Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

Beyond the formless universe, the chaotic void stretches endlessly, with countless cosmic winds howling and swirling all around, yet unable to approach this area even a fraction of a second.

Two supreme figures sat facing each other across the void.

It was Wang Sheng from the Formless Universe, and Qing Fa, the ruler of the Killing Universe and the Lord of the Universe.

This place transcends the myriad celestial rivers and is not bound by the rules of any particular world; it belongs to the crevice of the cosmic sea. There are no tables or chairs beneath the two, only the ever-flowing chaotic Dao energy, which transforms into a hazy cloud platform to support their bodies.

They did not engage in a fierce battle, nor did they display any earth-shattering supernatural powers. They merely sat in silent confrontation, and two Daoist principles originating from different cosmic sources silently intertwined, collided, and pulled each other in the void.

Before the two of them, a magnificent and vast mirror of light floated and appeared.

Within the mirror of light, scenes of all living beings unfolding within the two universes are reflected.

Qingyan's experiences in the Boundless Universe and Wang Sheng's struggles and ups and downs in the Killing Universe—everything was like a chess piece on a chessboard. Every move, every detail, was seen by the two universe masters without any way to hide it.

Qingfa's gaze was fixed on the mirror of light, watching the fate of his reincarnation, Qingyan.

When he witnessed the bloody and cruel massacre of his entire family, and saw the Grandmaster of the Harmony Force unleash a devastating palm strike, Qingyan was almost killed in the cradle. He only managed to survive thanks to his immense luck, which drew the help of the Fire Ancestor.

Qingfa's face gradually darkened, his brows furrowed with gloom, and the murderous aura flowing around him subtly stirred. His voice, carrying a hint of coldness, broke the silence of the void.

"Fellow Daoist's Formless Universe, on the surface, appears to be a world of myriad races, with the Heavenly Court maintaining order and a flourishing scene of ritual and music. However, within it lies lurking killing intent, with unseen conspiracies and schemes everywhere."

"In terms of the treacherous and cunning nature of the world, my universe of slaughter is still no match for your universe of formlessness."

Qingfa was truly displeased.

In his original plan, Qingyan possessed the divine soul foundation of the Lord of the Universe. Even if he was reincarnated and his memories were sealed, with his innate vision and comprehension, even if he could not rise to prominence smoothly, he should not have attracted the annihilation of his entire family as soon as he showed his talent.

A genius is feared by the old forces of the world before he has even truly grown up, and they do not hesitate to kill him. Such a world is too cruel for the next generation of prodigies.

If it were his own killing universe, the fighting would be out in the open, with the strong clashing and the outcome depending on their strength. But the ancient forces of the Boundless Universe were wielding their butcher knives in the shadows.

"In this kind of world, countless geniuses who have yet to shine will perish prematurely in their cradle. If this continues, it will be difficult for the universe to produce truly powerful individuals who can reach the pinnacle," Qing Fa said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Wang Sheng remained calm and composed, his gaze still fixed on the mirror reflecting the two worlds. He spoke slowly, his voice echoing peacefully in the chaotic void.

"It's not that the world is treacherous."

"My universe has no need for delicate geniuses nurtured in a greenhouse. What I look for are those who can stand firm through hardships, possessing great wisdom, perseverance, and fortune."

"If such mediocre beings perish at the slightest disturbance, what use are they to the grand principles of the universe, even if they survive?"

In Wang Sheng's philosophy, the Great Dao never favors the weak. Hardship is a selection process; among countless beings, only those who can withstand countless deadly situations and break through countless schemes are qualified to touch higher realms. Those who fall halfway only prove that they never reached that threshold in the first place, and are not worth regretting.

"snort."

Qingfa snorted coldly, disagreeing with this argument but unwilling to continue arguing.

The two cosmic rulers have different stances and completely different understandings of living beings and the Great Dao, so further debate is meaningless.

So the two of them turned their gaze once again to the enormous mirror floating in front of them, continuing to watch the course of the game between the two worlds.

……

The light mirror switched, and the perspective returned to the formless universe, to the depths of the void in the ancient land of the Heavenly Emperor.

Having escaped death, Qingyan now stands before the Fire Ancestor, who is firmly bound by the chains of the Great Dao.

In his desperate situation, Qingyan accepted the conditions offered by the Fire Ancestor, promising that if he were to one day be able to transcend this small world, he would definitely help the Fire Ancestor break free from his eternal imprisonment.

The Fire Ancestor was also very generous, transferring a portion of the massive amount of inherited memories and secret treasures he had accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years of dormancy in the void into Qingyan's soul.

The cultivation insights of the Flame Path, the application techniques of the Emotion Path, many ancient lost cultivation methods and secret techniques, as well as some rare and precious materials left over from ancient times, were all handed over to Qingyan.

Having obtained this immense opportunity, Qingyan's foundation soared, and his already unparalleled talent was further enhanced.

