Purple mist billowed around Mu Changqing, soaring for hundreds of millions of miles into the chaotic void.
The four primordial beings' expressions grew uglier.
Especially upon sensing Mu Changqing's aura at their own level, they felt a thousand times more disgusted than Xing Zhao Immortal King falling into the excrement of chaotic beasts.
"Let's attack together. I don't believe he can suppress everything just by being at our level."
Jiyang Divine King coldly shouted, snapping the dazed crowd back to reality.
They unleashed their supreme techniques once more, a dazzling array of lights erupting, their terrifying killing intent materializing. Even a wisp of it would make the strongest beings in the heavens tremble.
Mu Changqing exuded an aura of invincible confidence. With his hands clasped behind his back, the purple glow around him intensified, his gaze indifferent. He spoke calmly,
"You once forged an era of unparalleled brilliance, but even the most glorious past has an end."
"Before today, the chess game of the world was under your control. But from today onward, I, Mu Changqing, truly return to the heavens. I am not just the taboo of the Emperor's Fall; I will become the taboo that no living being dares to mention, not even the primordial beings. No matter how you struggle, it will be futile."
As Mu Changqing's domineering words fell, the purple light around him blazed brighter, time flowed backward, and the cosmos inverted.
Mu Changqing, with the Great Dao of Burial of the Heavens as his origin, recreated a world, replayed the river of time, and transformed it into mysterious, profound, and supreme runes.
From his body, he shattered the chaotic void.
Everything perceivable trembled, an ultimate aura at the primordial being level swept through all that could be known.
Before the attacks of the four primordial beings could even approach, they were reversed by the river of time and dissipated into nothingness.
The four primordial beings trembled in fear.
For the first time in countless ages, they felt such emotions.
And it was a sense of despair and fear towards a post-celestial being.
Their supreme techniques, their full-force strikes, could not even touch Mu Changqing's true form.
Such methods were nothing like those of someone at their level.
"I said I would invite the four of you to die, and I will not go back on my word."
Mu Changqing whispered softly.
Then, his figure grew even more majestic, suppressing the river of time, causing it to halt, no longer flowing forward.
His heroic posture was captivating, his scattered black hair thick and exuding a purple glow.
His eyes were deep and wise, capable of piercing through everything.
With every gesture, the heavens trembled, and chaos feared.
His every move contained supreme techniques.
He was truly peerless, and the three thousand Great Daos wailed and trembled in his presence.
Mu Changqing took a step and casually unleashed a palm strike.
In an instant, the cosmos inverted, and time flowed backward.
An endless purple light transformed into an attack that blotted out the sun and shrouded the sky.
No matter how the four primordial beings struggled and evaded, it was futile.
Rumble!
The sound echoed through the ancient, present, and future, the chaotic space shattering inch by inch, reaching the unknowable realms.
With a single blow, the four primordial beings were severely wounded, their auras rapidly declining.
"Nothing more than this."
Mu Changqing spoke indifferently, his gaze sweeping over all beings, stunning all primordial beings.
The four primordial beings looked in terror at Mu Changqing's domineering and world-shaking majestic figure, feeling an unprecedented sense of loss and fear.
"Cough, cough, you cannot kill us. Burial Emperor, do not persist in your delusion. If you dare to slaughter primordial beings, the Ancestor of Humanity and the Demon Ancestor will personally intervene to suppress you. No matter how powerful you are, you have no chance against them."
Jiyang Divine King forced himself to speak, his severely wounded body covered in terrifying cracks, flowing with lava-like blood that emanated scorching light.
"Is that so? I have no fear."
Mu Changqing raised his hand again, and billions of Burial of the Heavens Purple Swords were summoned, entwined with wisps of purple mist, aimed at the four of them.
Terrifying killing intent intertwined, forming a cosmic order network that erupted with divine purple light.
"No, I am not resigned! Burial Emperor, you cannot kill us!"
The Lord of Darkness roared in terror.
The Demon Ancestor's face was pale, and his heart was filled with regret.
He regretted provoking Mu Changqing, this madman, this extreme madman who cast aside life and death and feared nothing.
"Ancestor of Humanity, Demon Ancestor, why do you not act? We are about to perish. This will affect the grand scheme."
The Lord of Light used his last ounce of strength, unleashing boundless immortal light that rippled across the depths of the primordial chaos.
The next moment, the depths of the primordial chaos trembled, and an even more terrifying aura erupted.
An ineffable aura permeated the heavens and all that could be known.
All sentient beings, the spirit of all things, humanity, everyone felt their blood boiling, and golden light erupted from their bodies in unison.
Then, they knelt and kowtowed, welcoming their prime ancestor's descent.
The golden light transformed into countless ultimate rays of light, traversing the starry sky and falling into the chaos.
The clang of colliding weapons echoed incessantly, and the three thousand Great Daos rejoiced.
All that had been for billions of years submitted.
Even the Lord of Darkness and the Demon Ancestor trembled uncontrollably.
They were afraid, their reverence unmasked.
Mu Changqing's purple eyes flickered, and he stopped his movements, turning around with his hands clasped behind his back. His expression was stern, and his black robe flapped in the wind.
His thick black hair intertwined with wisps of purple flame, as if expressing his current mood: unafraid to fight.
In the depths of the primordial chaos, the ineffable terrifying aura grew stronger.
The Ancestor of Humanity was awakening, reviving.
Myriad visions intertwined with the golden light of humanity.
Between heaven and earth, a hazy golden figure soared, piercing through the chaos, standing astride the river of time.
Great Daos resounded around him, accompanied by the roar of fierce battles and the terrifying spectacle of the world's genesis.
"Burial Emperor, stop. For the sake of the post-celestial beings of the heavens, you cannot continue this chaos."
The golden light coalesced, forming a towering giant.
The Ancestor of Humanity's majestic voice resounded, like the roar of heaven and earth, commanding obedience and preventing any defiance.
His figure was immeasurably vast, overlooking the boundless earth, all worlds, and all that could be known.
Mu Changqing's expression remained unmoved. Apart from the Heavenly Dao, this was the first time he felt pressure from a living being.
However, this pressure did not make him apprehensive or disheartened.
On the contrary, Mu Changqing's body trembled with excitement.
He truly wished to engage in an ultimate battle, to bury all that was known.
But he could not. He had plans, and he needed time.
He needed to understand all truths, to transform again, before he would have the strength to suppress everything.
"For the sake of the post-celestial beings of the heavens? On what grounds?"
Mu Changqing calmly asked, unafraid.
He knew that the Ancestor of Humanity dared not attack him at this moment.
Otherwise, the ultimate curtain would be drawn, and all the schemes of the chess game would be brought to naught.
"As a human, as the only being to break free from the constraints of the river of time and the shackles of being post-celestial, should you not consider the grand scheme and the well-being of all humans? This game is played for the sake of all sentient beings, and even more so for humanity. Burial Emperor, do not misstep."
The Ancestor of Humanity's majestic voice echoed again, speaking from the perspective of human righteousness, the perspective of all sentient beings, and the moral high ground.
Mu Changqing fell silent for a moment, then looked up and met the Ancestor of Humanity's radiant golden gaze, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"But what does all this... have to do with me?"
He, Mu Changqing, never lived for others.
What did the lives and deaths of others have to do with him?
What did the opinions of others have to do with him?
The moral high ground? To Mu Changqing, it was a joke.
If anyone dared to blaspheme or provoke him, he would simply kill them, without further ado.