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The vast star field stretched endlessly. Since absorbing the essence of several Great Emperors, Qin Tian was already invincible in his realm. The power of the Great Emperor surged within him, like countless raging tides constantly assaulting his soul. He slowly closed his eyes, feeling this immense power, a confident smile playing on his lips.
Qin Tian's figure vanished, appearing beside Gong Xiaoyue. He pulled his mother into his arms.
Their bodies pressed tightly together, their breaths mingling. Qin Tian's hand slowly slid down his mother's smooth back, finally resting on her full, rounded buttocks. He applied slight pressure, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, eliciting a soft moan from Gong Xiaoyue.
"Hmm…you little rascal, now that you've become an Emperor, you come to bully me?" Gong Xiaoyue tilted her head back, her eyes full of allure.
Qin Tian gently nibbled at his mother's earlobe, his breath warm. "It's all because Mother is so alluring, I couldn't help myself..."
Gong Xiaoyue's beautiful eyes shone with love and affection, reflecting Qin Tian's image. She reached out and stroked his cheek, softly saying, "That little lecher has grown up now, he doesn't need Mother's protection anymore."
Qin Tian gently rubbed his mother's hand, saying, "I'll need Mother's help more often from now on. After I've finished all this, I'll marry you."
"Aren't you afraid?"
"No, Mother, are you afraid?"
"Mother isn't afraid either."
"Xiaoyue, I love you." Qin Tian lowered his head again, his lips close to his beloved's face.
"Husband, I love you too." Gong Xiaoyue looked up, meeting her lover's kiss.
This kiss wasn't grand or passionate, nor was it filled with lust; it was just a simple kiss, yet it contained everything.
"I must go. The Three Ancestors' formation won't hold for much longer," he murmured. Then, the void beneath his feet rippled, and he took a step forward, tearing through space and time, flying towards the sealed land of countless stars.
The eternal darkness seemed to tear apart, and dazzling divine light surged forth like a torrent.
Simultaneously, a figure bathed in supreme brilliance emerged, traversing the river of time.
He was like the morning star in eternal darkness, the focus of all eyes, illuminating eternity.
This sealed land was enveloped by countless mysterious energies. Countless stars were neatly arranged, forming a true line of energy based on the universe, like an invisible cage. Outside the seal, the Three Ancestors silently guarded, their expressions serene.
At this moment, the energy fluctuations within the formation grew stronger and stronger, as if it were about to collapse.
"Boy, you've finally arrived." The Third Ancestor smiled slightly, a hint of anticipation in his eyes. "Perfect timing, the seal is about to give way."
Qin Tian traversed the void, arriving beside the Third Ancestor. Having entered the Great Emperor realm, some things had become clearer; previously, he hadn't had a clear understanding of the Third Ancestor's power.
But now, looking at the Third Ancestor, he felt only that the Third Ancestor was unfathomable—simply put, terrifyingly strong.
"Leave this to me." Qin Tian didn't ask further. He knew that even if the Qin family elders didn't speak, he wouldn't get any information from them.
"Hehe, I know you have many questions. You deal with this damned thing first, and we'll tell you afterwards. Besides, it's time to begin that matter."
Qin Tian nodded calmly, his gaze fixed on the sealed area of the stars.
Just then, the violent energy within the seal finally reached its limit, erupting violently. With a deafening roar, countless stars shattered like meteors, turning into countless points of light that scattered in all directions.
"It's here!" the Third Ancestor warned, instantly focusing his gaze on the chilling figure that was gradually revealing itself.
The figure slowly materialized, shrouded in an eerie black mist. Its face was indistinct, but its eyes gleamed with venomous light—it was none other than the sealed Shi Zhang.
"Qin Tian!" Shi Zhang sneered, his voice as icy as ice. "I didn't expect there to be a blasphemer who escaped! I can't bury the world, but I will bury you! Hahaha, come to hell with me!"
Qin Tian smiled slightly, his eyes filled with disdain. "You're not worthy of me going to hell with you."
"Hmph, don't think that just because you've become an Emperor you can contend with us. The blasphemer can't protect you!" Shi Zhang roared, his black mist churning and transforming into countless demonic shadows that lunged at Qin Tian. Each shadow carried immense power, as if to devour Qin Tian completely.
