Chapter 490

Chapter 490: The Master, Heaven and Man

"There is a tablet!"

Dao Sovereign Penglai arrived at the entrance and immediately spotted a stone tablet inscribed with the words "Heaven’s Secret Pavilion" standing within a spatial area.

"Why is it Heaven’s Secret Pavilion again!"

Meng Qingluo frowned heavily.

The other Dao Sovereigns also wore grave expressions. One of them said, "Ever since Dao Sovereign Ziyang fell, everything that has happened afterward has been linked to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion in some way."

"Now, traces of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion appear once more in the Taixu Domain. They truly keep haunting us."

"The master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion once claimed he knew the truth behind Dao Sovereign Ziyang’s fall," another Dao Sovereign said solemnly. "Could he possibly be connected to Dao Sovereign Ziyang’s death?"

"Hmph!"

Dao Sovereign Penglai said coldly, "If you say it’s unrelated, who among you believes that?"

Regardless.

A stone tablet carved with the words "Heaven’s Secret Pavilion" appearing at the entrance to the Taixu Domain could hardly be an auspicious sign for the twelve Dao Sovereigns.

"Then, do we still enter?"

Meng Qingluo nodded slightly. "Naturally, we take a look."

"The legend of the Taixu Domain has circulated for years. Since we’ve arrived, how could we leave empty-handed?"

"With our combined strength, we should be able to enter and leave unharmed."

"That makes sense."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Swoosh!

Meng Qingluo took the lead, flying into the abyss.

…

Within the Taixu Domain, the World of the Abyss.

Feng Wuji ventured deeper.

The darkness churned like thick ink. Pitch blackness shrouded everything; Feng Wuji’s power of the Great Dao and his primordial spirit were both suppressed by the force of the Origin Dao of darkness.

This was absolute darkness. Under the suppression of the Dark Great Dao, Feng Wuji found it incredibly difficult to mobilize his magic power; every step was a struggle.

"If I keep going like this, I might be slowly exhausted to death," Feng Wuji muttered to himself.

The darkness surged forward like a tide, invading his physical body, gnawing away at his magic power, his primordial spirit path, and his Great Dao.

Feng Wuji’s vitality weakened rapidly.

Steeling his resolve, he immediately activated the Dutian Dao Xuanjing, mobilizing the Great Dao World of the Nine Heavens.

Boom!

The moment the Dutian Dao Xuanjing activated, something bizarre occurred.

The Dark Great Dao energy flooding into Feng Wuji’s body seemed to be pacified, actually allowing him to effortlessly refine it, condensing and refining Dark Divine Patterns one after another.

"How strange…" A look of delight spread across Feng Wuji’s face; it seemed that his techniques could control this world’s power, the force of the Great Dao in the Taixu Domain.

"I wonder if I could refine the Dark Origin Great Dao…"

A bold idea arose in Feng Wuji’s heart.

He cultivated the Dutian Dao Xuanjing, capable of forging one hundred and eight Great Dao Worlds, and the Dark Great Dao was the missing link in his current path.

He was a practitioner; as soon as the thought came, he immediately activated his mystic arts, starting to draw the force of the Dark Great Dao from this bizarre world and transform it into his own power.

Time passed, and Feng Wuji absorbed the immense force; within his body, the tenth Great Dao World gradually formed.

"Heh heh heh…" Feng Wuji laughed.

He had guessed correctly; the darkness force of this world was vast and boundless, and despite his intense efforts to devour it, he could not swallow all of it.

Even so, Feng Wuji successfully forged the Dark Origin World.

Having mastered the Dark Origin Great Dao, Feng Wuji was no longer suppressed; like a fish swimming swiftly, he shot straight toward the deepest part.

After an unknown amount of time passed.

A dazzling crimson immortal light came into view.

Feng Wuji leaped and jumped out of the dark world, arriving at a new world.

In this world, a divine sun hung in the sky, filled with a surging pure Yang Great Dao aura; heaven and earth were scorched like a furnace, with no signs of life.

"Another Great Dao World…"

At that moment.

Feng Wuji confirmed that both the dark world and the pure Yang world were Great Dao Worlds.

"It seems like there’s someone on the sun."

He raised his head and looked; on the blazing divine sun, a figure seemed to be sitting cross-legged motionlessly, which appeared to be the source of the pure Yang Great Dao.

Mad Daoist Feng Wuji flew toward the sun.

"Hiss…" As soon as he entered the sun, his entire body was ignited by the pure Yang Great Dao.

Feng Wuji immediately activated his mystic arts.

An astonishing scene reappeared.

The violent pure Yang Great Dao became extremely docile; Feng Wuji opened all his body’s apertures and devoured the pure Yang origin like a whale gulping water.

The Pure Yang Origin World succeeded naturally.

"Hahaha…"

Feng Wuji laughed madly.

This Taixu Domain was filled with the origins of various Great Dao Worlds; for him, it was simply a treasure trove.

