521: This life is accomplished

Ying Wuzhan stood in the shattered Chaos Void, his gaze like lightning, sweeping in all directions.

The Fangtian Halberd in his hand vibrated, its blade erupting with a cold light that annihilated the Myriad Daos, completely plowing through the remaining Star Domain within tens of thousands of light-years!

"Rumble—"

Chaos surged backward, and space-time was overturned.

The floating fragments of stars, the lingering Golden Flame embers, and even the twisted Void rifts were all completely annihilated by this single halberd strike.

Ying Wuzhan acted with extreme caution; even though the Lord of Golden Flames's Clone was destroyed, he still wanted to ensure no contingencies were left behind.

"Go."

After confirming everything, Ying Wuzhan waved his large hand, tearing through the Void with the injured group, and returned to Main City Number One.

Meanwhile—

Outside Tianyang Pass, deep within the endless darkness.

A boundless golden sea of flames suddenly boiled, its waves rising hundreds of thousands of feet high, completely dispelling the surrounding darkness.

In the center of the sea of flames, on a throne constructed from Eternal Golden Flames, a towering figure suddenly stood up!

"Ying! Wu! Zhan!!!"

The Lord of Golden Flames's roar shook all the heavens, and wherever the sound waves passed, space within hundreds of thousands of light-years shattered like glass.

Several ancient Star Domains in the distance directly collapsed under this roar, turning into nothingness.

In the more distant Void Realm, several indistinct existences frowned simultaneously.

"Golden Flame's plan... failed," a figure shrouded in gray mist whispered.

"The Human Race is indeed still so troublesome," another existence with twelve wings on his back snorted coldly.

"No matter," the Black Crystal Blood Flame Clan's Old Ancestor said disdainfully, "I knew he wasn't up to much!"

The Lord of Golden Flames seemed to sense something, suddenly turning his head to look into the depths of the Void Realm, his golden flames surging in his eyes: "You all..."

But the next moment, he slowly sat back on the throne, only a hint of profound calculation flashed in his burning eyes.

"After a hundred epochs... I will personally descend!"

As he spoke, the entire golden sea of flames abruptly contracted, transforming into a burning cocoon that completely enveloped his true body.

He lost a Clone in this battle and needed to recover as quickly as possible.

On the Chaos Sea, the Void Realm rippled slightly.

After Ying Wuzhan and the others' aura completely dissipated, Xu Qing's figure slowly emerged from the nothingness.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his robes still stained with the chaotic embers from the edge of the battlefield, and in his eyes, Myriad Daos seemed to flow.

This thousand years of observation, he had witnessed too much—

Ying Wuzhan's peerless demeanor of three lives shining together, the Lord of Golden Flames's power as a Half-step Transcendent burning all Myriad Daos, the mysterious changes of the Universal Star-Fighting Array... every scene was a manifestation of the Great Dao, and every battle was a concretization of the Origin of Dao Arts.

"Three-Life body..."

Xu Qing murmured, a wisp of Chaos Qi appearing on his fingertip, which instantly evolved into three different forms: past, present, and future.

Although it was only a prototype, he had already grasped its essence.

Especially Ying Wuzhan's final strike, where he merged with his present Life body, allowed Xu Qing to completely comprehend the key.

"The Second Step Realm, only contend for the present Life."

Xu Qing murmured, he raised his eyes to look into the distance, his gaze piercing through the endless Chaos.

The next moment, his figure vanished like smoke, leaving only a wisp of Chaos Dao rhyme swirling in place, lingering for a long time.

Within the Qiankun Dao World, time flowed for hundreds of thousands of years.

At the Peak of Ancestor Mountain, Xu Qing maintained a single posture.

His Daoist robe was covered in dust, and cobwebs grew in his hair, like an ancient, ever-present stone statue.

Only the cluster of chaotic halo suspended three inches above his head proved that this was an earth-shattering seclusion.

On this day, the Dao Realm suddenly trembled.

"Whoosh—"

The World Tree's branches and leaves moved without wind, each leaf reflecting the myriad states of sentient beings.

Farmers tilling, Cultivators fighting, emperors reviewing memorials, toddlers learning to walk... countless scenes converged into a torrent, pouring into the halo above Xu Qing's head.

"Sentient beings as the soul, Dao Origin as the body."

Xu Qing finally opened his eyes, and in his pupils, the lights of countless households seemed to flicker.

He slowly raised his right hand, and the chaotic halo began to contract violently, gradually manifesting a human outline.

