Chapter 1326: The Evil Dao Ancestor

Standing at the edge of the shore, Fan Zhaodi's hands were clasped behind her back. Her long red hair cascaded down her shoulders. She was clad in robes that seemed to be woven from blood, and it was being constantly corroded by the evil intent emanating from her.

Slowly, she lifted her gaze toward the far side of the Sea of Suffering. After a moment of stillness, she stepped forward, walking toward the opposite shore.

The instant her foot touched the water, a terrifying Great Dao energy erupted from the depths of the sea. It surged skyward, moving like an unstoppable tidal wave as it sought to crush Fan Zhaodi in an instant.

Despite the overwhelming attack sweeping toward her, Fan Zhaodi remained indifferent. Without hesitation, she continued forward, her steps calm and unhurried, as if she were strolling through a garden.

The very moment she stepped into the air above the Sea of Suffering, an invisible force tore through the water, carving out a massive path thousands of meters long that led straight to the Other Shore.

The wave of Great Dao energy halted, unable to draw near.

It remained at a distance, seemingly unable to move forward.

Meanwhile, Fan Zhaodi continued walking away, unfazed by it.

Just then, the Sea of Suffering churned. From its depths, waves of ancient, Great Dao energy surged skyward. They didn't belong to this world, and they emanated an aura of boundless power and primordial antiquity.

Compared to the first attack, this one was far stronger.

However, Fan Zhaodi remained as calm as ever. The powerful Great Dao energy couldn't touch her at all.

The Sea of Suffering raged, launching relentless attacks on Fan Zhaodi.

Unfortunately, its powerful attacks were useless against Fan Zhaodi.

This sea, infused with a Great Dao energy strong enough to obliterate even Dao Embodiment Realm experts, couldn't so much as graze her. Soon, Fan Zhaodi reached the heart of the Sea of Suffering.

Just then, the waves of relentless attacks abruptly vanished, and the churning Great Dao energy receded as if it were a tide. The turbulent waters gradually returned to normalcy.

Fan Zhaodi pressed forward.

Moments later, the sea was calm once more without even a single ripple.

Right as Fan Zhaodi was about to reach the shore, something happened.

Boom!

The silent Sea of Suffering churned once more, and a skeletal, jet-black hand burst through the surface, reaching toward the sky. In an instant, it loomed above Fan Zhaodi, and then it descended with devastating force.

Etched into the center of its palm was a single golden character that said, "Dao."

The symbol radiated an incomprehensible Great Dao energy that forced the evil intent around Fan Zhaodi to retreat. Yet, without a flicker of concern, Fan Zhaodi lifted her sleeve and waved it lightly.

A crimson light flashed, followed by a loud explosion.

The water ahead of Fan Zhaodi was obliterated, and the skeletal hand was sent plummeting back into the abyss.

The Sea of Suffering became still once more.

Fan Zhaodi took her final step onto the shore. She turned back, casting a fleeting glance at the Sea of Suffering.

"Is that all?"

Her tone was calm, but the mockery was unmistakable.

The Sea of Suffering gave no answer.

She looked into its depths once more. With her current strength, she could erase its existence entirely, but she chose not to do so. After a brief moment of contemplation, she withdrew her gaze and walked away.

As her foot touched the earth, the land beneath her transformed, gradually taking on a deep, blood-red color. A monstrous evil intent engulfed the Other Shore. In the blink of an eye, the Other Shore was engulfed in a crimson hue thanks to the evil intent rising like a tidal wave from the Sea of Suffering.

Fan Zhaodi was the Evil Dao Ancestor. Wherever she went, every evil would obey her command. However, she was no longer just the Evil Dao Ancestor. Her Great Dao had evolved upon sacrificing a myriad beings, and she now surpassed even the concept of evil itself.

When Fan Zhaodi stepped into the Other Shore, every trace of evil within the world responded to her presence. From all directions, they surged toward her, drawn by an irresistible force.

The Other Shore trembled.

Upon Fan Zhaodi's arrival, the world was consumed by a tidal wave of crimson.

None could see her, yet all could feel her existence.

Within the sacred halls of the Other Shore Holy Hall, the Dharma Lord and the gathered Supreme Leaders stood in solemn silence. Their expressions were grim. They sensed the horrifying presence of the Evil Dao and her evil intent.

The heretic that the Holy Son had mentioned was here.

