Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?! Chapter 1021 - 537: Eighth Lifetime: Inscribing Dao in Heaven and Earth, Preaching to the World? (Part 2)

"Refining billions of living souls allows one to suppress and slay a Saint Master-level powerhouse."

"Blood Transformation Pool, White Bone Tower, Venerable Soul Banner..."

The details of the Blood Path inheritance inscribed inside were incredibly thorough, encompassing nearly every facet, which left Lu Yuan in utter shock.

"It's no surprise that the Vast Saint Sect harnessed the might of Heavenly Dao to inflict grave injuries on the Evil Spirit Sect."

After quite some time, Lu Yuan pulled back his Divine Thought and sighed deeply.

Hundreds of thousands of years prior, the Evil Spirit Sect had reached its zenith.

In order to expand their doctrine as far as possible and gather more followers, they spread their sect's cultivation methods throughout countless realms.

They labored tirelessly to refine all sorts of secret technique scrolls, lowering the barriers to cultivation, striving to let every single cultivator access them.

Thanks to the unyielding efforts of the Evil Spirit Sect's followers.

Blood Path inheritances had proliferated wildly, with virtually everyone holding onto at least one.

This brought untold devastation across the Supreme Origin Sacred Realm, turning countless lives to dust.

Without the Vast Saint Sect invoking the Authority of Heavenly Dao to unleash a devastating tribulation that decimated the Evil Spirit Sect.

Had they kept growing unchecked, the entire Holy Realm's inhabitants might have been wiped out by the Evil Spirit Sect's adherents.

Yet, even following that colossal clash, though the Evil Spirit Sect suffered heavy losses, numerous Blood Path inheritances lingered scattered throughout the Holy Realm, still tormenting the lands.

Similar to how the Taixuan Sect Ancestor stumbled upon a piece of Blood Path inheritance in an Ancient Secret Realm by chance.

The crimson jade talismans clutched in Lu Yuan's grasp were far more comprehensive and reserved solely for elders of the Void Dao Saint Master level to practice.

"These Blood Path methods, despite their sheer wickedness, hold elements that are truly valuable."

Lu Yuan possessed a flexible mindset and paid no heed to the lines between righteousness and evil.

From his perspective.

Be it the righteous path or the demonic dao.

Anything that boosts one's strength qualifies as a supreme path.

"The velocity of Blood Light Escape is staggering, placing it at the pinnacle among escape techniques, its worth rivaling that of a Sacred Artifact."

Lu Yuan recalled this escape art with sharp clarity.

In the prior contest over the True Dragon Divine Medicine, Blood Nether Old Ghost had narrowly evaded his fatal strike, preserving his life through this very escape technique in a stroke of fortune.

Had it been any other opponent, Lu Yuan would have undoubtedly reduced them to fragments.

With this in mind.

Lu Yuan promptly started practicing it.

He traced the prescribed path for Blood Light Escape, swiftly channeling his blood and qi.

"Rustle!"

The torrent of blood and qi surged ferociously along his meridians, echoing like roaring oceans and rivers.

As the escape technique circulated, the blood's pace quickened, eventually simmering like searing lava, making him feel as though his frame was on the verge of combustion.

At the same instant.

Accompanied by a "buzz" resonance.

A streak of blood light erupted from his form, fully encasing Lu Yuan.

"Go!"

On a sudden impulse, Lu Yuan soared into the skies over the Cyan Cloud Sect, eager to test the prowess of Blood Light Escape.

Yet the instant this notion flashed in his thoughts, a sharp "swoosh!" struck him.

The very next breath.

The vistas around him distorted into blurs, while the environment shifted at breakneck speed.

Once he regained his bearings, he realized he had traversed tens of thousands of miles!

"Tens of thousands of miles in a blink?"

"Even if Wind Thunder Profound Wings were upgraded to Sacred Artifact status, its swiftness wouldn't match this level of frenzy, right?"

Surveying the strange landscape, Lu Yuan drew in a sharp breath, marveling at the horrifying velocity of Blood Light Escape.

Per the records etched in the blood-colored jade talisman.

Blood Light Escape demands a modest cultivation base, one that nearly any Void Dao Saint Master can attain.

Yet the pace it achieves depends heavily on the robustness of one's physical form.

The mightier the body and the richer the blood and qi reserves, the more dreadful the burst of speed from Blood Light Escape.

Take, for instance, a demon cultivator from the Evil Spirit Sect's golden age who tempered their flesh to unbreakable perfection; upon activating Blood Light Escape, they could cover a million miles instantly.

Lu Yuan's Immortal Gold Body had achieved the Perfection Realm, his physique resembling divine materials of immortal gold, surpassing many Demon Race Saint Masters in durability.

Thus, on his inaugural activation of Blood Light Escape, he unleashed a speed beyond imagination.

