The colossal heads of the three-headed beast, each larger than a great realm, turned towards Mu Changqing, their gazes momentarily faltering.
"Burial... Burial Emperor?"
The abyss beast spoke, its voice laced with disbelief.
Immediately, a palpable terror, visible even on its imposing form radiating with terrifying pressure, spread across the three-headed beast.
Mu Changqing's gaze was dismissive. "What are you yapping about?"
"Burial Emperor, this place is beyond your reach. Leave swiftly, or you will invite immense karmic retribution that you cannot bear," the three-headed beast proclaimed, its massive body still within the Abyss of Samsara.
Here, not even an innate being could harm him, let alone kill him, so he felt no fear.
"Whether I can bear it or not is none of your concern. Get lost."
Mu Changqing knew this three-headed beast was the guardian of the Ancient Land of Samsara, and that a Heavenly Dao existed behind it, making it impossible to eliminate outright. He also had no desire to waste energy on it.
The three-headed beast's obsidian pupils flashed with ferocity. "Burial Emperor, do not act rashly. If you destroy the Ancient Land of Samsara, the myriad realms will be affected, and the powers behind it will not spare you. You will become a target of universal condemnation."
Mu Changqing's brow twitched as he casually flicked his black sleeve.
Instantly, countless purple swords materialized in the dark sky above the entire Ancient Land of Samsara, shimmering with a bone-chilling purple glow. With a subtle movement of his finger, the myriad purple swords pierced through space and descended in a torrent, attacking the three-headed beast.
"Ahhh! Damnation, you dare attack me!"
The three-headed beast roared, employing grand techniques to resist. However, it was futile. It was instantly annihilated within the Abyss of Samsara.
Mu Changqing stood with his hands clasped behind his back, quietly observing the scene.
The next moment, the three-headed beast reappeared, indistinguishable from before. The only difference was the even greater dread in its star-sized pupils directed at Mu Changqing.
"The Abyss of Samsara cannot kill it? How boring." Mu Changqing had already surmised that this monster could not be easily killed. The previous attack was merely a test.
"From now on, when you see me, shut your foul mouth, or I will bury the entire Abyss of Samsara," Mu Changqing declared before vanishing into the darkness of the stars.
The three-headed beast could not sense the Son of Samsara or the Purple Samsara Lotus, as they were inherently part of Samsara, their bodies forming their own cycle of rebirth. He, on the other hand, had intentionally revealed his presence to test the monster. Now that it had sensed him, he found it uninteresting.
He then traversed infinite space in a single step, arriving in the cosmic expanse of the dark stars. This place seemed to oppose the myriad realms, with the realms as yang and this place as yin. A strange, malevolent, and ominous aura enveloped everything. On some stars, colossal soul bodies lay prostrate – Vermilion Birds, True Dragons, Golden-Winged Great Rocs, nameless worms stretching for billions of miles, primordial divine apes… Their souls were so vast they used great realms as beds and the dark cosmos as blankets. These souls were in a peculiar state, appearing to be asleep or dead, existing within this cold, dark stellar world.
"Terrifying beasts from various ancient eras?" Mu Changqing murmured, his gaze crossing space to land on one particular star. There, the Son of Samsara was awakening, reborn according to his Samsara imprint.
"Heh!" Mu Changqing let out a cold laugh and appeared before the Samsara cocoon. He stood there, quietly watching as the cocoon cracked open.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the Son of Samsara, cursing all the way, emerged from the Samsara cocoon. "Damn it, a lunatic! Fortunately, I cultivated the Samsara imprint and can instantly be reborn, returning to my peak. What a shame, this Samsara imprint cost me ten thousand years of effort. That damned lunatic."
He cursed, then froze as he tore open the cocoon, his face contorted in fear as he saw the black-robed figure he least wished to encounter standing before him.
"Not bad. To escape from my grasp in the peak Immortal King realm, you are the first." Mu Changqing's purple eyes looked down at the Son of Samsara, his expression indifferent, laced with disdain for all beings.
"No... You can't kill me. My master is a supreme innate being. If you attack me, he will surely..." the Son of Samsara screamed in terror. He had only cultivated one Samsara imprint. If this body perished again, it would be a true demise.
However, before the Son of Samsara could finish, Mu Changqing lightly flicked his sleeve. A strand of purple flame enveloped the Son of Samsara's body, stripping away the primal violet qi within him. That was food for Yin Yin's evolution, after all, and it wouldn't be wasted.
Just then, a strange ripple emanated from the dim, dark sky. From the unfathomable depths of the dark cosmic expanse, a faint purple radiance shone forth. An extremely dense Samsara dao rhyme swept through the dark cosmos, attempting to impede Mu Changqing's actions.
Mu Changqing turned, his power shattering the rippling wave, his body enveloped by the purple Netherflame. His purple eyes blazed with an ethereal glow as he calmly met the gaze from the boundless depths.
"Burial Emperor, you have actually revived? However, even if you have awakened from your slumber, you cannot reach into my domain. You... have gone too far!" A majestic voice resonated, and an indescribable oppressive aura permeated the dark cosmos. Within the darkness, countless slumbering behemoths trembled instinctively, filled with fear and dread, as if the end of the world, the termination of the dark stars, had arrived.
"And if I have gone too far?" Mu Changqing's will stirred. The Son of Samsara completely lost his life force, his primal violet qi stripped and refined. He then left the withered, dark star, floating in the boundless dark cosmos. His posture was magnificent, his robes rustling. His hair danced, harboring purple stars. His eyes were calm, but they held a gaze transcending post-celestial beings, unswayed by the ceaseless changes of all things.
"Heh, very good, very good. Burial Emperor, you are a variable, and also a transcendent. Then let me see if you are qualified to speak to me in such a manner." As he spoke, light erupted from the boundless dark cosmos, blindingly brilliant. Wherever the light passed, a minor samsara automatically evolved. Terrifying soul bodies were affected and instantly annihilated. From the infinite depths, a hazy figure strode out. Its form towered over heaven and earth. The entire dark cosmos seemed unable to bear its colossal presence. Every movement was the supreme rule of Samsara. Behind it, a vibrant, seductive purple lotus swayed. In the center of its stamen, an ultimate Samsara was evolving. It was a truly complete Samsara, though not as vast as the Ancient Land of Samsara, it could still accommodate the samsara of a being from the myriad realms. The Purple Samsara Lotus halted its steps, confronting Mu Changqing in the dark cosmos from afar. The distance between them felt like a mere ten thousand zhang, yet it also felt like an infinite expanse of time and space.
"Purple Samsara Lotus, you have indeed reached the third level, becoming an innate being of the 'Sky Curtain Guardian' caliber." Mu Changqing spoke calmly, his aura beginning to surge. In an instant, he reached his peak. Under the influence of this supreme rule, the anomaly behind Mu Changqing spontaneously appeared. It was a scroll, unfurling slowly. Within the scroll were scenes of Immortal Emperors bleeding in the heavens and earth, the terrifying sight of the primordial ancient realms shattering, the boundless judgment descending from the Heavenly Dao, and the peerless act of battling innate beings alone.