Killing Dao Fruit

"Imperial Decree: Under the heavens, none is not the king's land. To the shores of the land, none is not the king's subject.

Block her for me!"

All the fortunate ones who survived, as well as the various demons and ghosts drawn into the river of fate, even mountains, rivers, and lakes, instantly betrayed the West King Holy Mother.

Their mana, qi-blood, mud...all erupted together, standing in front of the glorious sword light.

Although the sword's lethal intent was not aimed at them, the bearer of the sword was ultimately a pseudo [True Form of Great Dao].

Even if she held only a firewood stick, she could instantly kill ordinary immortals.

Separated by mountains and seas, it could only be slowly weakened and worn away.

Taking advantage of the moment when they guarded with their lives, Wang Yuan, resonating with [Rebellious Bone] all over, forcibly escaped the battlefield at the river of fate in Poyang Lake.

Behind him, a thread of sword light that had slain thousands, tens of thousands of demons and ghosts, pursued him like a shadow.

Wang Yuan instinctively raised the [Divine Beating Whip] in his hand, trying to block it.

But this treasure, which could initially meet the Three Days Dao Lord head-on, appeared as fragile as a dead branch before the Xuanyuan Sword and was cut in two on the spot.

Blood spattered!

The last trace of sword light, almost undetectable, still left a terrifying sword scar on the chest of Wang Yuan, the pseudo [Mysterious Vault God], revealing his internal organs.

If he had taken the sword directly, he would have had no chance of survival by now.

At this cost, Wang Yuan finally leapt once more to the edge of the [Immortal Pot], far avoiding the blade of the Xuanyuan Sword.

The other two avatars and Taishang, Great Fate, also joined him here.

But the immense distance and overwhelming advantage in numbers brought Wang Yuan no sense of security.

As if on thin ice, on the brink, the Divine Sword seemed ready at any moment to effortlessly take his life.

The West King Holy Mother walked confidently out from the river of fate, extending her snake-like tongue to excitedly lick the blade of the [Xuanyuan Sword].

Amazingly, this divine sword nearly cut down the [Mysterious Vault God], yet didn't leave a mark on her skin.

"Hahaha... who in the three realms can stand against a single strike of mine!"

Looking at the ashen faces of all the immortals, the West King Holy Mother laughed heartily.

It seemed she intended to vent the frustration of playing a small role for thousands of years in one go.

While others might disguise themselves for three years, then another three, she had concealed herself throughout the entirety of human civilization, from the mythological era to the industrial age.

For the path of cunning to contend for divinity, who else but her?

Today, with her spirits lifted, the West King Holy Mother intended to reclaim everything she had once lost!

Locking eyes with her, Wang Yuan and all the immortals were immediately filled with a chaotic scene of dazzling colors.

Beside them seemed to be countless abstract falcons and dogs, changing shapes, baring their teeth viciously at them, while theater-like tunes hummed in their ears:

"I have often heard that it is not that the non-human endeavors for knowledge, but that the knowledgeable strive for humans.

Yet I know this is a fallacy.

The knowledgeable do not seek humans, but indeed pursue them. Their relentless pursuit is as merciless as falcons and dogs hunting rabbits..."

"I've heard that it's actually not humans constantly pursuing knowledge, but knowledge continuously pursuing humans.

But I know this statement is inaccurate.

Knowledge doesn't 'pursue' humans, but rather 'chases' them.

Its chase is ruthless and emotionless, like a falcon and hunting dog chasing a rabbit..."

The West King Holy Mother is the mother of all "falcons" and "hunting dogs" in the world.

And with the hands of countless falcons and dogs, she firmly monitors every new piece of knowledge birthed in this world.

As the deepest part of the chaotic scene resonates, the West King Holy Mother speaks cheerfully:

"[Earthly Que Golden Book] Precept Taboo One: Heaven and Earth Anomaly!

A mortal body, a blank pure page, without relying on Daoist skills, can completely unravel the mystery of the womb at the time of reincarnation, realizing their true nature!

Without this heaven and earth anomaly, it cannot bear the Earthly Que Dao Skill.

Brother Yuan, from your birth as this heaven and earth anomaly, which led the "Small Book of Life and Death" to actively attach to you, I have been secretly monitoring and guiding you in various ways ever since.

Through weird entities, demons, affiliates...using these falcons and dogs to gather all your information.

And thus created the [Xuanyuan Sword] tailored to restrain you, able to kill only you!

I have meticulously managed for five thousand years, investing so much effort, how can a mere brat like you hope to challenge me?!"

"I originally hoped you could cultivate into the Earth Book, becoming the representative [Yin Heaven Son] of 'Death', while the elixir representing 'Life' naturally belonged to me.

Unexpectedly, you ultimately gave me such a great surprise, delivering the position of [Mysterious Vault God] right before me.

With combined power and rank, there's no longer a need to worry about threats originating from Outer Heaven.

As a reward, I've decided to finish you with one swift strike, my blade is fast, it absolutely won't hurt!"

At this point, staring at Wang Yuan's expressionless face, she seemed to have suddenly thought of something.

The smile on her face grew more and more unrestrained:

"Oh yes, you think I don't know what that monkey intended when it stole the handle of the [Xuanyuan Sword] back then?

Guess what, will I allow that thing to come before me?"

With a mantra in her hand, she shouted softly:

"Clouds gather, Heaven and Earth unite! Suppress for me!"

The [Immortal Pot], mutated from the Killing Tree, suddenly regrew endless tendril-like roots like a porcupine.

These tendrils bared their fangs and claws, pressing down on the outermost Sun and Moon Two Palaces and the Sun and Moon Three Light Array.

The swinging roots stirred up gray, boundless clouds covering the Heavenly Gate, as if the sky were about to collapse.

This divine deceit world, after all, exists amidst a fierce conflict between Heaven and Earth.