“Even stability can’t be achieved—such a major flaw.” Dongbo Xueying calmed his mind and reflected once more on the technique he had created. Transforming into a streak of light, he flew toward the other towering black serpent fangs in the vicinity. Each of the eight Void Serpent Fangs was surrounded by spatial rifts, their mere sight enough to send shivers down one’s spine. Hovering mid-air, Dongbo Xueying could only see parts of the fangs within his vision, yet he faintly discerned the issue with his technique.
Dongbo Xueying shook his head. “The black serpent fangs contain profound mysteries of the Void Path—clearly at the Hunyuan level, far beyond my current comprehension. Gazing upon them fills me with fascination and joy! Yet, these fangs are ultimately weapons of attack. The countless blade-like structures at their peaks are designed for slaughter. When I seek to absorb their mysteries and integrate them into myself, the resulting technique naturally becomes overwhelmingly aggressive—but achieving stability becomes nearly impossible!”
Can something purely offensive remain stable?
Yes.
Take, for example, Hunyuan divine weapons—or these Void Serpent Fangs themselves. Both are instruments of destruction, yet they endure eternally.
Comparatively, maintaining balance within one’s body is far easier. But achieving equilibrium while retaining extreme aggression? That is a far greater challenge.
“Unfortunately, I have no other materials to draw inspiration from,” Dongbo Xueying sighed.
Though he had observed memory fragments, they were mere glimpses—impossible to truly dissect. The serpent fangs, however, allowed him to peer into their internal structures, providing a foundation for refining his own body.
“Hunyuan divine weapons are fundamentally forged from Hunyuan Sand—lifeless matter,” Dongbo Xueying mused. “At least these serpent fangs are part of a living body.”
“Let me explore elsewhere.”
Having memorized the internal structure of the fangs and finding no further immediate progress, staying here served no purpose.
Whoosh!
Transforming into a streak of light, he soared through the Serpent Fang Corridor, scouting one location after another.
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In the days that followed, Dongbo Xueying thoroughly explored every corner of the Serpent Fang Corridor. Though he had once sought information from the Supreme Ancient One regarding this place, the answers he received were limited. Regarding the Void Path, the Supreme Ancient One had said: “Those eight Void Serpent Fangs are the most conspicuous. Beyond that, I’ve found nothing else related to the Void Path—though, admittedly, I lack expertise in spatial techniques. It’s possible something eluded my notice.”
As for the Illusory Dream Path, despite the Serpent Fang Corridor being a legendary forbidden land, it held no traces of such a connection.
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Back in their homeworld, the Chaos Void, within the Eternal Sacred Realm…
In a small city, Dongbo Xueying and Yu Jingqiu sat in a roadside tavern, savoring its unique delicacies and fine wine.
Servants bustled about, diligently attending to patrons, delivering plates of food and cups of wine.
“Third Brother, have you saved enough for the apprenticeship fee?”
“Don’t worry, Elder Brother. It’s almost there. By the next recruitment cycle of the Futian Sect, I’ll be able to enroll. Once I do, I swear I’ll cultivate to the Void God realm!” Nearby, two young attendants seized a rare moment of respite to whisper to each other.
To beings like Dongbo Xueying and Yu Jingqiu, such exchanges were as clear as spoken words.
Yu Jingqiu murmured softly, “Even in this era, countless lives strive and struggle in cultivation. Yet the Chaos Void continues to expand, inching ever closer to the Great Annihilation.”
“It’s still far off,” Dongbo Xueying chuckled. “We have over ten trillion years left.”
“True. But when this era ends, all will be reduced to nothingness. Only a handful—those you can personally escort away—will survive.” Yu Jingqiu’s gaze lingered on the spirited young attendants.
Dongbo Xueying nodded.
Transporting living beings to other source worlds was no simple feat, even for him, a master of the Void Path.
Even his closest kin and friends would require multiple trips. The number he could save was, by necessity, pitifully small.
