Chapter 4240: The Heavenly Dao Origin Emerges
Lady Shiji sat atop a divine peak at the edge of the Tian Shi Wu Zhong Mountains, overlooking the desolate ancient city. Her cloud-like eyes, with their long lashes, gazed across the wasteland sky.
Above, the firmament blazed with light.
The rules and order of the Ancestor were constantly being worn away amid the impact of the battle.
Clearly, Imperial Dust intended to protect the desolate ancient city, for if even a single fragment flew over, it would be enough to pierce through the city's defenses.
The fluctuations were too overwhelming, enough to make even an Ancestor tremble.
Lady Shiji couldn't help but recall how Zhang Ruochen had once pressed her portrait against his body for defense, and found it amusing. Even he, revered by all as the Heavenly Dao Great Emperor, had done childish things in his youth.
The Six Paths Reincarnation Mirror, supported by the three great Ancestors, stood like a circular heavenly gate at the edge of the sky, shimmering with ripples, reflecting the starry sea of the universe, and withstanding the first wave of impact from the Seventy-Two Layer Tower fragments.
They had to prevent the Human Ancestor from returning to the main altar.
No one knew how terrifying it would be once the Human Ancestor gained control of the Heavenly Dao Origin.
The army of cultivators on the wasteland was constantly contracting. Some entered divine temples and cities like the Truth Temple, the Xiong Xiao Demon God Temple, and the Fengdu Ghost City, while others entered the Divine Realm worlds of Divine Kings and Divine Venerables.
Countless beams of light flew out, helping the three great Ancestors activate the Six Paths Reincarnation Mirror.
"Boom!"
The Nine Cauldron fragments completely dominated the battlefield, taking control.
The rules of witchcraft, light, darkness, origin, fate, truth, time, space, and nothingness from the lower realm universe transformed into nine surging, torrential heavenly rivers, flying out to tightly trap the rain of Seventy-Two Layer Tower fragments.
The power of the entire world seemed to be at Zhang Ruochen's disposal.
At such a level of cultivation, who still needed the support of esoterica to mobilize the rules of each path? They could already create their own esoterica.
"Roar!"
The desolate ancient city shook.
The cry of the Xuan Emperor's remnant shattered the eardrums of countless cultivators within the city.
Seventeen divine artifacts were wielded by seventeen All Heavens-level powerhouses. In just that one tremor, half of them spat divine blood, injured by the Ancestor's power.
One of the suppressors, Pan Yuan Ancient God, said, "The Human Ancestor is at a disadvantage; defeat is only a matter of time. It seems the Xuan Emperor's remnant is about to fight to the death."
Another suppressor, Jing Daoren, spoke with some panic:
"He wouldn't self-detonate his Ancestor Divine Source, would he?"
"That possibility can't be ruled out. After all, once the Human Ancestor falls, he won't have a good end either. When pushed to the brink, a man finds courage!" said the Undying War God.
Pairs of eyes turned toward Lady Shiji.
Lady Shiji was using the Way of Nothingness and the Way of Darkness to break through the Xuan Emperor's remnant's path, searching for its Divine Sea and Divine Source.
If they could find it, the matter would be settled.
Although she was an Ancestor, she couldn't instantly break through an Ancestor's path like Zhang Ruochen, pluck out the Ancestor Divine Source, remove the threat, and put them to death.
Lady Shiji was very calm, unhurried: "What are you afraid of? He is an Ancestor, proud and lofty. Even if he wants to self-detonate his Ancestor Divine Source, his target will be Imperial Dust, not you all."
"Besides, what makes the Xuan Emperor's remnant powerful is this Witch Ancestor body, not the Ancestor soul within it. That Ancestor soul likely attained the Dao through the nourishment of the Heavenly Dao Origin's power; it's not that formidable. Its combat power is terrifying, but its soul... is only at the level of a false Ancestor."
"And third, this Ancestor soul has already been severely wounded. With us here, even if it's not foolproof, we have at least seventy to eighty percent certainty of suppressing it."
Jing Daoren was still uneasy: "Doesn't that mean there's still a twenty to thirty percent chance he could successfully self-detonate his Ancestor Divine Source?"
Ming Gu, who was picking at the bones of the Xuan Emperor's remnant, raised his head and scolded stubbornly: "What are you afraid of? Earlier, when the Xuan Emperor's remnant was blown apart by Yan Wushen and Heavenly Mother, weren't you the one claiming you wanted to duel him one-on-one? Is this what they call a Five Elements False Ancestor Body? False is always false."
Ming Gu was very sensitive; he hated nothing more than being called a coward.
So he had to be tough. Tougher than anyone.
Demon Butterfly Princess said, "In truth, even without counting you, Lady, just the group of us gathered here could contend with an Ancestor at their peak. Suppressing a severely wounded one..."