"Left or right, it's rely about achieving the Tao Realm."
Without pausing his steps, Qing Yu's montum surged with every step.
Indeed, the requirent for longevity is to achieve the Tao Realm, and Qing Yu had already seen it quite clearly.
Even his Six-star Saint and Demon Embryo couldn't break the thousand-year lifespan limit, so what thod could the Dao Ancestor have for immortality?
There is only one way, which is to achieve the Tao Realm. Not a potent potential Six-star like the Saint and Demon Embryo, but a truly powerful Six-star Tao Realm.
"It seems you understand it quite well," "Xuan Du" remarked with slight surprise, smiling.
"I also know that the Tao Realm can grant longevity, but it's not without its limitations, otherwise, you wouldn't need to use Xuan Du's body to manifest in this world."
"That's true. The Supre Inheritors are all people close to the Dao. And I—"
Xuan Du's eyes shone mystically, as if countless Dao Miao brewed within. Though his human form was still present, his spirit had already changed, as if becoming the source of ten thousand ways, "—am the Dao."
The Dao Ancestor is the Dao, at least the Dao of the Supre Taoist Sect. The so-called closeness of the Supre Inheritors refers to being close to him, hence each generation of Supre Inheritors being his alternate dwelling.
"But you can't influence the Supre Taoist of this generation, can you? Otherwise, you wouldn't need to use Xuan Du's body." Qing Yu paused his steps, his aura rising to the extre.
By now, Qing Yu had basically confird that the one occupying Xuan Du's body was the Dao Ancestor. After all, Xuan Du was also a Supre Daoist, and the observing Qing Yu was not far from becoming a Supre warrior.
The only one who could occupy Xuan Du's body and be inscrutable to Qing Yu must be the Tao Realm.
'No, he's not occupying, but is infusing Xuan Du with his own will,' Qing Yu thought to himself.
Xuan Du remained Xuan Du, whether Primordial Spirit or flesh, but his consciousness had already transford into the shape of the Dao Ancestor.
Just like Feng Jiwu, due to close contact with Qing Yu, being infused with Qing Yu's will, the close Supre Inheritors would naturally be infused with the will of the Dao Ancestor.
"Very clever junior," "Xuan Du" praised, "The Supre Inheritor of this generation could be called the strongest among all past inheritors. Even the initial generations I personally taught do not compare to him. He is close to the Dao, but the one he is close to is not ."
'Nonsense, your initial inheritors were beaten down by the Ghost Emperor,' Qing Yu thought sarcastically to himself.
The more profound the martial arts, the harder it is for disciples to surpass their masters. Even the strongest warriors can't guarantee their disciples will also be the strongest; a disciple of the Tao Realm may not also be Tao Realm, and not even necessarily the peak among Supre warriors.
The initial Supre Inheritors were indeed strong, but they paled in comparison to the Ghost Emperor, or even to the Dragon Tiger Mountain Sect Ancestor.
"It seems your limitations are great, otherwise you wouldn't fail to influence even your own successors."
As Qing Yu spoke, he slightly lowered his body.
"Hehehe." "Xuan Du" chuckled but remained silent.
The previous matters had been guessed by the other party and could be discussed, but such secrets couldn't be casually ntioned—after all, did you think the Dao Ancestor foolish?
He's lived quite long, longer than any ten-thousand-year-old turtle, but that doesn't an he's living in senility.
"Boom—"
Qing Yu suddenly stomped the ground, an incomparable force creating a deep pit, and his figure appeared before "Xuan Du" as if by instant transmission.
"One Qi Xuan Yuan."
The Xuan Yuan Qi transforms infinitely, the Dao follows the world in its movent. In the hands of Xuan Du, the "Supre Heaven Opening Scripture" was a whole different world compared to when in the hands of the Dao Ancestor.
The myriad transformations of all phenona were contained within this One Qi Xuan Yuan, yet they never strayed from their essence.
This singular mysterious action elevated Xuan Du's Realm, contending against the Supre with near-Supre strength.
But at this ti, what "Xuan Du" faced was not an ordinary Supre.
"Blood Sun Ripping Sky."
Qing Yu transford into a Blood Sun, surging blood energy like the source of life, with the heat emanating from this vitality alone enough to rival the sun's radiance.
In the face of such magnificent pure force, all transformations beca no more substantial than paper tigers.
In terms of the depth of Realm and the variation of Mystic Energy, Qing Yu was not as superior as "Xuan Du." But in terms of power, at this mont, the "Xuan Du" with the Dao Ancestor possessing him was far inferior to Qing Yu.
Under the Blood Sun, the One Qi Xuan Yuan was like a shallow pond, swiftly evaporating.
Retreat, a rapid retreat. Facing Qing Yu, who pressured purely with strength, even the Dao Ancestor in possession could only retreat. Qing Yu grabbed Elder Shiming's shoulder and sped back, covering dozens of miles in a back-and-forth motion.
"Trying to run?"
The Blood Sun accelerated again, and though "Xuan Du" still had space to retreat, he had no ti left.
At the critical mont, "Xuan Du's" figure faded, like a reflection in the mirror quickly disappearing.
Since he dared to appear, he certainly wasn't expecting to scare Qing Yu into letting him leave— that was pure wishful thinking.
His courage to co ant he was prepared to leave. This technique was "Xuan Du's" reliance.
Yet at this mont, within the Blood Sun, Qing Yu's blood-glead eyes flashed keenly, "I've been waiting for you."
The last ti he encountered Xuan Du was on the night of the fifteenth of August. Xuan Du had lost to Qing Yu using this sa technique to vanish.
But this ti, forewarned Qing Yu wouldn't let the present "Xuan Du" easily succeed.
"Boundless Eternity."
The cosmos is a collection of ti, space, and mass. Qing Yu's Mystic Universe is based on such principles, with these three as its foundation.
Now this move is the brainchild of Qing Yu—a technique called Boundless Eternity.
Transcending space, limitless and ubiquitous. In the earlier conflicts with Ji Chengtian and the Witch King, Qing Yu integrated this technique's essence into the Indigo Sea, rendering their nurical advantage ineffective.
And now, Qing Yu truly executed this move.
Behind the fading silhouette appeared another figure, Qing Yu's form, pursuing.
The next instant, Qing Yu's figure appeared beside the barrier, in front of him, a pure white barrier.
His left hand holding Elder Shiming, while his right hand firmly grasped a cluster of Xuan Yuan Qi.
"Xuan Du" had indeed escaped. Compared to the thousand-year-living Dao Ancestor, Qing Yu was still too green. But his overwhelming strength still allowed him to seize everything that should and should not be taken.
What should be taken was Elder Shiming, Qing Yu's rightful spoils, while the unwarranted seizure was the captured cluster of Xuan Yuan Qi.
At the crucial mont, "Xuan Du" dissipated into Qi to escape from Qing Yu's grip, but how could Qing Yu let him leave without paying any price? This cluster of Xuan Yuan Qi accounted for a quarter of the whole, aning Qing Yu had confiscated a quarter of "Xuan Du's" form.
"Not bad," Qing Yu chuckled, releasing Elder Shiming, "And you, Elder Shiming, after causing so much trouble for this Daoist, it's ti you paid the price."
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