"It would be best if there could be one hundred and eight Great Dao Worlds."

Feng Wuji was greedy to the extreme.

One hundred and eight Great Dao Worlds would let him cultivate the Dutian Dao Xuanjing to the perfection state in one move, becoming the most top-tier Sovereign of the World in the Hongmeng Dao Realm.

He looked toward the person sitting cross-legged in the sun.

Attired in a purple robe with black hair and pallid skin, his back was hollowed out like an empty sack of flesh. A pure Yang Dao Fruit floated within the human skin, supplying energy to the Pure Yang World.

Feng Wuji furrowed his brows.

"After this person was killed, his cultivation fused entirely into this world. Could it be that the Dark Origin World earlier also formed this way?"

Excitement surged within him.

If his speculation proved true, just who was secretly collecting Dao Sovereigns’ Dao fruits?

"Who cares who it is? These Origin Daos are immensely useful to me. The more dead Dao Sovereigns, the better. Ideally, there would be one hundred and eight for me to select from."

If he could gather all one hundred and eight Origin Daos required to cultivate the Dutian Dao Xuanjing, Feng Wuji would save himself at least a million—or even ten million—years of bitter struggle.

He swiftly flew toward the next world.

It was a chaotic cosmos: heaven and earth inverted, primordial energies collapsing. Under the influence of the Chaos Origin Dao, all of Feng Wuji’s magic power became wildly disordered, and his Dao itself began to unravel.

Calm and composed, Feng Wuji circulated the Dutian Dao Xuanjing.

Indeed.

The Chaos Origin Dao was equally subdued and refined by him, allowing him to seamlessly forge the Chaos Origin World.

"HAHAHAHA…"

Feng Wuji roared with laughter.

This was no perilous realm—it was practically tailor-made for him!

"The Master is truly Heaven and Man!"

Feng Wuji praised aloud.

In his view, Ye Xu must have known the Taixu Domain held fateful opportunities for him and thus sent him here.

Naturally, Ye Xu had no such knowledge.

Feng Wuji charged into the next world.

Like a bandit plundering treasure, he obsessively stole World Origins, utterly consumed by the delight of it.

"These Dao Realms—they were all cultivated by Dao Sovereigns."

At this very moment.

Meng Qingluo, Dao Sovereign Penglai, and others also entered the Taixu Domain. Yet even as Dao Sovereigns, they were suppressed by the power of the Pure Yang Origin Dao, unable to unleash their full strength.

"Look—there’s someone there!"

A Dao Sovereign cried in shock, pointing toward the human skin seated within the sun.

The group flew closer.

"Dao Sovereign Ziyang?"

Dao Sovereign Penglai and Meng Qingluo exclaimed simultaneously.

"Only his skin remains."

Another Dao Sovereign declared grimly.

"Daoist friend Ziyang’s Dao Fruit was dug out and made the power source of this world. His lifetime of cultivation… became a bridal gown for another’s glory." A chill ran down Meng Qingluo’s spine.

This was man-made.

"Who exactly did it?"

Dao Sovereign Penglai said angrily and sorrowfully, with a feeling of shared peril for each other’s fate. Since Dao Sovereign Ziyang could have his Dao fruit taken to replenish the world’s power, they might suffer the same.

"Could it be the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion?"

One Dao Sovereign said solemnly.

"I don’t know."

Meng Qingluo shook her head.

"If the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion truly wanted to kill us, he could have acted at Heaven’s Secret Pavilion." Meng Qingluo said: "But since it wasn’t him, why is the stone tablet of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion at the entrance?"

"Perhaps, with many witnesses present back then, he wanted to keep a good reputation and thus spared our lives." Dao Sovereign Penglai speculated.

"It’s possible."

After thinking for a moment, Meng Qingluo also agreed with Dao Sovereign Penglai’s view.

"Dear friends, should we continue exploring?" One Dao Sovereign said with a trembling voice, seeing Dao Sovereign Ziyang’s miserable fate and feeling a desire to retreat.

"This person’s ability probably hasn’t reached the level of dominating everything entirely."

Meng Qingluo analyzed, "Otherwise, he wouldn’t target only one Dao Sovereign at a time."

"So, if we work together, even if we encounter him, we may not be without a chance of winning."

"Hmm."

Dao Sovereign Penglai agreed.

"Moreover, the sudden appearance of the Taixu Domain was likely someone’s deliberate attempt to lure us here." Meng Qingluo added: "Since we’ve already come, let’s meet Him."

"You are truly a heroine among women, haha…"

"If both Daoist brothers have no fear, why should I be afraid?" Dao Sovereign Lingxu laughed heartily: "Even if we truly met with disaster, on the Yellow Springs Road, with all dear friends accompanying us, it wouldn’t be lonely!"

"Shut up!"

Dao Sovereign Penglai and Meng Qingluo shouted simultaneously, both looking furious.

"Truly a jinx!"

"Can’t you say something auspicious?"

Dao Sovereign Lingxu chuckled awkwardly.