The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 141 The Ancient Golden Road, the Migration of the Purple Star

The battle of Ziwei has ended, and remnants remain beneath the Western Sea, their blood converging to form chaos.

Upon hearing Wang Hongwu's words, Wuliang Daoren couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

“Young man, you’re getting a bit too bold. If you really want to seize the heavens, you’ll need to find at least several planets to replace the original Ziwei’s position. And if you bring the Ziwei beings to Beidou, that place will really be in chaos.” He spoke calmly, seemingly not optimistic about the Beidou region, as it was too dangerous.

Wang Hongwu shook his head. "The Western Desert and Northern Plains of Beidou are both vacant. It is just right to accommodate the current Eastern Sheng Shenzhou and Northern Ju Luzhou. In addition, both royal families have joined the Ziwei Sect. What's wrong with that? They are the true royal families of this era. I will not stay in Beidou for too long. Before leaving, I must integrate everything. This is inevitable."

"You truly harbor ambitions to unify all races. Sooner or later, you will inevitably clash with other royal families, and the outcome will be difficult to resolve." The Boundless Daoist naturally saw through his true scheme: to unify all races with overwhelming force and truly make the human race reign supreme.

But this is not easy, because there are other royal families involved, and it concerns their interests, so they will not sit idly by; of course, this is also because he was unaware that three major royal families had already joined forces with the Ziwei Sect, otherwise he would not have made such a guess.

"I don't care." Wang Hongwu smiled, pointed to himself, then to Wuliang Daoist. "They can speak now, but what about ten years from now, a hundred years from now? What if I become a future empress?"

He can become a saint in his twenties, and he has a solid backer to protect him. Give him another ten or even a hundred years to grow, and then no one else will be allowed to interfere.

Upon hearing this, the Boundless Daoist was surprised. He carefully examined the young man and nodded, "I underestimated you. You're so confident. I thought you weren't a solar body, but a chaotic body."

Wang Hongwu narrowed his eyes and found that this Taoist priest seemed gentle but was actually cunning and shrewd. He was also a bit gossipy and cheeky. No wonder Duan De had held a grudge against him for so long. He said indifferently, "I have never seen a Chaos Body. I have seen one that is incomplete, but it looks even more impressive than the real thing."

“Interesting. Young people these days are really independent.” Wuliang Daoren laughed heartily upon hearing this, flicked his whisk, and said to Wang Hongwu in a melodious voice, “Speaking of which, I am really interested in you and would like to test the quality of that so-called Mingzun.”

“I’m also very interested in you.” Wang Hongwu was telling the truth. The Chaos Body was a very special thing, and no one would refuse it. As he spoke, he stepped forward, and the primordial divine fire of the Sun Body around him ignited. The golden-red flames boiled and illuminated the place, making the playful expression of the Boundless Daoist even more apparent.

"Instead of choosing to leave, you're moving closer to me? Your courage is commendable." Thick iron chains materialized between the fingers of the Boundless Daoist, jet black and shiny, cold and conspicuous. With each swing, boundless Dao principles surged, becoming a turbulent sea of ​​chaos, upon which symbols floated, evolving into myriad laws.

Boom! Wang Hongwu suddenly shot up from the ground, his whole body radiating golden light, like a sun releasing immortal brilliance. A supreme power surged out, and he flashed in front of Wuliang Daoren. He made a hand seal with his left hand, and all the stars in the sky appeared. He clenched his right fist, controlling the cycle of life and death, and slashed down together, hitting the chaotic sea.

Clang, one soft sound after another rang out, as palm and fingers collided with the chains. The chaotic iron chains tore apart heaven and earth, restraining all paths and remaining untouched by any law. The golden palm was indestructible, even the weapons of the Saint King level were useless and would be destroyed. That was not a divine power, but the purest physical body and blood energy, which was enough to pierce through the stars and compete with the sun.

This power, this domineering aura, this intensity is awe-inspiring; it is something no saint could achieve, and even a holy king could not match it.

