Please Witness

Meanwhile, in the Mo Clan’s minor world.

“Patriarch, these are the people you requested. As instructed, they include all those who rose to fame at a young age only to lose their talents midway, those who encountered miraculous fortunes after falling from cliffs, and anyone bearing the surnames Ye, Xiao, Li, Wang, or Shi—in short, everyone who showed even the slightest sign of possessing the Mandate of Heaven.” The newly promoted Soul Locking Hall Master knelt on the ground. Behind him stood several young people bound in chains, each wearing a different expression.

“Very good. You may leave.”

Mo Yuan waved his hand, signaling for the Soul Locking Hall Master to withdraw.

Only after the man had left did Mo Yuan rise and carefully examine the group of captured youths.

Mo Yuan’s methods were far more ruthless than Mo Yu’s.

Better to kill a hundred innocents than let a single one escape.

Under such madness, the amount of destiny he had seized was astonishing. In just one year, his accumulated destiny had already surpassed that of all the sages of ages past.

“Destiny… what a wondrous thing.”

Mo Yuan murmured softly.

It could neither be seen nor touched, yet it truly affected every aspect of everyone’s life. How abundant was his destiny now? He could simply stroll around the clan and encounter several young clansmen who had awakened bloodline talents.

The improvement was comprehensive, affecting every aspect.

But the most significant improvement was still in his strength.

Mo Yuan knew very well that in this world, only overwhelming strength formed the foundation of everything. Otherwise, even these Children of Destiny, despite possessing immense destiny, would be nothing more than helpless chives waiting to be harvested.

Mo Yuan rose and walked over to the group.

The tendons in their hands and feet had all been severed, their dantians completely crippled. They could only slump helplessly on the ground, staring at Mo Yuan with terror in their eyes.

All except for one young man in the corner. His expression was perfectly calm, without the slightest fear of death.

“Interesting.”

Mo Yuan let out a quiet laugh.

He discovered that finding a true Child of Destiny was actually quite easy, because they all shared the same trait.

They were unafraid of death—and exceptionally rational.

“Are you not afraid to die?”

With great interest, he raised a hand and pulled the young man away from the others. Then, with a casual wave of his left hand, the remaining people turned into a cloud of dust, leaving not even ashes behind.

“Why should I be afraid?”

The young man looked at him and said calmly, “You’re the one who should be afraid. You fear me, which is why you want to kill me. When all is said and done, the one who truly fears death has never been me. It has always been you.”

Upon hearing this, Mo Yuan not only failed to grow angry—he burst into laughter instead.

“Interesting. Truly interesting.”

“These are the words only someone blessed with immense destiny could speak. This is what a true Child of Destiny is like.”

“Hahaha!”

His laughter today was not merely because of what the young man had said.

It was also because the person in his hands was the final Child of Destiny in all creation. Once he refined him, his own destiny would finally reach perfection.

At that time, he would ascend to immortality through destiny.

How exquisite would that be?

Just as Mo Yuan was laughing arrogantly, two furious roars rang out through the barrier of the minor world.

“Mo Yuan! Get out here, you old bastard!”

“Hmm?”

Mo Yuan’s laughter faded as he raised his head. His gaze pierced through layer upon layer of obstruction and directly saw the scene outside.

Two figures stood beyond the boundary of the minor world, their hair and beards billowing wildly with fury.

With a flash of his body, he appeared outside together with the young man.

Zhao Xiong and Ao Kun stared coldly at Mo Yuan.

Throughout that year, they had watched helplessly as Mo Yuan ran rampant across the Central Continent. If they continued to let him do as he pleased, disaster would inevitably follow. Thus, after recovering from their injuries, the two of them immediately exiled their clansmen to the outskirts of the Profound Heaven Continent—a shattered realm that only the two of them could find—before rushing at full speed to the outside of the Mo Clan’s minor world.

Both of them had come with the resolve to die.

“You came at just the right time.”

Mo Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, binding the young man beside him with spiritual energy. With a smile, he looked toward Zhao Xiong and Ao Kun.

“I was just lamenting that I had no one to witness my ascent to the summit. And now the two of you have come knocking on my door. This must be the will of Heaven!”

“What a load of crap!”

Ao Kun curled his lip in disdain.

“If there really were such a thing as Heaven’s will, the first thing it would do is take you—a beast that can’t tell right from wrong and is neither human nor dog! Enough nonsense. Today, either you die, or I do!”

“Tsk, tsk…”

Mo Yuan shook his head, his expression carrying a hint of helplessness.

“Are you truly in such a hurry to die? Throughout the ages, how many have had the fortune to witness an immortal’s ascension? Precious few. To personally witness the birth of a True Immortal is a blessing for the likes of you.”

“A True Immortal? You?”

Ao Kun looked at Mo Yuan with utter disdain.

“Though I don’t know what unorthodox method you used, a True Immortal could never look like you!”

With that, he said no more. His form suddenly transformed into a colossal dragon stretching ten thousand zhang, and he lashed out with his tail.

The surrounding space shattered violently. The dragon’s tail pierced through the void and arrived before Mo Yuan in an instant.

Yet Mo Yuan’s expression did not change in the slightest. He merely pointed one finger.

“Freeze!”

At his word, the law obeyed.

The enormous dragon tail was instantly immobilized in midair, unable to advance another inch.

“What?!”

Seeing Mo Yuan neutralize the attack with such effortless ease, Ao Kun and Zhao Xiong couldn’t help but freeze.

Half a year ago, they had still been able to fight Mo Yuan on equal terms. Yet now, even their full-powered attack could not shake him in the slightest. The difference between them had grown so vast that it was utterly despairing.

Mo Yuan kept one hand behind his back and smiled faintly.

“Well?”

“Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Utterly foolish.”

With a casual wave of his right hand, countless chains as black as ink burst forth from the void and shot toward Zhao Xiong and Ao Kun. In the blink of an eye, Ao Kun’s dragon body—stretching over ten thousand zhang—was bound tight.

“You think this is enough to hold me?”

Ao Kun let out a cold laugh.

“Transform!”

Before his voice had even faded, his body rapidly shrank, returning to human form. Yet the chains shrank along with him, binding him just as tightly as before.

“Were you sent here by the Monkey King to play the fool?”

Zhao Xiong stared at Ao Kun, utterly speechless.

“How could something like this possibly stop working just because you made yourself smaller? You idiot.”

“Well, I had to try.”

Ao Kun retorted, “What if it worked? I mean, what if?”

“You freaking…”

Zhao Xiong helplessly tilted his head back, too lazy to argue with him. He had nearly been driven mad by his useless teammate. Perhaps it would be better to let Mo Yuan kill him outright.

“Mm. Much more pleasing to the eye now.”

Mo Yuan nodded in satisfaction. Then he lifted the young man bound behind him high into the air, as though presenting a gift bestowed by the heavens.

Strands of milky-white radiance descended from the crown of the young man’s head, finally gathering above his head.

Mo Yuan slowly closed his eyes, and his aura changed completely.

“This is... this is the will of Heaven...”

He murmured softly, casually tossing the young man aside. Boundless rays of light burst from his body, golden radiance crisscrossing the sky.

“Everyone, bear witness!”

“The Immortal has descended!”

Lotuses bloomed throughout the heavens and earth. Countless illusory zithers, drums, and flutes began playing of their own accord, filling the air with celestial music.

“No way... He really did it?”

Zhao Xiong and Ao Kun stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.

Rumble...

At that moment, Mo Yuan’s expression suddenly changed.

He abruptly opened his eyes and gazed toward the end of the world. In disbelief, he murmured, “This... how is this possible?”

“The world is collapsing?”