Lord Hongyue's heart, usually as still as an ancient well, now couldn't help but feel somewhat perturbed.

You see, in just three more days, the heavenly road would open.

The opening of the heavenly road lasts only three days, after which it will close!

To reopen, it would be an event three thousand years in the future.

That means, if Chu Mo does not awaken within six days, Hongyue will have to forcibly wake him up. Missing the heavenly road would be a lifelong regret.

Another four days passed, and the heavenly road had already opened. Even the explosive news on the message boards had calmed down considerably due to Chu Mo's absence of any sign, replaced instead by various pieces of news about the heavenly road.

Whether it was young lords or bloodline geniuses, they were all treading upon the heavenly road they'd long yearned for.

Many people were searching for Chu Mo, but there was no trace of him to be found. Chu Qing was seen at the entrance, though no one wanted to bring bad luck upon themselves by bothering him.

Chu Mo had vanished completely from everyone's sight. So much so, that many began to speculate whether Chu Mo had sustained severe injuries in his battle with Long Qiushui, or perhaps Lord Hongyue, wishing to protect him from any incidents on the heavenly road, prevented him from going?

It seemed like a possibility. With the support of powerful backers like Lord Hongyue, Imperial Master of Purple Smoke, and Lingdan Hall, coupled with Chu Mo's immense talents and gifts, even without traversing the heavenly road, advancing to Emperor Realm was just a matter of time. Why take unnecessary risks?

Any accident occurring on the heavenly road is normal!

And it's something that can't even be pursued!

No matter how Hongyue might protect Chu Mo, she cannot influence occurrences on the heavenly road.

Because that's the rule of the heavenly road, those in the Emperor Realm cannot enter.

"Could it be that Chu Mo is too scared to come?"

"Who knows? Perhaps he really is too scared."

Zhao Dongming and another young female practitioner who wished to follow Long Qiushui, Fang Hongyan, murmured softly.

Tong Ying seemed somewhat absent-minded, lost in her thoughts.

Zhang Shuangshuang maintained her silence. Since those two battles that day, this once bold, wilful, and naughty girl appeared as if she had transformed into someone else, becoming much more mature and steady.

As for Long Qiushui, he was even more silent. He had even thought about donning a mask but was dissuaded by Zhao Dongming and Fang Hongyan after much persuasion.

For a respected young lord to wear a mask over his face because of a single defeat—would there be any future left for him?

Tong Ying and Zhang Shuangshuang did not try to convince him, as they both understood Long Qiushui well. Until he killed Chu Mo, even if his face was bare, his heart would be masked.

They had already embarked upon the heavenly road.

This was indeed a road, but one that seemed to have no end!

A path that led deep into the cosmos.

No one knew where the end of the road lay.

In fact, over countless years, those who returned from the end of the heavenly road recalled it differently, with almost every person describing a vastly different scene.

In the end, the conclusion reached was this: the heavenly road has no end! The true end... lies within each individual's path!

The length of one's personal path determined the length of the heavenly road beneath their feet.

Many subscribed to this view, as a great number of cultivators who emerged from the heavenly road claimed they did not see its end, but were suddenly sent out by an unseen force.

This must be the limit of their paths... they could go no further.

Of course, this notion was not universally accepted.

However, the existence of many invisible branches on the heavenly road, resulting in each person emerging from a different path, was universally acknowledged.

At that moment, Zhang Shuangshuang glanced at Zhao Dongming and suggested, "Let's go, stop talking about those meaningless things."

Zhao Dongming glanced at Zhang Shuangshuang and nodded without any objection.

Although Zhang Shuangshuang had been defeated in this battle, it didn't affect her image in Zhao Dongming's mind—in fact, he respected her even more than before. He also liked her more. But this liking was doomed to be fruitless, so he could only keep it in his heart.

At this moment, Long Qiushui, who had been quiet, suddenly spoke up, "What do you think would happen if I killed Chu Mo right here?"

Tong Ying, lost in thoughts of Beyond Heaven, trembled slightly and looked at Long Qiushui but said nothing.

Zhang Shuangshuang, without hesitating, said, "If you kill him here, my lord, it is almost impossible that you will be able to leave the heavenly road alive."

"Oh?" Long Qiushui didn't get angry, simply glancing at Zhang Shuangshuang.

Zhang Shuangshuang said indifferently, "On this heavenly road right now, the number of people who want to kill Chu Mo is probably equal to the number of those who want to protect him. Therefore, whether it is you or someone else who kills Chu Mo, I'm afraid it's impossible to leave the heavenly road unscathed. Moreover, I think there is no need for you to take action, my lord. It will be very difficult for Chu Mo to leave the heavenly road alive."

"If I don't kill him, my spiritual path will be unstable, and I will have a heart demon," Long Qiushui said in a heavy voice.

Zhang Shuangshuang glanced at Long Qiushui and then said in a low voice, "My lord is too tired, you need to relax."

Zhao Dongming's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes revealed a complex and indiscernible look.

Long Qiushui looked at Zhang Shuangshuang, a beauty of the Heavenly Realm, and then suddenly shook his head, "The best way for me to relax is to kill Chu Mo with my own hands!"

Zhang Shuangshuang fell silent for a moment, then said softly, "I understand."

Everyone fell silent. Chu Mo's background was nearly clear: a descendant of the Chu Clan, although it was unknown which one of them was his father. After all, that era of the great figure was too long ago.

It was well known that there were only two sealed sons of the great figure, and one of them mysteriously disappeared. It was possible that the great figure had other descendants left in the world.

Before Chu Mo, the publicly acknowledged descendant of the Chu Clan line was only Chu Qing, and she was a girl. Many people felt a sigh of regret, saying that the once glorious and powerful Chu Clan of ancient times was now in decline.

Now that a male heir like Chu Mo had suddenly appeared, one could imagine his significance to the entire Chu Clan line.

Whoever wanted to challenge him was bound to pay a heavy price.

And Long Qiushui had her own reasons to kill Chu Mo!

In such a scenario, even the top young geniuses of the Heavenly Realm could not foresee the consequences that would unfold.

"Let's move on. If he enters, there will certainly be news. We will ambush him further ahead," suggested Zhao Dongming, with deep worry in his eyes. He had seen something in Zhang Shuangshuang's eyes, and he didn't want that thing to happen.

If it must come to that, he would rather take Zhang Shuangshuang's place.

Long Qiushui nodded and led the way forward.

The heavenly road was three million miles wide, and its length was limitless.

By this time, a massive number of cultivators had already set foot on the heavenly road.

Not just the bloodline geniuses and young lords, but also countless cultivators above the Daluo Golden Immortal rank.

Even though they knew the road was difficult and the chances of falling were very high, everyone... desired to find their own opportunities on this road.

Even if they couldn't reach the end, they could gain benefits here that they could never acquire outside.

Any cultivator with the ability to come here would not miss this opportunity.

Chu Qing stood at the entrance; the heavenly road had been open for one day, but Chu Mo had not yet arrived. She was somewhat anxious, fearing he would miss out, and even more afraid that someone would ambush him ahead. She didn't want her newly recognized brother to perish here.

So, she decided to wait here.

A few young cultivators who followed Chu Qing also quietly stood by her side.

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