"Indeed? To devour the Dao fruits of your endless eons, to bury all the powerful enemies of the myriad realms, that too is my pursuit. I... have long anticipated it."
At this moment, Mu Changqing no longer concealed himself, completely isolating himself from this great world.
Endless purple flames erupted, occupying a vast expanse of heaven and earth.
That ultimate killing intent, carrying the most ancient and forbidden peculiarities, continuously assaulted the unknown heavens and earth.
Mu Changqing's body moved slightly, his black robes like the most formidable and terrifying ancestral artifacts in existence, rendering this space-time unbearable.
Now, even a single strand of his hair was an ancestral artifact, capable of easily severing all that is known.
A fallen strand of hair could annihilate billions of universes, erasing all beings below the Ancestral God. Mu Changqing was now in a state of extreme revival. Behind him, the great world blazed, purple meridians extending to distant, unknown reaches, as if beckoning some terrifying forbidden entity to descend.
Upon witnessing this, Ling's countenance, previously as placid as a calm ancient well, finally showed a flicker of shock.
"You have stepped into that realm? No, you are still a step away. I cannot let you continue, or it will be impossible to contain."
Ling spoke coldly, his near-maniacal aura seemingly without end, escalating to the extreme.
Divine radiance was boundless, and the vast seas withered.
That power was too majestic and immense, instantly evaporating the unknown Sea of Realms.
"Kill!"
Ling no longer hesitated, using the colossal flower behind him as a guide to summon dense, myriad heavenly lightning.
Throughout the entire heaven and earth, divine lightning of all colors raged, its multicolored light terrifying and chilling.
Gathering the spirits of all realms, it descended like a rain of light.
The moment the attack struck, the void was illuminated like the heart of a blazing sun.
Endless laws instantly disintegrated and melted, and all matter of the myriad realms was dissolving.
Mu Changqing looked up at the sky full of killing intent, his expression unperturbed.
"You wish to stop me? Can you? By devouring you, transforming you into nourishment for the Ancestral Origin, I too can continue to evolve."
Mu Changqing roared, his palm closing as if grasping something.
Instantly, the heavens and earth shook, endless meridians radiating divine brilliance, and immeasurable light transformed into a sword of world-burial, slowly falling into his hand.
The sound of universes exploding continuously echoed through the cosmos, as if being buried and destroyed, the sound filled with boundless inauspicion and the aura of death.
Mu Changqing, treading upon unknown eons, did not move an inch, still beckoning some peculiar forbidden entity.
With the sword held in both arms, he raised his head and let out a long cry.
"Immeasurable Heaven and Earth, Divine Radiance of World-Burial."
In that instant, all knowable matter in the myriad realms froze, leaving only the sword of heaven and earth.
Rumbling!
The sword energy sliced through eternity, carrying boundless purple light as it struck.
The moment it collided with Ling's attack, all things returned to their origin, instantly revived and tending towards ultimate prosperity.
The clash from the peak of Ancestral Gods was too horrifying, creating billions of universes and spanning billions of ancient eons in a blink.
All existence, in the face of this attack, was but an illusion.
"My body is invincible, standing in eternity. At the end of cultivation, you shall behold me."
Mu Changqing's body once again expanded by billions of times, shattering space-time and eternities, his palm crushing eternal immortality.
That terrifying power instantly annihilated Ling's supreme attack, plunging the myriad realms into an eternal silence for a time.
Mu Changqing's black hair whipped wildly, his face cold and manic.
The world of meridians behind him became increasingly brilliant, transforming into the model of a primordial embryo.
Faintly, a boundless purple great world seemed to be descending, its form so colossal that its edges could not be glimpsed.
In endlessly distant places, all were shrouded in purple mist, with peculiar beings wriggling and gestating, like eaglets about to break free from their shells.
A barren purple Ancestral Origin, it did not exist in the present, nor did it exist in any epoch or time-space.
It existed only in Mu Changqing's thoughts, slowly transforming between nothingness and existence.
Seeing this, Ling's expression was filled with terror, along with surging greed.
"It is it? You have truly stepped into that realm, about to touch that domain. Hahahahaha, we have waited for too, too long. Today, one of us must fall."
Ling spoke maniacally. From the magnificent flower behind him, an invisible force emanated, instantly enveloping all knowable places in the myriad realms.
Following this, his ineffable pressure resonated with it, still formless, descending as a heaven-obscuring domain.
In that instant, all the great worlds enveloped were immediately plunged into an era of spiritual stagnation.
"Spirit-Severing Ancestral Domain, isolating all variables. In this place, even the true bodies of other Ancestral Gods, upon descending, would be influenced by me and fall into dormancy."
This was not the end; Ling's madness had reached its zenith.
He placed his right hand on his vertebral column, and immeasurable divine radiance erupted, continuously impacting the heavens and earth, causing them to shake unstably.
Endless ancestral runes flowed, flashing with the most terrifying light in this world.
Crackling!
Accompanied by the sound of his spine being agitated, supreme power was gestating, and the spirits of all realms descended.
All the floral plains behind him resonated, emitting sacrificial chants from the most ancient era, deafening and soul-stirring.
"Mu Changqing, let me show you the result of my ultimate trump card, the culmination of endless eons of planning."
Rumbling!
In an instant, the myriad realms fell into eternal silence, and all knowable operations ceased.
A spine without end was drawn from his back, completely descending into the world.
The appearance of that spine resembled a dragon's spine.
However, the terror of each segment of its spine surpassed all that is known.
Connected by the order of the ancestral land, the segments were linked to complete floral plains.
On these floral plains, the most complete forms of the gray Ancestral Origin existed.
Everything that the gray Ancestral Origin possessed could be found upon them.
Although not as grand as the gray Ancestral Origin, it had the advantage of sheer quantity.
An uncountable multitude.
Mu Changqing watched all this calmly. The Ancestral Origin behind him was unstoppable and about to descend.
Ling, no longer attempting to stop him, decided to confront him head-on.
"Imitation... so that's how it is. You have walked the path of imitating the creation of the gray Ancestral Origin countless times, with an incalculable number of successes."
Mu Changqing spoke softly.
Ling had successfully imitated a new Ancestral Origin.
But the gap was too vast. The Ancestral Origin he imitated was like a newborn infant, yet it could not grow, forever restricted by the gray Ancestral Origin.
How could a newborn infant contend with a complete and mature gray Ancestral Origin?
No matter how numerous, it would be of no avail.
Mu Changqing, however, was different. He had forged a new path, creating a growing Ancestral Origin.
Although it was still weak, it could grow madly by devouring Ancestral Gods.
Ultimately, it would transcend all and completely break free from the shackles of the gray Ancestral Origin.
Ling, at this moment, paid no heed to Mu Changqing's state, instead dotingly caressing the crystalline spine formed by countless connected floral plains.
His gaze held complex emotions, as if caressing his newborn child.
"Today, you shall fight alongside me. After devouring it, you will be able to fully merge and truly break free from the constraints of the Ancestral Origin."
An unprecedented tenderness flashed across Ling's manic face.
Then, holding the floral plain spine in his hand, he strode into the sky, looking at Mu Changqing with greed.
"Come, let me see who is stronger and who is weaker."