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

Lei Qingyue's voice was icy, and six-colored arcs of electricity danced at her fingertips:

"You have retained your memories, but you have lost your warmth."

What's the difference between a world with only laws and no emotions and a wasteland?

"You can't even speak a single honest word, so what kind of evolution are you talking about?"

Xu Yuan's gaze lingered on Lei Qingyue for a moment, then he spoke.

The voice remained calm, yet carried a deep weariness:

You're right. We have indeed lost a lot.

We've lost warmth, emotions, and all those soft, fragile things.

But do you think we haven't tried other paths?

His voice echoed before the empty palace, like a sound rising from deep water.

"When the ancient god of wind fell, we tried to defend him to the death."

But we couldn't hold on.

When the vacuum arrives, it won't spare you just because you're kind.

We choose to embrace the vacuum because it is the only way to survive.

Do you have a better option?

His voice echoed before the empty palace, like ripples stirred up after sinking into deep water.

It spreads outwards in concentric circles.

Su Tao did not answer, and Lei Qingyue remained silent.

Even the green buds fell silent for a moment, and the silvery-white sand flowed silently at Feng Nian's feet.

Chen Xing stood at the very front, looking into Xu Yuan's dark pupils.

When he spoke, his voice was not loud, but it silenced the entire open space:

"The path you have chosen is the path to survival."

The path I've chosen is one that allows more people to live without having to follow your path.

You want the legacy of the ancient wind god to accelerate the vacuum diffusion.

"To make more people become like you—but I want it so that more people don't have to become like you."

He paused, then continued, "Both think they're right. But in the end, only one can get it."

Xu Yuan remained silent for a long time, his dark pupils seemingly deep in thought.

Then he spoke:

"Then let's decide by the rules."

The laws of vacuum and wind have existed in this star field for a long time.

Whoever's rules can stand before this door the longest will be qualified to enter.

He raised his hand and pointed to the archway.

"This door will open in an hour."

Before that, whoever can use their own laws to withstand the impact of the vacuum rift at the door will enter first.

If you fail, step back.

His voice echoed in the void, carrying a solemnity of ancient rules.

"This is a rule set by the ancient gods."

It was used ten thousand years ago to determine who was qualified to enter the palace, and it remains valid ten thousand years later.

Xu Yuan was the first to walk towards the open space in front of the archway.

He raised his hand, and a silver-black barrier of vacuum laws condensed in front of him.

The barrier slowly expanded in the void, like an ever-growing shield.

Push away all the surrounding fragments of laws.

Almost simultaneously, a silver-gray vacuum rift descended from above the archway.

Like a blade falling from the sky, it slashed towards his barrier with a silent whistling sound—

That's the archway testing the intruder's qualifications.

The barrier trembled violently under the impact of the crack, and the patterns on its surface flickered, but it did not shatter.

The fissure disintegrated into fragments upon impact and dissipated into the air.

Xu Yuan's figure remained as steady as a rock despite the impact. He spoke.

The voice came from behind the barrier, carrying a calm certainty:

"A vacuum does not repel another vacuum."

I have a natural advantage in this situation.

The five figures behind him simultaneously responded in low voices.

It resonated in the void like a symphony, causing the sand on the ground to tremble gently.

Chen Xing did not hesitate.

He stepped forward and walked to the other side of the archway—

The wind elemental law condensed into a bluish-white halo around him, which slowly rotated in the void.

Like a quiet eye of the storm.

After sensing the aura of the wind elemental law, the vacuum rift in the void...

Like an enraged beast, it suddenly turned and rammed into Chen Xing's azure halo.

The halo vibrated violently under the impact, and fine cracks appeared on its surface.

However, the crack was repaired by the wind elemental law the moment it appeared.

Like a wound that keeps tearing and healing.

Chen Xing stood still, without taking a single step back.

When he spoke, his voice was still clearly audible amidst the howling of the crack:

"You've been standing in a vacuum for too long, and you've forgotten what the wind feels like."

He raised his hand, and a silver-white wind token appeared in his palm.

The law patterns on the token lit up, as if responding to its owner's call—

The fragments of laws surrounding the entire open space began to tremble simultaneously, as if stirred by an invisible hand.

A torrent of bluish-white wind-elemental laws surged from the token.

Like a colossal beast awakening from its slumber, it crashed into the vacuum rift with a deep roar.

The two forces collided above the archway.

A circular shockwave blasted out, covering the entire open area.

The fragments of laws on the ground were shattered and scattered in concentric circles.

Xu Yuan's expression changed for the first time—he took a half step back.

That vacuum rift that he regarded as an "innate advantage"

Cracks began to appear under the impact of the torrent of wind-based laws.

The silver-gray edges of the crack peeled away inch by inch like a shattered mirror, dissipating into fragments in the void.

His voice trembled slightly, and for the first time, uncertainty appeared:

"You have activated the Wind Token... You have fully mastered the legacy of the ancient wind god."

But are you sure you want to use it to combat a vacuum?

Even the ancient god of wind was defeated by the laws of vacuum; yet you obtained his legacy.

It's not certain that we can forge a different path.

Chen Xing stood in the center of the wind-element torrent, the silver-white token shimmering in his palm.

When he spoke, his voice was soft, yet it silenced the wind in the entire open space:

"The Ancient Gods were defeated, but I am not an Ancient God."

He took a step forward, and the torrent of wind became even more powerful in that instant.

A bluish-white light illuminated the entire open space—

The vacuum rift was compressed, narrowed, and then disintegrated in the face of his wind-based laws.

It turned into countless silver-gray fragments and dissipated into the void.

As the fragments drifted down, Feng Nian looked up at them.

A faint light shone through his silvery-white pupils.

The shapes of those fragments resembled ashes scattered by the wind, or snow that had finally fallen to the ground.

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P.S.: Wishing everyone happiness every day!