Chapter 1287: Chapter 1175: Stealing Fire
Mount Primordial Fla!
The Stopper’s finger caused everything to freeze, even Qing Chen, who was engulfed in the Human’s Way Fla, nearly faced a dead end.
But just at this mont, a celestial curtain descended, blocking everything—even that black finger could no longer advance!
At the sa ti, the domain of stagnation brought by the black finger instantly crumbled into dust.
At Mount Primordial Fla, all living beings broke free from their immobilized state.
“What happened?”
“It felt like we were in so kind of stagnant state just now!”
“The black finger… Could it be soone from the darkness wielding supre mastery, thwarted by another?”
The recovering crowd was utterly shocked and terrified.
Mo Tie also instantly regained the anguishing pain. Clutching his stomach, he looked toward the black finger, muttering:
“Lord Stopper… help, save …”
The Dark Fire Emperor and Dark Wood Emperor were equally astounded. The Stopper, one of the strongest beings among the supre, had now been blocked?
“Who made a move… Could it be…”
“Another incarnation of that one…”
They murmured to themselves.
“Senior Li!”
Fire Spirit was utterly overwheld with excitent!
“Only Senior Li… could possess such heaven-defying skill!”
Mu Wanqing echoed the sentint affirmatively.
Qing Chen raised his eyes and gazed at the vast curtain in the Sky Vault. His eyes instantly brimd with fervent emotion.
“Master… Is Master watching over us?”
He whispered to himself.
“Master is here… Darkness, co on, let’s see if you’ve got what it takes to try again!”
Lu Rang excitedly shouted aloud!
But then, the curtain in the Sky Vault didn’t simply end there.
It was as if a supre being was wielding a celestial brush.
A second Heavenly Waterfall descended.
Like the shadow of ti being stirred, like the river of spaceti reversing—at this mont, the heavens and earth seed connected to another dinsion of ti and space.
A third stroke…
A fourth stroke…
Each stroke descended with boundless and awe-inspiring majesty, limitless and eternal.
The black finger of the Stopper evaporated like smoke under these heaven-shaking strokes. Even the supre seed insignificant by comparison.
An imnse realm of ti and space slowly erged.
It was… the Saintly Path Tispace!
All Nine Continents felt it; the world took notice. The Sacred Soil of the Saintly Path, once buried in past eras, resurfaced like the Immortal Land of old, stretching across the heavens and earth.
Within that Saintly Path Tispace, images of supre significance flashed by…
Ancient forebears drilling wood to create fire, banishing darkness and cold for living beings!
Sages tasting all manner of herbs, curing misery and disease for all the land!
Heroes battling countless trials, clearing flooded rivers for the common people!
…
These were sacred figures of humanity, woven into the fabric of the Saintly Path’s tispace. The Sacred Fla of humanity passed from hand to hand, blazing brightly, ever-constant, forging the brilliance of this dinsion!
But ultimately, all the images were buried in dust, all the light swallowed by darkness. The Sacred Soil fell silent; black mist surged deeply within. At the source of this realm, there lay a staircase of ti. And upon this staircase sat a figure.
It was a supre dark entity—his visage completely indistinct, for his face resembled a fatal black hole, as if he himself was nothing but pure darkness!
Beside him, on the staircase of ti, floated a cluster of black flas, jumping and flickering with echoes of countless anguished wails.
That was… the Dark Holy Fla!
“Darkness reigns; the world is without light.”
The dark supre seated on the staircase spoke. He rose, step by step, and declared:
“You once infiltrated past eras, stealing the Saintly Path Fla. Now, this realm has been suppressed by my master. There is no Saintly Path Fla to take, no Source of the Holy Path to use. You must cease your heaven-defying acts!”
The unfathomable darkness spoke toward the celestial curtain and its strokes.
But the master of those strokes did not respond. Instead, yet another stroke descended upon the heavens!
“You’ve lost the Immortal Dao Origin… Dark One, you are bold, but today, it appears I’ll need to deliver you a strike!”
A mass of darkness stepped out from the Dark Holy Land. The mont he appeared, the entire world plunged into absolute darkness!
The sun’s light was obscured; the divine moon’s essence faded; stars dimd; flas vanished—everything sank into a void of pitch-black night!
And this was the Dark One’s path… the Path of No Light!
Whichever place it reached, for all eternity, there was no light.
At this mont, all living creatures in the world fell into overwhelming fear.
“No, I feel as if I’m alone… stranded in a desolate darkness…”
“Brother, Master, where are you? Mistress, please don’t leave …”
“Fear… solitude… What’s the use of all my cultivation if eternal darkness suffocates ?”
The cries of terrified mortals echoed.
Pure darkness ca crashing down, isolating everyone, shaking their Dao hearts to the very core!
The Dark One, now fully manifested above the Forbidden World, clasped his hands together—the source of all darkness—and softly spoke:
“Please, withdraw your hand!”
The darkness he radiated resembled a swarm of ravenous demons, lunging toward the heavenly curtain and its strokes!
The darkness touched the brushstrokes.
Boom!
But it was like dew eting the blazing sun, instantly evaporated. The dark form quivered violently, his figure nearly tearing apart.
With just a single touch, the Dark One had already been defeated!
“Even with the loss of the Immortal Dao Origin, do I still fail to qualify for a strike from you…”
The Dark One muttered, his voice tinged with pain!
He had dared to act because that being… had already lost the Immortal Dao Origin.
Their realm of power was no longer as stable as before!
And he was one of the supre’s strongest, his Path of No Light unrivaled.
Yet, just now, those few strokes of the heavenly curtain didn’t even actively attack him. He had put forth every effort, only to touch it—and lose.
The other had not issued a strike but rely continued painting, and this alone had caused his defeat…
“No wonder you once challenged the past eras outright…”
The Dark One murmured and said:
“You are powerful, yet sadly, in this lifeti, you cannot claim the Saintly Path Fla. In this world, no one can tread the forbidden path you pioneered!”
“My master has left the Fla of Darkness. Even if so flicker of Human’s Way Fla manages to ignite in this world, it will be aningless…”
He lowered his gaze to Qing Chen, adding:
“Within the Saintly Path Tispace, countless flickers of Human’s Way Fla were lit, yet all were extinguished.”
“In the face of my master’s Dark Holy Fla, all flas of humanity will perish…”
“Even that one cannot surpass my master’s Dark Holy Fla!”
“The Holy Path Fla you light shall be surely extinguished!”
Upon hearing this, Qing Chen calmly replied:
“Oh?”
“The Dark Holy Fla… sounds terribly scary.”
“Except it seems… soone already swiped your fla.”
The Dark One froze briefly, instinctively turning back to look.
In the heart of the Dark Holy Land, soone had stealthily traversed the endless darkness, reached the staircase of ti, and pilfered the Dark Holy Fla…
Now, that figure was running off as fast as they could—their movent was absurdly swift…
“What?!”
The Dark One was utterly dumbfounded, shouting in disbelief: This can’t be real!
Who could walk out of the darkness of the Path of No Light, let alone delve into the depths of the Dark Holy Land and steal his master’s Dark Holy Fla?
“You—a Divine Jumper?! Return my master’s fla!!”
He finally reacted, his voice bursting with fury!
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