"Come on!" Qin Tian sneered, his body radiating brilliant immortal light, transforming into a dazzling sun and moon, directly meeting the onrushing demonic shadow.
"Such extreme, destructive power of a Great Emperor, but unfortunately, it's still too weak!" Shi Zang sneered, waving his hand, black mist suddenly condensed, transforming into an enormous black longsword, slashing towards Qin Tian.
"The Shroud!" With a low shout, a tattered, blood-red shroud appeared before him. Upon seeing the shroud, Shi Zang was immediately startled.
"Crack!" The two collided with a deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth had shattered. The surrounding void trembled, and massive energy fluctuations spread in all directions, whipping up raging winds and towering waves.
"Damn it, it's this corpse's shroud!" Shi Zang's expression changed, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but he quickly followed with a cold laugh, saying, "However, this isn't enough!"
As his voice fell, the surrounding black mist churned again, forming a massive vortex that sucked everything in its path, seemingly threatening to obliterate the entire universe.
"Poor Qilin Emperor, who was once a powerful protector of humanity, has become a monster like you in death." Qin Tian's gaze sharpened, and he activated the shroud once more.
"This object possesses a spirit, stained with the blood of the Qilin Emperor, corrupted by misfortune, yet even so, he refused to succumb to depravity."
Qin Tian's eyes were chilling as he coldly said, "Let us bury him together."
"Though I am not the Qilin Emperor, I have inherited his will. Let us fight!"
The blood on the shroud seemed to come alive, flowing across the tattered cloth, and a magnificent, towering figure appeared, his face imposing, his aura overwhelming, surveying the world with dominance. The fierce warriors who fought during the darkest period of humanity's Immortal Era possessed an unparalleled fighting spirit.
After all, they fought for survival, for protection.
Even a wisp of divine consciousness on the shroud inherited this fighting spirit.
The shroud's divine consciousness transformed into a beam of divine light and rushed towards Shi Zang, who clenched his Star-Picking Hand.
Instantly, countless stars transformed into numerous chains, flying towards the enormous vortex. The chains shimmered in the air, as dazzling as a galaxy, carrying an irresistible force that instantly enveloped the vortex.
"Hmph, you think a wisp of divine consciousness can bind me? You're too naive!" Shi Zang gritted his teeth, his black mist swirling violently, forcefully breaking free of the chains, and slammed his hands down towards the shroud.
The Shroud, its eyes blazing with fighting spirit, clashed with Shi Zang. Instantly, the heavens and earth trembled, stars collapsed, and the universe shook.
However, the Shroud was no match for Shi Zang. Relying on the wisp of fighting spirit from the Qilin Emperor, it traded blows, managing to inflict some damage on Shi Zang, but it quickly succumbed.
The Shroud swiftly wrapped around Shi Zang's body.
The blood on the shroud began to boil, then a burst of golden light flashed, and a colossal, ancient, and majestic phantom of a Qilin appeared behind Shi Zang, its feet treading on the void.
"I will not allow you to use this body for evil!"
The blood on the shroud grew even hotter, as if it were about to burst into flames.
However, Shi Zang merely sneered, tearing the shroud to shreds with a mighty rip.
"A tattered rag, a wisp of divine consciousness—do you think you are the Qilin Emperor?" Shi Zang's voice was chilling and filled with mockery.
The tearing of the shroud caused that wisp of divine consciousness to dim, but it did not give up. The blood on the shroud began to evaporate again, detaching from the shroud and gathering in mid-air.
The blood of the Qilin Emperor emitted a dazzling light. The divine consciousness on the shroud laughed, "I cannot kill you, but there will be successors."
The light of the blood transformed into a great sun, then rapidly contracted. With a deafening roar, the Qilin Emperor's blood exploded.
As the Qilin Emperor's blood exploded, an extremely terrifying destructive storm spread out.
Where the storm swept, stars collapsed, the universe shattered, spatial rifts opened, and all things fell silent, becoming a forbidden zone for life.
