Chapter 20 "Harvesting the Origin of the Grand Dao"

"The Taigu royal clan? An outdated tribe that has long fallen behind. I don't mind helping you realize that it is now someone else's era!"
This voice had no overwhelming fluctuations in tone, laying out the words plainly, yet it struck the hearts of all who heard it like a bolt of lightning, causing everyone to tremble as if shocked.
"Is this the saint?"
"Not good, not good!"
These ancient royal clans all felt great fear, exclaiming and panicking.
Except for the ancient king sealed within the source, almost all the other ancient royal clans went crazy and fled in an instant when the fist seal rose into the air, escaping thousands of miles away, either flying into the sky or hiding underground.
No one dared to stay in place.
But they are inside the Western Emperor Tower!
And the ancient king within the Divine Source broke out in an instant, his face also showing a look of horror.
The voice of the forest was devoid of any warmth, seeming to be even colder than the icy wind atop this snowy mountain peak. The ancient king felt something and unconsciously took a few steps back.
"Something is wrong! How did he learn the universal language of the ancient era?" The ancient king felt a hint of astonishment in his heart, even finding it hard to believe. "And you are not even a sage!"
The ancient universal language was the only language commonly used in the world at that time.
At that time, although the human race was one of the creatures in the ancient times, they were too weak. In order to survive, they naturally had to use this divine language.
"No matter who he is, join forces and take him down!" The Ancient King shouted coldly, soaring through the air and proclaiming, "Non-royals dare not touch the descendants of the Heavenly Emperor!"
As soon as the words fell, her pair of eyes, as black as the sunless day, emitted a chilling and merciless light, sweeping through the Jade Pool like a drawn blade, causing one's skin to ache.
This is the will of a sage, and if his gaze is focused on one spot, ordinary cultivators will explode, blood flowing and lives lost.
Fragrance wafts in, faint but unforgettable.
As for the ancient royal family, they were fine, but some human sect leaders and holy masters were mentally shaken and spat blood one by one.
Just a glance from the eyes, that kind of pressure was unbearable, causing the faces of the old sect leaders to turn pale as they hurriedly retreated.
Everyone's heart is cold, realizing that even insects are not as good as saints. A cold gaze from the ancient king is unbearable!
All the birds and beasts in the Yaochi are moaning, trembling on the ground, experiencing soul-deep fear from the holy authority.
"Although I was deceived by you and didn't obtain the West Emperor Tower, I still don't want to die," Queen Mother Xi Wang looked at Lin Mu and said quietly, "I hope you can be more powerful."
"As for the Slaughter Saint, these two words are too illusory for cultivators. No one would entertain such delusions. One is not a saint, one is merely an ant."
The strength difference is too great, it is an insurmountable chasm, there is simply no way to overcome it, even if it is a half-saint, there is only occasional saintly aura, but it is difficult to truly reach.
Saints are completely transcendental, above all living beings, like gods. How can an ordinary person slaughter a god?
This difficulty is too great!
The distance between saints and non-saints cannot be measured by miles. In a sense, saints are already a different kind of life form and no longer human.
But the so-called "sanctuary barrier" is enough for Linmu to break even without triggering the ban of this world.
This is the essence of the gap!
The essence of the saint is higher than that of other kings, but the essence of Linmu is far higher than that of the saint.
"Just a small powerhouse, dare to challenge the sage?"
Even though he said that, when Linmu stood up, the ancient king trembled all over, as if facing a mortal enemy.
"Kill!"
The ancient king of the Tai Gu tribe soared into the air and let out a roar. His hair was disheveled, and his former breathtaking beauty turned fierce. His blood and energy surged like the sea crashing against the sky. Wherever he went, the starry sky seemed to ignite, and the fierceness was beyond measure.
Without mercy, he made a move.
The ancient king's divine might filled the heavens and the earth, leaving the ground mute.
In the vast sky, on the earth, inside and outside the formation, among the mountains, numerous people looked up in astonishment, all rendered speechless.
Even if the tens of thousands of ancient royal families ruled over the Yaochi in the past, it is not as shocking as this ancient king personally taking action.
"To choose to sleep instead of facing your grand era at that time, such ancient royal families are all useless!"
With the sound of his voice, under the gaze of everyone, a massive fist imprint, containing endless laws, slowly popped out from beside Lin Mu.
In an extremely calm and indifferent posture, it slammed towards the ancient royal family.
"Even if you become a king, you are still worthless. How do you want to die?"
Under the sacred power of the ancient king Mo Ju, amidst the wicked and cold killing intent, Lin Mu's voice is straightforward, piercing through the layers of sacred power, resonating in the heart of the ancient king like thunder.
"Ah!"
The fist mark arrived in an instant, and the ancient king's divine weapon, which was protecting the holy person, was shattered in an instant by a punch. Then, she felt the most terrifying power in the world.
But in just a moment, she found that even the sense of pain had disappeared, as if she couldn't even perceive her own body.
Boom!
In the next instant, she was already drawn out a thousand miles away by a stick and fell on the Western Emperor Tower, bursting into pieces in full view of everyone.
The power of a punch is actually so terrifying!
Then the majestic aura of the Western Emperor Tower spread in all directions, and in an instant, an overwhelming pressure descended like the collapse of heaven. Under the fierce pressure, even the ancient royal clans traveling from miles away were powerless to resist and perished.
Terrifying!
Danger!
In an instant, the leaders of many sacred sites and great sects in the Yao Chi Palace froze, feeling a chill in their hearts.
This is the Primordial King, an existence comparable to the human race's Saints, but even so, without even touching Lin Mu, he was already smashed to death inside the Western Emperor Tower!
The ancient royal family outside the Western Imperial Tower shivered in their hearts and scattered with a loud noise.
The ancient king is dead. If Linmu launches a massacre, they will not escape, so when will they wait?
But when they looked up, they saw beams of brilliance bursting and intertwining in the sky, as Linmu's fist fell again.
The five-colored paths are intertwined, sealing the heavens and locking the earth, encompassing the essence of all directions.
There is nowhere to escape, no way to hide.
The five-colored paths that are formed by the merging of the five paths that the trees are best at, when fused to the extreme, form the strongest secret method.
The fist imprint is like a shooting star, like a mountain, rumbling down, seemingly shaking the heavens and the earth, at a distance of several miles away, under intense air pressure, the ground has begun to sink.
Aftermath shattered the earth and killed the ancient royal family who had come. Amidst the astonishment of the crowd in Yaochi, Linmu held the source of these ancient royal families' Taoism in his palm.
Then Linmu sat down cross-legged, and with a calm and lingering breath, the drifting source of Taoism was swallowed into his abdomen, transforming into the power of his growth.
He slowly stretched his muscles and made a cracking sound, indicating that Linmu was refining the essence of the Great Dao.
The flesh, skin, membrane, and marrow gradually changed and combined, resulting in a tremendous transformation akin to being reborn.
"The origin of the Great Dao is more than 3000. However, it is still not enough to condense the Chaos Body," Linmu shook his head slightly.
But at this moment, no one dared to speak!
Although they all knew that Linmu was the successor of the ruthless Emperor."