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The Great Dao moved, each taking their own path. If the Eighty-One Holy Shadows were truly the manifestation of the Saint, Zuo Dao would never dare to act so boldly. However, these Holy Shadows were merely transformed from calamities, possessing only a trace of the Saint's memory, unrelated to the Saint itself, which provided Zuo Dao with an opportunity.
Any Cultivator who could still perceive even a hint of activity in the battlefield was utterly stunned by Zuo Dao's actions.
What a ruthless person! Absolutely ruthless! This was true robbery, stealing right under the nose of calamity. He had brazenly taken away the memory of the Eighty-One Saints.
If calamity were a person at that moment, it would surely be spitting blood in frustration, having never witnessed such treachery. It turned out that the earlier appearance of a woman was merely bait!
Zuo Dao transformed into a Furnace, with the Celestial Veil becoming a cauldron, and in one breath, he plundered all Eighty-One Holy Shadows.
The eighty-one figures roared and went mad within a massive cauldron. In the blink of an eye, several figures lost control, floating aimlessly within the cauldron as if their souls had been erased by a Soul Strike.
Soon after, one by one, they seemed cursed, completely losing their sense of self. They transformed into strands of Saintly Aura, swirling in the starry sky.
Each figure represented a Saint, but now there were eighty-one Saints' memories being forcibly refined by Zuo Dao into pure Supreme Sage energy between heaven and earth.
The fall of the Eighty-One Saints also signified that this robbery was nearing its end. The Calamity Cloud dispersed without hesitation.
The Ice Shimmer Star returned to clarity, but this time it was far too immense. More than half of the planet had been destroyed, leaving it in ruins. From the starry sky, it appeared ravaged; Ice Shimmer Star was on the brink of collapse. It would take countless years to recover.
This also reflected the power of this calamity. Even if all Cultivators on Ice Shimmer Star transcended tribulation together, they could not have caused such devastation. Yet who would have thought that the culprit behind it all was someone who played by no rules?
After calamity comes grace; rewards and punishments have always been the high truths espoused by the Dao.
At this moment, the beneficiaries were not just Tai Shu Yun alone; thirteen individuals including the Twelve Holy Sons simultaneously received blessings. Only Zuo Dao was excluded.
The Dao of this realm could no longer confine him and certainly would not grant him any rewards.
Thirteen Shadows hovered in the void, absorbing the pure Spirit Energy that descended upon them. Yet within the form of Thirteen Shadows, another figure emanated a light that was entirely different from those around.
The pure golden Spirit Energy surged into Tai Shu Yun's body like a long dragon, altering her constitution and enriching her cells.
For a moment, it evoked a sense of reverence. Golden lightning circled around her, gradually cleansing her body and refining the impurities within.
The aura released by the Twelve Holy Sons was so powerful that even cultivators miles away could hardly sense it.
It was immense, incomparably powerful.
This phenomenon only occurred after the Earth Bridge was breached; it was a scene that unfolded during the reincarnation of a Saint Child.
The pressure of the Dao could not suppress Zuo Dao, and similarly, the aura of the Twelve Holy Sons could only be ignored.
One person becoming a Saint is formidable, but what happens when there are twelve?
The fleet of the Supreme Academy approached once more, with instructors already sitting cross-legged to begin their cultivation before they even drew near, devouring the energy drifting in the starry sky.
"Why are you not sitting down to cultivate? What are you waiting for?" A commanding voice echoed in the ears of the cultivators, awakening them from their stupor as they quickly entered a state of focus.
Zuo Dao paid no attention to these matters; his focus was entirely on the Eighty-One Groups of Sacred Qi. This not only contained insights related to Saints but also held a trace of Calamity Power.
If this Eighty-One Groups of Sacred Qi were unleashed within the Great Star Domain, it would undoubtedly lead to an apocalyptic catastrophe. Some Ancient Ancestors at the peak of the Endless Cycle Realm could break through using this sacred energy, stepping into higher Realms. Lower-tier cultivators receiving this sacred energy would find their paths ahead unimpeded, sailing smoothly in their future cultivation journeys.
Yet no one dared to take action against Zuo Dao now. Relying on numbers? Hadn't they seen how he had captured eighty-one initial Saints alive?
However, Zuo Dao had not considered directly giving this sacred energy to Heterodox disciples. He always had more to contemplate than others. The Eighty-One Rays of Sacred Qi were his ultimate trump card for forming his strongest foundation.
He had never regarded the Twelve Holy Sons as subordinates; Yan Zhen and the others were special existences to him. They were his fellow disciples, his family. Although the Seven Unruly Disciples were his Guardians, he treated them as friends.
He absolutely did not want these people to be involved in real slaughter. If anything happened to any of them, he would feel guilty and responsible.
The starry sea was boundless, with Great Stars flowing within it. Some were filled with immense vitality, while others were shrouded in deathly stillness.
This was the universe, and it could also represent the life that a Cultivator fought for.
The Eighty-One Rays of Sacred Qi had yet to determine their destination; every choice was of utmost importance. It wasn't that he was unwilling to part with them; he simply did not wish to see those he had nurtured turn against him in the end.
