Chapter 404: The Furious Dao Descends

Endless brilliant stars appeared, like jewels adorning the heavens; after hanging merely a moment, all their light poured into Chen Nan's body.

"Just as you said."

Chen Nan leaned against a tall snow maple tree, its branches and leaves dotted with countless white petals, their refreshing fragrance seeping into his nostrils.

Though this place was always scorching summer, it seemed as if snowflakes bloomed everywhere, and more startling was the vast expanse of graves surrounding him!

Not long ago, sacred light bathed every inch of this cemetery, where eight-winged angels danced and demon shadows roared.

Now, all has fallen silent; both divine tombs have been absorbed, the black-and-white light cluster from the ancient primordial West has merged into his body, and the ancient relic, the Altar of Commanding Generals, has been successfully taken in by Chen Nan's inner realm.

A thousand-year scheme, emptied in a single moment—merely making clothes for another.

The mysterious schemer hidden in the Eternal Forest never imagined that when he arrogantly sought to control all as the player, Chen Nan's body, with zero honor, summoned a horde of ancient beings to beat him into a swollen mess.

"Next, it's time to return to ten thousand years ago."

He gazed at the illusions formed by these ancient, powerful spiritual thoughts and began calling upon the God of Time and Space.

Having learned of the ancient layout and his world's Dao intent on annihilating all life, Chen Nan no longer harbored the slightest doubt about the existence of the yin-yang light cluster within him.

If this heaven seeks to destroy all life, then all life shall destroy this heaven first!

Even if he must expend everything he possesses—ten thousand years? A hundred thousand? A million? What does it matter? He only seeks a world without evil Dao, securing eternal peace for all races.

"Oh my tofu, if only our world's Dao were a righteous divine stick," Dragon Baby patted his belly and sighed:

"Though he always pokes and prods the adorable Great Virtue and Great Power Baby Dragon, I, a noble soul, am willing to sacrifice myself for all under heaven."

"Burp—too many tasty treats, I'm so full."

The rogue dragon gazed at Dragon Baby with a hollow stare—this little dragon was shameless! He turned his desire to be pampered into a noble cause of saving all beings, making the old dragon look even more disgraceful than a dragon elder!

"Don't think about those things anymore. For us, this is already fortune amid misfortune," Chen Nan, feeling the dragon blade he had just found in his inner realm, turned to the purple-gold divine dragon flying behind him and asked:

"Rogue Dragon, what else have you learned from other worlds and Senior Su Lin? I feel you're still hiding a lot."

"At this point, tell me everything you know."

The purple-gold divine dragon rolled his eyes—kindness met with ingratitude. He'd helped this group triple the speed of gathering Chen Nan's fortunes—those were heavenly opportunities!

The Dragon Elder hasn't touched a single thing, hasn't taken a scrap—all of it was handed over to this brat.

If not for that contract, the Dragon Elder would've demanded at least a processing fee instead of working for free!

"Aowuuu!!! You all must address the great Purple-Gold Divine Dragon! Understand?" the purple-gold divine dragon sneered:

"What other secrets are you hiding? Go ask the old God of Time and Space! Be honest—when did I ever get a benefit without bringing you along?"

"I've gone over it again and again, barely managed to find a few opportunities unrelated to you—don't even think about squeezing info out of me!"

"Damn it! You've already scammed the Dragon Elder for two lifetimes and now you want to steal his secret savings?!"

In his past life, he fled but Chen Nan cut off his escape route; in this life, his sister drained his dragon essence; he had finally turned his life around, yet still had to serve as this guy's bodyguard.

Seeing Rogue Dragon like this, Chen Nan had nothing more to say, only chuckled a few times.

If one must count, every change now stems from Rogue Dragon's influence—this is undeniable.

At this moment, the ancient bell and drum sounds rang out simultaneously, a force suddenly stirred the hearts of all—whether in the mortal realm, heavenly realms, or even hell, all heard this evening bell and morning drum.

It was the God of Time and Space's spiritual fluctuation spanning ten million years; those who carefully sensed it could gain insight.

"The God of Time and Space has returned early; all fate trajectories have become a tangled mess," Du Gu Xiao Xuan's voice echoed from the jade in Chen Nan's chest:

"Whether this is blessing or calamity remains unknown."

"Xiao Bao, you—"

"No need to overthink it. I prefer this over being led by the nose," Chen Nan closed his eyes, quietly sensing, cutting her off:

"Only by doing our best can we have no regrets."

