Cultivating with Bragging System

Chapter 750 382: The Grand Dao of the World, All within Myself_1

More and more people emerged.

Hundreds.

Thousands.

Over ten thousand.

As many as a hundred thousand!

Some had crossed entire star-filled rivers to arrive.

Others appeared out of thin air.

This scene left even the Ancient God dumbfounded.

It couldn't understand how, under its own oppressive might, those ants could still move freely.

Immediately after, a powerful aura burst forth from the leader, Divine Doctor Wang Simiao.

Peak Quasi-Emperor!

He was actually a Heavenly Venerate!

This stunned everyone; he had hidden it too well.

Then, the second one, Master Wang, who had forged countless powerful artifacts over the years, revealed his cultivation level; he, too, was a Heavenly Venerate!

The third, Sage Wang, was a Heavenly Venerate.

The fourth, the Demon-Suppressing General, was a Heavenly Venerate.

The fifth was a Heavenly Venerate!

The sixth…

One aura after another erupted—without exception, all were Heavenly Venerates!

The terrifying aura shook the star clouds and dispersed the Chaos.

Everyone was utterly dumbstruck.

Where in the world did so many Heavenly Venerates come from?

Was this a dream?

Until today, the Human Race had only publicly acknowledged three Heavenly Venerates.

Now, in a single moment, tens of thousands had appeared, perhaps even more!

Wang Yitian stepped forward. His voice was clear, carrying its usual compassionate and gentle tone, now imbued with an even greater solemnity.

"I, through the Way of Creation, have become the Great Emperor of Creation, wielding the power of creation over heaven and earth!"

BOOM!

The Firmament shattered. The power of the rules descended, permeated by Chaotic Qi, and the Law of Creation materialized, turning into ancient runes that were branded onto his brow.

"I, through the Way of Heavenly Craft, have become the Great Emperor of Hundred Refinements, mastering all refinement in the world!"

"I, through the Way of Reincarnation, have become the Great Emperor of Reincarnation, commanding the cycle of life, death, and reincarnation!"

"I, through the Way of Enlightenment, have become the Great Emperor Haoran, presiding over the enlightenment of the world!"

"I, through the Path of Thunder, have become the Great Emperor of Thunder Punishment, commanding the thunderous retribution of the world!"

"I, through..."

The voices rose almost simultaneously. Visions and portents filled the heavens and the earth, appearing like raindrops, rising and falling in succession. They illuminated the star-filled river as terrifying laws became substantial, flowing among the stars.

This scene left everyone speechless. It had completely exceeded their scope of understanding.

How many people were simultaneously becoming Great Emperors?

When had Great Emperors become as common as cabbages at the market?

「At the same time, in the Yaoguang Heavenly Realm.」

Atop Little Cold Mountain, the mist that had shrouded the heart of the lake for a millennium slowly dispersed. The young man under the tree opened his eyes.

In an instant, all of creation was revitalized.

Heaven and earth trembled.

He stood up, took a single step, and crossed the infinite river of stars, arriving before the Ancient God.

"Senior Brother!"

"Big Brother!"

"It's really him, it's really him!"

Ji Zidian, Li Zuoyue, and the others spoke with trembling voices, their eyes hazy with tears. Though they had long guessed the truth, they could not help but be deeply moved.

"Today!" Wang Xiu declared.

"I have mastered all myriad techniques, and my Immortal Path is flawless!"

"All the paths of the heavens and worlds converge within me!"

As his words fell, the Great Emperor of Creation transformed into a burst of intense light and merged into Wang Xiu's body.

Then came the second, and the third!

Each Great Emperor, representing a law, merged into Wang Xiu's true body.

His aura climbed ceaselessly, growing stronger and stronger.

In the blink of an eye, he reached a terrifying realm imperceptible to ordinary people. But the Ancient God could feel it.

It let out a low growl, its eyes filled with terror.

It was afraid!

