Chapter 269: The Path of the Great Dao

Jiang Feng stared blankly at the disheveled bloodstains on the Ground, his Empty Gaze showing no trace of joy, only endless fatigue.

He won, but those dead friends could never return.

At that moment, Kun Long's weary voice rang in his mind.

"Kid, stop standing there, I'm going to sleep for a while."

Jiang Feng gave no reply, still maintaining a Standing posture, Empty Gaze.

"Your body is too useless!"

Seeing Jiang Feng give no response, Kun Long's voice continued, now tinged with complaint.

"If it were my peak period, a single finger could crush him. If I hadn't spent so much spirit force, forcibly channeling power to match your broken body, how could it be so hard to defeat him?"

"By the way, don't forget your Promise to me!"

"Double Seal, when I awaken, must be broken…"

As the words fell, Jiang Feng felt a strong sense of weakness spreading through his body, sweeping over him like a tide.

His legs gave way, no longer able to bear his weight, and he half‑kneeled on the Ground, powerless.

At that moment, an imposing voice suddenly rang over the plaza.

"Young man, not bad."

Jiang Feng felt a chill, then jerked his head upward. In the central clearing of the plaza, Zhan's ethereal figure reappeared.

Zhan's figure floated in midair, his gaze fixed on Jiang Feng, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Under thirty bone age, slaying a demonic cultivator nearing the Heavenly Human Realm, and what's rarer, you seem to still harbor a great opportunity within your body?"

He surveyed Jiang Feng from head to toe, a hint of appreciation in his gaze.

"It seems your potential is even greater than what I first saw!"

"Now, you are the only survivor in this Wu Zun Ruins, and according to the rules, you are eligible to inherit my Wu Zun Inheritance."

"Inherit your inheritance?"

Jiang Feng raised his head coldly.

"If I accept your inheritance, can the lives of my friends be restored?"

His voice was low, yet laced with sarcasm.

Liu Tianzhou, Lin Qinghan, Long Bad Dao…

Those dead people, could they truly be revived merely because of a so‑called inheritance?

"To be honest, I killed the Heaven‑Ruin Daoist not for your broken inheritance, but for righteousness!"

Zhan heard this, his smile unchanged.

He merely gave a faint smile, his tone bearing a hint of arrogance.

"Have you thought this through? Though I am only a Free Cultivator, I can guarantee that no one has ever set foot on my Dao."

"That is the Starry Sky Sacred Path!"

Zhan's voice became distant and profound, as if traversing time and space.

"On this Path, the height you can reach is an ultimate that even this world cannot bind. Had my lifespan not reached its limit back then, unable to finish this Path, this world… would not be my end!"

Starry Sky Sacred Path, what a heaven‑defying opportunity!

Once stepped upon, future achievements would be limitless, possibly even surpassing the Heavenly Human Realm, reaching the legendary realm!

But Jiang Feng merely listened coldly, without hesitation, turned and walked toward the plaza's exit.

He left only a perfectly enunciated sentence.

"I don't care!"

He now only wants to leave this place.

As for the Starry Sky Sacred Path or the Wu Zun Inheritance, to him they are less important than his dead friends.

Zhan merely watched Jiang Feng's departing silhouette, a mysterious smile still on his face, smiling without words.

At that moment, a vague, ethereal voice sounded beside Zhan's ear.

"Hey, are you overreaching? I never wanted to accept your inheritance!"

The voice seemed to come from the void, with no concrete source, audible only to Zhan.

Zhan heard this and gave a light laugh.

"From the moment he stepped here, everything was no longer his choice."

His gaze fell on Jiang Feng's receding silhouette, a hint of deep meaning flashing in his eyes.

"This kid must accept my inheritance…"

Then Zhan's figure gradually became illusory, finally turning into a streak of light and vanishing completely.

Jiang Feng walked step by step toward the plaza's exit, each step making his body feel weaker.

But as he walked, Jiang Feng sensed something was wrong.

The stone‑tiled Ground gradually turned into an endless void.

Jiang Feng halted his Foot, frowned, and looked around.

The scene before him was too bizarre—had he entered another illusion array?

Confused, Jiang Feng tried to turn back, but found the road behind him had also become the same boundless white‑jade Ground, endless, with no trace of his arrival.

He could only keep moving forward, hoping to find an exit.

After walking for about the time a incense stick burns, Jiang Feng suddenly felt a strong radiance from above.

He looked up and saw the once‑pitch‑black sky had, at some point, become a massive Light Curtain.

The Light Curtain spanned several hundred zhang, hovering in midair, emitting a soft, sacred glow.

Within the Light Curtain, countless images flickered, moving so fast they dazzled the eyes.

Some of the images are a sky full of stars, vast and boundless.

Some of the images are Mountain and rivers, teeming with life.

These images appear chaotic and unordered, yet faintly reveal a profound rhythm, as if they contain the ultimate Principle between Heaven and Earth.

Jiang Feng is drawn by this Suddenly appearing Light Curtain, and cannot help stopping his Foot.

He can Clarity feel that the Qi between Heaven and Earth is raging wildly, converging toward that Light Curtain.

A burst of Pure Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth rushes onto his face, making the chaotic true Qi in his body much more relaxed.

What shocks Jiang Feng even more is that when his gaze falls on the Light Curtain, within his Pupils seem countless profound Runes flashing. These Runes are dense and flashing with Metal-colored light, like living beings, constantly shifting within his Pupils.

These Runes are incomparably profound, Jiang Feng has never seen them, yet he can faintly sense the great power they contain, as if each Rune represents a Heaven and Earth Rule.

As the Runes flicker, Jiang Feng's Brain suddenly floods with a massive amount of information.

This information is not concrete text or images, but a deeply profound insight, giving him a hint of Obscurity Knowledge of the Heaven-Earth Great Way.

He looks at that Light Curtain, feeling the surging Qi within his body and the flashing Runes in his Pupils, his heart roiling like stormy seas, and cannot help shouting aloud.

"This... is this Great Way Path?"

The images on the Light Curtain continue to flicker, the Qi between Heaven and Earth surges even more violently, and the Runes in Jiang Feng's Pupils become increasingly Clarity.

He can feel that his body is being reshaped by a Divine force, the Meridians becoming broader, and the true Qi in his dantian slow Recovery.

But he at this moment has no mind to pay attention to these; his heart is left with endless shock…

Great Way Path, that is a legendary existence!

And in the distance, the phantom of war reappears, looking at Jiang Feng's shocked expression, a hint of Laughter appears on its face.

"Kid, now, it will be hard for you not to accept Heritage..."