Shi Zang stood in place, coldly watching Qin Tian, who had not yet made a move.
"This is your reliance? A wisp of divine consciousness born from your blood?"
Qin Tian's expression remained unchanged. He didn't attack, allowing the Shroud of Corpse to fulfill the Qilin Emperor's last wish. To attack would be an insult to the Qilin Emperor.
"Now no one can save you. The blasphemers dare not act. Only you remain." Shi Zang's smile grew increasingly sinister. He clenched his fist, and boundless power collapsed towards Qin Tian.
"My turn. I hope you can be as stubborn as your mouth." A hint of disdain appeared on Qin Tian's face. He waved his hands, and starlight transformed into sharp sword beams to meet Shi Zang's attack.
"Boom!" The two collided again, unleashing a deafening roar. The surrounding starry sky instantly distorted, as if subjected to endless pressure in this battle.
"Damn it!" Shi Zang was furious, his eyes burning with even more resentment. "I will tear you to pieces!"
"Then try!" Qin Tian sneered, a resolute glint in his eyes. He turned and stepped forward, as if to flatten this entire star field.
The Third Ancestor stood at the edge of the battlefield, his hands radiating spatial ripples, sealing off this star field. Otherwise, the battle between these two would likely have destroyed this entire Dao Domain.
"Sigh, these young people nowadays, they really don't know their own strength," the Third Ancestor said helplessly.
"However, they're still a bit lacking compared to me. Back then, to deal with these guys, I directly shattered an entire Dao Domain. I remember there were 9632 Dao Domains in the Great Thousand Dao Domains back then, now there are only 2658 left. I shattered 365 of them."
The Third Ancestor recalled that battle, a frost flashing in his eyes.
Looking at Shi Zang, who was fighting Qin Tian, he said softly, "These damned things are truly endless."
In the center of the battlefield, Qin Tian and Shi Zang separated.
"Let the probing end here," Qin Tian said resolutely, taking a deep breath.
At this moment, his power was constantly rising, the immortal light within his body growing increasingly intense, as if it had already surpassed his limits.
"Fight with all your might!" Qin Tian roared, soaring into the sky, his immortal light flashing, ready to reduce everything to nothingness.
Standing in the void, Qin Tian's eyes were like lightning, looking down at Shi Zang before him. His immortal light was intense, but this time it was not ordinary immortal light; it carried an aura of chaos. In the void, the phantom of a blue lotus slowly emerged, its leaves unfurling, the chaotic aura rippling around it.
"This is... a Chaotic Body?!" A trace of fear and shock flashed in Shi Zang's eyes. He wasn't afraid of Qin Tian, but of the Chaotic Body itself.
Within the strange bloodline he inherited, an ancient memory seemed to resurface.
It was a majestic figure, standing outside the source of darkness, leading the blasphemers to suppress them, even appearing before Him.
This fear came from the depths of his soul; it wasn't his past experience, but the very source of his birth, a dark memory.
"You seem quite afraid of Chaos." Qin Tian's voice was icy and ruthless. The azure lotus beneath his feet swayed slightly, as if he controlled the entire starry sky.
"The Chaotic Body, one of the strongest physiques in legend, even the laws of heaven and earth cannot bind it… But do you think you can defeat me with that?!" Shi Zang's face instantly twisted into a ferocious expression. The black mist around him surged again, coalescing into a gigantic black dragon, roaring as it charged towards Qin Tian.
His voice, though still arrogant, was clearly tinged with urgency.
"Sword One, Star Mark!"
Qin Tian's voice was calm. He lightly pointed a finger, and instantly, a sharp sword aura erupted from his fingertip, transforming into a dazzling starlight that pierced straight at the black dragon.
"Crack!" The black dragon was like paper before the sword aura, cleaved in two, and then completely collapsed. The wound was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the countless star marks.
"What?!" Shi Zang's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected his condensed black dragon to be so easily severed.
"Sword Two, Crescent Moon!"
Before Shi Zang could react, Qin Tian struck again. The sword aura condensed once more, this time even more fierce, carrying unparalleled power. It seemed as if the yin and yang laws of heaven and earth had been severed within this sword aura. The crescent moon stretched across the sky, directly tearing through Shi Zang's black mist barrier, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.
