"Idiot."
Mu Changqing spoke again, his tone icy, his expression indifferent and disdainful.
Mu Changqing's body trembled, tearing through the surrounding space endlessly, his eyes erupting with the brilliance of order, like two pillars piercing heaven and earth.
In just a moment, the anomaly of the Sacrifice Sea was annihilated. Purple-black mist surged from Mu Changqing's world, gathering on Mu Changqing's arm.
The Burial of the Heavens sword slowly emerged, hovering before Mu Changqing, its rotation disrupting the frenzied aura of the creatures of the desolate Sacrifice Sea.
He brought his arms together, grasping the Burial of the Heavens sword.
Infinitesimal sword-light connected with the cosmic fabric, constructing a burial domain, destined to bury all beings of all worlds, past, present, and future.
Eternity transformed into a land of deathly silence, enveloped by an ethereal purple mist.
That sword-light was too terrifying, transcending the concept of a sword.
Whether Mu Changqing held the Burial of the Heavens sword or a blade of grass, the means of attack were beyond comprehension.
The moment the sword-light erupted, the order of rules shattered, time ebbed and flowed, great daos were born, and anything touching the purple light instantly evaporated.
Past, present, and future transcended the nodes of time, breaking free from the concept of space-time.
The incredibly terrifying attack struck the Sacrifice Sea, and the entire Sacrifice Sea instantly collapsed, evaporated by a single sword strike.
The destructive sword-light tore through the gray heavens, directly rending the body of the Sacrifice Sea creature, which had transcended the shackles of space-time, into nothingness.
"Ahhh! I am not willing, I am not willing to perish like this! I am the existence that dominates all beings of the Primordial Chaos, I am the Emperor who looks down upon the rise and fall of variables!"
The Sacrifice Sea creature struggled and crawled out of the sword-light, only to be dragged back into the endless, ceaseless, terrifying sword-light, continuously ground down and suppressed.
*Bang!*
Time flowed, and countless eons passed in an instant.
That vast, monstrous, and anomalous aura gradually dissipated, and space returned to its original state.
The Sacrifice Sea, which had existed for countless ages, was annihilated, and the last trace left by the variable of the predecessors was completely erased.
There was no longer any anomaly, only a gray ancient road and a dark, bottomless abyss. The abyss had no bottom and no one knew where it led.
At this moment, gray mist surged forth, intending to cover the area again. Mu Changqing glanced at it, and with his gaze,
All the surging anomalous mist immediately retreated, not daring to approach the area.
Mu Changqing flashed before the two, his expression as cold and calm as ever.
"If you two are afraid, I can give you an opportunity to leave. I will split open an entrance through the chasm for you to return to the present world."
Mu Changqing knew that witnessing the terror of the Sacrifice Sea creature would undoubtedly fill the two with despair.
He would not force them, and would let them leave.
After all, they had been loyal to him, and that was enough.
Empress Xuan Yue's expression did not change upon hearing this. She spoke calmly.
"I follow you to witness your glorious years. If I perish on the road beforehand, it will naturally be my problem, and it will have nothing to do with you."
Dao Ancestor's eyes darted about, secretly glancing at Empress Xuan Yue, who exuded a cold aura. He scratched his head and confirmed.
"This humble Daoist believes that this choice will not be wrong. Rest assured, we will not hold you back. If we truly face an irresistible danger, then consider it my fate, and you need not intervene."
Mu Changqing nodded slightly. There was a reason why the two were qualified to follow him.
Then, Mu Changqing turned to face the front of the gray ancient road and spoke slowly.
"Let's continue forward. What lies ahead is the unknown, and also splendor. What is there to fear?"
As his voice fell, the three figures continued to advance, vanishing into the void of space-time in a flash, covering billions of light-years.
The road ahead was void, unknown, and anomalous.
The deeper they went, the more terrifying phenomena they encountered.
In the end, every speck of dust was a great world.
And the entire gray ancient road, as far as the eye could see, was filled with gray dust. There were also larger gray stones, which were abandoned, withered universes.
There were trickles of water flowing, connecting countless galaxies and star systems. There were green forests blocking the path, which were trees covered in cosmic fruits.
After an unknown number of years, the three walked through the forest laden with brilliant cosmic fruits and arrived at an unknown black land.
Here, demonic energy surged, boiling and churning from the most primordial, most fundamental origin of demons.
The heavens were dim, the laws of the Great Dao did not exist, only the most primitive demonic energy permeated the air.
Dark, abyssal mist drifted in the sky, accompanied by infinite terrifying black lightning that spanned across the firmament.
Chains of black order, as dark as ink, clanged across the boundless, unknown expanse.
The three stopped and looked up at a colossal being spanning heaven and earth, seated on a nine-abyssal throne amidst the churning demonic energy, flanked by a terrifying black halberd that supported the heavens.
The figure on the nine-abyssal throne had hair standing on end, his eyes flashing with black demonic light, and nine-abyssal demonic flames churning around him, scorching the sky.
His aura was extremely terrifying, but the most terrifying aspect was not his cultivation aura, but the overwhelming battle intent that suppressed time and distorted space-time.
Mu Changqing was slightly surprised, then his expression returned to calm, and he spoke indifferently.
"What, are you seeking death?"
"Too many times have I wanted to fight you with all my might, but unfortunately, the timing was never right. Today, even knowing I might perish, I will not retreat. I only seek an ultimate battle."
As he spoke, the Demon Ancestor rose, the demonic flames around him boiling and intensifying, scorching the entire world.
He gripped the black halberd that supported the heavens in his right hand, pointed it at Mu Changqing, and said indifferently.
"Emperor Burial, come, let me see how powerful you truly are."
The Demon Ancestor spoke, his battle intent reaching its peak. A terrifying demonic domain descended, hovering high in the sky, enshrouding the entire space.
His body underwent infinite evolution and transformation. In an instant, chains of destiny and karma's order appeared around him, binding his evolving aura and preventing further transformation.
"I am the foremost demon of all worlds, unconstrained, lawless, unrestrained, and without taboos. How can mere karma and destiny hinder my progress? Break!"
His state of mind transformed, absorbing the anomalous substances from the dark world. The Demon Ancestor shattered the chains of karma and destiny's order, stepping into the realm of karma and destiny.
From now on, he would fear no karma, reverse the flow of time, command the cosmic forces of time, and tread the path of eternal reincarnation.
Mu Changqing narrowed his eyes, not surprised.
The Four Great Ancestors were none of them simple beings; they were all peak, heaven-defying existences among the innate beings.
Even the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial Chaos dared not be careless in their presence.
One could imagine how terrifying they were, and how they could not be bound by mere karma and destiny.
Dao Ancestor, upon seeing this, was not shocked by the Demon Ancestor's transformation. At this level, the division of realms held little meaning.
For them, breaking free from the shackles of karma and destiny and stepping into this realm might only be a fleeting moment.
He sighed softly. Dao Ancestor understood that this was because the Demon Ancestor did not wish to retreat like Human Ancestor or the Heavenly Dao.
He was the foremost demon of all worlds, the ancestor of all demons. How could he retreat due to fear?
The Demon Ancestor would only fight to the death, never retreat to live in苟活 (cowardly survival).
To die in the most brilliant battle, the Demon Ancestor would have no regrets.