Chapter 1291 - 1179: Making a Bridal Gown
Land of Darkness.
The darkness seemed to grow thicker, as a force even darker than darkness itself invaded this space.
In an instant, the disciples of The Silent One inexplicably felt an unsettling restlessness, as though isolated and trapped, enveloped by a cage of darkness.
“Senior Brother, you’ve arrived.”
The Stopper turned around, gazing in a certain direction. With a gentle wave of his hand, the expanding darkness around him seemed to freeze in place.
Amid the thick and heavy darkness, a figure composed entirely of shadow approached. His entire being embodied the darkness, consuming all gazes directed at him.
The Dark One!
He had come as well.
“What is the meaning of all this?”
The Dark One spoke in a deep voice, “Why has that one suddenly made a move?!”
The Stopper replied,
“I set a trap, and that one… has fallen for it.”
His words carried an immense sense of excitement and anticipation.
“A trap?”
The Dark One was puzzled.
“Indeed… Last time, someone connected to him planted the Immortal Seed, and he sacrificed his Immortal Dao Origin to awaken the Immortal Land.”
“So, I pressured him further, and now, as expected… he has extracted the Origin of the Sacred Path, reviving the Sacred Soil.”
The Stopper couldn’t help but grin and say,
“Senior Brother, don’t you think this is our best chance?”
“Destroy Source Burn Cosmos—if he remains indifferent, we cannot touch him. But he still pities the ants of this world, allowing the Immortal Path and Saint Path to reappear…”
“In doing so, he is destroying his own Great Wall. When his essence dissipates, will he still be himself? He’ll be nothing but another Supreme in this cosmos.”
“At that point, we may not even need to use the Flame Universe Array to return him… to his original law!”
The Dark One frowned deeply upon hearing this.
“That one used the sources of four great dimensions as a foundation to create the Path of the Forbidden, standing above even the Supreme… If all four of his dimensional sources were to disappear, indeed, he would no longer be fearsome…”
He muttered.
“Which is why I said, he has fallen into the trap.”
The Stopper smiled and said,
“His desire to redeem the world demands he sacrifice his own essence. But by sacrificing his essence… he himself will descend into a place of endless damnation!”
“Now that the Saint Path is lost, his Realm must already be unstable. How much longer can he stand above the Supreme?”
His words carried a chilling undertone.
The Dark One nodded slightly and said,
“Worth trying.”
“Oh, speaking of,”
At that moment, something came to his mind, and he said,
“Now that the Immortal Path and Saint Path have resurfaced, we must guard against those ants taking the Path of Creation… If they succeed in creating worlds, it will be much more troublesome to eradicate them later.”
—For darkness, the Parasitic Method and the Gray Fog Method are inconsequential.
The Parasitic Method relies on the Seeds of Darkness, but if it were truly employed, those Seeds of Darkness would be corrupted. The parasitic Great Emperors would also become like the Dark Fire Emperor and Dark Wood Emperor, reduced to Dark Corrupt Slaves.
As for the Gray Fog Method, at least a trace of White Mist Origin would be required to achieve it… This world has no one capable of walking this path.
Only the Path of Creation remains…
The Path of Creation can draw upon the sources of past eras to forge a new world, and that new world can retreat into the depths of those past eras.
In such a case, finding it again would require considerable effort.
At this moment, The Silent One spoke softly,
“The Path of Creation has already been severed.”
“Countless eras ago, this path was already laid with traps and altered by us. Should anyone dare to walk it, they will find that the worlds they create have long been claimed by darkness.”
Upon hearing this, The Dark One looked at The Silent One and nodded appreciatively, saying,
“Excellent.”
“Junior Brother, how is your Silent Way coming along?”
“I’m still waiting for you to master the Silent Way so that the Divine Jumper… can finally suffer properly!”
At the mention of the Divine Jumper, his words carried a trace of resentment!
Among the brothers, they were powerful figures within the Supreme, yet they had once been so thoroughly repressed by a single Divine Jumper they could hardly lift their heads!
Even in this lifetime, when the Divine Jumper existed only as a soul, he still managed to steal the Dark One’s dark fire…
Unbearable humiliation!
And the “Unspoken” Way cultivated by the Junior Brother, The Silent One, was specifically designed to counter the Divine Jumper.
The Silent One said,
“Three of the Jiu Yu have already been suppressed.”
As he spoke, he suddenly perceived something and said,
“The other two disciples have returned.”
Everyone turned their heads.
In the midst of the darkness, two figures approached!
They were none other than Mo Zheng and Mo Tie!
Seeing them, everyone present was a bit surprised.
“Senior Brother Mo Zheng… What’s wrong with him? Where are his ears?!”
“Senior Brother Mo Tie too—why has his skin turned green? Did he eat too much grass?”
“Senior Brothers, have you comprehended the true meaning of the Silent Way?”
They all asked questions eagerly.
But Mo Zheng and Mo Tie remained silent.
Mo Zheng’s eyes were calm—he had severed a metaphysical part of himself, not only cutting away his ears and tongue in the literal sense but also permanently removing his ability to hear and express. Thus, he could not perceive the information being transmitted to him by others.
In a way, he had completely enclosed himself!
As he looked at the numerous dark beings before him, his eyes flickered with a cold edge but quickly suppressed it!
Mo Tie, on the other hand, had an expressionless gaze. Only his mouth moved faintly, opening and closing… mechanically.
The Silent One looked at the two of them with a trace of bewilderment, thinking, What the hell is this…?