Unfortunately, he simply didn't have enough time to calm down and cultivate in seclusion.

The mysterious death of the Heavenly Spring First-Rank True Lord, a peak True Lord under the Heavenly Court, was like a boulder thrown into a lake, instantly shaking the entire rebuilt Heavenly Court Alliance.

The ancient monsters, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, suddenly changed color.

At the peak of True Monarch, one stands at the pinnacle of combat power in this small world. To be able to kill such a powerful figure silently, there must be a terrifying, lurking existence behind him.

The Heavenly Court immediately issued a strict order, and all the ancient forces mobilized their resources to launch a thorough investigation.

Countless spies and cultivators spread across the land, deducing the secrets of heaven and tracing the traces of time, investigating every abnormal fluctuation between heaven and earth.

Soon, following the lingering aftershocks of the Great Dao left behind when True Monarch Tianquan fell, several ancient ancestral powerhouses locked onto that void prison and detected the remnants of the Fire Ancestor's aura.

"Found him! That remnant who narrowly escaped death in ancient times is still alive!"

"It was he who killed True Lord Tianquan!"

"Slay this fiend, take his head, and offer it to His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor!"

Several powerful figures tore through the clouds, broke through layers of spatial barriers, and directly entered the vast void, heading straight for the hiding place where the Fire Ancestor was bound by chains.

Fire Ancestor raised his eyes and sensed several ancient ancestor-level pressures rapidly approaching, knowing that he could no longer hide.

He looked down at Qingyan before him, his voice tinged with a sense of vicissitude and solemnity: "Remember your promise. When you ascend to immortality, remember to help me break free from these eternal shackles!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Fire Ancestor waved his hand, and a gentle yet irresistible force enveloped Qingyan's body, sending him far away from this void battlefield.

He turned around and stayed behind alone to cover the rear, facing the powerful enemy who was attacking.

Having survived and lain dormant in the void for hundreds of thousands of years, the Fire Ancestor is no longer the same as when he was defeated and fled.

Over the long years, he continuously merged with the Great Dao of the Void, gradually devouring and digesting the remnants of the Great Dao from various powerful beings. The Yin-attribute Great Dao left behind by the Xuanmu, the mysterious and unpredictable power of childbirth, and the Hidden Dao inherited by the Hidden Serpent—several completely different Great Dao powers were all refined and integrated into his own Dao body little by little.

At this moment, crisis struck, and the Fire Ancestor no longer suppressed all his power.

Boom!!

Crimson flames and dark, chilling power exploded simultaneously, stirring up the entire void. Countless violent torrents of emotions swept in all directions, with joy, rage, despair, and grief transforming into tangible attacks.

The strange Daoist energy within his womb also began to circulate, and his body was filled with layers of Daoist power, vast and boundless.

He single-handedly faced off against three ancient ancestral powerhouses who came to besiege him.

The void trembled and shattered continuously, black cracks spreading in all directions, and countless divine powers collided and exploded into dazzling waves of light. The three ancient ancestors joined forces to attack, but for a time, they were completely unable to defeat the Fire Ancestor, and the two sides were evenly matched.

Qingyan, who was sent away from the battlefield by the Fire Ancestor, was plunged into an overwhelming crisis.

"Chase this man down! Dead or alive!"

"Such a prodigy must not be allowed to live, or there will be endless troubles in the future."

"Hahahaha, now the whole world is under our control. Even when the Heavenly Emperor was in his most difficult time, he had Zhao Ying as his companion. Now this man is all alone, he is doomed to die."

"That's right. I refuse to believe we can hunt down and force out a master stronger than the Heavenly Emperor!"

The celestial experts were all discussing the matter animatedly.

The Heavenly Court has confirmed that the Fire Ancestor was in cahoots with him.

In addition, Qingyan's exceptional talent amazed all the ancient ancestors, making many experts tremble with fear and envy.

Therefore, the entire Heavenly Alliance, including countless sects and ancient clans, issued a kill order, setting up an inescapable net to capture and kill him.

Monks were searching for him from all directions.

Fortunately, the Fire Ancestor had planned ahead and had already imprinted the mark of the Hidden Path on Qingyan's body when he sent him away.

The power of the Hidden Path concealed his entire aura and obscured the divination of heavenly secrets. No matter how many methods the ancient ancestors of the Heavenly Court used, they could not remotely locate and track his position.

"Damn it, let's go to Heaven! Damn the Heavenly Emperor!"

"When I rise to power, I will make your entire Heavenly Court and all its forces pay with their lives!"

"One day, I will destroy this world!"

Enraged by Qingyan's outburst, he had no choice but to hide his identity and wander the world, hiding from his pursuers.

