Your Talent is Mine Chapter 1150: A Slaughter!

TL: Etude

Deep within the Fireflame Forbidden Zone, a mountain carved into the shape of a colossal gourd rose amidst winding rivers of searing magma. Etched across its craggy surface were complex, ancient patterns that manifested as swirling mists of primordial forbidden law.

With a sudden flicker, two figures appeared at the foot of the peak: Ye Tian and Ouyang Jiu’er.

“We have arrived,” Ouyang Jiu’er stated, gesturing toward the gourd-shaped mountain.

Ye Tian focused his spiritual sense, scanning the area. The Haotian Imperial Mirror remained elusive, though he sensed an abundance of extraordinary forbidden artifacts scattered throughout the vicinity.

“The mirror isn't anchored to the mountain's exterior; it rests within the veils of law. It houses an immense pocket dimension. Once we step through, all will be revealed,” Ouyang Jiu’er explained.

With a crisp swoosh, the pair surged through the curtains of law, instantly materializing inside a vast, secluded expanse.

Dominating the center of this void was an imposing black-gold mirror, hovering in space as if tethered to the very resonance of heaven and earth. It appeared entirely organic, free from any hint of external coercion.

“Jiu’er, had you not warned me, I would have assumed this Haotian Imperial Mirror was a natural formation of this domain. I never would have suspected human intervention,” Ye Tian remarked softly.

“The Haotian Imperial Mirror is one of the Heavenly Emperor Palace’s most guarded, forbidden secrets,” Ouyang Jiu’er countered. “Even a portion of their own emperors remain ignorant of it. Invoking its power demands a staggering price. The Palace would never squander countless True Ancestors and Dao Ancestors just to guide a single cultivator forward! If this relic’s existence were public, even their own emperors might harbor malicious greed. Without my unique access to clandestine intelligence, I would have been just as oblivious.”

“Let us proceed. I fear this location won't remain hidden forever. Even if others find no trace, the Heavenly Emperor Palace might trigger a disturbance here, drawing in the masses—True Ancestors and Dao Ancestors alike! That would complicate our mission significantly,” Ouyang Jiu’er added urgently.

“Understood,” Ye Tian replied. He produced a collection of True Ancestor and Dao Ancestor remains he had stockpiled, offering them as a ritual tribute before the Haotian Imperial Mirror.

Across from him, Ouyang Jiu’er commenced her own ceremony, sacrificing her own cache of fallen elites.

Boom!

The Haotian Imperial Mirror erupted in dazzling brilliance, hungrily syphoning the blood and spirit essence from the sacrificed experts.

Suddenly, visions flooded Ye Tian’s mind. The mirror began projecting segments of his own potential cultivation path. The imagery was hauntingly realistic, guiding him toward the optimal trajectory for his growth.

It was not a literal prediction of what would occur, but rather a perfect map—a roadmap to ensure he never faltered from his true potential.

This was infinitely more valuable than mere foresight; it guaranteed he would never lose his way, a fate many cultivators ultimately succumbed to.

In the vision, Ye Tian witnessed his own progress as he grasped forbidden Dao techniques, unlocking each secret one by one. Eventually, he perfected a singular forbidden Dao, merging it with his expansive void to birth his own Infinite Forbidden Dao.

Following this epiphany, he ascended to the level of Dao Ancestor, anchored by his newfound power.

As time progressed, he pioneered his own unique technique, one that dwarfed all existing arts and cemented his position as the unrivaled, Invincible Dao Ancestor.

In the final stages, he glimpsed the secrets governing the Domain Ancestor, pushing himself toward the threshold of a Half-Step Domain Ancestor through tireless cultivation.

Abruptly, the reflection shattered into nothingness, and the insights vanished.

The sacrificial corpses had dwindled to dust, the energy spent, cutting off his glimpse into the future.

The sudden severance left a void of frustration. For a split second, Ye Tian felt a visceral urge to hunt down a legion of True Ancestors and Dao Ancestors just to sustain his vision. However, he quickly mastered his impulses and regained his composure.

“No wonder Jiu’er warned that the appearance of this mirror heralds the death of many. Its allure is absolute,” Ye Tian mused. “If even I, a Supreme True Ancestor generally comfortable with the unknown, nearly lost my reason, then those top-tier Dao Ancestors—many of whom are desperate for a path forward—would surely be driven to madness.”