The Dharma Lord extended a hand, brushing the empty spacetime before him. A shimmering image manifested, depicting the Sea of Suffering.

Fan Zhaodi was in the projection, and she was exuding an overwhelming aura of evil.

The Dharma Lord and the four Supreme Leaders could feel her terrifying power even through a mere projection.

"I've never felt such a thick evil intent..." Zhu Ling remarked.

The others nodded quietly. The sheer intensity of her evil intent was beyond comprehension.

Fan Zhaodi continued forward, and the very fabric of spacetime trembled as she walked. Just then, countless golden runes materialized in midair.

The Annihilation Array was active. The True Saints of the past had created the Annihilation Array, and it was for the sake of protecting the Other Shore against the Great Daoist Brush Master.

Today, however, the threat wasn't the Great Daoist Brush Master but Fan Zhaodi.

When the Annihilation Array came to life, countless runes blazed like celestial bodies, illuminating the sky. Each one contained enough power to obliterate worlds. The runes contained so much power that they seemed to be distorting reality itself.

Still, Fan Zhaodi didn't slow down.

The gathered figures within the holy hall held their breath, staring at the projection with unwavering focus.

When Fan Zhaodi stepped into the array, the golden runes trembled violently, and countless divine beams of light shot toward her with unimaginable force.

Without hesitation, Fan Zhaodi lifted a single finger and pointed at them.

An invisible force rippled outward, and an invisible force halted the devastating divine beams of light. Not a single beam could advance any farther.

Fan Zhaodi waved her sleeve, and the array shattered.

Fan Zhaodi pressed forward without any hesitation.

Rumble!

The golden runes ignited, transforming into pillars of holy fire that rained down on her.

Fan Zhaodi remained expressionless and waved her sleeve once more.

Boom!

The divine flames were extinguished, and the runes were erased effortlessly.

The Dharma Lord and the Supreme Leaders turned pale at the sight.

The Annihilation Array was useless before Fan Zhaodi.

Supreme Leader Shu Ji's voice trembled. "S-she must be at least a True Saint..."

The hall fell into stunned silence.

Meanwhile, Fan Zhaodi was still moving. In the distance, there was a myriad of blood-red lights. The blood-red lights were all the evil intent throughout the Other Shore.

Without hesitation, Fan Zhaodi rushed toward them. The evil intent of the Other Shore rejoiced, seemingly eager to be consumed as fuel to bolster Fan Zhaodi's power.

The Dharma Lord clenched his fists at the sight. His gaze was transfixed on the blood-red lights, and without realizing it, his breathing grew labored.

The Supreme Leaders stood up one after another. They could all feel an unprecedented sense of oppression from Fan Zhaodi, even though they were staring at her through a projection.

The Dharma Lord suddenly declared, "From this moment on, the Other Shore is at Level One Wartime Status!"

The last time the Other Shore entered Level One Wartime Status was when the Great Daoist Brush Master was here. Back then, the Great Daoist Brush Master led the elites of the Barbarian Temple in an unstoppable assault against them, nearly destroying the Other Shore.

Today, another powerful enemy was here.

The Great Supreme Leader muttered, "No wonder the Other Shore Ark sent two Holy Sons..."

Silence fell over the hall.

They doubted Ye Guan's identity, after all, there had never been two Holy Sons appearing at once. Upon seeing Fan Zhaodi, however, they immediately understood why there were two Holy Sons.

Just then, the blood-red lights trembled as Fan Zhaodi devoured them at once.

Fan Zhaodi's aura surged once more.

Everyone in the Holy Shore could feel an overwhelming, evil aura.

Fan Zhaodi opened her eyes and looked up.

The Dharma Lord and everyone within the Other Shore Holy Hall turned pale.

Fan Zhaodi was staring directly at them.

The Dharma Lord hurriedly attempted to retract his divine technique, but a pillar of blood-red light suddenly shot out from the painting. His pupils shrank sharply, and he swiftly pointed at it.

A surge of divine energy rushed forward, intercepting the blood-red pillar. The four Supreme Leaders made a move at the same time. Under their combined power, the pillar shattered and vanished.

The Dharma Lord collapsed back into his seat, and his right hand was trembling slightly. His expression was grave as he exclaimed, "She's extremely terrifying! Pass down my orders! Activate the great arrays of the Holy City! Tell our elites to return at once!"

The Dharma Lord then sat up straight before shouting, "Go to the Holy Tomb! Summon the ancestors!"