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At this moment, Zuo Dao had already stepped into the Abyss of Darkness, his flesh rolling in the Thunder Sea, while his Essence struggled within the Thunder Dragon. His entire body was torn to shreds in the calamity, leaving only a will that echoed in the void.
Scenes from past and present flashed by— from the moment of his birth to his first words. Memories long forgotten suddenly resurfaced: the warmth of his mother, the love of his father, their unexpected deaths, and his own sudden demise, as if they had happened just yesterday.
The Soul Arrives at Moliang, seeking survival in the Town, following his master up the mountain, growing alongside his fellow disciples—images flowed by until he reached the moment of his senior brother's sword strike.
"World of Mortals!!!"
A long sigh stirred up monstrous waves in the Thunder Sea, provoking a world-destroying lament from the Thunder Dragon.
The Rules of the Path manifested as the Blade God and Sword Immortal, their forms flickering in and out of existence.
The shattered flesh of Zuo Dao scattered throughout the Thunder Sea, entangled with the Essence within the Thunder Dragon. In that sigh, a warm light burst forth, crazily absorbing the Source from both.
The Primordial Form of the Great True Martial Body was already a top-tier battle body among deities. The mutated Black and White Qi was fundamentally linked to Chaos Energy, a core principle of immortality.
Born from the same root, why rush to harm each other?
The insights gained from the World of Mortals allowed Zuo Dao's will to momentarily surpass the Rules of the Path.
This was an unsolvable predicament.
The relationship between immortals and deities was akin to a chicken-and-egg story; divine wrath and immortal fury were merely postures. The Divine Body carried the Celestial Soul, while the Celestial Soul nurtured the Divine Body.
For both gods and immortals, this was a taboo. Yet Zuo Dao had dared to transgress it, deeply offending them. The executor of this calamity was none other than the Blade God from the divine realm—a thought form of a Sword Immortal from the Celestial Realm. Zuo Dao's self-created Sword Dance had further provoked him.
Immortals and gods were high above, having long forgotten all about the World of Mortals. Yet everything about that world had become fundamental to Zuo Dao. While immortals and gods could create and destroy, they never contemplated why creation and destruction occurred.
It was because everything in the World of Mortals was beyond their control. They could only assert their status through repeated Creation and Destruction.
Oh, World of Mortals!
So much joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, life, separation, death, and farewell.
But even more, there is tolerance and compassion.
To be inclusive is to be great.
The arrival of Divine Wrath was both a calamity and an opportunity.
The battle continued to escalate.
Countless flesh and blood transformed into Zuo Dao, while countless Essences formed into Zuo Dao.
War Thunder Sea, Battle of the Thunder Dragon, facing the Blade God, confronting the Sword Immortal.
The stars of war trembled, the stars shattered.
This was a battle of life and death, as well as a battle of wills.
Immortals and gods defended their positions, while Zuo Dao sought to break this ridiculous shackles.
Both sides held nothing back and fought with all their might.
Blade God swung his blade, shattering countless flesh and blood Zuo Dao.
The Sword Immortal made a Thrust, piercing through numerous Essence Zuo Dao.
A massive wave of Zuo Dao blades surged forth, striking the Blade God and the Sword Immortal, their bodies ablaze with fire.
Thunder Sea and Thunder Dragon remained unyielding, while Zuo Dao entered an Endless Cycle.
Divine Power surged into the sky, and celestial spells illuminated the world, showering everything in radiant light.
It was unclear how long the battle raged on, stars shattered, moons fell, and suns broke apart.
The many Zuo Dao grew braver and stronger with each clash, beginning to merge with one another.
Meanwhile, Blade God and the Sword Immortal fought in a frenzy, unwilling to hesitate as they drew upon their true essence.
This battle stirred the entire world, resonating through the divine realm and the Celestial Realm.
In the divine realm—at the residence of Blade God, some heard the sound of blades ringing out, tearing through the veil;
In the Celestial Realm—at the Sword Immortal's Cave, some witnessed sword light darting through, breaking seals without a trace.
The Zuo Dao fought while shouting,
"Is there no shame when the gods are angry? Is there no competition when the immortals are enraged?"
"Without the past, how can there be a present?"
"Is there something wrong with my Divine Body? Is there something wrong with my Celestial Soul? If I do not take action, I will suffer the consequences; if the time is not right, I will bear the calamity."
"Since the gods feel shame for the immortals, and the immortals despise the gods, why not dissolve into the world and remain bright and clear?"
