Because this is the Daoist field of Lingxu! It’s Lingxu’s Void! It’s Lingxu’s dream!

Therefore, only you can change this space-time! Only you can save this world!

Because this world was made this way for him!

So I used the remnants of his Three Corpses fragments to piece you together!

Only you can change your own future!"

The Kun still didn’t understand.

But Chen Xuantian finally understood a bit.

"You, you don’t want to get rid of him and use me to replace him to attain the Dao, right..."

Baobao sighed,

"I don’t even know if it will work, I can only take it one step at a time.

But Xuantian believes in you, he said he trusts you, that it’ll be fine.

I indeed don’t dare trust you, but I trust him, so this time it’s all up to you to decide.

At this moment, the future of this world is at your fingertips.

You can believe in Lingxu’s words, follow him all the way to the dark, heading towards the end of annihilation.

Or you can believe in me, no, you don’t even need to believe in me.

As long as you trust Xuantian’s trust in you, just wield this sword and strike."

Chen Xuantian looked at the sword in his hand,

"I..."

Chen Xuantian didn’t know how to choose.

He really didn’t know, his heart was violently shaken, filled with confused doubts, ambiguities he couldn’t comprehend.

There was distrust towards Baobao, and disappointment towards Lingxu, mixed and unclear, really hard to discern.

It was unclear whether it was Lingxu who was working behind the scenes, disturbing his mind, or if it was purely his own issue.

At this crossroads of life, Chen Xuantian didn’t know how to choose.

Is Lingxu really the person Baobao says he is, a traitor who betrayed everyone to become a demon for himself?

But how much truth and falsehood is there in Baobao’s words? Might he just be deceiving Chen Xuantian to open the door, bringing demons into the world?

All words were spoken by others, how should one truly...

Right! Isn’t there someone on the scene who knows what kind of person Lingxu really is!

"I’ll be right back!"

Chen Xuantian gritted his teeth, plunged into the Netherworld Spring, tunneled his way to the Moon.

The Kun didn’t follow, it waited by the door, seemingly believing he would definitely come back.

"Bang——!!"

"Ahhhh!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Though from the outside it seemed like a mushroom, the Titan Giant Ship was truly vast, with its hull deeply embedded in the Moon Shell, enormous and magnificent like a city of metal.

Moreover, as the Netherworld Spring engine was shut off, the entire system went into a standstill, looking like an abyss, dark, without light, terrifying.

No, there was still light, a ball of Thunder Light flashed and jumped within the hull, driving and annihilating the evil spirits and malicious ghosts that emerged from every corner of the darkness.

Indeed, these dense clusters, like ants’ swarms, were faceless, hairless, skinless humanoid flesh blobs, the first generation of mass-produced combat wetware, clones created from Immortal Venerable genes.

Of course, with the engine supply cut off, the production line had stopped, and this large group was just emergency-hatched from a stock of egg capsules, not yet painted or finely processed, thrown out as semi-finished products to stop the wild animals’ frenzy.

Even as unfinished products without skin, they possess extreme flesh strength, with each strike capable of tearing apart top combat creatures of the Martial God.

Combined with the complete lifting of genetic lock restrictions, their physical strength alone could besiege, almost keeping pace with lightning-fast Outer Heaven Demon Soldiers.

But even with the demons from the Outer Heaven, they couldn’t stop the rampaging beasts.

Xuan Du jumped and flashed in the rolling electric light, firing consecutively from his fingers, arcs from his palms like spears, sweeping away large chunks of flesh into carbon dust.

The jumping Thunder Ball crashed through layers of Heavenly Demon blockades with unstoppable momentum, storming through gates and locks, heading straight for the deepest core of the Titan.

Heading for the last door.

Edge Technology Development Department

Hazardous Materials Warehouse

Finally, finally there.

This was the last checkpoint.

Behind this door was the master.

No one, no one could stop it anymore...

"What is it, senior brother?"

The thunder light suddenly stopped, Xuan Du stood amid majestic electric arcs and Thunder Fire, looking at the figure blocking his way, somewhat astonished,

"I’m not your senior brother."

Chen Xuantian performed a gesture of respect, revealing the sword edge and string on his right hand, the blood red sword tip, and the beads on his wrist.

"Chen Xiyi, fourth generation Sect Leader of the Supreme Nine Heavens Shenxiao Sect."

In the flickering thunderbolt, Xuan Du glanced at Chen Xuantian’s Breaking Dao Sword, then at the Thirty-six Divine Bags of Thunder Fire Banner, recovering his expression, slowly landing,

"Fellow Daoist, salutations."

Chen Xuantian stared at him,

"Does the Great Mage recognize this string."

Xuan Du nodded.

"It’s the Sect Leader’s Token of my Supreme Dao, which I personally handed to a disciple, is he well?"

Chen Xuantian,

"I was told to kill him."

Xuan Du was momentarily desolate, 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"I see, perished in the calamity, it’s fate."

Chen Xuantian,

"Now my master has told me to come kill you."

Xuan Du was silent for a while,

"Let me bring the master back, then you may act."

However, Chen Xuantian was unyielding, only coldly staring at him,

"After I kill you, my master will probably come to kill me."

Xuan Du was momentarily speechless.

Chen Xuantian stared intently at him,

"You know he was also the one who killed Thunder Ancestor, right?"

Xuan Du’s face remained expressionless.