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

Emperor Sheng remained silent for a moment.

His clone technique showed fine ripples under the pressure above the Qitian Palace.

Like a surface of water ruffled by the wind, the dark golden light flickered uncertainly.

Then he spoke, his voice carrying a cautious tone that had been reassessed:

"Your growth rate has indeed exceeded expectations. But it will still be some time before my main body breaks through."

When that day comes—I hope you'll still be standing here.

His figure began to fade, as if merging into a dark golden vortex. "We'll meet again then."

The dark golden vortex slowly dissipated after he finished speaking.

As if it had never existed.

Only a faint wisp of dark golden law remnant remained, gradually dissipating in the void.

Minggu stood still, his dark green robe fluttering slightly in the void.

He didn't leave immediately, but looked at Chen Xing.

Those dark golden eyes held a calmness akin to a hunter assessing the value of its prey:

"Your God-Slaying Spear is indeed worth the trip I make myself."

But today isn't the right day. I'm not leaving because I'm afraid of you—

"It's because your gun hasn't reached its sharpest point yet."

His figure began to fade, and the dark green cracks behind him slowly closed.

Like a healed wound, "By then, I hope you will be ready."

After the dark green crack completely closed, the sky returned to its normal starlight.

Like the calm sea surface that emerges again after a storm.

The defensive array of the Qitian Palace slowly dimmed, and the disciples resumed their work.

But everyone's steps were more steady than before.

It was as if we had just undergone a silent baptism.

Po Tian walked up behind Chen Xing, slung his dragon-patterned staff over his shoulder, and asked, "Brother Xing, those two guys just left like that?"

Chen Xing did not turn around; his gaze remained fixed on the sky.

"They didn't leave. They changed their strategy."

"From today onwards, the defense level of Qitian Palace will be raised to the highest level."

Notify the Star River Formation to connect the laws of the Myriad Ruins Starfield to the defensive array—

"The next time Emperor Sheng and Ming Gu come, they won't just have clones."

As he entered the palace, a voice came from inside:

"But when they come again, the foundation of the Qitian Palace will be more solid than it is today."

At that time—it wouldn't be them who left.

Chen Xing's figure disappeared into the depths of the main hall.

In the square, everyone dispersed.

But everyone's movements were a fraction faster than before.

Because everyone knows that the next one won't be a clone.

And the Qitian Palace will no longer be just the Qitian Palace it is now.

……

On the seventh day after the reorganization of the Wanxu Starfield

The territory of the Qitian Palace has expanded to an unprecedented area outside the Upper Realm battlefield.

The Star River Formation completed the connection between the laws of the Myriad Ruins Starfield and the defensive array of the Qitian Palace.

The entire Myriad Ruins Starfield is like a giant net, with the Qitian Palace as its hub.

The twelve resource stars and three ancient god ruins

And an unnamed star field connected to form a whole.

The light of the defensive array flowed endlessly across the star map.

Like a giant, breathing net, it envelops the entire star field.

Chen Xing stood before the star map on the top floor of the Qitian Palace.

Xiao Xiao's projection marked the last coordinate point on the star map:

"Brother Xing, a new space passage has been detected at the edge of the Wanxu Starfield."

The laws governing channels are very stable; they are not naturally formed.

It's as if it's been carved out by some force, leading to a star field that has never been recorded before.

Her voice paused, tinged with curiosity.

"The law patterns on the edge of the passage are very ancient, even older than the laws of the Myriad Ruins Starfield itself."

It's as if someone paved this road a long time ago, just waiting for someone to discover it.

Chen Xing looked at the passage marked "Unexplored" on the edge of the star map, and his Heavenly Eye lit up slightly.

The patterns along the edges of the passage are extremely ancient.

It bears traces of something even older than the Myriad Ruins Starfield.

Like an old road buried by time, it has finally welcomed new pedestrians.

When he spoke, his voice was calm yet resolute: "I'll take some people to take a look tomorrow."

Su Tao's voice came from behind: "I'll go with you."

Lei Qingyue walked over from the other side, six-colored arcs of electricity dancing at her fingertips:

"The laws and fluctuations on the other side of the passage are unfamiliar; your lightning magic might be limited there—I'll follow."

Qingya jumped down from the palace beam and landed on Chen Xing's back.

A little head peeked out from his shoulder: "I want to go too!"

Xuefeng stood at the window, her sapphire eyes gazing into the distance.

Ice Wings unfurled slightly for a moment: "The flow of cold air in that area seems off. I'll go with you."

Chen Xing turned to look at the four figures, and after a moment of silence, said, "Then let's go together."

The following day, the Liming, carrying five people, headed toward the unexplored passage.

The entrance to the passage was like a crack embedded in the void.

The edges shimmered with silvery-gray light, like a still river stretching across the starry sky.

As the Liming passed through the passage, the ship trembled slightly.

The concentration of laws inside the passage was extremely high, as if one were walking through a solidified spiritual liquid.

Even the ship's defensive array automatically lit up with a layer of light to counteract the pressure.

After passing through the passage, the view ahead suddenly opened up—

A star field unlike any I've ever seen before spread out before my eyes.

The stars here are arranged in a peculiar pattern.

It's like a giant star map written on the sky.

Each star seems to have been carefully placed in a designated position, carrying an almost deliberate sense of order.

In the distance, a ferry crossing formed from the condensation of laws can be seen floating in the void.

The architectural style of the ferry crossing is completely different from that of the battlefield in the upper realm.

It carries an ancient and serene aura, like a post station that has witnessed countless years.

Several figures stood on the ferry crossing—

Clad in different attire, from different races, there were inspectors from the Alliance of All Races.

There were independent cultivators from their own star fields, as well as several cultivators wearing uniform battle armor.

His aura was calm and composed, like a deep abyss.

Their gazes fell upon the Liming as it appeared, filled with scrutiny and curiosity.

One of the figures' gazes narrowed slightly when he saw the Li Ming.

He recognized the emblem of the Qitian Palace on the ship's hull.

He was a burly, middle-aged man with a rugged face.

His aura was at the middle level of the eighteenth realm, and a heavy earth-elemental law flowed around his body.

When he spoke, his voice was like stones colliding:

"The warships of the Qitian Palace? What are you doing here?"

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