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

After the vacuum rift dissipated, the imprint of laws on the archway suddenly shone brightly.

The wind-elemental ancient god's law imprints on the facade began to operate.

It emitted a sound like gears meshing, ancient and powerful.

The door hinges creaked as they turned, and the bluish-white light seeping from the cracks grew brighter and brighter.

A curtain of light forms across the center of the archway, like a thin layer of water rippling gently.

Xu Yuan stood there looking at Chen Xing, remaining silent for a long time.

Those dark pupils revealed no emotion, but the vacuum core within his body seemed to be rotating a little slower.

Then he spoke:

"You win. According to the rules, you are entitled to priority entry."

But he didn't leave, nor did he look away.

"This star field contains more than just the laws of wind and vacuum."

Behind this door lies a third thing—a 'passage' left behind by the ancient gods.

That passage leads to another star system beyond the Wanxu Star System.

You need it more than I do.

He paused.

"But when you go in, you need to think carefully:"

The person who opens that door must bear the price of opening it.

Every path has a price; your path won't be any easier than ours.

Chen Xing looked into Xu Yuan's dark, abyss-like eyes and asked, "Why are you telling me all this?"

"Because I am also a gatekeeper."

For the first time, Xu Yuan's voice showed a hint of warmth.

Like a thin crack opening on the surface of a glacier,

Before the ancient god fell, he entrusted the gate to two people: one to guard the city, and the other to guard the void.

The winds fell, guarding the city; I guarded the gate.

We're all waiting for someone who can pass both tests at the same time.

He turned, his figure gradually disappearing into the shadows, like a drop of ink merging into the night.

"You've passed. Now, the door is yours."

His figure vanished into the shadows along with the five other figures, as if they had never existed.

Only the lingering echoes of the vacuum law remain, gradually dissipating.

The light curtain on the archway became even brighter after the five figures disappeared, as if welcoming its new owner.

Chen Xing stood before the archway, his Heavenly Eye piercing through the light barrier.

I saw the view behind the door—the end of the passage.

It was a sky he had never seen before, composed entirely of stars.

It is completely different from the Wanxu Starfield.

The starlight there is brighter, and the laws are more concentrated.

Like a new world waiting to be explored.

His voice echoed across the empty palace as he spoke: "A new map."

……

The moment Chen Xing stepped into the archway of light,

The scene before us was as if a curtain had been gently lifted by an unseen hand.

Behind the light curtain was a grand hall made of bluish-white law crystals, its dome soaring into the clouds.

Each crystal embodies a perfect cycle of the wind element's laws, from the dome to the ground.

From the walls to the pillars, the entire hall is like a work of art that has been meticulously sculpted over thousands of years.

A ball of intensely concentrated bluish-white light floated in the center of the hall—

That was the core essence left behind by the ancient god of wind, like a star frozen in time.

It rotated slowly, exuding an ancient and gentle aura.

It felt like a long-awaited dream was finally coming to an end.

A voice emanated from the light, aged yet gentle.

Like the wind that retains its original temperature after passing through a canyon that has lasted for thousands of years:

"You've finally arrived. I've been waiting for you for so long."

Longer than the wind's fall, longer than the abyss—longer than you can imagine.

Chen Xing stood in the center of the hall, looking up at the ball of light: "Were you waiting for me?"

The voice of the ancient god rang out once more, each word carrying a weight retrieved from ancient memories:

"I'm waiting for someone who can control both wind and vacuum."

These two principles, though seemingly contradictory, actually share the same origin.

Wind is a flowing vacuum; a vacuum is still wind.

They are two sides of the same coin, but people have regarded them as adversaries.

You already possess the perfect imprint of the Wind Law and the perception of the Vacuum Law within your body.

Over the millennia, you are not the only one who has reached this point.

However, most of them were devoured by their own power before they could merge.

He paused, "Now all you need to do is combine them—"

Then you will see what this star field truly looks like.

Chen Xing closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in the center of the main hall.

The Wind Token floated in his sea of ​​consciousness, its silvery-white surface swirling with intricate patterns of wind-elemental laws.

Like a lake surface being gently rippled by a breeze.

The complete cycle of the wind elemental laws flows ceaselessly at the edge of the astral plane.

Like a circular river, it goes on and on.

The perception of the law of vacuum was like countless fine threads converging towards him from the void.

It is silent, yet possesses an irresistible sense of continuity.

The voice of the ancient god echoed in my sea of ​​consciousness, like a distant reverberation:

"The integration process will not be easy."

Wind is life, vacuum is dissolution—you must find a balance between the two.

Do not let one side devour the other, nor let them exclude each other.

What you need to do is make them realize that they are one with each other.

Chen Xing did not answer. He had already begun to activate the laws.

The wind element laws flowed into his meridians like a gentle, warm river.

The law of vacuum then followed, like a cold, undercurrent.

The two forces converged in the meridians, the initial collision like a blade slicing through flesh—

He groaned, and fine cracks appeared in his meridians, which were instantly repaired by the power of the laws.

The wind and the vacuum clashed countless times within his body.

Each time, it leaves a subtle trace in his meridians, only to be filled by new power.

He gritted his teeth, and fine beads of sweat trickled down his face.

The dome of the main hall suddenly cracked open, and a storm that covered the entire hall poured down—

Each wind blade contained the power of laws sufficient to tear apart space.

They were densely packed together, like an impenetrable wall.

Chen Xing opened his eyes, and his true form, the Law of Heaven and Earth, rose from the ground amidst the storm.

A golden giant, tens of thousands of feet tall, stood upright, its golden divine light shining as brightly as day in the storm.

He stood in the eye of the storm, like a mountain that remained unmoved by the raging winds.

The golden cudgel swept across his hand, and with a single move of the Qitian Staff Technique, it cleaved the storm in two.

The golden staff-like shadow was like a ray of light piercing through the heavens and earth.

The wind blades shattered like paper before the golden cudgel, turning into pieces of dissipating light.