Chapter 1066: Ancestor Yang Mei

"What? The Sages actually joined forces with Luo Hou to set up a peerless array, intending to trap and kill Di Qi! The result was instead a great victory for Di Qi, and Laozi and the other Sages have fallen!"

"Damn, Di Qi is actually this fierce. The seven Sages joined forces, yet six of them were killed!"

"This Luo Hou is truly worthy of being the Demon Ancestor; he was so decisive, detonating the supreme killing treasure, the God-Slaying Spear!"

"It's a pity, Houtu, it's a pity she was coerced by the Wu Clan!"

"Hahaha, wonderful. The Sages were always plotting against our Human Race and the Great King; now they finally know the Great King's power. It is just a pity that the Heavenly Dao is indestructible, and Sages do not die."

"Hiss, even with the seven Sages joining forces, they suffered a crushing defeat. To what level has Di Qi's cultivation actually reached!"

On the Primordial Continent, the Human Race was cheering and jumping for joy, and the Ten Thousand Races were equally exhilarated.

And in the newly conquered territories, the Ten Thousand Races who had originally been 'bearing humiliation and carrying heavy burdens' had now completely given up hope.

Even the seven Sages joining forces suffered a crushing defeat; who could possibly kill Di Qi!

Unless the Dao Ancestor takes action.

Haotian was completely silent; he had originally harbored some small schemes, but now they were completely gone.

He even felt his desire to continue serving as the Heavenly Emperor fade.

The Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court appeared to be high and mighty, even the nominal Lord of the Three Realms, but in the end, he had Di Qi pressing down on his head.

He was also a proud and arrogant person; how could he accept this.

Zhenyuanzi, Minghe Laozu, and the Queen Mother of the West were all secretly glad they knew how to read the situation; given the combat power Di Qi displayed in the Demon World, I am afraid even if the Dao Ancestor took action personally, it would be of no use.

"Yin Qi is too strong!"

Chen Nan, Ye Fan, and others exclaimed one after another.

They had a feeling as if they were in a dream; Yin Qi, who was once 'on the same level' as them, seemed to have grown to a height they needed to look up to in the blink of an eye.

Vaguely, they could not help but feel a sense of disparity in their hearts.

In Chaos.

Luo Hou was covered in blood, a sight too horrible to look at.

He fled in a panic all the way, and only stopped after he had escaped far away from the Primordial World and confirmed that Yin Qi had not caught up.

"Di Qi! I will not stand under the same sky as you!"

Luo Hou roared.

His fists were clenched tight, his eyes were bulging, and the veins on his neck were throbbing.

Aside from the time he was plotted against by Hongjun and died under siege, he had never been this disheveled.

Self-destructing the God-Slaying Spear was one thing, but even his realm had fallen back to the Quasi-Saint Peak.

Tens of thousands of years of planning, gone in an instant.

Huff! Huff!

Luo Hou panted heavily, and it was a long time before he slowly calmed down.

After the anger, he had to face reality and think about his future path.

Or more accurately, revenge.

Kill Di Qi, kill Hongjun!

"Fellow Daoist Luo!"

Just then, a voice suddenly came from ahead, startling Luo Hou into a great jump, his whole body tensing up.

"Who is it?"

Luo Hou's gaze was sharp, his eyes filled with Divine Light as he looked ahead, able to see an old Daoist with a child's face and crane-like hair walking from the depths of Chaos; he seemed slow yet fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was right before him.

"It's you, Yang Mei!"

Luo Hou was startled at first, then relaxed slightly.

He had originally thought it was Hongjun who had come to hunt him down; he did not expect it to be Yang Mei.

As a contemporary of the same generation, although he could not say he was very familiar with Yang Mei, he knew quite a bit about him and knew that his cultivation back then was by no means inferior to his own.

It was just that he did not know why the other party did not participate in the struggle for 'Dao Ancestor'.

Or rather, the struggle for the First Saint.

After he was resurrected and returned, when he was learning about the history of the Primordial World, he did not find any trace of Yang Mei.

It seemed that after the Dragon-Han Calamity, the other party had completely disappeared. He had originally thought he had fallen and died at the hands of Hongjun; he did not expect him to still be alive.

