Chapter 741 The ruthless way

With Ning Xian's addition, Lin Zhao no longer needed to focus on fighting against opponents at the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and was able to return to his previous state. He could even occasionally take a break and unleash an Emperor Phoenix Palm to assist Ning Xian in battle.

Perhaps sensing that the battle situation on his side was not good, the Demon Lord, who was at the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, summoned his signature weapon and slowly approached Lin Zhao.

"Dragon Phoenix Emperor, you must be at your limit by now, right?" Although it was a question, the Demon Lord's tone was certain.

Lin Zhao calmed himself down. Although he had almost no immortal energy left and his soul was nearly exhausted, he was still capable of fighting.

"Even if he's not at his peak, he's still more than capable of taking down those scoundrels."

The Demon Lord sneered, "Dragon Phoenix Emperor, the reason we didn't go all out against you before was because we were waiting for this moment!"

Lin Zhao narrowed her beautiful eyes, and the Demon Lord raised his palms. Countless blood-red threads emerged from his palms, stretching out towards the Demon Army. They spread out in an overwhelming manner, obscuring part of the sky.

Lin Zhao's brow twitched, and the immortal energy in his hand materialized, unleashing the Thousand Spirit Radiance in an instant, but this only slowed down the speed of these fine threads.

In addition, while she could slow down the speed of the threads, she couldn't slow down the demons who were actively rushing towards her to connect the threads to their bodies.

These demons had empty, blackish-purple eyes, clearly devoid of their own consciousness, and most of them were below the True Immortal stage.

The demons above the True Immortal stage noticed this scene, and their gazes toward the Demon Lord changed.

Even if this Demon Lord is a demon at the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, he would absolutely not have the ability to control so many demons from different planes at once.

That leaves only one explanation.

"It's the pills His Majesty fed to our legion before!" a demon of the Immortal level exclaimed in shock. "He wants our entire legion to become sacrifices!"

Right now, they're only absorbing the flesh and blood of demons below the True Immortal level. But what will happen after that?

These demons were not fools; they all raised their weapons to help Lin Zhao cut the wriggling threads.

"Foolish!" Upon seeing this, the Demon Lord shook his head: "I originally intended to give you a quick death, but since you are so unwilling, let your resentment and fear, along with your flesh and blood, become nourishment for me."

Lin Zhao calculated the time but did not stop the other party from consuming its own kind. Until all the demon army below the True Immortal level turned into blood mist, the body of this Demon Lord was so huge that even when Lin Zhao looked up, he could only see up to his knees.

It was about a hundred feet tall and did not maintain a human form. However, it was impossible to describe what this Demon Lord looked like. Although it was not human, it was not any kind of spirit beast, mortal beast, or demon beast either.

It resembled the writhing state of an otherworldly evil thought without a physical body, a mass of gray mist, its entire body filled with a tyrannical aura of devouring.

The enormous monster sprouted countless fine threads, some of which surrounded Ji Wantang behind Lin Zhao, while others targeted its kin who had previously dared to defy it.

In that instant, a golden light cleaved the sky and the earth, slicing his body, which he had obtained by consuming his own kind, in two with a single sword strike.

The Demon Lord squeezed out his "eyes" from among his "features" to observe the world and saw the Heavenly Phoenix Bone Sword in the blue-clad woman's hand.

"you?"

He glanced at it distractedly, and his intuition told him something was wrong.

Sure enough, Ji Wantang, who had been focused on forming hand seals to destroy the source, had somehow stepped out of the safe zone; in her palm was a ball of dark gray light.

The sphere of light contained the original will that could transform into a demon spirit, the source of Sangziyuan's birth formed by the combination of three original sources: ancestral spirit, demon ancestor, and evil thoughts from another world, and the Dao of the cultivation world!
"No!"

As Ji Wantang's Death Scythe touched the ball of light, the Demon Lord extended his demonic soul and rushed towards the ball of light.

At that very moment, Lin Zhao firmly grasped his demonic soul, while Ji Wantang held up the ball of light and came to his body: "I have to thank you for absorbing all their power."

Ji Wantang looked at the enormous, powerful body with satisfaction. The next moment, the body, along with the entire demon army, was enveloped in the blood-red mist released by Ji Wantang.

