All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes-Chapter 1607 - 347: The Heavenly Dao Captures Beasts (Part 2)

Mud.

Yes. Just mud.

With the ’memory’ entrusted by Xuan Mingyu, the ’Non-existence Birth Rank’ gifted by the Ancestral Dragon, and An Jing’s own ’Seven Fiend Tribulation’, that punch which shattered the Mystic Tide of the Mysterious Heaven Ceremony was equivalent to the blessing of Three Heavenly Destinies. Not only did it destroy the essence of the Mysterious Heaven Ceremony, but also dispersed all the True Spirit Origin that composed it.

At this moment, the body of the Mysterious Heaven Ceremony is crumbling into fragments just like Xuan Mingyu who chose to end himself before. However, unlike Xuan Mingyu, who hadn’t had the chance to become the ’Heavenly Demon Lord of Other Transformation’, the Mysterious Heaven Ceremony had already become the ’Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Lord’.

The true Mysterious Heaven Ceremony is dead, and the current Mysterious Heaven Ceremony is shedding its Demonic nature bit by bit.

"Yes, I am just mud. I thought there was a perfect liberation in this world, but there actually isn’t."

Black fragments keep dissipating, but the Mysterious Heaven Ceremony remains indifferent, locking eyes with An Jing: "I should not have assumed this world is perfect, that everyone must have a happy ending, and if not, it’s like being betrayed, thus seeking liberation."

"In my heart, I created a Divine Statue, worshipping that perfect world. When this statue cracked, of course, I felt disillusioned and subsequently fell."

"But the world is just the world, it never changes. It can be better, and it can be worse. I should not love the idol in my heart. I should love myself and make peace with the world."

But An Jing frowned, shaking his head: "Why make peace? I thought you managed some enlightenment before your death, yet you circled back in the end?"

"You should establish your own principles and become a beacon in the Wilderness... In the end, it’s because you’re too indecisive in your thoughts. You seem to devour all beings, but in reality, you’re devoured by them."

At this, An Jing exhaled, his expression resolute, advancing towards the Mysterious Heaven Ceremony: "I thought you inherited some of Mysterious Heaven Ceremony’s wisdom. After failing, you could conquer your inner evil on your own, but it seems you still need my help for complete liberation."

"I will draw my sword now, Demon."

Saying this, the Martial Artist raised his hand, grasping at the air.

It was not the Cave Heaven Divine Power, Four Great Celestial Swords, nor the Seven Slaughter Divine Power or the Heavenly Destiny Sword.

It wasn’t Killing Life, Calamity, or Destruction of the World... As An Jing’s Divine Sense concentrated, Blood Qi surged through his wrist, gathering in his palm, manifesting a sword dazzling like gold, red as blood, born of nothingness.

It was named [Original Intention], also known as [Determination], the Foundation of Divine Power, the Will of Vow, the Origination of Heart.

Without hesitation, An Jing swung the sword, its force like a wave, like a tide, an ocean of fury condensed into a Fierce Flame, roaring over, growing faster, brighter.

The Mysterious Heaven Ceremony looked up at the approaching sword. At this moment, the shell of ’Mysterious Heaven Ceremony’ was almost breaking apart, revealing underneath, a face of dark chaotic abyss.

The ’Great Freedom Heavenly Demon’ gazed at the oncoming Original Intention with eyeless visage, the brilliant blood and light seemingly tangible, imprinting in the shadow of the Abyss, both Soul and Spirit and Power inducing tremors and shivers.

Not fear, but excitement, a feeling of finally recalling something... a stirring emotion.

At this moment, the Mysterious Heaven Ceremony not of the past became the Dao Spirit of the Demon, and a long-forgotten, or rather intentionally buried, memory flashed across its heart.

A defeated General, withdrawing with his remnant troops, saw a burning village.

On the outskirts of that village was a child, severely burned, tears scorched dry, crying as he tried to crawl back into the sea of fire.

—Why go back? Surviving, you can avenge your parents and family in the future.

The General who pulled back the child asked in confusion.

—General, I cannot do it, nor do I expect you to avenge us... It’s too difficult, I’ve given up.

[Please, General, give me liberation]

"Ha."

It all happened in an instant. At this moment, the ’Great Freedom Heavenly Demon’ suddenly laughed, a subtle hint of melancholy appearing on its featureless face: "The obsession that constantly entangled the Mysterious Heaven Ceremony, known as a Demon, didn’t lose to you. Nor was it born from the pain of failing to save all beings."

"Instead, when I faced the endless Sea of Tears and suffering, I unconsciously chose the quicker path because of fear, rather than the more challenging, complex one."

"I didn’t believe in all beings, ultimately because I took a step back then, hence I didn’t believe in myself, nor believed others could achieve it."

"But if it’s you, An Jing..."

Facing the sword An Jing swung, it, or rather he, drew a bone sword from his chest, and wielding it, charged forward: "Right here, right now, you fulfill your Dao."

"And I will attempt to pursue what you called faith and..."

"Belief."

The two swords collided, and in just an instant, victory and defeat were decided.

The body of the Mysterious Heaven Ceremony shattered completely into flying Demonic Qi. In the explosion, this Demonic Qi began to violently burn and like a chain reaction, ignited all the Demonic Qi in the Realm of Nonexistence, burning it away.