In the Dao Ancestor's secret realm.
The Dao Ancestor raised his head helplessly, sighed, full of resignation.
"How could that thing be provoked? Emperor Burial, Emperor Burial, what have you been doing in just one day? Do you have nothing better to do than touch the forbidden?"
The Dao Ancestor was very troubled. He knew of the Primordial Era.
But that was a forbidden, inauspicious, and bizarre era.
He was not ready yet, and he did not want to face that era.
...
Heavenly Court.
Mu Changqing sighed and then glanced at the Heavenly Court.
The Heavenly Emperor and other cultivators retreated in terror, especially the Heavenly Emperor.
At this moment, his face was filled with dread. His fallback, his backing, seemed ineffective against Mu Changqing, possessing no deterrent whatsoever.
Mu Changqing turned around, his expression calm.
The Heavenly Emperor suppressed his fear and swallowed.
"Lord Emperor Burial, even if you destroy the Heavenly Court, even if you destroy me, the Heavenly Court will still exist, and a new Heavenly Emperor will appear. The innate supreme beings will not allow the Heavenly Realm, the place with the most prosperous destiny, to become a mere decoration. Why go to such lengths?"
"There is some truth to that."
Mu Changqing nodded in agreement, his true thoughts unknown to anyone.
He turned and walked away slowly from the immortal road.
The cultivators breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, Mu Changqing stopped, turned around again, and a strange smile appeared on his face.
"But why should I let the Heavenly Court become a decoration?"
The Heavenly Emperor froze, not reacting for a moment.
The next instant, an aura of death enveloped the Heavenly Emperor.
No matter how he struggled, billions of threads of purple flame descended from the nine heavens, rapidly traversing the entire Heavenly Realm.
All hidden cultivators, heavenly soldiers, and Immortal Kings instantly turned into nothingness.
"Ahhh! No, I am not reconciled! Why do you want to kill me?"
The Heavenly Emperor's quasi-Immortal Emperor radiance surged around him, but it was useless.
Under the suppression of supreme power, even as the Immortal Emperor of the Heavenly Court, he could not escape the fate of being erased.
Afterward, Mu Changqing sealed the Primordial Violet Qi within the Heavenly Emperor's body and took it into his spatial world.
"Life is truly fragile,"
Mu Changqing sighed.
The entire immortal city, countless powerful cultivators of the Heavenly Court, thus vanished into nothingness, ceasing to exist in ancient history.
Shaking his head, Mu Changqing's eyes emitted a faint purple glow, penetrating space, and fell upon Zhang Fanchen and Yuan Datou, who were fleeing.
"Come back!"
Mu Changqing said lightly.
The two who were fleeing froze, their bodies instantly lost control, and they flew backward wildly.
"Damn it, I can't move."
"Stop talking, it must be the master summoning us, don't resist."
Compared to Yuan Datou's panic, Zhang Fanchen was much calmer, though the thought of facing Mu Changqing directly made him uneasy.
Before, he had not known Mu Changqing's true identity, so while they were apprehensive, they were not afraid to face him.
Now, knowing Mu Changqing's true identity, they lacked the courage to even face him.
In a breath, the two appeared at the gate of the Heavenly Court.
Before them stood Mu Changqing, clad in a black robe, with a faint smile on his face.
"M-master, long time no see, I've missed you so much."
Yuan Datou's eyes rolled, and he forced out a few tears, wailing dramatically.
Zhang Fanchen bowed respectfully. He could naturally guess that Mu Changqing had brought them back for a reason.
He stepped back and secretly observed his surroundings. Upon seeing the utter silence, his heart began to tremble with fear.
The hegemonic forces of the myriad heavens had been destroyed with a word.
Such overbearing and insane actions, who would not fear?
Mu Changqing kicked Yuan Datou away with disdain, a strange smile on his face.
"Miss me? Then why were you running?"
Yuan Datou scratched his bald head and gave an awkward laugh, not daring to say more.
He feared that Mu Changqing would be displeased and stomp him to death.
