Master of Strange Dao

The real decisive battle was about to begin, but they only then realized that they couldn't kill the Divine King, and they might even end up with nothing.

He didn't know how to tell the leader, the image didn't record it.

Yu Ziqing speculated that these things, to avoid leaking secrets, had been thoroughly erased a long time ago.

He went alone to meet the Divine King, audaciously proposing a high-stakes gamble.

To play a game of chess with the Divine King.

If the Divine King won, they would retreat, giving him the opportunity to return to the peak.

If he won, the Divine King would have to share his Dao with the human race, but could still save his life and have another chance.

If the Divine King didn't agree, they would continue to wear him down for a thousand years, ten thousand years, until the Divine King weakened enough to fall in rank, and then they would come to kill him.

Given the will of the human race at that time, these words contained no exaggeration and were absolutely carried out earnestly.

The Divine King agreed directly, because he was aware that his consciousness, his Divine Soul, etc., far surpassed the strength of the human race, making it impossible for him to lose to someone who wasn't even a lord.

The chess game began, unsurprisingly, the Divine King used his own Dao to assist him.

For the first time, he finally found an opportunity to closely observe and comprehensively understand the Dao of the Divine King.

Using what he considered the most foolish method, from simplicity to complexity, he unravelled it little by little.

The game started, and he was immediately at a disadvantage.

But everything was within his expectations.

The Divine King dared not stop nor hold back; this was a direct collision between Dao and man.

However, that Dao, in this person's eyes, was like summarizing and gathering life's laws.

Using the Dayan Preface, which hardly counted as a Dharma Method, he forcibly dismembered it, turning it into nourishment for himself.

Yu Ziqing just stood there, watching quietly, his expression dazed.

He couldn't understand, yet he was deeply shocked.

Previously, when he saw the final outcome for the first time, he'd thought it was a clash of Dao with Dao, a washing away, where the elder eventually overwhelmed the opponent.

Unexpectedly, a mortal took a Dao as a law, a truth, to forcibly dismember and divide it.

The Divine King withdrew his hand; without exerting all his strength or manifesting his own Dao, he was bound to lose in the game. He certainly wouldn't win against someone who created the Dayan Preface.

For such a person to play chess is inherently cheating.

If he didn't withdraw, he would be trapped by a mere mortal, who, right before him, would forcibly absorb his Dao and seize part of it.

The actual win or loss of this superficial chess game was no longer important.

From the moment the Divine King agreed to the bet, he was already victorious.

The difference was just winning once or twice.

The Divine King knew this too, but when the real confrontation reached this point, there was no way to stop; if he retreated one step, the opponent would advance ten steps.

His Divine Soul began to grow, becoming stronger and stronger; the game slowly turned around, gradually recovering the disadvantage of the earlier stages.

By then, the Dayan Preface, restricted due to the Divine Soul dragging behind, finally entered a new realm.

Hence, there was no suspense anymore.

The last piece fell, winning by a piece.

And at the moment the game ended, he also seized part of the Dao, transforming it into the Refining God Dao for the human race, without giving the Divine King the chance to overturn the table and renege.

At this point, the defeated Divine King shamelessly initiated a genuine collision and confrontation between Dao and Dao.

The outcome was even less suspenseful; the Divine King was defeated.

As humans engaged in Qi Refinement, they gained an additional Refining God Dao.

The Dayan Preface, which initially hardly counted as a cultivation Dharma Method, gained the effect of tempering the Divine Soul.

But the effect of this Dharma Method was mediocre, entry was too difficult, advancement was too hard, and thereafter very few reached high realms.

Reaching the fourth realm was already considered impressive.

As the image reached its end, his actual Qi Refinement strength was only Eighth Tier, and his refining god was only Ninth Tier.

Forcing a calculation on the Divine King, seizing Dao face to face, almost exhausted all his mental strength, Qi-Blood, and potential. This was the price.

His vitality was darkened, looming towards being fallen.

Yet, at the last moment, he continued deducing something.

Yu Ziqing couldn't help but ask.

"Senior, what is your name?"

He seemed to hear this greeting from later generations, raising his head. His now clouded and dim eyes looked forward, showing a faint smile.

"As long as one person knows my name, the Refining God Dao will never be taken away again.

Remember, my true name is Shi."

As the sentence fell, he closed his eyes with a smile, having completed his last deduction.

All the images vanished, Yu Ziqing returned to the cave.

This time, a change finally occurred.

The memory in Yu Ziqing's mind of Shi's last words began to blur under an unknown force's influence.

Yu Ziqing directly revealed his hungry ghost form, and the Earth Deity Origin trembled slightly.

The surroundings of Yu Ziqing suddenly transformed into boundless void.

The Earth Deity Dao, Hungry Ghost Dao, and Body Refining Technique simultaneously appeared.

He saw that Wig White Water Egg standing on the cliff edge, looking at him.

This glance made the related memories in Yu Ziqing's mind become increasingly blurred; Yu Ziqing grinned and smiled.

"Playing this trick with me?"

Yu Ziqing extended a hand, his nails sharp, directly carving a few words onto his flesh.

"Refining God at the beginning, in Shi."

Instantly, a meteor filled with ominous aura fell into the Hungry Ghost Dao.

Directly, in the most thorough manner, engraving this name into the Hungry Ghost Dao.

Instantly, the blurred memories in Yu Ziqing's mind became suddenly clear, never forgetting Shi's name again.