Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor

Jingwu Hua’s flame burned the opponent, making them scream in agony. Finally, one of them was smart enough to run away, and she did chase after him. Instead, she took a moment to search the soul of a few of her attackers and learned about the situation.

After knowing someone was plotting against this year’s Heaven Will Battle, Jingwu Hua could not find it in herself to care. Ever since she woke up from her seal in this generation, her mind has been preoccupied with worry.

‘Father, where are you? Did something happen to you?’ thought Jingwu Hua, and these thoughts have not stopped for the past thousand years. After waking up in this generation, she discovered her father left detailed instructions for her to start recultivating to strengthen her foundation.

Her father also told her she left a present to ensure her success in this generation. And after the Deception Trial, she finally used the thing he left: a piece of his bone. Her father left her a perfectly preserved Emperor Bone to absorb.

And after she succeeded, her foundation, fleshly body, bloodline, soul, and even Law Comprehension drastically increased. Nevertheless, despite the sudden increase in strength, Jingwu Hua was unhappy.

And that’s because her father did not appear to see her. Jingwu Hua is not unreasonable and knows Great Emperor cannot easily interact with the lower dimension after ascending. However, she knows her father should have left some means to contact her.

Of course, this was not the main reason for her worry. The leading cause is she could not sense their bloodline connection. At first, she thought it was because of how weak she was, but after absorbing the bone, their bloodline connection should have deepened. But even then, she could not sense her father’s existence. As such, she did not know whether he was dead or purposely hiding.

During the Deception Trial, she learned of the terrible situation of the upper dimension. Jingwu Hua knew her father was the kind of person who would not bow to anyone–including the seven moons and two suns.

So, she’s worried he’s gotten into major trouble.

‘Calm down,’ thought Jingwu Hua. ‘What I need to do is finish absorbing the Emperor Bone and increase my strength. Then, find an opportunity to prove the Dao before ascending to search for him.’ She disappeared from her location, hiding in some unknown place.

For the next week or so, Wang Wei secretly saved many people who reached the standard of Heavenly Dao, forming numerous karma debts. And this time around, these people cannot easily remove the karma threads he placed on them since he saved their lives.

Simultaneously, many of these geniuses also die. Of course, the geniuses from other world communities also suffered heavy casualties.

On top of a mountain, Wang Wei opened his eyes and exhaled.

“Too soon,” he muttered. Based on his retreat, he knew it was too soon to reach the Heavenly Dao Control Level; he would need to prove the Dao before he had a chance to create the stage of that technique. Nevertheless, by spying on that level in advance, he set up the foundation to succeed in the future.

“And I did benefit plenty,” he commented. Through the aura from the destroyed Heavenly Dao, he comprehended more about Disord-Order Dao, which in turn elevated his Fate Dao.

He waved his hand to take out a booklet titled Health Preserving Art. During the final part of Gu Xuan’s trial, he created the first part of a supplementary technique designed to increase the life span of Quasi-Emperors; he wanted to develop a method that improved the foundation of his sect.

During his subsequent retreat after the trial, he finished the Essence and Spirit Refining Part of this technique. However, Wang Wei was disappointed because the technique did not reach his requirement–it did not allow people to live to the mortal limit of 1.269 trillion years old. According to his calculation, the longest a person could live with this technique was 750 million years.

After this short retreat, he was inspired and believed he could push its boundaries in the billion years old aspect.

“I should be more ambitions,” he commented. “Instead of living to the limit of mortals, why not live as long as Heaven and Earth?” How long can a world live? Wang Wei did not know exactly, but he knew no world was immortal and technically had a finite lifespan. The only exception to this rule is Heaven Will Worlds, and that’s because of the blessing of Great Emperors; their preaching and actions can extend the life of a world.

So, when it comes to a world like the Nine Devil God World, its lifespan will run out after a certain period with no blessing from a Great Emperor. Regardless of the current state of the Nine Devil God World, it can survive for hundreds of Yuan Epochs.

‘So, if someone could live so long, they would be considered Pseudo Immortal,’ thought Wang Wei. ‘There is no way Heavenly Dao would allow such a technique to exist. Not to mention the obvious flaw.’

Great Emperors are sublimated once they prove the Dao, including their minds. It is one of the reasons time will have little effect on them. However, even they will suffer mental problems after leaving for too long. So, if a Quasi-Emperor could live for such a long time, their mind won’t be able to bear the ravage of time.

“These people would become crazy and do atrocious things or even end their miserable life,” muttered Wang Wei, calculating the ramification of his technique if he succeeded. “Nevertheless, it would be interesting to try.”

He wanted to test the boundary and limit of Heavenly Dao and what’s allowed in the game. Previously, he believed Heavenly Dao would severely restrict his Eight Extremity Foundation, but nothing has occurred as more people cultivated it. Wang Wei estimated the restriction would increase in difficulty when cultivating the technique.

After writing down his ideas for this technique, he put them away before waving his hand to remove something from the formation. A purple orb floated in front of him, and he used his Divine Sense to look inside. A skinny giant with red skin and a third eye was inside.

“It seems the little girl Wrath kept her promise,” he smiled before bending the void and sending his part of the bargain to her. A screen manifested before him, and he looked intently at it.

Wang Wei watched all the people he saved and owed him karmic debts, along with the ones who did not need his help. The formation was not only here to save people but also a way to gather information.

He squinted his eyes, obviously planning something malicious. He focused on Jingwu Hua, his mind flashing with ideas. ‘She might be useful. Let’s keep her alive if possible.’ 

The final battle was full of possibilities, so he would not actively restrain himself against his enemy. But if there were room for maneuvering, she would keep some people alive as long as they accepted defeat and left the battle space.

  A third ability of the formation was to gather soul imprints so he could access the World Community of these foreign geniuses.

Wang Wei closed his eyes and accessed the world communities of these people. And as usual, he selected some people to join his Chat Group and tasked them to create branches of his Fate Shadow Guard while also secretly spreading Buddhism.

“Buddhism is a bigger piece of fat than I expected,” he commented as he sensed the vast luck slowly gathering. Once Feng Heng breaks the Absolute Beginning Magic, he will have access to all this luck to bless his comprehension, making it easier for him to become an Empyrean.

While dealing with these things, Wang Wei suddenly felt something and looked at his Fate Line.

“Sign of death? What’s going on?” he quickly checked, and his fate had a faint indication of his death. Although it was small, it was still there. The power of time and fate flashed in his eyes as he perused the infinite future possibilities.

“That’s how it is,” he muttered. “I can’t believe these people are willing to go this far.” He frowned as he pondered his next step.

‘Should I run away?’ he pondered before shaking his head. ‘This is the perfect opportunity to temper myself through battle.’ Recently, he only fought people who were either too powerful or weak. Although he could find a worthy opponent back in the sect of the Battle Pagoda, these fights were not life and death.

“Plus, I can take this chance to test something.” Wang Wei squinted his eyes before returning to a retreat state; he wanted to be in the best shape for the fight.

Three days later, the sky broke apart for the second time, and five people floated above, releasing the coercion of Dao Ancestor. Wang Wei acted swiftly and sent all the people in the continent out of this place–including the foreign intruders.

Of course, he did not do it out of the kindness of his heart. He wanted these geniuses to return home and complain to their factions. He hoped these people would search for the mastermind behind this incident and put some pressure on them.

Then, he flew to these five people.