"Indeed so. Where in this world is there true immortality? It is merely because one's power is not yet strong enough. When my body is sufficiently powerful, no matter how many eons you have lived, no matter how invincible you are, I can suppress and obliterate you across past, present, and future, preventing any resurgence."
Mu Changqing spoke indifferently, pushing forward with overwhelming force to attack.
Fist imprints, enveloped by endless purple light, arrived from the depths of time. Across every historical epoch, that invincible fist light could be seen.
It struck towards the gray figure.
Bang bang bang!
The terrifying fist light directly caused the dense gray mist surrounding the gray figure to dissipate incessantly. Even with the gray ancient path continuously replenishing it, it could not keep pace with the speed of its dissipation.
That gray primal blood, imbued with the power to corrode any time and space, sprayed across heaven and earth, across the eternal years.
It continuously cracked, then revived again.
The entire gray ancient path shook incessantly, from the entrance of the Gray Primal Origin to the entrance of the Heavenly Chasm.
Daozu and Empress Xuan Yue watched with astonished swords as the figure that Mu Changqing was incessantly obliterating with speed that transcended the concept of time.
For a moment, they were speechless, only feeling... as if Mu Changqing was the true Gray Primal Origin, the master controlling all living beings.
The scene was horrifying, yet also somewhat comical.
The gray figure wailed and roared incessantly, traversing across various timelines at speeds beyond any known concept, leaping through eras where worlds were casually created.
However, no matter how it fled, Mu Changqing's invincible fist light continued to shadow it, relentlessly pursuing it through every era.
Each fist light could obliterate its body, causing it to shatter and vanish in the annals of time.
In a brief moment, it revived once more, continuing its escape.
"With such strength, are we perhaps redundant in following his footsteps?"
Daozu scratched his head, speaking with a look of bewilderment.
Empress Xuan Yue's frosty gaze flickered as she shook her head.
"From beginning to end, he has not needed help, but loyal followers. As long as you choose to stand behind him for all eternity, with an unchangeable stance, that is sufficient."
Daozu fell silent for a moment, nodding in agreement.
Perhaps, to Mu Changqing, the life and death of the two of them were not important.
Even who followed behind him was not important.
They were merely witnesses to Mu Changqing's invincible path, his conquest of the Gray Primal Origin.
Perhaps after endless eons, the Gray Primal Origin would be buried, and a new great era would descend.
Mu Changqing would retreat into an ineffable realm, no longer meddling in worldly affairs.
And the two of them would be the sole witnesses to Mu Changqing's legendary past.
Time lost its meaning. How much time had passed in the present was unknown. Perhaps a new epoch had arrived, or perhaps a variable had emerged, stepping out from the withered great realm into the cold, silent starry sky, forging the path to immortality, and entering the Celestial Realm...!
At this moment, the rolling mist within the entire gray ancient path gradually thinned, much like the morning fog dissipating on a winter's day.
The gray figure now appeared dejected, its number of deaths at Mu Changqing's hands unknown.
Mu Changqing casually struck out once more, blasting the gray figure into pieces.
Not long after, the gray figure reappeared.
At this point, the gray flames around its body gradually weakened, its form becoming ephemeral.
Like this gray ancient path, it seemed on the verge of perishing, reaching its zenith of power and then fading.
From the initial desperate resistance, counterattacks, and struggles for survival,
to this point of utter helplessness, enveloped in extreme despair, constantly being killed and obliterated.
The gray figure had become numb. It was relying on the gray ancient path to revive itself incessantly.
But as Mu Changqing had said, there was an end to its strength.
It would die, it would truly perish, annihilated by a successor.
"Cough, cough, cough! I am unwilling, I am unwilling to perish like this! Mu Changqing, so what if you have truly entered the Gray Primal Origin? The beings there are more terrifying, more powerful than I."
As it spoke, the gray figure directly sacrificed its origin demonic source, and billowing flames erupted once more, soaring into the sky.
The entire gray ancient path wailed and trembled.
Endless gray runes flowed, transforming into streaks of meteors that streaked across time and space, converging into the gray figure.
"Within the Primal Origin, there are the true controllers of all living beings. No matter what variable you are, no matter what era you come from, you cannot escape. You will inevitably perish upon the Primal Origin, your blood staining it, bringing your cultivation path to an end."
As it spoke, the gray figure's aura returned to its peak, reflecting past eons. Scrolls depicting blood-soaked scenes of eras unfolded, then receded and were replaced.
Within those scrolls were countless beings of astonishing talent who had stepped onto this gray ancient path, all of them powerful entities capable of suppressing all ages.
These were unknown eras, epochs erased by the Gray Primal Origin. They could be called former sages, pioneers, who had stepped onto this path.
Alas, facing the gray figure, they could not even cross the gray ancient path. They could only perish in regret along the way, unable to touch the truth of the Gray Primal Origin.
"Kill!"
The gray figure shouted coldly, its voice shaking the ages. The primal blade reappeared before it, infused with an endless stream of primordial demonic source, merging with the very essence of the gray ancient path.
It was determined to fight a final battle. Even if it perished, it would not allow Mu Changqing to cross the gray ancient path so easily.
All myriad laws poured forth, forbidden primal secret techniques descended, and a terrifying rift like a celestial abyss tore open the sky beyond the shore.
A vast world of phenomena descended, an illusion projected by the Gray Primal Origin.
Yet, even as an illusion, it was still incredibly terrifying. The moment it descended, Daozu and Empress Xuan Yue exchanged glances, horrified to find themselves filled with fear, trembling, and a desire to submit.
They found it utterly impossible to muster the will to resist.
"This is merely an illusion, and it is already so terrifying. If we were to face its true form, what right would we have to resist?"
Daozu sighed softly. However, a radiant light was faintly emanating from within his body, as if the origin of the Dao resided within the Gray Primal Origin.
Mu Changqing slowly raised his head, looking up at the illusion of the Gray Primal Origin descending from the infinite heights.
He felt no fear or subjugation.
The Gray Primal Origin was indeed terrifying. Even its illusory projection was beyond the reach of ordinary Ancestral Gods.
However, Mu Changqing himself was a new origin. Even if he seemed exceptionally nascent in comparison to the Gray Primal Origin, he would never feel fear. All he felt was an endless fighting spirit.
Rumble!
Within the illusory Gray Primal Origin, it was still merely a projection of what lay ahead, displaying scenes of supreme, ultimate Ancestral Gods bleeding upon the Primal Origin, and celestial beings collapsing.
"Die! Accept the judgment from the Gray Primal Origin."
The gray figure roared and bellowed, boundless killing intent surging around it. The illusory Gray Primal Origin descended from above, suppressing the present era.
All that was visible of the gray ancient path was illuminated by the illusory Gray Primal Origin world, its boundless radiance descending to suppress all.
The scene was a hundred million times more terrifying than the end of creation, with myriad phenomena unfolding, sun and moon coexisting, and seas of sacrifice surging...!