Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!

Ultimately... it ended...

Once every three hundred years, and for it to conclude in such a manner... perhaps the Heavenly Road will never appear again.

People sighed, a sense of regret lingering in the air.

Undeniably, Chen Pingping had exposed the conspiracy behind the Heavenly Road. Yet, the descent of the Three Thousand Tao and the many Dharma Principles was undeniably real.

They could attain Enlightenment.

Among the younger generation, only Diwu Qingrou had stepped into the Sovereign Realm.

Many cultivators said bitterly, "It's useless!"

When Diwu Qingrou entered the Sovereign Realm and challenged Chen Pingping, he was still utterly suppressed, without any chance of resistance.

He was too powerful.

A single man overshadowed all the young geniuses. Even the great powers dared not make a move lightly.

This was Chen Pingping's era, an era that belonged to him alone.

"If there had been more time, perhaps more people could have stepped into the Sovereign Realm, but... they still couldn't defeat Chen Pingping!" someone lamented.

Chen Pingping, while in the Divine King Realm, could slay those of the Sovereign Realm. Now that he stood in the Sovereign Realm, his combat power had surely increased tens of times over. Who could possibly defeat him?

Diwu Qingrou could not, nor could the Saint Heirs or Saintesses. Liu Changqing, or even Alan? Likely none of them could.

"There might be one person who could."

"Who?"

"The Moon God."

"Oh, he bedded her!"

"..."

When the news spread, it caused an uproar. Many young people were furiously indignant, wanting to confront Chen Pingping. Yet, when it came down to it, not a single one dared to make a move.

Later, some, unwilling to let it go, secretly investigated the truth of the matter and discovered it was very much real.

The Moon God's faction remained silent, seemingly acquiescing.

The geniuses felt like spitting blood. "The heavens are blind!"

What else could they do? Since the person involved said nothing, what grounds did their so-called punitive expedition have to wage war against Chen Pingping?

The matter eventually fizzled out.

But recalling it still sent a pang through their hearts. The only young genius capable of defeating Chen Pingping had also been bedded by him.

"Did the two super-powers not make any move?" someone inquired.

"Was Chong Tower's destruction not thorough enough?" a man retorted with a sidelong glance. "Didn't The Sleeping Ones take action later? There were two of them, both in the Sovereign Realm, yet they died without even a trace left behind."

"..."

The Martial God Academy was relatively safe, as it didn't harbor much enmity with Chen Pingping.

Tianxuan Holy Land, however, must be panicking. They had tried to slay Chen Pingping a few years ago. If he decided to settle scores, the entire Holy Land would tremble. The reason was simple: Chen Pingping's foundations were not in the Central Continent, allowing him to act without restraint. The Holy Land, however, had too many concerns. Once a war began, the Holy Land would inevitably be the one to suffer losses.

At this moment, someone spoke up, "I think marrying the Saintess to Chen Pingping wouldn't be a bad choice."

"You're overthinking it." The man's tone was somber. "The Holy Land once had such intentions, but Chen Pingping rejected them. The Saintess was also present at the time; it was very awkward..."

The elegant Saintess possessed a beauty that could overthrow cities and a powerful Taoist Body. She was the object of desire for many young men of her generation. But it was futile. She was high above, like the bright moon; ordinary men were simply not worthy of her, and those who might have been worthy showed no interest in her.

Nearby, by the window, Alan sat with her head lowered, quietly eating her food. Listening to the discussions around her, she remained unmoved.

She was different from ordinary geniuses. A Loose Cultivator, she had relied on herself for every step of her cultivation, forging ahead through hardship. In years past, seeking so-called opportunities and breakthroughs, she had ventured alone into terrifying forbidden zones, narrowly escaping death countless times. After experiencing so much, her Dao heart had naturally become firm. Even the opening of the Heavenly Road could not disturb her absolute composure.

Thus, Chen Pingping's power could not suppress the Dao in her heart; if anything, it spurred her to fight with even greater valor.

The strong have no fear.

"You're too calm," Liu Changqing couldn't help but remark.

