“Preaching the Dao?”
Wu Ming smiled outwardly but remained silent, while inwardly he was sarcastically commenting, “Are they treating me as Hongjun? Unfortunately… I have no intention of founding a sect or becoming a patriarch, and secondly… expecting me to explain the Dao with nothing but empty words is too frivolous. Are they trying to get something for nothing?”
Although he knew that if he agreed, these terrestrial true immortals would do anything to obtain even a slight chance, they had been rejected by the divine path and probably didn’t have many good things to offer.
“Man follows Earth, Earth follows Heaven, Heaven follows Dao, Dao follows nature. Why seek explanations?”
Wu Ming looked around and saw the worried expressions of many deities, then spoke calmly.
After speaking, he rose and leisurely walked out of the Hundred Gods Hall, and not a single cultivator dared to stop him.
Many old Taoists felt uneasy and left the main hall together. Wu Zi complained, “Brother Kunwu, you were too hasty. What if you offended the senior?”
“That’s right!”
Another old Taoist nodded repeatedly, “Since ancient times, the Dao is not transmitted to six ears, especially in a place with so many gods… aren’t you afraid of revealing our cultivators’ secrets? Perhaps the senior acted that way precisely because he knows this.”
“In that case, does this matter still have hope?”
Several Taoists showed slightly relieved expressions on their faces, gazing toward the direction of the Sear Continent, not knowing exactly what they were thinking.
…
“A union of gods?”
Wu Ming didn’t pay much attention to this.
Recalling today’s resolution, he pondered, “Originally, the various races of the main world competed and held grudges against each other, with many conflicts, making it difficult to unite quickly… only now, feeling the pressure of impending doom, could they finally break old rules, though it remains challenging…”
Could centuries of hatred really be forgotten so easily?
He also wondered whether, after forming an alliance, the gods would still be united only in appearance but not in heart, even betraying each other, which would truly spell the end.
“The inner world… truly a wondrous place…”
At this moment, Wu Ming, having returned to the Sear Continent, instantly appeared in the main hall.
Before him, a mass of dark red light, as solid as a gemstone, radiated brilliant luster.
“Grudge energy, or sins… accumulated so thickly, enough to support numerous eighth-grade divine abominations…”
Thinking thus, he no longer hesitated. With a wave of his hand, a reincarnator appeared in the hall.
He wore a black trench coat with the collar raised, a hat covering most of his face, only one right hand transformed into a hook, looking extremely terrifying, with a hazy spiritual glow constantly swirling around his body.
The grudge energy in the air began to slightly boil upon his appearance, extending tentacles seemingly trying to merge with him, but was firmly blocked halfway by a transparent barrier.
“A reincarnator, a monster tainted by the inner world… Jack the Ripper!”
Since the last battle, Wu Ming had captured this reincarnator as a backup, treating him like a specimen.
“After all, he’s a reincarnator already marked by me, making him easier to manipulate!”
A divine light shot from Wu Ming’s eyes, directly penetrating Jack’s body.
“Main Hall, teleport!”
Following Wu Ming’s command, the entire Main Hall roared, a purple primordial force emerged, wrapping around Jack and vanishing in an instant.
…
The Inner World.
Under a dark red sky, the parched earth cracked like a spider web, with wisps of black gas seeping out.
A flash of purple light, and Jack’s figure appeared.
“Hmm… same as before, but the grudge energy seems somewhat alleviated, perhaps because some was released?”
Wu Ming stretched, feeling the environment strangely familiar, a power constantly flowing into his body.
At this moment, he was essentially wearing Jack’s skin, but was still Wu Ming’s avatar, specially coming to investigate the inner world.
While numerous divine abominations ravaged the main world, keeping gods occupied, he wore Jack’s disguise, which should make it hard for native beings of the inner world to detect him.
“Lucid dreaming ability? Immortality?”
Wu Ming looked at his hook hand, somewhat speechless, “The skills carried are quite good, but not quite to my taste…”
He identified the direction and walked directly along the river of lava.
“Hmm, the grudge energy in the air has indeed decreased significantly, even the world seems somewhat normalized…”
Wu Ming stopped at a bush.
This thicket was very sparse, only a small patch, growing black-iron-colored plants with many sharp thorns on the surface, exuding a fierce aura.
But any plant surviving in the inner world was already quite remarkable.
“Hisss!”
As Wu Ming approached the edge of the thicket, a two-headed snake lunged out with a hair-raising hiss, its fangs aiming directly at Wu Ming’s neck.
Hiss!
