Qing’er!
Ye Xuan didn’t know what level Qing’er had reached now, but he was certain that in terms of knowledge, Qing’er was absolutely at the pinnacle, far surpassing even his father and elder brother.
Of course, Qin Guan was also impressive!
No, she was *extremely* impressive!
Ye Xuan suddenly let out a soft sigh.
The small tower asked, “Little Master, why the sigh?”
Ye Xuan shook his head with a smile. “They’re all so impressive, and I…”
He shook his head again, reining in his thoughts, and began to cultivate.
Less sentiment, less nonsense—cultivation was the real priority!
Ye Xuan sat cross-legged, slowly closing his eyes.
Before, his insights lacked any direction, but now, with Qin Guan’s guidance, he had a path to follow, no longer lost.
Guan Realm!
Transcending matter, spacetime, the Dao, and laws.
Within the Immortal Treasure Pavilion, Ye Xuan cultivated quietly, undisturbed.
…
The Land of the Divine Ruins.
Once, the Land of the Divine Ruins was among the top forces in the Guanxuan Universe. Now, it had become a wasteland.
Before the Divine Ruins Palace, a young man walked slowly. Behind him followed twelve individuals—all of whom were in the Guan Realm!
Twelve Guan Realm experts!
The young man wore a mysterious robe, his right hand behind his back, his left holding a black stone. He walked with calm confidence.
This was Dao Ling, the current patriarch of the Dao Clan!
The youngest patriarch in the Dao Clan’s history, and also the strongest, surpassing even their ancestors.
Moreover, he was a Defier of Heaven!
The first Defier of Heaven in the history of the Guanxuan Universe!
Dao Ling walked leisurely to the front of the Divine Ruins Palace. Inside, there were still hundreds of people—survivors of the Divine Ruins Forbidden Land. They hadn’t been completely wiped out because of the Divine Ruins Grand Array, a formation built by generations of their sect leaders, immensely powerful. But now, facing the Dao Clan, it could only be used for defence, barely clinging to survival.
At this moment, those inside the palace were in despair. They couldn’t escape, and even if they did, what then?
In the current Guanxuan Universe, who could stand against the terrifying Dao Clan?
Twelve Guan Realm experts!
Dao Ling reached the palace entrance and looked at the crowd inside, silent.
At this moment, a middle-aged man walked out from the palace and faced Dao Ling directly. “The Divine Ruins Forbidden Land concedes defeat. Can you spare my clan a path to survival?”
Dao Ling looked at the man. “Concede? Fine. A path to survival? None.”
As his voice fell, he waved his right hand.
*Boom!*
The Divine Ruins Grand Array shattered instantly, like rotten wood, utterly fragile.
Dao Ling turned to leave. “Leave none alive. Use the heads of their entire clan to honour our ancestors!”
Soon, piercing screams echoed from behind.
Blood flowed like rivers, and bodies piled like mountains.
Before long, every living being in the Land of the Divine Ruins was slaughtered. The stench of blood was so thick it could be smelled clearly even tens of thousands of miles away in the starry sky.
…
The Burial Land.
To enter the Burial Land, one must first pass through the Dark Marsh. Beneath this marsh lived powerful, terrifying creatures: the Heavenly Ghosts.
Above the Dark Marsh lay thousands of mutilated corpses.
These were the bodies of the Dao Clan’s ancestors!
To escort the younger generation of the Dao Clan into the Burial Land, these ancestors had paid with their lives.
At this moment, Dao Ling arrived at the Burial Land. Behind him followed the twelve Guan Realm experts, and behind them, tens of thousands of the Dao Clan’s elite warriors.
Dao Ling gazed at the distant corpses. After a long moment, he gave a slight bow. Behind him, the twelve experts and tens of thousands of Dao Clan warriors knelt slowly.
Dao Ling said softly, “Bring our ancestors home!”
Home!
At these words, the noses of the tens of thousands of Dao Clan warriors stung, and they roared in unison, “Bring our ancestors home!”
“Insolence!”
At that moment, a terrifying aura erupted from the depths of the Dark Marsh. A Heavenly Ghost burst forth from the ground.
Guan Realm!
The Heavenly Ghost glared down at the Dao Clan warriors, its face ferocious. Just as it was about to speak, Dao Ling suddenly raised his right hand and pressed downward.
In the distance, the Heavenly Ghost seemed to sense something. Its pupils contracted sharply, and it thrust its arms upward to block.
*Boom!*
A terrifying force swept down, instantly shattering the Heavenly Ghost’s physical body. Its soul retreated tens of thousands of feet in a flash.
Stopping, the Heavenly Ghost stared at Dao Ling, its eyes filled with disbelief. “You… Internal Guan Realm!”
Dao Ling vanished from his spot. The Heavenly Ghost’s pupils shrank again, and just as it tried to resist, Dao Ling’s hand clamped around its throat. The Heavenly Ghost glared at him. “If you kill me, my Heavenly Ghost Clan will never—”
Dao Ling shook his head. “I came here today for two things. First, to bring my Dao Clan’s ancestors home. Second, to annihilate your Heavenly Ghost Clan! Do you remember how your clan took advantage of our desperation, killing so many of our ancestors? If you don’t, it doesn’t matter. For a race about to vanish, what does remembering or not remembering mean?”
As his voice fell, he tightened his grip.
*Boom!*
The Heavenly Ghost turned to dust!
Instantly killing an External Guan Realm expert!
After slaying the Heavenly Ghost, Dao Ling looked down at the Dark Marsh. “Heavenly Ghost King, still not coming out?”
A moment of silence followed, then a shadowy figure drifted up from the Dark Marsh!
