Chapter 2

Yè Mò stood at the peak of the highest Immortal Peak of the Holy Dao Sect, the Holy Dao Peak, looking at the increasingly prosperous Holy Dao World, yet he could not calm down. He sensed a new Dao韵 (Dao韵 is a term that doesn't have a direct English equivalent, but it can be translated as "Dao rhythm" or "Dao resonance"), yet it was elusive. Even with his cultivation, he could only faintly feel that it was above the混元 (混元 can be translated as "Primordial" or "Cosmic") realm, and he could not even touch it.

At this moment, he had a deeper understanding of why Dao has no limits, and the Primordial realm is absolutely not the highest. Vaguely, he sensed a realm that he could not touch. It felt like even after countless years, he would still be unable to reach the edge of that realm. This had nothing to do with talent or resources; it was a realm that no one could clearly explain.

"Perhaps only the Heavenly Dao of the Netherworld can understand." Yè Mò muttered to himself. Among the opponents he had encountered, the only one who could make him wary and whom he could not stop was the Heavenly Dao of the Netherworld.

"Lord Sect Master, the demon, devil, dragon, sea, giant, and divine races, among others, totaling several million Immortal Warriors and countless void warships, have come to the boundary array of our Holy Dao Sect, demanding that you hand over their Primordial Holy Emperors Púyáng Sī, Wéndé Shuǐ, Zhūgě Zhìchén, and Áo Xī. Otherwise..." Luò Qīnghé came to Yè Mò's back, somewhat worried.

Yè Mò's divine sense had already swept over the numerous alien armies outside the Holy Dao Sect. The Phoenix and Yinming races did not send troops, but Tāng Cóng Hán, Lěng Yùqí, and Jiāo Dí the monk had all come, merely as observers.

The Primordial Holy Emperors of the demon, devil, and dragon races, Fán Gāo, Shū Yuánzhōu, and Ào Kuí, had also arrived. These three were not standing in a row but had formed a triangle, controlling the entire Holy Dao World with their divine sense.

Dàn tái Yī had also come, but she did not step forward. Instead, she stood at the back, her head lowered as if deep in thought. It was unclear whether she was embarrassed to see Yè Mò or because she was originally from the human race and could not help the devils attack the human race.

If it were a hundred years ago, Yè Mò would have welcomed more people. The more people came, the more prosperous the Holy Dao World would become. He would not let any of the invaders leave, but after vaguely sensing a new realm above the Primordial, Yè Mò's state of mind had unknowingly advanced to a higher level.

He still did not know what that realm was, not because it did not exist, but because he had not reached that level. The vast void universe he was in seemed not to be the only one but just a grain in a much larger and more vast void. Killing all these Immortal Warriors would certainly make the Holy Dao World more prosperous, but it would also have two adverse effects. One, the Immortals of the Holy Dao World would think they had a reliance and act recklessly in this void. Second, it would greatly weaken the strength of this void universe.

Moreover, such slaughter would only deepen the hatred between the human race and the other races. He could not protect the Holy Dao World of the human race forever. The future of the Holy Dao World would still depend on the other humans. If it was not a deep grudge, there was no need for such a massacre.

"Yè Mò, you are the only Primordial Holy Emperor of the human race. Give you three breaths of time. If you do not come out in three breaths, we will start attacking the boundary array of the Holy Dao World..."

This voice was chilling. Even though it came from outside the warship dock, everyone in the Holy Dao World could hear it clearly.

Yè Mò immediately knew it was Fán Gāo of the demon race. He sneered. Even if he did not plan to kill all the demon race's Immortal Warriors, it did not mean he would not kill anyone. He would kill, and he would not just kill a few minor figures.

Yè Mò turned and patted Luò Qīnghé's shoulder, "Let's go and take a look... Hey..."

He saw Dīng Jiè. Dīng Jiè did not come from the Holy Dao World but controlled a supreme artifact warship and quickly arrived outside the Holy Dao World. What surprised Yè Mò was that although Dīng Jiè's cultivation was not as heaven-defying as Dàn tái Yī, he had successfully enlightened and was now a Shaped Dao Holy Emperor. Moreover, Yè Mò sensed that Dīng Jiè had the雏形 (雏形 can be translated as "rudiment" or "embryo") of his own Dao. The Dao he had enlightened was definitely not an ordinary one, indicating that Dīng Jiè had his own encounters.

Dīng Jiè's arrival was not only noticed by Yè Mò but by everyone who had come to the Holy Dao World. To these alien powerhouses, Dīng Jiè, a mere Shaped Dao Holy Emperor, was not significant.

"Dàn tái Yī, you are shameless. How did Yè Mò treat us back then? Without Yè Mò, could you have crossed the Rank Tower? Could you have become a king at the top of the Immortal King Stele? Bah! I can say that without Yè Mò, you are nothing. Do you know that Yè Mò personally went to the Nine Vast Immortal Pool for your sake? Was he not extremely worried? We had agreed to create a world with Yè Mò.

"You talk like you are farting, and you even shamelessly joined the devil race. I, Dīng Jiè, may be just a Shaped Dao Holy Emperor, but when I heard about this, I rushed back from the Void Market. Even if I cannot kill you, this shameless woman, I will spit in your face..."

