A Man Like None Other Chapter 7110 Hiding One’s Name
Ling Xiyue crouched down, her icy blue eyes filled with pity, and gently comforted her: “It’s not your fault. The laws of the Heavenly Dao of the Twenty-Sixth Heaven have long been tampered with by the Order Keepers. The more a cultivator defies the old order and has extraordinary combat power, the heavier the suppression they will suffer.”
This is an inherently unfair constraint imposed by heaven and earth, and no one can change it.
Canfeng leaned silently against the opposite stone wall, not uttering a word. He simply lowered his head and repeatedly wiped the weapon in his hand, his fingertips turning white from the force, his eyes filled with melancholy and resentment.
The cripple slammed his fist into the hard stone wall, sending rocks flying and the rock face caved in. He roared in a muffled voice, “Just a little bit more! Just a little bit more!”
We had clearly crushed their elders, and we were on the verge of destroying their stronghold!
“A near miss is a near miss, and a loss is a loss.”
Chen Ping slowly straightened up, closed his eyes, and forcibly suppressed all the anger, self-blame, resentment, and unwillingness in his heart.
He has experienced countless bloody battles and suffered countless defeats; he has never been a sore loser.
But this time, he betrayed the more than three hundred brothers who trusted him, followed him, and risked their lives to rebel with him.
He promised to lead everyone to break free from their shackles, escape their cages, and become masters of their own destiny, but then he turned around and imprisoned everyone again.
But he did not succumb to despair or give up.
After a brief period of depression, he suddenly opened his eyes. All the restlessness and hostility in his purple eyes had faded, leaving only extreme calmness, profound sharpness, and undying determination.
“It’s okay to lose. As long as you’re not dead, there’s still a chance to turn things around.”
“I, Chen Ping, will remember every debt, every grievance, every indebtedness of today! I will repay them a hundredfold, a thousandfold in the future!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked to the bank of the dark river, squatted down, and extended a wisp of pure chaotic essence from his fingertips, slowly probing into the remaining spiritual veins at the bottom of the dark river.
He had already refined most of this underground spiritual vein, leaving only a faint and almost depleted Dao essence.
But deep within the broken end of the remaining spiritual vein, there was an extremely obscure, extremely ancient, and extremely pure signal.
It was continuously and subtly pulsating, penetrating the underlying laws of the twenty-sixth heaven and extending towards the higher heavenly realms.
The signal’s Daoist aura was ancient, pure, vast, and profound. It shared the same origin and essence as the chaotic origin and ancient Daoist aura within Chen Ping’s body. It belonged to a higher level and a more ancient era of the myriad heavens’ veins—the signal of the twenty-seventh heaven!
A brilliant light suddenly flashed in Chen Ping’s eyes!
He instantly grasped all the key points!
The Twenty-Sixth Heaven is the bottom layer of a cage controlled by the Order Keepers. There is no way to break free from the Heavenly Dao’s constraints, no way to break free from the suppression of the rules, and no way to always suffer losses in a head-on confrontation!