He knew that the Celestial Realm had its courts, and the Divine Realm had its worlds. The final outcome would undoubtedly be earth-shattering; rivers of blood would no longer suffice to describe it. In the end, even great stars would be obliterated by the flames of war, leaving no trace behind.
He sat and watched the clouds roll by, smiling at the rise and fall of the waves.
Now that the clouds had dissipated and the waves had yet to rise, it was beyond Zuo Dao's expectations. This hidden "Chessmaster" ultimately did not appear, which left him quite disappointed.
He did not know how vast this game truly was; as long as he remained on this "mountain," he would forever be unaware of what lay deep within the "clouds."
He stood still for three breaths, during which countless blessings were bestowed upon him, benefiting even the disciples of Supreme Academy.
When the last trace of Dragon Tail from the Spirit Energy Long Dragon merged into Tai Shu Yun's body, this calamity could finally be considered truly over.
The first Cultivator let out a long sigh of relief. The impact of this event had been overwhelming for them.
From initiating the calamity to Transcending Tribulation and finally to the robbery, some witnessed it all while others only saw part of it. Yet none of this diminished their respect for Zuo Dao.
What they would ultimately become was not something he was indifferent to; rather, every bit of strength they gained meant one less worry for him in the future.
In this realm, there were no challenges left, yet it was unclear how to proceed to the next. Should he tread the path of void and seek that fleeting chance?
During this time, Zuo Dao had traversed numerous planets, but he had yet to discover any planet with Void Teleportation.
Huang Xishi and Feng Miaomiao had already been released. However, just as they were about to unleash their fury upon Zuo Dao, they realized that what they saw was far beyond their imagination.
On Ice Shimmer Star, Zuo Dao had left a legacy; whether anyone would witness such a scene again in the future remained uncertain, but there was absolutely no record of this event in the annals of history.
The foremost figure in the Great Star Domain, without a doubt. As for the empty title, Zuo Dao merely smiled. After Tai Shu Yun and the others had endured their tribulations and received their blessings, they vanished alongside Zuo Dao aboard the Heterodox Battleship.
The Supreme Academy dispatched a large number of personnel to search within the Great Star Domain, yet they found not a single trace of him.
Zuo Dao had disappeared after creating the Great Undead. Whether it was Zuo Dao himself, the Twelve Holy Sons, or even Tai Shu Yun, along with the Eighty-One Rays of Sacred Qi, all had completely vanished from sight.
At the moment when cultivators in the Great Star Domain were driven to madness, Zuo Dao led the Debate Squad officially onto the path of seeking immortality. This was an exceedingly long journey with no known destination.
In an uninhabited area filled with Dead Stars, the entire starry sky was shrouded in silence and desolation. At that moment, a battleship leaped into this expanse of space.
Zuo Dao stood with his hands behind his back on the ship's deck, surveying this Star Domain with a deep sigh.
"How many is this now?"
After his tribulation, Zuo Dao had been continuously searching for a new direction within the Great Star Domain—one that could lead to the Celestial Realm. Although he could not be certain if he would find it, he knew that the Celestial Realm truly existed; the message conveyed by that light orb was simply astonishing. Even he instinctively wanted to deny it.
Along their journey, they encountered nothing but dead ends—a path devoid of any vitality. These places were all unmarked on the star maps of the Great Star Domain.
The oppressive nature of their journey weighed heavily on everyone’s spirits, leaving even Zuo Dao feeling a tinge of irritation in his heart.
"Don't worry too much." At that moment, a pair of delicate hands wrapped around him from behind. Without turning around, he already knew who it was. He tilted his head slightly and rubbed his chin against the silky hair.
"I'm not worried; I'm just anxious. There are some things I can't share with you, but they are truly important. If we can't find that Teleportation Array that can break the barrier soon, I'm afraid something big will happen," Zuo Dao said softly.
Huang Xishi noticed that the man before her had a heavy expression she had never seen before. Just as she was about to say something, footsteps approached.
"See? I knew you two would sneak off to this place for a tryst. Just wait until I tell Yun'er; let's see how you explain that to her." Upon hearing that voice, both of them recognized it was Feng Miaomiao.
Huang Xishi felt her face flush with embarrassment and annoyance; why did she have to show up at this moment?
"Weren't you and Yun'er sworn enemies? Why are you so friendly with her now?" Zuo Dao teased. Thankfully, the presence of the Three Women on the ship lightened his heavy heart a little.
After the calamity, both Huang Xishi and Feng Miaomiao had strong opinions about Zuo Dao, but he managed to charm the Two Women with his silver tongue, easing tensions. Of course, he had also offered countless benefits to calm things down, which sometimes gave him a headache dealing with the Three Women.
He wasn't against having the Three Women around; he just wasn't ready yet. The road ahead was uncertain, and he didn't want to see them sad or hurt. In truth, all four of them understood this; it was just that Zuo Dao wouldn't go there, nor would the Three Women. They knew Zuo Dao would eventually give them an explanation. Even if they all married him together, they wouldn't mind at all.
"Master, we've detected unusual fluctuations that resemble what you mentioned," Tang Fengyue's news made Zuo Dao's spirits lift.
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