Still, in exchange, the drain on blood and qi from Blood Light Escape proved equally staggering.

Lu Yuan probed his condition with Divine Thought and noted that his once-vigorous build had withered noticeably.

His entire being looked parched and shrunken, like severe desiccation.

"While Blood Light Escape offers incredible speed, its toll on blood and qi renders it a desperate escape measure, to be employed only in dire straits."

Lu Yuan's pulse raced as he quickly retrieved several millennium-old herbs to restore his depleted blood and qi.

Moments later.

As the herbs' essence coursed through him, his vital blood and energy slowly replenished, restoring his body to its prior robustness.

Once that was done.

Lu Yuan unfurled his Wind Thunder Profound Wings and leisurely returned to the Cyan Cloud Sect.

By now.

All the gains and treasures from his East Sea venture had been fully integrated by him.

His strength had been thoroughly stabilized and amplified.

Lu Yuan felt assured that should he cross paths with Mo Mountain and their allies once more, he could overpower them single-handedly, regardless of their alliance!

"With my strength now solidified, it's time to prepare for my breakthrough to the Inscription Realm."

Lu Yuan contemplated inwardly.

From the cultivation notes bequeathed by the Zen Venerable, Void Dao Saint Masters had two paths to enter the Inscription Realm.

The initial approach.

Involved methodically building one's power.

When strength hit an unbreakable peak, one would engage in Heavenly Person Communication to etch their Daoist skill upon the cosmos.

Thereby inscribing their own Law Dao Mark upon existence.

But the laws of heaven and earth aren't empty slates to be so easily rewritten.

Furthermore, engraving a Dao Mark into the heavens equates to supplanting the Heaven and Earth Laws with personal Dao.

This amounts to usurping the authority of Heavenly Dao and diluting the force of its will.

Unsurprisingly, such an act invites the wrath of Heavenly Dao.

Hence, during the inscription of the Law Dao Mark, a Void Dao Saint Master must endure the heavens' rejection and assaults, braving intense celestial tribulations.

This ordeal carries immense peril; a single misstep spells eternal doom without escape.

Across the ages, myriad geniuses have perished at this juncture.

Yet human ingenuity knows no bounds.

Given the harrowing risks and near-impossible odds of surviving the Law Dao Mark inscription.

Successive generations gleaned wisdom from the downfalls and errors of those before, enduring endless experiments and refinements, ultimately unearthing a second path.

It is widely understood.

The great Dao flows like water, with all sentient beings as the fish within it.

The boundless entities and phenomena of the world form the very fabric of heaven and earth.

The ceaseless wills and aspirations of these beings coalesce to form the Heavenly Dao Will.

Thus, the myriad beings serve as the bedrock for the Heavenly Dao Will's persistence.

Should everything dissolve into nothingness and life fade to cinders, the Heavenly Dao Will would vanish entirely.

The alternative method devised by descendants.

Entails disseminating teachings to the masses and awakening the populace!

Since direct alteration of heaven and earth draws fierce opposition from the Heavenly Dao Will.

Shift the strategy: bestow one's Daoist skill upon the greatest number of individuals, forging an enduring legacy in this realm.

Then, harness the unified will and devotion of beings to sway the Heavenly Dao Will, greatly easing the world's antagonism toward oneself.

In turn, paving the way for a triumphant ascent to the Inscription Realm!

Consider the Immortal Dao Lineages that battle relentlessly for domains and adherents, sparing no expense to propagate their legacies across infinite realms.

The reason lies in amassing sufficient pupils and devotees to spawn more Ming Dao Venerables, who can then attain enlightenment and imperial status!

Nevertheless, this route, though safer, demands far greater time and labor.

And the pool of living beings remains finite.

Each additional disciple you gain means one fewer for me.

Consequently.

It inevitably sparks conflicts and bloodshed between rival Dao Lineages.

Even in the sprawling Holy Realm teeming with innumerable races, a new Ming Dao Venerable might not arise in ten thousand years.

The birth of each new Venerable shakes the foundations of the Supreme Origin Sacred Realm.

It could even draw the gaze of those exalted Immortal Emperors of Attainment!

"Inscribing the heavens carries too much risk, perhaps viable back in the Ancient Era."

"But today, with myriad powers clashing, all Law Dao paths are monopolized by dominant Immortal Dao Lineages—where could I possibly carve out a niche?"

Lu Yuan sighed with exasperation.

Regarding the path of preaching to the world, it appeared equally unattainable.

Sects like Divine Fire Sect and Jile Divine Teachings, mighty Immortal Dao Lineages, clashed savagely over territories.

He, as just a lone Void Dao Saint Master without any foundation or allies.

Any bold attempt at preaching would invite even fiercer oppression and pursuit!