"No, impossible! Even the ancestral spirits couldn't do that... How could you possibly devour us completely!" The demonic soul roared, trying to return to its body. Lin Zhao held it tightly: "I advise you to behave yourself."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Ji Wantang: "What do you think?"

It was clear that Ji Wantang's desire to devour the demon army and this body was not something that could be accomplished overnight, but she didn't have that much time to protect Ji Wantang.

"After Sang Ziyuan is destroyed, they will return to their original planes, but under my Blood Wheel Immortal Mansion, they will be locked and teleported to the Ancestral Spirit Plane."

Ji Wantang raised the Grim Reaper's Scythe: "As for what you've been waiting for, we can accomplish it now."

As the Grim Reaper's scythe fell, the dark gray orb of light emitted screams before shattering in the middle.

With the annihilation of the light sphere, Sang Ziyuan will also cease to exist, and this plane is already showing signs of collapse.

Seeing this, Lin Zhao, clutching the demon soul, chased after the fleeing Nüba, and also took Ning Xian away from Sangziyuan.

Before leaving, she left Ji Wantang with the words: "See you in the Upper Realm!"

With the Heavenly Phoenix Bone Sword in hand, even though his body was at its last gasp, Lin Zhao, relying on his sword intent, delivered a fatal blow to Nüba's clone.

After locking away the power within the female demon's clone, Lin Zhao looked towards Ning Xian, who was dressed in white and possessed unparalleled beauty.

"Fairy Ning".

Ning Xian nodded slightly to Lin Zhao: "Is Your Majesty about to advance to the Immortal King realm? It seems we will be able to meet in the Upper Realm soon."

Looking at Ning Xian, Lin Zhao thought of his second brother's brother in the Ancestral Dragon Plane, and couldn't help but tell him about what he had encountered in the Ancestral Dragon Plane.

After listening to Lin Zhao's account, Ning Xian nodded readily: "Your second brother's wife is indeed my clone, and the clone's memories are currently in my sea of ​​consciousness."

Lin Zhao: "..."

She was taken aback by how easily she discovered the truth.

"But according to my perception, the fairy doesn't cultivate the path of ruthlessness?"

Ning Xian looked at Lin Zhao in surprise, as if she had thought of something, and asked, "What does Your Majesty think the Path of Heartlessness is?"

Lin Zhao gave an awkward smile: "My understanding is one-sided. I think that if a cultivator is not preoccupied with worldly love and focuses solely on cultivating the Dao, then it is the Dao of No Emotion?"

Ning Xian smiled slightly: "It's not one-sided, it's both right and wrong. Of all the ways in the world, the greatest sound is silent, the greatest form is formless, the greatest love is unspoken, and the greatest path is ruthless."

After much deliberation, Lin Zhao finally took out the jade bottle containing the souls of Lin Yi and his brother from his spatial ring.

"so……"

"It encompasses the Great Dao, loves all living beings, and feels all emotions. These emotions manifest in countless ways, making them difficult to express. Therefore, the Dao is without emotion yet full of feeling; this is what is meant by being without emotion."

Ning Xian noticed Lin Zhao's expression and said, "To put it simply, to cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness, one must possess all the emotions of the world, enter the Path through emotions, and comprehend emotions through the Path. I am the common people, and the common people are me."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Lin Zhao and said, "Those who follow the Path of No Emotion often appear either deeply affectionate or cold-hearted when it comes to romantic relationships, so the Emperor's understanding is not wrong. There are too many emotions to experience when cultivating this path. Romantic relationships are just one of many. After these relationships are transformed into my Dao, I do not speak of emotions but only of the Dao, hence the Path of No Emotion."

Lin Zhao understood and summarized the key point: "So you have feelings for each other, and you cultivate the Dao with feelings?"

Ning Xian nodded: "Yes, the Dao that the Emperor is cultivating now is similar to my Dao of Ruthlessness. We both use the will of the world to cultivate, and emotion is a kind of will. Therefore, the Dao of Ruthlessness can be said to be the Dao that is closest to the Dao of Heaven."

It was born from the bonds of love among countless living beings, gained enlightenment from the Great Dao, and thus transcended to become an immortal.


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