đź“– Chapter 1225 - Rebellion Against the Dao!
As all the powerhouses of the entire Never-Ending Dao Domain trembled, as all the plants and cultivators and everything aligned with wood bowed down in worship… in the solar system, in his place of seclusion on Mars, Wang Baole suddenly opened his eyes.
His surroundings were filled with countless seal scripts. These seal scripts surged toward his body, as if Wang Baole had turned into a black hole. Flickering with dazzling light, the seal scripts entered his body one by one until they all disappeared.
Finally… after more than a hundred attempts, Wang Baole finally absorbed all ten million seal scripts without making a mistake. The seal scripts in his body didn’t fade away, but converged together to form… a Dao Seed!
It was a Dao Seed of the Wood Dao.
This was the foundation for him to cultivate the first part of the Eight Extreme Dao, the Extreme Wood Dao!
The moment the Dao Seed took form, all the power of wood in the entire Left Dao Holy Region appeared in Wang Baole’s perception. He seemed to have returned to that state from Planet Heaven’s Mandate, when he had been aloof and transcendent like a divine spirit.
He could sense the existence of every plant in the entire Left Dao Holy Region, but that wasn’t all. Every single plant… seemed to have established an inseparable connection with him. He could use them as his eyes at any moment, and his will could even descend into them and turn them into his clones.
At the same time… all the wood-aligned cultivators seemed to turn into countless dots of light in Wang Baole’s senses. If he wanted to, he could decide the fates of these people with a single thought.
Some of these dots of light were bright, and some were dim. The brightness of the light corresponded to the power of Wang Baole’s influence. The dimmer ones represented people over whom Wang Baole couldn’t exert perfect influence, and as for the brighter ones… Wang Baole was able to influence even their thoughts. If he wanted them to live, they would live. If he wanted them to die… they would gladly rush to their deaths.
To a certain extent, it was like grafting another line of fate onto them.
The reason for this was that for these cultivators, Wang Baole was their sourcepoint!
The more they cultivated, the closer they would be to their sourcepoint, and the stronger its influence would grow over them. In the end… if the sourcepoint was malicious, those cultivating beneath it would have no choice but to suffer its malice.
This was Dao!
This was what it meant to be Almighty!
This was what it meant to be a divine spirit!
To cultivate my Dao, you must serve me as your master!
Huge waves surged in Wang Baole’s heart. At this moment, he finally understood the meaning of Wang Yiyi’s father’s words.
The techniques of others could only be used for killing, and he mustn’t attempt to comprehend them deeply!
Because he didn’t know whether or not there was a figure occupying the sourcepoint. If there was an occupant, he didn’t know whether it had its own consciousness or not. If it had its own consciousness, he didn’t know if that consciousness held any malice.
All these unknowns meant that cultivators actually forfeited their power over their fate from the very moment they stepped onto the path of cultivation.
Of course, if their cultivation base was mediocre and their comprehension wasn’t deep, it would be alright. But those with profound cultivation bases who comprehended their techniques deeply would have a hard time ever escaping!
This was the secret of the cultivation world!
This was the cruelty of cultivation!
This was… herding the starry sky!
To a certain extent, Zi Yue’s Star-Seeding Dao was derived from this supreme law of the starry sky, just at an infinitely lower level.
Wang Baole’s breathing became slightly rapid. When he recalled his life thus far, he felt chills run down his spine. The more he learned about the grand Dao, the greater his awe… but that didn’t cause his Dao Heart to waver. On the contrary, his belief in his Dao of Freedom was stronger than ever.
At this moment, he had finally touched the threshold of the supreme laws overseeing the universe, and could finally be considered a true Almighty!
It was also at this moment that Wang Baole truly understood just how terrifyingly powerful Wang Yiyi’s father was.
“This stele world is nothing. In the vast and boundless universe outside the stele world, perhaps even the Emperor is nothing. But there’s no doubt that he, as well as Wang Yiyi’s father, have both become the sourcepoint of one or maybe even several Daos. To people at their level, the sourcepoint is the basis of everything.” Wang Baole murmured softly.
