88: Chapter 88 Am I a Heretic? The Incarnation of the Heavenly Dao Has Descended, Then I Will Make the Great Dao Cease to Exist

At this moment, within the Secret Realm, at the peak of Great Dao Mountain, Xie Wushang moved his hands in guidance, gathering countless powers of Law around his body.

Within his Sea of Consciousness, a Dao Law belonging to his own creation was condensed and formed by him.

"The Law... is formed..."

Once the Law was condensed into form, Xie Wushang's Primordial Spirit made a hand seal, and the Law mark merged into the center of his Primordial Spirit's brows.

At the same time, inside the disaster prison bead, his Natal Divine Soul also condensed the same Law and merged it into the center of its brows.

His Natal Divine Soul also gained a comprehension.

It was about to forge a new Dao.

With a single Breakthrough, a majestic Aura swept out from the Natal Divine Soul.

"The Ninth Realm..." The true body stepped into the Ninth Realm.

"The Twelfth Realm..." The Natal Divine Soul's gaze flickered as it stepped into the Twelfth Realm, becoming a Quasi-Emperor.

The true body and the Natal Divine Soul broke through together.

Right at this moment, ripples spread across the Void Realm above his head, and a spacetime passage manifested.

That was a gigantic passage shrouding the entire Secret Realm.

Looking up, it felt as though the heavens had shattered, leaving a colossal hole behind.

Inside that passage, clouds and mist churned.

Lightning flashed within, resembling the tribulation of the Three Thousand Daos. The tribulation was formed by the Dao Laws, and the terrifying might of the Heavenly Dao poured down.

"What has happened?"

"Such a terrifying Dao might!" Yu Buhou, Xu Dadao, and the others looked up with solemn expressions.

"It is the Young Lord! The Young Lord has broken through!" Jiang Xun looked up, his gaze flickering immediately as he spoke with a face full of excitement.

At this time, Jiang Mo was also shaken out of the heavenly ladder, and he looked up.

"The Young Lord is breaking through? Just how terrifying... would this Heavenly Tribulation be?" Jiang Mo muttered.

Last time Xie Wushang broke through and condensed his Primordial Spirit, the phenomenon he brought forth shocked the entire Jiang Clan.

At this moment, he was quite curious as to what level of Heavenly Tribulation the Young Lord would attract.

"This kind of Aura... doesn't look like the Heavenly Tribulation of the Ninth Realm!" Two quasi-Saints of the Jiang Clan muttered with solemn faces.

Their bodies were bent under the pressure of the Dao might, trembling incessantly, and their Souls seemed as if they could collapse at any moment.

At this moment, it was not just the Secret Realm of the Tree of Great Dao.

Cultivators throughout the entire Abyss of the Fallen Sun were suppressed by the terrifying Dao might to the point where they could not fly.

Woo!

In an instant, myriad beasts went into hibernation, lying prostrate and wailing.

Countless Cultivators were suppressed to the ground on their knees, some looking up.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, a man clad in purple-gold armor manifested in the tribulation clouds high up in the sky.

This man stood ten thousand zhang tall, as if supporting the heavenly dome. He held a giant purple-gold sword of Law in his hand, his gaze cold, stern, and majestic.

He looked down from above, locking onto Xie Wushang on Great Dao Mountain.

"A heretic... cannot be allowed to exist in this world." The giant wielded his sharp sword, and his majestic voice resounded.

This voice was ethereal.

Carrying a trace of Heavenly Dao might.

Like the judgment of the Dao, a single word spoken determined life and death.

The rolling soundwaves chilled the hearts of the Cultivators throughout the entire Secret Realm.

"Such a terrifying Aura..."

"What kind of existence is that?"

"How can a Heavenly Tribulation manifest into a human shape?" A Saint looked up.

They were well-read, yet they had never heard of such a phenomenon.

"Not good... It is the Heavenly Dao Avatar!" At the peak of Great Dao Mountain, within Xie Wushang's Sea of Consciousness, Emperor Jiuyang felt his heart turn solemn.

The nine suns behind him burned fiercely, as if facing a formidable enemy.

For so many years.

Even when he was besieged by the nine Calamity Sovereigns back in the past, he wasn't as nervous as he was right now.

There was more of a sense of helplessness.

