Chapter 494: Chapter 130 The Great Dao
Buzz!
The entire Wuji Immortal Realm trembled. A magnificent and surging energy, like a series of waves, crashed into this world.
This astonishing energy even shook the Wuji Immortal Realm. The sky shattered, the earth collapsed, and cracks filled the space. Even the spatial enchantments laid down by immortal arts showed signs of irreversible collapse.
However, these were merely the initial ripples, like a prelude to a world-ending flood, with more terrifying will to come.
“What is happening, Immortal Venerable!” Crow Old Dao asked in terror. “Wasn’t the ninth heavenly tribulation the end? Shouldn’t Young Master Ye have become a True Immortal by now? Why hasn’t the calamity ended!”
Mo Baizhi’s body trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She found it hard to accept the reality.
Whether it was this world of Qixia Isle or other universes, within the Myriad Worlds, the greatest number of heavenly tribulations a Cult would face was nine. This was an inviolable iron rule that even the Heavenly Dao had to strictly adhere to.
The Heavenly Dao was not the ultimate will; it was the order that maintained the stable operation of a world, the guardian of rules, not their maker.
“Could it be…”
Mo Baizhi muttered in a low voice, her eyes filled with despair.
Boom!
The Wuji Immortal Realm completely collapsed and returned to Qixia Isle.
The sky above Qixia Isle disintegrated. The vast expanse was like parchment, crushed and shredded, scattering into the Star Domain.
In that starry sky, the billions of beings on Qixia Isle heard thunderous roars from the ancient primordial era, engulfing the small star.
It was the first ray of light in the dark universe, the true ruler of the Myriad Worlds, the eternally unyielding will—
The Great Dao!
A bolt of pitch-black lightning flashed from the depths of the universe, instantly destroying millions of stars. The calamity transformed into the Great Dao turned those Star Domains into stardust.
Stars retreated from the will of the Great Dao. The black lightning tribulation shattered countless paths of galaxies, traversing countless light-years, heading straight for Qixia Isle.
“Impossible, it’s impossible…” Mo Baizhi said incredulously. “Changsheng was merely undergoing tribulation crossing, why would it alarm the Great Dao?”
If a Cult could successfully cross the Heavenly Dao tribulation, they would gain the recognition of that world’s Heavenly Dao, shatter the void, leave that world, and gain the qualification to travel the Myriad Worlds.
However, becoming an Immortal did not mean absolute freedom. Above Immortals, there were higher realms.
Cultivators pursued the Great Dao, drawing power from it, and were also bound by it.
As the saying goes, “My fate is mine to control, not Heaven’s.”
While obtaining the power of the Great Dao, cultivators also resisted it deep within their hearts, swimming against the current of the Great Dao, striving to control their own destiny, to achieve eternal freedom, and to confront the Great Dao with their own Dao. This was the ultimate goal of countless Immortals, a lifelong struggle, knowing it to be impossible yet pursuing it.
For millions of years, countless Immortals had failed in their contest with the Great Dao, ultimately perishing and leaving the Myriad Worlds. The Dao they comprehended in their lives would then merge into the Great Dao, becoming its energy, returning to become a part of it.
The Great Dao was the will of the universe, the truth of the Myriad Worlds, the ultimate will!
The Great Dao was irreversible; this was an eternal, unchanging rule.
At this moment, the Great Dao manifested its avatar, stepping on the river of stars, descending upon Qixia Isle.
A world was laughably insignificant before the Great Dao, like a speck of dust in the palm of a god or Buddha, with just a gentle flick, it could vanish from existence among billions of stars forever.
“Ah… Ah!!”
Crow Old Dao prostrated himself; his Dao heart had shattered.
Not only him, but all living beings on Qixia Isle felt a primal fear etched into their life instincts, and they prostrated themselves.
However, the Great Dao’s target was not the world of Qixia Isle, but the youth located there.
Ye Changsheng raised his head, feeling a chilling malice. At this moment, he understood that the Great Dao intended to obliterate him. This would be a calamity surpassing the ninth heavenly tribulation.
The Great Dao did not permit Ye Changsheng to become a True Immortal. It even broke the iron rule of the Myriad Worlds, manifesting an avatar as a calamity, becoming the tenth tribulation—the Great Dao Tribulation.
The river of time and space boiled. Countless beings looked up at the sky and witnessed the same scene, an unprecedented spectacle.
From grasshoppers in the vegetation, to cultivators who had just embarked on the path of cultivation, to Immortals who had already attained ascension, or even Saints and True Immortals whose great reputations shook the heavens, they all saw the youth standing alone against the calamity descended by the Great Dao.
“My past life was truly extraordinary. What did I do in the Myriad Worlds to make the Great Dao want to obliterate me?” Ye Changsheng said with a wry smile.
He recalled the final scene of his previous life, a destructive will that sought to annihilate him into the void. Now he understood that that will was the Great Dao.
In his previous life, Qi Zhen had no choice but to use the Xuanpin Samsara Cultivation to dissolve his entire cultivation and life essence, completely reshaping his body and erasing all memories, making the existence of Qi Zhen disappear, so that he could be reborn as Ye Changsheng.
