As the aura around Mu Changqing gradually calmed, facing the descending and strange killing intent of the Sea of Sacrifice as if the heavens were collapsing, his expression grew even calmer.
"Yinyin, let me see how far you have transformed now."
Mu Changqing murmured to himself.
Yinyin sensed it from Mu Changqing's body, her small legs crossed.
A radiant purple light burst forth from her, becoming more and more dazzling, transforming into the most magnificent thing in the world.
Her black hair turned the purest shade of dark purple, her pupils like two beads filled with profound and mysterious strangeness.
Within her small body, like the source of all waters, an endless stream of purple runes erupted.
The runes flickered with a forbidden dark purple glow, as if imbued with life, cheering and leaping.
Then, as if finding their belonging, they rushed into Mu Changqing's body like an endless tide.
And at this moment, the strange killing intent of the Sea of Sacrifice struck, instantly engulfing Mu Changqing.
That black Sea of Sacrifice, vast and boundless, was like the might of the Heavenly Dao, suppressing all existence under the Heavenly Dao.
Ominousness and the power of forbidden judgment poured out from the sacrificing sea, madly tearing at Mu Changqing's body.
Terrifying black immortal light transformed into forbidden realms and myriad judgment phenomena, leaving Mu Changqing no chance to escape.
"Hmph, let's see how he revives again."
"This time, Emperor Burial is bound to die, with no possibility of survival."
"No matter how terrifying and powerful he is, facing Hong Tian Dao, the true ruler of Hong Meng, even innate beings must submit. A mere acquired being who offends heavenly might deserves no forgiveness."
Terrifying voices emerged, seemingly mocking, but in reality, each inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.
They stood between heaven and earth, their colossal bodies silently watching the Sea of Sacrifice, waiting for Mu Changqing to revive.
However, at this moment, Mu Changqing, swallowed by the Sea of Sacrifice, was surrounded by strands of strange runes cheering and leaping, isolating him from the endless killing intent of the Sea of Sacrifice.
Mu Changqing slightly closed his eyes, carefully sensing the dark purple runes within him.
His aura sometimes swelled, sometimes contracted.
He seemed to be dormant, yet also awakening, his state extremely bizarre.
Drip, drip, drip!
The sound of liquid dripping echoed around Mu Changqing's body, a bead-like shadow spun and emerged from within him.
Then, as if guided, the purple runes rapidly merged with Mu Changqing's body.
In an instant, all things fell silent, and heaven and earth entered an unprecedented quiet.
Mu Changqing seemed to fall into a deep slumber again, time ticking by second by second.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed.
For immortal cultivators, a hundred years was but a fleeting moment.
For beings who transcended Immortal Emperors, it was even more negligible, perhaps a hundred years could pass with a single breath or a nap.
However, just as the Immortal Emperors of Emperor Fall were becoming increasingly relaxed,
A faint glimmer of light flashed by.
In the endless depths of the Sea of Sacrifice, Mu Changqing's eyelids trembled slightly, and a strange purple pattern appeared between his brows, emitting an ineffable radiance.
That light seemed to exist for the sole purpose of extinguishing all that is knowable.
It was a taboo, a taboo for all existing beings, the nemesis of all things.
In an instant, Mu Changqing opened his eyes, which turned into a demonic and pure purple, strands of purple patterns dancing in his pupils, with purple mist coiling out.
Hoo!
Mu Changqing exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a cloud of purple mist spewed forth.
Immediately after, the purple pattern between his brows glowed with an increasingly dazzling and chilling intensity.
In the blink of an eye, the purple pattern's radiance exploded to its zenith, with endless pillars of light piercing the Sea of Sacrifice, breaking through the dark starry sky, and illuminating all heavens and myriad realms.
The depths of Hong Meng, the forbidden zone of Emperor Burial, the ancient land of Samsara... all knowable places were instantly illuminated by this purple light.
The heavens and earth underwent great change, all realms trembled, and the past and present shook.
