Follow the path of Dao from infancy Chapter 1729 Chapter 438: This Disciple Has Not Failed You (Part 2)
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The youth slowly unfurled his eyelids, exposing rare double pupils—one as dark as the abyss, the other as white as bone. These were the legendary Holy Demon Eyes, famous throughout the Primordial True Realm!
“To think these 23 Chaos Laws have reached such an apex. If I hadn't lost my destiny, I can only imagine how arduous mastering the supreme 24 Chaos Laws would have been!”
Following his quiet murmur, his form blurred and flickered, reappearing instantly at the Emperor Hall located on the primary peak of the Original Land.
He entered the grand hall, intent on seeking his master’s counsel regarding the esoteric techniques required to fuse 23 Chaos Laws.
The session was brief. Although he received pointers from his master and gained fresh perspectives, the actual blending of Chaos Laws—even with the guidance of an Immortal Emperor—offered little in the way of a direct shortcut. Such a feat touched upon the ultimate limits of an Immortal Lord; at this level, external assistance could only provide a slight nudge forward rather than a definitive solution.
Regardless, such a minor push was the very thing countless geniuses spent their lives dreaming of.
In many cases, a single subtle hint is the pivot upon which a breakthrough turns!
“Hmm?”
As he stepped out of the Emperor Hall, intending to return to his meditation, a flood of messages reached him. He scanned them with a casual air, but his gaze suddenly sharpened:
“Fusing 21 Chaos Laws? And in only a century?”
His eyes narrowed as he scoured the Chaos Heavenly Dao list for the perpetrator. Among those who had merged 21 layers of Chaos Laws, the name “Haotian” was nowhere to be found. He realized immediately that the individual had masked their details.
“Hmph!”
“An Emperor reincarnation? How fascinating. It appears the Endless Heavenly Domain will become quite spirited two centuries from now!”
A chilling sneer curled the young man’s lips. The prospect of competing against a reincarnated emperor in this era did not intimidate him; instead, it ignited a fierce passion.
The more competition, the better!
Devoid of fear or anxiety, he felt only a burning ambition to crush this Emperor reincarnation under his heel, using the fallen sovereign’s prestige as a stepping stone to ascend the heavens!
“My destiny is mine to command. Even if you were once an emperor, you are now reduced to a mere Human Race bloodline. If you prove to be a nuisance, I have no qualms about sending you to your second reincarnation!”
With a newfound sense of vigilance, he retreated to his mountain cave to resume his Cultivation.
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“Blending 21 Chaos Laws?”
Elsewhere in the Original Land, upon a different peak, a youth clad in dark golden armor received the news, his expression twisting in shock.
Ever since his initial loss to that opponent, he believed he knew the limits of the other's bottleneck. Who could have predicted that after a few short decades of silence, the man would experience such a meteoric rise!
To leap from nine blended Chaos Laws to 21 so abruptly was staggering!
By comparison, even with his own prodigious talent, successfully blending 12 Chaos Laws would normally require five or six centuries of effort!
“This is bad!”
A sudden realization hit him regarding the blood duel "gift" he had orchestrated for Li Hao!
He had used the lure of fragmented Emperor Techniques to manipulate an expert who had blended 16 Chaos Laws into a blood duel with Li Hao, hoping to either cripple or kill him.
But now...
Before he could reach for his Jade Token to abort the plan, the device began to vibrate violently.
Linking his divine sense to it, he was met with a frantic voice:
“Disaster has struck, Brother Bai Shen! Brother Kong Nie has been slain in his blood duel against Haotian!”
The face of the youth in dark golden armor drained of color; he was a moment too late.
“Brother Bai Shen, the Vermilion Blood Peacock Clan of the Chaos Ancient Clan begs you to petition the Original Immortal Emperor to resurrect Brother Kong Nie.”
The voice was thick with desperation and pleading.
Bai Shen tightened his grip until his knuckles turned white. His master had never secured Kong Nie’s Soul Heart; how could a revival even be possible?
The only way would be to harness the Power of the Heavenly Dao to invert space-time. While an Immortal Emperor certainly possessed the strength to do so within the Primordial True Realm, the cost in Heavenly Dao Power was immense. It wasn't a question of ability, but of whether the life was worth such a price.
“What price is the Vermilion Blood Peacock Clan prepared to pay?”
Bai Shen asked in a low, heavy voice.
Since he was the one who sent the man, Kong Nie’s death would be a severe blow to his reputation within the Original Land.
“The Vermilion Blood Peacock Clan has offered three Domain Artifacts consecrated with Heavenly Dao Blood in exchange!”
Bai Shen exhaled slowly. The Vermilion Blood Peacock Clan understood the gravity of the situation, yet he knew this alone might not move his master. He would likely have to sacrifice something of his own as well.
“I understand. I shall petition my master for his aid,” he answered.
“Our deepest thanks, Brother Bai Shen!”
The voice on the other end was quick to offer gratitude, but the moment the connection severed, the speaker spat in disgust:
“That Bai Shen has now sent two people to their deaths against Haotian. He clearly knows he's facing an Emperor reincarnation, yet he's too cowardly to fight himself, choosing instead to send others as cannon fodder. Truly a despicable member of the Human Race!”
Within the Original Land, the majority of disciples hailed from the Chaos Ancient Clan, the same race as the Original Immortal Emperor. The few humans present were generally viewed with contempt.
“Damnable freak... merging 21 Chaos Laws in only a hundred years is impossible!”
Once the Jade Pendant went cold, Bai Shen’s rage boiled over, but then a thought struck his mind like a thunderbolt, filling him with pure terror:
“Could he be more than just a true disciple? Could he be... my former master’s reincarnation?!”
“Was my master never truly dead?!”
The mere thought made his skin crawl with dread.
If his former master discovered his betrayals and schemes, the retribution would be horrific!
He felt a bone-chilling cold as he considered his current position—apprenticed to the Original Immortal Emperor and relying on the Southern Domain Venerable. No, it was impossible. He had personally watched his master exhaust his Dao, drain his Heavenly Dao Power, and fall beneath the blades of the Ancient Demon Emperor and his allies. He was dead. There was no way he could have survived.