"Also, I am Chen Nan."

The melodious bell rang endlessly, the dull drum beat continued, countless white petals drifted and danced.

When the bell fell silent, the God of Time and Space appeared beside Chen Nan, driving the Time-Space Treasure into his body: "Those two rebellious disciples have been purged. Now, we must go retrieve the ancient ones."

The only regret was that he could not yet contact Chen Zhan or Du Gu Baitian—this was normal; they were too unique, too vital.

The God of Time and Space waited silently as Chen Nan fully absorbed this gift of power; after countless schemes, all had decided to actively intervene, seeking greater strength in the future.

"First, resolve the destined karma—erase Guang Yuan's three lifetimes—then go to the Gate of Reincarnation and the Gate of Guidance to bring them back," the God of Time and Space arranged.

"Mm," Rogue Dragon stroked his dragon whiskers contentedly, a cunning gleam flashing in his lecherous eyes:

"I've already found a fortune for these ancient ones with intact power beyond the boundaries—when the time comes, let them join me in heading beyond the boundaries."

"You know the character of Senior Su Lin, of course—though this fortune wasn't from him, but from a certain Hun Tian Di."

The so-called 007 work system fortune.

These ancient ones, as human resources, could instantly form a respectable power in Ye Fan's world; if managed well, that world would suddenly gain a vast holy sect.

"In this way, our side may yet gain another dozen or so sky-defying experts," the purple-gold divine dragon said with an air of deep concern.

Those present fell silent; outsiders might think they were sending them to an elite university—but they weren't blind during their simulations of the universe.

Though this guy had no good intentions, it truly was a fortune—especially for those ancient experts who hadn't perished; if they could seek change in other worlds, their chances would greatly increase.

"Let's go," Chen Nan opened his eyes, his gaze resolute: "Take me to the ancient era!"

Around them, starlight shimmered; a long river of stars replaced the blue sky, and streams of meteors began falling toward the earth.

In this breathtaking scene, the crowd nearly became transparent sheets—suddenly, a chaotic divine light enveloped them, piercing through space along with their consciousness.

Stars faded, time flowed, and finally they arrived at another ancient era.

Endless chaotic divine light flared, the starry sky reversed, returning to the form of the most primordial star map.

The closer they neared the ancient era, the heavier and more ancient the aura became; solemn killing intent and the resentment of blood seas dyed all time and space with a different hue.

Boom—!

A mysterious, unfathomable force emerged from nothingness, completely sealing the spacetime ahead, cutting off Chen Nan's path forward.

Chen Nan and the two dragons halted, staring at the barrier of ancient time-space, then charged straight through without hesitation.

Here, time and space were forever frozen in that instant; under normal circumstances, unless a nearly complete God of Time and Space guarded within Chen Nan's body, only when his several supreme reincarnated offspring were born could anyone come here to explore the region ahead.

The Purple-Gold Dragon gazed at Chen Nan, who was continuously digging from the partition ahead; for the first time, his lewd gaze and slovenly demeanor returned to normal. He swept his dragon eyes over the several shattered fragments of divine weapons and the cold corpse of a Heaven-Class expert, expressionless.

Brilliant divine light shimmered as they crossed the lifeless land and reached the northern region.

High above, a colossal hand descended from the heavens, intent on utterly annihilating Chen Nan and his companions; at the very moment this hand appeared, an immense pressure surged from the other side of time and space.

"The gods say: today is your death day!" Long Baobao roared, the power of the God of Time and Space enveloping his dragon body, reviving his primordial celestial dragon essence from a past life; his form instantly swelled with the wind.

"Ridiculous!" Three ancient statues stood in the sky, "I was born in chaos, before heaven and earth were formed—I existed first! I am an imperishable body through countless eons!"

They were the Chaos Clan forged by the Evil Dao—the masterminds of an ancient conspiracy—the three incarnations of Hei Shou Guangyuan, representing past, present, and future.

The great battle erupted instantly; dark clouds churned, demonic qi surged.

Endless chaotic divine light surged from the stone statues, seeking to swallow Chen Nan whole.

But Long Baobao suddenly spat forth streams of pure, radiant law—he was the Celestial Dragon, the original God of Light of this realm; the laws he had resonated with from Su Lin allowed him to advance further on this path.

Brilliant, dazzling light shattered the chaos instantly, carving a path forward for Chen Nan.