He knew that his Wood Dao had only barely touched the threshold of the supreme laws of the universe, but it already gave him access to unimaginable power. If he really reached the pinnacle… it was horrifying even to think about.
“It’s impossible for me to cultivate the Wood Dao to the point of becoming a true sourcepoint. At most… I can only become the sourcepoint here in the stele world. However, even if I push it to the limit, my Wood Dao will still be nothing more than a tiny part of the true Wood Dao in the outside world.
“The Wood Dao is part of the five elements… it’s unreasonable that nothing has occupied its sourcepoint after countless years…” Wang Baole’s eyes flickered, and he finally understood why, at the end of the information about the Eight Extremes Dao, there was also a mysterious Daoist magic recorded.
This Daoist magic was called... Rebellion Against the Dao!
The so-called Eight Extremes Dao was actually a sequence of five, two, and one. The five represented the formless, the two represented the dual extremes of positive and negative, and the one represented a variable!
In the first seven Daos, the cultivator had to reach a level infinitely close to the sourcepoint, but not actually touching it. It was like walking on a tightrope, where the slightest error would plunge them into a life and death crisis.
Thus, there was Rebellion Against the Dao. However, rebelling against any Dao was as difficult as overturning the heavens. After all, once you cultivated the Dao of someone else to a certain level, even if you abandoned all Daoist magics and forfeited your cultivation base, you still wouldn’t be able to escape. Your fleshly body, divine soul, and even existence itself would have been subtly changed, to the point that it was no longer possible to control your own life and death!
But if Wang Baole succeeded in achieving Rebellion Against the Dao… he would be able to avoid this danger. At the end, he would burn the first seven Daos as fuel, igniting himself and opening the way to… the eighth Dao!
This eighth Dao was the core of the Eight Extremes Dao, because it would be a perfect Dao that belonged completely to the cultivator!
“No wonder Wang Yiyi’s father said that there is no one occupying the sourcepoint of the Eight Extremes Dao. It’s because… there are innumerable possibilities for the sourcepoint of this Dao. No one can truly occupy all the countless possible sourcepoints!”
After thinking thus far, an emotional look appeared on Wang Baole’s face. It was a while before his scattered thoughts gradually calmed down.
“Fortunately… so far, I haven’t comprehended anything too deeply…” Wang Baole took a deep breath. The wood seed inside of him suddenly rotated, and his Dao aura suddenly manifested a clone outside his body. Looking at himself, he observed the sourcepoints of all the cultivation methods he had ever practiced.
Wang Baole could see a large number of threads entangling his body and even his divine soul. Each of these threads represented a cultivation method or a divine ability that he had learned.
Most of them were rather thin, with only a few being thicker. For example, there was the Flame Spirit Curse, the unique natural law of his Eternal Dao Star, the star map, etc.
The threads were densely packed, but… aside from one, all the remaining threads were actually broken, even closing in on themselves. They were sourceless!
Wang Baole’s eyes narrowed.
After inspecting carefully, he found that these threads had all been broken off at the same time. Wang Baole spent some time calculating, and a moved expression soon appeared on his face.
Judging by the time, as well as the traces of aura left on the threads… the one who had severed them for Wang Baole was Wang Yiyi’s father.
And the only thread that hadn’t been severed was… the thread representing the Wood Dao. It was extremely thick, carrying a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering aura as it spread into the void like a towering tree.
As for where the end was, Wang Baole had no idea. However, he could feel that the end of the thread, or rather its sourcepoint… didn’t seem to have consciousness. This didn’t necessarily mean that the sourcepoint was unoccupied, but it was likely that the one occupying the sourcepoint wasn’t a sentient being.
This was also in line with Wang Baole’s own speculations. The five elements were Daos of the highest importance, and were the cornerstone of all creation. If a sentient being occupied their sourcepoints, then the universe would be in utter chaos.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Wang Baole retracted his Dao aura. He raised his head and was about to stand up from his cross-legged position, but at that moment, his expression changed slightly. An almost fantastical guess had suddenly risen up in his heart.
“Could it be that… my original body, the black wooden nail between the Emperor’s brows… is the true sourcepoint of the Wood Dao?”