"I wield my knife with sword techniques, and my sword with knife skills. I enjoy it, I am willing to do so. Do you not understand the principle of applying it to myself and imposing it on others?"
"Existence has its reasons; if you do not like it, do not interfere. Do you not understand this?"
The shouts of many Zuo Dao gathered into a sea of sound, drowning out the titles of Blade God and Sword Immortal.
The Source of Thunder Sea and Thunder Dragon was continuously drained by Zuo Dao, leaving them powerless to fight back.
Madness of the Dao, obsession of thought, determination of will.
The knife cleaved deities, and the sword challenged immortals. The immortals and deities were forced to retreat step by step.
Gods felt shame, immortals felt guilt.
If it were not for the two against one at this moment, they would have to admit that in this state, Zuo Dao absolutely had the ability to challenge them one-on-one.
Fight, regardless of whether it is Rules of the Path or gods and demons.
World of Mortals! It is indeed a realm filled with dreams amidst the red dust.
World of Mortals Ah! There should be deep attachments.
I am merely a Celestial Cultivation. If I do not hold onto my heart and walk my own path, then it is not cultivation but merely Celestial Cultivation.
Thinking of this, the Zuo Dao warriors, who were in the midst of battle, suddenly froze.
Celestial Cultivation!?
Cultivation!?
Indeed, I have not yet walked out of my own path.
Amidst the calamity of Distraction, disaster has descended.
The Blade God and the Sword Immortal were initially suppressed by the Zuo Dao, but given a little more time, they could face defeat.
The battle was being countered by the immortals and deities.
One by one, the Zuo Dao fell under blades and swords.
The situation on the battlefield reversed; the Zuo Dao lost their inner resolve, their fighting spirit extinguished. They seemed to surrender, as their blood and Essence formed avatars that were beaten back to their original forms.
In the starry sky, blood surged wildly, bones and flesh scattered, and Essence ran rampant.
Yet another insurmountable deadlock; the Zuo Dao saw through the mortal world but could not see through themselves.
Rules of the Path Traversing the Void.
Thunder Blade Lightning Sword intertwined to form an endless, massive net, viciously descending upon the many Zuo Dao.
An instinctive sense of crisis urged the remaining Zuo Dao clones to unite, aiming to create a stronger force to resist.
At that moment, a strange change occurred; the already merging Zuo Dao accelerated their fusion. On one side, the massive net rapidly constricted, while on the other, the Zuo Dao quickly fused together.
The entire demon cave had been completely cleared, as if it had been plowed through, leaving it suddenly empty.
The instinctive battle state was no longer sufficient to handle the current situation.
“World of Mortals!”
A sigh echoed once more.
Indeed, the mortal world is inherently a contradictory place; why cling so desperately?
At this moment, numerous Zuo Dao completed their fusion, and a complete Zuo Dao emerged.
Clad in a snow-white battle robe, it seemed as if nothing had ever happened.
The massive net formed a cage, tightly enclosing Zuo Dao.
Thunder Blade Lightning Sword faded away, and countless transparent flames erupted into the air, burning through space itself, determined to refine Zuo Dao alive.
The final form of Divine Wrath has finally emerged—Divine Fire Immortal Flame, a devastating weapon for incinerating demons and refining magic. Countless souls of demons and monsters roar and struggle within the flames. They are continuously refined and reborn, yet they cannot escape, eternally imprisoned within.
No longer fixated, Zuo Dao radiates an inexplicable aura as he stands amidst the Divine Fire Immortal Flame; the Blade God and the Sword Immortal have already retreated.
Zuo Dao senses the complex gaze they cast upon him as they vanished.
Whether in cultivation or in life, it is all about oneself. My will follows the wind, free and unburdened.
Zuo Dao slowly sits down within the Divine Fire Immortal Flame.
At this moment, there is no longer any danger. The Divine Fire Immortal Flame is a nightmare for demons and monsters, yet it is an opportunity for Zuo Dao.
The entire layer of the demon cave is filled with dead demons, leaving behind countless Demon Crystals that serve as fuel for the Divine Fire Immortal Flame. A Lotus Flame forms in the void, enveloping Zuo Dao like a lotus heart.
The divine fire continuously tempers his Supreme True Martial Body, while the celestial flames burn through Chaotic Primordial Energy.
Rebirth Through Fire.
His body emanates a divine glow, and an aura of immortality flows within him.
World of Mortals, ah, I have finally departed from you.
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