a Man Like None Other Chapter 7145 It’s Become the Apocalypse
Beyond the realms of the heavens, the chaotic void currents surged and raged. In the depths of the pitch-black void, the shattered spatial barriers, like sharp blades, recklessly sliced through everything that had passed.
Ordinary cultivators who step into this place will have their bodies torn apart and their souls annihilated by the turbulent currents in an instant, leaving not even a trace behind.
But the figure moving among them at this moment was so relaxed that it was almost languid.
David walked on air, his steps leisurely, without any sense of urgency as if he were rushing to catch a flight. Instead, it was as if he were strolling leisurely in his own backyard.
The ancient, golden Daoist aura surrounding him flowed slowly, seemingly gentle and warm, yet forming an absolute domain that was neither visible nor material.
Those void turbulences, spatial blades, and abandoned Dao principles that are powerful enough to slaughter Immortal Lords will instantly dissolve and return to nothingness if they come within three feet, without even causing a ripple.
He wore an ordinary blue robe, washing away the cowardice and humility he had felt in the Twenty-Seventh Heaven. His posture was as upright as an ancient pine tree, and all pretense of ignorance and cowardice had faded from his eyes, leaving only the indifference and clarity that came with the experience of countless ages.
However, upon closer inspection, one would discover a hint of casualness and nonchalance hidden deep in his eyes, devoid of the heavy burden and repression of bearing the weight of the heavens, but instead carrying a sense of relaxed ease.
The wisp of the true Dao essence originating from the core of the Dao Ruins within his body had long since completely merged with his divine soul, Dao foundation, and origin, becoming inseparable.
This is originally a fragment of the Heavenly Dao origin lost for countless ages in the Twenty-Sixth Heaven, the original foundation stone of this world.
For tens of thousands of years prior, the Heavenly Dao of the Twenty-Six Heavens collapsed, its rules decayed, and its order crumbled, leaving all living beings to struggle in the chaotic world.
The reason why the damaged Heavenly Dao is allowed to crush and slaughter at will is because this wisp of the original Dao is missing, and the foundation of heaven and earth is incomplete.
Now that his origins have been restored, every inch of David’s flesh and blood, every wisp of his soul, resonates with the Twenty-Sixth Heaven, which is on the verge of extinction.
Across the endless void and layers of celestial barriers, a subtle, warm, and familiar bond of the heart firmly guides his direction.
It’s Jiang Xuelan.
It is also Ling Xiyue.
There are also two others, Canfeng and Canfei.
Since he first ventured to the Twenty-Seventh Heaven and entered the Ancient Dao Ruins in search of a way to make a living, several months have passed since then.
For cultivators across the heavens, a few months is but a fleeting moment, but for the few who remained in the shattered Twenty-Sixth Heaven, it was a long wait filled with daily torment and nightly anxieties.