Chapter 1084: The Great Dao is Blue Sky

There were no spectators nearby for the Dao struggle in the valley.

Those Li family clan members, at this moment, each had their lives shrouded in shadow, and everything they saw was pitch black.

Space and time were both like this.

They became isolated time and space, like blind people unable to see colors.

But in the distance, there was an existence gazing at this battle.

In the Dao Immortal Sect, on the fertile fields, the Poison Sovereign looked down at the empty space in front of him.

There, there were once two poisonous herbs. One turned into light and had already dissipated, and the other... also withered into fly ash.

But obviously, in the Poison Sovereign's eyes, what he saw was not the appearance. His gaze seemed to penetrate the isolation, seeing time and space, and also seeing the scene in the valley.

The corners of his mouth revealed a smile with profound meaning.

"Realizing my inheritance means being entangled with me in cause and effect. Now that you have killed my disciple, then... the moment the inheritance is complete, this cause and effect will be truly formed."

"From then on, your Dao, with this cause and effect as a guide, I can borrow it without returning."

"Even if the Immortal Venerable does not allow deduction, my fruit is before the cause."

The Poison Sovereign's voice could naturally not be heard in the valley, only the fighting spirit from Li Mengtu, which was burning continuously at this moment, becoming more and more intense.

It became a sea of fire, wanting to burn the eight wildernesses.

Causing him to transform into a star of counter-current from earth to heaven, becoming a sharp rainbow that seemed to want to split nothingness, shining with the brilliance of life, rushing forward toward the blurry outline he 'saw' in his eyes.

Speed, faster and faster!

Burning, also became intense at this moment. What was burned was not only his physical body, but also his cultivation base, and his life.

Only the dream remained... becoming the only thing, becoming the push, becoming the obsession.

He, Li Mengtu, although his life could not be called bright, his actions were ultimately upright, especially in the Dao struggle.

Because he respected the Dao.

So he did not allow his Dao heart to be stained by dust, nor did he allow himself to bow his head.

For this, he had been working hard to cultivate since he was a child, wanting to walk higher, wanting to see the scenery of the firmament, wanting to pluck the Constitution representing a higher level.

He wanted to prove it to the family, prove it to his master, prove it to the world...

The origin and bloodline of his ancestors, although not native cultivators of the Fifth Star Ring, his heart of seeking the Dao was not the slightest bit less.

He was also not inferior to other stars native to the Fifth Star Ring.

He could make the family rise, he could walk to the peak, he could step into the Immortal Capital he dreamed of!

Even if he understood that he, at this moment, might be as ridiculous as a moth in the eyes of some people.

But so what.

Death was never scary.

What was scary was... not hearing the Dao.

The scale of life was never length.

So, even if he rushed into the fire, even if he would inevitably be burned, he still chose to fight until the last moment.

The deprivation of inheritance was related to his life. He was clear that the moment Xu Qing appeared, his ending was already doomed.

Since that was the case... dying in the Dao could be considered worthy of the blood and sweat he had shed along the way, worthy of the obsession of his half-life, worthy of the expectations of his clan members, and worthy of the opponents he had defeated along the way.

Roaring away!

Like a flower in full bloom, blooming in the firmament.

But unfortunately...

Dreams are often sighed in the heart, and most of the writing is regret.

His techniques, his supernatural powers, all his efforts, all his burning, ultimately could not touch the figure in his eyes in the slightest.

Xu Qing stood there, as if standing outside the heavens, in a different time and space.

No matter how Li Mengtu attacked, he still couldn't touch it, couldn't contact it.

His death curse authority could make the heavens change color, the wind and clouds rise, and could make the universe emerge with shocking death energy at this moment.

Could make ghosts and monsters manifest, could make nothingness become a ghost domain of the Yellow Springs.

Making the sound of wailing echo shrilly.

But... at this moment, it became empty.

Couldn't touch the opponent, couldn't stain the cause and effect.

It was as if in a lonely world, one person's shouting only had echoes.

His thunder authority could only roar beside him, and the thunder sea transformed and poured down, also without any meaning.

Even if he bound the truth and questioned the person before him, he couldn't get any answer, as if the person being asked was not in the world.

Thus the Immortal Flood was also drawn, and the aurora also fell, but what could be drawn was ultimately appearance, and what could fall was mostly fantasy.

For cultivators who didn't possess the Constitution, all this could be called sharp, but for cultivators who possessed the Constitution, it was just a puppet show of flowers in the mirror and moon in the water.

So, the flower in the mirror could not reflect Xu Qing.

So, unlocking his own God-sealing formation and showing the God's right hand was also in vain.

That Godly hand, which once looked terrifying, rough, and purple-red, covered in tentacles and eyes, was ultimately just a severed hand, and the Godly authority it contained was not a Godhead.

So it was no longer ferocious.

The foreign matter and whispers also lost their strangeness.

Leaving only bitterness.

All efforts, all explosions, even burning life, still couldn't hit Xu Qing at all.

He could vaguely 'see', but couldn't touch.

This is the Dao.

Just like a person in a painting, no matter how they jump, how angry they are, how they attack, they can never hit the existence outside the painting.

Ultimately... the Great Dao is like the blue sky, and I alone cannot get out.

Can only try again and again, repeating the cycle, constantly trying, constantly working hard, constantly exploding.

Wanting to break the 'painting' in front, wanting to blast open the invisible in front.

Ultimately... cannot get out, cannot succeed.

Finally, he left the bitterness in his mouth, returned to the starting point in his exhaustion, looked up at the blurry outline on the firmament in the valley, and stared blankly.

A long time later... Li Mengtu closed his eyes.