"Damn it! You've only just entered the Great Emperor realm, how can you be so powerful!" Shi Zang roared, his hands flailing, manipulating the black mist to gather countless demonic shadows that madly pounced on Qin Tian.
Qin Tian remained unmoved, the azure lotus beneath his feet slowly rotating, the chaotic aura growing increasingly intense. His aura surged continuously, seemingly surpassing the limits of a Great Emperor.
"Sword Three, Sunfall!"
The waning moon is wounded, the falling sun is sorrowful.
The cycle of heaven and earth, life and death are uncertain!
With a cold shout from Qin Tian, the sword energy in his hand transformed into a great sun about to enter death, the energy of annihilation instantly spreading throughout the entire star field.
It transformed into countless sword energies, each carrying incomparably powerful sealing force, like the laws of heaven and earth, locking away all of Shi Zang's demonic shadows.
"Damn it! You won't be able to bind me!" Shi Zang roared, the black mist churning, trying to break free of the chains. However, no matter how much he struggled, the sword energy chains remained firmly bound to him, as if trying to completely seal his power.
"Sword Four, Reincarnation!"
Qin Tian's gaze was icy. He raised his hand, and the sword energy suddenly shifted. Before the chains dissipated, new sword energy surged forth like a torrent, soaring into the sky with unparalleled destructive power, crashing down upon Shi Zang's true form.
Shi Zang's eyes blazed with rage as he roared, "Qin Tian! You think these sword techniques can suppress me? I'll show you what true difference in skill really means!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black mist surrounding Shi Zang suddenly condensed into a massive black rune. A terrifying aura of darkness spread out, instantly transforming the starry sky into a desolate underworld.
The rune seemed to devour all life force, distorting the rules of heaven and earth, and causing the entire void to tremble under the pressure of dark power.
Qin Tian's gaze narrowed slightly, but he showed no fear.
He gently waved his hand, and the azure lotus in the void behind him suddenly bloomed. As the petals rippled, chaotic energy surged out like a torrent, completely isolating the power of darkness.
"Sword Five, Open Heaven!"
With a low shout, Qin Tian raised his hand and swung his sword. The sword energy, like a giant blade of light, carrying the power of the creation of heaven and earth, slammed into the black rune. Wherever the sword energy passed, the void was torn apart like rags, and even the power of darkness was instantly shattered.
"Boom!"
The black runes shattered under the sword energy, and Shi Zang's figure was blasted away. The black mist instantly dissipated, revealing his pale body. Shi Zang's face turned extremely ugly, blood spilling from his mouth, clearly indicating he had suffered severe injuries.
"This...impossible! How could you be so powerful!?"
"Your power is nothing but an ant before me." Qin Tian's voice was icy. The azure lotus beneath his feet bloomed once more, and chaotic energy swept across the entire star field. His eyes were as deep as stars, exuding an inviolable majesty.
Shi Zang was unwilling, his eyes filled with extreme resentment. "You are also a blasphemer! Hahaha, you think killing me will end this? This is just the beginning. You have been abandoned. The world needs to be restarted. We will destroy this world, and on the grave of death, new life will be born."
Qin Tian did not respond, but simply raised his hand calmly.
"Sword Six, Divine Descent!"
With this single sword strike, it seemed as if all the power of heaven and earth converged within it, even the stars trembled. The sword energy, like a dragon, slashed directly at Shi Zang, completely enveloping him in boundless sword might.
"Ah!!!" Shi Zang let out a shrill scream, his body gradually disintegrating within the sword energy. The black mist completely dissipated, his power utterly suppressed in that instant.
Qin Tian stood in mid-air, calmly watching Shi Zang's figure gradually vanish. His expression remained serene, as if the battle just now was merely an insignificant interlude.
"You are too weak, not even worthy of making me unleash Sword Nine." Qin Tian sneered, the sword energy in his hand gradually dissipating, and the azure lotus phenomenon also disappeared.
"Qin Tian... not letting me kill you is your biggest regret. They will tear you apart..." Shi Zang's voice echoed in the void, but the venomous aura gradually dissipated, finally annihilating completely.
