Amazing! Did they give me the wrong newbie gift pack?

Mo Xie stood with his hands behind his back on the ruins of the Star Sea Palace, his five fingers gently stroking the spines of the five king swords. The newly absorbed Primordial Laws flowed across the swords like living things, outlining complex Heavenly Dao patterns.

In the distant depths of chaos, the outline of the Chaos Temple appears and disappears amidst the misty fog. The four characters "The Beginning of Chaos" on the temple gate gleam with a cold purple light, like the fangs of an ancient beast, ready to tear apart any ant that dares to approach.

"Report—!"

A crimson streak tore through the void. The messenger of the Judgment Legion knelt on one knee, golden blood dripping from his twelve pairs of wings of light onto stardust, burning sizzling craters into the ground: "Palace Master! An urgent report has arrived from the Netherworld Palace: the remnants of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, in conjunction with the Chaos Temple, are resurrecting the ancient Chaos Beast Taotie at the Burial God Star Tomb!"

The messenger's voice trembled, clearly indicating that he had been ambushed several times on his way. Mo Xie's eyes narrowed, and the coordinates of the Burial God Star Tomb instantly became clear in his mind—it was the "Abyss of Entropy" in the myriad realms, where a slumbering horde of chaotic beasts, sealed by the ancient Heavenly Dao using itself as bait, lay dormant, each bearing the destructive laws of the early universe.

Tomb of the God Buried Star

Mo Fan looked down at the overwhelming figures below, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"I thought it was something else! It's just a Primordial Taotie! If it were a top-tier Primordial Being like Elder Qinglong, I would be somewhat wary, but a ferocious beast-level Primordial Being thinks it can stop my Wuji Heavenly Palace?!"

As his strength increased, Mo Fan's fearless nature became increasingly unruly, coupled with Mo Xie's constant teaching that if you have the strength, you should do what you want.

If you're weak and get beaten up, just keep it to yourself! Wait until you're strong enough to get revenge.

So it can be said that Mo Fan has basically spent the last few years getting beaten up and seeking revenge.

Not to mention that the Yin-Yang Demon Emperor Technique is originally a demonic cultivation method, which is all about doing whatever you want and acting recklessly.

"Mo Fan! You are too arrogant! If it were the Palace Master of your Wuji Heavenly Palace, it would be one thing! But you are just a prince of the Emperor! How dare you be so presumptuous!"

A man shrouded in a gray robe looked at Mo Fan, who was unleashing his aura in the sky, his eyes filled with icy killing intent.

"You bedbug from the gutter! Who do you think you are? You're a useless piece of trash who hides away all day and is too ashamed to show your face! And you dare to show any murderous intent towards me?"

Looking at the gray-robed man below who made no attempt to conceal his murderous intent towards him, Mo Fan sneered disdainfully and launched an attack without saying a word.

Mo Fan's cold laugh carried a chilling aura, and pitch-black demonic energy burst forth from his body, condensing into a black demonic hand that blotted out the sky in his palm.

The palm lines were intertwined with the Yin-Yang symbol of two fish, and the edges were churning with Netherworld karmic fire. Wherever it passed, the space cracked like a shattered mirror, revealing dark red void rifts behind it.

"Eternal Heavenly Demon Palm!"

The demonic hand slammed down, compressing the air into a sharp whistling sound, while the primordial Taotie below roared deafeningly. Its hundreds of thousands of meters in size were enough to blot out the sky. Its bizarre shape—a sheep's body with a human face—instantly evoked a sense of utter eeriness.

Above the human face, two eyes were wide open, flashing with a greedy and fierce light, like two cold will-o'-the-wisps, spying on everything in the darkness. And those eyes were located under the armpits. Whenever it raised its arms, it seemed as if two sinister gazes shot out from an eerie angle, making people's hair stand on end.

Its mouth is filled with sharp tiger teeth, like gleaming blades, which can tear its prey to pieces with a single snap.

Its sound is like a baby crying, yet it carries an eerie echo. In the quiet night, this sound seems to penetrate the soul, stirring up deep-seated fears and luring the unsuspecting towards its deadly maw.

Mo Fan's Eternal Demon Palm pressed down with a world-destroying aura, but the Primordial Taotie showed no fear. Its massive body soared into the air, its ram head opening to an almost tearing degree, revealing the chaotic black mist churning in its throat.

Countless fragments of laws were suspended within the black mist, each shimmering with the radiance of the Heavenly Dao from a different dimension—this ferocious beast had devoured countless guardians of the Heavenly Dao, and was now transforming the accumulated power of laws into the means of its counterattack.

“Hurrah!”

