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Bang!

Mi Luo, suspended in the sky, was struck down into the ground, creating a deep pit of a hundred miles.

Jian Wushuang and Hu Qing showed no mercy, descending directly into the crater caused by Mi Luo.

The already healed wounds were once again torn open by the illusory phantom sword, relentlessly stabbing into Mi Luo’s origin source. As long as there was a gap, the nine phantom swords would greedily devour Mi Luo’s origin source power.

A plain and ordinary second-grade Great Dao, not yet the Dao after the fusion, couldn’t withstand Jian Wushuang’s devouring. He could devour even Emperor-level Daos, let alone Mi Luo’s minor Dao.

“I’ll fight you to the end!” Mi Luo struggled to stand up, his body slightly hunched. He raised his head, which was now somewhat lowered.

Now, he was even more desperate than MO Long. Ever since his origin source was damaged and devoured, his combat power had continuously declined. Not to mention Jian Wushuang, even the current Hu Qing could easily slaughter him.

As a powerful being and the Chief Prince of a high-grade world, he, Mi Luo, would never kneel and die!

Although he had no fondness for the other Princes, and even engaged in secret struggles with them, he still tilted his head, glanced at them, and uttered two words, “Leave quickly!”

Then his entire body transformed into a dazzling light!

Hu Qing quickly retreated, while Jian Wushuang desperately charged forward, shouting, “No!”

Oh, the exquisite origin source!

It shouldn’t self-destruct.

Jian Wushuang was like a young girl who had seen a withering flower, feeling deeply despondent.

Such a delicious feast, destroyed just like that.

The fall of the Grand Yan Immortal was vastly different from that of the Emperor. It couldn’t form an Emperor’s Fall at all, merely dispensing a considerable amount of origin source power in the air.

Looking at the pervasive aura of the origin source in the air, Jian Wushuang didn’t let it go to waste. He controlled his hands and began to devour it.

This origin source power was only one-tenth of Mi Luo’s, which was too little. If Mi Luo hadn’t self-destructed his origin source, he could have devoured much more. The more he devoured, the stronger he would become.

Jian Wushuang could now sense that even without using the One Thought Universe, he possessed power equal to top-tier Nine Revolutions. Once he unleashed the One Thought Universe, he would have genuine peak-level combat strength and could cross levels with his illusory sword, challenging the utmost limits.

Jian Wushuang, enjoying the power of the origin source, could never have imagined that his actions would catch the attention of the highest authority in the Qishen Temple, the ‘true spirit’.

In the heart of the Qishen origin source.

The true spirit roamed the sea of origin source. This was a cosmic-level origin source, no longer a grand pillar but more like an endless expanse of water.

Even during the initial stages of the highest trials, the true spirit couldn’t be bothered to intervene. Even trials at the level of Emperors didn’t capture its interest.

A canopy that could rival an advanced world, when viewed within the sea of origin source, seemed insignificant. From top to bottom, it split into blocks the size of human figures. Through countless canopies, the true spirit could observe anyone in the three major trial grounds.

“Eh! What’s this?” The true spirit’s eyes narrowed. That scene just now pulled it back to ancient times.

He? Or perhaps, it?

The current true spirit was neither human nor ghost. However, when it was first born and met its master for the first time, it was just a spirit of a treasure. But because of its master, it transformed from an it to a ‘he’, possessing all the qualities of a cultivator. It changed from a spirit to a living being.

It couldn’t forget its old master’s instructions, never dared to forget. Even though it had the power equivalent to the Universe Masters of and controlled the entire Qishen Temple, it never dared to forget.

“Stop him!”

The Great Devouring Dao was the Qishen’s main cultivation Dao, a Dao that had reached the pinnacle of levels in ancient times.

After numerous calculations and explorations, he realized that this path was utterly impassable. Even at the ultimate level, within the River of Time and Space, he was but a drop in the ocean.

“This child, the path has been severed,” murmured the true spirit.

Not to mention reaching the level of Oishen, even becoming an Emperor was a formidable challenge! Qishen was a unique being from birth, naturally attuned to the Ultimate Dao. He had become the most dazzling existence within the River of Time and Space.

The path he couldn’t traverse, let alone Jian Wushuang, a mere Six Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal.

Not only was it impassable, but this Dao could also be treacherous.

Qishen’s fall was closely related to the Great Devouring Dao.

Ultimate Dao practitioners were incredibly rare in the Original Universe. Although he had commanded the spirit slaves to plunder other universes for these Ultimate Grand Yan Immortals, successfully merging the Ultimate Dao was exceptionally challenging.

The Original Universe had been fortunate enough to produce an Ultimate

Emperor, but unfortunately, that Emperor had followed the Dao of Destruction, conflicting with the ancestral ways of the Qishen Temple. At most, one could inherit the position of ‘divine master’.

The mantle of Qishen still needed to be chosen from among the Yan Immortals and Grand Yan Immortals. The Ultimate Dao was the best, but if that was impossible, it could be a special secondary-grade Great Dao or someone who pursued the Unity of Myriad Daos.

Even after this selection, there were at least tens of thousands of candidates. Moreover, many individuals would continue to break through during trials, possibly mastering the Ultimate Dao.

While those Emperors might have considered themselves the main force, they were unaware that the true spirit was uninterested in them.

“Intriguing indeed. This little one’s potential can be ranked in the top tier, a raw gem and the ultimate existence born of Zen insight. The old master would probably be very fond of him, ” the true spirit stroked his beard, growing fonder of Hu Qing, the little bald donkey, the more he looked at him.

However, when he saw Jian Wushuang, a sense of regret and a trace of disgust crossed his face.

This trace of disgust came from Qishen’s distaste for his own Great Devouring Dao, so when the true spirit saw someone touching the Great Devouring Dao, he was displeased with Jian Wushuang.

The true spirit, however, was unaware that Jian Wushuang’s devouring was related to the Extreme Dao, not the path Qishen had taken.

“Thirteen!” the true spirit called out, and a stooped old man appeared, holding a dark lamp, within the sea of origin source.

“Have the people from the Fourth Hall retrieve some debris from the ancient ruins and throw it onto the original planet, adding some difficulty for these youngsters,” the true spirit folded his hands behind his back, his gaze leaving that patch of firmament and moving to other patches.

“Also, give these Emperors a little incentive. I feel like they’re slacking off!”

“Yes!” Thirteen’s voice was hoarse. As soon as he spoke, he disappeared above the sea of origin.

A true spirit strolling in the sea of origin source suddenly felt a consciousness piercing through the layers of protection around the Qishen Temple, directly invading the sea of origin source.

“How dare you!” The true spirit erupted instantly..