The next moment, the two figures suddenly stopped and separated. Although the flame between Wang Hongwu's fingers was extinguished, it also broke the chain that Wuliang had condensed in his hand. The surrounding chaotic energy surged and covered the sky and earth, and the glow of the five elements rotating appeared in it.

One test made them realize that they were both pioneers in the forbidden realm of gods, with profound cultivation far exceeding the level of nine.

Just then, the battle here was captured by a figure from beyond the sky. He had also cultivated a Heavenly Eye, but it was neither the Martial Heavenly Eye nor the Blood Wheel Demon Eye of the Underworld, but the legendary Supreme God Heavenly Eye!

"That's not fair." Ye Chunfeng shook his head and swept his sword downwards, saying, "It's rare to encounter two such opponents in Ziwei. It would be a great pity not to have a match with them."

"Please, gentlemen, accept my sword strike, Spring Breeze!"

In an instant, a flying sword soared into the sky. The moment it appeared, it caused the mountains and rivers to lose their color and the sun and moon to lose their light. When it swung down, feather-like sword threads fell, filling the sky and growing larger and larger. In the end, each thread was like a huge star, terrifying beyond compare, and the oppressive atmosphere threatened to destroy the vast earth.

This sword was aimed at Wuliang. The refined Taoist smiled and said calmly, "Very well, I will master the sun and the moon. Only when yin and yang are combined can I be my Chaos!"

The other sword was aimed straight at Wang Hongwu. It was a sword body composed of phoenix blood crimson gold patterns and dragon pattern black gold Dao patterns. Its killing power was heaven-defying. It could be clearly seen that the dark red sword body was constantly vibrating, and thousands of sword lights were slashed out. Its attack power was unparalleled in the world. No hero could resist it. It could kill a Saint King.

"The Dao of the Immortal Golden Union Secret Realm? Then let me show you the path of my Dao Seed Union Secret Realm." Wang Hongwu raised his hand, and the Sea of ​​Wheels and the Dao Palace lit up. The Yin-Yang Seed and the Five Elements Seed manifested, overlapping and merging with each other, evolving the rise and fall of all things, birth and death. All the Qi moved with it, and all the Daos lit up, soaring into the sky and colliding with the dark red sword body.

In the clash, facing the cyclical obliteration of the five elements, the immortal sword first turned crimson, as if blood was flowing, and the shattered ground actually repaired itself, even emitting a phoenix cry; but when it clashed with the Yin-Yang element, it turned pitch black, extremely terrifying, every wisp of dragon-shaped killing light shattered the sky, and chaotic energy surged.

Clearly, this demonstrates that the other party has comprehended part of the essence of immortal gold, corresponding to Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold and Dragon Pattern Black Gold. Immortal gold has an ancient origin, tracing back to the Chaotic Ancient Era and the Immortal Ancient Era, and it also hides great mysteries. If a Holy Spirit is conceived in an ancient era, then its birth will have the potential to ascend to immortality, which is extremely different.

Bang! In the end, the Dao Seed of the Secret Realm and the Immortal Gold Secret Realm both trembled. Before they could determine which was better, they destroyed that void and disappeared into the black hole.

"I'll be waiting for you on the Golden Ancient Road." Seeing this, Ye Chunfeng didn't mind. He sent a telepathic message and then took the ancient coffin containing the thoughts of the Taiyin deity and left, embarking on the trial path once more.

Ancient roads are divided into those from the present ancient times and those from the mythical era. The former can be called the Golden Ancient Road, and the latter can be simply called the Mythical Ancient Road. The latter is more ancient and terrifying, with many hardships, and one can perish if one is not careful.

Two ancient roads traverse the mysteries of the universe, where celestial beasts roam and ancient races dwell. Although they are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, each one is extremely powerful, making even the most talented tremble.

Crossing the barrier of the Holy Realm is the minimum requirement to embark on the path of trials.

"He appeared ten years before me. I wonder what he obtained from the Wheel of Reincarnation?"

