Mount Primordial Flame!

The Stopper’s finger caused everything to freeze, even Qing Chen, who was engulfed in the Human’s Way Flame, nearly faced a dead end.

But just at this moment, a celestial curtain descended, blocking everything—even that black finger could no longer advance!

At the same time, the domain of stagnation brought by the black finger instantly crumbled into dust.

At Mount Primordial Flame, all living beings broke free from their immobilized state.

“What happened?”

“It felt like we were in some kind of stagnant state just now!”

“The black finger… Could it be someone from the darkness wielding supreme mastery, thwarted by another?”

The recovering crowd was utterly shocked and terrified.

Mo Tie also instantly regained the anguishing pain. Clutching his stomach, he looked toward the black finger, muttering:

“Lord Stopper… help, save me…”

The Dark Fire Emperor and Dark Wood Emperor were equally astounded. The Stopper, one of the strongest beings among the supreme, had now been blocked?

“Who made a move… Could it be…”

“Another incarnation of that one…”

They murmured to themselves.

“Senior Li!”

Fire Spirit was utterly overwhelmed with excitement!

“Only Senior Li… could possess such heaven-defying skill!”

Mu Wanqing echoed the sentiment affirmatively.

Qing Chen raised his eyes and gazed at the vast curtain in the Sky Vault. His eyes instantly brimmed with fervent emotion.

“Master… Is Master watching over us?”

He whispered to himself.

“Master is here… Darkness, come on, let’s see if you’ve got what it takes to try again!”

Lu Rang excitedly shouted aloud!

But then, the curtain in the Sky Vault didn’t simply end there.

It was as if a supreme being was wielding a celestial brush.

A second Heavenly Waterfall descended. Searᴄh the Novёlƒire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Like the shadow of time being stirred, like the river of spacetime reversing—at this moment, the heavens and earth seemed connected to another dimension of time and space.

A third stroke…

A fourth stroke…

Each stroke descended with boundless and awe-inspiring majesty, limitless and eternal.

The black finger of the Stopper evaporated like smoke under these heaven-shaking strokes. Even the supreme seemed insignificant by comparison.

An immense realm of time and space slowly emerged.

It was… the Saintly Path Timespace!

All Nine Continents felt it; the world took notice. The Sacred Soil of the Saintly Path, once buried in past eras, resurfaced like the Immortal Land of old, stretching across the heavens and earth.

Within that Saintly Path Timespace, images of supreme significance flashed by…

Ancient forebears drilling wood to create fire, banishing darkness and cold for living beings!

Sages tasting all manner of herbs, curing misery and disease for all the land!

Heroes battling countless trials, clearing flooded rivers for the common people!

…

These were sacred figures of humanity, woven into the fabric of the Saintly Path’s timespace. The Sacred Flame of humanity passed from hand to hand, blazing brightly, ever-constant, forging the brilliance of this dimension!

But ultimately, all the images were buried in dust, all the light swallowed by darkness. The Sacred Soil fell silent; black mist surged deeply within. At the source of this realm, there lay a staircase of time. And upon this staircase sat a figure.

It was a supreme dark entity—his visage completely indistinct, for his face resembled a fatal black hole, as if he himself was nothing but pure darkness!

Beside him, on the staircase of time, floated a cluster of black flames, jumping and flickering with echoes of countless anguished wails.

That was… the Dark Holy Flame!

“Darkness reigns; the world is without light.”

The dark supreme seated on the staircase spoke. He rose, step by step, and declared:

“You once infiltrated past eras, stealing the Saintly Path Flame. Now, this realm has been suppressed by my master. There is no Saintly Path Flame to take, no Source of the Holy Path to use. You must cease your heaven-defying acts!”

The unfathomable darkness spoke toward the celestial curtain and its strokes.

But the master of those strokes did not respond. Instead, yet another stroke descended upon the heavens!

“You’ve lost the Immortal Dao Origin… Dark One, you are bold, but today, it appears I’ll need to deliver you a strike!”

A mass of darkness stepped out from the Dark Holy Land. The moment he appeared, the entire world plunged into absolute darkness!

The sun’s light was obscured; the divine moon’s essence faded; stars dimmed; flames vanished—everything sank into a void of pitch-black night!

And this was the Dark One’s path… the Path of No Light!

Whichever place it reached, for all eternity, there was no light.

At this moment, all living creatures in the world fell into overwhelming fear.

“No, I feel as if I’m alone… stranded in a desolate darkness…”

“Brother, Master, where are you? Mistress, please don’t leave me…”

“Fear… solitude… What’s the use of all my cultivation if eternal darkness suffocates me?”

The cries of terrified mortals echoed.

Pure darkness came crashing down, isolating everyone, shaking their Dao hearts to the very core!

The Dark One, now fully manifested above the Forbidden World, clasped his hands together—the source of all darkness—and softly spoke:

“Please, withdraw your hand!”

The darkness he radiated resembled a swarm of ravenous demons, lunging toward the heavenly curtain and its strokes!

The darkness touched the brushstrokes.

Boom!

But it was like dew meeting the blazing sun, instantly evaporated. The dark form quivered violently, his figure nearly tearing apart.

With just a single touch, the Dark One had already been defeated!

“Even with the loss of the Immortal Dao Origin, do I still fail to qualify for a strike from you…”

The Dark One muttered, his voice tinged with pain!

He had dared to act because that being… had already lost the Immortal Dao Origin.

Their realm of power was no longer as stable as before!

And he was one of the supreme’s strongest, his Path of No Light unrivaled.

Yet, just now, those few strokes of the heavenly curtain didn’t even actively attack him. He had put forth every effort, only to touch it—and lose.

The other had not issued a strike but merely continued painting, and this alone had caused his defeat…

“No wonder you once challenged the past eras outright…”

The Dark One murmured and said:

“You are powerful, yet sadly, in this lifetime, you cannot claim the Saintly Path Flame. In this world, no one can tread the forbidden path you pioneered!”

“My master has left the Flame of Darkness. Even if some flicker of Human’s Way Flame manages to ignite in this world, it will be meaningless…”

He lowered his gaze to Qing Chen, adding:

“Within the Saintly Path Timespace, countless flickers of Human’s Way Flame were lit, yet all were extinguished.”

“In the face of my master’s Dark Holy Flame, all flames of humanity will perish…”

“Even that one cannot surpass my master’s Dark Holy Flame!”

“The Holy Path Flame you light shall be surely extinguished!”

Upon hearing this, Qing Chen calmly replied:

“Oh?”

“The Dark Holy Flame… sounds terribly scary.”

“Except it seems… someone already swiped your flame.”

The Dark One froze briefly, instinctively turning back to look.

In the heart of the Dark Holy Land, someone had stealthily traversed the endless darkness, reached the staircase of time, and pilfered the Dark Holy Flame…

Now, that figure was running off as fast as they could—their movement was absurdly swift…

“What?!”

The Dark One was utterly dumbfounded, shouting in disbelief: This can’t be real!

Who could walk out of the darkness of the Path of No Light, let alone delve into the depths of the Dark Holy Land and steal his master’s Dark Holy Flame?

“You—a Divine Jumper?! Return my master’s flame!!”

He finally reacted, his voice bursting with fury!

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