Chapter 1229: The Cruelty of the Immortal-Dao World

The eyeless giant gripped the Heaven-Opening Greataxe as though holding a metallic star, broke through the atmosphere, the axe blade catching fire from the violent friction, and crashed down upon the small city.

And at the center of that small city, a youth beside his laptop in the study room gaped.

"No…"

"Spare me! Please, I beg you, spare me!"

His legs went weak; he wet himself in terror, his trousers soaked through, and he screamed in panic: "I only took one look, just one look, I didn't provoke you, spare me…"

A moment ago, how could he possibly have been calmly watching the eyeless giant?

He had clearly been scared out of his wits!

He had forgotten to move!

Boom!

The eyeless giant raged, unable to make out anything clearly, and brought the axe crashing down.

Beneath that single axe-stroke, the entire small city was reduced to fine powder, the city's high-rises crumbling inch by inch into dust; the youth at the very center and the entire study room, the central commercial street, were vaporized into the tiniest road-particles—no flesh fragments, no blood mist, nothing at all remained, utterly and completely erased.

No one knew that, in that instant, the gaze from an unknown dimension had vanished.

……

An unknown length of time passed.

When that furtive, cautious gaze—ready to flee at any moment—peeped out once more.

"Roar!"

The eyeless giant's battlefield had already become the starry cosmos!

He roared toward the heavens; a chaos-order akin to a law itself spread outward, freezing the starry sky, and he swung his axe, charging head-on into the encircling layers upon layers of billions of warships, planetary fortresses, and orbital cannons.

Beneath that axe-stroke, though it was plainly the strike of the most primitive of cold weapons, it was as though an unknown civilization had hurled an object of unimaginable weight—something that buckled space itself and formed a black hole—to annihilate the mother star of this interstellar civilization.

"Beep beep beep!"

"Suspected encounter with a Type 2.5 civilization of inexhaustible energy, cold-weapon cultural customs, using black holes as weapons…"

"Nine-planet orbital cannons, firing…"

Amid countless electromagnetic-wave signals, no one knew how many generals were screaming themselves hoarse; the full foundation of an entire civilization erupted forth in the fleets of billions.

In the starry sky, the nine great planets began to move at that moment, drawn by the billions of warships, converging at a certain instant to form an almost-straight line; the nine planets trembled and shook, planetary magnetic fields flared wildly, and earthquakes and natural disasters raged across the lands below.

In that instant, heaven and earth fell silent.

Boom!

A terrifying beam pierced through the cosmic river of stars!

A single beam instantly illuminated the entire universe, carrying endless energy, arriving in a heartbeat, and struck the civilization-grade black-hole weapon in the form of that great axe.

Boom!

Rumble!

The terrifying beam and the Heaven-Opening Greataxe were locked in a stalemate for

a moment, but in the end the eyeless giant could not prevail; his body spat blood as he was forced back, the heavy aura of chaos-order around him dissipating greatly, and rows of charred-black wounds appeared across his body.

And the interstellar civilization's nine-planet orbital cannons intersected once more; this time they no longer formed a single line, but naturally took the configuration of the Big Dipper, drawn by the billions of warships, and beams of destruction bloomed forth; the cosmic starry sky once more welcomed a light—scorching, destructive, purifying light that seared everything.

Boom!

The terrifying beam piercing the cosmic river of stars appeared once more!

The eyeless giant fought desperately to resist, chaos-order spreading across the river of stars, wielding his Heaven-Opening Greataxe—comparable to a black hole—in a savage slaughter, again and again charging to meet the terrifying beams unleashed by the nine-planet orbits, cleaving through one after another; though he seemed undefeated, his wounds and magic power were being consumed at a ferocious rate.

And the fleets in the starry sky seemed endless; one wave was annihilated, only for another vast wave to appear, the cycle without end.

The situation inevitably slid downward; the cold omen of death appeared in the divine souls of the nine Dao heirs.

"What the hell is this place!"

"We can't keep going!"

"Tianji! You useless waste! Have you found a flaw in this world yet?"

An Tu Zi cursed wildly.

He had always been timid as a mouse, sensing danger before the autumn wind stirred, taking pride rather than shame in it; this time he was truly desperate and began to roar.

That bastard wouldn't care one bit about old classmates or not.

That bastard's favorite thing was beating old classmates to death!

"Shut up!"

"This is the Human Realm among the Six Paths of Reincarnation—ordinary in itself, plenty of Mo Gong have it—but this is the inheritance of an Endless Starry-Sky Hegemon, refined through the calculations of the Central Array Spirit Computer, repeatedly simulated and computed; how could a flaw be that easy to find!"

Dao Heir Tianji said coldly.

Cold sweat dripped one drop after another from his forehead, splashing onto the ground and spreading into a wide patch; his divine-soul computing power was pushed to its limit, his Ben Ming Fa treasure counting-rods creaked and groaned, yet still there was no result.

"If we can't break open this world, we'll die!"

Ji Liuyue used the Order of Life to frantically repair the eyeless giant's wounds, her face deathly pale, pitifully beautiful, and she said sorrowfully: "I can feel that our attacks haven't caused any essential damage to the Human Realm at all—instead they've added magic power to the Six Paths of Reincarnation, letting it run even more smoothly."

"If this keeps up, death is certain!"

"I understand."

Dao Heir Tianji sighed inwardly.

He bit through his tongue-tip; a drop of scalding essence blood welled up and fell upon his Ben Ming counting-rod treasure, causing its light to surge wildly, his divine-soul computing power multiplying several times for an instant—and a flash of inspiration struck.

"The northeast corner, here."