When he opened them again, he swallowed the bitterness, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

"I made you laugh, I was out of character just now."

"It doesn't matter." Xu Qing spoke calmly.

From beginning to end, he didn't make a move, and at this moment, he deeply understood that the Constitution, to a certain extent, could also be seen as a qualification.

The qualification to walk out of the painting.

"Today's Dao struggle ends here." After a short silence, Li Mengtu was calm.

"In this life, I have encountered different Dao struggle opponents in different realms. Every time I won, I would ask the other party if they had any last wishes, and I would complete them."

"You don't have to be like me, but I do have two last wishes."

Not caring whether Xu Qing would respond, Li Mengtu continued to speak to himself.

"One is Qingyang Daoist, who is the one who fought with me just now. His Qingyang lineage and my Li family have had many generations of enmity. Once in the history of the Li family, there was a danger of being exterminated, which was caused by the Qingyang lineage."

"So for many years, I have been looking for the remnants of Qingyang. Now I found them, but unfortunately... he escaped."

"If possible, please help me kill him."

Saying this, Li Mengtu sat down, took out a pot of wine, drank a mouthful, and continued to transmit words.

"The second last wish is to help me go to a place."

"That is a secret realm."

"Legend has it that the Immortal Lords of the Fifth Star Ring should be twelve, not the eleven now, because when the Fifth Star Ring was first built by cultivators, the first Immortal Lord chose to betray the Dao for some reason."

"This Immortal Lord was named Aurora, once called Aurora Immortal Lord."

"It is said that the aurora of the Fifth Star Ring is also related to him. That year, this Immortal Lord betrayed the Dao and was personally suppressed and killed by the Immortal Venerable, so his spirit fell to the earth, and the Constitution became the aurora."

"And the place where his spirit fell is named Immortal Fall, located within my western territory."

"That place has irregular spiritual tides, spitting out secret keys, scattered in the west. When the number of secret keys accumulates to forty-nine, the tide will reach its peak."

"For the cultivators of the entire Fifth Star Ring, that is good fortune and opportunity. According to the judgment of decades ago, it will open soon."

"At that time, forty-nine secret keys, each can hold two people, to obtain the opportunity."

"I once wanted to go there to obtain the opportunity, but now I can no longer do it. I hope you can do it and go further."

"In this way, I can be considered your Dao-achieving resource, and my death will have meaning."

After saying this, Li Mengtu opened his left hand, and a fish jade carving appeared in his palm, placing it in front of him.

"This is the secret key I obtained."

After doing these things, Li Mengtu took a deep breath and looked at the blurry outline on the firmament again.

"Daoist, I wish you success in achieving the Dao!"

As he spoke, he raised his left hand into a claw, pressed it fiercely against the flower petal on his eyebrows, pierced through the skull, pierced through the soul, pierced through life, and took the half-flower of inheritance that was closely connected to his own life...

Took it off in one go!

The moment it was taken out, a hole appeared on his eyebrows, blood was flowing, and his life was also withering rapidly at this moment.

"Take it!"

With a flick, this half-flower of inheritance flew toward the sky and floated in front of Xu Qing. As for Li Mengtu, he sat cross-legged at this moment, closed his eyes, lowered his head, and felt death engulfing himself.

On the firmament, Xu Qing looked at the half-flower of inheritance in front of him. After a moment of silence, he raised his right hand, did not grab the flower, but landed on his own eyebrows.

Pulled gently.

Suddenly, the flower petal on his eyebrows was forcibly wiped away and appeared in his palm.

The support of the eighth extreme time and space Constitution made the stripping of this flower of inheritance not cause ripples to Xu Qing. At this moment, with a wave of his hand, the half-flower of inheritance in his palm flew toward the flower sent by Li Mengtu.

The moment they touched, they blended together.

Twelve petals were complete, becoming a complete inheritance.

Afterwards, flicked gently.

This flower of inheritance turned into a light and headed straight for Li Mengtu's eyebrows, merging in an instant.

Li Mengtu shook all over, the life that had already dissipated reversed instantly, and his aura also rose at this moment. His eyes opened suddenly, looking at Xu Qing in disbelief.

"You..."

"This Dao is of no benefit to me, and it was originally your cause and effect. Since you want to know the meaning of the Constitution, I will give it to you."

"As for the person you want to kill, go kill him yourself."

Xu Qing spoke calmly and turned to walk toward the horizon.

In the valley, Li Mengtu was silent.

Looking at the direction Xu Qing left, he suddenly raised his hand, pressed it on his heart, and pulled out a wisp of his own precious life source.

Sent it to the firmament.

"Xu Qing, this is my life, you can use it or take it at any time!"

On the firmament, the life source flew over. Xu Qing took it away, his footsteps did not stop, his back to Li Mengtu, and he waved his hand.

Walking further and further away.

Only Li Mengtu was left in this valley, looking at all directions, as if a lifetime had passed, muttering in a low voice.

"This is the grace of the Great Dao."

At the same time, in the Dao Immortal Sect, the Poison Sovereign who was watching this scene had his face turn cold suddenly at this moment.

His aura erupted, and the flowers and plants in the surrounding fertile fields all collapsed silently, becoming fly ash, turning into a storm.

Sweeping toward all directions.

In the storm, the Poison Sovereign closed his eyes.

After a while, the storm dissipated. The Poison Sovereign standing there calmed down, looked at the horizon, narrowed his eyes, and muttered in his mouth.

"Is it not greedy, or is it that he doesn't look down on it..."

"Breaking the situation with this method, making me fail to borrow the Dao, but instead... he borrowed my layout and became his own Dao!"

"A bit interesting, a bit interesting."

"A bit interesting, a bit interesting."