Last time, the Great Dao had let Qi Zhen succeed, and he had narrowly survived. But this lifetime, it would not give Ye Changsheng any chances. It had personally descended here solely to intercept and kill him.
The will of the Great Dao began to unleash its calamity. The void above Ye Changsheng collapsed, and an endless stream of black light poured down, extinguishing stars and reducing the sun to nothing in this cataclysmic tribulation.
Ye Changsheng roared defiantly, using his body to resist the heavens, like the ancient legendary Saints who created the world. His heart pounded like thunder. His body ignited, his golden saint blood transforming into flames, wanting to become the sole shining star amidst the darkness.
Within the black stream of light lay countless Daos accumulated over millions and billions of years. Each stream of light possessed the power of laws. Facing billions of laws, the flames on Ye Changsheng’s body began to flicker, like a faint firefly on a stormy night.
The black stream of light descended like a waterfall, engulfing Ye Changsheng’s body.
His body was bent, his Spiritual Sea was devoured by the black stream of light, his golden saint power fell silent, the spring of divine power that supplied him was sealed, and the mysterious Ancient Sword sank to the seabed, becoming lifeless.
“…Ah!!”
Ye Changsheng’s vision went black. His body felt as if it had lost control, and he began to fall, disintegrating, his golden blood staining his body. His Life Origin was being gnawed and consumed as if by a swarm of ants; he was dying.
This time, the Great Dao intended to completely erase all traces of Ye Changsheng’s existence, even resorting to such methods to eliminate the Dao intent that had truly formed within him.
“It’s over, it’s all over…” Crow Old Dao said sadly. “All beings born between heaven and earth cannot defy the will of the Great Dao. We are merely beings living under the rules set by the Great Dao.”
“Ah… Ugh!!”
Ye Changsheng felt as if he were dying. His Spiritual Sea was incredibly cold, his limbs had lost all strength, and his vision was blurred.
Just as Crow Old Dao had said, the powerful beings of the Myriad Worlds watching this scene could not help but sigh. They marveled at Ye Changsheng’s exceptionally rare opportunity, to be able to resist the Great Dao with the power of a Void Comprehension Realm cultivator using an ultimate inheritance without immediately perishing. At the same time, they lamented that such a heaven-sent prodigy was to perish before he could even mature.
Mo Baizhi closed her eyes. She recalled the past. In pursuit of her Master’s whereabouts, she became a True Immortal, constantly putting herself in danger, using the Heavenly Divine Calculation. All she learned was that her Master had once encountered a calamity and ultimately been reborn.
At that time, Mo Baizhi felt filled with regret. She regretted not becoming stronger faster, not going with her Master to the Myriad Worlds. She also hated her own weakness, her inability to help her Master.
Mo Baizhi indulged her Inner Demon and became the Evil Emperor Bai Qi. She entered the Star of the Demon, embarked on the Heavenly Road through life-threatening trials, obtained the inheritance of an Immortal Emperor, stepped into the Celestial Realm, defeated the Heavenly Dao, became the Evil Emperor, ruled Qixia Isle, built the Dragon-Phoenix Terrace, and ordered the sacrifice of a world. All this was to prevent repeating the past regret of being a helpless bystander.
From beginning to end, she had always loved that young man and was willing to give everything for him.
Mo Baizhi was once his disciple, and now, she was his Master, bearing a new responsibility.
“I will protect him.”
Mo Baizhi opened her eyes, a fierce determination burning within them. She used her movement technique, stepped into the air, and with a resolute stride, flew towards the Great Dao tribulation.
“Immortal Venerable, please return quickly! This is certain death!” Crow Old Dao pleaded. “The Great Dao is merciless!!”
But Mo Baizhi continued forward resolutely. Countless beings who witnessed this scene were shaken. They could not comprehend Mo Baizhi’s actions. A Celestial Realm cultivator’s resistance against the Great Dao was almost impossible. This act seemed incredibly foolish to them.
Mo Baizhi leaped forward, falling into the pitch-black waterfall of light. Innumerable laws struck her body. Any sorcery she cast was futile. Her delicate body was instantly covered in wounds. She couldn’t last even a second, her blood flowing like rain.
Ye Changsheng, whose consciousness was on the verge of fading, found a moment of respite. He felt bewildered and raised his head. What he saw made him freeze.
Mo Baizhi did not fall. Instead, she suspended herself above Ye Changsheng in a self-sacrificing manner, like an umbrella shielding him from a torrential downpour, using her flesh and blood to protect Ye Changsheng, ensuring that not a single speck of the black calamity fell upon him.
“Master?!” Ye Changsheng’s voice trembled.
“…”
“Master, stop!”
Ye Changsheng roared. He desperately wanted to stop Mo Baizhi, but his current state made it impossible. He could only watch this heart-wrenching scene unfold.
“Stop, I don’t need you to do this!”
Mo Baizhi remained silent. The light in her eyes gradually faded. Her Life Origin was rapidly depleting. She could no longer hear anyone’s voice. The blood in her body was almost entirely drained, falling like fine rain, dyeing the youth’s green robes crimson. Even in death, she would not retreat half a step.
“Little White, stop it!!!”
