Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!

After the Supreme Mark emerged, the Mark of Heaven and the Mark of Dao within Qin Wudao's Dantian flew out and hovered in the Void.

The three Dao Marks arranged themselves like a three-legged cauldron, their interlinked golden light forming an incomplete map of Heaven and Earth.

Within this map, there were mountains and continents, myriad living beings, various laws and orders. Sunlight cascaded down, and all things thrived under the frosty sky, striving for freedom.

However, because there were only three points, the image was incomplete.

Qin Wudao vaguely sensed that a crucial element was missing from the image.

"It is rumored that when Heaven and Earth were created, the vast energy condensed into four Dao Marks. So far, three have been discovered: the Mark of Heaven, the Mark of Dao, and the Supreme Mark. As for the identity of the final Dao Mark, it remains unknown."

"When the four Dao Marks unite, they will produce an immensely powerful force, capable of changing everything in the world. However, the true extent of this power has yet to be verified."

"The crisis of the continent is approaching. Your task is to find the fourth Dao Mark and use the power of all four Dao Marks to defeat 'It'!" the woman said softly, revealing the origins of the Dao Marks.

Then, with a wave of her slender hand, the Supreme Mark flew into Qin Wudao's body and settled in his Dantian.

"The Dao that can be told is not the eternal Dao; the name that can be named is not the eternal name. The nameless is the beginning of Heaven and Earth; the named is the mother of all things. Therefore, let there always be non-being, so we may see their subtlety; and let there always be being, so we may see their outcome. The two are the same, but diverge in name as they issue forth. Being the same, they are called mysteries. Mystery upon mystery—the gateway to all wonders..."

The profound Daoist scripture echoed in Qin Wudao's mind, elevating his mental state once more and deepening his comprehension of the Dao.

The most noticeable change was that his cultivation realm broke through.

BOOM!

A powerful suction force erupted from within Qin Wudao, frantically devouring the surrounding energy.

Countless Red Spider Lily petals danced in the Void, transforming into wisps of pure Spiritual Energy, which Qin Wudao absorbed.

The woman murmured to herself, a touch of regret flickering in her beautiful eyes, So far, neither I, nor the Primal Sovereign, nor the Kunlun Sovereign has discovered the true purpose of the Dao Marks. I hope he succeeds. If we could have fully unleashed their power, perhaps the final battle wouldn't have been so tragic.

Everyone knew she wanted to construct a world for the dead. However, they didn't understand she was building this world for her loved one.

In the early days of the Ancient Times, the Dao of Immortality flourished. During a grand assembly of countless immortals, she met him. They fell in love and, witnessed by all the immortals, were joined in a celestial marriage, celebrated by Heaven and Earth.

She was the Heavenly Empress, and he was the Heavenly Monarch!

Together, they followed the Great Dao and established the Heavenly Court!

This couple, blessed by Heaven and Earth, enjoyed only ten years of blissful life before being separated by death.

From then on, the world lost a powerful Heavenly Empress and gained the Yellow Spring Sovereign, devoted to constructing the world of the dead.

BOOM!

Six hours later, a golden pillar of light erupted from Qin Wudao's body. His vast imperial might swept through the heavens, compelling all creation to submit.

Ninth Revolution Saint King Realm, broken!

"Thank you, Senior, for this treasure!" Qin Wudao opened his eyes and bowed respectfully, his attitude one of utmost reverence.

"Please rise. I still have one day remaining. If you have any questions, feel free to ask," the Yellow Spring Sovereign said with a smile. Her gaze towards Qin Wudao held a hint of affection, as if looking at her own descendant.

In a way, by inheriting the Supreme Mark, Qin Wudao was, in a sense, her semi-successor.

"Senior, I wish to know what truly happened at the end of the Ancient Times!" Qin Wudao asked solemnly, his eyes fixed on the Yellow Spring Sovereign.

The Yellow Spring Sovereign shook her head and said softly, "As for what transpired at the end of the Ancient Times, when the time is right, those two little ones will tell you. Ask about something else."

The "little ones" she referred to were Kun Daoist and Four Incompatible.

"Greetings, Yellow Spring Sovereign!"

Two flashes of spiritual light appeared. Kun Daoist and Four Incompatible materialized behind Qin Wudao and saluted her respectfully.

"You two are rather fortunate. Although you are mere remnants of souls, you at least survived," the Yellow Spring Sovereign spoke plainly. However, her words held no great sorrow, as if she no longer cared about her own life or death.

Kun Daoist and Four Incompatible scratched their heads, unsure how to respond.

If possible, they would have preferred to die in battle alongside their master, rather than survive as mere remnants of souls.

But they could not die. They had to fulfill their master's dying wish: to assist the Young Master and defeat their enemy.

"Senior, when I entered the secret realm, I encountered an old woman. Who is she?" Qin Wudao asked.

"Are you talking about her?"

The Yellow Spring Sovereign extended her right hand. A massive palm imprint formed, tore through the Void, and, to Qin Wudao's astonishment, snatched a person from an unknown location.

This person was none other than the old woman.

"You... You're still alive?" the old woman shrieked, terrified as the palm imprint seized her.

"She is an embodiment of my lingering obsession. She gained sentience by chance, and I guided her to become Meng Po." A complex look passed through the Yellow Spring Sovereign's eyes.

Logically, an obsession is a negative force; I should have destroyed it. However, this wisp of obsession contained my precious memories with the Heavenly Monarch, so I couldn't bring myself to destroy it. After purifying it, she made this obsession the guardian deity of the Yellow Spring Secret Realm, bestowing upon it an endless lifespan and formidable power.

It was for this reason that the old woman was able to survive until now.

However, as an obsession of the Yellow Spring Sovereign, the old woman could not form a physical body and was extremely fearful of potent Yang energy.

The old woman plotted against Qin Wudao, intending to seize his physical body to overcome her own limitations. She then planned to leave the Yellow Spring Secret Realm and roam the world freely.

"Meng Po?" Qin Wudao blinked, a wave of understanding washing over him.

It was then he realized: the Yellow Spring Sovereign's appearance was strikingly similar to the depiction of Meng Po in his Book of Life and Death. Perhaps they were one and the same.

"What do you wish to do with her?" the Yellow Spring Sovereign asked with a smile.

"You want to kill me?" Before Qin Wudao could reply, the old woman screamed, "Yellow Spring, I am the embodiment of your beautiful memories with the Heavenly Monarch! If you kill me, it means your memories of him will completely vanish!"

The Yellow Spring Sovereign's expression flickered with reluctance, but she did not waver in her decision. Her memories with the Heavenly Monarch should be beautiful, not embodied by this malevolent Meng Po. Obsessions should not exist!

"Since she is Senior's obsession, let it be," Qin Wudao said with a bow. Although he didn't fully grasp the meaning of the old woman's words, he understood that her existence held great significance for the Yellow Spring Sovereign.

"You are my obsession. You shall dissipate with me," the Yellow Spring Sovereign nodded, looking calmly at the old woman. The hand formed from her spiritual power suddenly ignited with red flames, coalescing into a blooming Red Spider Lily, eerily beautiful.

"No, I don't want to die! Yellow Spring, since you brought me into existence, why do you wish to destroy me now? I am unreconciled!" the old woman shrieked, her face contorted with malice as she struggled violently. Her body emitted roiling black qi that blotted out the sky.

This power was no weaker than that of any Emperor Realm martial artist.

But in the eyes of the Yellow Spring Sovereign, she was as weak as an ant. The flames in her palm flared, engulfing the old woman's form and eliciting piercing screams.