Slaying Demons: Starting with Upgrading my Calligraphy-Chapter 587 - 503: Severing the Past!

"Man can conquer heaven..."

Daoist Qingya's casual words reverberated thunderously in the ears of the Mystic Monarch's incarnation.

The Mystic Monarch nodded slightly, remaining silent.

Ever since the emergence of the Human Race, guarding the Tianyuan Main Realm, and becoming the Heaven and Earth main character.

All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, foreign tribes and anomalies have pondered and sought why the frail Human Race occupies the position that once only the True Dragon Clan could hold.

Over these years, after various studies and investigations.

Actually, whether it's gods or demons and anomalies like them.

They already have an answer in their hearts.

However, among foreign tribes and anomalies that emphasize lineage, talent, and heritage.

The Human Race's so-called willpower sounds so nebulous and hollow, hard to understand.

Yet, the repeated raids and invasions from outside the domain, the consecutive defeats, all prove this power truly exists.

Moreover, it's incredibly strong.

With a gaze fixed on that immensely fatigued yet unyieldingly persistent figure, the Mystic Monarch's incarnation's eyes were complex.

At this moment, Qi Xiu had reached the limit.

Boundless pressure and load nearly crushed him, yet he continued to reinforce his past self with the Suppression Talisman due to an indomitable will.

A thousand...

Ten thousand...

Hundred thousand...

Million...

Ten million...

A hundred million!

No one knows how much time passed, the mechanically reinforced Suppression Talisman by Qi Xiu suddenly halted his waving hand.

His dim, lost eyes gradually revealed a spark.

"Is it over...?"

After spending unknown time and relying on amazing willpower, Qi Xiu truly reinforced all his past selves with the Dao Body Realm.

Gently stroking his forehead, feeling the teetering divine soul within his ancestral aperture, Qi Xiu let out a long, turbid breath.

At this moment outside Yama's Palace, it was empty.

All the residual souls of obsession had been sacrificed completely, transforming into Divine Soul Force to replenish him.

Not only that, even the Taiyang and Tai Yin two split soul incarnations had transformed into black and white halos.

Clearly, they had offered all their power to the main body, preserving only the last bit of spirit essence.

"Feeling totally empty..."

Looking at the past scroll before him, every past self now shrouded in a golden outline, Qi Xiu slightly composed himself.

Huh?

The incessant golden edge outline on the past self made Qi Xiu remember something, and he couldn't help but mutter.

"Back then when I awakened my proficiency divine marvel and gained my calligraphy skill, the first Cloud Seal Talismans I mastered was the Suppression Talisman.

I found it odd at the time, compared to the Martial Talisman derived from martial arts, and the Magic Talisman born from techniques.

All Cloud Seal Talismans are essentially evolved from my grasping abilities.

But except this Suppression Talisman.

The origin was ambiguous, leaving me puzzled.

Now it seems.

The Suppression Talisman's origin is evidently from myself.

It was me from the future reinforcing the Suppression Talisman to my past self.

So when I mastered the calligraphy skill, it smoothly evolved into the Suppression Talisman."

Having unraveled it all, Qi Xiu's eyes trembled.

Is this what is called... a historical loop?

"Well, well, well, you brat truly are extraordinary, not a single past self missed."

Just as Qi Xiu was feeling amazed by the mysterious cycle of cause and effect, Daoist Qingya approached.

Laughing broadly and filled with satisfaction, the fat daoist saw Qi Xiu reinforce all past selves with Suppression Talismans.

"Now the first step is complete, after you recover, we can begin the second step.

Preparing to cut off all your past!"

"The second step? Surely there's a third step?" Hearing the hesitation in Daoist Qingya's words, Qi Xiu couldn't help but ask.

"The third step is the most crucial, yet also the easiest.

I will complete this step for you.

You only need to finish the first two steps."

Used to speaking in riddles and always holding back, Qi Xiu merely rolled his eyes at Daoist Qingya's answers, showing he was already accustomed.

With divine soul exhausted and drained, it required a significant amount of time in solitude and deep cultivation to slowly recover.

Yet what Qi Xiu cultivated in the Divine Soul Technique was the supreme secret technique from Hell Dao, [Yama's Golden Chapter].

Waiting merely for the recovery of the sacrificed residual souls of obsession, then performing the sacrificial technique, can restore him to normal.

Sitting motionlessly in place, patiently awaiting the recovery of the residual souls of obsession.

After a long while.

As the secret technique activated, a flicker of gold sparked in Qi Xiu's dim eyes, the pure divine soul force generated from voluntary sacrificial acts by the residual souls of obsession was filling his depleted divine soul.

"Phew..."

Exhaling a breath that carried a gold mist, Qi Xiu's complexion, now having his divine soul fully restored, gradually recovered and no longer appeared ghostly pale as before.

"All set?"

Noticing Qi Xiu's recovery, Daoist Qingya slowly rolled up his right sleeve, revealing the half-piece sword blade seized from the Mystic Monarch's incarnation.

"Here, slash the sword, stand forever at the peak, go."

Receiving the half sword blade handed by Daoist Qingya, the piercing cold sensation in the hand made Qi Xiu's entire right arm become transparent and ethereal.

Feeling the half sword blade struggle in his hand, Qi Xiu forcefully grasped it, walking towards the first past scroll.

Swish—

Without the slightest hesitation, Qi Xiu raised the sword and slashed.

As the sword fell, the scroll that had already been punctured burst apart, the cracks mending, and the past scroll instantly shattered, turning visibly into a handful of ashes.

