As the Ancestral God-Demon spoke, he slowly raised his hand, grasping the ever-spinning Ancestral Blade. With a gentle swing, it could cleave the gray ancient path.
The sharp blade light could illuminate eternal reincarnation and shatter all known epochs.
Before it, there was no concept of eternity; all existence could be annihilated.
The moment he held the Ancestral Blade, a terrifying blade aura, like a ripple of creation, permeated all time and space, present everywhere.
It was as if the beginning of all realms, reflecting their brilliant prosperity, which then slowly faded into ruin.
Mists and darkness walked hand in hand; light did not exist, reflecting only the bizarre.
The Ancestral God-Demon raised his arm, pointing the time-traveling Ancestral Blade at Mu Changqing with a casual air, and spoke lightly.
"Come, Emperor Burial Mu Changqing, let me see what you are truly made of."
Hearing this, Mu Changqing's body shifted, his vast aura spreading, bearing a resemblance to the gray primal realm yet fundamentally different.
With a mere thought, the ley lines of all realms flashed with terrifying violet-blue light, as if drawn from afar and condensed into a long sword constructed from these ley lines.
Mu Changqing raised his hand to grasp the sword before him and gently caressed it.
In a flash, the chilling clang of metal striking metal echoed through the dark heavens and earth, striking the abyss.
Violet ripples scattered, confronting the Ancestral God-Demon's terrifying blade aura, erupting with immeasurable divine light, constantly corroding the entire dark world, reflecting the rise and fall of grand eras.
"Kill!"
Mu Changqing's hair stood on end, his voice icy, and he struck decisively.
He slashed his sword across the abyss, an immortal sword light piercing eternity, charging towards the Ancestral God-Demon.
"Overestimating yourself."
The Ancestral God-Demon sneered and swung his Ancestral Blade to meet the attack.
Sword and blade collided, their tremors resonating beyond the constraints of time and space.
The terrifying light churned and billowed, immeasurable and unfathomable.
Heaven and earth resonated, all realms chimed, time flowed backward, and eternity collapsed.
A new chapter, new epochs, and ancient histories unfolded.
"Why struggle? You will never know how terrifying and formidable the beings within the gray primal realm truly are. Venturing into the gray primal realm is like a moth flying into a flame, inviting your own destruction."
The Ancestral God-Demon spoke coldly, his Ancestral Blade spitting forth peerless visions, its boundless killing power ceaselessly assaulting Mu Changqing.
"The path I have walked to reach this point, this level, the hardships I have endured, are far beyond your comprehension."
"You, born transcended, controlling time and all beings, finding amusement in ancient history, can never understand what I, Emperor Burial Mu Changqing, have experienced. Desperate adversity is merely my normal."
Mu Changqing's voice shook time and space, echoing throughout the entire dark realm and the gray ancient path.
Even the present realms, far away, sensed his presence, feeling the resonance of Mu Changqing's voice.
Then, Mu Changqing let out a furious roar, his sword light erupting with even more terrifying power, shattering the Ancestral Blade and piercing the Ancestral God-Demon's body with a single stroke.
The dark heavens and earth shattered, revealing the gray ancient path.
Even the vast gulf of time separating their eras could not impede this terrifying sword light, which slashed into the present realms.
It caused all beings in the present realms to sense it, their faces filled with dread as they looked up at the voice and sword light from an unknown origin.
Diyuan, now shrunk in size, slept in the abyssal depths at the bottom of the Heavenly Realm, guarding it.
At this moment, he felt something and looked up at the primordial void in the heavens, his giant eyes widening in terror.
"Has it begun? I hope my master returns victorious."
Diyuan stroked his three large heads and mumbled in a muffled voice.
"If Master fails, where will I get free room and board!"
...
The blinding, resplendent light shattered the Ancestral God-Demon's body, and a wisp of consciousness floated in the now-restored dark realm.
Mu Changqing watched indifferently, his long sword stained with blood, a strange, gray hue.
"Useless struggle. You will ultimately perish on the gray ancient path, your blood staining all realms."
At this moment, a cold voice sounded again. A streak of gray light flashed through the great world, and the Demon Ancestor's body reappeared, now controlled by the Ancestral God-Demon's consciousness.
His aura instantly returned to its peak, as if Mu Changqing's peerless strike had not inflicted any damage at all.
Beings of this caliber were too terrifying and formidable; they were difficult to kill.
After all, they were the creators of life and death, reincarnation, and all sentient beings.
Therefore, they did not die but persisted as long as sentient consciousness existed, always returning and reviving.
And this was merely the Ancestral God-Demon's consciousness controlling the Demon Ancestor's body. Even using the Primordial Demon Source, it was still horrifying.
"Immortal and unkillable? Before me, no such thing exists. I, Mu Changqing, never believe that any being can exist for eternity and rule all realms."
Mu Changqing roared, his might engulfing mountains and rivers, his spirit indomitable.
He raised his long sword vertically, drawing upon the past, present, and future, all epochs.
Including the dust-filled universes within the gray fog, the barren universes banished to unknown lands, everything.
As long as it existed, it was summoned by the current Mu Changqing, reflecting the Burial Heaven world, manifesting the Burial World ley lines, flashing with the immeasurable light of the Burial World, and drawing infinite runes.
The terrifying scene surpassed the limits of the Heavenly Realm level.
Instantly, the entire dark realm was torn asunder, the gray ancient path collapsed, and countless dust-filled gray universes were annihilated.
Mu Changqing's sword strike shattered the shackles, and he completely stepped into the Ancestral God realm.
That sword light severed time, wrapped in purple flames that scorched the great gray world, and charged towards the Ancestral God-Demon once more.
The Ancestral God-Demon's expression finally shifted, disbelief flickering in his pupils.
"Impossible! How could you break free from the constraints of the gray primal realm and enter the Ancestral God realm?"
As he spoke, the Ancestral God-Demon's face contorted with ferocity, and he met Mu Changqing's power, which transcended the Heavenly Realm, with his Ancestral Blade.
In an instant, the Ancestral God-Demon could no longer resist. His body was pulverized like dust, tumbling and crashing against an unknown barrier.
The moment it touched the barrier, the black abyss cracked open, spewing forth endless bizarre creatures that fell into this time and space.
Rumble!
Mu Changqing charged forward again with his sword. He intended to completely obliterate this consciousness of the Ancestral God-Demon, devour all these primal sources, and constantly evolve and transform, transcending everything.
To become the true forbidden origin, to eradicate all remnants of darkness, to achieve invincibility across all realms, and to leave no room for variables.
"My path signifies the burial of all things. Whether you are a variable, a sentient being, a creator, a maker, or even Heaven, all existences with consciousness must submit to me."
Mu Changqing's voice echoed through heaven and earth, subtly crossing immeasurable time and space, penetrating into the gray primal realm and attracting the attention of the sleeping beings within.
The Great Dao of Primordial Chaos, Karmic Destiny, Lingzu, Renzu, and other beings sensed it. At the end of the gray ancient path, they looked back in horror, speechless for a moment.
"This madman! He has arrived, and he is actually slaughtering his way into the gray ancient path, intending to flatten everything and forcefully enter the gray primal realm."
Lingzu exclaimed in terror, his eyes filled with endless regret and apprehension.
Had he known Mu Changqing was this terrifying, he would never have attacked him and provoked him in the first place.