đź“– Chapter 1257 - Heaven Trampling?
Wang Baole was silent. Chen Qingzi’s gaze had stirred up many thoughts in him, but all of that eventually turned into an emotional sigh. He no longer blamed Chen Qingzi for the death of their master, but in the end… he was unable to say the words “Senior Brother”.
Thus, he could only cup his fists again and bow deeply.
Then, turning around, Wang Baole departed for the Left Dao Holy Region.
He knew that his senior brother would soon break through and go to seek Dao. In this stele world, the phrase “seeking Dao” meant… to step outside the stele world, go to the universe beyond, and take a look at a new and different starry sky.
With his current cultivation base, Wang Baole couldn’t do such a thing. Moreover… his path was different from Chen Qingzi’s.
His five elements weren’t yet completed, and Chen Qingzi’s decision also had an unknown future. Perhaps he could succeed in the end, break through all obstacles, and seek Dao outside.
But it was also possible… that an accident could occur.
Wang Baole couldn’t help but feel worried, but he also understood that worrying was pointless. This was Chen Qingzi’s decision and also his obsession.
“Good luck…” Murmuring softly, Wang Baole took a step and disappeared from the spot.
After Wang Baole left, Patriarch Seven Spirits also bowed deeply to Chen Qingzi and left. Now, in this place that was once the Never-Ending Holy Region, only Chen Qingzi remained sitting cross-legged in the void. The Underworld River swirled around him and gradually engulfed his figure, obscuring him from sight.
Time flew by rapidly. Twenty-eight years passed in the blink of an eye.
On the scale of the entire stele world, twenty-eight years wasn’t much. But even so, these twenty-eight years were filled with shocking events!
After falling from its altar, the Never-Ending Clan was no longer as domineering as before. The various civilizations that it had enslaved in the past all came after it, and it was forced to give up almost all its territory. In the end, the Never-Ending Clan only barely managed to obtain some living space on its ancestral planet.
And even this… was only because the Xie Family’s ancestor came forward and offered his protection.
Aside from this one instance, the Xie Family’s ancestor, a peerless Almighty in the Universe Realm, didn’t take any action at all. Whether it was the battle back then or these past twenty-eight years, he seemed completely silent. The Xie Family also didn’t use the fall of the Never-Ending Clan to expand their territory; instead, they even relinquished some territory and shrank continuously.
It was precisely because of this that no one made trouble for the Xie Family. Whether it was Wang Baole or Patriarch Seven Spirits, or even the now-flourishing Underworld Sect, no one bothered them.
Speaking of the Underworld Sect, over the past twenty-eight years, it had become the number one force in the stele world. The extent of its power was on par with the previous Never-Ending Clan, and Underworld Sect disciples could be seen in various areas, dressed in their black robes, holding their lantern oars, and sitting on their boats to ferry the souls of the dead.
The cycle of reincarnation had returned, and various methods of the Underworld Sect were also circulating. It seemed that the entire stele world had become peaceful.
Wang Baole, who had returned to the Left Dao Holy Region, no longer entered seclusion. Because he had obtained authority over the five elements, his earth element Dao Seed was forming at a much faster pace. However, no matter how fast it was, it was impossible to form the Dao Seed overnight. But even if he failed to form it, the Dao-carrying treasure wouldn’t be harmed since he had authority.
This assurance was plenty. Wang Baole could feel that the formation of the earth seed was nigh.
In these twenty-eight years, the Federation had grown a lot. Although twenty-eight years was nothing compared to the history of the starry sky, it was still enough for the Federation’s status as the overlords of the Left Dao Holy Region to deeply embed itself into the hearts of all beings.
The same was true for Wang Baole’s identity as Dao Lord. At the same time, Patriarch Seven Spirits had united the Unorthodox Holy Region and become its Dao Lord, and the Seven Spirits Dao was of similar status to the Federation.
