Shennong Dao Master

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!"

"Those three dare to make a move; they must have some confidence. Now I’ve recruited a powerful troop, I can completely lurk nearby and wait until they’re exhausted from fighting each other, then reap the benefits!"

"The Boundary-breaking Divine Stone has one last bit of power. After the Divine Power has been consumed, it just reaches the critical point for explosion. Remember that explosion in the Medicine King Realm? Now the Boundary-breaking Divine Stone is just a larger version of the Heart of the World... Boom! You can harvest a lot of treasures!"

A multitude of thoughts surged in Zhao Xing’s mind. At this moment, he possessed the Li Yin Tree, Sun and Moon Vine, Seven Realms True Spirit Bamboo—three combat-type plant troops—and also had the auxiliary Black Heaven Moon Tree, and a Boundary-breaking Divine Stone that could serve as a killer move.

Armed with sharp weapons, the desire to kill arose; at this moment, a third of Zhao Xing’s thoughts were to play the role of the oriole, killing and plundering treasures.

"The Taichu Avatar probed the path from the Spirit Luo Realm, where two Mechanical Emperors had laid multiple traps. This is the perfect opportunity!"

"Isn’t the reputation built during the previous ceremony just usable now? Once in hand, upon leaving, isn’t it you who dictates the narrative? Soul Search? They’re about to break through to Demigod with the protection of the Five Poison, who would dare search?!"

"People die for wealth, birds perish for food. Morality? If you succeed, history is written by you; morality is defined by you!"

"... Shut up!"

The voices in his mind grew stronger, and only when Zhao Xing roared did he manage to suppress the evil thoughts within.

Looking down, he noticed he had unknowingly placed the Boundary-breaking Divine Stone in his hand. The four Great Emperor troops had already been summoned!

Only then did Zhao Xing realize that forcibly swallowing the Dark Soul hadn’t completely resolved the Taichu Avatar’s aftereffects.

Even though the Dark Soul disappeared, the dark thoughts hadn’t vanished. With each tear, they gradually became independent and were amplified by the Asura Clan’s Secret Technique [Great Dark Sky].

"The weak are prey to the strong; survival of the fittest. You’ve been too comfortable in the Empire, forgetting your origin. Five Poison, Luo River, Zuo Qiyu, even Emperor Red Star; which one isn’t stained with blood? Beneath whose feet aren’t there piles of White Bone?"

"To possess that ridiculous sense of morality, truly weak and wretched, even attempting the Path of Enlightenment to Become a God..."

The voice in the darkness gradually weakened, the black thoughts in the consciousness sea were shattered, yet the voice continued to echo in Zhao Xing’s mind.

"Uphold the path, cultivate self and heart. Is it the evil in my heart, or is it the Cultivation Technique’s fault?"

"I don’t know how Zuo Qiyu and Jin Yan face such situations." Human nature is complex; forcibly shattering the evil thoughts didn’t bring Zhao Xing comfort; instead, it made his heart feel heavy.

He didn’t leave but stored his Inner World and Boundary-breaking Divine Stone, sitting in place.

He no longer cared about the conflict between Emperor Fu Zhi and Chi Mei, Hai Gong, Xuan Si, as he had his issues to deal with.

"I can’t practice [Great Dark Sky] until I solve my problems."

Zhao Xing turned to another Mind Will Technique—Great Dream Marsh.

Great Dream Marsh is a Heart Field Skill and is a self-created Great Divine Power.

It is balanced and peaceful, unlike the extremity of [Great Dark Sky].

"Hoo~~"

With closed eyes, all his avatars in the Spirit Luo Realm unexpectedly fell into a deep sleep.

This included the Taichu Avatar in the Ancient Hill, Primordial Realm, and Four Seasons Palace.

Following the Rain Immortal Festival sacrifice, captured by Wei Tianchen, poisoned by True Spirit Heavenly Poison, venturing into Transmission Building, and then taking over the Ancient Star Path, starting the ceremony... Zhao Xing had experienced too much in a short time—crises of life and death, financial crises, and intense fatigue.

At this moment, entering Great Dream Marsh, attempting to let the mind self-heal, he immediately fell into slumber.

He completely forgot about being in the ruins, and forgot a battle was happening not far away. Zhao Xing wanted nothing more but to sleep soundly.

...

It’s unknown how much time passed when Zhao Xing felt it seemed it was raining.

The sensitive perception of Heavenly Time made him gently wake from his slumber.

"You’re awake."

What greeted him was an extraordinarily beautiful face.

"Emperor Fu Zhi."

Zhao Xing slowly sat up.

Emperor Fu Zhi sat on a rock, a broken sword lying beside him.

The surrounding night was pitch-black, mist rolling over, seemingly a bit chilly. Emperor Fu Zhi lit a campfire in the center, with a unique material, exuding a fragrant aroma.

"How long did I sleep?"

"Not long, three years and five months."

"You... them..." Zhao Xing hesitated slightly.

It seemed the great battle had ended. Since Emperor Fu Zhi was here, did he win?

"They’re here." Emperor Fu Zhi pointed at the campfire.

Zhao Xing was startled; he suddenly noticed the campfire was burning the bodies of those three, but now only the skeletons remained.

Quite ruthless, Emperor Fu Zhi resolved the three Great Emperors like this, even using their bones as firewood!

"Where’s Elder Feng?" Zhao Xing instinctively diverted his gaze, finding something else to talk about.

"Here." Emperor Fu Zhi showed the World Ring on his little finger. "Want something to eat? You must have consumed a lot of Mana suppressing your Heart Demon."

Glancing at the skewer from the Empire Emperor Fu Zhi handed over, Zhao Xing’s face stiffened.

"Relax, I’m not that twisted." Emperor Fu Zhi ate a piece first himself, "This is a specialty from Silan Country, the meat of the Golden Hao Beef."

Zhao Xing no longer hesitated, taking it and devouring it heartily. This nap was delightful, his thoughts pure, without any intrusive voices in the consciousness sea, and indeed he was quite hungry.

After filling his stomach, Zhao Xing gazed at the campfire, "Having killed them, it might be difficult to leave things settled."