Outside the chaotic void, Wang Sheng gazed at the scenes reflected in the mirror, watching the Fire Ancestor spare no effort in repeatedly protecting and helping Qing Yan. He couldn't help but shake his head slightly, his tone tinged with regret:

"Unfortunately, you were blinded by hatred in your heart and by the cyclical nature of fate. Otherwise, how dare you remain my enemy!"

……

The scene shifted abruptly, and the landscape changed abruptly, bringing them to Beitong Town, the Killing Universe under Qingfa's control.

Young Wang Sheng has already become a famous martial arts prodigy at Luoyang Martial Arts School!

According to the arrangements of the secular clan, he accepted the marriage alliance with the Zhao family of Beitong Town and was to marry Zhao Xue, the eldest daughter of the Zhao family.

However, Zhao Xue, the eldest daughter of the Zhao family, was always arrogant and domineering, and she liked to whip her servants for amusement.

She was extremely unwilling to marry Wang Sheng. Even though Wang Sheng had now cultivated to the Meridian Opening Realm and was considered a master among the younger generation in the area, he was still an ugly monster in Zhao Xue's eyes because of his unattractive appearance, short stature, and dullness.

Proud as she was, she looked down on this marriage from the bottom of her heart.

Just as the wedding date was approaching, Zhao Xue simply packed her bags and ran away from the wedding overnight, leaving Beitong Town quietly and going to a distant place.

When the news reached the Zhao family, the entire clan was in an uproar.

Wang Sheng felt neither anger nor attachment to romantic feelings.

For him, the engagement was merely a relationship he could exploit.

Zhao Xue's attempt to elope became an excellent excuse that came knocking on her door.

He went directly to the Zhao family, claiming that the woman had run away from the wedding, humiliated the martial arts school, and insulted him, and demanded compensation from the Zhao family, asking for several high-grade Yellow Rank Meridian Opening Realm cultivation techniques.

The "Art of Military Strategy" that Wang Sheng is currently practicing is only a low-grade Yellow Rank technique.

The basic cultivation techniques passed down from the military can only open a very limited number of meridians and channels, and the amount of Yuan energy that can be stored in the body is also pitifully small, which is gradually falling behind his cultivation progress. If he wants to continue to become stronger, he must have a higher-grade cultivation technique.

The more meridians are opened, the stronger the burst of power will be in an instant.

The amount of Yuan Power determines the strength of one's ability to sustain combat.

Therefore, the higher the level of the cultivation technique, the more precious it is.

"It's alright, young friend Wang Sheng. Even without Zhao Xue, my Zhao family has countless beauties to choose from."

"If you fancy any of them, just say the word, and I will never refuse."

Zhao Xue's father is Zhao Fang, the current head of the Zhao family.

He said it readily.

"Then what about Zhao Xue's mother? I wonder if the head of the family would be willing to part with her?"

Wang Sheng laughed.

Zhao Fang's expression froze.

But then,

Wang Sheng then said, "Just kidding."

What he wanted was the cultivation technique.

The Zhao family was in the wrong first, and they valued Wang Sheng's strength at the Tongmai Realm. They would need to rely on him for help in the future family war.

After careful consideration, the Zhao family had no choice but to reluctantly hand over two treasured high-grade Yellow Rank Meridian Opening Techniques to Wang Sheng for cultivation.

When Zhao Qiankun, the patriarch of the Zhao family, saw that Wang Sheng had obtained the cultivation manual and was not bothered by the woman's elopement at all, but was focused on cultivation, he couldn't help but show a look of satisfaction. He stroked his gray beard, looked at the young man in front of him, and laughed heartily.

"Good! Good! Good! Wang Sheng, you are not distracted by matters of love and romance, and you devote yourself wholeheartedly to martial arts cultivation. No wonder the outside world calls you a martial arts fanatic!"

"You should focus on honing your cultivation. Before long, it will be the decisive battle between my Zhao family and the Lin family of Nanfeng Town. As long as we can defeat the Lin family, my Zhao family will receive the Heavenly Dao's reward and have the opportunity to obtain the cultivation technique for the Divine Spring Realm! At that time, you will naturally have no shortage of opportunities."

The Divine Spring Realm is a major realm after the Meridian Opening Realm. For martial arts families in places like Beitong Town, it is an extremely high opportunity that is both desirable and unattainable.

Wang Sheng remained calm, nodded slightly, and said nothing more.

When the two scrolls containing the Yellow Rank High-Grade cultivation techniques fell into his hands, his innate talent was activated.

God rewards hard work!

effort!

Keep trying!

He comprehended several high-grade Yellow Rank cultivation techniques almost instantly, directly entering the first rank.

Two high-grade Yellow Rank cultivation techniques were simultaneously circulating within his body, with two completely different cultivation paths flowing concurrently, constantly cleansing and transforming the meridians throughout his body.

The originally narrow veins were widened and expanded by the Yuan energy, becoming broader and more resilient.

The Yuan energy stored within his body surged wildly like a rising tide, its powerful force slowly accumulating within the boy's body.