Jiang Jiuyang could feel that the power of his Nine Suns Dao had actually stagnated, and the power of Law within it could not operate.

This was carrying the Dao of this realm.

His power...

All originated from the Dao of this world.

Now that the Heavenly Dao Avatar had appeared, it naturally produced a natural suppression against the Dao he had condensed.

Even, the Heavenly Dao Avatar did not deliberately target Jiang Jiuyang.

Under the Heavenly Dao, all are ants—truly nothing more than this.

"Oh mother, this little bird hasn't even gone out to see the colorful world outside yet, am I going to die like this?"

The Holy Spirit Bird trembled incessantly, its body collapsing limply into a puddle within Xie Wushang's Sea of Consciousness under the terrifying Heavenly Dao might.

"Heavenly Dao Avatar..." At this moment, Xie Wushang also felt an unprecedented crisis.

In his Sea of Consciousness, the Natal Divine Soul stood up, and black and white Qi rose from its body.

A powerful Divine Thought sank deep into Disaster Prison Space.

That was the Origin space of the inner world of disaster prison bead.

Inside was the most primitive Origin power.

It contained a Dao power so great that even he could not control it.

Now that Xie Wushang's Divine Sense entered it, with a thought, he almost unhesitatingly guided a wisp of Law from within.

Boom!

Instantly, right above Xie Wushang's head, a spacetime passage split open directly.

An incomparably terrifying power of Law surged into the sky from above his head, transforming into a black and white Sea of Realms.

Within the sea, a bead one million zhang in size manifested.

It was precisely the Dharma body manifested by disaster prison bead.

Although it was not the true form, countless Laws intertwined upon it, evolving wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.

Evolving destruction, spacetime, and countless Dao Laws.

Every single wisp possessed the ability to destroy the heavens and annihilate the earth.

At the same time, Xie Wushang's Natal Divine Soul manifested beneath this bead, standing a thousand meters tall with a head of grey hair dancing in the wind.

On every single strand of hair, a kind of Dao Law was evolving its own Dao phenomenon, with lightning flashing amidst them.

That Dao might was not inferior in the slightest to the Heavenly Dao Avatar high in the sky.

"Heavenly Dao... You... cannot destroy me yet... And if I strike with all my might, the Dao shall cease to exist in this world of yours."

He did not speak out loud.

Yet those words were transmitted into the ears of the Heavenly Dao Avatar.

"Go!"

Simultaneously, with a hand seal guided by him, the bead manifested above his head flew directly toward the Heavenly Dao Avatar high in the sky.

As the bead flew, countless light patterns of Laws intertwined upon it, resembling raging flames burning fiercely, ready to erupt with world-destroying power at any moment.

Wherever it passed, the Void Realm shattered inch by inch, and the Law lightning within flickered, splitting open ravines ten thousand meters long.

Above the Abyss of the Fallen Sun, one crack after another manifested out of thin air, resembling the arrival of doomsday.

Because the Secret Realm of the Tree of Great Dao was in another space, the Cultivators outside had no idea what was happening at all.

"An Emperor battle! It must be an Emperor battle taking place!" Wang Qiming and Wang Peng were scared out of their wits.

Countless Cultivators panicked and trembled incessantly, terrified of being caught in the aftermath of that terrifying magical power.

Even the Saints of the Ninth Realm were drenched in cold sweat.

Cultivators in the distance wanted to escape, but the Dao might pressed down on their heads, making it impossible even for Saint Kings to fly.

"Good heavens! Please don't let it affect us!" Countless powerhouses begged, able only to silently look up and pray.

"This is an Immortal Artifact?" High up in the sky, the eyes of the Heavenly Dao Avatar holding a sword within the tribulation clouds, thrusting toward the peak of Great Dao Mountain, suddenly constricted.

Within those indifferent eyes devoid of a shred of emotional color, a trace of human-like astonishment finally surfaced.

Followed by a trace of dread.

The sword he was thrusting down halted in mid-air.

At this time.

Within the hidden folded space of the Abyss of the Fallen Sun, inside the fragmentary sun, ancient powerhouses who had already fallen into slumber opened their eyes once more.

"No... Even an Immortal Artifact does not possess such mighty power! Just who on earth is this kid? Could he be the Reincarnation of some supreme mighty figure?"