448: That is... the Dao!

A moment later.

The Enchanting Man opened his eyes.

His gaze shifted.

Looking towards the direction of Great Yu Dao.

There.

Was where Mingling Peak, where Tianwen Tower was located.

"The aura of heavenly fortune/destiny... Hehe... It's mine..."

The Black-Robed Enchanting Man's eyes held a strange light.

Revealing a hint of anticipation.

As long as he obtained that wisp of aura.

This world would no longer be able to trap him.

By then... a hint of ruthlessness appeared in the Black-Robed Enchanting Man's eyes.

As a supreme expert.

He had ultimately ended up being suppressed and sealed for such a long time.

When he broke free.

It would be the day the world overturned.

No one in this realm would survive!

The Black-Robed Enchanting Man withdrew his gaze.

He looked at the five giant mountains silently towering into the sky behind him.

Boom!

His figure exploded into black, scattering.

Disappearing into the Black Forest Forbidden Zone... "Now?"

In Qinan Dao, on an unnamed small mountain.

The four peak experts of this realm were all startled by the words of the white-haired old man.

"Old Imperial Master, that is Tianwen..."

The old man with a wine gourd hanging from his waist couldn't help but say.

He had truly felt the power of the Lord of Tianwen Tower.

Even if they were genuinely going to make a move against him.

They should set a trap.

And prepare thoroughly before doing so.

"We can't wait any longer."

"The Lord of Tianwen Tower has issued the Tianwen Order many times before, collecting some Materials that none of us recognize."

"Although this Old Imperial Master doesn't know this person's purpose, for him to act with such a grand display, he must have an unspeakable secret."

"If he succeeds, we will have no more opportunities."

The Old Imperial Master's expression was solemn.

In these past five years, although he had never appeared, nor had he issued any edicts.

Allowing Tianwen Tower to run rampant in the world.

It was merely for the sake of endurance, and even more so, for waiting.

Thinking of the previous Imperial Lord who had taken his place to guard the Imperial City and had quietly achieved a Breakthrough to the Great Grandmaster realm over a month ago.

The Old Imperial Master's heart hardened.

Since he was already beyond help.

But the foundation he had laid must endure forever.

Otherwise, why would he take such a risky move?

Fortunately, these people were not easy to deal with.

No one truly wanted to be forever suppressed by a Lord of Tianwen Tower.

"If this Old Imperial Master's prediction is not wrong, in a few more days, this person's plan will probably be completed."

"By then, we will have no opportunities left."

"Everyone, think clearly, this is the last chance."

The Old Imperial Master spoke with conviction.

The other four remained silent.

The Old Imperial Master, however, was confident.

Whether the facts were as he said was not important.

What these people in front of him wanted was merely an excuse to convince themselves to take a risk.

Now, he had already placed this excuse before them.

They would surely agree.

"Alright, on this journey, we shall slay Tianwen!"

The King of Jiangnan's expression was cold and resolute, his words overbearing.

Just like the Overlord's Blade he cultivated.

"Then let's go on this journey."

"..."

The four Great Grandmasters quickly reached a consensus.

Five figures quietly disappeared.

Heading towards Great Yu Dao... The Old Imperial Master had guessed correctly and yet incorrectly.

The young grey-robed Cultivator on Mingling Peak at this moment indeed had no time to deal with them.

But the plan the Old Imperial Master spoke of was not for a few more days.

Rather, it was now, that it had already been completed.

This was what truly captured Zhou Tailai's attention.

At the peak of Mingling Peak.

The young grey-robed figure, wearing a scholar's cap, had many expectations hidden within his star-like eyes.

Before him.

A colossal five-story divine altar stood silently.

Upon it.

Mysterious snake patterns were spread all over.

A mysterious, ancient, and powerful aura filled the hearts of the two young figures standing behind the grey-robed young man.

"Is this what the Lord has forged over five years?"

"I wonder what earth-shattering power it will possess..."

Jiang Xingyun and Jiang Liushui exchanged glances.

Their hearts were shocked.

These were not any patterns they had ever seen or could comprehend.

Just a glance.

They found it inexplicably profound.

Not like something from the mortal world.

"Could it be that the Lord is an Immortal descended from the heavens?"

Jiang Liushui, with a shocked little face, murmured unconsciously.

In front.

