In the Sky Sect's plaza, Jue Yi said, "The battle for the Daoist position will begin now. Destiny's Daughter, if you keep your word, the Daoist will have the right to participate in the Tianmen Convention."
A pleasant voice came from the white cloud, "Of course, I will help whoever becomes the Daoist unconditionally."
Many people's gazes turned fervent after hearing her words.
This was a Destiny's Daughter. People of this era might not understand how terrifying she was, but who wouldn't fear her in the Sky Sect's era?
Among the Twelve Gates of Heaven, the Destiny's Daughter was ranked in the top three.
On the Ancestral Turtle's back, Lu Yin continued to roll his die. Two pips.
In the Sky Sect's plaza, Hen Xin glanced at the Ancestral Turtle. Had Lu Yin come out yet?
"Lu Buzheng, let the battle for the Daoist position begin. The competition is simple," Hen Xin said. As soon as he finished speaking, a statue appeared in the center of the plaza.
Many people were confused, as they had never seen such a statue before.
However, Lu Buzheng and the rest recognized that it was a statue of the ancestor.
"Place this statue in front of the Sky Sect's mountain gate and you will be the Daoist," Hen Xin announced.
The Sky Sect's mountain gate was very large, and there was a long way from the plaza to the mountain gate.
"Once the statue falls to the ground, it will automatically return to its original position. If you want to become the Daoist, you must bear the pressure of everyone. This is the Daoist who has the power to walk on behalf of the heavens. The future Progenitor will bear the fate of an entire continent. This is the Daoist."
Lu Buzheng said solemnly, "Not every era has a Daoist. Our era happened to have one. The battle for the Daoist position was bloody and cruel. Many heroes were buried in the earth, and many of them were thought to have a high chance of reaching the Progenitor realm, but they still died in the end."
"For the one and only Daoist," Jue Yi said coldly.
Elder Chan, Nine Luminaries, and the rest had never seen the battle for the Daoist position, but they could feel the cruelty and ruthlessness.
Hen Xin looked around and saw through the Solar System and the Frostwave Weave. "Anyone who participates in the battle for the Daoist position will die. Even so, there is no guarantee that the Daoist will be chosen. Now, you can all start from this plaza."
What they didn't mention was that this competition for the position of Daoist would be the cruelest in the history of mankind. Chu Yuan, Helo Mavis, and Sky Calvary were all Daoists. Individually, they could suppress a group of heroes. However, if they competed with each other, it was hard to say who would be the last one standing.
The sole Daoist not only had to bear the pressure of others, but he also had to bear the pressure of two Daoists. This had never happened before in human history.
It was at this unfinished Sky Sect that a new page of human history had opened.
On the Ancestral Tortoise's back, Lu Yin's die slowly came to a stop. Four pips: Time Stop.
He looked around at the greyish-white space and took a deep breath. He wasn't too far away from the peak of the Fifth Layer, so he took out the remaining true wisdom root. Should he use it or not?
Breaking through to the fifth level of the Sirius Art, perhaps there would be no change, only an increase in the number of constellations. Or perhaps, there would be a change, but whether there was a change or not. If there was no change, the Root of Wisdom would be wasted. If there was a change, the effect of not using the Root of Wisdom might not be as good.
Lu Yin hesitated for a moment, but eventually gritted his teeth and decided to use it. Something like the Root of Wisdom would always appear in the future, and as long as there was a chance to become stronger, he couldn't give it up.
He took a sip of the Root of Wisdom Tea and recited the Primogenitor's Scripture. His constellations revolved as he cultivated the Sirius Art.
After drinking the Root of Wisdom Tea, cultivating the Sirius Art was completely different. Originally, reciting the Primogenitor's Scripture would increase his cultivation by a lot in a year.
After drinking the Root of Wisdom Tea, this number had increased greatly. More importantly, his understanding of the Sirius Art had become much clearer.
A sip of the Root of Wisdom Tea allowed Lu Yin to revolve more than 98,000 stars. He was only a hair's breadth away from the peak of the Fifth Layer, and it hadn't even been two months.
Continuing on, Lu Yin took a second sip of the Root of Wisdom Tea and calmed his heart.
As time passed, the number of stars in the Sirius Art reached 98,900, then 98,995, 98,999, and finally, when the last star revolved, Lu Yin's body trembled. His entire body seemed to have been magnified countless times, and the stars around him spread out. It was as if he wasn't in the Time Stop Space, but rather in the real starry sky.
The stars spread out endlessly, and when the 99,000 stars revolved, he gained control of a certain domain. He seemed to see water appear on some of the stars, and green sprouts appear on some of them.
This was the beginning of civilization, but these were just the stars produced by the cultivation method.
If it was just a cultivation method, how could it be like a half-step Progenitor's inner world?
Could it be that the Sirius Art was Progenitor Chen's inner world?
Could it be that Progenitor Chen had fused his inner world with the starry sky and the universe?
Lu Yin hurriedly drank a third sip of the Root of Wisdom Tea and left the Time Stop Space. He appeared on the Ancestral Turtle's back, and his entire body seemed to vanish as he drifted into the universe. In the blink of an eye, he roamed through the entire Frostwave Weave, Darkmist Weave, Vastdearth Weave, Adonis Weave, and so on. His consciousness then drifted out, and he saw the Umbral Butterfly Weave, the Astral River, the Innerverse, the Cosmic Sea, and the Neoverse.
