Chapter 643: Dao Lord
Chapter 643: Dao Lord
"Completely comprehended the Panwu Great Way!"
"I’m about to break through to Dao Lord!"
Fang Xing gazed at the divine office, clearly sensing its essence—Panwu!
—The Panwu Divine Office!
—The Ancient God Rank!
The so-called "Ancient God" had transcended the world, completely free from the reliance on faith.
Even if mortals no longer sang their praises, they could still live eternally, their divine power abundant!
Of course, this was due to the unique nature of this world.
In addition to achieving the Ancient God Rank, Fang Xing utilized divine fire, faith, and the special attributes of great divinity to fully comprehend the Panwu Great Way!
He was about to become a Dao Lord, one who wields the Great Way!
A 14th Realm existence!
In that instant, Fang Xing’s consciousness soared to the highest reaches, his true spirit entering the depths of the void, merging with the ineffable Chaos Great Way.
Boom!
In that moment, he saw a towering giant, supporting all the ways of the universe.
"My way is to surpass all other ways! To make the heavens and earth acknowledge my way!"
The voice of Panwu echoed.
Within the Great Way, an Eternity Imprint seemed to sense Fang Xing’s breakthrough, radiating immense joy as it withdrew, allowing Fang Xing to fully control the Panwu Great Way!
It was Panwu himself, voluntarily relinquishing the Panwu Great Way!
As a 15th Realm Eternity Existence, he had reached the pinnacle of many worlds, achieving eternal immortality, known as a Primordial Chaos Great Sage!
However, he still could not transcend.
To transcend, one must first reduce and empty oneself, and the Great Way one has established is the greatest cause and effect, difficult to abandon.
Just like the Dao Sovereigns of the True Immortal Realm, before transcending, they must cultivate a Dao Lord disciple to "fill the way"!
Eternity Existences have infinite lifespans and leave behind their legacies for a reason!
What Panwu sought was for someone to achieve the Panwu Great Way, to occupy the path he had established, thus severing a strong "line"!
Unfortunately, becoming a Dao Lord was incredibly difficult.
Even Panwu had to wait until now, and by chance, take Fang Xing as a disciple, to finally achieve his goal.
"If you have the time in the future, you can visit the Qingyuan Great Realm..."
A ripple of energy came from the Eternity Imprint and then vanished.
Fang Xing’s true spirit took residence, and the Panwu Great Way accepted him without reservation. In an instant, he mastered this Great Way!
In the Gods World.
"Teacher Panwu..."
Fortunately, as the capital of the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty and a world of the supernatural, the city had array formations in place to prevent any unfortunate accidents.
At this moment, inside the imperial palace.
Sitian Jian, with his eyes fixed on his nose and his nose on his heart, seemed completely unconcerned about the many deaths at the Astronomical Bureau.
Beside him stood the heads of the Night Watch and the bell-ringers.
Originally, as private forces of the imperial family, they would have been in a difficult position during such a transition of power.
However, in this world where divine power resided within oneself, as three-and-a-half deities, they already had enough strength to sit back and watch the events unfold.
At most, they would need to work for their department's interests and make some exchanges, nothing more.
In front of them, several cabinet ministers were already bickering.
"The late emperor had no legitimate sons and did not name a crown prince. Therefore, the eldest should be chosen, and that is 'Prince Ding'!"
"Not appropriate... Prince Ding's mother was just a palace maid, her status is too low... Prince Zhao's mother is a noble concubine, and he is of high moral character..."
"Do you want to become traitors? This is a matter for the imperial family, and the Empress Dowager should decide!"
"The imperial family has no private affairs. We should go to the Ancestral Hall and seek the ancestors' decision..."
...
Sitian Jian knew very well that all this talk of righteousness and principled arguments was just a facade.
These cabinet ministers, who appeared dignified and upright, were actually speaking for their own interests and factions.
It was unavoidable. As faction leaders, if they did not speak up for their subordinates, they would be abandoned.
Being a spokesperson for interests was satisfying, but it also made one vulnerable to being controlled by those interests.
"Since that's the case, let's go to the Ancestral Hall!"
In the end, the ministers and the palace officials made the decision.
In this world, ultimately, divine power was the strongest, even after the Twilight of the Gods.
Such a significant matter naturally had to be decided by a True Deity.
As the ministers and eunuchs left the palace and headed for the Ancestral Hall,
Boom!
Another minor earthquake shook the ground.
Though the damage was minimal, it seemed something terrifying had happened.
In the next instant, several princes screamed and fell to the ground.
Not far away, a few dukes and royal relatives were also in the same state, their faces contorted in pain.
"Is... someone trying to assassinate them?"
"Is it a nightmare, witchcraft, or a curse?"
Sitian Jian immediately rushed forward and grabbed one of the princes' wrists. "Hmm?"
In the next moment, his expression changed. "Prince Zhao is fine, just a bit weak... he... he..."
Clearly, the situation was unusual, and he could not bring himself to say it.
"Trouble, why is Prince Yan's dragon qi being drained?"
A royal-trained sorcerer suddenly spoke up, then seemed to realize something, his face turning pale. He quickly covered his mouth, wishing he could slap himself.
The royal family of the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty was of divine lineage, in other words, descendants of the 'God of Empire and Sovereignty'!
In a royal family governed by deities, something like a changeling prince was impossible.
How could the bloodline of a deity be confused?
Even the first and second-generation descendants of the gods might be 'born as demigods'!
The third, fourth, and fifth generations might be born with a touch of divinity, making them naturally divine beings.
This divine blessing would gradually thin out after the fifth generation.
—The noble's grace lasts for five generations!
But even after the fifth generation, the descendants' bloodline remained noble, carrying 'dragon qi'!
'Dragon qi' was essentially a diluted thread of divinity.
It might only be one-thousandth or even one-ten-thousandth, offering no significant benefits, but it was a mark of nobility.
Being born noble was defined by this.
But with the fall of the Great Zhou's main deity, this blessing was no longer a given.
If they could cultivate later in life, they might retain some benefits through their own cultivation.
But the royal descendants, accustomed to a life of luxury, were rare in this regard.
With the 'God of Empire and Sovereignty' falling, the 'dragon qi' in the royal descendants' bloodlines was rapidly dissipating.
Even more terrifying was the news from the Ancestral Hall:
"Bad news! The Ancestral Hall has collapsed..."
Sitian Jian's eyes twitched violently upon hearing this.
The main shrine in the Ancestral Hall housed the ancestor of the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty!
If the True Deity had not fallen, how could the Ancestral Hall collapse?
If the True Deity had fallen, then what?
Sitian Jian immediately shifted his gaze to the temple masters.
These were the priests of the 'God of Empire and Sovereignty'.
When the Twilight of the Gods arrived, they almost lost all their divine abilities.
But with the help of their accumulated power and other cultivators, they managed to maintain their positions.
Now, several temple masters and priests were looking bewildered and terrified...
Compared to the royal descendants who had lost their dragon qi, they had lost all their divine blessings and priestly ranks.
This change had only one possible explanation: the deity they worshipped was not just missing or severely injured, but had truly fallen!
"It can't be..."
"My lord?"
Several fervent believers found it hard to believe, and some even smashed their heads against the walls, adding to the chaos.
Several civil ministers were frantically running around, still trying to establish a new ruler, but no one wanted to go to the Ancestral Hall anymore...
Sitian Jian stared at the chaotic crowd, a sense of impending doom creeping over him, as if the great edifice was about to collapse.
...
(End of Chapter)
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