The young grey-robed Cultivator felt a mix of anticipation and apprehension.

"The Ancestral God Altar is only truly completed today."

"Old Ancestor, please, you must hear your unworthy descendant's plea for help..."

Zhou Tailai prayed in his heart.

He knew.

His Old Ancestor often slumbered.

Unless a major event occurred.

The Old Ancestor would not easily appear.

"Whew~"

Zhou Tailai let out a long breath.

He composed himself, taking one step at a time, slowly and solemnly.

As if on a pilgrimage.

Step by step, he ascended the stairs.

Time slowly passed.

Finally.

Zhou Tailai's figure reached the top of the tall divine altar.

Arriving at the center.

Zhou Tailai looked around.

He took out three specially made ancient incense sticks.

He lit them, bowed respectfully, and the smoke slowly diffused into the Void Realm.

Then.

Zhou Tailai came to the center.

He sat down cross-legged.

Calm and solemn.

"With my Bloodline, I form a bridge."

"Connecting to the other shore, manifesting divine creation."

"Unworthy descendant Zhou Tailai respectfully invites the Old Ancestor to cast his gaze..."

"Unworthy descendant..."

"..."

He respectfully recited it three times in his heart.

A dagger Magical Artifact appeared in Zhou Tailai's hand.

With a light slash.

Blood dripped.

Falling into the tall divine altar beneath him.

Buzz~

A mysterious and profound fluctuation burst forth from the divine altar.

A hidden connection, unseen by Zhou Tailai in the Void Realm, gradually extended to the infinitely distant reaches.

"Hoo~"

Having completed all this.

Zhou Tailai felt a slight release in his heart.

He was about to wait quietly.

But suddenly, his mind trembled.

"Junior!"

An indescribable sense of oppression suddenly entered Zhou Tailai's mind.

Zhou Tailai was greatly alarmed.

He looked outwards.

Only to see outside Mingling Peak.

Streaks of black Qi appeared out of thin air.

Transforming into an enchanting Black-Robed Man.

Carrying a certain aura that Zhou Tailai found hard to comprehend.

"When did such a person appear in the Qianling Dynasty..."

Zhou Tailai's heart was shocked.

He could not see through this Black-Robed Enchanting Man.

"Hahahahaha..."

"It truly is the aura of heavenly fortune/destiny!"

"Junior, This Lord shall take your heavenly fortune/destiny!"

The Black-Robed Enchanting Man was overjoyed.

"Heavenly Fortune Heavenly Venerable, your heavenly fortune/destiny is mine..."

The Black-Robed Enchanting Man felt exhilarated.

He reached out and pressed towards the young man on the strange altar.

A sense of crisis wildly warned Zhou Tailai's heart.

But no matter how he mobilized all his magical power.

He still couldn't move.

"Old Ancestor..."

Zhou Tailai cried out in his heart.

At this moment, only his Old Ancestor could save him.

Boom!

Just at this moment.

In an infinitely distant place.

From within a winding, long river.

A Giant Black Beast lightly swayed, uttering true words.

"Come."

Boom!

Qianling Dynasty.

Above the boundless high heavens.

A gigantic, winding, coiling black phantom condensed out of thin air.

The phantom opened its eyes.

Above the Qianling Dynasty.

Three great suns illuminated the world.

Heaven and earth fell silent for it.

Great Yu Dao.

Outside Mingling Peak.

The five figures rushing in abruptly stopped, uncontrollably.

The white-haired old man at the head struggled to look up.

A vast and immeasurable phantom, seemingly taller and wider than the sky, filled his heart.

"I saw it..."

"That is... Dao!"

"That is Dao!"

The white-haired old man's face trembled wildly, as if endless Profound Truths emerged from that phantom, imprinted in his heart.

The old man's eyes grew brighter and more fervent, and his aura surged dramatically.

"Dao..."

Boom!

Under the utterly horrified gazes of the four Great Grandmasters.

The Old Imperial Master's eyes were fanatical, and his body exploded with a bang.

Shattering into dust, turning into a blood mist.

Only a chessboard, stained with some blood, floated down from the blood mist.

The bloodstains vaguely condensed into a snake-like character for Dao, seeping into the chessboard.

As if containing endless great Dao true intent.

"Audacious Junior, This Lord..."

"Perish!"