Instantly, time and space became chaotic.
Mu Changqing and the Lord of Darkness vanished from the demon realm.
In a blink of an eye, they reappeared in the primordial chaos.
They floated in the endless void, facing each other across an immeasurable expanse of time and space.
Around them, the most dazzling light pierced through millions of miles, illuminating the boundless chaos like intricate patterns.
With every thought, the river of time and space churned, and realms were born and destroyed.
"Funeral Emperor, do you truly believe I fear you?"
The Lord of Darkness let out a cold roar, his ultimate darkness power manifesting vividly, transforming into countless primeval divine demons and beasts that lunged at Mu Changqing with roars.
Mu Changqing's pair of purple eyes still held a hint of amusement. No one knew what he was truly thinking.
When others attempted to deduce Mu Changqing's true intentions, he would act as they expected, aligning with causality and time to provide them with the answers they sought.
At this moment, an old Daoist appeared between them.
Though it seemed as if the three were in the same space, they had employed supreme divine abilities, distorting time and space, placing themselves at an infinite distance from each other.
"Esteemed sirs, let's talk things out, talk things out. No need for fighting, it's not worth it."
The old Daoist, with an appearance of benevolence, hastily intervened.
The Lord of Darkness cast a cold glance at the old Daoist. In his perception, this fellow had always been with Mu Changqing, undoubtedly in league with him.
"What, you intend to join forces as well? Dao Ancestor, you are no longer qualified to interfere."
Upon hearing this, the old Daoist's face turned grim and ugly. He let out a cold snort and stopped engaging.
He did not wish for Mu Changqing to disrupt the game, but if everything meticulously planned were to fall apart, it would not necessarily be a bad thing for him.
Mu Changqing glanced at the old Daoist and said calmly.
"Old man, today I've invited you to witness a good show."
As he spoke, boundless purple flames erupted from Mu Changqing's body. Wisps of Purple Netherflame danced and leaped with joy, swirling and coiling, tearing through endless time and space.
An area of millions of miles became a purple purgatory.
Mu Changqing's black hair and black robes writhed wildly amidst the purple flames. With his hands behind his back, he walked leisurely through the chaos, like an unparalleled emperor at the dawn of creation, imperious and noble.
The two exchanged no more words, directly unleashing their supreme powers, displaying forbidden secret arts.
"Funeral Emperor, throughout history, you have been the foremost among post-natal beings. Today, I shall see how much substance this so-called foremost post-natal being truly possesses."
The Lord of Darkness roared coldly. At this moment, he appeared as if he were dominating the world, condescendingly superior.
His ultimate darkness transformed into chains of order, which boomed and multiplied from one into ten thousand.
In an instant, they pierced through endless time and space, aiming to obliterate Mu Changqing's true form.
Mu Changqing stood with his hands behind his back in the river of time and space. No matter how the dark chains of order tore through space, they could not locate his true form.
"Damn it, where is your peerless aura from the Era of Emperor's Fall? Why are you acting like an ant, only hiding and dodging? Come fight me."
The Lord of Darkness bellowed again, manifesting the Dark Dao Sword, splitting it into countless fragments.
Forming a cage of myriad dark swords, he launched his attack.
"Your avatar is too weak. Let your true form descend."
Mu Changqing's expression remained calm and cold. After uttering these words,
endless time and space instantly shattered. The dark chains of order crumbled, and the cage of myriad dark swords turned into nothingness.
Following this, the Purple Netherflame incinerated endless time and space, instantly pinpointing the Lord of Darkness's location.
Mu Changqing's gaze precisely identified the Lord of Darkness's exact position. In his right hand, a purple longsword slowly materialized, imbued with the aura of the ultimate Funeral Heaven Great Dao.
Brilliant purple light caused the inauspicious substances of the chaos to instinctively retreat.
"Lord of Darkness, let your true form descend and fight me. Otherwise, I will return to the demon realm and erase all your plans."
With a single sword strike, he pierced through the ages, a terrifying spectacle that permeated the boundless chaos and illuminated all realms.
Past, present, and future, an aura of everything being consigned to oblivion surged forth.
Rumbling!
The avatar of the Lord of Darkness, roaring, was annihilated in the river of time and space. He was unwilling, his furious and violent gaze filled with rage.
"Damn it, damn it! In all of history, no one has dared to treat me this way! I am the Lord of Darkness! Even facing the Demon Ancestor, I am fearless! Funeral Emperor, you wait. My true form is about to descend, and we will fight to the death!"
His terrifying voice resounded through all realms. All beings in the myriad realms were stunned, followed by extreme fear.
For a moment, they couldn't comprehend what had happened.
The old Daoist looked at Mu Changqing, who was bathed in Purple Netherflame like an unparalleled emperor.
He attempted to deduce Mu Changqing's purpose once more, but this time, he found Mu Changqing to be within a realm of chaotic void.
After a moment, the old Daoist let out a bitter smile, shook his head, and sighed softly.
"What are you really trying to do, you fellow?"
Mu Changqing merely swept him a calm glance and continued to wait peacefully.
His purple eyes seemed to penetrate the endless primordial chaos, fixing on a certain point.
*Crack, snap!*
Accompanying a faint sound of a primordial embryonic light screen shattering, it emanated from the depths of the primordial chaos, a place devoid of light and life, utterly dead.
An ineffable aura swept through the boundless chaos from the depths of the primordial chaos, and endless darkness spread.
In those unfathomable depths, at the center of the chilling darkness.
The rules, like fragments of crystal, splintered inch by inch.
A blurry figure emerged from the primordial embryonic light screen. Fragments of rules transformed into streams of ultimate dark origin and entered his body. The man slowly opened his eyes, his pupils entirely black, devoid of any trace of light.
After a moment, dark flames erupted from his black pupils. Streams of ultimate dark flames spread through the boundless chaos, as if welcoming the descent of the Dark Emperor.
*Clang, clang, clang!*
An inexplicable sound reverberated.
The moment this sound appeared, beings in the deepest abyss were awakened in resonance.
Yet, they did not break free from their restraints to descend.
"Funeral Emperor, I have come."
The Lord of Darkness, completely revived from his endless seal, muttered coldly.
The dark flames in his eyes continuously burned the primordial chaos.
Around the dark flames were scenes of the terrifying creation of heaven and earth, and the signs of the annihilation and gestation of all living things.
A head of ultimate dark, silky hair was formed by dark flames.
On each strand of this hair were countless stars and innumerable chaotic great worlds.
These worlds were different from the myriad realms; they lacked complete rules and contained only dark beings, incomplete existences.
The true form of such a being could no longer be described by size.
It could be as small as a normal being.
It could be so large that it could shatter the myriad realms, tear through the ancient stars, break the constraints of space and time. Even traveling at the speed of light, an Immortal Emperor would find it difficult to cross its body to reach the other side.
Mu Changqing sensed it, a flicker of madness in his purple eyes, his excitement growing.
An ultimate battle, a true battle between the post-natal and the pre-natal, he had long awaited this.
The old Daoist was terrified. The event he most feared had still occurred.
"It was unavoidable after all. The true body has descended, and the confrontation has commenced prematurely."
The old Daoist sighed, unable to prevent this terrifying battle that spanned across past, present, and future, and could only choose to observe from the sidelines.
In the myriad realms, avatars of pre-natal beings looked up at the boundless chaos, their expressions varied.
"Funeral Emperor, as you wished, I am here."
The Lord of Darkness's voice, cold and deep, filled with endless darkness, echoed throughout the entire chaos, reaching Mu Changqing's ears.