Chapter 2999 - Chasing the Dao

Tianming had basically decided that he would go to Myriadpath Valley as soon as possible. There was no other choice!

After taking control of the Infinitum Mundus and becoming its emperor, he had initially planned to simultaneously build the Tianming Dynasty while exploring the Xenoabyss. Matters concerning Qingyu, Lingfeng, and Sixth needed to be dealt with. And Wudi missed his daughter every day.

Feiling was undergoing her third Perpetual Nirvana in the Upper Star Ruins, similar to the time when she had gone to the Kunlan Realm. Tianming truly couldn't be of any help this time. He also searched for information, and not even Li Fan knew where the Upper Star Ruins were. He speculated that maybe there would be records in Myriadpath Valley.

However, the appearance of the red dust posed a crisis to the lives of countless trillions of beings, forcing Tianming to prioritize that matter at the highest level. Immediately after the grand six-way battle, he had to venture into Myriadpath Valley without any rest.

Fortunately, Li Fan informed him that the Myriadpath Celestial Formation in Myriadpath Valley could directly reach the Xenoabyss. Moreover, there was no need to rely on interdimensional lines and there would be no restrictions based on strength.

For that reason alone, Tianming needed an identity that could use the Myriadpath Celestial Formation. Otherwise, when his strength increased a bit more, he might not be able to break through the sea of white clouds. Although he was still just a first-level cosmic cartographer, he was already approaching the limit due to his sheer power. Myriadpath Valley and the Xenoabyss matters weren’t in conflict and could be done at the same time.

"The decision’s been made. Get ready, the sooner, the better!" After all, Tianming staying in the current Sun and Ebonia wouldn't be of much help.

He had millions of astral gods under his command, as well as relatives, friends, and elders like Xiaodao and Wudi. they had already begun enforcing strict order on Ebonia and the Sun. Anyway, the gods and mortals affected by the red dust were still happy and laughing all day, even if their movements were restricted.

The rest of the astral gods would be busy in the coming days. Tianming was reassured to leave the world in their hands. They were only maintaining order. To truly effect change, to return the Infinitum Mundus to its normal orbit, and to bring everyone back to being ordinary people.... Tianming had a heavy responsibility!

Feiling had gone to undergo her tribulation, Xiaoxiao had been taken away by Yi Daiyan, and there weren't many followers left by his side. The Weisheng Morans certainly couldn’t go, either. She and her sisters were seriously affected by the red dust, so her two wonders were unusable.

"Moreover, the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb can't go to Myriadpath Valley, and Little Fish can't fight anymore." Tianming could only leave her in the care of his elders. Moran being affected by the red dust was also one of the urgent reasons for Tianming to resolve the problem.

On this day, Tianming, piloting the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, arrived at the Oldgod Domain in Ebonia. Trillions of Yin Chens had scattered all over the Oldgod Domain and searched for ten days, but it’d found nothing.

"My father said there’s something he wants under the Infinitum Stele. If I get that thing, I can completely avoid being chased by others and there’ll be no more risks.... But now, even though I have obtained the Infinitum Stele, I still can't find it?" Tianming stood in the black sky of Ebonia, his white hair flying.

Ling'er, Xiaoxiao, Little Fish—all of them had temporarily left him. He only had his lifebound beasts by his side, so he felt a hint of loneliness. He looked down at his body.

"Now, I’m ninety percent sure that the Order Relic is the thing my father mentioned!" The Order Relic had indeed greatly changed his physique, seemingly fundamentally altering his body and bloodline.

"Which means my father had been talking about this thing all along. When I first came to Ebonia, did I unknowingly get my hands on it?" Tianming was speechless. According to the normal development of a story, the most important thing would definitely be obtained through a life-and-death struggle at the end. But unexpectedly, he had taken it right from the beginning, and didn't even realize it.

