True Martial World Chapter 1701 - Martial Dao Peak
Translator: CKtalon Editor: CKtalon
Clashes repeated with ever-increasing speed and ferocity. The duel between Yi Yun and the Ancestor God ripped the world apart.
Cracks started forming on the Ancestor God’s battle ax. This divine weapon could no longer endure Yi Yun’s nomological sword.
As the cracks multiplied rapidly, a deafening explosion rang out, as though something inside the black ax had been cleaved in two. The seal broke apart, unleashing millions of souls in a massive flood.
These were the wraiths slain by the Ancestor God and imprisoned in his battle ax across hundreds of millions of years.
Powerful bindings had forced these wraiths to lend their strength to him. But now, with the seals destroyed, they all broke free and surged toward one target—the Ancestor God himself. They tore into him, unleashing eons of pent-up hatred!
Ghoulish power arose from deep-seated grudges, and now, the furious backlash from billions of souls erupted at the worst possible moment for the Ancestor God, who was already pinned down by Yi Yun. Though they might not wound him gravely, their frenzy disrupted his focus.
“A murderer will be murdered, a world annihilator will suffer the wrath of the Heavenly Dao. Ancestor God, I will obliterate you today!”
With a resounding shout, Yi Yun summoned a gigantic wheel behind his back.
Demon gods of every form adorned the wheel. It resembled the 10000 Demon Wheel of Existence, yet differed utterly. Instead, it evoked a newborn galactic whirlpool.
Yi Yun drew his Dao of Major Destruction from the Dao Originator Celestial Thearch. The 10000 Demon Wheel of Existence’s demon gods embodied ruin, but much of Yi Yun’s Dao of Creation sprang from his personal enlightenment.
The rhythm of creation and destruction pulsed through the cosmos.
By fusing these paths, Yi Yun’s version of the 10000 Demon Wheel of Existence became better known as the Wheel of Creation and Destruction—mirroring the universe in its entirety.
Upon the black wheel’s emergence, it drew endless lightning bolts. Each streak spanned millions of kilometers, lighting up the Multiverse rift. A single bolt could shatter stars!
“This is a... Heavenly Tribulation?”
“Did the sheer might of his power provoke heavenly retribution?”
Observers reeled in shock. Yi Yun’s Martial Dao had summoned this Heavenly Tribulation, its vastness no longer confined to the Chaos Heavens but engulfing the enormous Multiverse rift.
Against such an immense Heavenly Tribulation, the Fey tribulations or Ghost tribulations faced by Fey Thearchs and Ghost Thearchs seemed utterly insignificant. Attempting to survive it would reduce them to dust in an instant.
“Boom!”
Heavenly Tribulation lightning crashed down, shaking the Chaos Heavens violently.
Just as all believed the Heavenly Tribulation would strike without mercy, an even more astounding sight unfolded. Every lightning bolt converged into Yi Yun’s Wheel of Creation and Destruction!
Though Yi Yun’s Martial Dao invoked the Heavenly Tribulation, he commanded it fully.
The Wheel of Creation and Destruction descended as the Ancestor God, golden hair whipping wildly, rushed forward gripping his battle ax.
“Ka-cha!”
Divine blood sprayed everywhere, leaving onlookers staring in disbelief. The sight seared into their souls.
The Ancestor God’s arm lay severed!
That thousand-foot dark-golden limb weighed like a mountain. The Ancestor God’s flesh was the universe’s toughest substance, yet Yi Yun’s nomological power had sheared it clean off!
The arm crashed down, smashing a crater into the earth. Like scorching iron searing ice, the terrain buckled under its mass and started melting.
Vast quantities of soil and rock liquefied, releasing buried energies that flowed toward the Ancestor God’s severed arm.
Even with one arm gone, the Ancestor God flashed a sinister grin.
“You’ve done well to cut off my arm, but it means nothing to me. The Chaos Heavens can’t support my arm’s might. Fail to annihilate it completely, and it will burrow into the Chaos Heavens’ depths, drawing energy on its own until it grows powerful enough to form another avatar—and merge back with me! Then, my full strength returns, even amplified!”
While speaking, the Ancestor God gripped his battle ax across his chest with his remaining arm.
Obviously, should Yi Yun try to obliterate the Ancestor God’s arm, the Ancestor God would counterattack right away, leaving Yi Yun no opportunity.
The Godly Monarchs gasped in unison at this sight. The Ancestor God’s might was simply overwhelming. Yi Yun’s strike was so ferocious that it severed the Ancestor God’s arm, yet this astonishing accomplishment inflicted minimal harm on him.