"Damn it, what happened? A hundred years have passed, how could he revive again?"
"Impossible, this is the judgment of Heavenly Dao's forbidden power. All beings, facing the collapsing Sea of Sacrifice, cannot escape death. Even in the era of Emperor Fall, he died by this method."
The Immortal Emperors of Emperor Fall were in terror, unease, and trembling.
Facing this forbidden power, they felt as if they had fallen into an eternal icy abyss, their hair standing on end.
At this moment, an unspeakable voice resounded, instantly piercing the endless Sea of Sacrifice, and a figure in a black robe floated out, standing in the dark starry sky.
Endless immortal light erupted brilliantly, and Mu Changqing stood within it, his hands behind his back.
Purple patterns flowed all over his body, and endless purple light flickered ceaselessly between his brows, his black robe wildly fluttering.
With every move, all things retreated, and all beings prostrated themselves.
"Finally, I have transformed again."
Mu Changqing murmured to himself, then his expression turned domineering as he looked down at the Immortal Emperors of Emperor Fall.
He slowly spoke.
"You have provoked my might, your sins are unforgivable, you deserve to be executed. Today, I grant you the death sentence."
As he spoke, Mu Changqing's right hand clenched.
A long sword materialized out of thin air.
Purple patterns danced on the sword's body, continuously burying all matter around it.
It spewed forth terrifying visions and flickered with the forbidden light of Dao Burial.
And this was the Sword of Life Burial, born from the further transformation of Dao Burial, meaning the burial of all sentient beings.
"Damn it, he has transformed again, he is too powerful, he is already invincible. Retreat."
Ancestor Dragon roared in panic, transforming into his true dragon form, tearing through the void to escape.
The Immortal Emperors of Emperor Fall, at this moment, had no desire to resist, and instead chose to flee in all directions.
Mu Changqing's expression was disdainful, holding the sword in one hand, an unspeakable power emanating from his body, dispersing the beings in the Sea of Sacrifice.
"Escape? With the Heavenly Dao absent, where can you possibly flee?"
As he spoke.
Accompanied by a deafening roar.
In the dark starry sky around Mu Changqing, countless stars instantly exploded, unable to withstand the pressure emanating from him.
With every breath he took, the vast realms of the dark starry sky, the desolate universe, were reassembled and gathered together, evolving into new dark heavens.
The scene was so terrifying and horrifying that it was unbelievable.
Mu Changqing's aura surpassed the supreme truth of Samsara, suppressing this power.
All creation, birth, and destruction were formed within his breaths.
This was not ordinary thought-based creation, but the supreme Samsara that replaced the Heavenly Dao, controlling all knowable things in this place.
Di Yuan trembled in fear.
He knew that from this day forward, he could no longer rely on the Abyss of Samsara with impunity.
Because his life and death were now solely within Mu Changqing's thoughts.
His colossal body secretly hid within the Abyss of Samsara, and Di Yuan now only hoped that Mu Changqing would overlook him, an ant at the level of a destroyer of life and destiny.
At this moment, Mu Changqing moved.
He took a step forward, drawing his sword and slashing horizontally.
Time flowed, heaven and earth shattered, and the universe vanished.
Here, Mu Changqing was the master, his sword controlling all things.
The Immortal Emperors of Emperor Fall discovered in terror that no matter how they tried to escape, their bodies would uncontrollably reappear in their original positions.
"The karma of Emperor Fall ends today. I bury the three thousand Emperors and become the taboo of all beings."
Mu Changqing once again held the Sword of Life Burial, brought his arms together, and slashed horizontally.
The power of life burial surged through everything, destroying billions of stars, dark stars, and desolate universes.
A trace of the Heavenly Dao's recovered power descended, a terrifying judgment that sought to stop everything, but it instantly turned to dust and vanished.
The three thousand Emperors of Emperor Fall perished completely from this day forth.
And Mu Changqing, having transformed again, had no equal among all knowable beings.
His peerless demeanor suppressed time, his hand extinguished eternity, who dared to disobey?