Chapter 1156 - Unifying Dao

Chapter 1156: Unifying Dao
Translator: 
Yukidaruma Translations 
 Editor: 
Yukidaruma Translations

The gravitational singularity continued to kickstart the Big Bang, and all timelines returned to their original tracks. Fang Xingjian only felt as if everything before his eyes was blurry, then he found himself in outer space’s vacuum 12 billion years later.
A black-clothed man stood proudly in void space in front of him. His disposition was like that of an icy mountain—cold and sharp. He gave Fang Xingjian an extremely familiar feeling.
Fang Xingjian blurted out,
It’s you?

The black-clothed man was the person who changed Fang Xingjian’s entire life five years ago. In the previous Pope’s memories, this man was also the person who brought them to Miracle World. Additionally, he was the one who had taken Fang Yueru’s body.
The black-clothed man turned and revealed a face that shared some resemblance with Fang Xingjian’s. If it could be said that the previous Pope and Fang Xingjian shared 80-90% resemblance, then this person shared 20-30% resemblance to Fang Xingjian.


Fang Xingjian immediately reacted when he saw the other party’s appearance,
I have your bloodline in me? The other half of my bloodline comes from you?

The black-clothed man looked at him coldly and did not say a word. A stream of intent gushed into Fang Xingjian’s mind together with a tremendous amount of information.
After rapidly reading through the contents of the information, Fang Xingjian came to understand all the causes and effects of things.
Petrifying Blazing Catastrophe, one of the 13 demonic gods, had stolen the bloodlines from the Silver Demonic God and this black-clothed man and nurtured Fang Xingjian.
However, Petrifying Blazing Catastrophe was unaware that this black-clothed man’s ability to sense his blood lineage was above even that of the demonic gods’.
Therefore, during the nurturing process, the black-clothed man had discovered Fang Xingjian’s existence through sensing their blood lineages.
However, the black-clothed man had not done anything to stop things. Instead, he had watched from the side and secretly introduced some interference during the process, causing the growth of Fang Xingjian and the others to change.

Therefore, not only do I have the bloodlines from the two of you, but I even possess a part of your consciousness?
Fang Xingjian asked with a frown.
Even demonic gods were not absolutely invincible. Although their powers would gather and scatter irregularly, there would be some space-time and locations where their powers would be slightly weaker.
It was like how the landscape would have its high and low. The demonic gods’ powers would have places where they were stronger or weaker as they scattered out across the endless space-time.


Take the battle that Fang Xingjian had witnessed earlier for instance. That spot had been the center of the demonic gods’ battle, and the intensity was so strong that ordinary people would not be able to even notice the battle itself.
As the battle progressed, the past and future kept on changing, and the mortals’ memories also changed accordingly. They were unable to detect that the demonic gods had exchanged countless blows.
Miracle World, the place which Fang Xingjian had grown, was far away from the center of the battle, so the battle intensity was a lot lower. It was merely affected by the repercussive waves from the radiating demonic gods’ powers, just like the many worlds that had been created with each battle between demonic the gods.
The battle strategy of the Ring of Time was one where in the outer regions of the battlefield, the demonic gods would use the smallest amount of power to achieve the greatest battle result. In those battlefields, a large amount of the powers from the demonic gods would be channeled into the mortals’ bodies. Their goal was to stimulate even more chaotic quantum jumps that transcended space-time to attain control over the multi-dimensional probability changes.
an, you didn’t interfere. Instead, you encouraged the flow and even stole a part of the demonic gods’ powers from the borders of the battlefield? You then slapped the consciousness into mine?
Fang Xingjian asked with a frown
Then what on earth am I? A clone? A replica?

The black-clothed man stared at Fang Xingjian and said,
I’ve tried very hard to conceal your existence in the past, but due to an accidental space-time dislocation, I was separated from Miracle World for a short while. I hadn’t expected for them to find you.


Zuo Qingcang…
Fang Xingjian got to know of the man’s name from the information he was given.
What do you want to do? How did you go up against demonic god-level powers?
Fang Xingjian’s expression appeared extremely complicated as he looked at this man.
This person could be considered his father? Brother? Actual body? Or what? Fang Xingjian could not put it into words.
However, the thing that astonished him even more was that Zuo Qingcang had the power to go up against the powers of demonic gods. He had witnessed how this man was like an unrivaled assassin, crushing the attack in which the demonic god had tried to extinguish the gravitational singularity.
Fang Xingjian was extremely curious how someone who was a mere mortal could manage to fight against the demonic gods’ powers.



Go up against demonic gods?
Zuo Qingcang said and then fell silent for a moment before explaining slowly,
Your life span conversion technique is 2+n, and the increment to your battle prowess continues in the pattern of +2+3+4+5… In this multivariate universe, this is already considered a high-level cultivation technique.

And the increment to my battle prowess is 2xn. The increment to my cultivation each time is in folds, in the pattern of x2x3x4x5x6x7… It can be considered to be a top-notch cultivating technique in the multivariate universe.

However, the increment for demonic gods like Li Anping is 2^n. Right now, the power he has after each passing second is several thousand or ten thousand times that of the previous second.

The White Demonic God, who is at the pinnacle amongst all the demonic gods, would be fused with a power equivalent to at least one Li Anping with each passing second.

Therefore, it’s almost impossible to wish to use our own powers to go up against them.

Zuo Qingcang kept quiet and took a long look at Fang Xingjian before continuing,
You might be the only hope, the final salvation. I hope that his choice this time around isn’t wrong.


What do you mean? What on earth are you trying to do?

Zuo Qingcang did not reply to him and just pointed out one finger. 1,024 streams of light appeared in the void space with a flash, gushing directly into Fang Xingjian’s conjured physique. They turned into 1,024 types of mysterious powers and mounted in his body.
Simultaneously, many incantations kept on appearing in Fang Xingjian’s consciousness.

This is the cultivating technique for quantum organs. Master it within a single day.



If you can’t even master this within a single day, then you’ll never be able to dream of reaching the demonic gods’ realm. There would be no point in talking about anything else either.

The duo’s conversation was completed in practically a few seconds. Just as Fang Xingjian was astonished by the densely-packed knowledge that had suddenly appeared in his mind, waves of extremely massive and majestic qi activities appeared in void space concurrently.
That feeling was as if the entire universe had come pressing down on him. Fang Xingjian’s conjured physique unknowingly started to collapse and break apart.
He could clearly sense 12 gazes looking at him with feelings of ridicule, rationality, composure, malevolence, or iciness. The gazes had traversed countless space-time and universes to reach him.
Simultaneously, Zuo Qingcang let out a cold snort, and a pure white glow appeared all over his body. The light seemed broad and profound like it contained everything within and beyond the heavens.

Unifying Dao.

With a soft bellow, the white glow shredded the black robe he was wearing, and terrifying powers shot out violently from countless universes. They turned into a multitude of white tentacles that extended out from void space and pierced Zuo Qingcang’s body.