With a flick of his hook hand, Wu Ming accurately skewered both snake heads together.
“A strange creature…”
He tore open the snake’s skin, watching dark red blood drip to the ground, simultaneously releasing black-red mist, which was continuously absorbed by him, revitalizing his entire being.
“This is… absorbing the two-headed snake’s grudge?”
Wu Ming’s eyes flickered, “If just one monster has such a significant effect, what more if there were more…”
Of course, he was well aware that this method of advancement through slaughter might be highly effective at lower levels, but for divine abominations comparable to true gods, it would likely be of little help, the effect greatly diminished.
Otherwise, even with the Void Mask’s power, there would be no way to prevent divine abominations from killing each other.
“However, if the right method is found, it might not be impossible… mutual devouring and evolution among divine abominations is a promising topic!”
Wu Ming casually tossed the two-headed snake’s corpse aside.
Sizzle!
Once the black mist dissipated completely, the snake’s body crumbled upon hitting the ground, turning into a pile of powder, as if all its essence had been completely drained.
The atmosphere here is much calmer compared to other areas, with fewer vengeful spirits slumbering underground, and the presence of vegetation… If large-scale groups exist in the inner world, it should be possible to encounter them…
Wu Ming continued forward, and the black bushes became increasingly numerous.
Crack! Crack!
At this moment, figures appeared in his line of sight.
These figures were gigantic, and as they approached, Wu Ming discovered they were armored beings, seemingly fused with their black armor, the carapace adorned with menacing thorns.
Seeing Wu Ming, the opposing side was clearly surprised, speaking in an alien tongue.
“Ah! They can speak…”
Wu Ming was slightly astonished, “I originally thought the inner world only contained monsters and vengeful spirits…”
…
“Emperor Wu Ming!”
As Wu Ming’s divine consciousness resided in Jack, exploring the inner world, a vast voice suddenly rang out beyond the Main Hall.
“Actually managed to find this place? An eighth-grade existence?”
His expression slightly changed, and in an instant, he arrived in the void.
Before Wu Ming, a semi-transparent figure emerged. It had a human-like torso and facial features, though slightly more slender, with ambiguous patterns on its cheeks, and a purple crystal embedded in its forehead like a third eye, rooted in flesh.
“An Eldar? An eighth-grade expert! And…”
Wu Ming’s pupils slightly constricted.
He could clearly sense that the other party, like himself, pursued individual transcendence, independently breaking through to the eighth grade.
Without relying on the power of rules, thus not merging with the Dao, retaining the most humanity and self-awareness.
“Sorry… the omnipresent spirit told me you were here…”
The Eldar smiled slightly, “How about my spiritual transformation ability? Hope you find it impressive?”
Although a god of another race, his command of the common language of the continent was extremely standard.
This was not due to any spell, but rather innate talent.
“Spiritual transformation ability, spanning millions of miles in an instant, indeed impressive… May I know your name?”
“Oh!”
The Eldar patted his head, “You may call me ‘Xu,’ ancestor of the spirit race. I came here regarding an alliance between our two races…”
“Alliance?”
Wu Ming shook his head, “Our pantheon’s envoys probably haven’t even set out yet.”
“Haha… For beings like us, is there any need for mutual pretense over such a small matter?”
Xu laughed heartily, “Our clan elders have already reached a consensus. To deal with this inner world crisis, we must seek allies widely. Additionally, I find you quite interesting, so I came personally…”
He added, “After all… you are the first Supreme among humans who hasn’t merged with the Dao, just like me!”
“Indeed!”
Wu Ming nodded inwardly.
Actually, whether individuals like him who broke through independently were stronger or weaker than eighth-grade gods who had merged with the Dao was still hard to determine.
Certainly, due to the chaos in the main world’s rules, many gods, even the High Gods, were affected, while Wu Ming remained unscathed, giving him an advantage.
“Mr. Xu, please come in!”
Wu Ming gestured, and the Main Hall automatically opened a door.
“Oh? This artifact?”
Upon entering the Hall of Gods, Xu’s expression immediately turned solemn as he looked at the surrounding architecture.
He was knowledgeable, instantly recognizing the Main Hall’s power.
“What a terrifying artifact, not inferior to a Supreme at all… and currently in the hands of another Supreme…”
If he had seen this artifact in the possession of other sixth or seventh-grade beings, Xu might have disregarded face-saving and forcibly seized it.
However, now, his gaze toward Wu Ming carried a trace of reverence.
Any slight contempt he had felt earlier due to the other’s recent ascension vanished completely.
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