Book One: The Cataclysm of Wizards and Fiends, Chapter 193: The Purple Sovereign Enters Reincarnation; The Buddha of Guidance Travels to Mount Unbroken

At that moment, they realized that Ziwei was actually severing the source of his own being.

"Madness. Even in this state, you still dare to do such a thing. I would like to see what tricks you can possibly play. So long as you die, it will be the hour I ascend to the sovereign law."

But in the next instant, Ziwei poured all of his primal power directly into the imperial seal.

At the same time, the stellar law he had gathered earlier also surged into it.

"Today I have comprehended the Great Way and founded a new path. Past self, be severed!"

In the next moment, Ziwei's body rapidly dissolved, becoming a drop of pure primal essence, along with a strand of mysterious violet substance.

All of it was directly infused into the imperial seal.

Then Ziwei's spirit was laid bare before everyone.

Seeing this, Di Jun immediately sought to seize the chance to strike down Ziwei's spirit and devour it.

Yet the next instant, an immensely powerful stellar law erupted.

And just like that, they had lost the spirit of the Violet Emperor.

No one noticed that when Ziwei's spirit vanished, a spiritual mark fell directly upon the imperial seal.

Violet Star.

Chen Rui looked at the slumbering spirit before him and was about to do something when he discovered a special passage linking directly to the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

In the next instant, it vanished before his eyes.

"Not bad. It seems that chance was indeed seized."

Chen Rui gazed at the closed passage and murmured with satisfaction.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Di Jun believed he had succeeded and was about to laugh aloud.

The next moment, a wholly new yet familiar figure suddenly appeared.

At the same time, a vast and overwhelming aura swept forth from that figure.

It drove Di Jun directly into despair.

"Greetings, Emperor!"

The remaining star deities all bowed to the figure at once.

"From this day forth, I am Emperor Weichen, and my seat shall be the Violet Star!"

Weichen spoke in a tone that brooked no refusal.

The many star deities hurriedly assented. They could tell that this Emperor Weichen was far more cold than Ziwei, as though no expression would ever appear on his face.

At the same time, they also noticed that the imperial seal that had originally belonged to their emperor was gone, and in its place stood the likeness of Weichen, who resembled Ziwei by six or seven parts.

They all wisely asked no more, knowing full well what had happened.

Afterward, Weichen led the remaining star deities to launch a swift and forceful counterattack against the demon race.

"It should have been this way long ago!"

Seeing this, Hou Yi was overjoyed as well, and he immediately had the warriors of the witch race cooperate in the slaughter, driving the demon race out of the ancient starry sky.

Hou Yi knew very well that the star deities of the future would become even purer.

This war may have seemed to cost the star deities dearly.

But in truth, was it not like scraping away rotten flesh to heal the bone? From this point on, the starry heavens would become a single, ironclad whole.

Those with treacherous hearts had already been completely purged.

In the end, with the tide of battle irretrievably lost, Di Jun led the remaining elite of the demon race, together with many star deities who had just joined from the starry heavens, and returned to the Heavenly Court.

After Di Jun withdrew swiftly with the demon army, Hou Yi also laughed and took his leave of Emperor Weichen.

"All matters have now been settled. I, the ancestral shaman, should also depart! If Emperor Weichen has the chance in the future, you are welcome to visit the witch race!"

Then, without waiting for Weichen's reply, Hou Yi directly led several great shamans and the warriors of the witch race back to Mount Buzhou.

Violet Star.

"Weichen thanks the Dao Venerable for your assistance!"

Weichen thanked Chen Rui with sincerity.

Hearing this, Chen Rui quickly replied, "Enough. You know perfectly well that I did not truly help you at all."

"You have been fortunate indeed, to have comprehended the method of severing the three lives. It seems that Luo Hou was not a calamity for you, but rather a stroke of fortune—honing your will, and granting you a unique path to attain the Dao. When the time comes, if the three lives cultivate together and can attain the Dao in unison, not a hair's breadth will be left behind!"

As for the fortune of Weichen, or rather Ziwei, Chen Rui had no thoughts about it.

Did he himself not possess a method of attaining the Dao as well, and one that was best suited to Ziwei?

In the Nine Netherworld and the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Meng Po, as always, handed bowls of soup to the souls of the dead as they passed, then sent them one by one into the cycle of reincarnation.

At that moment, Meng Po suddenly sensed something and looked toward the sky of the underworld.

A violet streak of light arrived in an instant, and before she even had time to react, it had already thrown itself into reincarnation.

"I did not expect another one to seize such fortune. May you have good luck."

Sparkles of brilliant color flickered in Meng Po's eyes. A powerful force rose around her, yet it did not disturb the souls nearby in the slightest, and she immediately sent out a strand of Dao rhythm.

Then she continued with her work.

"Was someone just sent into the Six Paths of Reincarnation?"

The figure of Pingxin suddenly appeared, staring at the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

"Everyone has their own fate," came the reply.

"Very well. If that is the case, then I need not concern myself with it."

In the next instant, Pingxin vanished once more.

At this time, the Nine Netherworld was covered almost everywhere with the soul-plants unique to the underworld.

Then another figure appeared there.

"Where is Pingxin? Did she run off early as soon as she noticed I was coming?"

Jumang said unhappily.

"Forget it. It's the same whether I tell you or not. The underworld is now practically overgrown with soul-plants, so I won't remain here any longer. I still need to go into seclusion and consolidate my gains."

Without waiting for Meng Po to speak, Jumang also disappeared from the underworld.

The Western Lands, Mount Sumeru.

"Senior Brother, shouldn't we go to Mount Buzhou to learn from experience?"

With a pained expression, Zhunti looked at Jieyin and said.

At his words, Jieyin glanced at Zhunti.

"You have your own ideas, Junior Brother. Go and do as you wish."

"Senior Brother, are you not going to go with me?"

Zhunti looked at Jieyin in confusion, but Jieyin simply shook his head.

Zhunti waited a long time and still received no response from him, so he vanished from where he stood.

After Zhunti left, Jieyin suddenly looked toward the place where he had just stood, then let out a soft sigh.

"Junior Brother, when will you truly be able to let all of this go?"

Then Jieyin once more entered into contemplation, Dao rhythms permeating his entire being. The laws upon his body seemed almost perfectly unified.

Mount Buzhou.

"The spiritual energy here is truly abundant!"

As soon as Zhunti arrived upon Mount Buzhou, he was filled with envy at the richness of the spiritual energy here.

Only when he reached the Azure Lotus Dao Academy did Zhunti discover that the spiritual energy here was even denser than elsewhere.

"So it is Dao Friend Zhunti who has come. I wonder what brings you to Mount Buzhou."

Aoqing had already long heard of Zhunti's reputation.

It could be said that in the present wilderness, very few mighty figures had not heard his name.

"Greetings, Dao Friend Aoqing. I have come to pay respects to Senior Qingxuan."

However, before Zhunti had finished speaking, a figure had already appeared before them.

"Oh? You came merely to see this poor Daoist? Since you have seen me, you may leave."

Qingkong looked at Zhunti for a moment, then said impassively.

"Please wait, Senior. Have I perhaps misunderstood something?" Zhunti's expression changed as he quickly addressed Qingkong.