Wang Hongwu remained calm, and through this method, he glimpsed some of the other party's ideas. Perhaps Ye Chunfeng was still trying to combine the Nine Immortal Golds with the Nine Secrets, such as Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold with the "Zhe" Secret, Dragon Pattern Black Gold with the "Dou" Secret, Feathered Azure Gold with the "Xing" Secret, etc. If successful, it would be even more terrifying.

In fact, he had also wondered whether the Nine Heavenly Venerables, the Nine Secrets, and the Nine Immortal Gold had any intersection or commonalities. However, since his own path was to transform immortal seeds into secret realms, he did not pay much attention to it. He never expected that Ye Chunfeng would put it into practice.

As expected of the original form of the Bright Venerable Taiyin, he sighed inwardly, but he didn't feel anything special. In a sense, that was also 'him'. His strength was also his own strength. There was not much difference. In the end, they would all be united. He firmly believed that he would win. After the battle of severing the Dao, his Dao heart was more stable than ever before.

This is not complacency or underestimating the enemy, but a belief—possessing a strong Dao heart, fearless of all hardships and tribulations, and breaking free from them.

Moreover, he learned through the Six Paths Wheel that he was the true Mingzun, while the other party was merely a split Taiyin Origin Force. As for the root cause, it was probably still on the Six Paths Wheel, perhaps caused by future reincarnations.

"The Trial Road, huh? That's very interesting. That person's physical body has become the Mythical Ancient Road. Then who built this Golden Ancient Road? I'll go and take a look." Wuliang Daoist's eyes flashed as he thought of Lingbao Tianzun. His expression became somewhat subtle. With a flick of his whisk, his body disappeared into the void.

In this secret place of the underworld, only Wang Hongwu remained. He came to the central altar, which seemed to be cast from the corpses of gods and demons. Its shape was bizarre, and it was engraved with images of corpses lying down, gods falling, blood flowing, the sun falling and the moon destroying, and the stars of the heavens exploding.

On the ancient altar, the patterns are eerie and so ancient that they have weathered away, with cracks and breaks overlapping, leaving behind mottled relics that glow alongside other ancient blood.

"Very well, I will use this place to cultivate my digital secret path within myself!"

Wang Hongwu raised his hand, and the ten kinds of ancient blood gathered here. The Demon Blood Supreme Bone he obtained in the Immortal Transformation Pool also flew out to serve as the vessel for this body.

Whoosh! The ten ancient bloods merged into a blood cloud that covered the demon god's bones, gradually forming a human shape. From within the Dao Palace's secret realm, a vast chanting echoed, blessing the area and summoning the Dao self for the next life.

Surprisingly, during the refining process, the divine embryo within his body also began to pulsate, absorbing some of the ancient blood, which flowed and merged on the surface, as if undergoing some kind of evolution.

Moreover, Wang Hongwu's own solar blood was also absorbing some of its essence, making the fiery divine light even more intense and further strengthening its origin. The evolution became increasingly complex, and a touch of purple aura appeared outside the golden light and crimson glow, resulting in a significant enhancement of his physical body and primordial spirit.

Then, various strange phenomena appeared in this place. Gods and demons sacrificed themselves to build altars, which shone brightly. Various chants and prayers rang out, as if a true mythical kingdom had descended. Thump, thump! From within the digital humanoid figures, a huge heartbeat came, as if a giant who had created the world had awakened from slumber.

Something seemed to break within Wang Hongwu's body, revealing a terrifying scene: a blood-stained ancient road gradually emerged from the void, flanked by endless white bones, leading to a magnificent summit.

'The past is my lost path!' 'The present is my true self!' 'The future is my Dharma!'

An altar was built with the corpses of heroes, dripping with blood and covered in white bones, and then this demonic sound was uttered, shaking the heavens for eternity.

A strange power surged on the altar, and a god-like figure approached from afar, exuding the aura of time, terrifying and extremely powerful.

Then, the figure and the humanoid stood face to face, gradually merging together to form a real body.

His body glowed, his eyes were like two bright and dazzling glass lamps, his hair was thick and shiny, his body was strong and slender, full of power, and his face was exactly the same as Wang Hongwu's, except that his body was always shrouded in a layer of chaotic mist, making it blurry and indistinct.

