Capítulo 1150: Chapter 354: “It’s Been a Tough Journey All the Way Here.”
Until this mont—
The essence of the Heavenly Dao, its Divine Soul, had been completely destroyed!
This Heavenly Dao, which once controlled countless continents, was laid bare in its weakest state and destroyed by Chen Qiu.
If there were a “List of Unwilling,” Heavenly Dao would certainly be number one.
If it hadn’t chosen Da Xia Country as its place of slumber, if it hadn’t been struck at its weakest state, if not for…
Among countless possibilities, if even one hadn’t aligned, the Heavenly Dao would have attained absolute victory. But alas, perhaps in another tiline it might win, but in this one, Chen Qiu made the winning move.
The next mont!
“Boom!!!”
A roaring sound echoed across all the continents, and if one were to stand in Nihility, they would see the Heavenly Dao Shackles outside every continent slowly collapsing and converging towards adjacent continents.
The Heavenly Dao is dead.
After its death, the countless avatars of the Heavenly Dao’s consciousness on each continent vanished into dust, bringing about the collapse of its program. Consequently, the continents would rge into one, akin to the Nangong Continent.
No Heavenly Dao Decree.
No various rankings.
No Secret Realms.
Only this power called “entry” remained.
And in shattering the Heavenly Dao, Chen Qiu absorbed all its power into himself. The powers that were once unique to the Heavenly Dao, he now possessed, including the “black entries” and “grey entries,” as well as the ans to create Supre Treasures of the Heavenly Dao.
From now on, if he so wished, he could be the Heavenly Dao.
This grand fusion of Heaven and Earth.
Lasted three days and nights.
Extrely brief, much shorter than Chen Qiu anticipated—only three days and nights, and all continents unified into one, returning to the form of a previously imnse continent.
And “Da Xia Country” occupied the central position.
Perhaps now Da Xia Country’s strength is unremarkable on this continent, but in years to co, it will be “Central State,” the place all cultivators aspire to and worship, solely because it was the birthplace of Chen Qiu’s rise.
“Let’s na it.”
Fat Long stood above Da Xia Country, gazing at the vast, boundless continent with so excitent: “Just like the Jiang Taiping Continent back in the day, Brother Qiu, you should na this continent as well.”
“What are you saying.”
Jiang Buping retorted irritably: “You think Chen Qiu is as vulgar as ? Back then I…”
Before he finished speaking,
Everyone on the continent heard a hoarse yet majestic voice.
“The Heavenly Dao has perished. From this day forth, there will no longer be distinctions between First Grade Continent and the Twelfth Grade Immortal Realm. All continents are unified as one.”
“I shall na it ‘Emperor Qiu Continent’. ”
“May we all beco as dragons.”
…
“What’s wrong?”
Chen Qiu chuckled, turning his head to gaze at Jiang Buping, his eyes filled with pride and teasing: “Can’t I na it after myself? Is it tacky? I think it’s quite fitting.”
“July Cat.”
“You shall continue to serve as the Heavenly Dao.”
“When I was facing the Immortal Emperor Tribunal, I said sothing, and although I teased you, part of it was sincere. I believe the existence of Secret Realms and Heavenly Dao Decrees offered many a path to ascend.”
“They should be preserved.”
“The Heavenly Dao Decree will be re-recorded by you. When a cultivator reaches a certain achievent or encounters a special event, the corresponding Heavenly Dao Decree will be triggered. Try to keep it formal, not too frivolous.”
“Alright.” July Cat nodded seriously, then hesitantly asked, “But… what about the Secret Realms?”
“After the continent’s re-fusion, all Secret Realms were destroyed. We need to recreate the Secret Realms, and that won’t be an easy task.”
“I’ll enlist help from Free Agency.”
Chen Qiu’s thoughts reached into the small world’s countless residents from the Hundred Cities, smiling: “So people excel at creating Secret Realms. Leave such professional tasks to the professionals.”
Over the years,
The “Artifact Spirit Clan” had flourished and now occupied the Hundred Cities. Their ancestors were Artifact Spirits of large Secret Realms, and they have unparalleled expertise in crafting Secret Realms.
Let’s leave them to gradually craft the Secret Realms.
“All rankings need to be re-established.”
“Speaking of which…”
Chen Qiu suddenly rembered sothing and glanced at Xiong Gao nearby: “Assign this task; I want to create an autobiography. Find soone to help with it; my deeds are well-known, and if details are unclear, they can consult .”
“This task I’ll leave to you and Fat Long.”
“As for the book’s title…”
“Sothing grounded, like ‘Cultivating Immortality in Chaotic Tis’. ”
“I think it fits the the well, don’t you?”
“I see no problem!” Xiong Gao nodded earnestly and excitedly: “Rest assured, Master. I’ll ensure this autobiography spreads across every corner of the continent.”
“Alright.”
Chen Qiu felt a wave of relief wash over him, gesturing for everyone to disperse: “Let’s disband. In three days, as is tradition, we celebrate!”
“This ti, everyone joins!”
“Call them all!”
“Agreed!” Ba Dan and others shouted excitedly.
…
After Chen Qiu departed,
Fat Long was the first to find Xiong Gao, his expression serious and stern: “I’ve known Brother Qiu the longest. I understand much more about many things, so I’ll handle writing the earlier parts of the story.”
As he spoke, his eyes instinctively swiveled around.
Given this chance,
He might not portray himself as extrely valorous, but he’d at least take advantage of poetic license to cast himself in a better light—this autobiography would surely be widely circulated, and what if he ended up being criticized by others?
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