"Heh!"
Mu Changqing chuckled lightly, not minding their attempt to flee.
The world respected and feared him; this was the norm.
Even innate beings were deeply wary.
For a mere two peak True Immortals to not be afraid would indeed be strange.
"Zhang Fanchen, do you know who you are?"
Mu Changqing asked calmly, his expression deep and tranquil.
Zhang Fanchen blinked slightly, looking at Mu Changqing with some confusion.
He was himself; who else could he be?
"What do you mean, Master?"
Zhang Fanchen asked blankly, while Yuan Datou also showed a curious expression, looking on with anticipation, like watching a show.
Mu Changqing did not rush to answer but looked up at the endless starry sky, his purple eyes seeming to pierce through all illusions and gaze directly at the truth.
Wherever his gaze fell, it was his domain.
"Who do you think is the most powerful force in the world?"
Zhang Fanchen was still confused, looking at Mu Changqing's majestic back, not understanding.
Yuan Datou, however, was very proactive, raising his hand and quickly shouting.
"Of course, it's Master. Where Master is, that is supreme."
Bang!
Mu Changqing's forehead veins bulged, and he kicked Yuan Datou away, sending him crashing into the Heavenly Court, smashing a large area of buildings.
"If you interrupt again, I will throw you into the temporal prison and suppress you for a million years."
Mu Changqing said coldly.
Yuan Datou crawled out of the ruins, rubbing his shiny bald head with a wronged expression. He quickly trotted over and stood respectfully to the side, not daring to speak.
Zhang Fanchen glanced at Yuan Datou with a helpless expression. This guy was simply foul-mouthed, and his actions were also base.
After pondering for a moment, Zhang Fanchen looked up and replied.
"What Master implies is that there are even more terrifying beings beyond the heavens, beings far more terrifying than the Heavenly Court?"
Mu Changqing showed a look of appreciation and nodded slightly.
"Before the heavens and earth were formed, beings were gestated in the primordial chaos. They were born supreme, and with a single thought, they could decide the life and death of all heavens and myriad realms."
"They call themselves innate beings, distinct from the beings of the heavens and myriad realms."
"No matter how powerful you are, you are merely pawns in their game, do you understand?"
Zhang Fanchen looked up in shock. He could naturally understand, but it was hard to believe.
Yuan Datou was also shocked, appearing as if he wanted to speak but stopped, clearly about to say something inappropriate again.
Mu Changqing glanced at him, and Yuan Datou immediately stopped his small movements, not daring to utter a word.
Mu Changqing continued.
"And you, you are the pawn chosen by an innate being. All the tragic experiences of your youth were arranged by someone. Therefore, I am now giving you an opportunity to break free from your restraints. Do you accept?"
Zhang Fanchen was once again shocked, a look of disbelief flashing across his face.
He wanted to say something, but words failed him.
Recalling his childhood experiences, Zhang Fanchen trembled all over.
Those were memories he did not wish to revisit: without parents, reviled by others, wandering since childhood, enduring constant humiliation...!
A series of memories flashed by, and his face became fierce. He clenched his fists tightly, his sharp nails digging into his flesh, oblivious to the blood that dripped.
After a long while, Zhang Fanchen looked up again, his gaze serious as he looked at Mu Changqing.
"Are you also an innate being, Master?"
"Don't you already know my identity?"
Zhang Fanchen seemed to realize something. How could Mu Changqing, the taboo of the Emperor's Fall, be an innate being?
A hint of hesitation appeared on his face. Mu Changqing naturally understood his dilemma.
He then spoke again.
"Rest assured, I, as I am now, fear no innate beings, fear nothing. Only others fear me, revere me."
As he spoke, Mu Changqing exuded invincible confidence. His dense black hair and black robe billowed in the wind, his bearing peerless, and his aura domineering.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Fanchen heavily knelt to the ground with a thud. After kowtowing three times, his eyes were filled with a resolute glint, like cold iron.
"I beg Master to help me."