The roar of the Taotie mingled with the cries of countless wronged souls as its pitch-black demonic hand collided violently with the chaotic black mist. In an instant, spatial rifts spread like a spiderweb, and the golden blood of law seeping from the rifts intertwined with the black demonic energy, condensing in the air into a gigantic yin-yang symbol. Mo Fan's pupils constricted upon seeing this; he knew this was not an ordinary clash of energy, but rather a struggle between two completely different systems of law for control of space.

"Interesting. It actually managed to refine the devoured power of laws into chaotic demonic mist." Mo Fan licked his lips, a gleam of excitement in his eyes. "But do you think this can stop this Imperial Prince?"

With a flick of his fingertips, the yin-yang fish pattern on his demonic palm suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light, actually integrating the world-suppressing laws of the Boundless Heavenly Palace into the demonic cultivation technique. Within the originally pure dark demonic energy, orderly patterns suddenly appeared, each like a golden chain, cutting the chaotic demonic mist into countless small pieces.

Seeing this, the gray-robed man could no longer sit still. Seventy-two gray lights flew out from his sleeve, each transforming into a ferocious beast phantom of a different form—Qiongqi, Hundun, Taotie… These were none other than the remnants of the legendary "Four Ancient Fiends." These phantoms roared in unison, coalescing behind Taotie into a "fierce and malevolent sky curtain," which actually shattered Mo Fan's chains of law.

"Ignorant brat, how dare you run wild in the Burial God Star Tomb?" The gray-robed man's voice carried a chilling laugh.

"Even the Primordial Heavenly Dao was buried here back then. Do you think a mere imperial prince can get through?"

He raised his hand and waved it, and the ferocious beast phantoms on the sky suddenly turned their heads simultaneously, all looking at Mo Fan. The next moment, countless streams of malevolent energy transformed into black light, piercing through the spatial rift and striking directly at Mo Fan's brow.

Mo Fan neither dodged nor avoided the light, letting it pierce his forehead, his smile widening instead: "The Burial God Star Tomb? Sounds like a suitable place to bury you."

His demonic energy suddenly surged, and the Yin-Yang Demon Emperor Technique was pushed to its limit, actually reversing the flow and swallowing the malevolent power into his body. The gray-robed man was horrified to discover that the remnant souls of the four ferocious beasts that he had been cultivating for many years were now being decomposed and absorbed by the Yin-Yang Twin Fish Diagram within Mo Fan's body, transforming into the purest demonic energy.

"You...you actually dared to devour the Fiendish Law?!"

"Why wouldn't I dare?" Mo Fan raised his hand and pulled open his collar, revealing the yin-yang fish birthmark on his chest, which was flashing with an eerie red light. "The Yin-Yang Demon Emperor Technique that I cultivate is based on the Heavenly Dao as bait and the laws as food. Your little tricks are just extra food for me."

Before he finished speaking, the phantoms of the eighteen levels of hell suddenly appeared behind him, each level imprisoning a different powerful demon. These phantoms all opened their eyes, looking down at the gluttonous beast and the gray-robed man, their eyes filled with ravenous greed.

"Now, it's my turn."

As Mo Fan finished speaking, an overwhelming pressure, powerful enough to obliterate everything, instantly enveloped the entire Burial God Star Tomb.

"Eternal Yin-Yang Demon Emperor Technique! Eternal Heavenly Demon Art!!"

Mo Fan formed hand seals, and countless chains flew out from the hellish phantom, each chain wrapped with karmic fire and demonic energy, precisely binding the gluttonous beast's limbs and neck. The primordial gluttonous beast struggled frantically, only to find its power being continuously drained by the chains and injected into Mo Fan's body.

The gray-robed man finally realized something was wrong and turned to flee, only to see Mo Fan flick a beam of blood-red light from his fingertip, instantly piercing through his dantian. The blood-red light contained the laws of yin and yang, actually splitting his source power in two, one half rising as pure qi and the other sinking as turbid qi.

"You... are you human or demon?" The gray-robed man knelt on the ground, watching his body gradually become transparent, his eyes filled with despair.

"Me?" Mo Fan arrived, his demonic energy coalescing into a gigantic yin-yang symbol beneath his feet. "I am the Yin-Yang Demon Emperor of the Boundless Heavenly Palace, the Grim Reaper who will soon raze the Burial God Star Tomb. And you—"

He raised his hand and grabbed the horns of the Taotie, forcefully pressing this ferocious beast, which was hundreds of thousands of meters tall, to the ground. "It is nothing more than a stepping stone on my path to enlightenment."

The Yin-Yang Demon Emperor Sword materialized from the void, its blade reflecting the gray-robed man's terrified face. Mo Fan's lips curled into a cruel smile as he swung the sword down. In an instant, the sky above the Burial God Star Tomb was stained crimson, and countless fragments of Dao Laws rained down, bringing this one-sided massacre to an end.

...........

The Undying Celestial Empire

It does not fall into the capital.

