The final collision.
In the chaos, the two colliding great daos simultaneously exploded.
Chu Laomo and Bei Di both fell into a crisis of annihilation.
“Wu Sheng.”
Luo Ran nervously grabbed Wu Sheng’s arm.
“It’s fine.”
Wu Sheng shook his head.
As long as the person isn’t dead, it’s fine.
“Yin Yang.”
Chen Fan suddenly reached out towards the distant battlefield, his gaze sharp. “Reverse.”
Buzz.
The Yin Yang Dao appeared.
Two perfectly fused great daos emerged, sweeping through the chaos.
From the two shattered great daos, the collapsing dark demonic dao was instantly reversed.
Time rewound three minutes before the reversal.
Effortlessly.
Buzz.
The demonic dao re-condensed.
“Haha.”
Seeing this, Bei Di let out a tragic laugh.
It was supposed to be a mutual destruction, a shared annihilation.
But the opponent had help, capable of reversing life and death.
Even shattered great daos could be reformed.
And his side?
The only thing he could do was await the arrival of death.
“I am not reconciled!” Bei Di roared to the heavens.
He had come out this time to scout ahead for Ming Wang.
But the result was the annihilation of all six of them.
The fate realm had suffered a severe loss.
“Ming Wang, can you see all this?” He could only offer a tragic smile.
It was over.
Be it the fate realm or Ming Wang.
An enemy who had condensed a dual-dao spirit, and was below the eighth-tier, was no match for Ming Wang.
Unless Emperor Qian Si made a move.
Bang.
The last thought dissipated.
The Six True Emperors were all annihilated.
In the distant fate realm, a disaster-like turmoil was occurring.
Ming Wang’s figure appeared at the peak of Emperor Mountain, his gaze stern, looking at the fate realm experiencing the disaster.
The six Emperor Palaces were all shattering.
In the sky above the fate realm, the illusory six great daos were all collapsing.
The Six True Emperors had fallen.
All of them.
“Wang.”
Di Zang, the last Emperor of the fate realm, silently walked onto Emperor Mountain.
This Emperor Mountain could only be ascended by those at the eighth-tier.
The fate realm, which originally had nine eighth-tier existences, now only had the two of them left.
There were still quite a few seventh-tier Emperors, but against eighth-tier powerhouses, the role of seventh-tier beings was minimal.
At the Emperor realm, the difference between each tier was significant, and even more so in the Emperor realm.
“…”
Ming Wang remained silent.
After a long while, he spoke, “You have fought Chen Fan. Has he condensed a dao spirit?”
“Your subordinate does not know.”
Di Zang shook his head. “The one who fought him personally that day was Luo Sheng. My opponent was another powerful demonic cultivator. According to the information from the Tenth Land, that demonic cultivator was Chen Fan’s most trusted subordinate.”
The events of the Tenth Land could not be hidden from these overlords.
“Hoo.”
Ming Wang exhaled softly.
Although there was no visible change on his face, his heart was no longer as at ease as it appeared.
In the Tenth Land, even the ninth-tier Lord of Light had self-destructed his dao spirit and fled.
The water was too deep.
“He should have condensed a dao spirit.”
Ming Wang spoke again. “The crisis for our fate realm has arrived.”
He could feel it.
“…”
Di Zang remained silent.
At this moment, he did not know what to say.
“Alas.”
Ming Wang sighed. “The annihilation of Emperor Nu and the others is my fault. I underestimated the opponent.”
He had to bear this responsibility.
Even overlords needed the loyalty of their subordinates.
Without subordinates, who would the Realm Lord rule over?
Six eighth-tier powerhouses, plus Luo Sheng who fell initially, the fate realm had suffered too heavy a loss this time.
Even Di Zang, the sole survivor, was in a severely wounded state.
After a long pause, Ming Wang finally spoke. “With the annihilation of Emperor Nu and the others, their palaces must contain lingering dao rhymes. Let those with the potential to reach the eighth-tier go and comprehend them. Perhaps a few more eighth-tier powerhouses will emerge.”
