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740: Youmeng kills Daojun with one sword

“You see, in the face of the Great Dao, so-called grievances are not worth mentioning at all,” Fu Lin said with a smile.

“So?” Starry Sacred Mother was momentarily unsure what Fu Lin was trying to do.

However, no matter what Fu Lin’s objective was, this battle was inevitable.

And Yun Youzi, that traitor, must die.

Starry Sacred Mother communicated with her main body through her thoughts. In the cave dwelling, Starry Sacred Mother, who was sitting cross-legged on the Creation Green Lotus, opened her eyes, tore through space with a raised hand, and stepped in.

“Therefore, this Seat hopes you can put aside personal grievances. We can all join the Star God Sect and create glory together with you, sharing the destiny of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces.”

“Don’t feel like you’re at a disadvantage either. With our addition, the Star God Sect’s destiny will greatly increase, and we can fully support you in continuing to expand your territory.”

“This Seat believes that with our addition, plus your Zhou Tian Star Fighting Formation Diagram, we will surely sweep across the Origin Continent…” Fu Lin stated his objective, his eyes filled with longing and desire.

After speaking, he regretfully said, “It’s a pity Yun Youzi is a scoundrel, not worth conspiring with. I originally intended to capture your son to ensure everything was foolproof, but who knew he would be so useless.”

Yun Youzi: “…”

His temples throbbed, and while feeling humiliated, a sense of defeat welled up inside him. Compared to these old monsters, he was too far behind.

Recalling it now, Yun Youzi realized how naive he had been.

Starry Sacred Mother’s divine abilities were unfathomable. Fu Lin had no confidence at all in defeating Starry Sacred Mother, yet he had deluded himself into thinking he could use Fu Lin.

“He is not my son.”

Starry Sacred Mother’s expression darkened, her heart filled with anger.

“Fellow Daoist Yu Xi, is there still a need to hide things at this point?”

Fu Lin frowned, feeling that Starry Sacred Mother was too petty.

“No need, but he really isn’t my son. Believe it or not…”

“Impossible.”

Yun Youzi’s tone was firm: “Master, if he’s not your son, is he your Dao Companion?”

They were all Starry Sacred Mother’s direct disciples, but even during their most favored times, they never received the same treatment as Gu Qing.

Let alone being tainted by Starry Sacred Mother’s aura, they couldn’t even get within ten zhang of Starry Sacred Mother.

Starry Sacred Mother fell silent.

Her silence, in everyone’s eyes, was an admission.

But Yun Youzi didn’t think so.

He knew his Master, who was clear about gratitude and grudges, too well.

A bad premonition rose in Yun Youzi’s heart, and he said anxiously, “Master, say something!”

Could Gu Qing really be Starry Sacred Mother’s little Dao Companion?

No, that’s impossible.

Yun Youzi shook his head frantically.

“There’s nothing to say to you people who are about to die.”

Starry Sacred Mother’s long sleeves flowed with profound light, sweeping the group of rebellious disciples into her Sleeve Universe.

“Wait!”

Fu Lin said angrily, “I have no objection to you cleaning your house, but are you really so stubborn?”

“Cooperating with us is beneficial to you and the Star God Sect, with no harm.”

Starry Sacred Mother glanced at him with her beautiful eyes and said lightly, “Those whose Dao are different do not conspire together. I always believe that if a person has no seven emotions and six desires, what is the difference between them and a puppet?”

“What you call emotionless and desireless, in my eyes, you are just slaves of the Great Dao.”

She had cultivated the Dao for countless years, why did she take so many disciples?

Besides being lonely and seeking emotional solace, Starry Sacred Mother feared that her emotions would be diluted by time, and that she would become like these people, a puppet of the Great Dao without feelings.

If that were the case, she would rather perish than allow herself to lose her humanity.

“Heretical fallacies.”

Fu Lin was furious: “Since you are so stubborn, then we will just have to fight.”

“Whoosh!”

A dazzling blade light, bright to the extreme, suddenly appeared, stunning the ages, as if it had existed forever.

All things in heaven and earth were merely a foil beneath this blade light.

With a tearing sound, Fu Lin’s immensely powerful physical body was split open by a single blade.

“Who ambushed this Seat…”

Fu Lin roared, his terrifying Dao sound startling everyone who was immersed in the brilliant blade light, making them break out in a cold sweat.

What a terrifying blade Dao artistic conception and divine ability, it could actually make them involuntarily fall into it and be unable to extricate themselves.

What frightened them most was, what kind of magic treasure could easily split open even a Dao Lord’s physical body?

One must know, the older, the stronger; the stronger, the older.

Fu Lin was indeed an extremely ancient Dao Lord, whose physical body had been refined through countless years, already comparable to a Chaotic Spiritual Treasure.

Youmeng walked out of the void, her black combat attire making people automatically overlook her exquisite and peerless beauty.

A proud and powerful oppressive aura assailed them, making everyone feel somewhat suffocated.

At this moment, Youmeng, in their eyes, seemed like a lone swordsman traversing the world, an ancient, invincible expert coldly looking down upon the mortal realm.

“Who are you?”

Fu Lin had reconstructed his physical body, but a blade mark, extending from his forehead all the way down his body, emitted a destructive blade charm.

His divine abilities and Dao methods were utterly unable to erase it.

Fu Lin stared intently at Youmeng, fear showing in his eyes.

“I don’t know you. If I have offended Your Excellency in any way, I am willing to apologize.”

Fu Lin quickly averted his gaze, not daring to meet Youmeng’s cold eyes.

Meeting Youmeng’s gaze, he felt as if he saw a peerless divine blade, and his soul was pierced with pain, as if it was about to be torn apart.

Fu Lin became even more fearful of Youmeng.

“How could it be you…”

Yun Youzi shrieked, his voice somewhat broken.

Isn’t this the celestial Dao Companion Starry Sacred Mother found for Gu Qing?

When did she become a fifth-level Dao Lord?

Even more incredible, how could a Dao Lord be willing to be Gu Qing’s Dao Companion?

Yun Youzi racked his brains but couldn’t figure it out, feeling that everything before him was illusory and unreal.

Starry Sacred Mother looked at Youmeng with a puzzled gaze, then at Yun Youzi.

She immediately used a secret technique to deduce the heavenly secrets.

Upon learning that this was the Dao Companion of a rebellious disciple, who insisted that she had found him for him, Starry Sacred Mother’s eyelids twitched.

Youmeng said nothing, raising her blade and striking at Fu Lin.

The Qi Shi blade erupted with a snowy white blade light, shimmering like water waves, exquisitely beautiful and dazzling, irresistibly drawing people’s minds.

“So beautiful…”

Everyone seemed to see the myriad phenomena of the world, the most beautiful scenery in existence, opening their arms as if to embrace the beautiful scene.

Fu Lin was also drawn in, but his Dao Heart was like a rock, and he reacted in an instant.

However, it was still too late.

The difference in their realms was too great; from the moment Youmeng raised her blade, he had already lost.

The terrifying blade light had silently invaded his soul, Dao fruit, physical body, origin… “Alas~ Cultivating the Dao for countless years, it all ends in emptiness.” Fu Lin let out a tragic laugh. On the verge of death, he seemed to see his Dao Companion, son, daughter, descendants… He suddenly longed to reunite with them.

“I was born between heaven and earth, devoutly believing in the Dao, yet I ultimately perished between heaven and earth, leaving nothing behind, returning to the Great Dao. My life was lived in vain.”

“Perhaps Yu Xi was right…”

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