That invincible defense combined with rapid regeneration plunged them into utter despair.
Yet Yi Yun showed no surprise.
The Ancestor God had attained a realm of unimaginable heights. Using celestial bodies for comparison, he resembled a black hole that devoured all nearby stars and planets. Even a single severed arm of his would draw in the Chaos Heavens’ nomological truths upon touching that realm.
Vast though the Chaos Heavens was, its energies remained too scattered and feeble. Only a supreme expert like Yi Yun could unleash its complete potential.
“Your arm is indeed powerful, but it is not your main body after all. Once it left your body, it is no longer as unassailable as before.”
Gripping his nomological sword, Yi Yun made no move. Still, his face beamed with total assurance.
The Ancestor God sneered, on the verge of ridiculing Yi Yun, when his expression abruptly shifted.
He glanced down sharply. At his feet, the arm that had buried into the earth now bogged down like in a muddy swamp, halting its plunge.
The arm’s pale golden sheen faded bit by bit as its energies drained away at a frantic pace!
Next, starting from the elbow section, a dark ring of light expanded outward. This halo wiped out every trace of the arm’s energy glow, causing it to begin rotting slowly.
The sight resembled billions of years flashing by in a blink. The Ancestor God’s supremely tempered arm was decaying!
“How could this be!?”
Astoundment struck the Ancestor God. His lifespan nearly matched the grandest Great Worlds. Even in death, his body would persist forevermore.
But now, eternity was no more!
Within mere seconds, the Ancestor God’s arm rotted completely. Right then, a dark red bead burst free from it, crimson as a blood-swollen leech.
As one of the three Universe seeds, the Primordial Chaos Demon Bead embodied the Spirit facet of the three core laws: Spirit, Qi, and Soul!
The term “Spirit” denoted flesh and blood. It encompassed all—be it cosmic structures or vital essences of life.
In his sword slash, Yi Yun had lodged the Primordial Chaos Spirit Bead into the Ancestor God’s arm. Once detached from the main body, the arm became essentially unclaimed. A lone limb couldn’t endure the joint onslaught from Yi Yun’s laws and the Primordial Chaos Demon Bead.
Thus, the Primordial Chaos Demon Bead devoured the arm!
Its vital essence was seized by the Primordial Chaos Demon Bead, while the leftover laws, Origins energy, and traces of lifeblood dispersed into the Chaos Heavens.
In an instant, the rotting arm ballooned dramatically in size.
This happened because the arm brimmed with immense power. Though the Primordial Chaos Demon Bead absorbed over 90% of it, vast amounts lingered.
Lacking nomological seals, the energy expanded freely without compression.
Swiftly, it stretched to a thousand feet long, surging in size by magnitudes without end.
Once its glow vanished, the arm took on an earthen hue. From afar, the Ancestor God’s arm had transformed into a colossal mountain range!
Towering hundreds of thousands of feet high and spanning hundreds of thousands of kilometers, this enormous range overflowed with dense Spirit Qi—a true paradise!
Countless sects would flock to claim such a paradise for their bases, raising disciples amid its bounty. Over time, it would yield countless natural treasures and exotic beasts. It might even evolve into a wondrous mystic realm.
Hundreds of millions of years hence, a glorious Martial Dao legacy could emerge here, spawning legions of formidable powerhouses!
Having foreseen this spectacle, Yi Yun felt a touch of melancholy. “The Heavenly Dao’s evolution is about formation, existence, disintegration, and emptiness. What you took away ultimately needs to be returned. All of this is fated. You... will not be able to destroy the Heavenly Dao!”
Yi Yun at last comprehended why the Dao Originator Celestial Thearch left behind the three Universe seeds upon departing his Multiverse. This went beyond mere nomological restrictions, as the Dao Originator Celestial Thearch might have defied the laws to seize them by force. Still, he refrained... most likely aware that a Multiverse's fundamental elements truly belong to the Multiverse itself.
Warriors devoted their lives to martial arts cultivation, defying the heavens and breaking free from Samsara. Yet they could never doom the world or forsake their roots. Those three Universe seeds weren't the Dao Originator Celestial Thearch's, nor Yi Yun's—they belonged to no individual, destined instead to birth a fresh Universe. They formed an essential part of a Universe's Samsara cycle.
In the end, a warrior must depend on their own strength. For now, Yi Yun merely drew power from the three Universe seeds, but to ascend to his utmost limits, he would rely solely on himself.
