Mu Changqing walked alone in the formless, surrounded by an endless, brilliant, and blazing galaxy that cast a scorching radiance.
It was as if it was illuminating the path ahead for him.
And with every slight movement Mu Changqing made, the surrounding galaxy was born and extinguished.
They were like fireworks, blooming a fleeting, brilliant radiance around Mu Changqing, only to return to eternal silence.
This was also relativity.
Perhaps, for Mu Changqing, this was merely the span of a single breath.
But for the galaxies, the sea of cosmic light, the chaotic realm sea, the great thousand universes, and the endless stars, their birth and death spanned countless years, impossible to measure by time.
After an unknown period, Mu Changqing let out a satisfied belch, a purple mist erupting from his mouth. As he changed, countless galaxies bloomed anew amidst his hair.
"Finally digested completely, the Ancestral Origin is fully mature, no longer tender."
Mu Changqing murmured to himself. This place was formless, with no beings to converse with him, nor any being worthy of conversing with him.
At this moment, his gaze shifted, looking at the dormant Dao Ancestor and Empress Xuanyue within his body.
The Ancestral Origin was incomplete, lacking dawn.
This did not require the Ancestral God to inform him; he knew it at this moment.
At this time, Empress Xuanyue was like a slumbering Nine Heavens Xuannü, her graceful figure curled up, enveloped by a faint frost that reflected the brilliant divine radiance.
Her cultivation had returned to nothingness, as if she had no realm, or as if she possessed the supreme cultivation.
As for the Dao Ancestor, Mu Changqing frowned slightly, unable to see through him.
The Dao rhythm surrounding him surpassed all knowable Great Daos, not existing within the scope of Dao, yet residing within the Great Dao, as if he were the sole Great Dao of all knowable things in all realms.
Or perhaps… all Daos in all realms were virtual Daos, and he was the true Great Dao.
"This fellow is interesting."
Mu Changqing muttered, not paying much attention.
Who he was, was not important to him.
He now transcended everything, stepping into the realm of relativity.
This realm transcended all verbal descriptions.
He could be any realm, yet he transcended all realms.
He had broken through the ultimate limit of the cultivation path, transcending the realm of Ancestral Gods.
After breaking through the ultimate limit of the path, any being, any existence, would encounter two colossal entities blocking their way.
No matter how powerful and terrifying you were, you could not cross, destined only to fall within the scope of sentient beings, your fate controlled by him.
And those two colossal entities were the Purple Ancestral Origin and the Gray Ancestral Origin.
All conscious beings, including Ancestral Gods, were mere ants in his eyes.
At this moment, Mu Changqing, traversing the formless for an unknown duration, was searching for his final opponent, the Gray Ancestral Origin.
In this process, Mu Changqing transformed again, gaining some insights.
He had once entered a place that had not descended, where there were supreme heavenly venerates who called themselves "beyond the heavens," claiming to control all beings, overlooking the passage of time, and being immensely powerful.
Mu Changqing had merely swept a glance, and that world, which ruled countless planes and sowed the seeds of fated protagonists, was instantly annihilated.
There were supreme master gods who created system scams, devouring the luck of all beings and nurturing Dao fruits, all of whom were annihilated by Mu Changqing's casual wave of his hand.
There were also various variables, unknowns… they were all extremely powerful, some even comparable to the level of primordial heavenly Dao.
But to Mu Changqing, they were too weak, too weak to even bother with.
Merely by traversing that realm with his true body, all matter in that realm was annihilated, shattered, turned into nothingness, and returned to eternal silence.
Their existence was merely seeds accidentally sown by the Ancestral God, growing wild.
They were ants even forgotten by the Ancestral God.
Now, all knowable and unknowable spaces bore the imprint of Mu Changqing's footsteps.
An unknown amount of time had passed, at least for Mu Changqing, time had no concept, no meaning.
One day, he stopped in the void and sighed softly.
"Until when will you keep hiding? They all say you are slumbering, not yet awakened, but are life and death truly that important, or are you afraid, are you intimidated?"
Mu Changqing murmured, his voice echoing through all times, ages, and planes of heaven and earth.
He had traversed all lands in the world, yet still could not find that fellow.
At this very moment, a brilliant radiance erupted from within his body, like a dormant volcano erupting with scorching lava.
The radiance grew increasingly terrifying. The Dao Ancestor automatically detached himself from Mu Changqing's body, transforming into a brilliant stream of light, standing in the void.
His eyes were tightly closed, and the sole Great Dao flowed around him, its laws and patterns transforming into colorful clouds that spread across the sky.
All was formless void, with no substance.
But at this moment, it erupted with boundless divine radiance, possessing its own heaven and earth, laws, order, even primordial chaos, everything.
He floated in the world like this, like the master of the world, incredibly terrifying.
Mu Changqing looked up, his gaze, which had not shown a ripple for countless ages, now showed fluctuation, disbelief.
"Dao Ancestor? Dao? The beginning of origin? Why…!"
Mu Changqing murmured, his aura calm, yet the birth and death of the endless brilliant galaxy represented his inner turmoil.
At this moment, the Dao Ancestor's figure moved slightly, completely opening up a great world in the void.
Immediately after, the great world cracked, evolving into all things and all laws.
Rumbling!
Space shattered, ripples spreading out. A vast, boundless Gray Ancestral Origin descended, enveloping the great world.
The Dao Ancestor slowly opened his eyes, indescribable eyes filled with endless ancestral origins spinning and flowing.
His demeanor changed drastically, truly indifferent and emotionless, the sole supreme being overlooking the passage of time.
"I… have awakened again!"
His voice was calm, yet low.
But it carried supreme majesty, the kind of majesty mortals feel when facing true gods.
He was too terrifying, existing in heaven and earth, yet imperceptible.
He seemed to have form, yet also to be formless.
He was void, and also all things.
His existence could not be explained by any truth.
"Mu Changqing, long time no see!"
Mu Changqing's expression returned to calm, purple mist gushing from his body, also evolving all things and all laws, all order and all knowable and unknowable.
"Should I call you Dao Ancestor, or Gray Ancestral Origin?"
For beings at this level, the two supreme beings in the world, fighting or not seemed meaningless.
Beings at the same level could conceal and shield each other.
Mu Changqing had never imagined that this fellow had been by his side all along.
He had too many questions, waiting for the Gray Ancestral Origin to answer.
When all truths were revealed, it would be the final battle.
The Dao Ancestor, or rather the Gray Ancestral Origin, paused and showed a humanized smile, saying faintly.
"Either is fine, it's just a code name. However… I prefer to call myself Wu… All things and all laws, everything in the great realms, arises from nothingness. Therefore, I am Wu, I am the beginning of all things, the start of everything begins with me."
Mu Changqing fell silent, looking at this Gray Ancestral Origin who called himself Wu, or rather, the true mastermind, the supreme being who created the Seven Ancestral Gods and controlled the destiny of all beings.
He found it difficult to understand and spoke directly.
"Since you followed me, why did you let me grow and become your enemy?"