Chapter 137

"You..."

He hesitated a moment, then Zu Feng asked his final question:

"Why do you use this life-for-life fighting style?"

She didn't understand; isn't cultivation meant to live more happily?

Why does Jiaoming exchange life for life?

Could it be that the meaning of his cultivation is merely to kill the three of us?

She found it hard to believe she could have such great hatred toward him...

Jiaoming had no need to hide:

"Because I don't want you to eternally enslave the myriad spirits of the Primordial Wasteland, no matter the cost, you must die."

"You want the Saint's position? I'll give it to you!"

Quasi-Saint?

Inquiry? Doubt? Astonishment? Begging for mercy? Cursing?

These words somewhat surprised Jiaoming; his purpose in seeking a breakthrough was originally to slay the three ancestors, and now only the dying Zu Feng remains, his purpose already fulfilled.

"Fellow Daoist, take care!"

"You... why are you still going to die!"

What a strange realm name.

Thus, the various previously interrupted phenomena reappeared; although Jiaoming had once made offerings to heaven and earth, heaven and earth still celebrated him.

The imprint of the Red Bird was carved deep into the Primordial Wasteland; earthly fire turned into bird form, vital energy also turned into bird form; mountains, rivers, oceans, islands—all over the Primordial Wasteland were newly etched with bird shapes.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, attaining the Dao is within expectation!"

Seeing off the troublesome old man Hongjun, Jiaoming turned his gaze toward Zu Feng and softly said:

"Are you ready?"

The dense power of heaven and earth of the Southern Wasteland condensed upon Jiao Ming as the center; his occasional emanations of aura made the two observers tremble with fear. They were both envious and in awe—not only of Jiao Ming, but also of this ancient heaven and earth!

"You want treasures, beauty, honor—I can find them all for you!"

"Go ahead—I want to leave Hongjun with the utmost righteousness!"

One must admit, Hongjun's calculations are quite good; anyone with a shred of will to live would now have second thoughts……

"Fellow Daoist, what are your thoughts?"

Jiao Ming lightly tapped her smooth, delicate forehead with his index finger; in the next instant, Ancestor Phoenix's aura vanished, yet under his control she seemed merely asleep.

Hongjun reacted the fastest, immediately offering a congratulatory smile:

But it's a pity—this antique of Jiao Ming from the old era finds no vessel to carry him in the new age……

Finally, Jiao Ming's qi reached its peak.

Faced with Jiao Ming's curious inquiry, Hongjun gave a faint smile:

"Now the two ancestors have been slain, Ancestor Phoenix bows to death, all obstacles have vanished—why not continue breaking through the realm?"

【At this joyous moment, the vile demon ancestor Rahu nevertheless launched a surprise attack on the defenseless Ancestor of Myriad Spirits! The forefather fell, heaven and earth grieved together, and myriad spirits shed tears.】

No, none of it is necessary……

If so, why bother breaking through at all?

Jiao Ming was about to refuse, yet for some reason, a hint of curiosity and desire stirred in his heart:

Indeed, I have struggled for so many aeons, just one step away from attaining the longed‑for Quasi‑Saint status; to die now would be somewhat regrettable.

"You want to become a Quasi‑Saint—I'll grant it!"

"Including risking one's life?"

But unfortunately, that does not include oneself.

Seeing Hongjun still wanting to argue, Jiao Ming sighed, directly employed Quasi‑Saint methods, and in one move shoved the bewildered Hongjun back to his cultivation ground—the 【Jade Capital Mountain】 located in the Eastern Wasteland territory.

Hongjun only felt a blur before his eyes, and in the next instant he found himself back at the summit of Jade Capital Mountain; the old tree that had accompanied him for countless aeons swayed its branches in the mountain breeze, as if welcoming him home……

Faced with Hongjun's words that broke his defenses, Jiao Ming merely shook his head:

"I and you are not of the same kind……"

No wonder the old man Hongjun insisted I break through to Quasi‑Saint and then die—he wants to use this method to salvage his own death‑bound heart.

This power is so inconceivable; Jiao Ming can feel that after one breakthrough, most of his various foundational‑level grave injuries have been largely repaired, the rest just needs a bit of nurturing, and after dozens of aeons he will surely recover completely!

Sensing this, Jiao Ming suddenly understood:

【In some epoch, the Ancestor of Myriad Spirits Jiao Ming slew the three clan forefathers who had committed myriad evils; the Ancestor Dragon became mountains and rivers, the Ancestor Phoenix's corpse remained a blazing volcano, the Ancestor Qilin was refined into calamitous ash—no trace of their remains remains!】

Smack!

Jiao Ming helplessly brushed away the bewitching art clinging to him; anyone could tell this was the old coot Hongjun's trick to stir his will to live.

Ancestor Phoenix, shocked to the point of doubting her existence, momentarily wanted to speak but held back.

Watching Jiao Ming sit defenseless before him, breaking through, Ancestor Phoenix was somewhat speechless, yet did nothing extraneous, merely quietly observing his breakthrough.

