"Qing Yu······"

Elder Shiming sat dejectedly on the ground, looking up at the white-haired Taoist who held dominion over his life and death.

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, the wheel of fortune turns. But it hasn't been thirty years yet, has it? Once under Elder Shiming's command, Xuantian could now slay him with a mere gesture.

"Aren't you curious about the secret of the great calamity?"

Elder Shiming desperately wanted to live. He had done so much to stay alive. For this, he sacrificed countless treasures, worthy or disdainful.

This included the betrayal of his former direct disciple Wen Xisheng, as well as taking over the body of his closed-door disciple Qiao Baixuan.

Outsiders thought Elder Shiming had only one direct disciple, Qiao Baixuan. But in truth, that was only because he had hidden information about Wen Xisheng.

Wen Xisheng was originally destined to be Elder Shiming's body-seizing target, but he learned too quickly and grew too fast, escaping the Fate Altar before Elder Shiming could act.

Now, Elder Shiming, eager to live, hoped to use the secret to convince Qing Yu to spare his life.

He thought it would work, but reality is always cruel.

"The calamity is man-made, not born of heaven."

With these words, Elder Shiming's face immediately turned ashen.

"In fact, without the instigation of people like you and me, there wouldn't be any great calamity. All those tales of catastrophes a thousand years later, needing calamity to draw calamity, the so-called opportunities within the great calamity, are all false. But if you say they're true, they're entirely true as well."

Qing Yu walked forward two steps, "The man-made, artifice-driven great calamity will plunge the world into chaos, with creatures suffering untold misery. Even the mountains and rivers will be devastated by the battles of numerous supreme powerhouses.

And this, is the greatest strike against the Heavenly Dao. It will tear apart the limits of the Heavenly Dao, opening the road to the Tao Realm. Even the original life span limit will be shattered, allowing you to exhaust all means to extend your life, rather than, as now, decaying despite obtaining a Life Extending Divine Pill due to reaching the life span limit.

This is the greatest opportunity."

With the aid of the Ten Directions Destruction and Blood Tears Eye, Qing Yu had long surpassed Elder Shiming in the ability to observe the Heavenly Mechanism.

But even with such skill, he had not detected the signs of the prematurely advancing great calamity.

Clearly, Elder Shiming had calculated the great calamity for thousands of years in the future from the start; there was no reason for it to be advancing now without Qing Yu noticing any signs, an entirely unreasonable situation.

If it's unreasonable, then it must be false. So, after considering from a different angle, Qing Yu deduced the truth of the great calamity step by step.

There was no great calamity; if there was one, it was caused by the Nine Heavens group.

Elder Shiming painted a highly attractive mirage that others could see and truly eat, driving everyone mad for it. Qing Yu was just one among them.

Even after discovering the truth, Qing Yu continued to silently propel the great calamity as one of the Nine Heavens···or rather, the second of the Nine Heavens (together with Ren Piaomiao).

"What you know, I also know, but what I know, you may not. Thus, what value do you have to remain alive?"

Qing Yu slightly turned his head sideways, his right eye like the universe, or an abyss, coldly gazing at Elder Shiming.

"So······ die."

"Qing Yu!!!"

"Boom——"

Elder Shiming frantically shouted Qing Yu's name, and then he exploded into a cloud of blood mist, leaving not a single bone behind.

Without acknowledging the last remnants of Elder Shiming in this world, Qing Yu walked as if strolling leisurely, casting a long phantom, arriving before the charred, half-kneeling body.

The Witch King was dead, killed under Heavenly Punishment, also falling to his own last desperate attempt.

When the Witch King and Ji Chengtian suffered a crushing defeat, Hou Huai had already withdrawn the Great Formation, but unfortunately, unable to escape due to Qing Yu's laid-out barriers.

So, he burned his essence blood, using his last ounce of strength to send the Rebellion Heaven Bow and Sun Stealing Arrow through Earth Veins, letting Hou Huai take them away.

The Yang Ping's City Governance Seal, without the aid of the Vice Seal, still had flaws, a flaw utilized by the Witch King buried underground. If he tried to escape himself, it would have been impossible, but sending two artifacts was still feasible.

Qing Yu, who had to deal with "Xuan Du", gave him the best opportunity.

"It's a pity; I originally wanted you and Xuan Guang to keep each other company," Qing Yu shook his head and said.

With the life force of a supreme being, even heavily injured by the Heavenly Punishment Evil Arrow and further harmed by the Golden Dawn, one could still hold on for a day or half. But the Witch King brought about his own demise to send out the treasures.

In the end, Qing Yu's spoils amounted only to Ji Chengtian.

Once again showcasing an impressively flamboyant mode of movement, Qing Yu arrived amidst the ruins of Cui Feng Mountain. Here lay the severely wounded, dying Ji Chengtian, his body cracked and collapsed to the ground, covered in a significant amount of fallen dust.

Upon Qing Yu's arrival, the once Shadow King, now the Emperor Hou Qian Shengde, sighed lightly, "In the end, you won."

One sigh, that was all Shengde Emperor wanted to say.

Victors and vanquished, as the vanquished, Shengde Emperor had nothing more to add. His life had its highs and lows; he had wielded power over countless lives, realized past dreams, ascended to Purple Extreme, and became a ruler of a nation, leaving little room for regret.

If he regretted anything, it would be supporting Qing Yu in the early days. Though without his support, Qing Yu would have eventually achieved this level, the additional support left Ji Chengtian wanting to slap his past self.

"Do you regret not killing me then?" Qing Yu looked at Ji Chengtian and asked.

"Naturally, there is regret, but upon careful thought, I couldn't have known back then that I'd die by your hand. Sparing you was the normal choice; killing you would have been irrational."

Aware of his impending death, Ji Chengtian spoke humbly, devoid of royal "we", simply referring to himself as "I."

"Death? You won't die," Qing Yu shook his head, "The happiest about one supreme warrior dying in Nine Heavens would be Daqian. And I also need your Hou Qian; it's not time for utter chaos yet."

"Do you think you can control me?" Sensing Qing Yu's intention, Ji Chengtian resumed his imperious demeanor. Even in such a downfall, it did not diminish his arrogance at that moment.

Ji Chengtian would not allow himself to be manipulated, a puppet on strings.

"I don't need your consent, and·······"

Qing Yu suddenly stretched out his hand to make a virtual pressing motion, True Qi shoot into Ji Chengtian's body from a distance, guiding the remaining True Qi along a particular route repeatedly, "I don't need to control you."

Indeed, there was no need for control; as long as Ji Chengtian cultivated the "Soldier Armor Martial Scripture," it was enough. The route he was now practicing was precisely the "Heavenly Scroll" technique.

Qing Yu didn't need to control Ji Chengtian's will, nor did he have the skill to manipulate a supreme being. He only needed Ji Chengtian to have no power of resistance before him.

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