"Sever all karmic ties!" A radiant divine light arrived from the future, shattering the path Long Baobao had opened; the future incarnation of Hei Shou Guangyuan had crossed time and space to arrive here, severing all karmic connections—but he was also greatly astonished:

"This shouldn't be! The time hasn't come—why has anyone stepped into the trap?!"

"But it's fine—you're already lost in history, merely previewing events from the future."

His words brimmed with confidence, as if victory were certain; he watched Chen Nan and the others fleeing through history with mocking amusement.

But at that moment, a beam of temporal-spatial law erupted from within Chen Nan, cleaving through empty space and striking the time-space passage; the passage shattered, and a towering man clad in tattered purple armor, bathed in blood, tumbled out.

"Damn it! I'm trying to escape! Who dug me out?!" The purple-clad youth pointed at Chen Nan's face and cursed:

"You unlucky brat, you're young but your troublemaking ability is huge—you should be back kneading mud, not laying obstacles on my path!"

"You want a beating? You little brat, come here and let me slap you a couple times!"

Though Chen Nan had anticipated something, he was still stunned by this guy's outburst.

Meanwhile, Guangyuan laughed happily: "Zi Feng! You've only been fleeing for less than a year—your wounded body is doomed today, hahaha!!!"

"Fuck you! #, you piece of shit! #" No character was repeated—if mockery could be ranked, Zi Feng was unquestionably the highest grade, "Cough… cough."

He spat out a mouthful of blood; already gravely wounded, facing Guangyuan at full strength, he was clearly at a disadvantage.

"Heh, unlucky bastard—next time, don't let me run into you." Zi Feng walked calmly toward Guangyuan.

Knowing death was certain, he remained carefree and held no resentment toward others; yet as he passed Chen Nan, he glanced at the Eastern Celestial Dragon beside him: "Looks delicious. Can't say it's not handsome—would make a great battle pet."

"You want to catch it? Fuck you—blind eyes!" The Purple-Gold Dragon cursed.

Zi Feng froze, halted, and stared at this strange dragon, feeling an indescribable sensation: "May I ask, where are you from?"

"From the future!" The Purple-Gold Dragon urged, "Go fight him already—why so many words?! If you can't win, self-destruct—after you explode, Dragon Grandpa will take him on!"

"You're right." Zi Feng suddenly understood, and grinned brightly: "Just fight!"

With a heart prepared for death, he charged forward, unleashing every ounce of his remaining power; endless purple primordial energy spread across heaven and earth.

"A dying blow!" Guangyuan mocked, "You can't even defeat my three incarnations!"

Zi Feng's body finally collapsed, exploding completely.

"The one who kills you shall be Zi Feng!"

After uttering these words, no trace of him remained.

"Now it's your turn." Guangyuan gazed coldly at Chen Nan; his three incarnations moved again.

If all went as expected, these troublesome insects would soon be captured.

"Didn't you hear?" The Purple-Gold Dragon blocked Chen Nan's attempt to summon his inner power, stepped forward, and sneered: "The one who kills you shall be the Purple-Gold Dragon Grandpa."

Endless purple primordial energy was entirely absorbed into the Purple-Gold Dragon's body; his power surged continuously, and a dragon armor coalesced upon his skin.

"Aooooo!!!"

The dragon's roar echoed through heaven and earth; Guangyuan was startled but quickly regained his composure.

"So you've truly reincarnated—you think regaining your past power lets you defeat me?"

He sneered, yet began attacking alongside his three incarnations.

Guangyuan charged forward—only to be instantly smashed by the Purple-Gold Dragon's tail, his protective divine light shattered, and he was flung away.

"Impossible!" Guangyuan stared at the Purple-Gold Dragon, whose aura grew ever more terrifying, "Your current life…"

The Purple-Gold Dragon transformed into a ten-thousand-zhang body; divine power flowed ceaselessly from his life spring, his myriad acupoints manifested cosmic phenomena that enveloped heaven and earth; purple qi gathered on the horizon, forming a thousand-li expanse in the blink of an eye, swirling and obscuring sun and moon.

"Do you think I sold how much blood?"

The Purple-Gold Dragon summoned the surrounding purple qi; serpentine dragons of purple energy coiled and twisted, slicing through space like blades.

"Do you think I learned how many laws?"

He rode clouds and mist, water and fire swirling around his five dragon claws, inhaling and exhaling chaotic qi.

"Do you think I prepared how many resurrection artifacts?"