As the only divine dynasty in the entire universe that spans countless planes, its power is enough to rank it among the top five in the entire universe.

As the most prosperous capital of the Celestial Empire,

The Immortal Capital is suspended in the "Cracks of Heavenly Dao" among all the heavens and myriad realms, and is composed of ninety-nine floating islands arranged in the "Zhou Tian Xing Dou Array".

Each floating island is tens of thousands of miles wide, and the islands are connected by "space-time rainbow bridges". Liquid light of laws flows on the rainbow bridges, and when people walk across them, they leave behind star trail-like afterimages.

The central floating island, the "Ziwei Imperial Palace," pierces the clouds, and the "Heavenly Mandate Imperial Seal" atop the palace exudes golden dragon energy year-round. It is the core of the Undying Celestial Dynasty's control over countless planes.

Every brick in the capital city is engraved with "peace incantations," which inexplicably inspire awe in mortals who step on them. The city walls are forged from "bone of the Heavenly Dao," and their surfaces are projected with the achievements of emperors throughout history—one section of the wall is showing footage of the first emperor leading a million heavenly soldiers to conquer another dimension, and the soldiers' shouts can even penetrate time and space, causing the eardrums of passing cultivators to vibrate.

Throughout the city, "fountains of law" can be seen, spewing not water but materialized power of rules: the law of justice solidifies into scales, the law of wisdom transforms into flowing scrolls, and the law of war becomes burning swords and spears. If an ordinary cultivator can catch even a trace of this power of law, they can instantly comprehend the corresponding Dao.

Most striking were the patrols of the "Celestial Empire's Imperial Guards," each soldier clad in "Imperial Supreme Battle Armor," from which dragon energy seeped, leaving golden dragon claw marks with every step. The "Heavenly Mandate Talismans" hanging from their waists were inscribed with the ancestral precepts of the Celestial Empire.

"Those who follow the will of Heaven prosper, those who defy it perish."

However, this divine capital, which usually inspires fear and longing in countless lives, was now more solemn and dignified than ever before.

The ten legions of the Undying Divine Dynasty were scattered throughout the entire capital city. One after another, the illusory formations that blotted out the sky enveloped the area around the capital. Countless top experts of the Divine Dynasty watched the Heavenly Palace descending from the sky with solemn expressions.

As the towering, sky-covering Boundless Heavenly Palace burst through the void above the Undying Divine Dynasty, the first Undying Emperor roared with unwavering resolve, "All generals, heed my command!"

"I obey my lord's command!!"

As the Undying Emperor roared, tens of millions of soldiers of the Undying Divine Dynasty responded in unison to the ruler they served.

The First Undying Emperor!

An entity that led the Undying Divine Dynasty from a small world to a divine dynasty.

Almost every citizen of the Undying Divine Dynasty is the most fervent fan of this emperor.

However..........

"Boundless Heavenly Palace! Break the formation!"

A cold command was issued.

Led by Mo Fan, Xiao Yan, and Ye Fan, the six imperial princes of the Wuji Heavenly Palace and their subordinate holy sons immediately formed a grand formation belonging to their respective heavenly palaces around the imperial princes they were affiliated with.

Yin-Yang Heavenly Demon Formation! Four Symbols Divine King Formation! Fiery Prison Soul-Suppressing Formation! Myriad Beasts Paying Homage to Ancestor Formation! Netherworld Boundary Formation! Supreme Imperial Zhou Tian Formation!

As the Six Paths Formation rose into the air, the six illusory phantoms in the Boundless Heavenly Palace became increasingly solid.

"Do you remember when our ancestors raised the first dragon flag on the wasteland ten thousand years ago? Do you remember when the emperors of all dynasties used blood as ink and bones as pens to write the words 'Never Fall' in the cracks coveted by gods and demons? From the snowy ice plains to the scorching seas, from the netherworld to the celestial palace, when have the people of our divine dynasty ever knelt before heaven and earth? When have they ever retreated because of war?"

today!

Evil spirits from beyond the realm are knocking on the gates, and demons surround the city walls. This is truly a crisis unprecedented in the 500,000-year history of our divine dynasty! They call us "human ants" and say they will turn our divine dynasty into a second "annihilation ruin"—but look behind you!

It is the swaddled infant in the myriad lights of homes, the morning bells and evening drums on the bluestone paths, and the gilded plaque in front of the Imperial Academy that reads "Great Harmony Under Heaven"! These are the mountains and rivers that our ancestors supported with their backs, and the everyday life that billions of people breathe!

Ladies and gentlemen!

