Chapter 1 ......

Buzz!

Many things happened within his mind, but in the outside world, only a blink of an eye had passed.

Above the long sky, the Mi Tian Gang winds still howled back and forth, and the collision between the rolling thunderclouds and the painting of mountains and rivers had not yet ended, seemingly destined to continue forever.

The group of Great Zhou powerhouses outside the Tianqi Platform had not yet recovered from the sudden surge of qi, but they saw the Taoist sitting cross-legged on the Tianqi Platform had opened his eyes at some unknown time.

"The Universe Three Thousand Killing Dao Diagram... Star Lord Lou, you're quite generous!"

Slowly exhaling a mouthful of turbid air, the starlight deep within An Qisheng's eyes had not dissipated, and there was immense shock in his heart.

This shock was not only because this Killing Dao Diagram possessed many mysteries, but also because of the realm it revealed!

It had been over ten thousand years since he obtained information about the 'star level' realm from the Dao Yi Diagram, and he had entered dreams of many worlds, witnessing many cultivation systems, but this was the first time he had seen a realm overlapping with the Dao Yi Diagram!

Dao Extremity!

This was the realm of Star Lord Lou.

In the Dao Yi Diagram, this realm belonged to six stars!

The world where Star Lord Lou was located was called the 'Barbaric Realm', which also had a cultivation path unique to its world, and the realms within it were also very complex and difficult to unify.

But only the 'Dao Extremity' realm was subtly recorded in the Killing Dao Diagram, and it seemed that even in other worlds, the existence of this realm was called Dao Extremity!

Those in this realm were no longer acquired, but formed their own universe, independent of heaven and earth, able to escape into the void and break realms, able to break realms and create heavens, and were truly overlords when viewed across countless worlds!

And the process of advancing to this realm was also called 'Breaking the Heavenly Barrier'; a single realm was the difference between clouds and mud.

Among all the worlds, even with endless supernatural powers and fortuitous encounters, there was absolutely no one who could overcome those of a higher realm from a lower realm within this realm!

In the Universe Three Thousand Killing Dao Diagram, the next realm was called the Ascension Dragon Gate, meaning that before breaking the Heavenly Barrier, this realm was as long and difficult as a mortal ascending to heaven, a fish leaping over the Dragon Gate.

Difficult, and long.

In the Dao Yi Diagram, five stars were Nirvana, and its meaning was even more straightforward: to pass this realm, one either succeeded or died!

"Dao Extremity, huh..."

Muttering to himself, An Qisheng severed all distracting thoughts and stood up.

A stream of light that even a Yuanshen Great Cultivator could not detect, rose from his heart in the instant he stood up, rushing towards the painting of mountains and rivers at the extreme end of the long sky at a speed surpassing the world's extreme.

The stream of light was extremely restrained; An Qisheng asked himself that even if a Saint descended with his avatar, if not face to face, he would definitely not be able to discover the Qi seed hidden within!

Buzz!

In an instant, the stream of light dissipated. In an imperceptible detail, as the thunderclouds gradually receded, a wisp of 'Qi' energy, different from all the vitality and spiritual energy in the world, slowly spread out.

Like a drop of ink entering the sea, it seemed unusual, but even the seawater itself could not detect the difference.

......

Outside the high heavens, in the Mi Tian Gang winds, a white-haired youth stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the heaven and earth.

He stood extremely high; only the six great suns transformed by the endless laws of Dao were higher than him, and countless galaxies and countless stars were below him.

From here, he overlooked heaven and earth.

All the scenes of the myriad phenomena were in his gaze.

The Earth Immortal Dao Heaven had six layers; the six layers of Heavenly Towers rose layer upon layer, and the great suns pierced through the six layers of Heavenly Towers, showering boundless light, which was the highest point in the world.

Beneath the continent that carried the mortal world, endless stars surrounded it, like a great formation, dedicating everything to the original heaven and earth.

With his eyesight, the mountains, rivers, grass, and trees above the myriad stars were also clearly visible.

Outside the continent, there were countless living stars, which were the places where the Imperial Court raised its troops.

Any deity, or even the most ordinary heavenly soldier, needed the offerings of at least one living star to survive.

"Nine Cauldrons, Painting of Mountains and Rivers..."

