"Stop, a certain Ancestral God slumbers here. If you dare to destroy this multiverse, he will awaken and annihilate you."
The Heavenly Dao of the multiverse cried out in despair, fleeing everywhere, even desperately heading towards the place where the unknown Ancestral God slumbered.
He dared not stop, allowing Mu Changqing to consume his primordial power and toy with him.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Ancestral Gods... so many years have passed. I wonder if that fellow Ancestral God Demon has recovered. I truly look forward to our next meeting, to see if he can still leave alive."
"However... I am also a little curious, who is the Ancestral God slumbering in this place? After all, those few once attacked me together. This is also an old debt, which must eventually be settled."
As Mu Changqing spoke, he casually unleashed a sword strike, directly reducing the vast multiverse Heavenly Dao into countless dust.
He resurrected again, and the moment he regained his true form, his face was exceedingly pale.
Mu Changqing's casual attack had almost completely erased him.
This was too terrifying and awe-inspiring. Even if an Ancestral God's true form descended, they could not achieve such casualness.
But Mu Changqing could.
Moreover, hearing Mu Changqing's words filled him with extreme terror.
What kind of existence required seven great Ancestral Gods to attack and suppress him?
And yet, they hadn't caused him any damage.
He could not imagine, under the control of the Gray Ancestral Origin over all realms, when such a taboo had appeared.
"Who are you? Why have I never heard your name?"
The multiverse Heavenly Dao responded in terror. Since its creation, it only knew that everything originated from the Ancestral Origin, and returned to the Ancestral Gods.
When did such a forbidden being, a taboo for all realms, appear in this world?
Mu Changqing's head tilted slightly, a look of reminiscence flashed in his eyes, and he muttered.
"That... I can't remember anymore. Perhaps eons, perhaps countless aeons. It's been too long... after all, time is meaningless to me."
After Mu Changqing's battle with Ancestral God Demon, he wandered alone in the Gray Ancestral Origin for an epoch, long surpassing the records of ancient history.
How could there be any records of him in this world?
The multiverse Heavenly Dao was merely a creation of later ages, in his eyes.
As he spoke, a faint smile played on Mu Changqing's lips, his hair flowing, hands behind his back, he walked upon the river of time.
With another step, he was behind the multiverse Heavenly Dao.
Mu Changqing raised his hand, the lines of the palm spreading, so brilliant it was indescribable, as if the great Ancestral Origin was pulsing within his palm, utterly terrifying.
The multiverse Heavenly Dao saw this and was filled with dread.
The next moment, accompanied by the sound of the collapse of heaven and earth.
The vast body of the multiverse Heavenly Dao froze in place. It looked at its body in disbelief.
A hand of unknown extent had pierced through its body, and from the palm, terrifying purple lines continuously erupted.
Dense lines spread across its entire being, constantly eroding its primordial essence of Hongmeng.
At this moment, it was as if oceans had turned into mulberry fields, and time had shifted, for an eternity that inspired dread.
"Death... death...!"
The multiverse Heavenly Dao muttered to itself, followed by a thud.
It knelt powerlessly in space-time, its dense Hongmeng quickly dissipating, vanishing into heaven and earth like dust.
In an instant, the infinite overlapping universes within the multiverse rapidly withered, entering an era of decline with each breath, followed by an era of spiritual exhaustion... finally, heaven and earth collapsed, the universe exploded, and everything returned to deathly silence.
"Ants are ants. Giving you an opportunity is useless."
Mu Changqing spoke indifferently, slowly retracting his hand.
A ball of purple liquid flowed in his hand. With a slight squeeze, it instantly shattered into nothingness.
The multiverse Heavenly Dao, the ultimate expert of the heavens, a terrifying existence closest to the level of Ancestral Gods.
He was toyed with by Mu Changqing and finally turned into nothingness, annihilated within his own world.
The surrounding space instantly turned dark, the universes of all realms became ruins, and all beings were instantly annihilated into the mortal world.
Mu Changqing retracted his hand, hands behind his back.
He felt no ripple in his heart regarding the demise of the multiverse Heavenly Dao.
"Karma and Fate, where else do you wish to flee? All realms know that everything returns to the Ancestral Origin, and I am the Ancestral Origin. Why do you struggle?"
Mu Changqing spoke indifferently, his gaze flickered, a wisp of divine radiance of creation pierced the darkness, tearing a terrifying rift in the dark heavens.
Two hazy figures, who had been separated from Mu Changqing by an immeasurable expanse of time.
At this moment, with just a thought from Mu Changqing, they were uncontrollably drawn back, appearing within Mu Changqing's space-time.
The two looked at each other, both falling into silence.
Their grudges with Mu Changqing were from a past surprise attack, which had caused him to fall into the Primordial Era.
In the past, when they faced Mu Changqing, even if they were not his match, they would not have been so powerless.
Now, facing Mu Changqing again, besides despair, they could not even muster the will to resist.
Restricted by their creation, they could only exist at the level of karma and fate, unable to break through this shackle.
No matter how much they schemed, it was difficult to transcend.
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"Burial Emperor, you have now taken that step. Why bother holding onto past grudges? To you, we are nothing more than ants."
Karma sighed lightly, a hint of pleading in his tone.
"Burial Emperor, we are willing to submit."
Fate took a step forward, his body slightly stooped, expressing his willingness to submit.
Mu Changqing heard this and let out a cold laugh, his tone domineering.
"Submit? As you said, you are nothing more than ants. What use is there in keeping you?"
As he spoke, thunder rumbled across all realms, infinite purple lightning crackled through heaven and earth, and multicolored rays of light enveloped all realms.
The entire multiverse, even though it had withered, was pierced by infinite purple lightning, constantly striking the great fierce lands contained within, as if deliberately disturbing a slumbering existence.
"Not coming out? Then I'll strike until you do."
Mu Changqing snorted coldly, his eyes like the sea, like an abyss, unfathomably deep.
With his cold snort, Karma and Fate seemed to be drawn, their bodies involuntarily suspended in the air, moving towards the infinite purple lightning.
"What do you want to do?"
Karma and Fate were terrified, their strength bound, unable to struggle like mortals.
"What do I want to do? To fulfill your wishes. Since you are old acquaintances, it would be a pity for you to wither away like this. Why not transform into true karma and fate, granting you eternal existence? Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Mu Changqing said indifferently.
As his words fell, infinite purple lightning pierced the bodies of the two, in the most cruel and extreme manner, reaching the souls of Karma and Fate.
"I bestow upon you the most extreme sensitivity of my world."
Words became creation.
In an instant, the bodies of the two paused slightly.
The next moment, Karma and Fate discovered in horror that they possessed seven emotions and six desires, transforming into mortal bodies.
The sensitivity of their bodies was amplified without limit.
For example, an ordinary person feels nothing significant when lightly touched.
But now, having been bestowed infinite sensitivity by Mu Changqing, even a slight touch would cause them to feel extreme pain, as if their souls were being shattered.
At this moment, Karma and Fate were like this.
They endured the extreme pain of purple lightning piercing their souls and bodies, coupled with being bestowed countless times the sensitivity of mortals.
The extreme pleasure, akin to being tortured in purgatory, caused their minds to collapse, and they continuously wailed and roared towards the sky.
An extreme pleasure, billions of times more painful than being slowly tortured with a dull knife, or having one's soul ground by the Wheel of Reincarnation.