At this juncture, a single step back would mean utter annihilation, a mere half-inch's retreat would plunge you into eternal damnation! I see the rust on your armor, medals earned from battles against ancient beasts; I see the bloodshot in your eyes, the flames of war that have burned for three thousand years guarding the frontier! Today, let the gods and demons of the nine heavens see—what it means for "the emperor to guard the nation's gates, and for his subjects to die for the state"! What it means for "the sons of the divine dynasty to not retreat a single step"!

Listen to my command!

Those who wield weapons should slay all invading enemies; those who hold writing brushes should inscribe their undying will; even those who are merely kitchen helpers should use steamed buns as shields and woodcutting knives as spears, so that the thieves know that every grain of dust on this land is engraved with the words "Never Falling"!

After today!

If we die on the battlefield, our souls will return to Mount Tai, becoming part of the Divine Dynasty's mountain range; if our blood is spilled in the long river, our bones will sink into the abyss, forging an iron wall to suppress demons! When future generations climb the city walls, they can point to the shattered enemy flag in the clouds and say, "Look! This is the unyielding spirit of the Divine Dynasty!"

Gentlemen, please observe—

The rising sun has pierced through the clouds, and the golden dragon of the divine dynasty soars ablaze! Follow me, wield your sword, and cleave through this calamity! Follow me, raise your arms, and shout out the vow of a thousand years ago—

As long as the divine dynasty stands, the sun and moon will shine forever! Our mountains and rivers will be eternally secure, indestructible through countless calamities!

As the Emperor's rousing shouts echoed throughout the entire Undying Dynasty, the eyes of the ten Undying Legions, tens of thousands of worshippers in the Hall of Worship, and even thousands of princes of the Undying Royal Family grew increasingly bloodshot.

"To ensure the fall of the Divine Dynasty! Until the Divine Dynasty falls! May the sun and moon shine eternally! May our mountains and rivers be forever secure! May we be indestructible!!"

"To ensure the fall of the Divine Dynasty! Until the Divine Dynasty falls! May the sun and moon shine eternally! May our mountains and rivers be forever secure! May we be indestructible!!"

"To ensure the fall of the Divine Dynasty! Until the Divine Dynasty falls! May the sun and moon shine eternally! May our mountains and rivers be forever secure! May we be indestructible!!"

...............

Above the capital of the Undying Divine Dynasty, the clouds were torn to shreds by the fighting spirit, and the battle flags of the ten legions were spread out like a Great Wall of steel. Each battle flag was embroidered with the totem of the Undying Divine Dynasty—a three-legged golden crow chasing the sun, symbolizing the Dao heart of the first Undying Emperor who "shines as brightly as the sun".

Beneath the battle banner, tens of thousands of worshippers simultaneously formed hand seals, golden Dharma wheels rising from their palms. These Dharma wheels stacked into a thirty-three-layered illusory heavenly palace, pressing down on the six-path formation of the Boundless Heavenly Palace. Meanwhile, thousands of royal princes rode ancient beasts, their venom dripping from their fangs corroding the space, their roars even resonating with the Daoist chant of "Protecting the Dynasty."

The first Undying Emperor stood in the center of the battle formation, clad in a crimson-gold imperial robe embroidered with a map of millions of stars in motion, each star corresponding to a powerful figure in the divine dynasty. At this moment, he clasped his hands together, and the Dao patterns of the two characters "Undying" appeared in his palms, a natal talisman forged with the power of faith of billions of people in the divine dynasty.

"Moye! Do you know that the Divine Dynasty has existed for hundreds of thousands of years and has never bowed to any power!" His voice was like a great bell, shaking the distant mountains.

Mo Xie stood with his hands behind his back before the Wuji Heavenly Palace, watching the overwhelming onslaught, a flicker of pity in his eyes. He knew that the emperor before him was not a warmonger, but a true protector who cherished the people of the Divine Dynasty dearly. This unwavering devotion was no different from his own desire to protect the Wuji Heavenly Palace, but alas…

"There can only be one invincible position in each era." Mo Xie sighed softly, and the Myriad Dao Halberd in his hand suddenly burst forth with three thousand rays of law light. This weapon, forged from the core fragments of the Boundless Heaven Domain, transformed into a long river of laws, with each wave carrying the heavenly rules of a plane.

That's right!

The reason Mo Xie suddenly chose to launch a war against all the myriad realms was to gather the Dao essence!

The universe is never inexhaustible! Every world, no matter what kind, will eventually end and restart!

In comparison, it's just a matter of when it restarts.

The primordial universe will also undergo reincarnation. When the reincarnation begins, all life will be devoured by the Great Dao once as the initial energy for a new era.

There is only one way to escape this catastrophe!

The realm of invincibility!

Transcend the Great Dao! Transcend the Origin! Recreate your own world by taking yourself as the Great Dao!

But the amount of Dao essence required for this is astronomical! The amount of Dao essence in one era is enough for a person to recreate their own world, condense a Dao that belongs to them, and thus transcend the origin!