Slaughter to Prove Your Dao: Unlock the Great Sage Equal to Heaven at the Start!

Chen Xing did not stop walking.

His third eye remained half-open after entering the city.

Golden divine light swept across every building like a searchlight.

He spoke, his voice low but with a certainty: "Not a thing. A person."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure slowly emerged from the shadows at the end of the street.

He was a man who looked to be about thirty years old, with a thin build.

Wearing a gray-white robe made of the same material as the ancient city of Fengyun,

The hem of the robe swayed gently in the wind, as if it had become one with the city.

His face was thin, and his pupils were a rare silver-gray.

Like metal imbued with a vacuum, his gaze held a calmness born of accustomed solitude.

Fine, subtle lines, resembling blood vessels, were faintly visible on his skin.

It shimmered with a faint silver-gray light.

His aura was at the peak of the eighteenth realm, but the composition of the laws surrounding his body was extremely unique—

It is based on the laws of wind, and incorporates variant branches of the laws of vacuum.

Wind and vacuum intertwined within his body, forming a complex law never seen before.

His gaze fell on Chen Xing, with a calm, scrutinizing expression.

It's like looking at a boundary marker that suddenly appears in your own territory:

"The Ancient City of Windfall hasn't seen any outsiders for 30,000 years. How did you manage to cross the Vacuum Rift?"

His voice was like the wind passing through the empty corridor.

It carries a sense of alienation, like someone who has lived in a secluded city for a long time.

Each word seemed to come out only after he had been talking to himself for a long time.

The five stopped. Chen Xing met the gaze of the greyish-white figure.

When he spoke, his voice was calm, and there was no need to hide anything.

"We passed through the vacuum rift via a fissure channel formed by the laws of wind."

Then, after passing through the Ancient Beast Corridor, they passed the Trial of the Heart.

When the man heard "Trial of the Heart",

A very faint ripple appeared in his silver-gray pupils—

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating a delicate ripple.

He remained silent for a moment, as if processing the news.

Then step aside to make way:

"Now that you have passed the Trial of the Heart, you are qualified to enter the Ancient City of Windfall."

My name is Fengyun—the last guardian of this city.

He paused, his gaze lingering on Chen Xing for a moment.

"You bear the aura of an ancient wind god. Have you seen him?"

Chen Xing met his gaze, his eyes meeting his without looking away.

"His remnant soul waited for me for a long time behind the bronze door."

He asked me a question, I answered it, and then he gave me a stroke of good fortune.

Feng Yun's gaze lingered on Chen Xing for a couple more moments, as if confirming something.

Then he nodded slightly, a gesture of relief.

It's like someone who has waited a long time finally hearing the answer they've been waiting for:

"Then come in. There are some things in the city that might be useful to you."

He turned and walked into the city, his pace neither fast nor slow, like a walking ancient clock.

Each step was steady and powerful, making a dull sound as it trod on the stone pavement.

The five followed behind Feng Yun, crossing the main street.

We arrived at a relatively well-preserved courtyard.

In the center of the courtyard is a well formed from the laws of wind.

A crystal core, shimmering with a silvery-gray light, floated above the wellhead.

The crystal core rotated slowly, emitting a soft, silvery-gray light that enveloped the entire courtyard in tranquility.

Feng Yun stood by the well.

His voice carried a calmness that came after 30,000 years of solitude, finally finding someone to talk to, as if he were telling a story he had told many times before:

"My ancestors were followers of the ancient wind gods."

After the fall of the ancient gods, our race voluntarily stayed behind in the Myriad Ruins Starfield to guard the entrance to the ancient gods' palace.

But 30,000 years ago, the laws of vacuum began to erode this area.

My clansmen left or perished one by one, until I was the only one left.

He looked at Chen Xing, his silver-gray pupils reflecting the light from the courtyard.

"The perfect aura of the wind elemental law on your body was planted by the ancient god himself."

This means he approves of you. In 30,000 years, you are the first person he has approved of.

He turned and pointed to a tightly closed stone door deep in the courtyard.

The doorway is engraved with intricate patterns of wind-elemental laws:

"Behind that door is the storage room left behind by the ancient wind god."

It contains the law cores he collected and his cultivation insights.

And a 'Wind Token' that can control the laws of wind.

With this, you can travel much further in the Myriad Ruins Starfield.

The moment Feng Yun finished speaking,

A pitch-black crack suddenly appeared in the void above the courtyard—

A figure formed from the pure laws of vacuum emerged silently from the crack.

Like a sharp claw reaching out from the darkness, it lunged straight at Chen Xing's back.

Its movements were so fast, they seemed to exist outside of reality.

His figure almost became a blurry afterimage in mid-air.

Only a faint fluctuation of the laws hinted at its existence.

Chen Xing's pupils contracted, and his body reacted instinctively—

But even faster than him was Fengyun.

He raised his hand, and a silver-gray wind wall rose up behind Chen Xing.

Like a shield appearing out of thin air, it forcefully blocked the vacuum-like figure.

The moment the wind wall collided with the vacuum figure, a silent shockwave exploded out.

A layer of stone skin was scraped off the courtyard ground, and gravel flew in all directions.

The wind's voice carried a chilling undertone, as if its territory had been violated.

A silver-gray law condensed around him, forming a complete barrier:

"Vacuum Hunters—you have crossed the line. The Ancient City of Windfall does not welcome you."

The figure in the vacuum stopped before the wind wall, its semi-transparent form solidifying in the void for a moment.

It was like a compressed void forming a human-shaped outline.

Then it emitted a whisper, like the void itself vibrating, a sound with an inhuman ethereal quality:

"Feng Yun, you have guarded this city for 30,000 years. It's time for a change of leadership."

"Step aside, we're only taking the one who carries the legacy of an ancient wind god."

Feng Yun did not move aside. He stood between Chen Xing and that figure in the void.

His figure was like an indestructible door, his voice not loud, yet carrying the weight of thirty thousand years:

"He is the chosen one of the ancient wind gods. No one in my city can touch him."

The figure in the vacuum remained silent for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons.

Then it slowly dissipated, as if it had never existed.

The cracks in the darkness slowly closed.

But before it vanished, it left behind a sentence, its voice fading in the wind:

"The vacuum laws of the Myriad Ruins Starfield are expanding."

You can't protect this city forever.

Then it disappeared completely, and the courtyard returned to silence.

Feng Yun retracted the silver-gray wind wall and turned to look at Chen Xing.

His voice returned to its previous calm and composed tone, but a hint of seriousness appeared in his eyes:

"The Vacuum Hunters are not the gatekeepers you encounter outside."

They are beings born from the very law of vacuum; they have no physical form, no emotions.

There is only one instinct—to devour anything that carries the aura of an ancient god.

The ancient god's legacy of wind within you is their top priority.

As long as you carry on this tradition, they will keep coming back.

Until you leave the Void Starfield or are devoured by them.

He looked towards the stone gate deep within the courtyard.

"You need to master that wind token faster. Otherwise, they'll catch up even more closely."