The fate realm was in dire need of eighth-tier powerhouses now.
“I understand.” Di Zang turned and left.
Next, the fate realm would have to face the enemy’s retaliation.
As an overlord, this matter could not pass without a trace. Chen Fan… would undoubtedly come.
For such a serious matter, if the opponent did not come, what kind of overlord would they be?
…
At the same time.
In the Thousand Silk Dojo, Emperor Qian Si opened his eyes once more.
The fate realm was not far from the Thousand Silk Dojo, and he had sensed the series of changes occurring there.
“Dao spirit?”
Emperor Qian Si pondered.
After a long time, he murmured, “It’s still not enough, City Lord Chen. I await your arrival at my Thousand Silk Dojo…”
After speaking, he fell into deep thought again.
Chen Fan’s journey was also a testament to his qualifications.
…
Boundless chaos.
Chu Laomo had recovered and laughed heartily, “So satisfying, too satisfying.”
“Wu Sheng, how is it? Can’t you feel the thrill of battle? Haha…”
“You fellow.”
Wu Sheng smiled indifferently, “I don’t envy you.”
While he said he didn’t envy him, inwardly… who knew?
Regardless, this chaos was a place where strength was paramount.
Without strength, one was restrained in everything.
“Let’s go.”
Chen Fan smiled. “Let’s head to the fate realm and get a taste of Ming Wang’s strength.”
The group set off again.
In the chaos, an ordinary world of five realms.
Within the Thousand Silk territory, a world of five realms could only survive on the fringes of the Thousand Silk territory.
The moment Chen Fan’s name spread throughout the Thousand Silk territory, within the world of five realms, a figure opened his eyes.
Buzz.
Auras of light spread across the heavens and earth.
This great world had long been devoid of any inhabitants.
From the outside, this world was covered in the aura of lightning, but inside, it had become endlessly bright.
“Too weak.”
The Lord of Light frowned.
Even if he devoured all the energy of a world of five realms, it would not be enough to restore even a fraction of his injuries.
“Chen Fan.”
The Lord of Light muttered the name he hated the most.
He would never forget this name.
In an instant, the hatred in his eyes turned into substance.
After a long period of contemplation, the Dao Spirit Snake materialized in his hand.
He had been demoted.
“What a pity.”
The Lord of Light shook his head. “It’s unknown how long it will take to return to the third tier.”
Once a dao spirit was demoted, its recovery was incredibly difficult.
After a long period of contemplation, the Lord of Light finally put away his dao spirit.
“Ming Wang.”
The past grudge could not go unavenged.
He thought of Ming Wang. “Perhaps we can be allies.”
Saying this, he rose and walked out of the world.
Boom!
The moment the Lord of Light stepped out of the world, the world of five realms shattered.
A firework bloomed, and then extinguished in an instant.
Without a sound.
A world of five realms had vanished.
And the figure of the Lord of Light had also disappeared from the spot.
His destination: the fate realm.
Not long after the Lord of Light departed, a figure abruptly appeared at the place where the world had been destroyed.
This person was none other than Emperor Wan Hua, whom Chen Fan had met once.
“Light.”
Emperor Wan Hua’s expression was grim. “A world of five realms, countless living beings…”
He had sensed the destruction of the world of five realms.
After a long period of contemplation, Wan Hua closed his eyes.
Buzz.
Dao rhymes began to spread.
The spreading dao rhymes seemed to possess the power to reflect the past.
Moments later, a figure flashed past his eyes.
Wan Hua opened his eyes and asked doubtfully, “Thousand Silk territory, Light, would you dare to go to the Thousand Silk Dojo?”
“No…”
Soon, Emperor Wan Hua thought of something.
He sneered, “Your target is the fate realm? Ming Wang… what choice will you make?”
Wan Hua was very curious.
Then, he flew towards the fate realm.
Great events were about to unfold in the fate realm.
His target was Light, and perhaps… he could participate in this change.