Master of Strange Dao

He treats this place of mine as a dump.

However, it's quite fitting, as there's indeed a lot of trash here."

Sure enough, the next moment, a Black Stone Tablet fell, and the voice of Yu Ziqing drifted down.

"Big brother, there's something related to Wen Jun, it seems to be a trigger for the name of Wen Jun, unearthed again.

Moreover, that faceless guy may have already descended.

I'm about eighty percent sure I can't beat him; this guy is too cunning, hiding the information extremely well.

I'm really scared, what if I get cornered to death.

Just pass this thing to big brother."

"Hahaha..." The giant laughed until his eyes couldn't open.

Beside him, the gem was also trembling slightly, as if it couldn't stop laughing.

Afraid?

What a laugh, there's no one more audacious than this guy.

The giant could tell, hearing those words, that he had driven someone who barely had a sense of time into a corner.

Eager to descend personally to kill him.

Now this little guy is causing trouble.

The giant didn't mind, he glanced at the gem.

"Your old opponent has descended in person, do you want to go kill him once?"

"Oh, you're right, your current strength is indeed too trashy; going would be courting death."

"Got anything you need to tell that little guy?"

"Alright, I'll convey it for you."

"Hey, how do you know that the little guy can't completely kill him? I think it's not impossible."

"Having only regained some consciousness, you're probably unaware, the biggest changes over these years are all triggered by him."

"I found a chance, beat up the Heavenly Devil King and King Jiunian, and he finished off the Earth Devil Venerate, tricked the Seven Yin King, and even took away one of his arms; can you match that?"

"No? Then what are you rambling on about?"

The Evil Lord fell silent instantly, never saying another word, for the giant would not save him face.

If he could slap him in the face, he would definitely not spit on him.

The Black Stone Tablet floated in front of the giant, looking at the familiar text above, he could directly recognize it.

The giant let out a faint sigh.

"This is history written in life.

So many years have passed, the loss of history, the missing anchors, it's truly severe.

They had long seen the events that would happen in the distant future, and prepared in advance, leaving behind the Fire.

I am indeed far inferior to them, but alas, they are all dead, and this worthless being like me remains alive.

Alright then, since there's an opportunity that allows me to encounter and see, it's my time to light this Fire."

In the giant's eyes, brilliance suddenly shone, illuminating the darkness.

On the Black Stone Tablet, the recorded past then appeared before his eyes.

A person in a robe, with a warm smile, smiled gently, hands clasped, seemingly glowing, walked in front, illuminating the path forward.

Where he passed, in the darkness, sparks were ignited, turning into torches, illuminating the surroundings.

Thereafter, more flames light up, connecting bit by bit, ensuring the flame continued to pass on.

Thus, there is always light to illuminate the darkness.

This is inscribed into the human race's bloodline, a determination for inheritance.

Ensuring that as the brightest torch gradually extinguished and disappeared, there would always be a new torch to keep illuminating the path forward, illuminating the darkness.

Whether blazing or faint, at least it guarantees eternal evasion of returning to that era of darkness.

Wen Jun clasped his hands inside his sleeves, and when he opened his mouth, he breathed out the initial Fire.

Even if he died, this Flame would never extinguish again.

The giant directly spied the essence, he withdrew the Divine Light from his eyes, quietly waiting.

The next moment, a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes.

In the darkness, it seemed as if a large mouth grinned into a smile.

An inexplicable power was actually attempting to erase all of Wen Jun.

...

Tao Jiajie's lips curled into a smile.

Finally waited, caught the fish.

He closed his eyes, utilizing the descended part along with the main body standing on the edge of the void cliff, sensing together.

In the next moment, on the edge of the cliff, within the void, two massive rifts tore open, and after the rifts opened, a pair of enormous, bone-chilling, icy eyes appeared.

In the void, it seemed as if something was twisting, and a giant hand emerged.

But in the next moment, an even larger giant hand, formless and shapeless, directly grabbed the giant hand that once pursued Yu Ziqing, and with a squeeze.

It was seen that within the formless and shapeless giant hand, terrifying power was compressed and solidified, constantly collapsing, as if a Great Sun was suddenly ignited.

Then, in an exceptionally short time, it collapsed, finally turning into void.

The formless and shapeless giant hand crossed the void, becoming smaller and smaller, and when it reached the edge of the cliff, it had transformed to less than ten feet.

And that hand which was less than ten feet was enough to hold the Wig White Water Egg in its palm.

The body of the Wig White Water Egg was forcibly pinched into a ball, continuously collapsing and shattering, forcibly annihilated.

Then it appeared again from nothing, continuing to complete this process of annihilation.

After being killed dozens of times in a row, the formless and shapeless giant hand finally dissipated.

Throughout the process, the Wig White Water Egg did not scream, did not resist, just quietly endured it all.

When the giant hand disappeared, those eyes looked at the Wig White Water Egg, which had turned into a skeletal right hand, and sighed deeply.

"Really disgusting."

His power far surpassed Yu Ziqing by unknown multiples.

Even if it was hard-earned to lock onto its main body directly with an opportunity.