Chapter 589 The Dao Scatters Across All Heavens, Mountain and Sea Finally Collapses

With this in mind.

Wu Dao communicated with all his incarnations scattered throughout the Nine Celestial Passes, using the authority of the Primordial Magnetism Path to upgrade them from afar.

At the same time.

He was also continuously mass-producing Primordial Emperor Weapons. Along with them, he sent more incarnations into each Celestial Gate, directing them toward the core nodes of the Magnetic Fields in the various regions of Shanhai Pass.

After doing all this.

Wu Dao didn’t immediately begin his Cultivation.

Instead, he piloted the Burning Chaos Furnace.

Silently traversing the shadowy depths of the Buzhou Great Abyss, he hurried toward the area where the main body of the Dao Celestial Stele was located.

The foundation for activating the Burning Chaos Furnace was Primordial Chaos.

After finding the core of the Burning Chaos Furnace and ascending to Mixed Element Battle Power, he could now use this Dao Artifact to realize all of his previous plans.

They were incredibly bold plans, but the benefits would be endless if he succeeded!

While Wu Dao was in the midst of his intense preparations,

in an unknown darkness,

someone else was also brewing a world-shaking storm, and they had already reached the final, critical moment!

In the core of a certain Celestial Domain in Hongyuan.

Someone reversed the celestial veins to communicate with the Mountain and Sea Realm!

"Phew... The impact isn’t too great. Fortunately, all the previous steps were nearly complete."

"When do we make our move?"

"The two Desolate Ancestors’ intention is to wait for the Martial Ancestor to fall. That’s when the Hongyuan resistance will focus most of its attention on Shanhai Pass."

"Hehe, when that time comes, we’ll attack from both inside and out. The Hongyuan Alliance will surely be overwhelmed. Taking down this Celestial Domain will be a piece of cake!"

Amidst a phantasmagoria of light,

several dark figures spoke astonishing words.

Conquering a Celestial Domain!

That’s right!

Not a World, nor a universe.

They looked down on even collections of infinite universes. Their ambition was to directly tear off one of the nine great territories of Hongyuan!

If they were to succeed,

the consequences would be simply unimaginable.

But the tragedy was,

to this day, no one had discovered their conspiracy. Or perhaps, a certain existence had discovered it but chose to ignore it and let it be.

Amidst the surging dark tide,

the sorrow pervading All Heavens grew more and more intense.

Until this day...

BOOM—!!

An unspeakable, ultimate sorrow, carrying the sound of the Heaven Pillar Divine Mountain’s collapse, resounded in the consciousness of every sentient being across the All Heavens and Myriad Realms. A rain of blood fell within the Great Dao, accompanied by endless wails.

At this moment.

It wasn’t just the fortune of the Martial Dao that plummeted to its lowest point, as if its very source had run dry; all things and all Daos were in deep mourning!

RUMBLE—

And at that very same moment,

the boundless, vast Sea of Chaos began to churn.

Within All Heavens,

all of the Martial Ancestor’s remaining Dao Essence converged at the Ten Celestial Passes. There, it wove together to form a towering, indistinct figure. He stood in the Sea of Chaos, his spine holding up heaven and earth, clad in the Beast Robes of the ancient peoples.

Even though the figure was indistinct,

all living beings

could still feel the warm radiance emanating from the original Path Opener, the very source of their civilization.

"Grandmaster!!"

Within the Seven Days Pass,

the Little Martial Ancestor cried out to that great silhouette standing tall in the Chaos, so overcome with grief and indignation that he wept like a helpless child.

""We, the children of Wu, respectfully send off the Martial Ancestor!!""

Shanhai Pass.

The Martial Arts Buzhou Heaven.

The Hongyuan All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds.

All the Martial Cultivators, and even most Cultivators of the other paths, had their eyes turn red. Trembling, they suddenly dropped to their knees, kowtowing and shouting themselves hoarse as they sent off the Martial Ancestor’s illusory silhouette.

During the dark era of the Second Tribulation,

the Martial Ancestor ascended Buzhou Mountain to seek the Dao.

He scattered the seeds of civilization and the Extraordinary among the Ten Thousand Races. With such a selfless and great achievement, how could he be just the progenitor of the Martial Dao?

The First Dao Ancestor!

To this day, no one dares to deny or profane this title!

Without the Martial Ancestor, there would be no Dao!

Every Cultivator of the Ten Thousand Races in later generations

was grateful for his grace.

They revered him through generations of teachings and worship.

Now, this great being was passing away.

Never to return!

How could such immense sorrow not bring pain and grief!

"Big Brother, why did you have to? Why..."

In an unknown region of the Sea of Chaos,

a trace of complexity and sorrow appeared in the eternally calm eyes of the Heng Ancestor.

During the time of the Second Tribulation,

beneath Buzhou Mountain, there was once an inconspicuous, primitive tribe known as the Pan Race.

Within the Pan Race,

there was the wise and sagacious Clan Leader, Panwu.

And there was the valiant and battle-hardened strongest warrior, Pan Heng.

The two of them had a very good relationship.

They were not related by blood, but their bond was like that of a virtuous elder brother and a respectful younger one.

They also shared lofty ambitions and ideals that were uncommon among their clansmen.

"Heng, I’ve heard from the great clans of the outside world that Buzhou Mountain is the number one mountain between heaven and earth. They say it holds countless magical treasures, which might allow our people to escape enslavement by the Divine Spirits."

"Big Brother, how dare you blaspheme against the gods?!"

"Gods? Heng, you are mistaken. They are not truly omnipotent, just a more powerful race.

When you were a child, you were afraid of the great bears, thinking they were all-powerful. But now?"

"I can kill one with a single punch! My strength and body are greater than theirs. Big Brother, do you mean that if my body can become as strong as a Divine Spirit, I too will be a god?"

"Heng, your understanding is good. But the Divine Spirits only know how to oppress and plunder. When you become powerful in the future, you must not be like them."

"But... in the tribe, don’t the strong Pan dominate the weak Pan? If we don’t want the Divine Spirits to oppress the Pan Race, can’t the Pan Race just oppress them instead? Just like hunting."

"..."

And so,

Wu and Heng began to climb the mountain.

They supported and encouraged each other all the way.

From the foot of the mountain to its peak, they went through countless hardships and setbacks, gradually transforming step by step on their path and each coming to comprehend the existence of the ’Dao’.

In the end,

the two of them reached the summit.

The Great Dao manifested, and they achieved enlightenment on Buzhou.

The Great Dao has three thousand paths.

Though all roads lead to the same destination,

the path each person walks will ultimately have its differences. This led to a clash of ideals between the two, which intensified into an irreconcilable conflict.

And from then on,

Wu and Heng went their separate ways and never met again.

Later, Wu even obstructed Heng’s Dao.

From then on,

whenever he thought of his Big Brother again,

there was only cold indifference.

"Big Brother, just wait a little longer. When we meet outside the Dao, I will proudly tell you that my path was never wrong!"