Chapter 1 Da Dao Ji

The Da Dao Ji emitted a humming tremor, as the world coordinates extracted from Chao Yang's spiritual imprint via 'Da Yan Tian Tong' shimmered with light.

In an instant, the Dao power combustion energy flooded into the world coordinates.

[Consuming 19,667,000 Dao Power Points... Dreaming into the Earth Immortal Realm of the Sovereign Heaven Six Paths World]

Rumble!

As An Qisheng's thought stirred, another thunderous roar exploded within his sea of consciousness.

"Mere demon race, dare to obstruct my path?"

That beam of light, arriving with boundless sharpness and overbearing force, struck through the white light formed by the wails of ten thousand demons.

Despite the endless demonic shadows pulling and entangling, it relentlessly pressed through the sea of consciousness, tracking him:

"Our master has paid such a price, schemed so meticulously, how could we allow you to escape so easily?!"

"Die!"

Time seemed to freeze completely at this moment.

That beam of light seemed to know what An Qisheng intended to do, tearing through the white light of his sea of consciousness with resolute determination, seeking to obliterate this greatest threat!

"Hmm?"

Amidst the swirling light of the Da Dao Ji, An Qisheng's heart jolted. Once the Da Dao Ji was activated, it could not be stopped, but this beam of light had timed its arrival too perfectly.

It seemed to have foreseen everything, seeking to interrupt his dream into the Great Thousand at the last instant!

Who could so accurately discern the 'Da Dao Divine Power'?

Was it Tai Long Dao Ren, or were there other masters of the Da Dao Ji behind him?!

An Qisheng's mind sank. Faced with the arrival of true crisis, he burned his nascent soul almost without hesitation, and as the Da Dao Ji trembled, he plunged into it.

"After ten thousand years of torment, we fear not even death, so what is there to fear?"

At this moment, the white light trembled, emitting a chorus of wailing sounds, as ten thousand demonic shadows burned like fire, propelling the white light into a boiling surge, transforming into the voice of Chao Yang:

"You use us, and we, are also using you!"

Boom!

The sea of consciousness surged and roiled.

Demonic shadows wailed as they completely ignited, and endless white light transformed in an instant into a thread of extremely fine, yet also extremely pure, demonic light.

It wrapped tightly around that beam of Dao light, and almost simultaneously plunged into the sea of consciousness, crashing heavily into that clear mirror!

Boom!

The sea of consciousness roared, and then all the lights vanished together.

After a long while, in this void that had returned to calm, that mottled, ancient scroll of law gradually descended.

Perhaps because the divine intent contained within had dissipated, this decree appeared stiff.

It circled within the sea of consciousness for a long time, seemingly sensing nothing, before emitting a final, unwilling wail.

Then it disappeared once more into the void.

The dark, empty sea of consciousness returned to calm, until at a certain moment, a thread of red light flickered, and a miniature altar silhouette slowly appeared.

"Demon race, Tai Long's decree..."

Upon the miniature altar, An Qisheng, who had peeled away nearly ninety-nine percent of his nascent soul, sat cross-legged, frowning as he looked at the dark sea of consciousness.

If he had not always adhered to the principle of holding a heart as if treading on thin ice, and acting with courageous diligence, habitually keeping a hand hidden before the unknown,

He would likely have fallen into a difficult situation with no way to advance or retreat.

Whether it was the demon race represented by 'Chao Yang', or the Tai Long Dao Ren who might exist behind that scroll of Tai Long's decree, they clearly had many schemes against him.

Caught off guard, with neither strength nor information on his side, it would not be impossible to fall and be unable to recover.

But in this world, no one can always have smooth sailing.

The universe sea is vast and boundless, and it is unknown how many strong individuals are within it. If one cannot be cautious, one often will not reach the end.

The Da Dao Ji is naturally wondrous and unparalleled, but there are more than fifty fragmented pieces of the Da Dao Ji. Over countless millennia, how many Dao Masters must there have been?

How was the Da Dao Ji shattered in the first place?

The existence that created the complete Da Dao Ji may not have been truly invincible, and how could a master of the Da Dao Ji holding one of the fragments possibly act with impunity?

Having crossed through many realms, An Qisheng had seen too many who relied on divine powers and fortuitous encounters, and naturally understood this principle.

Hu~

A slight ripple seemed to rise, and An Qisheng's nascent soul flickered uncertainly.

It was naturally not easy to deceive Tai Long's decree, and even with this 'Wish-Granting' altar as a cover, he had paid a great price.

At this time, his nascent soul was blurred, almost unable to stabilize.

But An Qisheng did not pay attention to the trembling of his nascent soul, but instead pondered the previous guess with a sinking mind:

"That decree's Dao light seemed to be very clear about my methods. Behind him, could there be other Da Dao Ji masters?"

The Da Dao Ji was split into fifty paths. He had only obtained three paths at this time, and it would not be difficult to understand if the remaining forty-seven paths had masters.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain how Tai Long's decree could time its arrival so accurately.

It seemed that someone had already set their sights on him. Who could it be?

The six powerful existences who confronted the Star Tower Master, or what he saw when he spied on the Human Realm Dao, that so-called source of spiritual rhyme?

Or, was it a Da Dao Ji master hidden in the dark?