He spared no essence, ignored defense entirely—even the light of sun, moon, and stars was under his control, transformed into the sharpest knives.

Through the Purple-Gold Dragon Grandpa's selfless sacrifice, Hei Shou Guangyuan was pounded into a frantic, disheveled mess; his face was beaten into a pig's head—he could now be renamed Pig Hand Guangyuan.

The onlookers couldn't help but sigh: Heaven-shattering, Earth-rending Purple-Gold Dragon, thunder-rattling, lightning-striking, wind and fire follow.

Su Lin nodded, gazing at the Purple-Gold Dragon, now barely clinging to life, lifted his teacup slightly: "Continue—I'm listening."

Inside Wangshu Pavilion, Meng Qi was placing the secret manuals he'd brought from the Immortal Realm onto the shelves, while Su Lin lounged with one leg crossed, sipping tea calmly, listening to the heroic tales of the mighty Purple-Gold Dragon.

"Guangyuan is dead—killed by my fearless attacks; his three incarnations were shattered by the God of Time and Space." The Purple-Gold Dragon's mouth dripped blood; his soul, nearly extinguished, was slowly being repaired by Su Lin:

"But he is a servant of the Chaos Clan and the Heavenly Dao, like Qing Tian—his consciousness and origin were not destroyed; he returned to the Dao to be nourished."

"We've been targeted… because we've displayed too many external laws and powers."

Su Lin, peeling sunflower seeds, corrected: "You showed off too much. I don't believe others could have been mobbed like this—especially not by flaunting all those obviously foreign powers."

The Purple-Gold Dragon suddenly remembered he could hide nothing from this man; weakly lifting his snout, he slowly closed his dragon eyes and said:

Its body has not descended, but the revived Guang Yuan is immensely powerful, possessing strength bestowed by the Dao of Heaven.

The Azure Sky was commanded to descend from the severed Primordial Age along the River of Time back to reality.

Now the Time Old Man and Chen Nan's soul have also been targeted; the Azure Sky himself admitted that the Dao of Heaven is deeply interested in the materialization of incomplete souls.

Su Lin picked up an orange roasted on the tea stove, peeled it, and shoved it into his mouth:

After all, your world's Dao of Heaven still needs the souls and resentment of mortals to nourish itself—even an incomplete soul's materialization is like a delicious meal.

Then again, isn't that Dao of Heaven just an upgraded version of the Alaya Consciousness?

"Big Boss, Little Dragon messed up," the Purple Gold Divine Dragon weakly said, "Help me—anything you want."

The God of Time and others, along with countless beings, exhausted themselves helping him escape from the Azure Sky and Guang Yuan, but now the Purple Gold Divine Dragon had no idea what to do.

None of those key anti-Heaven figures are present, Chen Nan's eldest son hasn't even been born yet, and the current situation is nearly as dire as the War Against Heaven.

"Perfect—there's a witness," Su Lin snapped his fingers, instantly restoring the Purple Gold Divine Dragon, then placed a scroll before it:

"You said it yourself—I didn't force you."

"Du Gu Xiao Bai!" The Azure Sky's furious voice still echoed through this historical timeline; in a daze, he saw Chen Nan's primal essence burning itself away.

Furious beyond measure, Du Gu Baitian and his son were his deepest hatred.

Chen Nan stood at the very core of the Summoning Altar, surrounded by many protectors; his face bore resentment as he gazed beyond the formation, but even now, the only thing he could do was activate the Divine Tomb within him to sustain their awakening.

Du Gu Xiao Xuan glanced at Chen Nan and said, "When the Purple Gold Divine Dragon returns, we'll create an opening—you find a way to leave with him."

Our side now has only one Anti-Heaven-level being, the recently restored God of Time—our strength is vastly inferior.

"I beg you all to burn your very selves!" The God of Time used his Steal Heaven power to transform this place into a chaotic temporal hell; he looked at the hundred million summoned souls and said, "Chen Nan cannot die!"

These beings were like fluttering white snowflakes, covering all heaven and earth; those who had perished in the great calamity hesitated not—they immediately offered their own lives to provide power.

For revenge, to shatter this unjust Heaven—even if they were utterly annihilated and could never be reborn.

"What are mere karmic ties to me?" The Azure Sky, in human form, ignored these beings and struck the God of Time with a palm, tearing through layers of spatial seals:

"Be honored—the Dao of Heaven wishes to take your offerings, not destroy them."

"Guang Yuan, aren't you going to seize them?!"