This embodied the purest essence of the Martial Dao's pinnacle. And the Dao Originator Celestial Thearch, Lin Ming, had already walked this very path.
With this insight, Yi Yun shattered an inner restraint. His Spirit, Qi, and Soul fused even deeper with the three Universe seeds. Moreover, the Primordial Chaos Demon Bead channeled its absorbed energy straight to Yi Yun!
His power kept surging upward!
Yi Yun's aura resembled a colossal Universe. Confronting him felt like challenging the entire Multiverse. Every Godly Monarch sensed their utter insignificance in his presence.
Gripping the nomological sword, with the three Universe seeds hovering behind him, Yi Yun unleashed his ultimate slash against the Ancestor God!
This slash reversed the world's hues. From the depths of the Chaos Heavens, a thunderous dragon roar echoed across the cosmos as the Chaos Heavens' dragon soul merged into Yi Yun's blade!
Simultaneously, the Universe's void ripped open amid roaring laws. Beyond the Chaos Heavens' dragon soul, spirits from numerous minor worlds shattered space, racing over immense distances to reach the Chaos Heavens!
These world souls took endless shapes—white tigers, sacred trees, phoenixes, massive rocks, towering mountains, or flowing rivers.
Some stretched hundreds of thousands of kilometers wide, while others matched a mountain's scale.
Countless world souls had gathered, as if heeding Yi Yun's summons to battle.
No longer Yi Yun's personal blow, this became the Heavenly Dao's supreme strike, embodying the Multiverse!
In that instant, the full might of the Multiverse converged on Yi Yun. A hush fell as Godly Monarchs' minds blanked out. They yearned to kneel before such overwhelming force.
The Ancestor God's eternally stoic face twisted into frenzied distortion. Beneath the insanity lurked raw terror!
Never in his endless existence had he faced such vast power!
With a maniacal bellow, he swung his battle ax toward Yi Yun!
Yi Yun merely twisted his blade with effortless grace.
“Ka-cha!”
The Ancestor God's ax exploded into fragments instantly!
This divine weapon, tempered over hundreds of millions of years and fed with innumberable lives' blood, disintegrated utterly!
Bound to the ax's soul, the Ancestor God convulsed from the shock, vomiting blood!
Then Yi Yun's slash descended relentlessly!
This blow engulfed the entire world!
Silence gripped the realm as the Multiverse itself stilled!
All that energy burst forth beneath Yi Yun's blade!
Only the Ancestor God emitted the universe's last echo—a furious, unwilling howl.
The three Universe seeds sealed the Ancestor God's body, soul, and essence. Moments later, Yi Yun's single strike annihilated and consumed it all!
The Heavenly Dao, Origins energy, and lifeblood the Ancestor God had devoured, along with the myriad wraiths he ensnared, flowed back into the universe.
Dust returned to dust, ashes to ashes!
Blinding divine radiance flooded the universe for roughly five minutes, then coalesced into a lone ray—the nomological sword in Yi Yun's grasp.
Yi Yun's slash had ripped across the Multiverse, extending billions of kilometers!
Behind him, the Ancestor God's corpse lingered. Yet it had faded entirely. The spark in his eyes had vanished completely—his life extinguished!
“Boom!”
The Ancestor God's enormous form crashed down!
Soon after, the rot that consumed his arm repeated across his body.
The Ancestor God's colossal frame merged into the Chaos Heavens, plummeting endlessly. Whatever remained was claimed by the Chaos Heavens.
“Rumble!”
Cracks started appearing across the earth as the myriad rifts born from the ferocious clash between Yi Yun and the Ancestor God began to mend.
Afterward, towering mountain chains surged upward from the barren plains.
Right in the heart of these mountains, a massive river materialized from nothingness!
These grand mountain ranges and the river originated from the leftover energies of the Ancestor God.
The mountains were filled with spirit mountains, while the river's currents flowed from spirit springs.
This land was fated to transform into a sacred realm of the Chaos Heavens in days to come.
The Heavenly Courts proved the most fortunate, with the ultimate battle unfolding right on its grounds. It would stand as the center of this sacred domain.
Before long, a formidable sect would rise amid the mountains and river.
Yi Yun's legend would soon start to spread far and wide.
This epic confrontation was meant to be immortalized in the annals of history forever.
Sect disciples would come to realize their sect rested upon land shaped from the Ancestor God’s very body. Reflecting on that cosmos-rattling battle, they would tremble in awe...
Legends always unfolded this way. Far from fading with time, they evolved into storied pasts that inspired generations to strive harder.