Master of Strange Dao

Yu Ziqing tried to understand the full meaning and immediately felt his Divine Soul flicker, his head heat up, and his power rapidly depleting.

After giving up, he only understood the surface meaning and immediately returned to normal.

Watching the words appear, Yu Ziqing read little by little.

It recorded that before the Ancient Era, in a time with no clear era name, the defeated deities struggled on the verge of death.

Divine power polluted large regions, followed by devils further polluting most of the world.

Someone slayed the then most powerful deity, using their Divine Blood to cleanse the world.

But it still had no effect...

At this point, Ruan Renwang, who had kept her eyes closed, suddenly opened them, revealing a pair of blood-red pupils.

Her presence began to rise continuously, and the words engraved on her back emitted Divine Light. Her waist slightly bent, as if a heavy burden pressed upon her.

At the same time, Yu Ziqing also sensed the force that seemed to erase some information last time reappear.

This time far stronger than last.

Yu Ziqing stood expressionless, directly exhibiting Moonlight Divine Skill.

The glow of the Pink Super Moon, far brighter and stronger than usual.

In the Moon Palace, the Moon God also opened her eyes, her power shifting from the usual serene light of the Bright Moon to the power of the Pink Super Moon.

Power more than ten times stronger than last time was controlled by the Moon God and bestowed upon Yu Ziqing.

Yu Ziqing's eyes seemed to turn into two Pink Moons.

As expected, the Moonlight Divine Skill began to change.

A mysterious aura started to emanate from Yu Ziqing.

At that moment, Yu Ziqing finally recalled why the words engraved on the high mountain always held a hint of familiarity.

Back then, he was possessed by the White Sun Holy Mother, he had glimpsed the White Sun Holy Mother's memories in reverse, reviewing a detailed account of the Holy Mother's life.

It was the highest level of power he had ever gained post-sword draw.

At that time, he seemed to walk through the river of time to the birth of the White Sun Holy Mother and witnessed the creation of the White Sun Holy Scripture.

Now, Yu Ziqing finally understood, the sense of familiarity was not just because of the words.

It was also because, at this moment, seeing the stele was like seeing Shi at that time.

Under the Pink Moon, Yu Ziqing regained a part of that past feeling, as those inexplicable and mysterious auras emerged.

The powers that came to stop him from reading further, to hinder his memory, began to engage in a fierce battle in a non-existent place.

Yu Ziqing reached out, pointing forward.

Ripples spread out, and suddenly, invisible ripples swept across.

Even though nothing seemed to change, Yu Ziqing felt a definite wave had spread rapidly.

He shattered a kind of shackle, or rather some shackles.

He even felt a flicker of fear within that force.

All obstacles dissipated instantly, and when Yu Ziqing came back to his senses and gazed at the giant mountain under the sea again.

The giant mountain slowly turned into nothingness and began to disappear.

Many inscriptions became blurred and indistinct; he could only see part of it.

The gods stained the entire world, preferring to destroy it from its roots rather than lose it from their hands.

So, all beings overturned the entire world.

Then, using everything from the strongest deity as nourishment, combined with an immortal herb in full bloom, they transformed a new world upon the overturned old world.

The overturned old world was struck and given a new name.

They called it the Abyss.

Yu Ziqing stared blankly as the records vanished, and the giant mountain turned into a silhouette, slowly disappearing.

Through the night, the Pink Moon's power began to dissipate.

Yu Ziqing felt his own power starting to fade. He extended a hand, wiping the shared information from behind Ruan Renwang's back.

"You need not bear it anymore, now that I remember, I will never forget; no one can make me forget."

Yu Ziqing didn't bother with shock, the classics described humans overturning the rule of the deities, surprisingly a hundred percent realistic, truly a physical overturn.

Their chaos, even if unable to erase what he knew, successfully delayed time until the Pink Moon's power weakened.

Now he must seize the opportunity while his power hasn't completely faded to speed up his cultivation progress in the slowly advancing Dayan Preface.

He closed his eyes, using the mysterious to advance the Dayan Preface.

At that moment, the progress of the Dayan Preface seemed exceptionally smooth.

Progressing to the twenty-eighth floor, the pinnacle of the fourth Great Realm, it finally halted.

Opening his eyes, the surrounding had returned to darkness, surfacing, the sky already bright, and the Bright Moon had retreated.

Yu Ziqing glanced back, seeing Ruan Renwang had also closed her eyes, but now clearly feeling her aura had strengthened, seemingly continuing to strengthen.

It seems carrying those records placed immense pressure on Ruan Renwang.

Her consciousness's obliteration has a direct connection to this matter.

Yu Ziqing didn't fully see the records on the stone mountain, but roughly understood why a nonchalant powerhouse like Ruan Renwang would still insist on recording all she could.

Now understands why that power, each time merely probing, leaves as if a bit afraid.

Because he once exhibited a similar ability, but with greater strength.

Years ago, Yu Ziqing obliterated the White Sun Holy Mother's foundation, erasing everything in the White Sun Holy Scripture besides orthodox cultivation, eradicating all capable of birthing the Holy Mother in a single stroke.

Not only were all records void, but even all memories involving that segment were expunged from people's minds.

The entire world seemed as if it never knew those things.

As if Yu Ziqing truly crossed the river of time to meet Shi, the White Sun Scripture's creator.

Changing the outcome from the initial cause.

That was Yu Ziqing's most powerful moment, a divine and ungraspable mastery used instinctually.

And this ability, with characteristics similar to the force trying to stop him earlier.

Its fear confirms a conscious presence behind the force.

And this fellow, likely knew of Yu Ziqing's past eruption of extreme power.

Thus, fearing Yu Ziqing might again unleash similar power.

Now, leveraging the Pink Moon's power, Yu Ziqing's recollection focused on his past, drawing on the Moonlight Divine Skill to invoke a hint of that mystery, chasing it away.

Crumbling some indescribable shackles with ease.

If not for its fear, delaying and obstructing him a whole night, or just during the peak Pink Moon period, it wouldn't matter much.

Then, seeing any valuable information might've been impossible.

But now, at least he saw something.

Thinking of this, Yu Ziqing floated atop the ocean, surveying all around.

This world, unexpectedly different from the deities' era.

Back then, such absurdly strong beings physically overturned a world.

And turned the once polluted world into the Abyss.

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No wonder records of the deities' era are scarce, also barely any relics from that time.

Finding them randomly would indeed be bizarre; the world has changed.

That implies the deities' era relics might all reside in the Abyss?

Searching for clues globally, excavating records, easily finding plentiful records would indeed be strange.