"This is troublesome!" Guang Yuan's aura was stronger than before; chaotic mist surged like an ocean, about to swallow one after another.

But it wasn't that easy—there were more and more of them; he couldn't even imagine how many souls that boy had inside him.

"Eat this, Dragon King's claw!" The Purple Gold Divine Dragon suddenly attacked; the teleportation gate that had left had reappeared on the battlefield, silently and unseen.

Guang Yuan sneered, and the golden claw mark emerging from the void struck him without causing the slightest ripple:

"If you had fully absorbed your past-life primal essence plus your current accumulation, I might fear you a little—but how much primal essence do you still have left to waste like before?"

"You've returned just in time—let's offer you both as sacrifice to the Dao of Heaven."

The reincarnated body of Zi Feng concealed a secret; after his spiritual awareness returned, the information he brought triggered a reaction from the Dao of Heaven—the supreme, slumbering entity stirred slightly and issued a command.

Guang Yuan's form flashed, instantly appearing beside the Purple Gold Divine Dragon, ready to seize him.

"Don't sacrifice everything—I'm not interested in that filthy dragon," a voice appeared beside Guang Yuan, "Your Chaos Clan is interesting—how about you come with me?"

The Azure Sky turned his head—and saw something he had never witnessed in all his eons.

Guang Yuan's head had been severed and held in someone's hand, its mouth curled in a strange smile, sacred laws flowing from its eyes, while beneath the head, a body was breaking apart and reforming into writhing tentacles.

His body was bound by a chain of cosmic law, immobile; the chain emerged from the strange portal, its origin unknown—even the Azure Sky's divine perception could not probe it.

"This surprise tactic is quite useful—could be developed further," Su Lin tossed Guang Yuan's head into the portal; sensing the Azure Sky's gaze, he held up a fragment of the chain and asked,

"Come with me?"

The chain shot toward him, radiating an irresistible aura—he had felt such power only from the Dao of Heaven.

The Azure Sky found it absurd; he raised his arm, light blazing, endless azure radiance engulfing heaven and earth, nearly covering half the universe.

A brilliant blue sword qi emerged from the portal, absorbing all light within the endless azure glow, expanding itself, then—

Shattered the Azure Sky's radiance into fragments.

"How is this possible!!" The Azure Sky struggled desperately, reassembling his form: "I am linked to the Dao of Heaven—how can you—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a man clad in luxurious purple robes standing before him, his index finger tapping his skull.

Shhh—!

A law chain drove him into the portal connecting to the Type-Moon universe.

Too easy?

Meng Qi channeled the Azure Jade Void Sword to build up power, while Su Lin's true body remained in the Source, borrowing partial cosmic laws and primal forces to forge a law chain to control the situation.

This avatar appeared here only by riding the transmission of the law chain's power, clad in the Tianhe Battle Robe, fueled by vast amounts of Immortal Dao energy.

All of this amounted to having the Three Pure Ones and God himself, with remote permissions, strike together—failing to subdue the Azure Sky would be laughable.

"What a pity," Su Lin stood where he was, not leaving.

Because an endless, destructive aura descended like a flood, covering this entire timeline.

"Outsider! Where did you take them?!" A colossal voice rang out, deafening as ten thousand temple bells trembling at once, overwhelming pressure crushing the soul:

"Return the soul marks on them!"

"What primal force?" Su Lin countered, "Oh—you mean the soul marks? Sorry, I misunderstood."

"Do you wish to die?" A cold, colossal voice descended again from the heavens, accompanied by the trembling of collapsing skies and rupturing earth.

He could ignore the fates of tools like the Azure Sky and Guang Yuan—but the primal forces and soul marks must be recovered!

Several galaxies were instantly destroyed; the unleashed power fell from the heavens, aiming to reduce all to cosmic dust.

"Light," Su Lin softly declared; his avatar began stripping away all knowledge tied to creation laws, along with his ordered power and the Golden Core.

Pure—free of contradiction.

"Genesis."

A luminous radiance, clear and containing all possibilities, was released.

It lasted only one second, but in that one second, everything changed under Su Lin's will.

The burning living beings reset to their previous states; the withered revived once more; the energy falling from the high heavens turned into petals of peach blossoms, and for a moment, the entire world became incredibly romantic.

"Good!" The cold voice held no emotion: "You possess what I desire. Surrender yourself!"

