Heaven and earth shattered completely. Brilliant lights of various colors illuminated the gloomy sky of the Netherworld. Past, present, future, karma, and history were all in chaos at this moment!
The Dao Lords erupted with their full power one by one.
Countless scenes surfaced. Figures that had once lingered in the Netherworld seemed to return from the years. Lu Yang even saw the figure of Emperor Cang.
These were [Destiny].
At this moment, Sword Lord no longer concealed anything. A flying sword reflected the Netherworld, illuminating all scenes of the Netherworld from the beginning of its birth up to today.
This was the trajectory of fate.
The next second, the sword light charged into these scenes, either slaying some people or destroying some objects, pushing the scenes to continuously change.
And as the details of the scenes were altered by Sword Lord, the originally turbulent and endless future was also gradually constrained. Scenes leading to hope were slashed, shattering instantly like dream bubbles. The remaining scenes were merged together, ultimately presenting the same result:
[The Netherworld is destroyed, Beast Taming dies.]
Besides this, there were no other futures. Sword Lord used [Destiny] to guide the process and arrive at the result, achieving an effect similar to [Inevitable Fate]!
However, the next second.
"Boom!"
The long river of fate, which should have been constrained together, abruptly rioted. Monstrous waves surged to the heavens. Like a dam being breached, a brand new tributary was opened up.
Thus, a new future was born.
Dao Tianqi's figure struggled within the sword light, carving out a blood-stained path of survival. Allowing endless sword light to land on his body, he still remained unwavering.
True, at this moment, both sides had fallen to the Great Perfection of the Golden Core.
However, the Great Perfection of the Golden Core could be titled "Dao Sovereign." It ultimately possessed a few points of profound wonders. Even without an immortal body, it wasn't that easy to kill.
Furthermore, [Destiny] wasn't enough.
Compared to [Inevitable Fate] which proclaimed the result, [Destiny] displayed the process. And the process had endless variations; it was nowhere near as absolute as [Inevitable Fate].
Not to mention the Netherworld was Dao Tianqi's home ground. Every profound wonder within it was responding to him, simultaneously knocking down Sword Lord's stature, reducing her power layer by layer. For a time, they actually fought to a draw, until another vast color also joined the battlefield and thoroughly suppressed him.
The Dao Court Dao Lord, Cang Hao!
At this moment, under the shroud of the vast color, a magnificent pillar of qi surfaced above Dao Tianqi's head. Purple and azure intertwined, extremely dignified.
This was [Fortune].
If [Inevitable Fate] was the result, and [Destiny] was the process, then [Fortune] was the large or small influencing factors within that process.
"Thump!"
A heavy, muffled sound echoed within the Netherworld. Because of [Fortune]'s entry into the field, the long river of fate, which had originally birthed a brand new future, gave rise to new changes once again.
The future originally opened up by Dao Tianqi responding to the Netherworld's profound wonders was rapidly weakened. And the purple and azure pillar of qi above his head was also continuously growing thinner.
His [Fortune] was being weakened.
Prior to this, his fortune was too profound, and with the empowerment of the Netherworld, its proportion as an influencing factor was very large, allowing him to open up a new future.
However, now, his fortune was stripped and weakened. Its proportion as an influencing factor was also weakened. His ability to interfere with [Destiny] plummeted drastically. The result was that within the long river of fate, the future tributary he opened up grew smaller and smaller, until finally it had nearly dried up.
"Zheng——!"
The sword light flashed and vanished. Previously, when the future tributary was still vigorous, it couldn't be severed. But now that it had weakened, the sword light could naturally block this tributary dead.
The future continued to advance.
In the next instant, at a brand new future node, Dao Tianqi seized a flaw and once again opened up a tributary. Only this time, his body swayed slightly.
He couldn't hold on for much longer.
The besiegement by two Dao Lords, plus the fact that [Destiny] and [Fortune] were a match made in heaven to begin with, and with the empowerment of the [Heavenly Dao], it was almost unstoppable.