Hu~

Thinking through a myriad of possibilities, An Qisheng once again summoned the Da Dao Ji, which was obviously much dimmer, from the depths of his nascent soul.

It was naturally impossible for a simple nascent soul to deceive Tai Long's decree, which most likely had another Da Dao Ji master behind it. He had paid a great price.

At this time, only the one that he had awakened initially remained on the Da Dao Ji. The other two had gone with his nascent soul, piercing through the void to other realms.

However, this price was completely worth it.

Only in this way could he find the unknown existence scheming against him, instead of falling into the schemes of others without knowing it.

Slashing away ninety-nine percent of the power of his nascent soul was precisely for this reason.

If all schemes could not surface, they would ultimately be like thorns in the back. It would be better to use an 'incarnation' to completely lure them out.

His true self would then be hidden in the shadows.

"Who could it be?"

An Qisheng whispered in his heart, and once again activated the Da Dao Ji: "Dream, the Earth Immortal Realm of the Sovereign Heaven Six Paths World!"

Buzz~

The Da Dao Ji responded once again: [Consuming 19,667,000 Dao Power Points... Dreaming into the Earth Immortal Realm of the Sovereign Heaven Six Paths World]

Hu~

White light, like flowing water, poured down, enveloping An Qisheng's nearly dissipated nascent soul, and in an instant, disappeared into the boundless void.

......

Rumble!

Like a collision of planets, a dazzling firework exploded in the star sea.

Russell was struck by lightning, and felt an indescribable force descend once again, blasting him countless miles away.

"Roar~~"

Russell's heart was filled with fury, and he stopped his tumbling, raising his head and roaring, endlessly aggrieved: "If my Otherworld Gate was still here, if my Otherworld Gate was still here!"

Looking at the icy snake body wrapped in white light in the far distance, and An Qisheng who seemed to have lost his breath, Russell's heart was filled with endless grievances.

The strength of that giant python far exceeded his expectations. Even though it no longer had any vitality, the aura emanating from its body could still block him.

He collided more than ten times in succession, and not once was he able to break through the white light. Not to mention devouring the spiritual essence of this giant python, he could not even retrieve the Otherworld Gate from that short-lived thing.

"Why? Why do you want to stop me?"

Russell roared unwillingly, his fury reaching its peak.

He absolutely did not believe that the aura spontaneously leaking from a dead body could block his full-force strike. The only possibility was that the giant python had used some kind of divine power that he could not know before it fell.

While protecting its body, it also protected that short-lived thing within.

He could not understand what that giant python wanted to do, but after this collision, he still gave up.

The spiritual essence devoured from the Hanging Mountain was not endless. If he collided repeatedly and could not devour the extraordinary spiritual essence contained in this giant python's body,

He would probably be forced to fall into slumber again, or even die.

"Short-lived thing, Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child!"

Russell's eyes turned cold, his heart filled with rage, as he deeply gazed at the white light that crisscrossed and exuded a dangerous aura.

That was an extremely rich concentration of extraordinary spiritual essence, but he could not act. Before he could devour its body, he would never dare to touch that terrifying white light that could poison the entire Hanging Mountain.

Roar~~~

Finally, he let out a mournful roar and turned to leave.

Crossing towards the endless, deep starry sky, chasing after the stars that were escaping outside the solar system at an ever-increasing speed.

On that star, there seemed to be the aura of extraordinary spiritual essence...

What Russell did not even notice was that as he fled, a tiny ray of light was attached to a scale on his snake body.

If someone saw it, they would find that within that ray of light was a faint, mottled scroll.

That scroll seemed to have experienced endless wind and rain, but the sacred aura on it was still visible.

......

Hu~

Revisiting this time-space inverted, abstract and bizarrely illuminated land, An Qisheng's heart was heavy.

Under the light of the Da Dao Ji, his nascent soul appeared somewhat dim, so much so that his thoughts flew about, and he seemed unable to restrain himself.

Hu~

He slowly calmed his mind, sensing the nascent soul incarnation that he had cut out.

Human thinking is embodied. To cut out an incarnation with truly independent thinking that exceeds one's own understanding is a great divine power that An Qisheng has not yet mastered at this time.

But he has a compromise method.

That is the method of 'soul editing' that Su Jie comprehended.

Su Jie, in just ten years, has deduced six generations of chips promoted by his 'soul editing' method.

An Qisheng had already realized the mysteries of this method before dreaming of the Wanyang Realm. After nearly two thousand years in his dream, until now, what he has mastered is naturally far more than Su Jie.

At this time, it is the time to verify it.

Hu~

At the moment of condensing his senses, An Qisheng sensed a similarly strange and illuminated land.

His nascent soul incarnation, condensed with ninety-nine percent of his nascent soul, shuttles among them under the white light of the Da Dao Ji.

And that demon light and Dao light intertwined like a spiral of light, like the sharpest divine arrow in the world, completely penetrates his nascent soul.

An indescribable Dao accumulation, centered on that arrow, spread towards his entire nascent soul.

This process is unstoppable.

"Then let me see, what exactly are you trying to do!"

An Qisheng's mind moved.

His nascent soul incarnation has cut through the infinite, passing through countless complex light ball groups, and submerged into that vast and brilliant.

Like a can-golden light ball that shines on the universe!

Then, it shattered like fireworks, flowing east and west like a meteor shower, scattered in all directions!