"Condense."

The moment the Dao sound fell, all beings in the entire Qiankun Dao World felt it.

The old scholar who was lecturing suddenly burst into tears;

The Cultivators who were fighting stopped in unison;

The Myriad Races of Qiankun looked up at the sky with reverence.

At this moment, whether they were Half-Ancestors or Mortals.

They didn't know that a wisp of their Life Qi was transforming into light dots, converging towards Ancestor Mountain.

This was not plunder, but a resonance of the Great Dao; Xu Qing had cultivated the Dao of Sentient Beings for millions of years, and had long established a mysterious connection with the beings of this world.

"Boom!"

When the last speck of spiritual light merged, the ethereal figure completely solidified.

A white-robed figure, identical to Xu Qing, stepped out bathed in light, but unlike him, this present Life body's eyes flowed with the myriad phenomena of the Mortal World, and with a raise of his hand, the lights of countless households followed.

"Good."

Xu Qing's true body nodded slightly.

This present Life body not only carried all of his cultivation in this Life, but also integrated the Life imprints of all beings in the Cosmos World.

In a sense, this was the "living" Incarnation of the Qiankun Heavenly Dao.

The present Life body transformed into a stream of light and merged into his glabella, and his cultivation at the Peak of the Second Step Dao Ancestor Realm was completely perfected at this moment.

He felt the surging power within him, his gaze directed towards the higher Realm barrier—that invisible barrier obstructing the Third Step Dao Ancestor Realm was now clearly visible.

Xu Qing didn't think much, but directly exchanged for the Yuan Power cultivation of the Third Step Dao Ancestor Realm, first raising his Yuan Power cultivation, and then the vast Dao principles swept over.

Thirty thousand years of spring and autumn, but a flick of a finger.

When Xu Qing opened his eyes again, there were signs of star rivers forming and perishing within them.

He gently raised his hand, and a wave of power swept out, actually cleaving a hundred million li vacuum zone in the Chaos Sea.

"Third Step Dao Ancestor, achieved."

Feeling the surging new power within him, Xu Qing slightly frowned.

At this moment, his Yuan Power cultivation had reached the Third Step, his Body Refining was slightly inferior but also close to the threshold, only the Qiankun Great Dao was still stuck at the Second Step Peak.

For this Qiankun cultivation to Breakthrough, the Qiankun Dao World needed to give birth to a First Step Dao Ancestor.

His gaze pierced through the Realm barrier, falling upon the various Star Domains, where over seventy Half-Ancestors' pillars of Luck light shone brightly, among which ten were exceptionally brilliant, those were the promising talents already qualified to contend for the Dao Ancestor position.

A message from Xu Qing, like a spring breeze, swept through the Qiankun Dao World.

"Dao Ancestor's Lecture!"

Countless powerhouses above the Immortal Overlord Realm awakened from their seclusion, their eyes erupting with fervent light.

Some Cultivators who were Alchemy extinguished their furnace fires directly, some enemies who were fighting stopped in tacit understanding, and even those ancient existences in slumber broke their seals and emerged.

A thousand years, gone in a flash.

Around Ancestor Mountain, auspicious light stretched for hundreds of millions of li.

Hundreds of thousands of powerhouses above the Immortal Overlord Realm gathered here:

In the east, green phoenixes spread their wings, carrying powerful Feather Race beings across the Void Realm;

In the west, Sword Qi crisscrossed, Sword Cultivators arriving on their swords;

In the south, demon clouds rolled, several Yao Race Old Ancestors appearing in their true forms to hurry along;

In the north, Buddhist light shone universally, Arhats treading golden lotuses to attend the gathering... Furthermore, the Ten Great Supreme True Monarchs sat in mid-air, their aura profound as the sea.

The Great Dao visions manifesting behind them already showed a faint trend of Transcendent immortality.

"Good."

Xu Qing sat cross-legged at the Peak of Ancestor Mountain, seeing all beings come to worship, and nodded slightly.

His first sentence, like a thunderclap, exploded:

"The Dao is not far from people; people distance themselves from the Dao."

In an instant, golden flowers rained from the sky, and immortal springs gushed from the earth.

The World Tree of the Qiankun Dao World, its branches and leaves moved without wind, each leaf reflecting the evolutionary trajectory of different Great Daos.

During the lecture—

Powerhouses continuously broke through, they were not breaking through cultivation, but the Great Dao.

Some powerhouses who reached their limit reluctantly left, but their Realm was no longer sufficient to support more insights.