1571 Approaching the Limits (2)
Sorcerer Ancestor Shi Mang said casually, “Don’t look at me. I’m not as stupid as someone with a deathwish like you.”
The Golden Crow ancestor laughed. “I was born from the flames, and I will end in flames. For me, this is my homecoming.”
“The Ultimate Heavenly Dao is right. We really are stupid,” said Shi Mang casually.
“Indeed, truly stupid.” The crow ancestor burst into laughter. “You made part of you leave, and yet you’ve left your original self stay, the part housing the Chaos Qualification. That’s truly idiotic!”
“I split up too fast. My bad,” said Shi Mang, as casually as before.
The great Golden Crow laughed aloud.
While fighting, Su Ping perceived the surge in power provided by Shi Mang. His heart was in turmoil, but he didn’t hesitate; his sword was greatly reinforced thanks to this. He caught the Ultimate Heavenly Dao off guard and broke the Heavenly Palace’s outer layer.
The sword pressed forward and broke two more.
The ultimate nemesis had the same expression, pushing the wheel he was wielding, causing black holes that carried a terrifying destructive power. It was like the Realm of Reincarnation from the Chaotic Realm of the Undead, only much more horrifying.
Su Ping felt he had been locked onto. Once caught, he would be instantly obliterated, even if he was a Sorcerer Ancestor. It was possible that only the Chaos Qualification would survive.
He suddenly threw a punch, which made the world quake, condensing all the fist auras in history.
The fist auras tore the edges of the wheel, allowing him to break free.
“Let’s get it over with.”
The Ultimate Heavenly Dao raised his hand again, freezing everything in the vicinity. Countless flower petals were manifested, which carried a powerful binding force. Su Ping felt a suppression comparable to hundreds of grand universes. He was isolated from the Great Dao and couldn’t feel any power.
The wheel recovered and attacked him again.
Su Ping’s face showed a slightly different expression as he swung his sword with a swift and furious motion.
The sword aura dashed forward, only to be swallowed by the wheel.
Su Ping’s power erupted. He slashed out, producing dozens of sword auras in rapid succession. Billions of people passed out after each slash was made, all due to the power being drawn.
Dozens of sword auras overlapped and tore the wheel again. Su Ping narrowly dodged it, but a third of the people behind him collapsed.
The Ultimate Heavenly Dao indifferently pushed the wheel again. He had infinite strength, but while the power provided by Su Ping’s supporters was limited; the latter would lose everything if he blocked the attack three more times.
When all the people died, Su Ping would lose his immense combat ability—one that surpassed Sorcerer Ancestors—and would be wiped out easily.
Su Ping noticed how casual his nemesis was, and knew he didn’t have a lot of chances.
All of a sudden, a furious roar sounded.
“Roar!!”
It was a furious beast call made by the dragon head on Su Ping’s shoulder.
“I’ll block it. Master, you should attack!” said the Inferno Dragon with determination.
The powerful pet was resolute, knowing that they would lose in a war of attrition. They had to attack instead of defend, even at the cost of death. They could never win if they didn’t attack.
—Even if the odds of success were extremely slim.
Su Ping lost his cool and said quickly, “Don’t be reckless!”
“Master, don’t hesitate because of us.” The Inferno Dragon’s voice was extremely solemn and intimidating, devoid of the usual innocence. It had already grown up after ten thousand years of training.
“Anyone can die. We are no exceptions!” said the Inferno Dragon.
Its body was partially removed from the fused state, only the tail remaining. This way the fusion was still in effect, and the pet could use Su Ping’s strength. This was like him growing an extra arm.
The strength was at the moment controlled by the dragon, producing scorching flames.
“Master, we understand. We wouldn’t exist if not for her. You’re doing the right thing,” said the Little Skeleton, with a solemn and determined voice.
The pets knew what Su Ping was fighting for.
He wasn’t fighting for the people, but to save the system.
If chaos was restarted, the system would perish. Su Ping saw the system as his pet and partner.
He had never abandoned his pets. How could he abandon the Mother of Chaos who had always been by his side?
They didn’t blame him, he wouldn’t be the master they knew and trusted if he acted differently.
“You…”
Su Ping was having trouble breathing. He felt like crying.
He didn’t know whether or not he was doing the right thing. He was only following his heart.
“You don’t have to indulge me…” Su Ping gritted his teeth.
“We’ve traveled in so many worlds, boss. We’ve done all we wanted, so many times. Let’s just do it again,” said the Dark Dragon Hound, chuckling. There was sincerity in its voice.
Right then—the Ultimate Heavenly Dao’s attack arrived.
The Inferno Dragon roared loudly. Its body moved forward, carrying the power of the people; it turned into a burning beast. There was no attempt to dodge as the massive pet accurately struck the wheel.
The wheel collapsed. Black flames seemed ready to burn everything, creating a path for Su Ping!
The Inferno Dragon’s vitality was in quick decline, like a withering leaf in the wind.
Su Ping held back his tears and gritted his teeth. He didn’t even have a chance to look at the disappearing Inferno Dragon. He couldn’t waste an opportunity created at the cost of his pet’s life.
The grief was beyond what words could describe.
“Kill them all!”
Su Ping’s sword glowed. Bones stretched out, covering the sword edge. The Little Skeleton emerged like an illusion, transforming into a bone sword to tear the Heavenly Palace apart to help Su Ping.
“I’m coming too!” Yin Que shrieked, instantly arriving at the battlefield. Flames covered his body. The violent power of life was surging, gathering in Su Ping’s body.
Su Ping was burning his own life too. The power of six Sorcerer Ancestors were being consumed at the same time. Adding the power from all the other species, his sword had never been more intimidating.
A resounding bang was heard!
The brilliant Heavenly Palaces were cut apart by the sword!
The latter kept pressing forward, ripping them further.
One palace after another was cut. However, the sword was slowing down at a visible speed, coming to a halt after breaking eighteen palaces.
Everybody felt desperate. The three Sorcerer Ancestors looked awful, too.
Su Ping roared. He continued burning his vitality with crazy abandon, hoping to keep on cutting through.
At this moment, roars sounded in the chaos world. “We’re coming too!”
A magnificent power rushed over. Two figures arrived.
The Golden Crow ancestor turned around and smiled. “You’re done pretending to be dead?”
“F*ck off. When have we ever been scared of death?”
One of them was as big as the sun. He was Sorcerer Ancestor Hao Tian.
The other seemed to be an amalgamation of countless limbs. He was Sorcerer Ancestor Hei Xiang, the best among his brothers when it came to transforming and sneaking.
“Mother asked us to wait for the next war, but there won’t be another war after this. We can’t just stand by and watch,” roared Hao Tian. He linked as a pet with Su Ping’s Contract Dao, turning into one of his pillars.
“That’s right. Us Sorcerer Ancestors can’t just stand and watch a brat fight for our mother.” Hei Xiang chuckled. “Although we’ve never met before, we can still be friends.”
He also established a link with Su Ping as a pet.
Su Ping’s sword gained new power after they joined. The weapon pressed onward and pierced through the twenty-fourth palace.
“Is that it…?”
Everybody heaved sighs upon witnessing the action unfolding.
All the Sorcerer Ancestors knew it was impossible to win. They simply couldn’t stop themselves from stepping in when they saw how hard Su Ping was fighting, and how his pets were sacrificing themselves for his sake.
The scene was more than clear for them, and they knew that everything was over.
Even though they had used all their strength and burned billions of lives as candles, they couldn’t resist the magnificent strength of the Heavenly Dao.
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