Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1651 - 444: Let You Alter, Ancient God's Dao (6k)_4

The people of Jinlan Mountain currently hold the highest record of a guy who, when exploring the relics, had both legs, an arm, a hand severed, and his jaw gone, yet managed to escape with just half an arm.By the way, he also bit off an enemy's neck, causing the head to fall.

Quite savage.

Yu Ziqing quieted down, continuing to read and study at Jinlan Mountain.

Watching the village chief specially train others, laughing and watching the spectacle every day.

Ten or so sessions a month, no one is allowed to be absent.

Not taking medicine to heal while slacking off? Don't even think about it.

...

In the depths of the deep sea, in that unknown perspective.

The Ancient God remains busy, gathering small waves into larger ones, and then larger waves into a tsunami-like momentum.

Without accumulating small streams, one cannot reach the sea.

If one wants to gather an unprecedented momentum, it depends on little by little accumulation.

But recently, He felt that the changes related to Dadui are becoming increasingly difficult.

Little changes made to small nodes often fail to gather into small waves.

Yet He hasn't noticed anything amiss.

Everything seems normal.

Yu Ziqing acts like a loafer, not for just one or two days, but for years.

As the village chief puts it, Yu Ziqing always exhibits such restless behavior.

But the things He's doing regarding Dadui are getting increasingly tough.

Just like when Yu Ziqing initially couldn't understand why the progress of the Super Large Spirit Transformation Array slowed down, when everything seemed normal.

Now, He also doesn't understand why it's getting harder, yet everything still seems normal.

...

In the Void, at the Land of Fallen Ancient Gods, here is as barren as ever.

Old Emperor Qian sits crossed-legged, suspended here, the ancient aura around him growing stronger, and the rustic cracks on his skin increasing.

Gradually, in this empty void, it's as if some ancient rhythm emerges, slowly merging into Old Emperor Qian's body.

Yang-Keeping Devil was both shocked and terrified, his tone trembling slightly.

"How dare you, how could you be like this!?"

"Nothing is impossible. I have mastered the Heavenly Glory Treasure Skill.

Don't you think that's all there is to this Treasure Skill?

You should know best what this Treasure Skill truly is."

"You're using me to hone your Dao, is it to make me help you master the Ancient God's Dao?" Yang-Keeping Devil's mindset was increasingly shattered.

The Ancient God and All Gods were once arch-enemies.

Yet, there were various connections between them.

Using a being from All Gods, using the Land of Fallen Ancient Gods, along with the Heavenly Glory Treasure Skill, it really might be possible to master the Ancient God's Dao.

"I've long been in contact with the Ancient God's Dao." Old Emperor Qian's expression was calm, continuing to absorb the lingering divine essence of the Ancient God from this place.

Yang-Keeping Devil didn't understand, but he was starting to feel fear.

He wasn't afraid of humans, or rather, apart from a few humans, the rest didn't bother him.

But the Ancient God, he truly couldn't help but be afraid.

When he was first born, the Ancient God was an existence overlooking All Gods.

"Do you think mastering the Ancient God's Dao could resolve All Gods?" Yang-Keeping Devil asked.

Old Emperor Qian closed his eyes, ignoring him.

When the lingering divine essence from this Land of Fallen Ancient Gods was completely absorbed, as the shielding dissipated in that moment, Yang-Keeping Devil prepared to do something, at least convey some information.

But Old Emperor Qian, at a leisurely pace, at the moment the shield disappeared, directly absorbed Yang-Keeping Devil within, shielding with his own being.

This made Yang-Keeping Devil increasingly terrified.

Old Emperor Qian's body carried an ancient aura as he walked through the Void, forging ahead.

Unknown how much time passed, in a corner of the Void, a dead silent world slowly grew larger in his eyes.

That dead world seemed as if the Sky Dome had been peeled away, lifeless, with no trace of movement as if it was deceased.

Old Emperor Qian remained expressionless, without the slightest pause, directly stepping into it.

He released Yang-Keeping Devil, continuing to hone his own Dao.

"Here… here… what exactly do you want to do? Are you going to also absorb this dead world?" Yang-Keeping Devil was filled with despair.