The aftershocks of the battle gradually subsided, and the sealed land returned to a deathly silence. Qin Tian stood in the starry sky, looking down at the remnants of the seal below, a cold glint in his eyes.
The Third Ancestor, Qin Wuming, approached Qin Tian and said, "Don't worry about it. Come back to the Qin Clan with me. You have more important things to do."
Qin Tian: "Judging from what he said, there are many more of these. What are they?"
Qin Wuming's smile remained unchanged: "You'll find out. These things are best left to us old folks."
"Weren't you supposed to be off-limits?" Qin Tian's gaze was suspicious. Had this old man been avoiding action before simply to slack off?
"What kind of look is that?" Qin Wuming glared at him, saying, "This is what you're supposed to do. You know our Qin clan's ancestral abyss has many ancestors who couldn't leave their coffins; most of them were blasphemers."
Qin Tian was taken aback, looking at the three ancestors and asking, "Are we that powerful?"
"Do you think I'm powerful?"
"Too small, not looking."
Qin Wuming: "?"
After saying goodbye to his wives, Qin Tian followed the three ancestors to the ancestral abyss.
In the ancestral abyss, Qin Tian saw a figure in white. He recognized her; he had seen her a few times before, but at that time, he didn't know her identity. Now, however, he had a rough idea.
Upon approaching, Qin Tian finally saw the woman's face clearly.
The woman wore a simple white dress, the hem fluttering gently in the breeze. Though devoid of any ornate decorations, she was as pure and flawless as ice and snow.
Her beauty was breathtaking; her features were exquisitely beautiful, her eyes deep and serene, as if holding countless stories.
However, her face was unnaturally pale, like the morning mist, fragile as if it could shatter at any moment, giving an impression of fragility that could vanish with a gust of wind.
Her lips were thin, almost colorless, and when slightly pursed, they appeared cold and quiet, as if she had long since seen through the world, her heart like still water.
Although her aura was calm and undisturbed, it subtly revealed an unfathomable coldness, a silent aura like a boundless dead sea, deep and desolate, without wind or waves, its end unseen.
Standing there, she was like a wisp of ice and snow, delicate as if she might wither at any moment, yet possessing an untainted, aloof arrogance, mysterious and unapproachable.
"Should I call you First Ancestor or Second Ancestor?" Qin Tian asked.
Qin Wuming looked at Qin Tian, smiled faintly, and said, "I am Qin Wuming, the second ancestor of the Qin family."
"My sister deceived me so badly," Qin Tian said with a bitter smile.
"A worthless wretch, I should have known from the start."
Qin Wuming: "You still dare to call me sister? You've got some nerve. Come on, I'll introduce you to my eldest sister."
Qin Wuming waved her hand slightly, and Qin Wuming smiled and retreated, then led Qin Tian back to the bottomless ancestral abyss.
Qin Tian followed behind Qin Wuming, slowly descending the ancient stone steps. In the deep passageway, the torchlight flickered on the walls, casting swaying shadows. A faint sandalwood scent filled the air, bringing Qin Tian a sense of peace.
However, his inner peace was instantly shattered when his gaze fell upon the woman before him. Although Qin Wuming was simply dressed and disliked elaborate attire, her stunning figure and appearance were undeniable.
Especially her long, plain white dress, clinging tightly to her graceful figure, accentuated her snow-white skin. The hem of the dress swayed gently with her steps, revealing glimpses of her long, slender legs.
Most striking was her slender waist, seemingly easily encircled by a single hand.
Below her waist, her hips rose sharply, forming two full, voluptuous curves. With each step, these rounded buttocks swayed and rubbed against each other, creating alluring waves of flesh. Even through the thin fabric, one could clearly feel the remarkable elasticity within.
Qin Tian's gaze involuntarily followed the swaying side bosom before him. It stood high, trembling slightly with the woman's movements. Though concealed by her long dress, its full, rounded contours were still visible. He swallowed hard, his throat feeling dry.
However, just as Qin Tian was immersed in this alluring sight, the woman in front of him suddenly stopped. Qin Tian realized he had almost bumped into her back and quickly took an embarrassed step back.