"What else should I be?" she replied, lifting her head. "Chen Pingping is only invincible for now; that doesn't mean much. You must understand, the path from the Sovereign Realm to the Emperor Realm, to true Tao Verification, is an incredibly long road. Can you guarantee there won't be any unforeseen incidents along the way?"

Liu Changqing was startled.

She continued, "Temporary invincibility doesn't signify much."

This was her Dao heart, as solid as rock.

「The Great Zhou Dynasty.」

Zhou Wu was not so composed. He looked up several times, his deep gaze filled with an indescribable anxiety. That man is too strong; he alone suppresses all geniuses. Do I still have a chance to achieve Tao Verification?

「On the other hand...」

The Saint Heir had intended to meditate to stabilize his Dao heart. Instead, he spat out a mouthful of blood. A hint of demonic thoughts began to vaguely take root in his heart; his emotions grew extremely unstable, and his eyes turned crimson.

He couldn't accept it.

Why?

Just as he was about to step into the Sovereign Realm, to become the strongest of the younger generation, Chen Pingping had severed the Heavenly Road.

The Saint Heir roared, "Chen Pingping!"

Why did he have to do this? Severing the Heavenly Road was undoubtedly cutting off his path to invincibility!

This was even harder for the Saint Heir to accept than the cold indifference of the Holy Land elders...

The Saintess, however, was more composed, accepting the situation calmly.

Several Holy Land elders looked at her, offering only one comment: "There's still a chance."

「The Luminous Sword Sect.」

Zhou Boyi stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the distant mountains and rivers for a long while before finally speaking, "He is so powerful."

No wonder he is fearless; so that's how it is. This is the real you, right?

He narrowed his eyes, recalling Chen Pingping's past words. Why should one be afraid? One failure doesn't prove anything. A truly invincible person isn't one who always advances triumphantly, but one who accepts themselves in failure and starts over.

He understood.

BANG!

The Heaven and Earth Laws swirled around, enveloping him. Zhou Boyi entered a state of cultivation.

The Sect's upper echelons sensed his aura fluctuations, their faces lit with joy, and they quickly gathered to protect him during his cultivation.

「In the depths of the great mountains!」

Guang Xiaoyu was still in seclusion, attempting to suppress the Primitive Demon God. But the Demon God was too strong; several of her attempts had nearly resulted in a backlash that would have consumed her. If not for the Tao Seed, she estimated she would have already perished.

Guang Xiaoyu was unwilling to yield. A venerable Demon Emperor, reborn and cultivating anew, yet she might be overwhelmed by a mere demon?

BOOM!

In the next moment, Guang Xiaoyu unfurled the black True Solar Scripture. Her figure, both demonic and divine, strode towards the Primitive Demon God as she roared, "How dare you act so presumptuously within this Emperor's body?"

She began her assault. The shockwaves of their battle spread wantonly.

Outside, Lao Huang, the old ox, watched intently, its long bellows shattering the Void. Mao Qiu, perched on its shoulder, continuously supplied her with Vitality Power.

"This time, this Emperor will suppress you completely!" Guang Xiaoyu roared, her hair disheveled, as she summoned a wooden sword...

HUM!

The wooden sword rapidly enlarged, and the Power of the Great Tao descended upon it.

She paused, startled. "Senior brother?"

The Sword Body was merely raw material, never truly forged, so it naturally wouldn't house a God. Yet now, the Sword Body emanated the Power of the Great Tao. The first person she thought of was Chen Pingping.

A figure emerged from the Sword Body. Divine Brilliance swirled around it, dazzlingly bright. The Power of the Great Tao accompanied it, and Dharma Principles gushed forth, obscuring whether the figure was male or female.

However, the Sword Dao wielded by the figure confirmed to Guang Xiaoyu that it was indeed her senior brother.

The Six Tao Reincarnation Sword.

One sword for the past, one sword for the present, one sword for the future...

Time and space enveloped the battlefield, and a colossal Power Path began to suppress the Primitive Demon God. Although the latter was mighty, Chen Pingping's Sword Dao was mightier still.

In an instant, his stern visage emerged. Guang Xiaoyu, deeply moved, called out in a choked voice, "Senior brother!"

"Don't cry," Chen Pingping said. "Your senior brother is here!"