Lan Xiaobu stared coldly at Ku Cai. “Does it feel good to destroy others’ planets? In the vast universe, is your Ku Family the only one that matters, while everyone else is just an ant? A mere Fifth Step of the Great Dao, and you think you can dictate who thrives or perishes? Heh, it’s a miracle you’ve survived this long. Rest assured, after today, not a single soul from your Ku Family will remain.”
At his words, Ku Cai, even amidst the Great Destruction Dao tearing Ku Fang City’s cultivators to shreds, forgot the scene and stared at Lan Xiaobu in shock.
Lan Xiaobu sneered, “I’ve killed those at the Eighth Step of the Great Dao. What are you? You dared to annihilate my Great Desolate Divine Realm? Perhaps you think your split souls or divine sense imprints will let you survive even if I kill you. Or maybe you believe your Ku Family can’t be completely wiped out? Let me tell you, you naive fool, the universe is vast. You should’ve explored it instead of hiding here, slaughtering living planets at will.”
With that, Lan Xiaobu raised his hand, tearing open Ku Cai’s world. His Dao rules surged, and her blood poured out like water from a broken pot.
Ku Cai watched in horror, ignoring the devastation of Ku Fang City, now reduced to rubble by the Great Destruction Technique.
Lan Xiaobu wove Dao rules, locking onto her blood. She felt an inexplicable fear, a dread from deep within. She sensed her split souls collapsing one by one, her divine sense imprints dissolving. Soon, there would be no trace of her in the vast universe.
More terrifying, she saw the Bloodline Killing Dao rules Lan Xiaobu unleashed. Wherever his cultivation could reach, any Ku Family member with their bloodline would be slain.
With his strength, Lan Xiaobu was clearly a powerhouse from a high-tier universe. Though Ku Cai had never been to one, she’d heard of their existence. Under his bloodline-tracking killing Dao, the Ku Family would cease to exist.
“You’re ruthless…” Ku Cai’s lips trembled. She’d finally met someone truly merciless. Exterminating a sect or planet? Nothing compared to Lan Xiaobu’s methods, which erased even reincarnation. From today, the Ku Family’s bloodline would be extinct.
Lan Xiaobu tossed her into the void, firing several Dao rule spears that pinned her in place. He scoffed, “Ruthless? When your Ku Family destroyed twenty living planets, killing billions of innocent cultivators, did you ever think of ruthlessness? When you massacred countless lives in my Great Desolate Divine Realm, did you consider it ruthless? Trash like your Ku Family should’ve been eradicated long ago for the universe’s peace.”
Lan Xiaobu was certain that without his bloodline-tracking killing Dao, even with the universe’s annihilation, the Ku Family might not have been fully eradicated.
Ku Cai watched helplessly as the Dao spears pierced her, unable to react. She’d destroyed a planet because her son was killed. Now, not only did her dead son not return, but her living children were also killed, and the entire Ku Family was wiped out.
Only now did she realise that even without Lan Xiaobu, someone else would’ve eventually eradicated the Ku Family. The karma was sown when she vented her rage on her enemies’ planets.
As her thoughts faded, Ku Cai recalled her easiest days—not when she dominated as the Ku Family’s Dao Ancestor, thriving on others’ submission, but long ago in Tianfan Sect, when Mo Wuji, her only true friend and brother, shielded her.
Yet she’d cast him aside.
As darkness consumed her consciousness, Ku Cai saw Ku Star collapse under the Great Destruction Technique, her existence fading alongside it.
Dai Nanjian, leaving with Lan Xiaobu, watched the crumbling Ku Star with mixed emotions. Twice captured by the Ku Family, twice nailed and burned by soul flames, yet she survived. Now, the Ku Family was gone, erased from the vast universe.
The balance of gain and loss was hard to articulate; perhaps it was fate.
“Brother Lan, I have nowhere to go,” Dai Nanjian said, snapping out of her thoughts, looking at him with uncertainty.
She saw the annihilating vast void—indeed, there was nowhere to go. Without the annihilation, she could’ve left alone. Now, any destination would lead to dissolution with the void.
Lan Xiaobu sighed, “Even if you had a place, it’d be gone now. The vast universe is undergoing annihilation, a cosmic calamity. Under it, even if we hadn’t come, the Ku Family wouldn’t have escaped. Not just them—once this plane’s annihilation begins, even Ku Cai, at the Fifth Step, would struggle to survive.”
“Then where do we go?” Dai Nanjian asked instinctively.
She recalled the phrase: *All beings suffer*. Be it mortals, cultivators, or other races, under this boundless cosmic calamity, annihilation awaited. What could one do?
“I don’t know, but I can find it,” Lan Xiaobu said, summoning the Seven Realms Stone and casting over a hundred spatial Dao rules.
These rules, collected outside Eternal Saint Dao City, were mostly broken. But in this low-tier universe, with his self-cultivated Dao, Lan Xiaobu could barely mend them.
He wasn’t sure if these restored rules, used with the Seven Realms Stone, could transport him to the same destination as the original teleportation disc.
The spatial Dao rules activated, and the Seven Realms Stone tore through the plane’s void, rushing in.
Dai Nanjian, standing on the stone, was awestruck. Well-travelled, she knew the Seven Realms Stone’s reputation as a primordial treasure capable of crossing planes, even from low to mid-tier universes.
Its reach depended on the user’s strength, and Lan Xiaobu’s immense power clearly faced no such limits.
As the stone tore through the plane, Dai Nanjian sat on it, guarding her mind to avoid disruption during the cross-plane journey.
The process was brief—half an incense stick’s time—and the Seven Realms Stone stopped in a void.
“Strange, this void seems untainted by annihilation…” Dai Nanjian’s divine sense extended, sensing a difference in this void.
Lan Xiaobu’s divine sense swept out, finding the place oddly familiar.
“Follow me,” he said, stowing the stone and rushing forward.
Dai Nanjian hurried after him, sensing the cosmic rules here were weaker than where they’d come from.
“I’ve been here before,” Lan Xiaobu said, stopping after half an hour of swift movement.
Dai Nanjian was puzzled. If she revisited a place after years, especially a void with no clear markers or cosmic rules, she doubted she could confirm it. Lan Xiaobu pointed ahead, “The first time I came, there was a street called Sky Street, lined with shops. To the me back then, the shopkeepers were towering, unattainable existences. They sold bizarre things, even the Great Annihilation Technique.”
“Sky Street?” Dai Nanjian murmured. This void was rarely visited, possibly sealed in some cosmic corner. Without Lan Xiaobu, she doubted she could leave.
If it was so isolated, how could there be a street?
Lan Xiaobu nodded, “Yes, Sky Street. Not exactly bustling, but lively enough. Sadly, things change.”
“With so many powerhouses here, why didn’t they leave?” Dai Nanjian asked, puzzled.
This place’s cosmic rules were odd, hardly ideal for cultivation.
Lan Xiaobu smiled, “To the me back then, their cultivation was beyond reach. Now, my cultivation is what they’d look up to. Back then, they lacked the strength to leave.”