However… the Moon Star Sect remained as the most aloof and mysterious place in the Unorthodox Holy Region. Even the Seven Spirits Dao didn’t have anything to say about this. But because the Moon Star Sect was so mysterious, the majority of people didn’t know about it at all and only knew of the Seven Spirits Dao.
As for Wang Baole, he had not forgotten that the Moon Star Sect’s ancestor had made an appointment with him. Of the original sixty-eight years, there were only twenty-one years left…
The promised time was quickly approaching.
At the same time, over these past twenty-eight years, Wang Baole had traveled all over. Be it the Left Dao of Unorthodox Holy Regions, he had searched through countless places in the starry sky, looking for supreme treasures that could become Dao Seeds of metal and fire.
Unfortunately, he never found any fitting treasures in these two holy regions. As for the place that used to be the Never-Ending Holy Region, Wang Baole had also visited it three times in the past twenty-eight years.
Each time, he stood next to the Underworld River and stared into its depths, where he could vaguely see a figure down at the riverbed.
Each time, he stared for a long while before finally bowing and leaving.
And each time, as he left, he didn’t notice… that the figure on the riverbed would open his eyes, watching Wang Baole leave in silence.
Another year passed. Twenty-nine years after the battle with Master Never-Ending, the Flame Patriarch entered seclusion and prepared to break through to the Universe Realm.
Wang Baole also went into seclusion at this time. He had spent twenty-nine leisurely years with his family while gaining insights into the Earth Dao, and he could feel that the earth seed was about to form.
More time passed. It was soon thirty years after the battle with Master Never-Ending. On this day… Wang Baole, who had been in seclusion, suddenly opened his eyes.
Rather than looking at the nearly-completed earth seed in front of him, he instead raised his head and looked out into the distance. His gaze crossed the starry sky, looking to the former Never-Ending Holy Region, to the Underworld River, to… the figure at the riverbed.
And it wasn’t just Wang Baole. At this moment, Patriarch Seven Spirits, the Xie Family’s ancestor, and even the Moon Star Sect’s ancestor all looked toward the Underworld River.
The waters of Underworld River churned violently, and rumbling echoed in all directions. A monstrous aura was brewing within it, an aura that made the entire stele world tremble.
However, that aura disappeared an instant later, and the churning Underworld River became calm. Soon, a figure stepped out from the depths of the river and stood atop the still waters.
This figure wore a black robe, and long hair flowed down his back. At his sides were a wooden sword and a jar of wine. As the familiar figure of Chen Qingzi appeared in the starry sky, Wang Baole and the others were all shocked.
They couldn’t see through him.
Before, although Chen Qingzi was extremely powerful, it was still possible to sense the fluctuations of his cultivation base. But now, he seemed no different from an ordinary mortal. No fluctuations could be sensed from his body, and no expression could be seen on his face. His previous indifference and aloofness had already faded.
However, this seemingly ordinary appearance made everyone who looked at him feel terror. Looking at him was like looking at a mortal, but also like seeing a god.
His realm was indescribably mysterious, and endlessly profound!
“Heaven Trampling?” Next to Wang Baole, Little Missy’s figure appeared. Her eyes were full of disbelief as she murmured.
“No, it doesn’t seem like it..”
Wang Baole didn’t pay too much attention to Little Missy’s muttering. Right now, that wasn’t important.
Sadness rose up in his heart, because he knew that after breaking through, Chen Qingzi would leave… to seek his Dao.
However, it was unknown if he would seek Dao or die for Dao in the end.
Thus, after a moment of silence, Wang Baole’s figure disappeared from the Left Dao Holy Region. When he reappeared… he was already next to the Underworld River, not far away from Chen Qingzi. Looking at Chen Qingzi with a complicated expression, he opened his mouth and spoke softly.
“Are you really going?”
Chen Qingzi smiled as he looked at Wang Baole with a gentle gaze.
“Little Junior Brother, your senior brother… will be going on ahead to see what lies past the end of this world. Whether for your sake or for mine, I want to… live a life without regrets!
“I don’t believe in fate.
“But if I fail, there is no need to grieve for me.
“Because…
“This is my Dao!”