their nest.

He ate it, swallowed it down?!

Not to mention Zhu Long, even the several Da Dao venerables, including Chi Xiao, were shaken to their core, speechless, and utterly incredulous.

Nine Heavens Divine Lightning was no ordinary divine power!

It was a world-destroying divine power wielded by the Heavenly Saint. Even if Chi Xiao and the other Da Dao venerables were to unleash it, they couldn't compare to the Heavenly Saint, but it was still an ultimate, Saint-level divine power!

Just like that, it was swallowed in one bite??

Huff!

Sa Wuling slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, the crimson-gold divine light around him growing even more dazzling, before gradually returning to silence after several transformations.

"Lightning techniques… I forgot to tell you all."

Sweeping his gaze across the discolored faces of the crowd, Sa Wuling's expression was peaceful, the vicissitudes of time fading from his eyes:

"This old Daoist is skilled in all arts, especially lightning techniques."

Seventy thousand years, neither long nor short, had not been easy for Sa Wuling.

Bearing a world as his foundation, the Nine Heavens Lightning Net, though powerful and absolute, could never have suppressed him for seventy thousand years.

The reason he was like this was simply self-sealing.

Self-sealing to avoid the Saint, that was all.

"This, this Daoist…"

Zhu Long's scalp crawled, utterly incredulous, while Chi Xiao and the others, after a moment of stunned silence, were replaced by furious rage!

Uncontrollable rage!

"Impossible! A mere junior who has only attained Dao for a single cycle, absolutely impossible!"

As if his faith had been shattered, Chi Xiao staggered back a step, then roared to the heavens, crimson flames burning as his entire body of magical power reached its peak, his fury reaching its extreme:

"Join me in suppressing and killing this fiend!"

Boom!

There was no need for further words, the Dao venerables, including Chi Xiao, simultaneously shattered the Dao platform beneath them.

As their magical power erupted, their bodies instantly transformed into rainbows, turning into lightning to unleash the divine might of the Nine Heavens!

"One cycle, what of it? What of ten thousand cycles?"

Upon the Dao platform, Sa Wuling slowly rose, looking squarely at the eight rainbow lights streaking towards him, and lightly stamped his foot:

"It's never about being old to be strong, but being strong to be old!"

Buzz!

With just a light stamp, crimson-gold light spread out like a halo, piercing through the entire sealed land like a heavenly net in a fraction of a second.

Rumble!

In that instant, Zhu Long only felt his primordial spirit ache, and his eyes, even his divine sense, could not perceive anything in the outside world.

His body was thrown out like a piece of straw, without any power to resist.

In the final instant, he vaguely seemed to see a crimson-gold Bagua diagram covering everything, filling all existence, completely covering the Nine Heavens Lightning Net.

"Considering our seventy thousand years of debating Dao, you may go to reincarnation. If you find your former selves in the future, you may come back and compete again!"

… Rumble! In the next instant, the Northern Continent trembled, countless mountains and rivers were shaken and lifted off the ground, and countless living beings were shaken.

One gaze after another looked over in surprise and doubt, but all they saw was smoke and dust soaring into the sky from the mountains, as if a divine mountain had evaporated, with a faint crimson-gold light flashing past.

Huff!

Sa Wuling, holding a purple dharma amulet, strolled between illusion and reality, surveying the rumbling, surging world that seemed ready to disintegrate at any moment.

Finally, he landed in the depths of the dark nothingness, the center of the echoing sound waves: "These two old grandfathers…"

Sa Wuling felt a slight headache, but there was nothing he could do.

He took a deep glance and withdrew his gaze, and almost at the same time, a panicked figure was moved over from the Southern Continent, trillions of miles away.

"Hiiiinny~~~"

As if overly frightened, the Dragon-Horse trembled violently, its red eyes filled with violence, as if it was about to go berserk.

"The Ten Ferocious of Sovereign Heaven…"

Sa Wuling calmly glanced at the Poison Dragon before him and said lightly: "'Hui,' do you still recognize this poor Daoist?"

That gaze was as heavy as mountains and rivers. The Dragon-Horse, frightened and wanting to roar, was suppressed, its body bent and kneeling down.

"You…"

His voice was hoarse, and Lin Qianlong was shocked that he could speak again. Just as he was about to say something, his expression suddenly turned dazed, and a memory that even he did not remember surged into his mind.

"I…"

Thick, bloody air spewed from his mouth and nose, and Lin Qianlong lowered his raised head: "So, it was you…"

The Ten Ferocious of Sovereign Heaven were born from the collision of Sovereign Heaven and the will of the Human Realm's Heavenly Dao, two sides of the same coin, one descending to the Human Realm, the other staying in Sovereign Heaven Realm.

They were originally spirits of Heavenly Intent, but became mad due to the differences between the two realms. Whether in the Human Realm or Sovereign Heaven, they were heretics rejected by all spirits.

The Ten Ferocious in the Human Realm were suppressed time and time again over countless years. In Sovereign Heaven Realm, they were mercilessly suppressed and killed time and time again.

Lin Qianlong lowered his head. He still remembered the scenes of himself being dismembered by Qingtian. It was the old Daoist in front of him who sent him into reincarnation.

Reincarnated as a human…

"You and the others bear the ferocity of Heavenly Intent, which can only be eliminated through reincarnation. In seventy thousand years, you have reincarnated over ten thousand times, and it is almost complete…"

Sa Wuling held his hands behind his back, held the Investiture of the Gods dharma amulet in one hand, and said calmly:

"Abandon this life, and in the next life, you may be able to live without bearing the burden of the Ten Ferocious. Are you willing?"