For the first time in its nearly endless lifespan, it tasted fear.

It roared as its massive palm came down, annihilating countless galaxies and slaughtering innumerable beings in an instant.

Wang Xiu did not look at it; he was still fusing his powers. He simply raised a hand to block.

The enormous body of the Ancient God was sent flying backward, retreating billions of miles and more.

It turned, aiming for the fissure that had been opened with great difficulty, and sped across the star-filled river in an attempt to escape.

Just as its body slipped through that fissure, the last avatar merged into Wang Xiu's true body.

He opened his eyes, now filled with indifference. He raised his hand and clenched it gently!

CRACK!

Something shattered.

The Ancient God's body suddenly froze, losing all control. Its massive frame cracked inch by inch, leaking blood that brimmed with divine essence. It rapidly collapsed, disintegrated, and ultimately perished.

"ROAR—" It let out a roar of unwilling fury.

It was an Ancient God!

The supreme, sovereign Ancient God!

How could it be killed by such an inferior, artificially created being?

However, roaring was useless.

The Wang Xiu of this moment had transcended its imagination. A mere clench of his fist was more than it could bear, and it perished on the spot, its body and dao obliterated.

"The Ancient God Realm... I shall pay it a visit," Wang Xiu murmured, taking a step forward and disappearing into the portal.

...

The heavens and earth were vast and boundless.

This world was vaster than the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, immeasurably immense.

The Extinct Skyreach of the past only sliced off a corner of this world... Appearing here, Wang Xiu profoundly realized this.

And it was precisely that corner that had given the Myriad Clans a chance to breathe.

With a mere thought, he traversed an unknowable number of miles. This region was expansive, but living beings were extremely scarce, almost all of them Demigods.

Wang Xiu did not hesitate, slaying every being he encountered along his path.

「A hundred years later.」

He arrived over an enormous ocean where a figure stood.

It was strange that there was a person in this world.

She was a woman dressed in white, exceedingly beautiful, with an enchanting figure. She turned to face Wang Xiu, her eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

"We created you, yet you turn around to kill us!"

She was not human. She was merely an Ancient God who preferred a human form.

Wang Xiu looked at her, silent for a moment before saying, "There is no right or wrong. This is about survival!"

A great battle erupted over the ocean once more. Waves soared tens of thousands of feet high. The spectacle was magnificent, but it did not last long.

...

Finally, the world fell silent.

Wang Xiu stood at the edge of a cliff. Turning around, he saw a face identical to his own.

"Congratulations, you have succeeded," the other "Wang Xiu" said, a smile gracing his face.

Wang Xiu looked at him. "You're smiling."

"I'm happy for you," the other "Wang Xiu" replied.

Wang Xiu stated calmly, "The Heavenly Dao is not supposed to have emotions."

The other "Wang Xiu" froze and fell silent.

"So, you're happy for yourself, aren't you?" Wang Xiu said, staring at him. "After scheming for billions of years, you are finally about to succeed!"

The other "Wang Xiu's" gaze grew complicated. "When did you guess?"

"From the moment you told me those things," Wang Xiu replied.

The incarnation of the Heavenly Dao said, "I didn't lie. Not a single word was a lie!"

Wang Xiu nodded. "Indeed, the Heavenly Dao cannot lie, but... it can choose to selectively withhold the truth! You told me so much, yet you conveniently left out one particularly important detail..."

"Although Extinct Skyreach split the complete world into two, the severed section was extremely small—not even one ten-thousandth of the whole—and it had no rare treasures... So why would the Ancient Gods spend so much effort, willing to pay any price, to descend to the Lower Realm?"

"What is in the Lower Realm that even beings as powerful as the Ancient Gods are so desperate to obtain?"

"After thinking it over, there's only one possible answer—"

Wang Xiu stared into the eyes of the Heavenly Dao incarnation and said, word by word, "It's the Fengxian Terrace, isn't it?"