Yang Mei had a child's face and crane-like hair, wearing a green robe.

His most distinct feature was his extremely long eyebrows, which hung down from the corners of his eyes all the way to his shoulders.

"You, you have become a Saint!"

Luo Hou looked at Yang Mei; his mind had just calmed down, but his eyes bulged out again.

How is this possible!

The reason Hongjun was able to become a Saint was because he defeated him and obtained immeasurable luck.

The reason he was able to become a Saint was because he borrowed the power of the Demon World.

But by what right could Yang Mei!

Yang Mei smiled slightly; how could he not understand Luo Hou's thoughts? He said, "There are thousands of ways to become a Saint. Why is it surprising that this poor Daoist has become a Saint? Didn't you become a Saint not long ago?"

Luo Hou paused, but still asked, "Which path did you take?"

Read every word carefully!

Yang Mei said, "Law."

Luo Hou exclaimed, "Law Sanctification, how is this possible!"

Although there are many methods to become a Saint, Law Sanctification is absolutely the most difficult, and of course, it is also the most direct path to the Great Dao.

Back then, it was not that he had never considered Law Sanctification, because this path to sainthood had the greatest potential and the strongest combat power.

It is just a pity that reality taught him a lesson.

Back then, he had cultivated nine laws, including the Killing Law, the Destruction Law, and the Devouring Law, to the peak of the Rough Branch Realm, but he simply could not cross the final hurdle for a full tens of millions of years.

In despair, he sought the fortune of the Primordial World, hoping to use that fortune to become a Saint.

From this, one can see the difficulty of Law Sanctification.

Not to mention others, just look at the various Saints.

Even after having been Saints for millions of years, borrowing the power of the Heavenly Dao to comprehend the laws, they still have not achieved Law Sanctification.

Yang Mei smiled slightly: "The path is walked by people; there is nothing impossible."

Hearing this, Luo Hou felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

He had always held himself in high regard and looked down upon everyone in the world, but in the end, he first lost to Hongjun in their struggle, then just now lost to Di Qi after uniting with the various Saints, and now he has lost to Yang Mei in the study of Daoism.

It seemed as if a voice was telling him that he was not the most outstanding cultivator in the Primordial World.

There were many people more formidable than him.

Although he felt uncomfortable, he dared not show it in front of Yang Mei; after all, he had already fallen back to a Peak Quasi-Saint, and he was also severely injured.

He turned the subject and asked: "Why has there been no news of you in the Primordial World all these years? I thought you had also fallen into Hongjun's trap."

Yang Mei said: "This person Hongjun, although his mind is a bit heavy, is not without the capacity to tolerate others. Back then, this poor Daoist and he became Saints almost at the same time, but he ultimately walked ahead of this poor Daoist.

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot hold two tigers.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, this poor Daoist chose to travel through Chaos."

Luo Hou let out an "oh" and asked curiously: "In these years of traveling through Chaos, have you encountered other worlds? With your Innate Supernatural Power, you can also traverse the Xukong Sword Sword Sword Sword within Chaos and travel very far."

Yang Mei's true form is the Hollow Willow, naturally controlling the Space Law.

This kind of control is far beyond what Di Jiang can compare to.

Other Saints must honestly fly through Chaos, but Yang Mei can traverse the chaotic space.

Yang Mei nodded and exclaimed: "Chaos is vast, and creation is infinite. Our Primordial World is not alone; in the depths of Chaos, there are all kinds of worlds.

Some of these worlds are only a little over a billion miles wide, where it is difficult even to become an immortal.

Some worlds even exceed the Primordial World and have existences comparable to the Great God Pangu.

Their cultivation methods are also diverse.

But the Great Dao leads to the same destination by different paths.

No matter what the path of cultivation is, it must ultimately return to the comprehension of laws."

"Hiss!"

Luo Hou's eyes widened, and he gasped.

In the depths of Chaos, there are actually existences comparable to the Great God Pangu; wouldn't that mean they are only one step away from proving the Great Dao!

"Then, what is your purpose in returning to the Primordial World this time...?" (End of this chapter)