"Ah, ah, ah, you deserve to die, you actually devoured my primordial origin!"
The Primordial Heavenly Dao roared furiously, unleashing endless killing moves towards Mu Changqing.
However, Mu Changqing repelled the Primordial Heavenly Dao's killing moves with a wave of his hand, clinging to the Primordial Heavenly Dao's massive body like a leech, devouring the primordial violet qi.
"Idiot."
Mu Changqing ignored it, unleashing the Burial of the Heavens Bead to madly devour the primordial violet qi.
In just a moment, the Primordial Heavenly Dao's vast starry body weakened considerably, losing nearly fifty strands of primordial violet qi.
Blood splattered everywhere, rain of blood fell, and purple qi surged backward. No matter how it fled, it could not escape Mu Changqing.
In an instant, the Primordial Heavenly Dao had fled an immeasurable distance through space-time, transcended endless eons, and hid in a dark, unknown place.
It fled all the way, crossing billions of great realms and universes created.
Mu Changqing followed closely behind, destroying all obstacles with a raised hand, causing countless lives to perish, their numbers beyond calculation.
"No... no, I will die, how can I fall? I am Heaven, the true Heaven, an existence that is immortal and indestructible."
The Primordial Heavenly Dao roared in terror, feeling its consciousness gradually returning to chaos, its massive body weakening, and its primordial origin growing thinner.
It was afraid, terrified, because Heaven could truly be annihilated.
"Dying struggle."
Mu Changqing snorted coldly, his black hair scattered, fighting in a frenzy.
At this moment, the Primordial Heavenly Dao's aura suddenly returned to its peak. Its brilliant and blazing light was like the glory of an era's civilization reaching its zenith, a final resurgence.
The resplendent patterns of light shattered the order of all realms, sacrificed itself, and once again drew upon the gray high slope, reflecting the ultimate killing blow.
"Die, at worst, we'll perish together."
The Primordial Heavenly Dao turned, its body swelling infinitely, gathering the primordial chaos killing domain into its fist. The fist light pierced through eternal years, striking towards Mu Changqing.
"Perish together? You are not worthy."
Mu Changqing snorted coldly, gathering the image of the Burial of the Heavens Bead in his right hand, transforming his hand into a palm, obliterating the textures of heaven and earth, and erasing the eternal darkness as he struck.
At the moment of impact.
Creation returned to its origin.
Accompanied by a faint sound of fragmentation echoing in the dead silence of darkness, the Primordial Heavenly Dao looked in horror at its own immeasurably vast body, with terrifying cracks spreading all over.
All realms wailed, darkness was no longer eternal, and primordial flames that had burned for billions of ancient years flickered.
Faintly, reincarnation was shattering, eternity was falling, the blood-red sky collapsed, and endless anomalies reflected annihilation.
A strange mist enveloped this realm where darkness and light intertwined, and all things fell silent. Beings of the past, present, and future simultaneously felt a sense of sorrow flowing.
It was as if the Heaven above their heads had collapsed and fallen. Without Heaven, how could living beings survive in the world?
All beings, including karma and fate, could not glimpse that terrifying scene.
Yet, they all fell silent, their bodies trembling inexplicably, and an unprecedented sense of fear, despair, and sorrow arose in their hearts.
"How can I fall? I am Heaven, the true Heaven, the Heaven of all realms, the master of all creation. Without me, how can there be sentient beings...!"
The Primordial Heavenly Dao muttered in disbelief as its vast Dharma body gradually dissipated and its consciousness sank.
It was as if a once glorious and prosperous era had fallen from its peak into a bottomless abyss.
"Heaven created all, so what? My fate is mine, not Heaven's. Heaven creates destiny, only I establish it. All realms face this together, regardless of ancient, present, or future years. Even that gray primordial origin, in the unknown years before the primordial chaos, I could still be called invincible, burying all conscious beings."
Mu Changqing stood in the dark realm, his expression indifferent as he looked at the collapsing Primordial Heavenly Dao, his tone as domineering and confident as ever.
That invincible confidence would propel him to the true peak of all realms, standing at the summit, invincible in the world.
His hair flew in the wind, and Mu Changqing looked down upon all beings, like the master of all beings, disregarding all enemies.
Purple flames surged and rolled around him. All time and space, all realms trembled, feared, and bowed in submission.
That invincible aura was no longer confined to the present.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
A majestic sound, as if from the most ancient primordial times, resounded, and the Land of Banishment could no longer suppress or block Mu Changqing.
As Mu Changqing devoured all the primordial violet qi of the Primordial Heavenly Dao, its aura reached its peak, unknown.
The Gate of All Mysteries was shattered by Mu Changqing's unintentional aura, opening a path between the present world and the Land of Banishment.
That faint projection reflected the present world.
In the myriad realms of the present world, billions of living beings simultaneously looked up at the sky and saw Mu Changqing's figure.
At this moment, their memories suddenly paused for a moment.
Immediately after, the shield of fate and karma was shattered.
A name that all beings feared and dreaded reappeared, and that terrifying figure officially returned to the present world.
Zhang Fanchen, who was seated on the imperial throne, stood up in shock and looked at Yuan Datou, Wei Ji, Nalan Yong, Disaster, and other existences, disbelief flashing in his eyes.
"So, we were all shielded from heavenly secrets by the supreme beings, and our memories of Lord were erased."
"Lord is about to return. Everyone, join me, and on the Heavenly Court, respectfully welcome Lord's return to the present world."
Zhang Fanchen's body trembled with excitement, and infinite imperial might spread throughout the Heavenly Realm, with rolling Dao sounds echoing between heaven and earth.
The most ancient existences in the Heavenly Court were all awakening, breaking out of their seclusion, and standing respectfully above the Heavenly Court, their faces filled with awe, waiting for Mu Changqing's return to the present world.
Chaos Green Lotus broke out of seclusion, her delicate face showing astonishment. She looked up and saw the terrifying projection that suppressed eternal time.
"The Land of Banishment can no longer restrain you. All realms... invincible."
Chaos Green Lotus murmured, her figure descending to Zhang Fanchen's side, her chaotic aura concealing her true appearance as she respectfully awaited Mu Changqing's arrival.
She understood that the current Mu Changqing was fearless of anything unknown and was about to return.
And she had long since submitted to Mu Changqing, so she naturally dared not have any ulterior motives.
Human Ancestor, Demon Ancestor, and Spirit Ancestor gathered in one place, looking up at the faint projection that seemed to come from an unknown heaven and earth, at a loss for words for a moment.
"Everyone, he is about to return. The Land of Banishment has shattered, and the Primordial Heavenly Dao has fallen. We have no choice."
Spirit Ancestor spoke slowly, his face filled with solemnity.
This was the first time he had felt such dread towards someone.
Even facing the Primordial Heavenly Dao, he would not have felt this way, because the Primordial Heavenly Dao could at most suppress him, but not erase him.
But Mu Changqing was different; he had truly achieved the "Burial of the Heavens" and initiated the act of creation.
The aura emanating from him was so powerful that the Land of Banishment could not withstand it and projected into the present world.
He was an existence above karma and fate, an existence no less powerful than the Primordial Heavenly Dao.
Furthermore, Mu Changqing was still transforming, still reaching his ultimate sublimation.
His path continued, seemingly endless, as if it had no end.
"Let's go, he's about to return. We can't let him find us, or we will surely die."
Human Ancestor spoke, his tone equally grave.