Chapter 1906 - 523: Rushing Toward Death, Achieving Dao Through Death (End) (2)

Silent, desolate, without hope, without color.

The domain continuously expanded, and the laughter of the Yang-destroying Devil echoed joyously.

"I felt it, I touched it, I found it, I finally found the path, saw that speck of light...

Ha...hahaha...

Thank you."

Yu Ziqing flew farther and farther, the voice of the Yang-destroying Devil became faint.

He kept retreating, as the Death Domain kept expanding, growing larger and larger.

Gradually encompassing the entire Undying Mandala.

He seemed to hear the most magnificent symphony played out mysteriously, felt that even the Undying Mandala began to feel joy.

Apart from this feeling, he could only sense the Death Domain.

He merely pried open a sliver of possibility, which the Yang-destroying Devil keenly grasped, whether it was possible or, perhaps not, transformed it into the starting point of the path.

This guy was truly suited for this path, and also, of all the people Yu Ziqing had seen, he was the most focused and steadfast in his own path.

Yu Ziqing was expelled, he made a distant salute towards the Death Domain, offering his most sincere blessing.

"Safe travels."

He saw that as the Death Domain expanded so much that even the Undying Mandala disappeared within, he realized the Yang-destroying Devil had attained the Tao.

Gradually, the ever-expanding Death Domain began to shrink.

Until finally, it shrank to the size of a needlepoint and completely vanished.

The Yang-destroying Devil was gone, and the Undying Mandala was gone too.

Where they went, Yu Ziqing did not know, nor did he understand how they rushed towards death.

This path was completed, the moment it appeared was the moment it vanished.

Because the Yang-destroying Devil simply ceased to exist.

Yu Ziqing was somewhat unsure, wondering if the Yang-destroying Devil died together with the Undying Mandala, or truly went towards the Tao.

Anyway, for the living, the difference was not significant.

He felt some regret for not being able to see, or witness personally.

The divine skills he possessed were passive, requiring no active control; they would trigger automatically under the right conditions.

He couldn't enter the expanding Death Domain.

In other words, if it were an adversarial situation, the Death Domain of the Yang-destroying Devil could not trap him.

This is the good and the bad of it; it depends on the perspective taken.

As Yu Ziqing prepared to leave, he glanced at the remaining piece of red cloth in his hand.

Like a blood-soaked red cloth, it once again changed, turning dark red, almost black.

The power contained within it also changed again, as if this piece of red cloth was the incarnation of death.

Yu Ziqing put it away, took one last look at the desolate void, and opened the Bridge of Fairyland to return to Dadui.

He used a new blank tablet to hold the piece of red cloth and placed it again in the small temple of the Yang-destroying Devil.

Let it replace the Yang-destroying Devil, continuing to maintain the beheading season in Jiachen City.

Just to leave a remembrance.

Such a Dao Seeker deserves a name to be kept.

Yu Ziqing's peaceful days began in earnest.

A hundred years later.

The Dao of Refining God of Yu Ziqing advanced quietly to the Tenth Tier, and the cultivation of the Hungry Ghost Dao faced no bottleneck before the Tenth Tier.

After the Tenth Tier, advancing further, for him, power actually had little meaning.

At this moment, he clearly felt that the Eleventh Tier should be the limit.

There was simply no Twelfth Tier; the Twelfth Tier was like the Dao Cultivators of old, directly disappearing, or harmonizing with the Dao.

For Yu Ziqing to advance to the Eleventh Tier, he had to do some things for the Hungry Ghost Dao itself and for all the hungry ghosts as a foundation.

This actually satisfied Yu Ziqing; he really didn't want to practice arduously anymore, but rather work, at least having something to do.

Another three hundred years passed, and Yu Ziqing's Body Refinement remained stuck at the Ninth Tier Peak, showing no signs of breakthrough.

However, the village chief broke through.

With control beyond the extreme as the foundation, relying on pure control, forcibly broke through to the Tenth Tier.

It wasn't a breakthrough; it was directly entering the Tenth Tier...

After all these years, continuously giving the village chief subjects, finally, the village chief broke through, and Yu Ziqing was thrilled.

"Village chief, congratulations, now it's my turn."

"Hmm?" The village chief looked at Yu Ziqing, somewhat puzzled.

"Come, beat me to death, then I can break through. Aside from you sir, I can't find anyone who might have the chance to beat me to death."

"What nonsense are you speaking?"

"Really, I'm not lying. I found the breakthrough method hundreds of years ago; it's just that I myself cannot break through.

My Blood Rebirth and my Undying are actually my weaknesses.

Because of the fear of death, ultimately the divine skills themselves become shackles, trapping me within.

I must be killed once more by Body Cultivation to break through.

Rest assured, I have pondered for years and made thorough preparations.

You must exert yourself completely, absolutely no holding back."

Yu Ziqing coaxed and explained for quite a while, and only with Shi's persuasion did the village chief believe these words.

After confirming that even if he shattered Yu Ziqing's body and destroyed him completely, it would still be fine, the village chief struck.

With just one punch, Yu Ziqing felt as if the power of the whole world swept away, abandoning him.

All the forces of the world stood behind the village chief, augmenting that punch.

He saw only an infinitely large fist coming at him.

Then, in the next moment, he could see nothing.

His body, which was said to be unkillable by anyone, under the ultimate control of the village chief's extreme outburst, was instantly turned to dust.