After the void of the Lingluo Realm was shattered by Gu Qingfeng's powerful domain, it became a void without void.
Yet, very quickly.
The shattered void miraculously healed as if life had been restored.
Since ancient times, a saying has circulated in the Great Desolate.
As long as heaven and earth do not perish, the void will not die.
As the name implies, as long as heaven and earth do not perish, the void will not die.
Furthermore, there is another saying: as long as the Natural Order is not in chaos, the void will not disperse.
What is the void?
It signifies the empty space of the Great Natural Order.
Invisible and intangible, yet truly existing—this is the empty space, and this empty space is none other than the Great Natural Order itself.
The Great Natural Order gives birth to all things between heaven and earth, including the Three Thousand Great Daos; the Dao of Space is no exception. If it were not so, the Great Natural Order would not be revered as the Mother of Nature.
An ancient saying goes: Father Heaven, Mother Earth.
Father Heaven is the master of the Heavenly Dao, Mother Earth is the master of the Great Natural Order.
The void of the Lingluo Realm was recovering and healing.
And within the void, the great battle was also ongoing.
Gu Qingfeng, alone, was challenging the many Ancestral Patriarchs of the Great Desolate magnates.
At this moment, Gu Qingfeng was like an invincible war god, supremely majestic. No matter how profound or powerful the divine abilities of those magnate patriarchs were, he met them head-on, neither dodging nor evading. All manner of divine abilities enveloped his body, vanishing like clay oxen entering the sea. Forget harming his life, they could not even shake a single hair or the hem of his garment.
What was most shocking was that Gu Qingfeng possessed neither cultivation base nor destiny, nor did he employ any divine ability or mystic art. He used only the simplest fist and foot techniques, yet each move and stance contained boundless strength. No one could withstand them, and even the healing void shattered repeatedly under his fist.
Those watching found it unbelievable and utterly bewildering.
On Blackwater Mountain.
Old Beggar watched this scene and exclaimed in awe, "An indestructible, unstoppable force that cannot be blocked or defended against—this is the Absolute Force. An unbreakable, impregnable body, immovable as a mountain, that cannot be attacked or breached—this is the Absolute Body. From the moment this kid started fighting, this old man knew he had comprehended the Absolute Dao!"
First the Dao of Darkness, then the Dao of Silence, followed by the Dao of Slaughter, the Dao of Death, and now adding the Absolute Dao.
Comprehending a single Great Dao in one's lifetime was already a peerless fortune and destiny. Yet this guy had comprehended five Great Daos in one breath.
If they were just ordinary five Great Daos, it wouldn't have shocked an Ancestral Patriarch from the Abyss like Old Beggar so much.
The truth was, Old Beggar knew that the five Great Daos Gu Qingfeng had comprehended were all damn Forbidden Great Daos.
For one person to comprehend five Forbidden Great Daos—this was no longer some damn fortune or destiny; it was simply a disaster, a nightmare. A disaster for the Three Thousand Great Daos and a nightmare for their Great Desolate world.
"No wonder the Ancestral Patriarchs of the Three Thousand Great Daos all want to erase this kid. If it were this old man, I wouldn't allow such a monstrous existence to live either. Moreover, even if this kid weren't the Original Sin person, just based on these Forbidden Great Daos he's comprehended, the Three Thousand Great Daos would have no place for him."
Beside him, Heishui stared at Gu Qingfeng and said, "Do you think the taboos on him are limited to just these?"
Hearing this.
"What do you mean?"
Old Beggar's heart skipped a beat as he asked in shock and suspicion, "You mean there are still more taboos on him?
What other taboos are there?"
"Just keep watching and you'll see."
"Watch what?
What else is there to watch!"
Old Beggar said unhappily, "Since the Nine Heavens Immortal Dao clearly stated they won't show themselves, this show is basically over. If the Nine Heavens Immortal Dao doesn't show, those old turtles from the Holy Lands, Forbidden Lands, and the Abyss won't reveal themselves either. Not only will they not show, but the Ancestral Patriarchs from the Thirty-Six Grotto-Heavens and Seventy-Two Blessed Lands haven't shown either. Even the true Ancestral Patriarchs of the Great Desolate magnates haven't appeared. Most of those who have shown are just second-rate patriarchs of the Great Desolate magnates who can't even make it onto the main stage, and damn it, most of them are just avatars with courage smaller than a fly's."
"Heh!"
Heishui laughed, "Their courage is small, but is yours any bigger?"
"This old man, I..." Old Beggar's face flushed red as he stubbornly retorted, "Aren't you the same?
We're six of one and half a dozen of the other; no one should laugh at anyone else."
Indeed.
They were six of one and half a dozen of the other, because both Old Beggar and Heishui were currently avatars.
Not only them, but most of the Ancestral Patriarchs lurking in the shadows—whether from Holy Lands, Forbidden Lands, the Abyss, Grotto-Heavens, Blessed Lands, and so on—were also avatars.
The reason was simple.
They had all fallen into slumber at the end of the Ancient Era. Although they had awakened in the Present-Ancient Era, because they had slept for too long, their true bodies were extremely weak and were all recuperating and gradually recovering.
Of course.
There was another most important reason: the situation in the Present-Ancient Era was unclear, the waters were too deep, and no one knew how many terrifying existences had revived. No one dared to appear with their true bodies lightly, all fearing to provoke existences they shouldn't. This included Heishui and Old Beggar as well. After all, they had both emerged from the Abyss and were existences guilty of heinous crimes, intolerable to heaven and earth. Even appearing as avatars now carried great risk.
"Sister Heishui, there's one thing this old man doesn't quite understand."
Old Beggar narrowed his eyes and glanced at the various Ancestral Patriarchs lurking in the shadows of the Lingluo Realm, saying, "You say now that even the Nine Heavens aren't showing themselves, why aren't they leaving? What are they still staying here for?
Could they really be counting on the Old Heaven to judge this kid to death with the Heavenly Thunder's voice?"
As he spoke, Old Beggar chuckled, looking up at the sky, "If the Old Heaven really wanted to take action against this kid, it would have damn well done so long ago. Would it just be thundering without raining here?
Besides, even this old man can't grasp the pulse of the Old Heaven; I doubt they have that capability either."
Heishui responded, "The Heavenly Dao has always been profound and unpredictable, mysterious and bizarre, not to mention its actions are ever-changing. How could those magnates not know this principle? If it weren't for this, these Ancestral Patriarchs wouldn't have placed their bets on the Nine Heavens Immortal Dao this time either."
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
Old Beggar grinned, "Since they placed their bets on the Nine Heavens Immortal Dao, and the Nine Heavens Immortal Dao has already given up, why are they still staying here?
Even the damn Great Dao Destiny Hearts they used as their betting chips have been crushed by this kid. What are they still hanging around for?
Waiting for this kid to return the Destiny Hearts to them?"
"If I'm not mistaken, these Ancestral Patriarchs have probably already changed their plans."
"Changed their plans?
What plans?"
"With the Nine Heavens Immortal Dao giving up, they know there's no hope of erasing the Nine Nethers Emperor this time, so they're preparing to settle for second best."
"Settle for second best?"
Old Beggar was still not quite understanding. He had just emerged from seclusion and entered the world, and before he could even figure out the situation in the Great Desolate, he had hurried over. Having been suppressed in the Abyss for countless epochs and endless years, Old Beggar had long been disconnected from the Great Desolate and naturally didn't know what schemes these Ancestral Patriarchs were conspiring.