The Heavenly Ghost King!
Also an External Guan Realm expert, though even within the same realm, there were vast differences in strength. The Heavenly Ghost King’s aura was far stronger than the previous ghost’s!
The Heavenly Ghost King looked at Dao Ling. “I find it hard to believe that the Dao Clan, once nearly wiped out, produced a genius like you.”
Dao Ling said, “Today, I’m here to settle accounts!”
The Heavenly Ghost King said gravely, “Sir, those who slaughtered your Dao Clan back then were the major forces of the Guanxuan Universe. What does that have to do with my Heavenly Ghost Clan?”
Dao Ling gave a faint smile. “Nothing to do with your clan? My father knelt before your Dark Marsh, begging your clan to show mercy and let our Dao Clan pass. But what did your clan do? Not only did you refuse, you took advantage of our weakness, seizing our clan’s sacred treasure, the Dao Robe, and killing dozens of our ancestors. Am I remembering correctly?”
The Heavenly Ghost King’s hands slowly clenched. “Sir, what happened back then was our clan’s mistake. My Heavenly Ghost Clan is willing to compensate the Dao Clan!”
He had no choice but to yield!
The man before him was so powerful it filled him with despair!
Internal Guan!
Though only one realm higher, the difference was like heaven and earth!
Dao Ling shook his head slightly. “Compensation? Fine. Compensate with the heads of your entire Heavenly Ghost Clan!”
As his voice fell, he clenched his right hand tightly.
*Boom!*
In an instant, the surrounding world turned illusory!
Seeing this, the Heavenly Ghost King’s face changed drastically. He hurriedly said, “My Heavenly Ghost Clan was tasked with guarding the evil spirits of the Dark Marsh. If your Dao Clan dares to destroy us, you’ll face eternal damnation…”
Dao Ling’s expression remained cold. “Is that so?”
As his voice fell, he vanished from his spot.
In the distance, the Heavenly Ghost King’s pupils shrank. He pressed his hands forward. “Soul Return!”
*Boom!*
A terrifying soul aura surged from his hands, but the next moment, a powerful force swept in.
*Boom!*
The soul aura shattered instantly. A fist imprint slammed into the Heavenly Ghost King’s throat.
*Boom!*
The Heavenly Ghost King was erased by the punch!
In the air, Dao Ling looked down below and suddenly threw a punch downward. A fist imprint, carrying world-destroying power, swept from the sky and plunged into the Dark Marsh!
*Boom!*
In an instant, the entire Dark Marsh exploded. Countless screams rose from within, only to vanish quickly, erased!
Moments later, waves of evil aura shot into the sky from the depths.
Dao Ling frowned slightly. The red lights didn’t attack him but turned and vanished at the far edge of the horizon.
In the air, Dao Ling was silent for a moment before saying, “Home!”
With that, he turned and left.
The Dao Clan warriors, carrying their ancestors’ bodies, followed Dao Ling.
Their destination was the Dao Domain, the former home of the Dao Clan.
In the starry sky, Dao Ling suddenly stopped. Not far ahead stood a woman!
It was Shen Xiu.
Shen Xiu looked at Dao Ling. “Patriarch Dao Ling, the Pavilion Master asked me to wait for you here!”
The Pavilion Master of the Immortal Treasure Pavilion, Qin Guan!
Dao Ling nodded slightly. “Speak!”
Shen Xiu said, “One matter. The Pavilion Master said that the Immortal Treasure Pavilion spans countless realms and wishes to avoid involvement in any factional conflicts. Now that the Dao Clan has returned, what is Patriarch Dao Ling’s stance toward the Immortal Treasure Pavilion?”
Dao Ling paused, then said, “If the Immortal Treasure Pavilion doesn’t oppose my Dao Clan, my Dao Clan will never harm the Immortal Treasure Pavilion!”
Shen Xiu nodded slightly and turned to leave.
Dao Ling lingered in silence for a moment before saying, “Let’s go!”
Soon, the Dao Clan warriors vanished at the edge of the starry sky.
…
In the Great Thousandwhere Thousand Domain, inside the Immortal Treasure Pavilion.
Ye Xuan sat cross-legged, eyes slightly closed, fully immersed in meditation.
Over this period, he had been frantically studying spacetime, matter, the Dao, and laws, for to transcend them, he first had to understand them.
Was it difficult?
Extremely difficult!
But he knew he had to master these, or his strength would never advance to the next level.
A day later, Ye Xuan left the Immortal Treasure Pavilion and arrived in an unknown, mysterious star domain. He glanced around—the star domain was deathly silent. He slowly closed his eyes!
After a long while, Ye Xuan suddenly drew his sword and slashed.
*Rip!*
The spacetime before him shattered, but the essence remained.
Seeing this, Ye Xuan paused, then drew his sword and slashed again.
Destroy matter!
Ye Xuan drew his sword frantically, aiming to surpass the ultimate limit. Only then could he destroy the essence and reach a new height.
In the starry sky, Ye Xuan tried relentlessly, experimenting with various methods, including drawing his sword to decide life and death…
Constant attempts, all to create the ultimate sword strike… a strike that, once executed, would be the Guan Realm.
At this moment, the small tower suddenly said, “Little Master, why not return to the tower to cultivate? It’s much, much faster!”
Ye Xuan ignored the small tower.
The small tower continued, “There’s nothing wrong with being a second-generation. Having a backer is also a form of strength.”
Ye Xuan still ignored the small tower.
The small tower added, “Little Master, no matter how hard you try, you can’t change the fact that you’re a second-generation…”
Ye Xuan: “…”