Arriving at the Oldgod Domain, Tianming couldn't help but think of the Infinitum Stele. Now, the Infinitum Stele was inserted into the Sun. After Yi Daiyan left, it was once again controlled by the artifact soul, which had temporarily entered a state of sleep.

If I awaken and conquer it, I wonder if it’ll merge into the Grand-Orient Sword?

That's what Tianming thought. Moreover, he had already tried.

Unfortunately, because of the red dust and his people’s loss of their mental faculties, his omnisentient power had collapsed. It was to the point his combat power matched his actual cultivation level at the capability of a first-level cosmic cartographer.

The current him was definitely no match for the tenth-level cosmic cartographer Li Fan. After all, there was an age difference of nearly two thousand years. Even if Li Fan was seriously injured, the gap of nine levels couldn’t be overcome.

Tianming found it a bit difficult to subdue the Infinitum Stele. Even Yi Daiyan had taken quite a long time. Although he had the inheritance of the Primordial God-Emperor, he felt that, unless he was strong enough, the artifact soul wouldn't pay much attention to him! He really didn't expect that, because of the red dust, even subduing the Infinitum Stele would pose a challenge.

His caelum entered the Infinitum Stele, suppressing it with the power of his body. When his power couldn't hold it down, his caelum had been expelled before even encountering the artifact soul.

That repeated a dozen times.

The artifact soul of the Infinitum Stele straightforwardly told him: “You still have a long way to go.”

"Well, forget it!" Tianming shook his head, "Mister Taihe thinks that this Infinitum Stele is likely to be a maniverse-class item. For Myriadpath Valley, that's a super treasure. My fortuna-class Grand-Orient Sword will be enough there. If I bring a maniverse-class divine weapon, I might attract trouble instead!" He could only decide to wait until his strength truly reached the level of Yi Daiyan, a foundationeer, before conquering the stele.

"I have to be very, very careful. Don't think I’m really strong just because I killed a lot in the past few days. If I go to Myriadpath Valley and still act arrogant, I’m definitely dead." Tianming knew that very well. This time, going to Myriadpath Valley would be very different from the first time he came to Ebonia.

The first time he’d arrived on Ebonia, he had almost been killed by a person named Gongshu Ding. It wasn't until he was escorted back to the Swordgod Lin Clan by Lin Jianxing, met his grandparents, and truly had someone to shelter him that he became less likely to die.

However, in Myriadpath Valley, he wouldn’t have ‘grandparents’. He might not even have anyone at all to shelter him.

Moreover, according to what Li Fan said, the internal hierarchy of Myriadpath Valley was deeply rooted, with strict enforcement. The factions and clans that had been passed down for a long time there would be powerful enough to cover the sky with one hand. Those who had just entered from various mundi were basically rootless and without a background; if they weren't careful, they would become a pile of bones.

"Myriadpath Valley is a holy land of martial arts and also the most brutal place in the astralscape. Countless people have died on the Skyward Grandpath, and internal battles are common, without the rules and protection of the Infinitum Bodhimanda. If I want to survive there, I have to change my behavior and style of dealing with things. Otherwise, I won't last three days!"

Myriadpath Valley respected martial prowess! Killing wasn’t a crime! Of course, it would invite revenge from the target's family and friends. Not considering it to be a crime just meant there wasn’t a specialized punishment department from Myriadpath Valley authorities. Such a place would undoubtedly be more bloody.

But the bait was there. The Myriadpath Sourcespring, the holy land of martial arts, supreme cultivation resources... all of them were enticing.

Reigning supreme in a mundus, even dominating the world alone, was indeed wonderful. But once someone from Myriadpath Valley came, you had to bow down to them. For example, a person like Mister Taihe could make Meng Ying and others so respectful.

For those that were truly supreme talents, whether to decline in a mundus or go to Myriadpath Valley to pursue the dao, people with conviction would know which to choose. People ascend to higher places. The strongest, especially, had reached the highest heights exactly due to their spirit of chasing the dao.