Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 405 Death and Clan Annihilation, the World Laughs! (4000)

hum~
A stone mirror rose from the earth, emitting a pale yellow glow.

The vicissitudes of time and the weight of the earth rise from the stone mirror.

Mountains, rivers, land, and endless mountain ranges are reflected in the mirror, finally settling on a fragmented island.

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression was cold and stern. He slowly loosened his clasped hands and uttered a single word:
"kill!"

The stone mirror trembled, and the various images within its surface shook and vibrated before shattering!
The next instant
In the mortal realm, the land of the Celestials trembled violently and was torn apart with a deafening roar.

A pale yellow light appeared, like clouds and mist, sweeping across every inch of the world.

As far as the eye could see, all things in heaven and earth seemed to slowly disperse and disappear like quicksand.

The entire island, along with the surrounding sea, was razed to the ground and turned into a hollow.

Such a scene was too horrifying; such an attack nearly exceeded the limits of a superior-grade weapon. What a pity.
"He's not dead yet!"

Zhang Yuanzhu had one arm hanging naturally at his sides, while the other rested on a long, white ruler. His eyes were exceptionally bright.

cough cough~
A violent coughing sound came from the bottomless riverbed.

A hunched figure stepped out.

The old man was in a terrible state.

Its wings were broken off, its abdomen was pierced, revealing the stark white bones and writhing flesh inside, and its long, gray hair had turned charred black.

A gentle breeze blew by, and strands of hair turned to dust.

"Young man, you have some impressive skills. Show me what else you have, I'll take yours."

The old man's face was covered with cracks. As he walked, his skin peeled off, and blood flowed down his cheeks, splattering onto the soil.

Zhang Yuanzhu tilted his head slightly and slowly drew out the gleaming white ruler.

At the same moment, the golden lamp rose from his bosom, hovering above his head, rising and falling, scattering golden flames.

"No need for elaborate schemes, I'll kill you!"

The young man walked forward, his red robe fluttering in the wind.

Huhuhu~
A sudden gust of wind appeared, and heavy snow fell, blurring the view and freezing the sea.

The world was plunged into a white expanse, and there was not a single human figure in sight.

The hazy sound traversed space and passed through wind and snow to reach us:

"Red lotuses grow beneath the snow, please savor them!"

As the words drifted by, red lotuses bloomed from the earth, each one lifelike and fiery red.

Snow and wind swirled around the rising red lotus, fire and ice, heat and cold, colliding and merging together.

In the next instant, the red lotuses and snow that filled the sky and earth swarmed toward the hunched old man.

boom!
Boom! !
Boom! ! !
Firelight mingled with wind and snow, creating a holy and dazzling radiance.

The hunched figure staggered backward, his body shattering, blood splattering everywhere.

call out!
A beam of pure white light burst forth, like an eternal celestial radiance, tearing through space, traversing the wind and snow, and piercing towards the old man's brow.

At the same time, clusters of red lotuses arrived amidst the wind and snow, blocking all escape routes.

Zhang Yuanzhu's attack was a decisive blow, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Roar!
The Supreme Ancestor of the Celestial Clan roared to the sky, shattering the countless red lotuses and halting his retreat.

Strands of divine light burst forth from his body, transforming into a battle spear.

He reached out and gripped the spear tightly, took a step, and extended his arm.

kill!

The spear swept across the sky, hurtling towards the crimson shadow at breakneck speed.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were icy as he sensed the impending attack.

He did not retreat or dodge; instead, the long ruler in his hand became even more dazzling as he charged straight at the enemy.

in an instant
Bang! Sizzle!

A long ruler was placed on his forehead, and half of his face exploded, with blood mixed with scattered white bones.

The spear was sharp, piercing through the golden flames, tearing through the skin, slicing through the flesh, and penetrating the chest.

Crimson and purplish-gold blood splattered on the earth, a pair of double pupils and a single eye met across the distance, both cold and resolute.

Kill! Kill!

With long rulers wielded and spears crisscrossing, the two seemed oblivious to their injuries as they began their most brutal duel.

The long ruler clashed with the spear, fists collided with palms, and golden flames intertwined with brilliance.

The earth collapsed, the glaciers shattered, and even space itself was torn apart.

In the void, the two fought to the point of madness, with blood splattering down from time to time, making it an extremely tragic battle.

boom!
Another deafening roar, like the dawn of creation, followed, and the two figures parted ways, facing each other across the void.

Zhang Yuanzhu's crimson robe was stained with blood, his black hair danced wildly, and his eyes reflected the sun, moon, and stars, shining brilliantly.

A golden lamp floats overhead, illuminating the darkness and bringing light.

As for the old man, his spear was broken, his arm was severed, and he stood in the void, panting heavily.

The elder of the Celestial Clan stared at the Crimson Shadow in disbelief.

Although he was severely injured, he was by no means powerless to resist, but he was at a complete disadvantage in the confrontation.

Once an enemy gets close, his cultivation level drops rapidly, and he becomes increasingly weak.

"You demonic brat, you deserve to die!"

