Chapter 793: The Dao Son Burns Himself, Reaching Ultimate Transcendence

Boom!

Eight beams of sunlight like stars plummeted from the sky, striking the seven Dao Zi and the Tianjiao formation; the Dao Zi spat blood and reeled backward.

Dozens of so-called royal inheritance disciples and hundreds of core disciples in the Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Tianjiao formation vanished without a sound—directly vaporized!

It was vaporization!

Not even blood, flesh, or bones remained; their divine souls were utterly obliterated, not a trace left.

"The power was slightly dispersed—there was no other choice."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

This was unavoidable; Dai Sen's solar mirror drone was far too fragile.

If concentrated, it could have completely slain the already wounded Shadow Demon Dao Zi, causing one Dao Zi to perish and shatter the formation maintained by the seven Dao Zi for so long.

"Then, again."

Boom!

The heavens and earth blazed bright for an instant, then plunged into darkness!

In the ultimate darkness, one thousand and twenty-four brilliant solar destruction beams erupted, splitting into eight groups, each containing one hundred and twenty-eight beams—like divine punishments from the Sun Star Lords, descending from heaven to purify the sins of the mortal world.

"Since you've come, don't leave!"

Jiang Ding's gaze turned again toward the elite Tianjiao forces of the Badaxian Sect.

Boom!

The solar destruction beams pierced through the dark starry sky, arriving instantly, each striking one of the eight Dao Zi's battle energies; each Dao Zi spat blood and reeled backward, their formations—crafted from sacred golden alloys of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong—swayed wildly, their light dimmed, their spiritual essence dull and lifeless.

Boom!

One hundred and twenty-eight solar destruction beams tore through the Badaxian Sect's elite Tianjiao formation; eight celestial phenomena shattered and were melted into nothing; over twenty inheritance disciples, hundreds of core disciples, and thousands of inner-disciples perished!

"No!"

"This is not where we should be!"

Many inheritance disciples were utterly horrified, their eyes filled with terror.

If this continued,

the formation's numbers would soon drop below the critical threshold, and the Dao Zi-level formation could no longer be maintained!

At that point, even a single solar destruction beam could annihilate entire clusters of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong Tianjiao, leaving no resistance whatsoever.

Everyone would die!

On the other side, the seven Dao Zi's qi dwindled once more, yet their expressions grew calm.

"Fellow Daoists, it is time to burn your blood, lifespan, and divine soul essence."

The Heaven's Mechanism Dao Zi spoke calmly.

He could think of no other way—this was the only option, and it must be done!

He looked around.

If anyone could propose a better plan, he would gladly obey it, worship them as a god, and from then on, whenever he saw them, he would bow low and serve at their side, observing the rites of a disciple.

Yet no one spoke.

A grim, bloody aura emerged on all the Dao Zi.

Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong cultivators had always been selfish, valuing the Immortal Dao above all, rarely showing sentiments of sacrificing the small for the great or facing death without fear.

But if anyone thought they could be trifled with, they were gravely mistaken!

If driven to the brink, with no retreat left, they would unleash power so astonishing, so terrifying, it would stun the world.

In ancient eras, they had repeatedly demonstrated deeds capable of destroying heaven and earth, reversing the fate of an entire clan.

Now, clearly, the seven Dao Zi believed this moment had arrived.

No fear, no panic, no confusion—they met it with calm resolve.

Not me dying,

but you perishing!

This grim aura spread across heaven and earth, even stirring a celestial resonance; faint winds whispered in the void, a mournful, low chant—as if the Tian Dao of the Fire Spirit Realm wept, mourning the imminent loss of its world's child, filled with boundless sorrow.

"Fellow Daoists…"

Jiang Ding too was startled, momentarily awed by their resolve.

So direct. So bloody.

They left themselves not a single inch of room to retreat; in the face of life and death, they showed none of the vile posturing of a decaying dynasty's ministers and monarchs.

This was undoubtedly worthy of deep respect—every cultivator should be like this.

Then,

Boom!

Heaven and earth darkened, then brightened again, then darkened once more.

Endless darkness once more enveloped heaven and earth, engulfing all enemies before him, bringing them the ultimate void of the universe—no sliver of light remained.

One thousand and twenty-four solar destruction beams, carrying even more furious destruction sword will, descended from the heavens!

"Fellow Daoists wish to die in blazing glory,"

Jiang Ding's crimson eyes burned brighter, nearly spilling out of his sockets several inches; he spoke coldly: "Then come—I shall send you on your way!"

"If there is an underworld in this world, when you reach it, do not forget—"

"The one who killed you—"

"Is this Lord!"

Boom!

Brilliant solar destruction beams, brimming with mad killing intent, seared into the divine souls of every living being, filling every eye until nothing else remained.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed a mournful war song had begun to play.

"Kill,"

"Kill!"

Tian Jizi let out a low roar, using a wisp of pure white flame to burn his own divine soul, his own magic power, his own flesh and blood. In an instant, a surge of magic power faintly streaked with blood emerged from thin air within his dantian, madly rushing toward his counting-chip Ben Ming Fa treasure.

In an instant, a gale rose, and endless heaven and earth wailed.

Within that domain kingdom, countless counting chips, long banners, divination tortoise shells, grass roots, knotted cords… all the divination implements humanity had used since its birth—these divination implements were also burning, and in the unseen beyond they formed a certain force of heaven and earth, further blessing the life-bound counting chips refined from Yu Chong Guang Xuan Jin, causing its might to surge explosively.

This kind of power had reached the point where Jiang Ding's divine soul sent out an intense warning omen.

A Dao Child, burning everything, fighting to the death, casting all aside—even if he himself died, he would drag his enemy down to death together!

So resolute, so fierce and unyielding.

"Kill!"

On the other side, Taiyi Taiyi Qingmu Dao Child Ji Liuyue let out a bitter laugh, and likewise began to burn her magic power, flesh and blood, and divine soul.

She was unwilling for it to be like this; for her to die meaninglessly.

But the one before her was the most frenzied, most bloodthirsty Great Sun Sword Child within this realm domain—slaying and devouring Dao Children was his destiny upon the great Dao; he absolutely would not let her go.

Since it was so, then there was only this way.

Emerald-green flames rose upon Ji Liuyue's body, igniting everything she possessed. Her flesh and blood body and her ink-black long hair crumbled into white ash, drifting like sand toward the earth.

Even so, she still strove with all her might to maintain her own beauty, not allowing the slightest crack to appear on her absolutely gorgeous face, unwilling to show an ugly sight in the final moments of her life.

Within the flames, a beautiful maiden walked toward death, possessing a heart-stirring, soul-shaking beauty.

"Kill!"

"To slay one is a crime; to butcher a million is a hero."

"If I can slay the Great Sun Sword Child, I shall become the lord of the Yellow Springs!"

Brother Brother Xuanwu Dao Child Tian Tian Xuanzi chanted low, using Brother Xuanwu true fire to ignite his own flesh and blood body, his life-bound treasure, and everything—resolute and domineering, killing intent blanketing the sky and earth, deep as the sea.

Behind the three of them, the Alchemy Cauldron Dao Child, the Ten Thousand Beasts Dao Child, the Shangqing Spiritual Treasure Dao Child, and the Shadow Demon Dao Child cast one reluctant glance at this world, and burned themselves.

Seven terrifying surges of blood-soaked aura shot straight up into the sky, even breaking through the suppression of Dai Sen's sunglass-panel sword-type drone swarm, piercing through the realm wall, and rushing straight into the star river!

(End of this chapter)