As I emerged from this world, I felt an ethereal sense of being beyond the reach and influence of worldly forces. I roared to the heavens, and the surging power surged through the starry sea, startling the departing Boundless Daoist.

"Isn't that guy supposed to be indifferent to the past and the future? How come he has a future body?" Wuliang Daoren was surprised, then observed carefully and couldn't help but exclaim, "No, that's not right. It's his Dao Self that can be used in this way, showing such power. It's the numerical secret of the Moral Heavenly Venerable! Dao Venerable is indeed exceptionally talented."

Since the existence of the Dao Palace Secret Realm, countless people have been studying the concept of "the departed self" and "the Dao self," but they have found it difficult to transform it into real combat power. Only the Moral Celestial Venerable has taken this step and created a numerical secret that is close to that of an immortal.

Even the Ziwei Saints above the Western Sea were shocked. What was happening before their eyes was so bizarre. A strong wind was blowing, ghosts were wailing and gods were howling, and countless bodies were manifesting. In the phantom, there were large numbers of god and demon corpses falling.

The Dao I have cultivated within me possesses unfathomable power and a Daoist charm that draws upon the past and future.

"What kind of ancient method is this?" Everyone in the sky above the western sea was stunned, watching this scene in disbelief.

The human body is inhabited by the deceased self and the Tao self. It is said that the former recited scriptures in the past life, while the latter comprehends the Great Tao in the future, both possessing unfathomable divine power.

"It's the Sun God Lord. He has mastered such a secret technique. Is it a remnant of some ancient Heavenly Venerable?" Even the Great Sage pondered deeply. The manifestation of this secret technique was inconceivable. It could actually utilize part of my battle power to revive my invincible future self and participate in the war.

The expression on the King of Slaughtering Heaven's face was somewhat strange. He couldn't help but mutter, "The Underworld really is aiding the enemy. They've sent us such powerful weapons as the Number Secret and the Word Secret. Even Yama's son only managed to cultivate the Body of Death. Now, they've even managed to cultivate the Body of Path. If the guys from Yama's Palace find out, they'll probably be furious."

"I have obtained six of the nine secrets: the secret of numbers, the secret of the character '行', the secret of the character '者', the secret of the character '前', the secret of the character '临', and the secret of the character '皆'. As for the rest, I will either obtain them from the Overlord Body or continue to rob them from the Underworld. That place is truly a treasure trove, it has everything. I am looking forward to the Underworld Prince coming to find me, preferably with the remaining weapons and equipment."

Inside the secret realm, Wang Hongwu revived and took Dao Wo Shen into the Dao Palace secret realm to sit and chant scriptures, which blessed him for this life. With the foundation of the incomplete transformation of the Heavenly Venerable, the Xingzi Secret was naturally cultivated very quickly. He also mastered one of the nine secrets he obtained from Zhenyuzi.

With a single step, the Word "Xing" transformed the world, and in the blink of an eye, fragments of time flickered as he left this secret place, destroying it all in the process. He then arrived at the location of the allied forces. The Holy Emperor's divine power had been greatly depleted, and he had already returned to the Sun Emperor Tower to recuperate.

After a burst of energy, the spirit of the artifact fell back into slumber, as it was impossible to remain fully revived at all times. It was then absorbed into Wang Hongwu's body.

Outside the battlefield, the remaining Shenzhou and Luzhou were covered in mud, blood and mud everywhere, and the fog was crimson. Blood mist rose and spread throughout the area. In the broken mountains and the great rift valley, many pieces of broken bones and rotten flesh were scattered, and the crimson spots were too gruesome to bear.

Many people wept, for this was an unbearable burden. The casualties were devastating, a true tragedy of blood and tears. The original Ziwei had hundreds of billions of living beings, but more than 90% of them disappeared in one battle, either sacrificed or slaughtered. Even including mortals, only 60 million people remained. The world was empty, two states were destroyed, and only five sects remained.