"I only have a seventy-three percent certainty!"

Dao Heir Tianji said coldly.

"Enough! Seventy-three percent it is!"

Dao Heir Brother Xuanwu was overjoyed, Ji Liuyue was overjoyed, An Tu Zi's eyes gleamed; at last all the Dao heirs saw a sliver of hope, and in an instant they burned their essence blood.

"Roar!"

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The aura on the eyeless giant suddenly surged as it threw back its head and bellowed.

The opening-heaven great-axe in its hand vanished. The two great vortices on its skull blazed bright at once, swallowing and breathing out the chaotic force of order like a whale, fusing it within, spreading a terrifying pressure outward, causing the billions-strong star-civilization fleets that had been attacking and bombarding without pause around it to stiffen and sluggish ever so slightly in their maneuvers.

In the space of a breath, the two great vortices each gave rise to a black and a white strand of chaotic light.

The two strands of chaotic black-and-white light wove and rotated without cease, like the first wisp of innate yin-yang light born at the dawn of creation, breaking all things, destroying all things, piercing through everything in an instant, penetrating all.

"That… is that a flaw…"

An Tu Zi's lips trembled.

The surrounding cosmic star-rivers fell suddenly, utterly still.

Across the billions of fleets, the nine great planetary orbital cannons, and the hundreds of billions of people on the planets, the entire star civilization showed a flicker of pause—imperceptible to most, but starkly clear in the eyes of a Soul Transformation cultivator.

"It worked!"

"Kill! Cut our way out!"

The surrounding Dao Sons roared wildly.

The eyeless giant's light blazed suddenly bright; the radiant glow of the two streams of innate yin-yang flared dazzlingly like pillars, erupting with ultimate might, mutually annihilating with the entire stretch of starry sky, dissolving soundlessly.

At last, in the nick of time, a tiny hole abruptly appeared in the starry sky; through it, one seemed to glimpse the true world.

"Go!"

"Quick, quick, quick!"

The nine great Dao Sons burned their essence blood in unison, steering the eyeless giant, and with a whoosh flew into the hole and vanished.

……

Outside.

In the starry sky, Jiang Dingleng stared coldly at the nine great Dao Sons fleeing out from the Human Dao.

"After countless simulations,"

"the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sword Art still has flaws. Real combat is far too important for a sword art."

Clang!

He drew his sword once more and slashed down at the nine great Dao Sons who had escaped the Human Dao's reincarnation.

Under a single sword, the Six Paths of Reincarnation flickered in and out of sight within the cosmos, cycling without end, finally freezing within the order of the Great Sun's distortion, transforming into the Animal Path—an endless distortion and mutation of all things, becoming the driving force for the endless evolution of living beings.

"Fellow Daoists, bloom in brilliance."

Jiang Ding said lightly: "I can sense that you still have most of your strength in reserve, that you've prepared many trump cards and secret arts, that your flesh and divine souls have never been burned, that you still have a heaven-shaking strike left—please reveal it

before me, and then go die."

"I will remember your existence; in my memory, even after many years, I will still recall…"

Jiang Ding's voice suddenly faltered.

"Damn it!"

He suddenly flew into a rage, cursing wildly: "Scum! You have no martial virtue! Damn you, damn you! Shameless…"

In the distance, the Heavenly Mechanism Dao Son, who had just escaped the Human Dao, wore a calm expression.

He produced a talisman.

This talisman came from Shadow Demon Abyss, personally refined by a great power of Shadow Demon Abyss, one of the finest masterworks in the art of escape within the realm.

"Mo Facheng Yin…"

The Heavenly Mechanism Dao Son felt deep regret.

After a moment's hesitation, he did not aim it at Jiang Ding Zi, then activated the talisman. A terrifying shadow-rule force bloomed—shadow-rule force that would be considered extreme even among peak Refinement Void cultivators—flashed and vanished, enveloping the nine great Dao Sons before they disappeared.

These Law-cultivation Dao Sons had not the slightest intention of fighting to the death.

They clearly still had many trump cards, still had a one-or-two-in-ten chance of victory, yet they fled just like that.

And they did not flee by their own strength, but by the strength of their elders!

Shameless to the extreme.

"Damn them!"

"The baseness of Law cultivators—utterly shameless."

Jiang Ding ground his teeth.

Facts proved that without special terrain—such as the Yin-Yang Void Realm, or the Yama Hell Yin-Yang Inversion Equal King Grand Formation—a Law cultivator could almost never fight a fair duel with anyone. There was no such possibility.

Yet, this was still not the limit of their shamelessness.

After the nine great Dao Sons departed, in place, eight talismans of attack—sixth-rank supreme grade, forged from sixth-rank divine gold, from the hands of eight great powers—blazed with terrifying brilliance, enveloping the Great Sun Sword Son.

So-called: when the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams are askew.

When the young are shameless, the old are even more shameless; bullying the small with the great not only brings no shame, but is taken for glory. This is the original intent of cultivating the Dao—to bully the small with the great.

"Within the realm, it truly is cruel…"

Jiang Ding sighed helplessly.

Hum!

From his brow, the Mo Facheng Yin mark bloomed of its own accord, forming an absolutely silent cosmic city. Everything around fell instantly quiet; within a hundred thousand kilometers, all fell into a state of spiritless cosmos, wearing away every spiritual light. The Law-Destroying might was terrifying beyond bounds, enough to suffocate any spiritual being.

No one knew how long passed before everything calmed.

Jiang Ding looked out—the nine great Dao Sons had long vanished, not even a single hair left behind, no one knew where they had gone, impossible to track.