Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1700 - 458: The World Against Me, I'll Beat You to Death

Like this, Dazhen is废ed, Dali is close by and gets dragged in, so it definitely won't have a good time either.Add to that the Abyss Rift Valley is definitely going to be affected as well; it might even grow larger, so large the hungry ghosts can no longer hold the line, forcing Dali to divert a huge amount of energy to deal with it.

Daqian is far away; the impact it takes should still be within an acceptable range.

That way it'll be much easier for them to handle everything that comes after.

But now, when the Three Divine Dynasties have each used their own methods and means to catch the gigantic fragment, and even did so almost perfectly—no situation of catching the main body while a large number of fragments turn into a meteor shower and cause catastrophic losses—

Then Daqian's predicament is no longer just about facing internal unrest from people who can't accept this, it also has to face the follow-up reactions from the other three Divine Dynasties.

If it were only that, and Old Emperor Qian had broken through to the Tenth Tier, even if they couldn't stomach it, they'd still have to swallow it.

Unfortunately, the first person to break through to the Tenth Tier came from the weakest of the Four Divine Dynasties—Dazhen.

And he's a damn individual cultivator on top of that; that makes the whole thing a different story.

In short: a massive pain in the ass…

To the point that, if they could, they'd love nothing more right now than to废 Old Emperor Qian's throne and push up a new emperor.

Unfortunately, that's impossible; the courtiers of Daqian simply don't have that ability.

They're all waiting—waiting for You Zhen to head east and for the outcome of his battle with Old Emperor Qian.

On the other side, Yu Ziqing and Yang were staying in the Extremely Cold Forbidden Land.

Yang released the Divine Artifact Infinite, once again turning it into a great millstone, grinding down the rank fragments scattered throughout the Extremely Cold Forbidden Land.

Yu Ziqing sat there in a daze, expression wooden, a trace of emptiness in his eyes.

After a long time, Yu Ziqing suddenly asked:

"Yang, do you think You Zhen is a match for Old Emperor Qian?"

"As long as You Zhen goes, even if he never makes it there, he can still buy time, still stop Old Emperor Qian from continuing his breakthrough."

"You mean, from the very beginning, he knew he couldn't beat Old Emperor Qian to death?"

"Even within Daqian's Imperial Family, Old Emperor Qian is still a top-tier genius.

He cultivated Qi, cultivated God, then stepped onto the Ancient God's Dao and gained its blessing; even the Mountain Lord can't kill him anymore.

Even if You Zhen is the first proper Tenth Tier Body Cultivator in history, killing Old Emperor Qian is probably still not very likely.

From the start, all You Zhen said was that he'd stop Old Emperor Qian.

Nothing more than that—and that, he can definitely do."

Yang's expression was calm as he looked at Yu Ziqing.

"Do you know why the Mountain Lord didn't come?"

"Please give me some guidance, senior."

"The Mountain Lord is actually wise beneath his apparent foolishness; in his heart he understands better than anyone.

He knew that once the overall situation was stabilized, there was no need for him to intervene in catching those three massive fragments.

The moment he sensed You Zhen's appearance, he was never coming again.

He would go straight back to the Abyss and continue his Cultivation.

It's just that in the past and at present he can't kill Old Emperor Qian.

It's not like he'll never get another chance.

It just takes time.

The time You Zhen is fighting for is precisely that time.

With him there, whatever the ending is, no one can overwrite it anymore.

As for us, instead of worrying, we might as well do everything we can.

You've been thinking for so long; you should have some ideas by now, right?"

As Yang spoke, a trace of expectation couldn't help but surface in his eyes.

Among the three people of Jinlan Mountain, he was good at theory, the village chief was good at practice, but Yang had always felt that the most crucial person was Yu Ziqing.

Yu Ziqing always managed to jump outside the existing framework and come up with something different.

Yang and the village chief both only moved forward in the direction Yu Ziqing pointed out in the darkness; then, groping their way through that darkness, hacking through thorns and brambles, they finally found things they never would have thought of originally.

The direction pointed out is what really matters; otherwise, all their strength would have nowhere to be used.

"You've opened up so many projects for others; it's time you set a project for yourself."

Yu Ziqing touched his own chest and felt that rusty sword; in truth, he'd already had an idea in mind for a while.

Old Emperor Qian must die. On this point, there's no room for negotiation.

But Old Emperor Qian has already cultivated the Ancient God's Dao; as long as it's a power he has already come into contact with, if it fails to take him out the first time, then it will basically never be able to again.

The best method he could see, of course, was to draw the sword and use one all‑out strike to kill him in a single instant.

But given Old Emperor Qian's current state, that would probably require at least an eighty‑point judgment before it even has a chance of working.

Yes, a chance.

Only when the information gathered reaches the sixty‑point passing line can a judgment be triggered, and even then, at best it only reaches Ninth Tier Peak.

Only with a seventy‑point judgment is there a chance of reaching the Tenth Tier.

It takes eighty points to guarantee reaching Tenth Tier at all; above ninety points, when it's as if you've walked through the other person's entire life trajectory, once that judgment triggers, the actual strength almost stops mattering.

The safest is naturally above ninety.

Unfortunately, Yu Ziqing knew that even hitting sixty points was probably unlikely.

Even if he could easily get Old Emperor Qian's daily logs and learn many of Old Emperor Qian's secrets, it was still unlikely.

Because all those things recorded by Daqian's Imperial Family have already been tampered with across the board.

Old Emperor Qian was born extraordinarily gifted; for some unknown reason, from childhood he could tell the world had been altered.

He was tortured into madness; every time he opened his eyes in the morning, reality might be completely different from the day before—that was the key reason.

Many of his experiences, many key things, are already impossible to trace; every existing record might be inaccurate.

The tangled experiences that broke his mind are, by their very nature, at odds with Yu Ziqing's judgment ability.