Dīng Jiè completely ignored the countless alien powerhouses around him and, as soon as he arrived, started cursing Dàn tái Yī. He and Dàn tái Yī were the two greatest geniuses of the Upper Heaven Domain of the Immortal World, growing and competing together. But now Dàn tái Yī had become the devil race's Holy Maiden, which made Dīng Jiè particularly angry.

"Brother Dīng, everyone has their own aspirations. One more or one less of her does not matter to our human race. There is no need to bother with her. You came back just in time. Let's have a few drinks later." Yè Mò's voice followed.

Dīng Jiè turned and saw Yè Mò, immediately laughing and said, "You're right, just a dispensable person. Yè Mò, I knew you would be extraordinary. Now it seems I was right. Of the three kings at the top of the Immortal King Stele, only Buxiu and Beichen remain, no longer Tianyue. Today, so many evil beings dare to invade our human race. I, Dīng Jiè, will join you in a blood-soaked void, not letting down my Beichen title..."

As he spoke, Dīng Jiè's killing intent boiled. After becoming a king at the top of the Immortal King Stele, he had resolved to walk his own path. Now his Dao had taken shape. His Dao was related to the Holy Dao World, and being from the human race, with the human race's Holy Dao World being invaded, he would not retreat even if it meant a blood-soaked void. Because of this, when he learned of the invasion, he rushed back immediately.

Dàn tái Yī's face turned even paler. When Dīng Jiè mentioned that there was no longer Tianyue, Dàn tái Yī's heart blood surged, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, then disappeared in a flash of light.

As a devil race Holy Maiden and a Primordial Holy Emperor, Dàn tái Yī could leave without anyone stopping her, and no one dared to stop her.

"You are courting death..." Fán Gāo, seeing Dīng Jiè drive away one of their Primordial Holy Emperors with just a few words, immediately flew into a rage and reached out to grab Dīng Jiè.

Yè Mò coldly snorted and suddenly stepped forward, not even raising his hand, and kicked out.

Fán Gāo felt the surrounding void completely under Yè Mò's control, and in the space under Yè Mò's foot, he could only move with great difficulty.

Even the void cracked under Yè Mò's kick, and Fán Gāo's mind was shaken. What kind of cultivation was this? He knew Yè Mò was powerful, even knowing that he might not be Yè Mò's match alone, but he did not expect Yè Mò to be this powerful. This definitely surpassed the Primordial Holy Emperor realm. Could this be the legendary realm above the Primordial?

Not just Fán Gāo, the other few Primordial Holy Emperors were equally shocked. Today, they truly saw Yè Mò's power. Was this still a Primordial Holy Emperor?

Fán Gāo's body was engulfed in flames, and divine essence was burned frantically. In the next moment, he broke free from the cracked void's restraint and forcibly escaped from under Yè Mò's foot.

But Yè Mò did not plan to let Fán Gāo off. He punched again, a simple fist technique in the void.

"Yè Dan Sheng, show mercy. We cannot kill each other. There is a higher realm above the Primordial, and in our void universe, there is a vaster universe..." Seeing Yè Mò punch again, Fán Gāo, in panic, could no longer keep his secrets.

Yè Mò calmly said, "Even if there are opponents a hundred times stronger outside, that is not a reason to spare you. This time, the various races invaded our Holy Dao World, and you were the leader, right? Your Dao ends here."

As Yè Mò's voice cut off, Fán Gāo's almost ethereal body was bound by Yè Mò's boundary, and the void fist struck his body.

With a loud explosion, the once invincible Fán Gāo was instantly reduced to ashes.

The number of Primordial Holy Emperors in the universe was reduced by one.

Outside the Holy Dao World, it instantly became quiet, without a sound. Fán Gāo, the first Primordial Holy Emperor of the demon race, was an absolute powerhouse, yet such a powerhouse did not last ten breaths in Yè Mò's hands. Yè Mò did not even use any magical treasures, let alone the terrifying killing move of the Primordial God Pattern. In a short time, Fán Gāo was completely destroyed.

This happened under the watchful eyes of everyone, and there was no way to help. Or rather, under such power, no one had the qualifications to help. This was a completely asymmetrical crushing, a battle not on the same level.

The millions of invading alien Immortal Warriors were all silent, as were all the Holy Emperors. Yè Mò's overwhelming power far exceeded their senses.

Similarly, the countless human Immortal Warriors standing at the entrance of the warship dock were also silent. They knew that the strongest support of the Holy Dao World was Lord Sect Master Yè Mò. Yè Mò had established the Holy Dao Sect and repaired the Holy Dao World. Now, with the alien invasion, they had already decided to fight to the last moment with Lord Sect Master Yè Mò. But before the battle even began, the powerful strength of the Holy Dao Sect's Lord Sect Master had already stunned everyone.

"Are you all here to invade my Holy Dao Sect?" Yè Mò, who had killed the demon race's Holy Emperor Fán Gāo with a kick and a punch, looked at the millions of alien Immortal Warriors calmly, as if nothing had happened.

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