Looking at the boundless continent spanning the sea of stars, the white-haired youth muttered to himself. The hand he had slightly raised suddenly moved, and he began to form hand seals, as if to deduce something.

But at this moment, his palm paused slightly, and he looked up as if sensing something.

This place was already extremely high. Above that, the starlight was sparse, the Gang winds were thin, and only the eternally existing great suns radiated light. Other than that, there seemed to be nothing else.

But at this moment, it seemed that a Dao that could not be described streaked across the sky like a meteor.

"Heh!"

The white-haired youth sneered and soared into the sky, striding towards the ultimate end of the sea of stars.

Heaven had six layers, but six was not six, but was taken from the meaning of 'three threes are endless, six sixes are infinite'.

If one did not know the way, even great demons and great gods would not be able to step out of the six layers of Heavenly Towers.

But for the white-haired youth, it was nothing. It seemed to be only an instant before he had traversed trillions of miles of void and ascended to the ultimate end of the universe.

Here, was above the great suns, the extreme of the heavens.

A magnificent palace complex stretching for hundreds of millions of miles was located here.

Sacred, majestic, grand, solemn...

All the words in the mortal world were not enough to describe the magnificence and holiness of this palace. Every inch of it seemed to contain infinite mysteries. Just one glance would make one's mind drunk.

If a mortal with great comprehension saw this divine court, he would be able to comprehend all kinds of supernatural powers and even immortal arts from it.

Because this divine court inherently contained immeasurable supernatural powers and immortal methods.

Unfortunately, at this time, more than half of the divine court had collapsed, the former magnificence was no longer visible, and outside the Imperial Court, there was an invisible divine fire that had not been extinguished for tens of thousands of years.

Seeing this fire, a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the white-haired youth: "The Nirvana Severing Holy Fire..."

It was the Phoenix's natal flame, the 'Nirvana Severing Holy Fire'.

It could burn stars and scorch the heavens. Whether it was gods, Buddhas, humans, demons, or ghosts, all were restrained by this fire. Since ancient times, only one of all the gods and demons who had been touched by this fire had survived.

"White Emperor!"

Before the white-haired youth had stopped for long, a dignified voice echoed from outside the divine court: "The gods have fallen, the divine court has collapsed, and the divine path has weakened. Are you satisfied with this result?!"

"Emperor Yan!"

The white-haired youth stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the ruined divine court, his tone indifferent: "What does your divine court have to do with me?"

"The divine path is the divine path of all the gods!"

The dignified voice was vast like clouds hanging in the sky. As it echoed, endless spiritual opportunities came one after another, gathering towards this place: "The divine court is also like this! It is not unique to me."

"These words can only deceive ordinary immortals and gods. Even Xuan, Cang, Chi, and Jin would not be bewitched by you. I and Qingtian have never believed it!"

The white-haired youth sneered: "I am curious about what you promised that could make those four old ghosts rush into 'Phoenix' for you?"

"If you had been willing to join hands with the Four Emperors Xuan, Cang, Chi, and Jin to set up the 'Five Emperors Dao Evolution Array' and cooperate with my avatar, how could the turmoil of that year have destroyed the divine court?"

There was a hint of sigh in the dignified voice, as if he could not bear the destruction of the divine court: "If you want the position of God Emperor, what harm is there in giving it to you?"

"Want?!"

The white-haired youth interrupted the dignified voice: "I am already a God Emperor, why do I need you to give it to me?! Emperor Yan, you keep me only to appease the hearts of the gods, so don't show any mercy in front of me, it only makes people sick!"

The White Emperor sneered in his heart, his tone full of undisguised sarcasm:

"To be able to tire you to speak softly, it can be seen that you six have really encountered a huge threat, so you have to ask the 'large ants' in your eyes for help again and again!"

The divine court was high in the sky, looking down from here, one could see all the heavens and worlds.

The white-haired youth's eyesight was excellent, and vaguely, he could see five different but extremely powerful and holy streams of light, each disappearing into different parts of the heaven and earth.

One entered the sea of stars, one entered Sumeru, one entered the ancestral court of the Eastern Victory Dao Sect...

This scene was very similar to the scene of the turmoil back then, but unfortunately, whether it was the divine court or the continents back then, there were countless immortals and Buddhas following, but at this time, there were only a few who could see this decree.