“Invincible Dao Ancestors might even turn their blades on their peers. A single top-tier Dao Ancestor corpse is worth a mountain of True Ancestor remains. Those powerful entities would spare no one if it meant securing their own ascent!”

Beside him, Ouyang Jiu’er finished her own session, wearing a look of profound satisfaction.

“Let us depart and gather more remains! Remained focused, however—our goal is merely to harvest the fallen,” Ouyang Jiu’er cautioned.

“Agreed,” Ye Tian nodded, his mind fully settled.

Subsequent to their departure, an unsuspecting True Ancestor stumbled upon the mirror. His attempts to claim it proved fruitless; the object was unmoved.

Before long, rumors of the Forbidden Treasure rippled outward, pulling in a deluge of True Ancestors, Dao Ancestors, and even attracting the notice of the esteemed Pinnacle Dao Ancestors.

The area before the Haotian Imperial Mirror became a tense gathering point. Various experts stood by, maintaining a superficial peace; since the mirror resisted all attempts at theft, armed conflict seemed futile.

Boom!!! The first Pinnacle Dao Ancestor broke the silence—Dao Ancestor Tianxiu from the Myriad Domains Divine Hall had arrived.

Others soon followed: the likes of Tianwei, Tianqi, Void Cleaver, Silver Slasher, Blood Demon, Ten Kills, Secret Sword, Myriad Swords, and Eight Clouds appeared. Each exerted their immense strength against the relic, yet not one could displace it.

“This treasure is inextricably bound to the forbidden zone. It must be the core artifact of this land,” Dao Ancestor Eight Clouds concluded.

They turned their focus toward uncovering the artifact’s true utility.

When Dao Ancestor Eight Clouds channeled his power into the mirror, he was granted a brief, tantalizing glimpse into his potential future.

However, the drain was massive, forcing him to retract his power.

“This relic reveals the path of one's evolution!” he cried out, trembling with raw excitement.

He realized the implications immediately: this was a gateway to becoming an Invincible Dao Ancestor, or potentially reaching the realm of Half-Step Domain Ancestor. The possibilities were limitless.

A frantic desperation took hold of him. He realized the mirror demanded a specific fuel source, and as long as that fuel was supplied, its revelations would be constant.

He tested Forbidden Dao Stones to no effect, eventually deducing the specific requirement: life force.

Lacking sufficient energy himself, his gaze drifted hungrily toward the surrounding True Ancestors and weaker Dao Ancestors.

Boom!!! Dao Ancestor Eight Clouds launched a sudden onslaught, his Dao power shredding through the gathered ranks of True Ancestors.

Thousands withered and fell within seconds.

“Have you lost your mind, Eight Clouds?” other Pinnacle Dao Ancestors roared in defiance.

Many of the fallen belonged to their own sects, but the warning went unheeded. Dao Ancestor Eight Clouds continued his massacre, even claiming a few Sixth Heaven Dao Ancestors to fuel the mirror.

Before long, Dao Ancestor Secret Sword joined the fray, not to intervene, but to begin his own harvest.

The remaining Pinnacle Dao Ancestors quickly deduced the mirror’s true value. Seeing the logic in the slaughter, they dropped their moral pretenses, ignoring the carnage of their own disciples if it meant securing their own future paths.

The weaker cultivators tried to flee, but there was no salvation.

The Pinnacle Dao Ancestors efficiently purged the remaining True, Fifth, and Sixth Heaven Dao Ancestors.

They then fed the mountain of corpses into the mirror, soaking in the divine insights that paved their way toward the rank of Invincible Dao Ancestor.

Naturally, because the supply of high-level corpses was finite, they could not reach the heights of a Half-Step Domain Ancestor.

Their eyes slowly pivoted toward one another.

“There is no sense in us fighting. Eliminating a fellow Pinnacle Dao Ancestor is a arduous, time-consuming affair. Let’s vacate the area, cull more True Ancestors elsewhere, and return,” Dao Ancestor Eight Clouds suggested.

“Agreed,” the others chorused.

In the following epoch, the Fireflame Forbidden Zone became a slaughterhouse. True Ancestors were hunted to extinction, perishing in the streets and in the wild. Ye Tian and Ouyang Jiu’er watched from the shadows, unable to intervene.

The temptation of the Haotian Imperial Mirror was too great for any to ignore. Only those at the pinnacle of power could remain indifferent, and as word reached even the Invincible Dao Ancestors, the chaos within the Fireflame Forbidden Zone escalated to unprecedented levels.