Su Lin was just considering whether to ask Meng Qi to return his sword so he could take a photo, when he heard these words. He watched the peach blossom in his hand dissolve into light and asked suspiciously, "What did you just say?"

"I grant you the right to become the new Heaven. This is the honor bestowed upon you by the Heavenly Dao."

"Enough. Let all you are remain in this world—your soul cast into reincarnation, your body turned into nourishment."

In the God's Tomb World, above the Nine Heavens, a vast glowing sphere emitted a blurred human silhouette that stepped forth, ignoring the River of Time and Space, taking one step directly into This World.

When the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao descended along the River of Time and Space, the final cataclysm of this world truly arrived!

"Boom!"

Facing the Heavenly Dao's endless roaring, its arrogance reaching its peak, Su Lin did not hesitate—he slapped it outright, reducing the incessant, dream-filled embodiment that longed to carve him into eight pieces into fragments.

"How is this possible?"

Far away, the Heavenly Dao reformed its shape, stared at Su Lin as if seeing a ghost, and screamed.

"Boom!"

Another giant hand of light descended, smashing the newly reformed Heavenly Dao embodiment into dust.

"A full-fledged Heavenly Dao boss—where did all this talking come from?"

"Don't you think you're being really low right now?"

Su Lin spoke softly, sounding almost disappointed.

Where's your dignity?

Why so much nonsense?

"The entire universe has been ruined and dragged through reincarnation—don't you have any sense of what you've done?"

"Complete laws, a full reincarnation cycle, and growth potential—it was once a perfectly intact universe, now reduced to a broken mess. You, a fusion of collective consciousness, stitched together with resentment, then dragged the universe's primordial essence into a suicidal act—and still think you've achieved greatness?!"

"Are you insane or just stupid?"

Along this journey, whether from information gathered from others or his own direct encounters with the Will of Heaven, the Creator God, and the Root Vortex, Su Lin understood the universe better than anyone else.

Since arriving here, he had felt it: this universe was weak, undernourished and deformed compared to a naturally mature one.

Its upper limit should have been far higher, but this universe itself never gave birth to self-awareness—the true Heavenly Dao.

After fusing with the malfunctioning collective consciousness, enduring countless self-harming reincarnations, it had reached a state where "broken and ragged" was no exaggeration.

Su Lin's words exposed the Heavenly Dao's true nature; the embodiment, reforming once more, roared: "Stop talking! Die!"

The Heavenly Dao, already weakened by slumber and collective will, unleashed a long-hoarded destructive divine light—but even this divine light, to Su Lin, required no evasion.

The Twelve Sacred Beasts of the Tianhe Armor manifested, absorbing the attack without a ripple.

"What manner of being are you?!" The Heavenly Dao's figure gradually faded; recognizing his current form, he felt the urge to retreat and return, his voice still furious—but now trembling with fear.

"Just a passing Heavenly Dao." Su Lin reached out to grasp him—but his hand closed on empty air. The figure had been a mere projection, and now it chose to disperse voluntarily.

Too bad—it wasn't the true body.

Then again, how do you even capture something so abstract if it doesn't take physical form? And if you did capture it, would it simply vanish upon leaving this universe?

The God of Time and Space appeared beside Su Lin, his expression excited: "Lord Su Lin, thank you for your intervention! Once again, we are in your debt!"

"I shouldn't have interfered so casually—after all, you've sacrificed too much, spent countless eons laying your plans." Su Lin glanced at Chen Nan and those behind him and smiled:

"But if next time you run a simulated universe and there are too few NPCs, I'll be troubled myself. Leave the false Heavenly Dao for you to handle."

"No problem?"

The God of Time and Space's eyes widened instantly: "No problem—you've already helped us far too much."

This must be a trial—if we pass, perhaps we may one day join Lord Su Lin's faction or universe?

'Good. No need to help them fight out the grand finale.' Su Lin smiled faintly.

Personally, if someone else solved his enemies for him, he'd be delighted—but it was unnecessary. Whether the Purple Gold Divine Dragon or Chen Nan, with the resources they had, eliminating this false Heavenly Dao was merely a matter of time.

After Su Lin departed, Chen Nan's group turned to the Purple Gold Divine Dragon: "You really do have some clout among those great ones?"

"Dragon integrity matters most—not power," the Purple Gold Divine Dragon said carelessly. "Otherwise, what do you think my status is?"

"Backup ingredients."

Two chapters merged—where's the pre-written draft? If I had one, I wouldn't be updating at midnight.

(End of Chapter)