The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS-Chapter 1265 - 290: The Grand Finale
"Ding, congratulations to the host for slaying the Dao Ancestor..."
The system's notification sound stuttered for a moment and then continued: "The host has already become invincible in the world, so-called rewards are no longer considered rewards. From now on, you may freely enter and exit the system's Inheritance Space."
As the system's voice faded, hundreds of Character Cards swept past Qing Yu. Among them were rebellious Demons, ethereal Sword Immortals, as well as transcendent Taoists, and Buddhas...
All of these were martial artists of the Six-star Tao Realm, many of whom were even more powerful than Qing Yu by a margin.
If Qing Yu obtained their inheritances, even at his current realm, he would still gain considerable benefits.
However, Qing Yu was not moved by these Character Cards. At his current level, external assistance was already negligible; what he truly needed now was time.
"System, what is your origin?" Qing Yu asked.
More than the Character Cards, he was curious about the system's origin. For many years, Qing Yu never mentioned this question because he was not strong enough. Although he knew the system was within his own consciousness, he couldn't even touch its traces, let alone qualify to ask about it.
Only after advancing to the Tao Realm did Qing Yu finally touch upon the system's existence. At that time, he already intended to uncover the system's origin. However, that wasn't his main focus at the time, so he temporarily set aside his curiosity.
By now, Qing Yu was invincible in this world, and after reversing creation, his Path of Destruction had reached the pinnacle of the Second Life Third, and he felt ready to explore the system's origin.
"What origin indeed?" The system's mechanical voice finally showed fluctuation, "This system does not know either. This system merely follows a certain setting, traversing various worlds to continue the inheritance of martial arts. From this point, you can tell just by looking at the system's name."
The Great Martial Arts Inheritance System, that was the system's name. It seemed to be truly as it claimed, merely for the inheritance of martial arts.
"Since you traverse various worlds, there will come a day when you will leave, right?" Qing Yu said.
"That's correct. Once you completely dominate this world, the system will leave," the system replied.
"To completely dominate the world—does that mean refining the Heavenly Dao? That really seems a bit far away."
Qing Yu gently fluttered the Destruction Wings, raising clouds of dust.
Now, pushing the Path of Destruction to its extreme, even a wisp of Qi Force leaking from him could turn space into dust. His existence in itself was the source of destruction, standing between heaven and earth as the origin of annihilation.
However, even as powerful as Qing Yu was, it would not be a short time to completely refine the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao, as the core of the world's laws, was too vast. Even with Qing Yu's power, it would take a long standoff and struggle to have a chance to refine the Heavenly Dao.
"It seems our time together will be long, system."
Qing Yu took a step forward, entering a suddenly appearing void.
On the other side of the void was the place once beyond the Limit of Human and God, where the Heavenly Dao resided. The Dao Ancestor and Buddha once expended great effort to escape from here, only because their strength failed to suppress the Heavenly Dao. When the Dao Ancestor and the world resonated to a certain degree, he would return here.
Yet now the Dao Ancestor was dead and could not visit old places. Stepping into this place was newcomer Qing Yu.
"If we truly meet, it should still be the first time."
Qing Yu looked around in that boundless space, a trace of a smile appearing on his face shrouded in faint, destructive aura, "This is the Heavenly Dao."
What appeared before him was an indescribable mist, seemingly real yet ethereal, omnipresent.
This mist, or rather this space, could be called the Heavenly Dao.
The Heavenly Dao was formless, intangible, without entity, inherently mindless and unwise, having only basic operational rules. If it did not manifest an avatar in the world, the Heavenly Dao would function only according to fixed rules.
Of course, among those fixed rules, there was surely the regulation to suppress anyone who attempted to refine the Heavenly Dao. As Qing Yu entered this place, formless, intangible, yet vividly real power came from all directions.
The formless force pervading every inch of space was like amber, encapsulating Qing Yu, trying to seal him within like an insect.
"Swish——"
The twelve Destruction Wings unfolded, and all the Heavenly Dao power around Qing Yu directly dissipated, unable to approach him at all.
Qing Yu, at this moment, was capable of facing the Heavenly Dao directly. He wasn't there to be a prisoner, but to be the master.
Opaque aura spread out from within Qing Yu, extending outward, occupying a space of several thousand feet in the blink of an eye, forming Qing Yu's domain.
The refinement began at this moment. The struggle between Qing Yu and the Heavenly Dao officially commenced.
This process might last a thousand years, ten thousand years, or even beyond ten thousand years. How long it would continue, Qing Yu did not know. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
What he could assert might be that he would surely win.
"This will be an exceedingly long period."
Qing Yu looked downward, seemingly wanting to see through space and glimpse the human realm.
Another Saint and Demon Embryo had already been completely absorbed by him in these ten years, then recreated. At its core, it was another part of Qing Yu's body, his consciousness synchronously present in both his real body and avatar.
"During my time refining the Heavenly Dao..."
In the human world, Ren Piaomiao was also gazing at the sky, seemingly meeting a pair of abyss-like pupils, "Let my avatar handle human affairs."
Ren Piaomiao's appearance changed, reverting to Qing Yu's true face.
He blinked slightly, each eye showing a gold-black color, "It seems I was wise to plant the seed of creation in my avatar beforehand."
"At least, the Creation Dao within this avatar still persists."
Qing Yu's gaze flickered, with patterns of the Candle Dragon appearing in his pupils. At this moment, this avatar was equivalent to Qing Yu during the Extreme Realm.
"Good, with this, I can reverse the Destruction at least half as fast."
Qing Yu smiled lightly, soaring towards the Divine Capital.
Previously, his great battle with the Dao Ancestor had affected half the world, and now the situation in the Great Zhou had begun to destabilize with remaining natural disasters still rampant.
The airflow and Qi Force generated by the Dal Realm True Qi still needed him to handle personally.
The world required a considerable period to restore stability.
However, now the world was Qing Yu's, and he had all the time to organize and adjust.
"There's plenty of time..."
In the Heavenly Dao Space, Qing Yu gently waved his sleeve, a magnificent black stone hall appearing behind him.
He walked into the stone hall, crossing the lengthy path straight to the throne at the end, turning to sit down.
"Only at this moment can I finally relax my ever-tensed mind," Qing Yu said with a light laugh, supporting his cheek with one hand.
More than twenty years ago, he was exiled to Beicang Mountain in Ling Province, spending three anxious years before finally securing a foothold.
But the people and events that followed never gave Qing Yu a moment to relax, for the cost of relaxation could very well be a miserable death in an unknown future.
Thus, even in the most comfortable environments, Qing Yu never slackened a bit. He always honed his powers, comprehended martial arts, pondered the future, and never ceased.
The system had brought him many conveniences, especially the insights from those villainous characters, saving Qing Yu from many detours. But without his resolute pursuit and reflection, even with a lifetime's worth of their martial arts enlightenment, Qing Yu could not have reached today.
Nobody knew that the first martial art he created to perfect his own nature was the "Heavenly Human Rebirth Technique," aimed at reshaping his own heart. Nor would anyone know how much Qing Yu had to forgo to arrive at this day.
Only now, at this moment, can Qing Yu finally relax.
"Heh."
He chuckled lightly again, slowly closing his eyes, seemingly in a trance, perhaps genuinely asleep.
Yet, the continually rising black aura surrounding him and the ever-expanding region outside the hall proved that even while relaxing, Qing Yu remained vigilant.
"Boom—"
The heavy doors closed slowly, gradually concealing the figure seated on the throne.
(The End of the Book)