“This era…” Dongbo Xueying, now the undisputed supreme powerhouse in both his homeworld and the Heart Realm Continent, still had unfinished business. Chief among them—avenging his master, Gu Qi, by slaying the Sacred Master. A being responsible for countless massacres, the Sacred Master’s continued existence was unacceptable.
“Yet, if we endure into the next era, even if we resist the Supreme Laws, we will inevitably fall into slumber during its nascent stages,” Dongbo Xueying understood. “Given my superior strength compared to the Sacred Master, my dormancy may last even longer. And in that time… variables may arise.”
Within a source world, none could defy the Supreme Laws.
Not even monstrously powerful figures like ‘Yuan’ or ‘City Lord Luo’—Hunyang-tier existences—could exert their full might under such suppression.
“If I am to kill him, this era is the best opportunity.”
“But even the Sword Lord, after multiple pursuits, only managed to inflict minor wounds—depleting less than half of the Sacred Master’s vitality. My current stable combat prowess, though slightly surpassing the Sword Lord’s, remains at the ‘Invincible’ tier.” Dongbo Xueying knew all too well that Invincible-tier strength was insufficient to annihilate an ordinary Ultimate-tier opponent in a single strike.
Even with multiple avatars, it was impossible.
And now, hiding within the Labyrinth Corridor, locating him was nigh impossible. Should the Sacred Master disguise himself as an ordinary Abyssal Fiend, even Dongbo Xueying would fail to recognize him—after all, he lacked the ability to track an Ultimate-tier existence.
“I must grow stronger.”
“Then, I will sweep through the entire Labyrinth Corridor. No matter what, I cannot allow the Sacred Master to survive into the next era.” A cold glint flashed in Dongbo Xueying’s eyes. Previously, he had lacked confidence—but advancements in his Hunyuan Body Refinement technique had rekindled hope. With just a bit more progress, he would possess absolute certainty in his ability to purge the Sacred Master.
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Within the Sea of Consciousness of the forbidden land, the Serpent Fang Corridor—inside the largest luminous space…
Dongbo Xueying returned once more. After his extensive explorations, the power of the Serpent Fang Marrow Pearl within him had dwindled to its last vestiges.
Standing within this radiant expanse, he gazed afar at the colossal serpent carcass and the thousand-eyed monstrosity within the Broken Tooth Mountain Range.
“In the Heart Realm Continent and the Chaos Void, I stand unrivaled. The Broken Tooth Mountain Range has many Emperor-tier experts surpassing me, but their strength stems from bloodline power—useless to my path.” Dongbo Xueying shook his head. “Yet even at this stage, my Illusory Dream Path hasn’t reached the Ultimate tier, let alone Hunyuan. As for the Void Path, I can’t even stably maintain the ‘entry-level Emperor-tier’ state, still far from achieving Hunyuan.”
“Blind cultivation…”
“How arduous is it to forcibly break through to Hunyuan?” Dongbo Xueying sighed.
Perhaps branching into multiple paths and attempting to control the source world’s essence would offer better prospects?
Spreading faith, using the devotion of countless beings to dominate the world’s core? Yet compelling free-willed cultivators to submit was near impossible—and soul enslavement was a method Dongbo Xueying found utterly contemptible.
“Let me see other civilizations.”
“What kind of place could instill such instinctive dread from mere distant perception, even weakening my strength?” Dongbo Xueying approached the massive black boulder—the very one through which the Northriver Emperor had once departed. The five Supreme Ones who had come before all sensed the peril beyond, hesitating to take this path.
Dongbo Xueying, however, was young.
Even if he refrained from reckless ventures, his cultivation speed alone made achieving Hunyuan a plausible future.
But…
“It’s just one avatar.”
With countless avatars at his disposal, what did one matter?
“Let’s take a look.” Filled with curiosity and anticipation, Dongbo Xueying reached out and touched the black boulder—instantly vanishing into its depths.
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