In his heart, there was joy.

"Saints are not omnipotent! Back then, if it weren't for that Buddha in Sumeru, what if your avatar desperately fought Phoenix? The sky would collapse, the earth would shatter, and all the stars would fall. Could you still sit safely above the high heavens?!"

Facing the increasingly frivolous attitude of the White Emperor, the dignified voice paused for a long time before saying: "The Saintly Seat!"

Only two words, but they were better than thousands of words and countless persuasions.

The frivolity on the White Emperor's face disappeared, and a gleam of fire rose in the depths of his cold eyes: "You said, the Saintly Seat?!"

Transcendent, Longevity, Immortality, Sainthood.

These were the four steps of cultivation. He had already reached the extreme. There was no 'Near Saint' stage in the world. The reason why there was one was only because there was no way forward!

This was not due to insufficient potential, but because heaven and earth did not allow it!

The Saintly Seat not only represented supreme power, but also a beacon for the opening of the road ahead.

"The Huangtian Six Realms should have seven saints!"

The dignified voice said decisively: "Seven thousand years later, the Human Path will return to its place, and there will be one more Saintly Seat above the heavens and earth! That will be the seventh Saint of the Huangtian, and also the last Saint in this world!"

Boom!

As the voice echoed, the endless spiritual opportunities drawn by the Holy Voice transformed into endless tides, crashing towards the outside of the divine court like connecting the sky and the earth, and the Nirvana Severing Holy Fire that had not been extinguished for seventy thousand years!

"The divine court, I return it to you!"

......

Above the long sky, the thunderclouds gradually receded, and the Painting of Mountains and Rivers slowly spread out, seeming to have gained the upper hand.

In a certain place in the Western He Desert Continent where the wind and rain had stopped, there was still heavy rain falling, pouring on the sea of yellow sand, and also on the Sumeru Mountain in a certain grain of yellow sand.

Chi Chi Chi~

As the water vapor evaporated, the sudden heavy rain extinguished the fierce Holy Fire, and also tore open the holy pretense outside Sumeru Mountain, revealing a magic mountain shrouded in death and without any vitality.

Amidst the smoke and fire, a calm muttering sound rang out:

"One thought to become a Buddha, one thought to become a demon... Whether it is Buddha or demon, there is no difference..."

In the magnificent holy hall, the corpses of Buddhas were like mountains.

On the blood-colored lotus platform, an old Buddha wearing a red kasaya slowly raised his head, and a cinnabar dot between his eyebrows shone like blood, reflecting the faint and compassionate Buddha face amidst the smoke and mist outside Sumeru Mountain:

"Senior Brother, do you think so?"

The compassionate Buddha face looked at his junior brother, whom he had accepted on behalf of his master, his face becoming more and more compassionate: "Can a mountain of Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, Arhats, and Bhikkhunis not exchange for Junior Brother's Buddha heart?"

"The Nirvana Severing Holy Fire is a top-notch thing that even Senior Brother cannot see through. If it weren't for this, I would not be able to kill the great Buddhas and great Bodhisattvas on this mountain under Senior Brother's gaze..."

The red-clothed old Buddha put his hands together, his tone peaceful and gentle:

"I was born with no good, no attachment, and an evil body. I don't even have a human heart, so where would a Buddha heart come from? Senior Brother, do you regret accepting me into the sect before the saints now?"

"Well said, well said!"

The compassionate Buddha face chanted the Buddha's name for a long time: "Buddha has no two hearts, and the Dao is not one-sided. Precisely because you have no good and no attachment, you must cultivate a Buddha heart to supplement yourself. This is the way to longevity. If you can achieve enlightenment, why should the virtuous men and women in the mountain be stingy with this body?"

"If you insist, then, so be it!"

"Huff!"

Chanting Buddhist sounds poured down like a waterfall, and the handsome old Buddha opened his mouth and swallowed everything, the cinnabar between his eyebrows becoming more and more ruddy: 'The Saintly Seat, huh...'

"No good, no attachment, also no flaw!"

As the old Buddha put his hands together, the cinnabar between his eyebrows trembled, sliding down like blood,

The blood-colored cinnabar moved with the Qi, transformed into a human form, grew facial features, put on a kasaya, bowed to the old Buddha, and said: "Buddha, did you call me?"