Upon hearing Jiao Ming's words, Hongjun, who had been beaming, immediately slumped his old face:

Better to wait until after the breakthrough……

Her eyes held no regret, only indifference.

Ancestor Phoenix could not comprehend, what kind of sage‑like talk is this?!

From now on, there will be no more 'dragon veins' in heaven and earth; they will be replaced by 'bird veins', because the earth's veins have all collectively grown toward avian form……

But……

It's not that Ancestor Phoenix suddenly had an epiphany; rather, this time there's no escape—even if Jiao Ming were killed, there would still be Hongjun and Rahu!

Rather than courting death, it's better to quietly observe the rites, as the first…… uh…… Quasi‑Saint observer of the Wasteland.

Zu Feng looked bewildered:

So, should we still kill it or not?

"I don't understand! Going with me to create a new era of the Primordial Wilderness—what's wrong with that!!"

I've never seen anyone with such a rotten nature, damn it!

"Why! Why go to your death for a bunch of doomed ants and wild grass! Live!"

And if one were to look down upon the Southern Wasteland at this moment, they would see that the fire qi of the entire Southern Wasteland converges or sways around Jiao Ming's torch, as if responding to him.

Under such power, one could take down the three ancestors in a snap, and the gap with Great Luo cannot be measured by reason.

Jiao Ming and Zu Feng looked over, puzzled, only to hear Hongjun sigh:

Thus, under the joint observation of the two greatest divine abilities in the current Primordial Wilderness, Jiao Ming's qi began to undergo a wondrous change……

Luo Hou thought for a moment, then thrust his spear at Jiao Ming……

"Dao friend, you've come this far in life—why rush to seek death?"

Saying this, in Hongjun's delighted gaze, Jiao Ming sat cross-legged in place, cultivating together with countless true spirits, gradually refining the Southern Wasteland's heaven and earth……

Hongjun wanted to continue advising, but Jiao Ming then said:

"However, I really want to try the feeling of breaking through to Quasi-Sage."

This is an inconceivable power, a power far exceeding individual limits; this realm is completely different from Great Luo Golden Immortal—Great Luo is still human power, while Quasi-Sage is the true power of heaven and earth!

Jiao Ming replied softly.

"Even if you want to become the Dao Ancestor, I can yield!"

As for her, Jiao Ming was willing to leave her a complete corpse……

Zu Feng also congratulated dryly:

"You……"

Seeing his little trick discovered by Jiao Ming, Hongjun couldn't help but laugh awkwardly.

"I……"

"Alright."

The Southern Wasteland lies to the south of the five directions, with a hot climate, reddish soil, many volcanoes, and belongs to fire in the Five Elements.

"Including."

Suddenly someone spoke, but it wasn't Jiao Ming; it was the observing Hongjun.

Hongjun was so angry his head felt big:

He opened his eyes, and that gaze made both of them feel a burning sensation all over.

Jiao Ming smiled.

"I won't just scrape by!"

In short, Jiao Ming brought an immense, indelible change to the Primordial Wilderness's heaven and earth, manifesting in every aspect, though he himself wouldn't dwell on it.

"Congratulations…… congratulations……"

Hongjun's words left Jiao Ming stunned.

Indeed, wounded as he is, he'll die anyway, so there's no rush to self-destruct.

"But why are you dead-set on dying?! Isn't it better to live?!"

This is the first time a Quasi-Sage has been born in the Southern Wasteland, and also the first time a Quasi-Sage has been born in the Primordial Wilderness since the creation of heaven and earth!

At this moment, he is truly the rightful protagonist of heaven and earth.

After all, he has always wanted to bring himself onto the new era's great ship, so that the two of them could shine together in the new age, and so on.

Afterwards, Jiao Ming waved his hand and sent the corpse back to the Great Fire Mountain.

Jiao Ming smiled, then marveled at his own mighty power.

After doing all this, Jiao Ming let out a regretful sigh, facing the bewildered Luo Hou.

The Golden Crow True Fire blazed again, and Jiao Ming also prepared to self-destruct, wanting to bring this final enemy along into death.

"Dao friend, I appreciate your good intentions."

"Wait!"

Therefore, the heaven-and-earth power of the Southern Wasteland is crimson-red, looking like a raging blaze!

The vast heaven-and-earth power from all over the Southern Wasteland surged forth like a prairie fire, waves of flame rushing toward Jiao Ming, making him like a towering blazing torch.

Zu Feng froze, then let out a bitter sigh and closed his eyes.

"I have nothing left to ask—let's fight."

She sighed and said.

Hongjun had never been so frustrated before, because this guy in front of him is just damn impervious to reason.

【At this moment, Dao Ancestor Hongjun strode out of Jade Capital Mountain, engaging in a thunderous clash with the vile and shameless Luo Hou—a battle of Dao and demon, a showdown of Dao versus demon, which will place a perfect period on this interminable tribal war that has lasted who knows how many eons……】

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(End of chapter)