There was always a star that led Lu Yin's consciousness to it, and there were always other stars that brought Lu Yin through the starry sky. He could see the boundless starry sky and the resplendent stars. He could also see the lifeforms on those stars, and he could even see the stars that revolved around his body.
Had his body become the starry sky of the universe, or were those stars formed by him?
Lu Yin couldn't tell.
At the same time, in the Sky Sect's plaza, a cry of surprise came from within the white clouds.
Starsibyl was flabbergasted, as such a cry of surprise should not have come from a Destiny Girl. She was in control of everything and could see the entire situation clearly. What could possibly escape her control?
In the distant western Flowzone of the Innerverse, there was a battlefield that was divided between the Eternals and the humans.
Lu Yin saw the battlefield, and he saw the humans and the Eternals fighting each other. He also saw Leng Qing flip her blade and slash at Marquis Qing Zhu.
Marquis Qing Zhu and Marquis Wuyi had both been trapped in the Thought Web, but after the Thought Web's disappearance, they had been freed. However, they could not leave the Fifth Mainland and could only stay behind.
"It's useless even after fighting so many times. Without your astral source, how long can you last?"
Marquis Qing Zhu sneered as a dark red current filled the heavens, bringing with it fear.
Leng Qing's blade slashed downwards. He had also been one of the twelve sect masters of the Sky's Gate during the Sky Sect's era, but he had not wanted to participate in the establishment of the Sky Sect. To him, a Sky Sect without a Daolord was not a Sky Sect at all.
He would rather die in battle than live comfortably in the backlines.
Lu Yin saw the battlefield and saw Leng Qing fending off Marquis Qing Zhu with her life on the line. He subconsciously raised his foot and crushed the star that was revolving around him. He did not know why he had such a feeling, but the star that he was revolving around seemed to coincide with the star that Progenitor Chen had left behind in the universe, and he could crush it with a single stomp.
Boom!
The star exploded, and at the same time, a star beside Marquis Qing Zhu, who had been shooting at Leng Qing with Qing Zhu, exploded, releasing an incomparably terrifying force that shattered the heavens.
Everything around him was destroyed, and Marquis Qing Zhu, who was closest to the star, was directly swallowed up by the exploding star. He did not even have time to react before he completely vanished.
Leng Qing stared blankly at the shattered heavens. What kind of power was this?
He shouted, "Which senior has graced us with his presence?
Please show yourself. "
On the Ancestral Turtle's back, Lu Yin was stunned as he looked at the soles of his feet. Had he done this?
He had crushed the star with a single stomp, and had also killed Marquis Qing Zhu?
He had clearly not used any strength at all.
Then where had this power come from?
This was the power of the exploding star. This was Progenitor Chen's power.
Lu Yin gulped. Could he use the power that Progenitor Chen had left behind just by relying on the image beneath his feet?
Ecstasy filled his heart, and Lu Yin had never felt so safe before. How many stars had Progenitor Chen left behind in the Fifth Mainland?
What kind of power was this?
This was Progenitor Chen, the invincible Progenitor Chen who had dominated two mountains and one sea.
The Symbol Progenitor had left behind rune lines, the Hui Progenitor had left behind countless methods to calculate the flow of time, and Progenitor Chen had left behind these Sirius stars.
Lu Yin was very certain that he could control the Fifth Mainland now. This was the invincible power that Progenitor Chen had left behind for him.
No wonder the Sirius Sect cared so much about this image. They could not use it, but Lu Yin had managed to use it by chance.
Lu Yin raised his head and exhaled. With this power, he did not need to fear the Everlasting Tribe's invasion.
Above the Sky Sect's plaza, cultivators walked out one by one, all of them vying for the position of Dao Child.
Chu Yuan, He Luo Mavis, Skyline Jia Lan, Wei An, Hen Mo, Lu Lai, Lu Jiao, Ling Gong from this era, Wen Sansi, and the others all walked out one by one, looking at the Progenitor's statue in the distance with resolute eyes.
Lu Buzheng anxiously looked at the Ancestral Turtle. Lu Yin still hadn't come out?
Could he have gone into seclusion? Forget it, even if he came out, he might not be able to compete with Chu Yuan and the others. They had been preparing for more than a decade.
There was no time limit to the battle for the position of Dao Disciple. Even if one came out at the last moment and defeated the person most likely to become Dao Disciple, the statue would return to its original position and would have to be carried back to the sect in the sky. Whether one could become a Dao Disciple or not had nothing to do with the time one came out. At most, the other contenders would have to leave with serious injuries or be too exhausted. This was the advantage.
This was an advantage. In the Sky Sect's era, unless it was too late, no one would appear at the last moment, as they would be looked down upon by others. Furthermore, the Dao Master could directly deny a person from becoming a Dao Child, even if that person defeated everyone else. This was the Dao Master's privilege.
A Dao Child walked on behalf of the heavens, and this heavens referred to the Dao Master. If the Dao Master did not want someone to become a Dao Child, then that person would never become a Dao Child.
Thus, even the most scheming person would not want to take advantage of others in the Battle of Dao Child, as it was easy for the Dao Master to dislike them.
This was also the reason why Hen Xin, Lu Buzheng, and the others did not need to announce the start of the Battle of Dao Child. The Battle of Dao Child had already begun the moment the statue appeared, and people could enter or leave at any time.
After a brief silence, a group of people rushed towards the statue. Many of them had fervent gazes. They did not want to become a Dao Child, but rather, they wanted to be the first to touch the statue. There were also some who hoped to carry the statue for some distance.
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