"Is it pretty? Staring at my butt..." Qin Wuming turned around, his tone indifferent, neither happy nor sad, showing no anger, but also no blame.
Qin Tian was immediately a little embarrassed, scratching his head and saying, "I love looking at beautiful scenery."
"You're really bold, aren't you, just like before?"
"What?" Qin Tian didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.
"It's nothing, let's continue."
Qin Wuming continued to gently lead Qin Tian through the dark depths of the Ancestral Abyss, his steps light yet carrying an indescribable heaviness. The surrounding darkness was boundless, as if time itself had frozen.
Upon reaching the bottom of the Ancestral Abyss, hundreds of coffins were neatly arranged, each one utterly silent. Qin Tian knew these were all blasphemers of the Qin family.
Finally, they stopped before a magnificent and ancient bronze gate.
This bronze gate was imposing, towering into the clouds, its surface weathered and worn, bearing the marks of time.
Engraved on the gate were mysterious and magnificent reliefs, the patterns seemingly carrying ancient memories, narrating the origin and destruction of the Immortal Era.
Immortals, wielding divine weapons, stood proudly atop the heavens and earth, their imposing presence reaching for the heavens. Behind them lay shattered mountains, burning rivers, and even crumbling stars—a scene of utter desolation.
The immortals on the reliefs wore solemn, dignified gazes, seemingly piercing through eons of time, meeting Qin Tian's eyes with a profound and compassionate expression.
Above the colossal gate, the grandeur of creation and the desolate silence of destruction seemed to warn those who came: here lay sealed the ultimate secrets of the immortal era, perhaps even concealing destructive power beyond the control of even the immortals.
A woman stood silently before the gate, her eyes as still as stagnant water. Her pale face, reflected against the bronze gate, appeared even more desolate and mysterious.
She whispered to Qin Tian, "Beyond this door lies my elder sister's secluded cultivation place. Go in alone; she's been waiting for you for a long time."
Qin Tian was increasingly puzzled. When he looked again, Qin Wuming was gone. Looking at the massive bronze door before him, Qin Tian felt a strange sense of familiarity.
When Qin Tian pushed open the bronze door, an endless starry sky unfolded before him, a profound and ancient cosmic landscape.
Stars twinkled, floating like dust in the void. Yet, in the very center of this vast universe, a woman sat cross-legged.
Her figure was elegant and dignified, but her body was entangled by countless fine, hair-like threads. Each thread carried intricate threads of causal power, deeply binding her.
The woman's long, snow-white hair cascaded down, like an inverted Milky Way reflecting starlight. Her face was serene and exquisitely beautiful. The causal threads, like chains of fate, ran from her limbs to her fingertips, from her shoulders to the tips of her hair; each thread trembled gently, seemingly bearing endless power and burden.
With every slight movement, the causal threads tightened, as if trying to completely bind her to this endless web of destiny.
She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze deep and far-reaching, containing the past and future of the entire Qin clan. She looked at Qin Tian, her gaze carrying a hint of relief, but also a touch of melancholy.
Her voice was low yet filled with boundless compassion, as if transcending time, as she softly said:
"You've finally come."
These words seemed to activate the web of cause and effect. Qin Tian could clearly see the chain-like lines binding her body even more tightly, as if trying to bind her flesh and soul.
Qin Tian was utterly shocked. He could sense the immense karma she carried—the accumulated fate of the entire Qin clan across countless generations. The karma of the entire Qin clan rested entirely on this woman, a self-contained karma, unaffected by the Heavenly Dao.
The karma of the Qin clan across generations was all contained within one person; the weight of this was unimaginable.
At this moment, Qin Tian finally understood why the Qin clan had so many ancestors, and why the Qin clan could achieve pseudo-immortality!
Members of the Qin clan, as long as they remained within the clan, would not die due to lifespan. Those ancestors who could not leave the Qin clan were those whose lifespans had reached their end.
The karma of the Qin clan was not governed by the Heavenly Dao; therefore, as long as they did not leave the Qin clan, they were immortal.
