"What do you wish to do?"
That icy voice resounded again.
At this moment, Mu Changqing was certain this was no hallucination, but a true sensation.
Through countless years of mental torment, he had endured.
Though numb, he had not completely gone mad, but retained a thread of reason.
Or perhaps, his current indifferent calmness was born from suppressing his inner frenzy after succumbing to madness.
Mu Changqing could not tell if he was still his former self, or a newly born madman.
"What do I wish to do? Kill you!"
Mu Changqing's hoarse voice emerged, and within the depths of his calm gaze, a frenzied intent was brewing, like a vast ocean waiting for a storm to sweep across heaven and earth.
"What do you wish to do?"
The icy voice echoed again, like a programmed command, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
Or perhaps, this was not a voice of external reality, but another self within Mu Changqing's heart questioning him.
Mu Changqing could not discern if the purple bead was influencing him, coaxing him to speak his true thoughts.
Or if he was inherently a madman, utterly and completely mad.
One that was merely masked by hypocrisy and obscured by family affection in the past.
"What do I wish to do? What do I wish to do, what do I wish to do. What do I wish to do!"
Mu Changqing frantically tore at his thick black hair, his roaring low growls becoming increasingly chilling, echoing in this void.
He incessantly questioned himself, as if interrogating himself.
"What do you wish to do?"
Suddenly, Mu Changqing ceased his frenzied actions, slowly stood up, and with unprecedented calmness in his gaze, looked towards the distant purple light.
"To become an eternal taboo, to slaughter all enemies under heaven. I wish for all beings in all realms to fear me, revere me, dread me. I wish for everything in this heaven and earth to fall under my control. I wish for this heaven to be annihilated. I wish to become the heaven of all realms, to govern the changes of all beings, to stand at the pinnacle of all beings, and to achieve unparalleled fame throughout the world."
His calm words, like ripples, spread towards the purple light.
Mu Changqing slowly extended his right hand, his tone indifferent and placid.
"Are you willing to lend me a hand?"
As his words fell, the purple light pierced the void and slowly descended into Mu Changqing's palm.
At this moment, the purple bead was no longer ordinary.
Within the purple bead, it was as if a fetus was gestating.
Or as if countless stars were flickering in and out of existence.
There, lay laws that transcended everything, and a path leading to invincibility.
Mu Changqing gently touched the purple bead, sensing that though it had not been completely refined,
they were as one, containing boundless power, power that transcended all.
"I wish to become the heaven of all realms. Then, this heaven above has no reason to exist. Do you agree?"
The purple bead, possessing a spirit, expressed an inexplicable sense of jubilant excitement.
A chilling smile flickered across Mu Changqing's calm face.
"Since that is the case, from this day forward, you shall be the Burial Heaven Bead. One day, I will achieve the name of invincible, and become the Emperor who buries all."
The purple light blazed, transforming into endless divine radiance, enshrouding Mu Changqing's tall frame.
A dao that transcended the mortal world appeared in this void.
Dao rhymes were infinite, dao methods were vast, and they poured madly into Mu Changqing's body.
The pain, which was billions of times more intense than the tearing of the soul, merely caused Mu Changqing to furrow his brow slightly, his expression unchanged for eternity.
An entirely new system emerged, a system belonging exclusively to the Burial Dao.
Contrasted with the current system.
Mu Changqing's aura rapidly ascended, and in a blink, he recovered to the Five Palace realm.
Then, he broke through the shackles of the Five Palace realm and entered the Six Extremes realm.
The Core Condensation realm.
The Soul Infant realm.
The Spirit Transformation realm.
The Integration realm.
The speed was too astonishing, shattering worldly common sense. In the blink of an eye, from nothing to something, he entered the Integration realm.
Mu Changqing felt it and stopped the rapidly ascending realm.
He understood that haste makes waste.
As he was now, with only superficial cultivation, he could not become invincible.
"How can the name of invincible be achieved without the blood of sentient beings bathing it? Slaughter is the path to enlightenment."
Mu Changqing's aura stabilized at the Integration realm.
The Burial Heaven Bead then entered his mind, ceaselessly nourishing his body.
With a mere thought, Mu Changqing's figure vanished from the void and reappeared in the room.
At this moment, Mu Changqing's aura was frigid, his expression indifferent.
In the real world, only a moment had passed.
Yet, Mu Changqing had spent countless years in the void.
He brushed his robe, and as his gaze opened and closed, his divine soul enveloped the area.
This was a remote small town, bustling with ordinary mortals.
Just then, Mu Changqing's brow twitched slightly.
A peculiar smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Not long after, Su Ling'er once again arrived outside the room and knocked on the door.
Knock, knock, knock!
"Young Master Mu?"
"Enter!"
Mu Changqing sat upright, his expression calm, watching Su Ling'er approach with a gentle smile.
She brought some food and placed it on the table, saying softly.
"Young Master Mu, please have something to eat."
Mu Changqing's gaze was as tranquil as a deep well, and he said calmly.
"Miss Su, you saved me, and I am deeply grateful. But have you ever heard my name?"
Su Ling'er was slightly taken aback, her gaze involuntarily darting away. She nervously toyed with the hem of her clothes and whispered.
"I... I do not know you, sir."
Mu Changqing nodded slightly and began to eat on his own.
The two remained in silence.
After a long while, Mu Changqing gently put down his chopsticks, wiping his mouth.
He looked up at Su Ling'er.
"You are a mortal, and you know that in this world, without cultivation, one will ultimately be unable to turn things around and will be nothing more than an ant. I can understand."
"What do you mean, Young Master?"
Su Ling'er lowered her head and asked softly.
Mu Changqing said no more, shaking his head to signal Su Ling'er to leave.
He, on the other hand, waited with a calm gaze.
An hour later, in this quiet town, dozens of terrifying figures descended like gods from heaven.
The one leading them wore ornate robes, his face stern.
"Is the news accurate?"
"Holy Son, absolutely accurate. For thousands of miles around, we have offered opportunities for cultivation. How could these foolish mortals refuse?"
"Hmm, let's go. It's time I properly met my good brother. This Holy Son wants to ask him, how could he bring himself to slaughter the relatives who raised him."
As he spoke, the man's eyes blazed, and his aura surged like a vast ocean, causing the expressions of those around him to change slightly, filling them with awe.
Not long after, a group of people arrived at Su Ling'er's family courtyard.
Led by Su Ling'er's parents, they arrived outside the room where Mu Changqing was.
Su Ling'er, however, secretly followed behind. Though her expression showed a hint of reluctance, she did not warn Mu Changqing.
Seeking the path of cultivation and changing one's destiny was something every mortal pursued.
She, Su Ling'er, though a woman, was no exception.
Mu Changqing had been waiting silently. Only when Tang Si and his entourage arrived did he slowly raise his head, meeting Tang Si's gaze through the door.
"You've arrived? Today, your and my grievances will be settled. All lingering attachments to the past will be consigned to eternal silence."
Mu Changqing slowly stood up, his expression serene, and pushed open the door, looking indifferently at the dozens of figures in the courtyard.