What's even more disheartening is the sheer number of powerful warriors who perished in the battle. The number of saints who nearly emptied Ziwei's ranks was reduced to only sixty after the battle, a stark contrast to their previous losses. Even the Taiyin Clan lost a Great Saint, and all the Great Saints from the Human King Palace, Guanghan Palace, and Changsheng Dao Temple also perished in the battle. Conversely, the number of Saint Kings who fell was much smaller.

No one expected it to turn out this way. After World War I, Ziwei became desolate, with a sense of broken wasteland.

Even Wang Hongwu was somewhat moved. The price of defeating the Underworld was too high, but fortunately, it was ultimately successful, saving the two royal families and Ziwei. If it weren't for the appearance of the Human Emperor's divine thoughts and the Boundless Daoist, this battle would probably have been even more troublesome.

Now, all the religious groups are silent, pondering what to do in the future.

It's true that they repelled the Underworld once, but that doesn't mean they can do it every time. The Underworld can always come back stronger. But they were completely crushed in one battle and almost destroyed their star. How could they possibly fight back like that?

We must find a new way out.

"Master, the casualties within the sect are also considerable. Most of the disciples and lineages left behind by the Holy Emperor have perished in battle." After taking stock of the sect's casualties, the Great Sage Tianyang flew over with a somewhat somber expression. Wang Hongwu nodded and said, "Take good care of their remains and integrate them into our sect's branches for training. Don't let them lose heart."

"Fellow Daoist, what are your plans next? If you intend to leave Ziwei, could you point us in the right direction?" The Taiyin Sect Leader looked over. They naturally understood that they could no longer stay in Ziwei and had to leave. However, the starry sky was vast, and without coordinates, migration would be suicidal. The only known and closest coordinates were:
Beidou!

The Beidou Ancient Starfield was the place where the Xuan Yin Saint King and Jiang Heng Saint King led their team, along with Wang Hongwu, Xu Kun, and others, to migrate. Now, the Ziwei Sect has been established there, and it has cooperated with the Divine Organization, uniting the Primordial Lake, Wanlong Nest, and Huaguo Mountain to form the Royal Alliance. It can be said that it is all-powerful and is at the height of its power.

With such a conspicuous refuge right there, it would be impossible for Ziwei and the others not to have any thoughts about it.

After all, the myriad races of the Big Dipper have so many Great Saints and supreme divine weapons that they have the confidence to fight against the Underworld; but they can't, but if they go there, then they can too.

Everyone understands the reasoning behind this; they are simply waiting for the right opportunity.

"It's not so much about giving guidance as it is a mutually beneficial cooperation."

I have a plan in Beidou. The Ziwei Sect is currently at its peak, occupying Zhongzhou and Ximo. Beiyuan is vacant among the Five Regions, while Ziwei now only has two states left. I have an idea: to relocate Beiju Luzhou to Beiyuan, Xiniu Hezhou to Ximo, and move all the Ziwei sects to Beidou, merging them into my Ziwei Sect Alliance. They can share their inheritance or remain independent, depending entirely on your preferences.”

Wang Hongwu directly stated his idea: to integrate all the forces of Ziwei into the Ziwei Alliance, so that the name "Ziwei Sect" would truly be fitting.

"Understood." The other members of the major sects pondered for a while and decided to go back and discuss it further before making a decision tomorrow.

The following day, Wang Hongwu had just finished his cultivation at the Sun Ancient Sect when he saw a large group of people appear in the main hall.

"Sun Lord, we have made a decision and are willing to migrate together to Beidou and join the Ziwei Alliance, but we hope to ensure the independence of the main lineage in terms of sovereignty."

On this day, not only did they make this decision, but after a thorough understanding, all the remaining forces of Ziwei also made up their minds to leave temporarily!

This was a massive retreat. Everyone was acutely aware of the crisis. The so-called prosperous era was utterly vulnerable in the face of the underworld. If the wrath of those beings were unleashed, the heavens and earth would collapse, leaving nothing but blood and bones behind.

But no matter what, leaving is the most important thing.

Beidou is a good place.

(End of this chapter)