The old man growled, raised his head, and looked at the golden spirit lamp above the floating youth's head, as if he had realized something.

Unfortunately, it’s too late!

His injuries were too severe!
Zhang Yuanzhu's lips curled into a wide grin, unrestrained and arrogant.

At this moment, the enemy is nothing more than an old dog cornered in a desperate situation. Watch how I...

"Kill you!"

Leaning slightly forward, an extremely simple movement.

boom!
A purple aura of blood engulfed the void and golden flames, illuminating the entire void.

In that instant, the onlookers, Fayan and Fading, all realized that the world had lost its color, and only a purple light filled their vision.

With a single step, Zhang Yuanzhu forced out all tangible and intangible matter within a radius of hundreds of miles with his overwhelming power.

"Old dog, take this punch!"

With a single exhale, the young man's voice resounded through time and space, causing the void for hundreds of miles to tremble slightly, as if boiling water were being heated.

In that instant when the endless void trembled, Zhang Yuanzhu raised his right fist and unleashed a powerful punch!
Heart at the command! Intent at the command! Fist at the command!

At this moment, space and time seem to have no meaning.

Without a second thought, this punch had already traversed hundreds of miles of void, tearing a chasm in the void, and was aimed at the elder of the Celestial Clan.

Ah!
The old man roared, squeezing out all the power in his body.

Qi, blood, magical power, and spiritual awareness are all bursting forth.

In an instant, beams of divine light burst forth, heading towards the fist imprint.

Two attacks continued
near!

near!!
Get closer!!!
Until they touch!

In an instant, the divine radiance vanished, and the unparalleled light of the fist engulfed everything.

After an unknown amount of time, the light from the fist dissipated, the purple blood energy faded, and the void returned to darkness.

An old man knelt on the ground, his chest pierced, his life extinguished, and his one eye turned gray.

Before the wreckage, a slender, crimson figure stood with a ruler slung over his shoulder, his gaze lowered, carrying a lingering sense of satisfaction.

Through careful planning and meticulous calculation, weakening the enemy layer by layer, they finally defeated them.

What a pleasure!

Next comes the time to reap the sweet fruits, but before that, some remnants must be cleared away.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yuanzhu's figure vanished from the void and landed on the shattered earth.

He stretched out his palm and gently beckoned, and a broken sword and a stone mirror floated down from the rubble into his palm.

The young man carefully examined the broken knife.

The handle is pure white, while the blade is a white-gold color, engraved with intricate patterns.

This should have been the old man's natal artifact, but it was broken by the Void Mirror and is now almost unusable.

A hint of regret flashed in Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes.

With a flick of his wrist, he put away the stone mirror and the broken knife.

At that moment, two beautiful figures appeared from afar and landed beside the young man. Fa Yan reached out her delicate hand and gently touched the wound on the young man's chest, her eyes filled with worry.

"Brother Dao, now that all the enemies are dead, why not rest for a while and adjust your breathing?"

"All dead?"

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled, shook his head, and gazed at the sky.

"There are still many escapees; they need to be wiped out."

He paused, his face softening, and raised his hand to gently pat her delicate hand:

"No need to worry. Even if my magic power is exhausted, my blood and qi are as strong as a dragon and as solid as divine iron. I can still fight another battle, not to mention chasing down the defeated."

As the words drifted by, the young man suddenly exerted force with his feet.

Boom!

The earth cracked and split open, and a figure shot out.

"Wait a moment, we will be back soon."

Fa Yan and Fa Ding stood side by side, watching the departing figure with complex expressions.

The powerful Celestial race in the secret realm is truly on the verge of extinction!

Centered on the land of the Celestial Clan, within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, figures with wings on their backs scattered and fled.

The once sacred radiance is now dim and gloomy, and the arrogant face is filled with fear.

Lost!

Defeated!!
They lost!
The outer perimeter of the clan's territory was breached, and the prepared measures inside the territory were covered by the killing array before they could be unleashed. Too many clansmen died, and there was no hope of victory.

bang bang bang~
Crimson fireworks bloomed in the sky, dazzling and beautiful, yet carrying a sense of desolation.

A crimson shadow hurtled forward, leaving corpses of cultivators lying in wait; that slender figure brought forth the deepest of deaths.

All the remaining members of the Celestial Race had only one thought at this moment—run!

"I want to live!"

A middle-aged man with an ordinary face, wearing a black Taoist robe, sensed the disappearing aura of his clansmen and roared.

Magical power, vital energy, and all the power within the body are burning, empowering oneself.

With a flap of its wings, it traversed a hundred-mile-long sea in an instant, and its speed continued to increase.

Time passed, and I don't know how much time has gone by.

The middle-aged man suddenly paused and looked ahead.

A tall, slender figure in crimson, carrying a monstrous human head, strode across the sea and approached.

The figure was not tall, and the aura it exuded was not fierce, but the moment it appeared, it filled the middle-aged man who had just entered the Condensing Fiend Realm with despair.