"I…"

Lin Qianlong's expression was dazed for a moment, the past floating before his eyes like smoke, and finally he nodded: "I am willing to follow the Daoist's wishes…"

"So be it~"

Sa Wuling lightly lowered the hand holding the dharma amulet and pressed it on Lin Qianlong's head. There was no divine power, only a wisp of purple intention falling faintly.

That purple intention was so weak as to be invisible, but upon touching his body, Lin Qianlong's body silently vaporized and dissipated.

"A 'Hui' is a poisonous snake, and cannot be restrained without great perseverance. Even if you have the merit of ten thousand lifetimes of reincarnation, you must still guard your 'seven inches'…" (a snake's weak point)

Sa Wuling retracted his palm, calm as a dry well.

"Seven inches, seven inches…"

Lin Qianlong's daze grew stronger. He felt no pain from his body vaporizing. Instead, there was a sense of relief and loss:

"Daoist's great kindness, I will repay you in the next life."

Sa Wuling did not care, flicking his finger and sending the spirit light intertwined with baleful aura into the depths of the void, the space-time layer:

"This poor Daoist may have the suspicion of coercion in this trip, but it is also unavoidable. After this is over, no matter where you are, this poor Daoist will surely find you and lead you to the Dao!"

"In that case, thank you, Daoist…"

Between reality and illusion, Lin Qianlong felt boundless ink invading, and he looked as far as he could.

He saw the old Daoist stepping into the void, stepping up an indescribable, mighty river.

Until he ascended a majestic and grand divine court.

In the last instant, he could no longer see the old Daoist's figure, but he saw the divine court rumbling, and a figure of supreme holiness rising like the great sun.

Across boundless time and space, he couldn't see anything clearly, but the aura of that figure seemed to be able to cross time and space and be deeply imprinted in his heart.

That was,

"The Yuanyang Great Emperor…"

.......

Whirr!

The long river flowed endlessly, without end, everything was within it.

Sa Wuling held the Investiture of the Gods dharma amulet and walked in the long river, feeling endless years flowing before his eyes and infinite mysteries surrounding his heart.

It was not the first time he had come into contact with the river of time and space, but it was the first time he had set foot on it.

In a trance, he seemed to capture infinite and complex mysteries.

Possible, impossible, existent, non-existent, past, present, future…

"Time, space, years, heaven, earth, the Great Dao…"

Sa Wuling murmured in his heart, but his feet did not stop for a moment, feeling the attraction in the dark, traveling through the long river.

The rolling river seemed endless and without beginning or end. Without guidance, even he at this moment would not be able to distinguish between front and back, top and bottom, and would be lost in this endless time.

But holding the Investiture of the Gods dharma amulet and walking in the purple light, he could faintly feel where the edge of the river was.

Time and space were endless, but the long river was not necessarily truly endless.

In the end, this long river covered all the realms from ancient times to the present, but it had not yet enveloped the Human Realm!

The Human Realm was the only place that this long river could not envelop!

"Teacher…"

Feeling the familiar wave coming from somewhere in time and space, Sa Wuling was moved.

If possible, he just wanted to break through all obstacles and go to see his teacher, but he couldn't…

He had truly fought against a Saint, and even won, but that was just an incarnation, and it was an incarnation that had been greatly depleted after the battle with the Phoenix Emperor.

The one in the long river at this time was a true Saint, and the two were incomparable.

"Human Realm~"

With a thought, Sa Wuling released his resistance to the long river, and with a tremor, he was already surrounded by purple light.

At a speed beyond anyone's imagination, he flew out of the long river, towards the Human Realm, which seemed to be drawn by an invisible force.

The river of time and space was like an endless sea. Even for him, crossing it would be an unimaginably long journey.

Only the repulsive force of the river itself could allow him to return to the Human Realm at the fastest speed!

.......

Whoosh~~~

Among the mountains, banners fluttered, and thousands of great demons were silent as iron and stone, guarding outside the divine mountain.

"The Tai Long Dharma Amulet…"

Qi Cun stood on the top of the mountains, looking up at the sky to the extreme, vaguely, he seemed to see an ancient painting slowly approaching.

The painting was desolate and ancient, filled with unspeakable Dao and principles. As it moved slowly, countless stars in the star sea swayed, and countless celestial bodies trembled.

Everywhere in the void, at the ends of the earth, glow emerged, and there were faint sounds of worship and chanting.

It was as if the gods were bowing down.

Across the boundless void, an indescribable, vast pressure had already filled the heaven and earth, vast and mighty, reaching everywhere.

With a thought, the world would change color. Across the boundless time and space, it could still shock the heroes and even the heaven and earth.

Such means,

Such power!

"King, this, this…"

"We have already escaped for so long, are they still not letting us go?!"

"Unwilling!"

Some great demons were facing a great enemy, some trembling and unable to help but show their original forms, and some gritting their teeth, their eyes turned red.

"This day will eventually come…"

Scanning the great demons in the mountains, Qi Cun sighed, his expression showing a hint of bleakness.

This was no longer the world he was originally in.

This world had humans and other races, cultivation, and holy lands.

Similar, but completely different.

The Taiji Daoist temple radiated the heaven and earth, benefiting the world with various means. In the various continents, the various races performed their duties and lived in their respective lands. There were frictions between them, but there were no life-and-death feuds.

Humans and demons coexisted in the world…

Compared to the original world, this world was undoubtedly a true pure land.

But what should come, still came…

Farewell,

Human Realm!