Thump thump!

The heart suddenly jumped, vaguely, Qi Xiu felt as if something was being peeled away from within him.

Both agonizingly painful, yet bringing a trace of inexplicable relief.

At the same time, an intense sense of reluctance rippled in Qi Xiu's heart in the mist, wishing to stop him from severing the past further.

But all the previous forges that nearly collapsed his divine soul, Qi Xiu endured with grit.

At this moment, how could this little bit of stray thought hinder his heart of establishing the Dao!

Holding the sword and wielding it, segment after segment of the past was continuously extinguished under this half sword blade, turning to ashes.

And as more of the past was slashed away, this half sword blade also became increasingly thin, the dull edge and rust gradually crept over the sword.

With more and more of the past being slashed away.

The transcendent and carefree aura on Qi Xiu also became increasingly transparent, as if shedding the shackles entangling him, the whole person was about to feather into an immortal.

Hiss—

The last sword fell!

The half sword blade shattered, amidst the sky full of crystalline light, faintly hearing a long howl that expressed indulgence.

Slashed away all of his past.

Qi Xiu whole person faintly exuded a layer of subtle light.

"One step closer..."

Gazing as Qi Xiu stepped onto a new level, Daoist Qingya nodded with a smile, then raised his eyes towards the void overhead.

"Next, it's time for this humble Daoist to make a move."

Before Daoist Qingya's words fell, the entire world suddenly saw winds rising and clouds setting in, several azure-purple vortices slowly emerged in the void, wind and thunder roaring, vast and surging.

A streak of solemn and heavy thunderous electric light roamed in the void, the terrifying force capable of striking everything into a plume of tribulation ashes.

"Heavenly Punishment!"

Seeing the turbulent tribulation clouds, a deep dread flashed across the eyes of the Mystic Monarch's incarnation.

If divine beings who are naturally holy fear anything most, it is undoubtedly the Heavenly Dao.

Born and nurtured between heaven and earth.

Divine beings are inherently powerful, yet face the most stringent supervision of the Heavenly Dao.

Being undying, eternal alongside the heavens, as long as divine beings suffer Heavenly Dao punishment, they would be stripped of the right to eternity, or even lose all power, and life!

This was the reason for the Mystic Monarch's incarnation facing heavy punishment of the Heavenly Dao with such panic.

"My true self has already escaped, today's karma is formed, and someday it will be repaid, I just don't believe that then you'll be able to protect him."

Knowing himself powerless to turn back, the Mystic Monarch's incarnation indifferently stared at Daoist Qingya issuing the final threat.

"A waste pinned under the sea for tens of thousands of years, what difference does it make when escaped?

If divine beings were truly invincible in the world, why would they be slaughtered back then?"

Two consecutive rhetorical questions made the Mystic Monarch's face as dark as ink, with a gloom like water, Daoist Qingya laughed heartily:

"Enough, your time has come, obediently go."

"Laugh, my true self will surely not spare you..."

Rumble!

Before the Mystic Monarch's incarnation finished speaking, from the nine azure-purple vortices in the sky dome above, suddenly descended terrifying thunder, like a gigantic sword falling from the sky, piercing fiercely through the Mystic Monarch's incarnation.

"Ugh aah!!!"

The power of heavy punishment from the Heavenly Dao far surpasses all thunder magic in the world, that is a punishment from the Heavenly Dao, thunder is merely a manifestation of force.

The Mystic Monarch's incarnation screamed miserably, his body under the force of Heavenly Dao thunder continuously dissolved, gradually transforming into a crystal clear, diamond-like dazzling idea.

Scratching his eyebrows, closely watching the Mystic Monarch's incarnation transformed into the original form of the idea, just when the heavy punishment of the Heavenly Dao ended, Daoist Qingya stretched out his big hand, fixedly gazing at the yet-to-disperse electric light thunder in the void, clutched the still less than egg-sized crystalline idea, in his palm.

"Huff huff huff..."

The scorching crystalline idea made Daoist Qingya grit his teeth constantly blowing, only after a long while did he manage to lower the temperature of this idea.

"Heh heh, the idea baptized and washed directly by the thunder of Heavenly Dao, simply pure to an astonishing degree, completely saving this Daoist the trouble of refining it myself."

With two fingers pinching the immensely pure primordial spirit idea, Daoist Qingya grinned with a chuckle.

Though this primordial spirit idea was already less than one percent of its original.

But even so, it was enough to make up for Qi Xiu, helping him elevate a level in the Divine Soul Realm.

Carefully storing this immensely valuable primordial spirit idea away, Daoist Qingya took a deep breath, raised his head to look towards the nine yet-to-disperse azure-purple vortices overhead.

After suppressing the Mystic Monarch's incarnation, this heavy punishment of the Heavenly Dao was about to fall on the second sinner who meddled in time karma.

Though compared to the Mystic Monarch's incarnation as the precedent-setting primary offender.

Qi Xiu's sins were considerably lesser.

Yet even so, this level of heavy punishment from the Heavenly Dao, though not enough to take his life, would still render him immobile for hundreds of years.

"Hundreds of years... if it were before, this would pass in the blink of an eye.

But now, what we lack most is time."

Shuffling his head, Daoist Qingya stepped forward, flicked the wide sleeves, transforming into a sky-covering cloth, securely sheltering Qi Xiu below.

And he stood in front of Qi Xiu, with infinite vast aura, like an abyss, like the sea!

This Heavenly Dao heavy punishment.

He took it!

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