Cultivating with Bragging System

Chapter 734 372 Cold Mountain Curtain Falls_1

As Wang Xiu's final brushstroke fell, the scroll in midair began to radiate a hazy light. A profound and mystical conception emanated from it, as if transitioning from a state of imperfection to one of absolute completion.

A clone stepped out from within Wang Xiu.

Wang Xiu looked at him and said, "I must trouble you, fellow Daoist!"

The clone replied calmly, "I am willing to resolve this worry for you."

With that, the clone stretched out his hands. The light from the scroll grew brighter and brighter before being gathered into his palms.

BOOM!

A grand and majestic aura appeared between heaven and earth. This aura emanated from the small courtyard and shot up into the sky, shaking the Celestial Court. Clouds and mist from tens of thousands of miles around converged from all directions, shrouding Little Cold Mountain.

High in the void, the light shining from the massive vortex had intended to absorb Wu Daozong, making him a part of the Heavenly Dao. But now, it suddenly came to a halt. The light shifted slowly yet resolutely away, no longer shining on Wu Daozong but instead falling upon the courtyard below.

Wu Daozong opened his eyes. He felt the process of being merged and consumed by the Heavenly Dao gradually dissipate, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face as he gazed down. Within the small courtyard where he had lived for countless years, two identical young men had appeared out of nowhere. The profound aura from moments ago had emanated from them, attracting the attention of the Heavenly Dao.

Wu Daozong was astounded. In this world, is there really someone whose mastery of the Dao of Painting far surpasses my own? That Dao of Painting is already complete. It's far stronger than the understanding I accumulated over tens of thousands of years of research. It is no longer flawed, which is why it could attract the Heavenly Dao and force a choice.

The dazzling light descended, hovering between Wang Xiu and his clone as if hesitating.

In the perception of the Heavenly Dao, their mastery of the Dao of Painting was identical, both having reached perfection. However, the aura on Wang Xiu's true body was clearly more aligned with the origin.

Seeing the light gradually begin to favor his original body, Wang Xiu hurriedly activated the Great Void Concealment Spell at full power, concealing his aura to the utmost, to the very verge of nonexistence.

Finally, the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao shifted away from Wang Xiu and settled upon the clone.

The aura within the clone grew stronger and stronger. He rose into the air involuntarily, guided by the light, ascending higher and higher until he was above the Nine Heavens.

Meanwhile, the human-like sparkle in the clone's eyes rapidly faded during this process. His expression became neither cold nor warm—completely and utterly indifferent, like a god devoid of all humanity.

Whether it was Uniting with the Dao or sacrificing oneself to feed it, this was an inevitable process.

The Dao itself is heartless. It cannot be swayed by human force.

***

"Who is this person?"

At this moment, all fighting throughout Cold Mountain City ceased. Countless gazes converged on one location.

The leading Sky Demon Emperors exchanged glances in shocked dismay. This turn of events was entirely unexpected.

"The Heavenly Dao made a choice? It actively selected this person for Uniting with the Dao? Could his attainments in the Dao of Painting be even higher than the Painting Immortal's?"

"There is no record of this person in our intelligence!"

"How could such a figure possibly be unknown?"

"..."

A Six-Armed Sky Demon Emperor spoke, "Would you say he stole Wu Daozong's opportunity?"

The glamorous woman shook her head. "He saved the Painting Immortal's life! After feeding the Dao, there would be no more Wu Daozong in this world. But with this person Uniting with the Dao in his place, not only has he completed the Dao of Painting Runes, giving all Dao of Painting Cultivators in the world a chance to advance further, but even the Painting Immortal himself will have a smoother path to his next breakthrough!"

Another Sky Demon Emperor said gravely, "Regardless, something unexpected has happened. We must leave at once!"

"Let's go!"

BOOM!

The glamorous woman raised her hand and made a gesture. The massive Black Tower began to rotate with a rumble, unleashing beams of Demonic Light. Wherever the Demonic Light touched, all members of the Demon Race vanished, drawn inside it, including the several Sky Demon Emperors.

Subsequently, a powerful surge of Demonic Qi tore open the void as they prepared to escape.

It was at that exact moment, high above the ninth heaven, that the clone, now suffused with the aura of the Heavenly Dao, showed a flicker of nearly imperceptible emotion in his eyes.

He slowly raised his hand and made a grasping motion at the distance.

"AHH—"

The spatial rift created by the Demon Race violently shattered. Ripples spread across the surface of the Demon Tower, which teetered on the brink of collapse. Countless screams echoed as an unknown number of the Demon Race perished in that instant. Several Sky Demon Emperors were also killed on the spot.

However, the Demon Tower was clearly an extraordinary demonic artifact. It did not completely disintegrate, and a small number of the Demon Race survived within.

"GO!" the glamorous woman shrieked, spitting out a thick cloud of her life essence and spraying it over the Demon Tower. The teetering tower stabilized slightly, long enough to tear open a new spatial rift and escape into it.

***

In the void, the ancestor of the Yi Clan witnessed this scene and immediately fled, ripping open a portal.

The clone glanced indifferently in his direction and flicked a finger.

An indescribable aura traversed the endless void and struck the Yi Clan ancestor.

"AHH—"

A piteous scream tore through the void as golden blood rained down. That was Supreme Blood, every drop immensely precious and containing the great principles of the Dao.

***

Just two moves. He had repelled the Demon Race, slain Sky Demon Emperors, and severely wounded the Yi Clan's Quasi-Emperor Supreme, forcing him to flee in disgrace.

The might of Uniting with the Dao was just that terrifying.

Below, Wang Xiu watched this unfold with complicated feelings.

If not for the severe side effects of Uniting with the Dao—being utterly stripped of one's humanity to become a part of the Heavenly Dao—I would have truly loved to create several more of these clones. I could practically swagger across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

However, at this moment, he could already feel that the connection between him and that clone had become extremely faint, almost nonexistent.

Once the process of Uniting with the Dao was complete, that clone would no longer belong to him. It would become an incarnation of the Heavenly Dao and enter the Immortal Realm.