He gazed at the head of the clan's prodigy in Crimson Shadow's palm, at the other's calm and expressionless face, and spoke tremblingly:
"Zhang Yuanzhu, we will wait for you on the road to the underworld, until you die and your spirit dissipates, until you are bound by willow branches."

A blood-stained palm crossed space and pressed down on the middle-aged man.

It was clearly a light, seemingly effortless palm strike, yet it felt as if it encompassed the entire universe, covered all variables, and blocked all escape routes.

In an instant, it was pressed against the middle-aged man's forehead, unleashing tremendous power.

bang~
His body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

Zhang Yuanzhu withdrew his hand, flicked the blood from his fingertips, and whispered:

"the last one!"

Bang!
With his other hand, he crushed the head in his palm.

With one step, he vanished from the spot.
As night fades and the sun rises in the east, its golden light pierces the clouds and spills across the sea.

Fayan and Fazhi stood on the sea, gazing into the distance, until the horizon, when a radiant figure strode towards them.

In an instant, a genuine smile appeared on the faces of both women.

Brother Dao never disappoints!

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Zhang Yuanzhu stepped into the seawater and stopped in front of the two women, his face stained with blood but with a gentle expression.

"I have returned, having vanquished all my enemies!"

"Brother Dao, I firmly believe that whatever you set your mind to will eventually be accomplished."

Fayan looked serious, stretched out her slender hand, and a layer of Buddhist light appeared, brushing across the young man's face.

The bloody stains disappeared, and the injury healed more quickly.

"The Celestial Clan is ultimately the trouble I brought, but it has implicated you, fellow Daoist."

Zhang Yuanzhu shook his head and slapped the woman's hand away.

"This is a test for me. Only by dancing on the edge of a knife and emerging from the brink of death can I forge my own path."

The young man's hand fell, patting the storage bag, and a flash of silver light transformed it into a flying boat.

"However, I will have to trouble you and my legal junior sister with the rest of the trip. I will be going into seclusion for a while to digest what I have gained this time."

"Give it to me and my senior sister."

Fa Yan nodded and boarded the flying boat.

Zhang Yuanzhu also stepped forward and walked directly towards the stern of the ship.

tower!
Stopping at the stern of the flying boat, streaks of light flew out from his arms and landed in all directions.

In an instant, an array was formed, blurring the figure.

Inside the formation, Zhang Yuanzhu leaned against the railing of the boat and lay half-reclined on the ground.

A pair of double pupils radiated a blue light, and a rich vitality filled every inch of his body, constantly repairing various injuries.

Muscles move, skin reappears, and blood is produced.

In less than half an hour, Zhang Yuanzhu had largely recovered.

The young man did not get up to cultivate; he simply lay half-reclined on the deck, gazing at the sky.

More than two months of fighting, the Celestial Clan's strategic planning and desperate struggle, and the relentless pursuit of their remnants across thousands of miles.
It's time for him to rest!

A thought arose in the young man's mind, his spirit relaxed, and he drifted into a dream.

No thoughts, no desires, no wants!

From day to night, and from night to day.

Two full days and nights passed before Zhang Yuanzhu slowly opened his closed eyes.

Exhaustion vanished, blood and energy surged, and even magical power was restored.

After two days and nights of rest, the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit were all at their peak.

Immediately, he straightened his spine, sat cross-legged, raised his arms, and turned his palms over.

The feathers on the back of his hand were as bright as platinum, so dazzling that they were almost blinding. Beneath their extreme brilliance lay the resentment and hatred of the celestial race.

Zhang Yuanzhu grinned. The Celestial God Clan's spiritual treasures and foundation had been destroyed along with the formation.

In his view, the karmic mark on the back of his hand might be the greatest gain from this trip.

Deep within the soul, tools are replaced, and the power of karma is controlled.

In an instant, the scene before Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes changed dramatically, as if a layer of dust had been wiped away, and everything became clearer.

My gaze fell, and I observed myself, with lines of various colors entwining around me.

Especially on the back of the hand, the jet-black causal lines are intertwined and countless.

"Cause and effect? ​​Karma?"

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were solemn. He raised his other hand and gently moved the cause and effect wrapped around the back of his hand.

boom!
Crimson flames, as red as blood, ignited from his entire body, causing his flesh and blood to tremble, his spiritual consciousness to flow, and flames to swirl around him.

Intense pain permeated my body and mind.

The young man's face remained calm and unchanged as he carefully experienced the burning flames of karma.

It is both a calamity and an opportunity!

With a series of flicks of his palm, the threads of cause and effect were stirred and thrown into the crimson sea of ​​fire.

The flames grew ever more intense, relentlessly burning away at his body, mind, and will, while the feathers on the back of his hand began to dim.

Time passed, and I don't know how much time has gone by.

The feathers on the back of his hand dispersed, and the sea of ​​fire that surrounded him began to gradually die down.

Zhang Yuanzhu exuded an aura of pure, flawless beauty.

The sea of ​​fire in his mind receded, revealing a ten-story glazed pagoda, carrying a sense of sacred solemnity.

This is a transformation and a cleansing!

(End of this chapter)