Chapter 1177: My Dao Is The Heavenly Dao (2)
On the Path of Ancients, an unprecedented battle approached its end. Wu Yuan had fought with great tenacity, yet remained systematically suppressed—blasted away repeatedly, his body accumulating wounds that transformed him into little more than bloodied flesh.
Were he anyone other than a Matter Overlord—anyone lacking his phenomenal vitality—such wounds would have been sufficient to incinerate his vitality completely.
The universe overhead and the Abyss beneath had been blasted into fragments—dim, lightless, teetering on the brink of total dissolution.
Yet amid seemingly desperate straits, Wu Yuan remained utterly composed, employing myriad techniques with each subtle movement.
Finally, I've grasped the Daos of all the Legends of the River throughout the ages. He murmured, his eyes calm as he prepared to take the final, most critical step.
Dao? Now this is truly my Dao.
Universe? Abyss? Mutual creation and destruction? Eternal cycle? No! It shouldn't be like this.
Wu Yuan's aura began to metamorphose. His dim divine eyes rekindled with an incandescent brilliance. His terrifying presence expanded, radiating endless light from his hundred-thousand-li tall, majestic form.
"A breakthrough?"
"Dao pioneering?"
"He hadn't pioneered his Dao yet?"
Shock rippled through the gathered powerhouses. The young Heavenly Imperator, Goddess Nüwa, Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu, and the assembled Legends of the River exchanged looks of profound astonishment.