Every time he forcibly opened up a new future tributary, it was an exploitation of Dao Tianqi's foundation. Repeating this process, until Dao Tianqi's fortune was stripped entirely bare and he no longer had the power to affect the long river of fate, that would be the time his "fortune was exhausted" and he would usher in his destined death.
However——
'The opportunity still exists.'
Lu Yang shifted his gaze, looking at the battlefield between [Sky-shrouding] and the Spiritual Power Dao Lord in this split second: 'As long as [Sky-shrouding] wins, the tables can be turned.'
Because [Sky-shrouding] wasn't an idiot.
'In the current situation, the best response is actually to release Sisui... However, as long as the [Heavenly Dao] is still around, it is absolutely impossible for Sisui to break free.'
As long as [Sky-shrouding] still had pursuits and aimed for a higher realm, he had to help them.
Of course, the premise was that [Sky-shrouding] had to snatch the [Paramita] fragment first, and then elevate it to a level where he no longer had the hidden danger of getting lost.
However, this was too difficult.
Because up to now, under the circumstance of multiple parties wrestling, one Dao Lord was left unengaged—the Dao Arts Dao Lord! At this moment, he actually had no opponent!
"Boom!"
As Lu Yang expected, in the next instant, that rosy light condensed from the illusory brilliance of billions of Dao Arts had already descended, charging unobstructed towards the Netherworld.
In an instant, all the Dao Lords looked over simultaneously.
"I won't swallow it all!"
Almost at the same time, a voice also transmitted from that Dao Arts rosy light: "I will take one-fifth of the death spirits in the Netherworld. I will take them and leave and not lingering a moment longer."
Hearing this, Lu Yang's eyes grew increasingly heavy: 'As expected. Although Dao Lords prioritize interests, there are no fools blinded by greed. Taking one-fifth allows him to gain an advantage without making it unacceptable to the other Dao Lords. In this way, truly no one can stop him!'
Thinking of this, Lu Yang couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
At his wit's end, the only method right now was to acquiesce, allowing the Dao Arts Dao Lord to take away one-fifth of the death spirits, otherwise the situation would collapse.
Still too weak.
Just as Lu Yang was thinking this, suddenly, a figure passed by him, calmly stepping forward, walking towards the Dao Arts Dao Lord.
Perfected Lord Supreme Law Upholding Origin.
As he stepped forward, a crimson flag banner also appeared in his hand at some unknown time. Having said that, at first glance, it looked like a ragged piece of cloth.
The [Crimson Chariot Treasure Banner].
The secret treasure Dao Tianqi had given him in the past. It retained the true spirits of all the Three Foundations cultivators who had died in battle over countless years, entered the Netherworld, and then died in battle once again.
The final afterglow of the Three Foundations.
He solemnly unfurled it. And during this process, figures gradually walked out from behind him—illusory, stiff, yet full of firmness.
These figures were the surviving true spirits. Now even their features were unclear, their memories and lives completely lost, leaving only pure instinct. Yet at this moment, they arrayed themselves incredibly neatly behind Perfected Lord Supreme Law Upholding Origin, as if this had long been carved into their instincts.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
The true spirits made sounds. This was the howling of surviving instincts, meaningless buzzing, yet Perfected Lord Supreme Law Upholding Origin understood the meaning within:
[Are we raising the flag?]
Perfected Lord Supreme Law Upholding Origin smiled. That unextinguishable [Supreme Law Body] no longer cared about any consequences at this moment, unscrupulously elevating its stature!
And behind him, the final afterglow of the Three Foundations—the groups of true spirit figures stood there firmly, shoulder to shoulder, back to back. They became the anchor maintaining his consciousness, preventing him from getting lost in the dark void in the short term due to an overly high stature, transforming into a streak of crimson brilliance.
The [Crimson Chariot Treasure Banner] flew high.
At this moment, they once again held high the banner of saving the world.
With Dao Lords right before them, only a resolute, angry roar proclaiming their irreconcilable enmity echoed between heaven and earth:
"O Sun, when wilt thou perish? When thou fallest, I shall perish with thee!"