A serene expression appeared on the woman's pale face as she said, "I am Qin Wuhun, the First Ancestor of the Qin Clan."
"Greetings, First Ancestor," Qin Tian bowed.
"No need to be formal. To make a long story short, I need you to have a dream," Qin Wuhun said, though speaking was extremely difficult for her, her voice hoarse.
Qin Tian frowned, watching the increasingly taut threads of cause and effect, his admiration for Qin Wuhun's decisiveness growing.
"Alright, I agree. The First Ancestor wants me to be straightforward."
Qin Wuhun: "A dream of immortality, a dream of returning to ancient times, awakening the blasphemers, fighting against darkness, slaying gods."
Qin Tian's pupils contracted. Although Qin Wuhun's words were brief, they contained a wealth of information.
"What do you need me to do?" Qin Tian didn't have many questions.
He had no time for pleasantries, neither about the First Ancestor's situation nor the impending crisis.
"Return, search, slay, a way..." the First Ancestor began with difficulty.
"What do I need to do?" Qin Tian asked.
The First Ancestor looked at Qin Tian and blew a breath of fragrance towards him. The fragrant breeze made Qin Tian drowsy; his eyelids suddenly felt heavy, and he fell asleep on the spot.
The light that permeated the entire world suddenly converged from all directions in that instant, falling entirely upon Qin Tian. His body gradually became transparent, and everything about him slowly disappeared until, after a moment, a roar surpassing thunder echoed, and Qin Tian's body completely vanished!
At the same time, a soft light instantly enveloped the entire Qin Clan, as if a new world had reappeared within it—a world from someone's ancient memories!
Qin Wuhun watched Qin Tian's figure disappear and closed her eyes as well. She needed to maintain this world.
The hope of the Qin Clan, the hope of the Great Thousand Dao Domain, all lay in this dream of immortality.
And in a certain place within the Great Thousand Dao Domain, in a dark corner of the plane, in a place unknown to anyone...
Here, there was no sign of life, only surging darkness and undead matter that seemed almost alive. Above, a massive dark vortex slowly rotated.
The aura emanating from this unknown place was remarkably similar to that of Shi Zang.
And such places existed throughout the Great Thousand Dao Domains, numbering ninety-nine in total!
In one of them, the sky was filled with a colossal, churning dark vortex.
A massive black coffin, hundreds of feet tall and bound by countless bronze chains, slowly descended!
The moment this black coffin appeared, the dark laws of the ninety-nine dark forbidden zones surged even more violently, as if driven to utter chaos by some unseen force.
Clang! Clang!
The clanging of chains echoed continuously.
As the chains binding the black coffin were gradually removed,
black mist filled the sky, and the black coffin was opened like Pandora's box.
A terrifying scene unfolded.
Countless bizarre creatures, with grotesque appearances and swirling dark auras, surged forth from the pitch-black coffins like a tidal wave!
And it wasn't just these strangely shaped dark creatures.
There were also numerous dark cultivators clad in armor, wielding black-gold battle swords or black abyss halberds.
Like demons from the abyss of hell, they too surged forth from the black coffins!
In an instant, the dark creatures appeared as an endless, surging tide!
As far as the eye could see, black mist churned, strange beasts roared, and billions of dark beings filled every corner of the world!
And their numbers were increasing at an alarming rate!
"We! By the command of the Divine Lord, bury the world!"
The unified voice pierced the heavens, deafeningly loud.
These were all Great Emperors!!!
There were many others with auras similar to Shi Zang's, and even more terrifying and powerful auras among them.
This was just one of the Dark Lands, and there were ninety-nine such places.
They were awakened by the gods, preparing to slay the blasphemers, bury the world, and purge all life from it.
Just as the coffins in the Dark Lands opened, and countless dark creatures emerged, behind the bronze gate of the Qin Clan Ancestral Abyss...
Qin Wuhun glanced towards the Dark Lands, her gaze somewhat solemn, but this was all within her expectations.
As long as Qin Tian succeeded, the Qin Clan's blasphemers could stop the Dark Lands, and these dark creatures wouldn't easily leave the dark side of the world and reach the Great Thousand Dao Domain.
They still had time.